The Mountain Retreat :

The Mountain Retreat


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I am a department manager in a civil engineering company.
One day, due to the financial difficulties of a subcontractor, the ordered materials did not arrive, resulting in a major mistake.
It was a big project in the mountains, and I had to go there to take responsibility.
When I told my husband, he encouraged me, saying, "Don't push yourself too hard," and I left home.
The work was delayed, and I hurriedly placed an order with another company, but it was tough to handle alone. After about three days, the executive director (the president's 27-year-old son) came to help.
Thanks to the capable executive director, we managed to meet the deadline in ten days.
During my stay, since the site was full of men in the mountains, the client company arranged for me to rent a small prefab where I stayed.
During the day, the executive director also worked in my prefab, but from about the third week, he started sitting away from me.

I wondered why, and when we had a meeting on his computer, I noticed a bulge in his pants.
The executive director was staying in a shared room with the workers, so I thought he couldn't relieve himself.
He was a young but capable man, and I started to become aware of him as a man, partly because of my mistake.
After about a month, the site had a full day off, and all the workers went home.
I stayed because I had orders to place the next day, and the executive director stayed too.
In the evening, after finishing work, I thought I could relax a bit and lay down.
I seemed to have dozed off, and when I felt someone touching my butt and woke up, it was the executive director.
He seemed surprised that I woke up suddenly.
The executive director was half-naked, holding his erect member.
He apologized repeatedly, saying, "I'm sorry."
Now, in this mountain, it was just the two of us.
I thought my husband would forgive me for something like this, considering the trouble I caused the executive director.
But maybe I just wanted it myself...
I pulled down the executive director's pants as he tried to put them on and took him in my mouth.
The executive director's member, with a fishy smell, was harder and about two sizes bigger than my husband's.
Just taking it in my mouth made me feel wet.
(If I had this inside me, I wouldn't be able to stand it...)
I thought of my husband in my heart, but at that moment, the executive director pulled down my pants, spread my legs, and started licking me.

I felt it after a long time of cunnilingus, and my husband was no longer on my mind.
The executive director, unable to hold back, slowly entered me.
"I often hear it hurts, are you okay?" he asked.
Even though only the tip was in, it felt tight with no gaps.
I held the executive director's butt and pushed him all the way in.
Goosebumps rose, and with the sensation of being filled to the deepest part, I climaxed immediately.
Just a little movement from the executive director made me climax.
The executive director was surprised at how many times I climaxed.
Thinking of me, the executive director thrust shallowly, but when he said, "I'm about to come," and tried to pull out, I trapped his waist with my legs, preventing him from pulling out, and had him thrust deep inside, receiving his ejaculation raw.
At the moment of ejaculation, he thrust deep inside, and I climaxed intensely.
We both lay exhausted, sleeping with the executive director's arm as a pillow.
We had dinner at night and had sex again.
The next day, with no one around, we did it outside.
The executive director's member was so big that even with both hands, the glans easily popped out, stimulating deep inside in any position.

We spent the whole day naked.
"Executive director, this angle feels amazing. Also, from behind, yes, this angle is good, remember it," I said, embarrassed, while moving my hips in the cowgirl position.
Around 6 PM, we heard the sound of the bus bringing everyone back, and we hurriedly put on our clothes.
The executive director said, "You look sexy in clothes, can we do it one more time?" and even though I said, "Everyone's coming back," he didn't listen and entered me from behind.
He ejaculated immediately.
From the next day, whenever the executive director wanted, he would just pull down my pants and enter me.
About ten days after having an affair with the executive director, I was able to return to the company.
I received nearly 30 ejaculations from the executive director raw, but I acted as if nothing happened when embraced by my husband.
Female perspective erotic experience story, original story of a woman with sexual desire.



Specializes in intimate, evocative storytelling. Finds joy in nature walks and stargazing. Lives in a minimalist countryside retreat, where simplicity fuels creativity.

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