Since that morning confession…
Zhao An completely took over Old Pang's wife, even engaging in intimate acts reserved for married couples on their kang (heated brick bed) at night.
He never used a condom, ejaculating directly inside, disregarding the risk of pregnancy, prioritizing pleasure above all else.
Internal ejaculation is an ultimate pleasure for both men and women.
Men can feel the pleasure of being enveloped by tender flesh, while women can experience the surging tide of semen—an indescribable joy, incomparable to any pleasure achieved through a layer of rubber.
Zhao An hummed a little tune as another teacher from the school came to share the workload.
Old Pang also began working on the school. The local economy was expected to develop gradually, allowing for the construction of a primary school.
If development didn't materialize immediately, a vehicle could be provided to transport students to schools in town, where boarding services were available—all negotiable.
He lost his wife, but gained a career.
Besides, Old Pang also had a seventy-year-old woman as his lover, and occasionally enjoyed oral sex from her.
And he could barely penetrate her.
Even if he ejaculated in two or three minutes, the old woman wouldn't complain; she would still treat him well, always smiling.
This gave Old Pang a second spring; he felt refreshed and energetic, and no longer cared about his wife being taken away by Zhao An. Anyway, he was going to end it anyway, so why force himself?
He strolled around the factory…
Looking at the employees recruited from outside.
Many of them were residents of the town, mostly women who stayed at home. The wages here weren't low.
And it wasn't far from town; after the road was built, he could get home by car in less than half a day, which was very convenient.
And they also provided dormitories.
Although the dormitories were made of sheet metal, they were simple and convenient; for them, nothing was better than this job.
After experiencing the taste of a peasant woman…
Zhao An didn't dwell on his womanizing desires.
Because Mrs. Pang was almost pregnant; she was already pregnant after he'd slept with her a few times.
Continuing to sleep with her was certainly possible.
She just couldn't withstand his intensity, so he had to hunt for new prey.
Walking along…
Zhao An saw a woman posing for product photos. This woman was a mature woman.
Wearing high heels and black stockings, her beautiful legs were encased. Her business-style skirt reached her knees, neither too conservative nor too promiscuous, just the right amount.
She wore a white blouse, the top two buttons undone, revealing a glimpse of her delicate flesh below her neck.
But even her breasts were hidden.
The blouse couldn't conceal her proud breasts.
This combination of conservatism and light makeup created a striking contrast between elegance and wantonness!
Gulp!
Zhao An unconsciously swallowed…
It was quite unexpected to see such a mature woman here.
The woman had a sign around her neck with her smiling photo; her job title was clearly that of a sales representative—a woman who worked in sales!
Seemingly noticing Zhao An's gaze, the woman turned her head, looked at him, and smiled slightly.
Then she continued fiddling with her camera, taking pictures…
While also thoroughly examining the product packaging.
After waiting a while, the mature woman seemed to remember something and quickly walked over in her high heels. "Are you the boss?"
Zhao An rubbed his nose. "If there's no one else named Zhao An, then I'm the boss.
Did you come today?"
The mature woman gave a formulaic smile and shook her head. "No, I've been here for two days. Boss, my name is An Hong. It's nice to meet you."
"Hello, it's nice to meet you."
Zhao An looked at the mature woman's smile, then at her eyes, and suddenly a flood of information rushed into his mind.
He saw An Hong at the parent-teacher meeting…
That scene was his high school, his own class.
"Oh, you're Qian Feng's mother, right?"
"Ah! Boss, you know my son?"
An Hong looked at Zhao An with some surprise. She knew nothing about him.
Because she hadn't investigated.
Company affairs are handled by others. Qian Yuling is the president, responsible for the group's affairs, so it's normal that she doesn't know Zhao An.
Seeing An Hong's sexy, open mouth...
Zhao An couldn't help but wonder if it would feel good to have his penis inside those two red lips.
Although such thoughts were a bit wicked.
But Zhao An could never go back to his innocent days. Having played with so many women, he had never properly pursued a relationship.
Women are materialistic. With enough money, plus sex skills that drive them wild, no woman can resist.
"Haha, I rarely go to school.
Because academics aren't important to me.
Even if I graduated from university, those high achievers would still be working for me. Who can be worth over 10 billion like me?
That's real liquid capital...
Not assets!"
Zhao An leered and touched An Hong's delicate hand. Clearly, he had marked this woman as his prey!