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Looking at her like this, I couldn't help but speak, with a bit of teasing, and with a few points of sincerity: "To be honest, Manager Topaz, for such a charming great beauty like you, you were a bit too unconfident in yourself, weren't you? Actually... actually that morning, even if you didn't pull out some contract to scare me, as long as you gave me a simple invitation, hinted a bit... I think I definitely would have obediently complied back then, why bother with so much trouble?"
Hearing my words, Topaz seemed to freeze for a moment, then looked up at me, a flash of surprise in her gaze, immediately followed by a complex smile of self-mockery and helplessness.
"Hehe... Trailblazer, I sometimes... really envy you people who can live carefreely and as you please." She sighed lightly, her tone with a rationality and realism unique to business elites, "For us merchants, especially when conducting important 'investments' or 'negotiations,' as long as it's an action that can effectively lower risks and raise the final success probability, no matter whether it looks like 'doing more than enough,' we will definitely do it. This is not only being responsible for the project itself, but also for the company and the shareholders who trust us."
She paused, her gaze seemed to soften some: "But... hearing you say that, it seems to make sense. Perhaps sometimes, a more direct way would have higher efficiency instead? Mhm... thank you for your suggestion, I will consider more thoroughly in the future."
While speaking, she slightly raised her head, met my gaze, and a truly confident and hearty smile appeared on her face, different from previous playfulness or helplessness.
That smile was as brilliant as the sun, dispersing the last trace of haze between her brows, and instantly lit up the whole room.
Manager Topaz... when she smiles, she is truly beautiful.
Looking at that bright smile on her face like after rain, my heart also seemed to be lit up.
The bit of grudge previously generated because of being calculated also vanished into thin air at this moment.
We stopped talking, just quietly embraced each other, enjoying this rare warmth and tranquility after passion.
Perhaps because the physical consumption was really too large, or perhaps because of the relaxation after the heart-knot was unraveled, we just embraced each other, and gradually, entered the sweet dreamland together.
At the last moment before falling asleep, I vaguely felt that between me and this shrewd, capable yet having an unknown side manager, there seemed... seemed to truly be established some kind of deeper bond that transcended contracts and boss-subordinate relationship.
In the next three months, my life was like jumping back and forth on the edge of heaven and "shura field."
Every wife in the villa was like a unique treasure, radiating their own charming light.
In order to not favor one over another as much as possible, I strove to "be fair to all," working hard to maneuver between them, allocating my time and energy (and physical strength).
During this period, the relationship with Manager Topaz also entered a brand new, wonderful stage.
Perhaps because I finally "punished" her that night, or perhaps she recognized the situation, she no longer had the obvious resistance and shame like at first.
Although on weekdays she still maintained the manager's majesty and shrewdness, in private, especially when fulfilling the "personal assistant special service," she showed startling coordination... and some small "quirks" that made me not know whether to laugh or cry.
Manager Topaz seemed to have a considerable degree of cleanliness obsession.
Every time before we were ready for "deep communication," she would strictly require that I must first go and take a thorough bath, and she herself would also meticulously wash herself clean and fragrant.
Even… before providing oral sex service, she would take out a clean and soft cloth, very carefully help me wipe the key parts clean, and only after confirming there was no possible residual body fluid would she be willing with a red face and a bit of reserve to lean down and take it into her mouth, her soft lips and warm tongue then working eagerly on my cleaned cock.
For these requirements of hers, I naturally didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but I was also happy to do my best to coordinate and satisfy them.
After all, being able to have this usually high-and-mighty manager do this for me was itself an indescribable enjoyment and sense of conquest.
However, while enjoying this "special service," I also always remembered that phone call I eavesdropped on in the backyard before.
Topaz's situation in the company didn't seem as glorious as she appeared on the surface. If she failed to complete the "tasks" assigned by the company on time
(Ruan Mei guessed it should be wanting her to get pregnant to give birth to Pathstriders who can switch Paths for the company), she would probably truly be ruthlessly transferred and replaced.
Just thinking about possibly no longer being able to feel her ultimate S figure, no longer being able to "bully" this externally strong but internally seemingly unexpectedly pure manager, I felt a burst of reluctance in my heart.
No, I must help her!
Therefore, on the premise of following the "schedule," I would often "secretly" give Manager Topaz "extra lessons."
When she "summoned" me to provide services, I would be exceptionally diligent, "cultivating even more hard" in her tight and elastic body, hoping to help her reach the company's task targets as soon as possible through raising the frequency and intensity of "interaction," and avoid possible punishment — multiple deep creampies each session, her pussy overflowing heavily with my cum until it ran in thick streams down her thighs and her belly visibly rounded from the volume.