Chapter 1041

"How did you know?" Zhao De acknowledged it implicitly.

Zhang Hui gave a disdainful smile and said, "I went to your unit to handle some paperwork and chatted with him a few times. One look at your Director Zheng and you can tell he's a lecher."

Zhao De laughed heartily and said, "Mrs. Zhang, you certainly didn't misjudge him; our Director Zheng is indeed an old lecher. You'd better be careful. A woman as beautiful as a flower and with such a graceful figure as you—he definitely won't let you off easily."

Zhang Hui shot him a sidelong glance and said, "If it weren't for the company's business, I wouldn't even bother dealing with him."

"Why? Isn't Mrs. Zhang's sexual desire quite strong?" Zhao De said lecherously.

"That... that doesn't mean I'll take just anyone. It depends on what kind of person the other party is." Zhang Hui cast a glance at him, lowering her head with a hint of shyness. "He's so old; even if I were willing, he... he couldn't satisfy me."

Watching Zhang Hui's longing expression, Zhao De really wanted to pin her down in the car, strip her bare, and have a wild, thorough session. It was truly bad luck; having finally found a chance for an outdoor tryst and car sex, his own treasure happened to be injured and unable to charge into battle. Having such a graceful, tall young woman with a slender waist and full breasts by his side was a feast for the eyes but torture for the body, leaving Zhao De feeling as if he were on a rack. He rolled up his sleeve to check his watch and found it was already five o'clock; he had to go back. "Mrs. Zhang, drop me off at the entrance of the Tianxi Terrace residential complex. I can't make you happy today; if we keep sitting like this, I'm afraid you'll go crazy, Mrs. Zhang," Zhao De joked.

The purpose of Zhang Hui driving him to this desolate forest was to have a good, intense session with him. Who knew what nerve of his was acting up today? She had been so proactive, lying on the seat and letting him do as he pleased, yet he remained unmoved. Fine, anyway, if she stayed like this, she wouldn't get to taste the sweetness of being a woman either. So, Zhang Hui started the car, returned the way they came, and before long, stopped at the entrance of the Tianxi Terrace villa complex.

"Mrs. Zhang, I'm getting off; you should head back quickly." Zhao De said as he opened the car door. Just as he was getting out, he suddenly grabbed her breast, jumped out of the car with a wicked grin.

"Zhao De, you... if you have the guts, come back up and touch me." Zhang Hui glared at him angrily. She was truly a bit upset; she had been so proactive in delivering herself to him today to let him have his way, and not only did he refuse, but he also teased her carnal desires right before leaving.

Zhao De waved his hand with a wicked grin and said, "Goodbye, Mrs. Zhang."

Zhang Hui furrowed her willow-leaf brows, glared at him with hateful eyes, snorted, and sped off in a flash.

After spending some time killing time with the **** Zhang Hui, Zhao De walked into the complex feeling satisfied. Returning to Sister Su's home and sitting on the sofa, Zhao De took out his phone again to carefully admire Zhang Hui's brilliant performance. The shooting angle was not only clear, but Zhang Hui's performance was also truly lewd enough. The realism of the video brought a kind of extremely alternative impulse to Zhao De. Although his big treasure was injured, it gradually reacted as Zhang Hui's performance in the video became more and more uninhibited, rising little by little.

As his cock rose, his whole body tensed up, and he felt a burning, painful sensation again. Only then did Zhao De put down his phone, forcing himself not to think about those **** scenes anymore. To help his treasure recover faster, he specifically changed into a pair of loose boxers, got up, walked into the study, and turned on a funny Stephen Chow movie to divert his thoughts and attention.

Around six-thirty, Su Qing drove back. She slowly parked the car at the garage entrance, opened the door to get out, stretched, and walked gracefully to open the villa door and go inside. She took off her pair of black leather high boots, changed into slippers, took off her trench coat, and hung it on the coat rack. Wrapped in a thin black sweater, Su Qing's fifty-year-old body still appeared curvaceous and graceful. With her attire, one couldn't tell at all that she was a fifty-year-old woman. That slender waist, those full breasts, those round, perky buttocks, and her straight, long legs made her appear so charming.

She walked gracefully into the living room, calling out "De San" while sitting down.

Zhao De was watching the movie. Hearing someone call him, he turned his head to look at the living room and realized Sister Su had returned. He hurriedly took off his headphones and walked over to Su Qing in a duck-walk posture to sit down.

"How is it today? Is it any better?" Su Qing asked with concern, looking at his crotch.

"Much better," Zhao De said.

"Take off your pants and let me see," Su Qing said in a commanding tone. Although the reason Zhao De gave yesterday about his lower body being torn had temporarily dispelled her suspicions, Su Qing still felt a bit strange going to work today. She was terrified that he had caught some unclean disease outside and was afraid of infecting her. Today in the office, she had looked up many symptoms of venereal diseases online, wanting to compare them with the symptoms of Zhao De's lower parts to see if it was one of the diseases mentioned online.