A romance with my colleague's sister (adult novel adapted from anime)

When Ping came to our company, I had already been working there for three years and was considered an old employee. My partner had just resigned, so the company poached a senior business person from the same industry at a high salary. I was playing Landlord on the computer when the fat boss of the company called me to his office.

"This is your new partner, five years older than me. She has been in business for a long time and is very capable. She will work with you in the future and you will help her get familiar with the company environment and customers. I was stunned. This obviously means that she is more capable than me in business. As long as she is familiar with the environment, it will be fine. Fortunately, I am not very motivated. I am just a casual person in this company. I will not have any grudges because my partner is more valued by the leader than me. I looked at the woman next to me formally. She was about 1.63 meters tall and weighed about 130 kilograms. She had a round face, a braid that was not too long, small but very beautiful eyes, and a pair of jeans with a white T-shirt. She looked very refined. She had the feeling of a sister next door. I was very servile and promised the boss that I would let Ping get familiar with the company environment and business relationships as soon as possible. I nodded and smiled at Ping again. We became partners just like that. To be honest, our relationship was very normal in the first month or so. I treated her as a big sister next door, and she treated me as the only friend in the company that could be trusted. Ping's ability is indeed good and she got into the game very quickly.

I have to say that she does a much better job than I do. She has helped us get a lot of clients that we couldn't handle before.

With Ping's joining the company, it became easy for us to complete the business assessment. The cause of the incident was our unlucky fat boss. Seeing that we were doing very well in business and having some money, he gave us a car. It wasn't a good car, it was a Songhua River van. But for us it’s already good enough, we no longer have to take long-distance buses and endure the unpleasant smell. I have a driver's license, but to be honest, my driving skills are not very good and I have hardly ever driven a car. But my biggest advantage is that I am bold. If the boss dares to buy, I dare to drive. Later I found out that Ping was braver than me. As long as I dare to drive, she will dare to sit in it no matter how it looks.

I guess she doesn't know how to drive and thinks that anyone who can hold the steering wheel is a skilled driver.

Haha, that’s how we started living a life with a car. She drove the van around every day, and she looked very comfortable sitting in the passenger seat. But we usually go out and come back on the same day. No matter how late it is, I will drive back. I have never stayed overnight outside. After all, it is not very convenient to stay outside with a married man. Since there were only two of us in the car every day, we had more time to chat, about company matters, client matters, and both sides' family matters. Gradually, I got to know Ping's family. Her family life was not happy. She had a girl. But her husband doesn't care about her at all and only cares about his own things. Their money is also separate. I suddenly felt pity for her and felt that it was not easy for her to be a woman and a wife. Without the warmth of family and the care of husband, I have to work hard on my own. Gradually, I felt a sense of attachment to Ping. We got along very well together. Apart from running business, we would spend the rest of our time visiting temple fairs and climbing mountains at tourist attractions we passed by. It is indeed fascinating to work and relax with a beautiful young woman every day. I could also feel that she was feeling amorous. Her family was unhappy and she had little to say to her husband at home every day. How could she not have any thoughts when she had a colleague like me who was eloquent, considerate and caring? But we all kept the last bit of clarity and tried to avoid those sensitive topics. After all, they are all family people with moral bottom line. But we all feel that the line is becoming increasingly blurred. All we lack is an opportunity. It was winter, and Ping had been in the company for more than three months. One day, our boss called us to the office and said, "A customer in City N is going to hold a large-scale promotion. You need to provide technical support. The journey is too far. You'd better go the day before. Going on the day will delay things. If we use the next year to describe our relationship with Ping as the First World War,

This unfortunate fat man was the Serbian youth Princip who shot and killed Archduke Ferdinand and his wife in Sarajevo. The opportunity has arrived. We drove to City N on the afternoon of the first day of the event. In the car, we both tacitly kept silent, each thinking about what would happen tonight. We both knew very well what it would mean to stay in a hotel together at night given our current situation. Finally, I broke the terrible silence and said with a smile, "Sister Ping, how about we stay in the same room tonight?" Why? Ping did not refuse. I said with obvious lack of confidence that sleeping in the same room would save money! It's okay, the company will reimburse you and it doesn't cost you money. I pretended to be serious and said that I couldn't sleep alone. Ping smiled and said, "I dare not sleep if I live with you." Okay, then if we sleep together for one night, we can save a hundred yuan on the room fee. We joked like this until winter in N City

It gets dark early on winter nights, and the street lights are already on at around 5 o'clock. I parked the car in front of a motel and said to Ping, "Let's have something to eat first." Ping nodded in agreement. We went to a very high-end porridge house near the hotel. There were not many people inside. We found a not-so-conspicuous seat and sat down and ordered two dishes, two bowls of porridge, and a plate of pancakes. To give myself courage, I also ordered a bottle of beer in the cold winter. The food was delicious and the porridge was well cooked, but we didn't seem to have much appetite. I finished my meal in a hurry. After checking out, we went back to the quick front desk and asked the waiter to book a room. The lady at the ID card desk seemed to be used to seeing men and women checking into hotels together. She didn't ask any questions and didn't ask for a marriage certificate. This made me feel a little more at ease. We took the elevator with our room card to a room on the 3rd floor, swiped the card, and entered. Ping didn't say a word during this period.

The moment the door was closed, our long-suppressed passion burst out, and just like all the scenes on TV, we hugged each other and kissed madly, with our hands caressing each other's bodies. We kept our tongues in each other's mouths for 5 minutes, kissing from the hallway to the bed. I separated our bodies and swallowed my saliva with my numb tongue. I started to take off my clothes. Although it was winter, the air-conditioning in the room and the heat in my body made me feel uncomfortable. Cotton-padded coats, woolen sweaters, warm vests, pants, and woolen trousers. Damn, winter is really not a good season for an affair. Ping watched me take off so many clothes quietly. When I was left with only a pair of underwear, I started to help her take it off. Ping didn't resist me too strongly, and soon we were both naked. Go take a shower first. Ping finally said the first words since she came out of the porridge shop. Well, listen to your sister and go together. I took her hand and walked into the bathroom naked. Ping has very fair skin, a plump body but not bloated, and big breasts but not sagging at all. The nipples are black. We continued to hug, kiss and caress each other under the shower. When my penis was so hard that it was about to break, Ping separated us and suddenly smiled mischievously and said, "Stop it, let me help you wash." She was no longer as shy as she was at the beginning.

She held my penis with both hands and said in surprise, "It's very long. Is it longer than your husband's?" I won’t tell you, Ping said in a low voice. We rubbed each other's bodies and gradually couldn't bear it anymore. I don't know if her lower body was wet with clean water or vaginal fluid. Okay, let's go out and have sex, I suggested. If this continues, we're really going to have to do it in the bathroom. We quickly wiped our bodies away, and I held her in my arms and walked proudly towards the bed. It was really comfortable to lie on her. I kissed her body from her forehead to her neck to her breasts. Her hands were stroking my back, and my hands never left her clitoris. Ping's fluid was indeed very high, and it hit her pubic hair wetly, making it muddy. Sister, I'm going to put it in. She didn't answer, but I saw her nod and finally it went in. Ping's vagina was not very tight, but the wet vagina surrounded my penis and it was very comfortable. I moved it back and forth vigorously. Her voice was not loud, but very charming, and she kept moaning. Ping Hui doesn't know many sex positions. She's okay at being on the bottom, but she's not good at being on top. When you have sex with your husband, aren't you on top? I questioned. He shot the block below.

So did he stay there long? I asked mischievously, it wasn’t very long. After Ping finished speaking, she suddenly felt a little embarrassed and said, "Don't ask me to kiss my breasts." Then she bit her huge breasts with her mouth and licked her nipples with her tongue. Her sensitive part should be her breasts. When her breasts are stimulated, her lower body keeps twisting and she gasps.

By the way, did you wear the ring? Well, Ping replied with a gasp, "It's a good thing, otherwise I would cum on your face. Do you dare?" Finally, I felt something was wrong with her. Her screams became noticeably louder, her hands were gripping my arms tighter and tighter, and her vagina was obviously but definitely contracting. Are you getting trendy? Oh, hurry up, hurry up, I want you, ah ah ah, I thrust back and forth vigorously, Ping has reached orgasm, her whole body is trembling, her eyes are blurred and she is breathing heavily. Stimulated by her vaginal contractions, I felt my penis swell and a hot stream gushed out. We reached orgasm at the same time after we ejaculated.

Just lie on me like this and don't get down. Ping said weakly. I obediently lay on top of her and hugged her tightly. Knowing that the penis had become soft, it slipped out.

That night we pleasured each other with passionate bodies several times until we were exhausted.

The next day we returned to the company exhausted with a large number of orders from the event. After this passionate night, we lived a very comfortable life in the days that followed. We were also more casual in the car. Apart from the daily routine of visiting clients, we spend the rest of the time having crazy sex. Hotels, outdoors, and in cars. Ping is getting better and better in bed, and she gradually likes to take the initiative. Ping is very good at licking me. After she finished licking me, she climbed up and shook and stroked me hard. We often use different positions when having sex.

The most exciting time was at her house. We were originally going to his house together to get something. But at that time, neither of them could control their emotions and they became passionately engaged in the bed where she and her husband were sleeping. Very exciting. But we still like staying in the hotel. There you can relax yourself better and spend more time doing it. It is said that everything will turn into the opposite when it reaches the extreme, and we don’t know how to cherish it when we get it. Gradually, we began to have conflicts, mainly disagreements about work, and sometimes we had huge arguments that were heartbreaking. But after the quarrel, they still made love lovingly. We all don’t like the feeling of quarreling, but sometimes we start quarreling unconsciously, which is really painful. I wanted to separate several times but couldn't. Finally, her husband had to work in another place, and Ping followed him. I was thinking that if we hadn't quarreled at the beginning, she might not have left with her husband. But it's too late now, so this is actually a relief. After all, everyone has a family.

Now I spend time with my wife and children every day. The responsibilities that I haven't received for more than a year will slowly not come. Occasionally, when I pass by the restaurants, hotels, and hillsides we have been to, I will think of her deeply in my heart.