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This evening, it was another hearty "overtime match."
After I once again shot all the essence accumulated in my body fiercely and deeply into Topaz's warm and tight uterine cavity — flooding her until her flat abdomen swelled noticeably and excess thick white cum gushed out in heavy, creamy waves from her stretched, puffy pink pussy lips — both of us slumped on the large bed in exhaustion.
I embraced the sweating, panting beauty in my arms, printed a kiss on her smooth forehead, and quietly enjoyed this moment of warmth after passion.
We rested in the warmth for another period, and the sense of fatigue in the body gradually receded.
Manager Topaz also seemed to have completely recovered, just lazily leaning in my arms, with a clear gaze, not knowing what she was thinking.
Looking at her still flat and tight abdomen with no sign of bulging, I couldn't help but feel a bit of doubt in my heart.
In these past few months, in order to help her "complete the task," I had often "secretly" given her "extra lessons," "diligently cultivating" on her for an unknown number of times.
Reasonably, from my "special constitution" and the experience of several previous wives, she should have had some reaction by now, right?
I couldn't help but lean to her ear, using as tactful a tone as possible, and asked quietly: "That... Manager Topaz... it's been nearly three months, we... well... have also tried many times, but... your belly seems... to have no movement at all? Is it... needed to go and have an inspection or something?"
Unexpectedly, this question of mine with several points of concern (and expectation for "results") was like stepping on a cat's tail, and instantly ignited her!
Manager Topaz suddenly sat up from my arms, her white cheeks turned bright red instantly, and her sapphire eyes also stared round because of shame and anger.
She turned her head and hit me hard on the head!
"Bang!"
"You, you person!!" She seemed to feel ultimate anger and shame at me actually asking a woman such a blatant, such a private question, "Is this kind of thing something that can be asked casually?! You, what are you thinking in your head!"
After finishing scolding, she didn't seem satisfied, and gave another heavy hum, then like a sulky little girl, lay back down, but turned her body to the other side, with her back to me, no longer looking at me.
Uh... I looked at her pouting back, somewhat innocently touched the forehead where I was hit, and felt even more confused in my heart.
Could it be... something truly is wrong?
The room was quiet for a moment, leaving only the sound of our two slightly awkward breathings.
After a while, Topaz also seemed to have adjusted her emotions, she slowly turned around, but still didn't look at me, just looking at the ceiling with an empty gaze, and using a calm tone carrying some complex emotions, said:
"Hmph... who said there's no movement?"
"Eh?" I froze for a moment.
"In the first week I came here," she stated a startling fact in a flat tone, "I already successfully reached the 'target'."
"Reached in the first week already...?!" I stared with wide eyes in shock.
"Yes." She nodded, her tone still without much wave, "After I confirmed the successful conception, I immediately had that fertilized egg which was still in the early stage taken out through special medical channels and sent back to the company's biological cultivation laboratory for subsequent in vitro cultivation."
"Take, taken out for in vitro cultivation?!" I was shocked again by her words.
"Of course." Topaz used a matter-of-fact tone and said, "For senior managers at our 'Stoneheart' level, daily affairs are busy and responsibilities are heavy, how could it be possible to influence work efficiency for a long time because of things like pregnancy? In vitro cultivation is the optimal solution."
She seemed to detect some kind of oddity in my gaze, glanced at me, her tone carrying a bit of imperceptible seriousness and comfort: "Don't worry, I, Topaz, am not some emotionless reproductive machine. I only promised to provide two 'samples' for the company. And, I can guarantee to you, our child... after birth, I will personally be responsible for the upbringing and education, and will never let them become cold experimental biological beings or company tools."
Hearing her final guarantee, my heart only then settled some.
But immediately after, I caught another key point in her words.
I lowered my head looking at her, and asked tentatively: "Then... that second 'sample' you just mentioned?"
Hearing this question, Topaz seemed to be in a much better mood.
She once again sat up her body, turned her head, and a foxy-like cunning smile full of shrewdness and pride of a top merchant appeared on her face.
She extended her slender finger, lightly tapped on my chest, her tone carrying several points of showing off and matter-of-fact: "This second 'sample'... cannot be handed over to the company as easily as the first one."
Her smile was even more brilliant, with calculating light sparkling in her eyes: "Think about it, for the first sample, I have already been considered to have over-completed the company's initial 'investment expectation.' The initiative for this second 'sample' is completely in my hands. Utilizing this 'outside of expectation' result, I can not only easily complete subsequent performance targets, but also reasonably apply to the company for a promotion and raise, and even win a long paid holiday for myself... For this kind of good thing that can both complete tasks and seek the maximum interest for myself, why not?"
Sigh... I looked at this manager in front of me who was complacent about her "three birds with one stone" plan and smiling like a fox that caught a fish, and only had a kind of helpless sense of not knowing whether to laugh or cry left in my heart.
Our Manager Topaz... really is constantly calculating interest gains and losses, always so... calculating and foolproof.
However, looking at her brilliant and confident smile at this moment, it seemed even more dazzling and charming than at any of her previous times.
I smiled helplessly, extended my arm, and took this "full of tricks" yet making one unable to hate her manager once again into my arms, continuing to enjoy this rare warm time.
Manager Topaz's butt, so soft…