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After saying that, she didn't pay attention to my stunned look anymore, tidied her clothes messed up by me, turned around and walked away quickly.
Eh? At night... wash clean... go to her room?
I froze for a few seconds, then reacted!
Great—!! Can get intimate with Manager Topaz again! And this time she actively invited!
Huge joy instantly dispersed all the previous worry and disappointment.
I was ecstatic inside, sweeping away all previous decadence, and immediately stood up from the ground, feeling my whole body full of strength again!
Night fell, and I carefully bathed, washing away any unpleasant odors that might remain on my body, and changed into a clean and comfortable set of pajamas.
Just thinking of Manager Topaz's command (or invitation?) "At night wash yourself clean and come to my room," my heart couldn't help but feel a burst of heat, and I almost arrived in front of her door with a few points of impatience.
Gently knocking, after receiving permission, I pushed the door open and entered.
This time, the scene in the room was different from a few days ago.
Manager Topaz's attire at this time was more... "formal" and deliberate than that simple bath towel from the night before.
She was wearing a set of sexy black lace-trimmed lingerie with a bold cut and scarce fabric.
The exquisite lace outlined her exquisite curves to the limit, especially the design of the lower body being close to a thong, which revealed her plump and perky buttocks and long thighs without reservation, radiating the ultimate sexy temptation — the thin black lace barely covering her silver-haired pussy, the strings disappearing between her full ass cheeks.
However, this ultimately sexy lower body attire, when combined with her face that still carried a bit of hearty heroic spirit and looked even "pure," formed a wonderful and strong contrast, making one's heart move even more.
She didn't drink this time, but still sat on the edge of the bed with her legs crossed, one hand elegantly supporting her head, and the other hand resting casually on her knee.
Only her gaze looking at me at this moment was not the previous blurredness and invitation, but carried a clear "speechless" and "pouting" meaning, as if she was still unhappy about the crude "punishment" of mine from the previous night.
Seeing the "boss" seemed still angry, how could I dare have other thoughts? The desire for survival was instantly maxed out.
I quickly piled up a face of fawning smile, like the most loyal servant, chuckling around behind her, and diligently reached out my hands to start gently pounding her back.
"Manager, busy for a day, thank you for your hard work!" I said while pounding, using as fawning a tone as possible, "Rest assured, I will serve you well tonight, and guarantee you'll be comfortable and satisfied!"
As I spoke, my hands were also very "sensible" and not idle. Besides pounding the back, I didn't forget to "conveniently" help her massage those still smooth and delicate fragrant shoulders, or "considerately" gently pound and massage for relaxation on her sexy-lingerie-wearing, curve-revealing thighs, my fingers occasionally brushing the edge of her lace-covered pussy.
Mhm, the touch was as good as always...
Seeing Manager Topaz's originally tensed body gradually relax, and the pouting expression on her face also soften some, she seemed to very much enjoy this fawning of mine, or at least, the fire went down a lot.
After massaging for a while, I stopped the movements of my hands, and then carefully and with as gentle movements as possible, took her soft body into my arms.
This time, I was not as hurried and crude as before, but carried a bit of comfort and apology.
My hands gently wandered on her sexy-lace-lingerie-wearing body, the movements as light as feathers brushing over, sometimes brushing over her smooth back, sometimes gently kneading her plump butt flesh — fingers sinking deep into the soft, bouncy cheeks — and sometimes encircling her slender waist, feeling the warmth and tightness there.
I lowered my head, the tip of my nose almost touching her forehead, and could smell the fragrance of shampoo from her hair mixed with her unique body scent.
I didn't kiss down immediately, but first used my forehead to gently press against her forehead, feeling each other's body temperature, and my gaze tenderly gazed at those sapphire eyes of hers that no longer carried anger but were a bit dazed and shy at this moment.
Until I felt her completely relax and no longer resist my approach, I slowly lowered my head and gently kissed her lips.
This kiss had no plundering, no punishment, only pure tenderness and lingering — our tongues meeting softly at first, then dancing slowly, sucking gently on each other as saliva mixed sweetly, her soft moans vibrating into my mouth.
We lingered and kissed for a good while, until her breathing also became hurried and her body also started to heat up slightly, her full breasts pressing warmly against me, nipples hardening through the lace.
Only then did I gently and with infinite cherish, take off the last layer, also the most seductive layer, of lace lingerie on her, revealing her naked perfection once more — heavy pale breasts with perfect pink nipples, flat toned belly, and that silver-haired, puffy pink pussy already glistening with fresh arousal.
Soon, Manager Topaz's perfect torso was once again displayed before me naked.
I gently laid her down on the bed, letting her lie flat.
This time, I was not in a hurry to combine, but leaned down, my gaze like the most devout believer, all the way down, finally staying on that mysterious garden covered with silver hair and which was plump and tight, her outer lips swollen and shiny, inner petals peeking out slick and pink.
I gently separated her thighs, and then, lowered my head, and printed an incredibly light kiss on those tender petals, tasting her sweet, musky nectar.
"Mm..." Topaz's body sensitivly trembled once, letting out a subtle, shy nasal moan.
My tongue came out, like exploring a new continent, carefully exploring into that moist and warm passage, carefully licking every inch of the tender inner wall — the velvety folds parting for my tongue as I lapped up her flowing juices.
The tongue tip skillfully found that small and exquisite clitoris hidden at the very top — swollen and throbbing pink — and in the most gentle way, sometimes circling, sometimes lightly licking, and sometimes wrapping with the tongue surface, gently sucking until she bucked against my face.
"Wu... mm..." Topaz's breathing instantly became hurried, her hands tightly grasped the bed sheet below, and her body also started to twist slightly and out of control, more thick honey flooding my mouth.