20 F*ck! I Am Pathetic! (1/2)

In the dream that night, it was all about her. It was just the two of them at the office. It was after hours and with minimal lightings.

The dream felt so real, and he could not believe that he was dreaming. Wang Yi-An came in and smiled at him, ”President Yang, I'm done with the illustrations!”

This dream, is it indeed a dream? No, she is right there in front of him. Is it a déjà vu? Was this the day that she had started? Yang Tian-Xu can only question himself; the dream felt so substantial, maybe it was so real that, this might not be a dream?

Now that she had completed the task, and the clients were indeed satisfied, she came into his office to tell him the good news. After longing for her for many days, this time. He couldn't hold it in any longer and pulled her into his embrace. There were countless times when he wanted to keep her; kiss her, or was he even able to?

However, this time in his dream. He could hold Wang Yi-An in his arms. He places his hands around her waist, and slowly with one hand; he holds on to her chin and leans in for his kiss.

He wanted it to be as passionate as possible. He rolled his tongue around and began to suckle Wang Yi-An's tongue. He wants to bite down hard, but no. He was gentle, sweet, yet passionate at the same time.

Her breathing was heavy. She tried to push Yang Tian-Xu away as she told him, ”No president, we can't.” She tries to catch her breath as he continues to move his kisses down her neck. She was sensitive, so she moaned every time he touches her. He whispered in her ears and said, ”I want you.”

Her knees become weak, as her face flushes and she could no longer stand anymore. They slid down to the floor, and Yang Tian-Xu lays on top of her, kissing every inch of her body as he feels her up. Slowly, as he lurked his hand down into her pants; and just as when his hand almost reaches into the inside of her pants. She held onto his hand, ”No! Don't President, and we shouldn't be doing this!” She cried.

However, he wanted her. He wants her now. He forced her hands down, untied his tie. He used it to tie her hands down. She struggles as she tries to break free. But how could he let her go? He pinned her down beneath him. He kissed her lips, and fondles her breast, then slowly reaching into her surfaces. He messed up her clothing and exposed her smooth, soft skins.

Wang Yi-An could only struggle, but she could never break free from his imprisonment. She cries for him to stop, but he chooses to ignore it. He was unable to control his body. His obsession with her had reached to this point. He could no longer stop himself.

He scrambles to get his pants undone with one hand. Wang Yi-An cry out, ”President Yang, please!” She struggles again, and again, but he was just too strong for her. His eyes were looking at her body as he removes bits of her clothes off. Then finally, he pulls off her pantie.

Disregarding her endless cries for help. Yang Tian-Xu was ready to insert himself inside her, and his roughness towards her made her cried out, ”President Yang, don't!” She cried as she continues her useless struggles to break free.