Chapter 1025

Hearing the poor tone in Zheng Tulu's voice, Afang became a little nervous: "No... I didn't say anything."

Zheng Tulu said coldly: "Xia Jian just came to the office to find me, asking me to promote him to deputy director of the Planning Division. Afang, you really are something. That was just something I said casually that day; it didn't exist at all. With you stirring things up and Xia Jian spreading it around below, it's bound to cause another wave of trouble. Isn't this just asking for trouble? It didn't exist at all, and even if it did, I would certainly consider your husband Xia Jian. But he's good—he came straight to my door asking for this deputy director position! There is no such thing at all, so you tell me, how can I give it to him!"

So that was it. Afang finally understood and immediately apologized: "Brother Zheng, I'm so sorry. It was all me being too loose-lipped. I didn't mean anything by it; I just felt that Xia Jian has been working at the Construction Committee for quite a while, and since he just returned from his studies at the Party School, I just wanted him to strive for it if there was an opportunity. I've offended you, Brother Zheng, I'm truly sorry. How about... how about this little sister apologizes to you in person, Brother Zheng?"

Zheng Tulu asked lukewarmly: "Apologize in person? How do you plan to apologize in person?"

"I'll go to the Construction Committee and apologize to you at your office, Brother Zheng. You can do whatever you want. Does that work for you, Brother Zheng?" Afang's voice on the phone was coquettish, and coupled with this highly suggestive remark, it made Zheng Tulu feel a bit itchy. His tone softened significantly, and he even said with a wicked smile: "Aren't you afraid your husband Xia Jian is also at the unit? Besides, you're already three months pregnant now. I'm afraid you might not dare to do what I want you to do for an apology; it might affect the thing in your belly."

Afang said coquettishly: "Brother Zheng, don't worry about that for now. Once I get there, you can do whatever you want. The back door is fine too. As long as it lets you vent your anger, Brother Zheng, anything is fine."

The back door? Damn! Zheng Tulu had never taken the back door before. It was rare for a woman to take the initiative to throw herself into his arms and let him take the back door; he had to seize this opportunity no matter what. So, Zheng Tulu leered: "Alright then, Afang. Come to the unit and come straight to my office. Come directly to the third floor; there's a sign on the office door. I'll be waiting for you."

"Mm, wait for me, Brother Zheng. I'll be there right away."

After finishing the call with Afang, Zheng Tulu leaned back in his chair, smoking with a face full of spring breeze, waiting for Afang to arrive. About half an hour later, the door to Zheng Tulu's office knocked.

"Come in," Zheng Tulu responded immediately and excitedly.

As the door pushed open, Afang indeed entered his sight. She wore a dark green trench coat and a cotton hat. Her legs, wrapped in black cotton stockings and red high-top leather boots, looked even more slender and straight. Her entire figure appeared tall and full, yet not lacking in plump sexiness; one couldn't tell at all that she showed signs of pregnancy.

"Brother Zheng, kept you waiting, haven't I?" Afang said with a face full of flirtatious smiles, speaking coquettishly as she walked in, then casually closed the door and locked it from the inside.

Zheng Tulu's eyes lit up. He stared at her lecherously, the corners of his mouth hanging with a lewd smile: "Afang, you're dressed very sexily today."

"Brother Zheng, you really know how to talk," Afang said with a coquettish laugh as she walked toward him. She reached out and began unbuttoning her coat. Once she walked up to him, she took off the coat and threw it far away onto the sofa. Without a care, she sat on his lap, wrapped her arms around Zheng Tulu's neck, and said coquettishly: "Brother Zheng, I made you angry, I'm sorry. It was all my loose lips. Now I've come specifically to apologize to you in person, Brother Zheng. You can do whatever you want."

Zheng Tulu tilted his face up, leering at her intently. That flirtatious appearance had long since extinguished the fire in his belly. Looking down, her figure wrapped in a gray sweater was tight and plump, especially the two meat buns, which were large and firm, as if they were still growing. "Afang, how come yours seem to have gotten even bigger?" Zheng Tulu leered as he reached out to touch and knead them. They were soft and elastic; he actually touched the little nipples directly—she wasn't wearing a bra inside. This made Zheng Tulu instantly overjoyed, and he shoved his hand directly into the sweater, stroking the hot, smooth, and highly elastic meat buns.

"Oh, it hurts a little, Brother Zheng, touch gently," Afang said coquettishly.

"Hurts? Why?" Zheng Tulu asked with a lewd smile while touching, his other hand lifting her pleated skirt, heading toward the most mysterious territory.

Afang blushed slightly and said coquettishly: "I'm in the middle of pregnancy, so it's a bit swollen down there. It will hurt if you're too forceful."

Zheng Tulu nodded as if he understood, asking with a ghostly smile: "You're three months pregnant now, isn't it inconvenient to do it down there?"

Afang blushed and nodded: "Mm, I'm afraid it will affect the little one in my belly."

Zheng Tulu asked deliberately: "Then you still came to apologize to me? How are you going to apologize?"

Afang said shyly: "Didn't I say it? Brother Zheng can enter wherever he wants. The back door is fine too."

Zheng Tulu felt a sense of ecstasy. Having lived for over fifty years, he had never entered a woman's back door. He had always had this thought, but his wife at home would absolutely refuse, and when he went out to indulge in debauchery, those young girls were even less willing. He didn't expect Afang to take the initiative to propose this idea today; this was truly a case of "finding something after a long search, only to realize it was right there all along." "Enter the back door? Then Brother will try it today and see what the back door feels like." Saying this, Zheng Tulu pulled her pantyhose downward.

Afang took the initiative to stand up so Zheng Tulu could easily take off her pantyhose, asking him coquettishly: "Brother Zheng, have you never taken the back door before?"

"Not yet, today is the first time," Zheng Tulu said with a lewd smile, pulling her pantyhose down to her knees.

Afang turned her head and said with a face full of charm while taking something out of her leather bag: "I don't believe it. I don't believe that Brother Zheng, from the time you started working until now, all these years, has never given gifts to leaders or taken the back door."

"Then, during my pregnancy, if the front can't be used, if Brother Zheng misses this little sister too much, just take the back door, okay?" Afang said flirtatiously with a blushing face.

Zheng Tulu nodded and said "Mm." He glanced casually at the clock on the office wall; it was already 5:15. Only then did he become nervous. He climbed up from her back and said: "Afang, our unit is about to get off work. You should hurry up and tidy up to leave. It won't be good if someone sees you in a while."

Afang said "Oh," climbed up from the chair, took out a tissue from her leather bag, and wiped the stuff Zheng Tulu had ejaculated onto her chrysanthemum. She pulled up her pantyhose, tidied her clothes, brushed back her messy long hair, and said with a blushing face: "Brother Zheng, is your anger gone?"

Today was Zheng Tulu's most enjoyable time. He leaned back in his chair, lit a cigarette, and nodded with satisfaction: "I've been rendered completely without temper by you, Afang."

Afang pulled at her sweater, looked at her own firm and full breasts, and acted spoiled: "Brother Zheng, they're so big, it's so ugly."

Zheng Tulu leered: "It's good, it's good. Look, they're big and round, so sexy." As he spoke, he slapped her round, high-perched buttocks.

Afang gave him a coquettish look, walked to the sofa, picked up her coat, put it on, brushed her hair behind her ears, and said: "Brother Zheng, then I'll go first. I won't disturb you anymore."

Zheng Tulu glanced at his watch; there were only ten minutes left until off-work time, so he said: "Hurry up and go. If you don't leave now, it won't be good if you're seen after work."

Afang smiled charmingly, opened the door, and walked out, swaying her hips.

After coming out of Zheng Tulu's office, Afang looked around and found that there was no one in the Construction Committee courtyard, so she quickened her pace and walked downstairs. As she walked, she thought to herself that she had been truly bold today, actually running to the place where her husband worked to deliver goods to Zheng Tulu, and even letting him take the back door. Although maintaining such an intimate relationship with Zheng Tulu was partly due to her own need for fresh and alternative sex, it was also to ensure that her husband Xia Jian would have a good future at the Construction Committee. But Afang had always felt that Xia Jian didn't know the secret between her and Zheng Tulu, so she absolutely couldn't let him see that she had come to the Construction Committee, and even to find Zheng Tulu. She had been anxious the whole way down from the third floor, fearing that she would suddenly run into Xia Jian in the hallway. Fortunately, she walked all the way to the first floor without running into a single person, but just as she was about to walk out of the Construction Committee gate, she suddenly ran into Zhao Desan who was walking in. ===== CHAPTER 1026 =====