Official Career Storm

Chapter 1664

The dishes on the table were quickly served, and Yu Susu and Song Guanchao chatted aimlessly about trivial topics, making Jiang Yiren drowsy.

She wanted to chime in with a few words, but she knew that her aunt invited him to dinner tonight primarily to maintain their relationship.

What they talked about didn’t matter; what mattered was meeting regularly to maintain the connection.

In such occasions, it wasn’t suitable for her to interrupt.

Even if she had a good personal relationship with Song Guanchao, that was their own connection.

In matters involving interests and cooperation, she couldn’t mix personal relationships into it.

So she occasionally took a bite of food, drank some juice, and played on her phone.

Little did she know, under the table, her aunt’s leg was resting on Song Guanchao’s lap.

Song Guanchao reached down, feeling the slippery silk stockings warm with her body heat, smooth to the touch, and her leg was firm beneath.

He stroked her calf, then her thigh.

As he continued further inward along the thigh, his movements paused suddenly.

Where did the stockings go?

He thought he was mistaken and touched again, discovering no stockings.

Only then did he realize she was wearing slit stockings.

Touching the warm, soft inner thigh meat, he felt his mouth dry, took a sip from his teacup, and continued forward, encountering thin, damp panties.

The panties were already quite moist, and upon a gentle touch, a warm current seeped out.

Song Guanchao caressed the plumpness beneath the damp, thin fabric of the panties.

He could even imagine the luscious curves through the feedback from his fingers.

Yu Susu’s body tensed slightly, and a few syllables seemed to tremble in her speech.

The slit stockings beneath her skirt were a little secret, specially prepared for Song Guanchao.

Wearing this outfit made her feel somewhat indiscreet.

Despite being much older than Song Guanchao, she was still so indulgent and couldn’t help but wonder, what did Song Guanchao think of her?

Would he think she was a shameless woman available to any man?

Her mind wandered with thoughts, yet she continued chatting with Song Guanchao without missing a beat.

Suddenly, her body stiffened.

He had already broken through beneath her, causing contractions in her lower abdomen, words catching in her throat, unable to speak.

Song Guanchao quietly withdrew his hand, and Yu Susu’s face instantly flushed red, her tight throat relaxed as she let out a breath.

This subtle change went unnoticed by Jiang Yiren.

Seeing her recover, Song Guanchao resumed his exploration.

With preparation, Yu Susu’s performance improved, though she still struggled to suppress her body’s reactions.

Jiang Yiren was right beside her, yet with Song Guanchao behaving so intimately, the psychological thrill nearly drove her mad.

"I’m going to the restroom," Jiang Yiren suddenly said.

Song Guanchao nonchalantly withdrew his hand from under the table, and as soon as Jiang Yiren left the room, he turned and smiled brightly at Yu Susu.

Yu Susu flushed under his gaze, her heartbeat racing, looking away anxiously and unnaturally fixing her hair to mask her inner tension and excitement.

Song Guanchao reached down again, this time more brazenly.

He leaned half his body over, conveniently moving his hand.

"Ooh~"

Being breached again beneath her, Yu Susu buried her face in her teacup.

Song Guanchao kissed her neck, his hand under the table frantically exploring.

"Ah, ah~" Yu Susu moaned, waves of pleasure rapidly overwhelming her, leaving her helpless.

About two minutes later, Song Guanchao returned to his seat.

Yu Susu’s neck was covered with his saliva, even faint bite marks.

She quickly grabbed a tissue to wipe, calming herself down just as Jiang Yiren returned.

As the dinner was about to end, Yu Susu took out her car keys and handed them over, speaking softly, "Yiren, go home and retrieve something for me."

"What is it?"

"I prepared a gift for Director Song, forgot to bring it."

"It’s so late..." Jiang Yiren said, "Why not let him come over later?"

"It’s too late, inconvenient."

"Alright." Jiang Yiren pouted, took the car keys, and left.

Song Guanchao listened to her words, amused, as it was an intentional plan to send Jiang Yiren away.

After Jiang Yiren left, Yu Susu immediately stood up from her seat and walked to the window.

She only felt relieved after seeing Jiang Yiren drive away.

As soon as she turned around, she saw Song Guanchao heading for the door.

She was momentarily stunned, then saw Song Guanchao locking the door.

Yu Susu blushed, not knowing whether she should approach him or wait.

No need for her to struggle, as Song Guanchao was already coming over.

He embraced her waist and gently kissed her.

Yu Susu quickly turned her head, whispered, "People can see outside."

The room was on the second floor, with bright floor-to-ceiling windows; those passing by outside could easily see with a glance.

Song Guanchao chuckled, guiding her to a corner by the wall.

He bowed his head, kissed her, and his tongue stirred in her mouth.

After a night of teasing, her body had long been aroused; this kiss made her instantly dive deep.

They caressed each other, Yu Susu unbuttoned Song Guanchao’s shirt, greedily touching his firm muscles, then unbuckled his belt, grasping the treasure that had been haunting her.

"Smack!"

Song Guanchao lightly slapped her round buttocks, and Yu Susu’s body shivered, letting out a soft moan, withdrawing her tongue, her misty eyes giving him a glance.

Then, sensibly, she turned her body, bending her arms against the wall, her waist slowly curving into a breathtakingly sexy silhouette.

The round, full buttocks beneath the skirt were exceptionally enticing.

Song Guanchao lifted her skirt to her hips, revealing the slit stockings as expected.

He pulled aside the damp panties, leaned forward, and gently sank into her sensitive depths.

"Ah~" Yu Susu cried out, thigh meat quivering in tremors, nearly going limp.

Song Guanchao leaned over, pinching her sharp chin, sucking on her lips, as his strong waist fired into action.

The continuous slapping sound echoed as her buttocks were struck, the flesh rippling like waves.

Yu Susu felt as though her soul ascended to the clouds; if Nirvana existed, it must be this very moment.

"Ooh, ooh ooh..." Yu Susu’s trembling intensified, moments later convulsing uncontrollably.

She stuck out her tongue, urgently saying, "Faster, faster... Ah!"

A high-pitched cry, completely unrestrained, resonated throughout the room.

Song Guanchao stopped, his strong body pressing against her slender jade back.

The petite body below could hardly bear the weight, sliding down the wall gradually sitting on the ground.

The skirt draped over her thighs, unable to cover completely, leaving half her buttocks exposed in the air, red from Song Guanchao’s impact.

The leather jacket was already open, the strap raised to her neck, exposing the full breasts bouncing lightly with each abdominal rise and fall.

Yu Susu sat against the wall for a while until her strength returned.

She glanced at Song Guanchao, her face rosy and vibrant from nourishment, her eyes holding a seductive charm.

This mature feminine aura possessed great allure to men.

Song Guanchao helped her stand up, straightened her skirt, then glanced at the tiles at their feet, smiling, "Sensitive body indeed."

Yu Susu lowered her head, looked, and, saying nothing, briskly walked to unlock the door, saying, "Let’s head down."