My name is Liu Xuan, and my girlfriend and I had been in a long-distance relationship for a while. One night, we were on a video call, as usual, to relieve some tension. After everything was done, I realized my headphones had died ages ago. Qing Qing’s voice had been playing on speaker the whole time. I’d always assumed my roommate was just another regular guy like me, a slob perhaps. But I was wrong… she turned out to be a stunning young woman. It was a silent night. I lay on my bed, Qing Qing’s frequent moans echoing in my ears. Qing Qing and I were in a long-distance relationship. With our demanding jobs, sometimes we wouldn’t see each other for months. Since she became sexually active, Qing Qing had a high sex drive, and I couldn’t always be there to satisfy her. So, I bought her a sex toy. She used it two or three times a week. Each time, she’d video call me before starting. I’d watch her face slowly flush, sweat glistening on her skin, and in less than five minutes, she’d start to twitch and tremble. Sometimes, when she was really in the zone, she’d even have to wash her soaked sheets in the middle of the night. Tonight, she was moaning softly into my ear again. As the climax washed over her, I saw her pale feet gripping the sheets tightly on the video. “Liu Xuan, slow down, I can’t take much more.” The remote was in my hand, letting me control the frequency and intensity based on her reactions. Suddenly, a smudge appeared on my phone screen. I knew exactly what she meant and turned off the remote. “Liu Xuan, I’m going to go wash the sheets.” Qing Qing’s hair was plastered to her temples, her eyes hazy, her slightly parted tongue a deep red. I’d been uncomfortable all night, and her reaction only made me more aroused, ready to burst. It was only when I took off my headphones that I realized they’d died a while ago. Had Qing Qing’s voice really been… playing out loud? If I lived alone, it wouldn’t matter. But the problem was, I lived in a shared apartment. My new roommate had only just moved in next door, and I hadn’t even met her yet. I ran a hand through my hair, planning to head to the bathroom to take care of things. I rented a two-bedroom apartment with one living room and one bathroom, which I shared with my roommate. Maybe she was busy with work, but the bathroom still had nothing of hers in it. As I got closer, I saw a light glowing from inside the bathroom. I glanced at my roommate’s door; it was tightly locked. So, it probably wasn’t her. Maybe I’d left my power bank in there earlier. Thinking this, I pressed the doorknob and pushed the door open. The sight that greeted me froze me in place. A woman was squatting on the floor, using her phone’s flashlight, struggling to express milk from her chest. Hearing the door open, she jumped, falling backward onto the floor. Her bare breasts, nipples exposed, faced me directly, still leaking milk. “Why didn’t you knock?” she scowled, glaring at me as she hastily tried to cover herself. I slammed the door shut, stunned, and could only stammer apologies. “I’m so sorry, ma’am, I saw your room door was closed, I didn’t think…” Before I could finish, her soft, sweet voice cut me off from inside. “Shut up.” Her gentle voice, laced with a sultry edge, sent shivers down my spine. This night was definitely going to be sleepless. She looked like a young mother who had just given birth. But why wasn’t she living with her husband? Why was she staying in a co-ed shared apartment?
The next morning, I squeezed onto the rush-hour subway. Just as the doors were about to close, a beautiful woman boarded and stood right in front of me. We locked eyes for a moment, then both instinctively looked away. It was my roommate! Thinking of last night’s utterly humiliating and steamy scene, I lowered my head slightly, trying to make myself as inconspicuous as possible. But the morning subway was impossibly crowded. She only came up to my neck, and the soft curve of her chest kept brushing against my stomach with every lurch of the train, igniting a fire in me. As if that wasn’t enough, my gorgeous roommate was wearing a professional miniskirt, and her smooth legs occasionally brushed against my calves, sending a tingling sensation through me. I tried to squeeze further back, but there was a large Black man standing behind me. His fierce gaze swept over me, and I didn’t dare even twitch. “Hey, roommate, maybe you could stand back a bit? I feel like I’m practically molesting you in this position.” She slowly looked up, frowned, glared at me, then turned her gaze elsewhere. Who would’ve thought that this cool, aloof woman I saw in public could have such a soft, sweet voice, dripping with that captivating charm, when she told me to shut up last night? My eyes darted around, trying to distract myself from the insistent pressure against my abdomen. Suddenly, I noticed a man furtively taking out his phone, positioning it under my roommate’s skirt. I couldn’t just stand by when I saw injustice, especially when it was my own roommate. “Excuse me!” I said, then quickly turned, shielding my roommate in my arms, my back facing the pervert. My beautiful roommate seemed oblivious to what was happening, her innocent eyes looking up at me. I leaned down, whispered into her ear, “Someone was trying to take an upskirt photo of you just now. I apologize if my actions offended you.” She flinched like a startled deer, shrinking further into my embrace. It was adorable. After we got off at our stop, I was about to say goodbye, but to my surprise, she followed me off the train. There was only one major company near this station. Could it be… my beautiful roommate worked at the same company as me? I assessed her outfit. She looked like she could be our company’s receptionist. Honestly, having a receptionist like her would definitely make coming to work more pleasant every day. We walked past the front desk, and just as I thought she’d wave goodbye, she got into the same elevator as me. “Could you press the tenth floor, please?” Her sweet voice chimed, and I nearly jumped out of my skin. Wait, the tenth floor? I was on the tenth floor too, and the tenth floor only housed the design department, no other departments. She couldn’t be the cleaner for our design department, could she? That would be such a waste of talent. I returned to my workstation and sat down. Looking back, my beautiful roommate had just walked into the Chief Designer’s office!
Considering what happened in the bathroom last night, I wondered if she was there to argue with our Chief Designer, Mr. Li. I couldn’t believe that Mr. Li, who was usually so generous with us, could be so petty with his own girlfriend. I shook my head, hoping my beautiful roommate wouldn’t expose what I saw last night. If she did, I’d probably be out of a job. Not long after, Mr. Li emerged with my roommate. He clapped his hands, signaling for us to look at him. “Everyone, I’d like to formally introduce you to someone. This is our new Chief Designer, appointed from outside the company, Jiaojiao Tu. Please welcome Chief Tu.” I couldn’t believe it. My jaw nearly hit the desk. My beautiful roommate, from this day forward, was my direct boss? Last night’s incident felt like a death sentence for me. I probably wouldn’t have a place in this company anymore. Jiaojiao, in the office, had completely shed her sweetness. Her eyes were sharp, cold, and ruthless as she scanned over us. Suddenly, her gaze landed on me. It was completely different from the look she gave me on the subway. A chill ran down my spine. “Liu Xuan, bring your design draft to my office personally in half an hour.” I wasn’t sure if it was my imagination, but the way she emphasized “personally” felt particularly pointed. After Jiaojiao went back into her office,Lu from the cubicle next to me whispered, “Liu Xuan, did you already piss off our new hot boss?” My guilty conscience made me glance at the Chief Designer’s office. Was I really being targeted by my boss because of last night’s steamy encounter? “I don’t know,” I muttered. “Why don’t you take it for me? I’m terrified.” As I spoke, I frantically dug out the design draft I’d finished last week from my computer. Thank goodness I’d completed it early, otherwise I probably would’ve been fired. Jiaojiao’s office door was ajar. After I knocked, she told me to come in. “Close the door,” she said, her voice a stark contrast to her public persona. It really threw me off. I gently closed the door, then meekly asked, “Is that really okay?” What if people started to gossip? She glanced at me while reviewing my design draft. “You talk too much.” I silently watched the woman sitting before me. She had so many secrets. A beautiful boss suddenly appointed from outside, who also happened to be my roommate? Her salary should easily cover a much better apartment. Why would she choose to live in a shared apartment? Time slowly ticked by. These few minutes felt like an execution. Throughout, Jiaojiao kept subtly touching her chest with her wrist, seemingly uncomfortable. She was wearing a shirt for work, and her post-pregnancy body had changed. The buttons on her chest were practically straining. “What’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell?” I asked with concern. Had I really touched something I shouldn’t have on the subway? The more Jiaojiao remained silent, the more anxious I became. “Did I hurt you when I turned around?” A hint of embarrassment flickered across her face, but her reply was exceptionally cold. “Mind your own business.” I pursed my lips, silently looking elsewhere. When she seemed to be done reviewing the draft, I cautiously shifted in my seat. “If there are no issues, I’ll head out now?” The moment my hand touched the doorknob, Jiaojiao called out, “Wait.” I spun around, finding her standing right behind me. If I hadn’t stopped in time, she might have kissed me. “Could you help me with something?” At that moment, she transformed back into that seductive kitten, her soft, pleading charm irresistible to any man. I’ve always been a good guy, and I figured it couldn’t be anything too difficult. I agreed without hesitation. “Chief Tu, just tell me.” “I’m still nursing, and I’m a bit uncomfortable. Pumping on my own is a little slow. Could you lend me a hand?”
Did I hear that right? Was there really such a good thing happening to me? I stood frozen, stammering, “So… should I use my hands or my mouth?” The woman in front of me looked as if she’d heard the most outrageous joke, recoiling three steps back. Her voice, still sweet and delicate, came back, “What are you talking about? I was asking if you could run an errand for me, to buy an electric breast pump.” Jiaojiao’s eyebrows were tightly furrowed, whether from physical discomfort or from being shocked by my words, I couldn’t tell. Seeing me not move, she urged me again, “Hurry up! Otherwise, I’ll send this design draft back and make you redraw it.” For a designer, that was a huge punishment. “Why me? Can’t you just call a delivery service?” I felt it was incredibly awkward for me, a grown man, to buy something like that for my boss and roommate. Her tone was tinged with annoyance. “Are you stupid? That would only make people more suspicious! Imagine how embarrassing it would be if a delivery guy spread rumors.” Without thinking, I blurted out the thought in my mind, “You’re not afraid of being embarrassed in front of me?” Jiaojiao rolled her eyes at me. “You already saw my body last night. What’s there to be shy about now?” Alright, I was convinced by her logic. I eagerly trotted off to buy what she needed. To throw people off, Jiaojiao even put on an act, seeing me off at the office door. “Liu Xuan, deliver this document to the designated location. Don’t make any mistakes.” Jiaojiao handed me a large bag. It was actually empty, meant to carry the item back later, to trick our colleagues. After I took care of all that, I returned to my workstation, panting. But images kept flashing through my mind, completely out of place. I wondered what kind of scene was unfolding in Jiaojiao’s office. Last night’s steamy visuals kept replaying in my head, impossible to shake off. After work, the atmosphere between Jiaojiao and me became even stranger at home. I finished work earlier than her, so I purposely went to the grocery store, bought plenty of food, and headed home. By the time she returned, I had already prepared a full dinner. The exhaustion on her face erased all traces of her ruthless office demeanor. She was just a delicate, small woman. She leaned against the door, taking off her high heels. Her miniskirt was already short, and as she lifted her leg, the view inside was completely exposed. I quickly glanced away, as if I’d seen something incredibly tempting, and immediately shifted my gaze. I stammered, “Chief Tu, I made some dinner. I was wondering if you’d like to join me?” Shuffling in her slippers, she walked towards me, took a casual look at the food on the table, and said, “Count me in.” “Alright!” I happily went into the kitchen to grab utensils. I figured I was one step ahead, having already ingratiated myself with Chief Tu. Jiaojiao sat across from me. During dinner, I couldn’t tell if she was just scratching an itch or what, but she kept subtly brushing against my calf. I desperately tried to shrink back, but she seemed completely unaware, following my movements. Unable to take it anymore, I grabbed her ankle. Jiaojiao let out a surprised yelp. The soft whimper made my ears burn. In my flustered state, I let go. But to my complete shock, Jiaojiao then! She brazenly placed her foot between my legs, hitting me right in the groin. “Ch… Chief Tu, you, you, you.” I desperately tried to suppress my desire, not wanting her to notice. Jiaojiao rested her chin in her hand, looking at me with intense affection, her gaze practically dripping with desire. “That night, I actually heard everything.”
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