I was... by my client...

My client and I both
work at a real estate company, which involves interacting with many people. One year, I served a lady who was inquiring about housing on behalf of her sister. I patiently explained the details of our company's properties to her. She left with her sister's contact information. Two days later, I contacted her again to follow up and check on her interest in the properties. After a brief chat, she told me to contact my husband and gave him her phone number. Due to the nature of my work, I immediately contacted her husband. The number was registered in Shandong province. After two rings, he answered, and I told him I was from [Real Estate Company Name]. He said, "I know, my wife told me." He asked me to add him on WeChat so we could discuss the details there. That's how we met.
In the following days, we chatted on WeChat, mainly about work, since he was my client and I answered his questions about housing. He trusted my expertise and later learned that his wife was from our area and had married into our family. He wanted to buy her a house there. On my recommendation, he found a two-bedroom apartment and quickly signed the contract. After all the formalities were completed, he was very satisfied.
Just like that, he became not only my client but also my friend. We would like each other's posts on social media. When we weren't busy with work, we would chat occasionally. We gradually became familiar with each other. Sometimes we talked about life, work, and the future.
Of course, there were no romantic feelings between us. Because I only treated him as a client and a friend. Because that was my job. Once he said, "You're very beautiful. You speak very gently. I like you a little. I wonder if we'll have a chance to have dinner together." I said, "Sure, when you and your wife come here sometime, I'll treat you to dinner." He said, "You really know how to reject me." Haha
. I remember once, he came here alone. He called me, saying he wanted to see a property. At that time, due to various reasons, the property was delayed due to a late breach of contract. So, clients were allowed to visit the construction site. I received him at the sales office. After a brief chat, I took him to the construction site. The construction was basically completed, with only some simple follow-up work remaining. The elevator wasn't working. He happened to have bought a unit on the tenth floor. There was no other way, so I walked up the stairs with him, one by one. By the time we reached the 7th floor, I was exhausted. I felt like I could barely breathe. Just as I was about to rest, he hugged me tightly from behind. It startled me. His body was so close to mine. I couldn't believe it. I pushed him away and continued upstairs. Finally, we reached the 10th floor. He pulled me into the room. The front door hadn't been installed yet. The room was quiet, with only a little sunlight streaming in through the window. He grabbed me and started groping my breasts, those two breasts he'd longed for. He said they were so soft and fragrant. He kissed and caressed me, and I gradually became aroused. My moans grew louder, and my body began to writhe. We were in the living room. He had me hold onto the wall, and I leaned down slightly. He reached behind me and entered me. The quiet room was immediately filled with his heavy breathing and my moans, which sounded particularly loud and clear in the bright light. I was so nervous, so incredibly nervous. It was my first time having sex at work. What if someone came in? What if the workers passing by in the hallway heard? And there was no door, it was just wide open. My heart was pounding. But then he touched me, and it felt so good. Just as I was thinking that, I suddenly felt a thrust. He had actually inserted his penis into me. He started fucking me. I... I couldn't hold back anymore, I screamed. A powerful onslaught lasted for several minutes. Then he held my waist and started fucking me again and again. He asked me, "How is it? Is this position exciting?" I felt so ashamed, moaning in humiliation, "Ah... fuck me... you're so bad." I just wanted it to end quickly. At that moment, with his rapid thrusts, my breathing rose and fell violently. When his penis was fully inside me, I trembled and arched my back to meet him. He held my waist with one hand and grabbed and kneaded my breasts with the other, rubbing hard against my clitoris. He was uttering vulgarities. He said, "Ah, baby! I'm going to fuck you to death." I was about to cum, but I kept shaking my head, whispering in his ear: "Fuck me harder, fuck me a little longer." I felt a fire burning down there. He ejaculated forcefully. He wiped himself clean. I was really scared, but also a little excited. This is my client.

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