Personal Experiences and Reflections – Part 1 of a Series on My Long-Term Leadership

I apologize that the story cannot be told all at once. It was all written online during breaks from work to ease my emotions. Sometimes I would be interrupted by something, and I don't know when I would be able to pick it up again. I started the previous post, but it felt too long-winded. I maintained a sexual relationship with my former boss for ten years, and we are still in contact, although she is past the age where she is suitable for intense sex. The memories are too rich, so
I will try to write as concisely as possible.
When I first met my former boss, neither of us had a good impression of each other. Our small company had a tight work schedule, and she was always very dissatisfied with the progress and quality of projects, which also led to some negative opinions about me personally; while I felt that her dissatisfaction was sometimes not objective and that she was somewhat hypocritical and pretentious. Of course, everything was still within the range of compromise and acceptance, and as the project situation improved and we became more familiar with each other, the relationship eased and even became a little more intimate, but it was far from being able to be very casual. In addition, I was still young at the time and was a little timid in front of leaders at the department level and above. The most outrageous thing I did was to tell a few subtle dirty jokes on special occasions.
The first breakthrough came quite suddenly. A work meeting was scheduled for a scenic area. We checked in the day before the meeting. Back then, I was a workaholic, always pondering work-related matters. I unnecessarily made some adjustments to the materials already submitted to the client based on the latest information. After finishing, I found the changes were quite significant, including substantial changes to the part that the first leader was to quote. Considering it was just past 10 pm, not too late, I hesitated for a moment before deciding to discuss it with my supervisor. So I texted my former supervisor, saying I had some new information to report and if it was convenient. A moment later, I received a reply asking me to come to her room. Once in her room, I explained the situation and pointed out the adjustments on my laptop, asking if she thought it necessary to adopt the new version, and that I would immediately go to the business center to print it out. She replied that it wasn't necessary, as there might not be anyone on duty at that hour; it was just a speech draft, and she could just revise it on paper. Then she put on her glasses, took out the original printout, and started revising it on paper while I stood beside her, scrolling through the screen for her. She must have just finished showering; she wasn't wearing anything under her pajamas, and from a certain angle, her breasts were visible. Combined with the fresh scent of her post-shower fragrance, I instantly became erect. My hot, hard penis touched her body through her thin pants. I could feel she noticed, but she didn't pull away. I was incredibly nervous, but the intense excitement kept me from backing down. After she finished revising the manuscript, she slowly put down her pen, slowly stood up, and turned around. In a deliberately casual tone, she asked me, "Young people are really energetic, even feeling something for an old lady?" My penis was throbbing, but my clitoris was still erect. I replied sweetly, "I'm not old at all. This is called mature elegance, the most charming time of my life." I don't know where I got the courage—later I realized that my erect penis making a large tent was indeed unseemly, especially with the clear discharge seeping through my pants—I took a big step forward and hugged her tightly. Every part of my body, especially my burning penis, pressed tightly against her body, feeling her softness and fragrance. The extreme tension and excitement made us both tremble slightly. I remember she was also breathing heavily. As An Lushan's claws ravaged her ample breasts and buttocks, she kept shyly saying no in a barely audible voice, but she didn't flinch. When I grabbed her hand and placed it on my penis, she suddenly kissed me passionately.

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