The director is too flirtatious

Either I was obsessed with ghosts, or I couldn't help myself, and I didn't expect that I would say such words.

You can't touch the water with your hands, and you can't touch the water with your feet. The best way is to move a small stool in and sit on it.I first turned on the heater in the bathroom, then put the clothes away, and moved a stool in.

After doing this, I walked out a little shyly, pretending to be calm and said: "Well...you can take a bath, can you go by yourself?"

"I think I can still wash it myself." At the end of the day, even the usually calm supervisor couldn't help but shrink back.

"What if I touch the water? Your condition is a bit serious, and you will get an inflammation when you touch the water." In fact, my heart was a little bit drummed.

"I'm careful, and didn't you help me move the stool in?" said the director.

I imagined that the director held the shower in one hand and wiped his body with difficulty.While feeling blushed for that voluptuous scene, I felt that it was still too difficult.

"Let me do it." I didn't give the supervisor a chance to refuse, and pushed her into the bathroom, pretending to be very calm and said: "You can't wring the towel with one hand."

The bathroom is heated, so you won't feel cold even if you are wearing thin clothes.But now the situation is, I feel like I want to sweat a little bit, and I don't know if it's because of nervousness.

The director hesitated for a moment, and gave up struggling.She took off her nightgown first, and then tried to untie her underwear with her backhand, but it hurt when she did it, so she let go after trying it.

Since the director turned his back to me, I watched her take off her nightgown the whole time.I looked at the director's smooth and graceful back in a daze.The delicate butterfly bones, the purple underwear belt, the slender waist...and the touch of purple lace panties, the tightly wrapped buttocks, and then down, the straight and slender big white legs.

This is the first time I have looked at the director's body undisguisedly, just looking at it like this, I feel a little short of breath.

Then I saw that the director wanted to untie his underwear, I came back to my senses, and subconsciously stretched out my hand, "I... I'll do it..."

The mirror in the bathroom reflected the two of us. The director in front turned his head slightly, with a little discomfort on his face.My face was flushed from behind, my breathing was short, and my fingers trembled as I unbuttoned the director's underwear.

The underwear was unbuttoned, and the mirror actually recorded this scene, and I could see the mirror from the corner of my eye.

For a moment, both of them had trouble breathing, the director retreated subconsciously, while I subconsciously moved forward, and their bodies touched together.The director's head tilted back and rubbed against mine, and I reached out and hugged the director's waist from behind.

The director obviously tightened his lower abdomen, and covered mine with his hand, not knowing whether he wanted to stop it or ask me to continue.

I subconsciously buried my face in the director's shoulder, smelling her unique fragrance, opened my lips, and kissed her smooth neck uncontrollably.

The director raised his head high, half-closed his beautiful eyes, and parted his lips slightly.

Seeing that things were getting a bit out of control, the director held down my hand slightly.I managed to calm down my breathing, I still maintained the original posture, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Are you coming or am I?"

"I'm going to take a shower." The director's voice was also a little hoarse.

I froze for a moment, and couldn't help laughing, "Yeah, I have to take a shower so I have to take it off, do you want to play in the bathroom?"

Only then did the director realize that what I said was taking off because of taking a shower, not because of some reason as she thought.The director seemed a little annoyed, and gave me a look, "I'll do it myself."

In fact, I am also hot all over now, feeling very uncomfortable.When I saw the director, I wanted to cling to her and hug and kiss, but when I saw her naked body, I couldn't take my eyes off her.But now it is more important to take a shower first. Although the heating is turned on, it won't work if you drag it on like this.

The director took off the last layer of fabric with some difficulty. At this time, she was already sitting on the stool, and I was relieved to stand behind her.Not daring to think too much, she quickly turned on the shower, tested the temperature of the water, and sprayed it on her back.

"Be careful with your hands." I said as I carefully moved the shower towards her.

The director took the shower in my hand, "I'll come in front, you can help me wash my back."

This proposal is the best at the moment, and both I and the director are relieved. "Okay." I nodded, squeezed out the shower gel to make foam, and covered the director's back with my hands. The delicate touch made me lose my mind for a while.

In fact, the director is not so far that he can't take care of himself, but turning off the water is a bit troublesome, and it is difficult to wipe his back with his backhand.I didn't dare to peek ahead at all, and stared intently at the director's back while distracted.

The beautiful butterfly bones danced with the director's movements, and the delicate white skin, narrow waist, and gluteal groove can be seen below.

I'm really going to die, my eyes can't help but fall on the director's buttocks and I can't move away.

I... I'm not a sex/embryo... ahem, but really... um...

The director seemed to be able to feel my gaze behind her, her body froze slightly, and then I heard her say: "You...or go out?"

I was also afraid that I would not be able to control my hands and feet, but I was reluctant to let me go out.

I saw the director's injured foot resting on the edge of the bathtub, and said, "It's hard for you to get up and turn off the water, let me do it."

Now I was chanting "I am a gentleman" while speeding up the speed of cleaning the director's back. The director probably washed faster because of his discomfort.

I asked the director to raise his injured hand slightly to avoid being showered, and then rinsed off all the shower gel.Of course, the director is still in charge of the front, and I am in charge of the back.

When I finished these things, I was already sweating profusely.Finally, I wrung out the towel and wiped the director's back.

When the water stopped dripping from my body, the director said nothing to let me stay and drove me out.I procrastinated and was reluctant to leave, and when I was about to walk out of the bathroom, I saw the director leave the stool and stand up.

So the director's naked/naked back was completely displayed in front of me. I watched this scene, my feet were nailed in place and I couldn't move.

I... I'm not a gentleman, I'm a sex/embryo.

Because I lost my mind and walked in again, hugging the director from behind.The director didn't expect that I would go back and forth at all, so he let out a low cry.

"Let me do it..." I hugged the director's waist with one hand, and grabbed the towel from the director's hand with the other.

"you……"

I couldn't say what the director hadn't finished, because I threw the towel aside and hugged her body tightly.I kissed her neck.

"Hmm..." The director was suddenly stimulated, his legs went limp, and I took advantage of the situation to push her down to sit on the stool.

Obviously, the original forbearance and mantra-like self-hypnosis no longer have any effect.

Can't help it.

In the end, when the director went out, nearly an hour had passed.

When I came out of the bathroom refreshed, the director was still wiping my hair with a dry towel in one hand.I hurried over to take her dry hair towel and put it aside, and said with a flattering smile, "Let me help you dry your hair."

The director gave me a bad look, and sat on the chair with peace of mind, with some bright red on his face, which was extraordinarily beautiful.

I turned on the hair dryer to dry her hair, and asked, "Did the wound touch the water?"

"I have to ask at this time, what were you doing before?" The supervisor asked funnyly, she squeezed my thigh with her backhand, but she didn't use much force, but there was a little teasing in her tone, "Sex/embryo."

"That's because it's you, okay?" I said as I bent down and kissed her face, "Another woman stands in front of me naked, and I'm sure I won't even bat an eye."

"Looking so carefully, you don't blink when you see it?" The director asked with a half-smile.

I laughed dumbfounded, "What do you mean? You can't slander me."

The director himself laughed, and the screen of her phone lit up, so she picked up the phone.

I carefully dried her hair, and then I heard the director say: "Lao She sent me a WeChat message."

"What did she say?"

"Just apologize, you can read it yourself." The director was too lazy to read, so he handed me the phone.

"I'm drying your hair, you can read to me." I pushed her phone away.

The director was also very interesting. When she asked her to read it, she coughed and read the content seriously, "Yi Er, is your injury okay? Is it serious? I'm sorry for today's incident. I didn't expect that this would involve my family, and it would be difficult for me to explain clearly on WeChat, anyway, I'm very sorry. I'm sorry."

"Please give me a chance to invite you to dinner, and I will explain the ins and outs of the matter to you when the time comes."

"Why explain the family affairs to you? The most important thing for her now is to take care of her family affairs. I, an outsider, can see it as a mess." I was a little angry when I thought of Sister She's affairs.

The director was obviously a little helpless, and said with a smile: "You have such a big resentment towards Lao She? I heard you call her Lao She when I was in the tennis court. Are you so angry that even sister She stopped calling her?"

I was also a little embarrassed when I said this to the director, but I still nodded calmly, "Yes, I'm just too angry."

When the director heard this, he smiled even more happily, "I can't tell, so you are such a protective person."

"Isn't it weird? It's because I don't usually need my protection." I was a little shy when she said that.

"Well, I'm very honored, honored to be able to see this side of you."

"I really don't feel honored at all. The price is too high. It almost scared me to death." I said angrily. After all, this matter is really scary.

"But this matter may have caused problems for Old She to deal with the family, but it is indeed an accident." The director softly explained to Sister She, "But just think, have you noticed that her son actually thinks that Sister She is looking for a vixen outside, Instead of a male vixen, what does that mean?"

"Ah? Don't you say I haven't noticed this yet." I thought about it for a while and was a little surprised, "Shouldn't you see your mother with a man under normal circumstances to be considered having an affair?"

"Well, remember the Himeba you mentioned?" asked the director.

I frowned, "It means that Sister She might be a little princess? But she is married... and has a son. Is it a fraudulent marriage? Mainly why does her son think so?"

After I said a few words to myself, I shook my head, "Oh, I don't want to, just let it go."

After blow-drying the director's hair, I lowered my head and kissed her hair, "Okay, do you have any ginger at home, I'll make you a cup of ginger tea."

"I think you may be more familiar with the kitchen than me." The director said with a smile.

"Then I'll go to the kitchen to look for it." As I said that, I went to the kitchen to search, and the director followed me, only to hear her say: "I'm fine, it's just a small injury. You didn't mean what happened today, it's okay .”

It seemed that the director sent a message to Sister She, and I muttered, "Although it's a small injury, it's still an injury."

The director heard my words, and smiled behind me: "Yi Nian, are you still brooding?"

"I can't just babble." I snorted, but in the end I couldn't find the ginger in the kitchen, so I could only spread my hands and say, "Without ginger, there's nothing I can do, then I'll boil some boiling water for you." Bar."

While boiling the water, I suddenly remembered, "By the way, I have them at home, why don't I go home?"

"Don't bother. I changed my clothes when I came back and took a hot bath. I shouldn't catch a cold." The director rejected my proposal, and she just stood in front of the kitchen door and looked at me with a gentle and peaceful smile. She said again, "Yinian, thank you."

I froze for a moment, and then smiled back at her, "This is what I should do."

The director smiled and bent his eyebrows, so beautiful that it made people addicted, "Also, one thought, move here and live with me."

Although the director and I will also spend the night at each other's house, we really haven't officially lived together yet.At this time, when I heard the director make this request, I actually felt that everything was a matter of course.

So I nodded and said with a smile: "The days of cohabitation, please give me your advice."

"Please give me more advice in the future."

The author has something to say: it was locked, I edited it again.Some words are not enough, so I can only make up...

Hey, I'm so angry, I was locked, the point is that there is a group of fake readers who didn't even say a word of comfort, bah!You are all false angels!