I just came here for very little experience, and she taught me patiently. I'm a little grateful. But she still only treats her current generation. One day, she squatted on the ground to check the materials. I accidentally saw a piece of porcelain white behind her. When I looked closely, it turned out to be her lifted up clothes with her bare back. I quickly turned off my gaze, for fear that others would see me peeping. But that piece of porcelain white seemed to have some magic power, and I couldn't help but take a few more glances. After
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I was still very young at that time, eighteen or nineteen years old. Copy one at the steel store. I have a married female colleague who is about six or seven years older than me. At first, my impression of her was average, like a big sister.
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, I started to secretly look at her. I found that her melon-shaped face is quite handsome and has a well-proportioned and plump figure. From then on, I was inspired to have a good impression of her!
Under her teaching, I have made rapid progress and can manage my own career independently. Because I performed well, the boss’s wife also gave me a positive change in advance. She admired me very much and encouraged me to continue working hard.
usually helps me in secret. The restaurant is responsible for lunch and usually cooks it by itself, but sometimes it is late and there are not many leftovers. But once, when I was late for work, I saw my lunch box full of food. I think this is a good thing that my colleagues do, but I don't care too much. Later, for a while, a colleague secretly told me that she was helping me and said that she noticed that she had a good impression of me. She helped me cook, and I was very moved. But when he said he had a good impression of me, I was surprised and happy, and a little confused. Something happened that made my relationship with her ambiguous.
Once, I sat at a square table, very focused on reconciliation, and she sat on my left. Suddenly, I felt something leaning against my left leg and I was surprised. Is it her legs? I leaned back slightly, looked down at the table, and saw a woman's leg approaching me. OMG! Suddenly a stream of blood surged on my forehead, nervous, excited, stimulating, and a little dizzy! It's incredible! He glanced at her quickly, as if nothing had happened. She didn't mean to let go of her legs, and I couldn't bear to part.
After saying that, the two looked at each other and quickly turned around and left. Fear of being discovered. My feelings for her warmed up. However, although I am single, she is married, and the moral constraints make us dare not underestimate ourselves. We suppress ourselves, care silently, and help each other.
One day, I saw the shredded paper she had sat on. I picked it up and looked at it bored. There seems to be a character above. I simply pieced together a few pieces, three words, which is my name! Later I learned that she missed me very much and wrote my name on paper. Worrying that someone will know, they will be torn again. It can be seen that she is very devoted to me and my heart is warm.
Others told me that they had been frustrated when they knew her husband and wife had a bad relationship. From beginning to end, we never expressed our feelings to each other. After all, she is a married man, which is insurmountable. Then I left and slowly broke off contact. After so many years, I wonder how she is doing? Occasionally, I also think of her who gave me strong throbbing during puberty.
