Mom was about to elaborate on the details when she suddenly let out a soft moan.
"Yes, Ms. Xia, the lighting and booth have been specially adjusted according to your requirements."
"Hmm… Remember, emphasize the product's quality." Mom bit her lip, trying to maintain a professional tone, "The flow of movement in the exhibition area should be smooth, so that customers can…"
At this moment, Wang Xiong had silently pressed himself against Mom's delicate body from behind, his hot breath spraying onto her smooth, white back. His hands gently caressed Mom's wet, silk-stockinged legs, starting from the back of her thighs and inch by inch upwards.
"Ms. Xia, are you alright?" a concerned voice came from the other end of the phone.
Mom's brows were tightly furrowed, and she could only bite her lip hard to keep from making any uncontrollable sounds. However, Wang Xiong's fingers had already slid down Mom's silk-stockinged legs to her crotch, his fingertips gently pressing against her vulva, which was covered in semen and vaginal fluid, through the soaked stockings.
Seeing that Xia Ling remained silent, the person on the other end of the phone tentatively asked, "Ms. Xia, Ms. Xia?"
"No...it's nothing, please continue." Xia Ling took a slight breath, trying to keep her voice steady.
Wang Xiong's lips curled into a sly smile. His fingertips tightened, repeatedly rubbing and teasing her tender vulva, which had just experienced an orgasm. The irresistible technique made her involuntarily clench her legs.
"The content on the LED screen has been finalized, the PPT is finalized, and the lighting on site is also..."
As the person on the other end spoke, Wang Xiong adjusted his position. He withdrew his hand, stood on tiptoe, and, supporting Xia Ling's silk-stockinged buttocks, slowly inserted his penis between her legs, rubbing it against her silk-stockinged thighs. The burning heat made Xia Ling tremble, and her legs involuntarily clenched even tighter.
"The lighting needs to be careful with the product..."
Xia Ling, enduring Wang Xiong's teasing, continued her phone call with her subordinate. However, her voice suddenly changed as Wang Xiong adjusted his position again, aiming his glans at her vulva and rubbing and probing through her stockings!
Wang Xiong thrust his body, whispering behind Xia Ling, "Sister Xia... your stockings are soaked. Making a phone call while I'm thrusting into you looks so erotic..."
Xia Ling tried to pull away, but Wang Xiong's penis pressed against her vulva, leaving her weak all over.
She forced herself to calm down and continued speaking into the phone in a CEO's tone, "Let me confirm the lighting effects again later. It must highlight the product's texture; it needs to make the customer's first impression..."
"Like Sister Xia now?" Wang Xiong suddenly interrupted, his penis rubbing against her as his hand suddenly squeezed Xia Ling's silky buttocks hard. "Wet and slippery, making one want to..."
"Mmm..."
Xia Ling couldn't help but let out another soft moan. Her legs began to weaken, forcing her to bend slightly and reach for the coffee table. However, this movement caused her body to lower involuntarily, her buttocks sticking up high, making it even easier for Wang Xiong to play with his penis!
"Ms. Xia, are you really alright? Are you feeling unwell?"
"I...I'm fine." Xia Ling, enduring Wang Xiong's increasingly brazen teasing, maintained a calm voice, though a slight tremor escaped her lips. "Continue with the arrangements for the scene."
Wang Xiong's fingers, through the soaked stockings, continued to tease her, his penis rubbing back and forth against her vulva. His other hand slid down her body to the front, gently kneading her soft, white breasts.
Feeling Xia Ling's body growing hotter and her breathing more rapid, Wang Xiong became even more excited.
"By the way, Ms. Xia, the business partner just called, saying they want to visit the company in half an hour..."
"I know, I'll be right there...um!"
Before Mom could finish speaking, Wang Xiong's sudden action interrupted her. His penis was pressed between her legs, rubbing against her through her soaked stockings. The thrusting motion aroused her desire once more, causing her to let out a soft moan.
"Sister Xia, arrange for me to be Shang Yan's assistant," Wang Xiong whispered behind Mom, his penis thrusting faster and faster. "Otherwise, I'll let the person on the other end of the phone hear firsthand how beautiful their noble CEO Xia's cries are during orgasm..."
Mom froze, and the next second, a gush of vaginal fluid gushed out, soaking through her stockings and splashing onto the floor.
"Pat-pat...pat-pat..."
On the other end of the phone, Xia Ling's subordinate seemed to sense something was wrong: "President Xia, President Xia, are you listening?"
"Yes...yes."
Wang Xiong's actions became increasingly aggressive. One hand caressed and kneaded Xia Ling's breasts from the front, while the other slid down the inside of her soaked, silk-stockinged legs, his fingertips forcefully rubbing her vulva through the stockings.
"Mmm...!" Xia Ling let out another uncontrollable moan.
The voice on the other end of the phone was even more surprised: "President Xia? President Xia?"
Wang Xiong had now reached Xia Ling's engorged clitoris through the stockings. While rubbing his penis against the inside of her silk-stockinged legs, he aimed his fingers at her vulva and thrust them in a little harder. Although the stockings obstructed the view, the stimulation was not diminished at all.
"Ah...it's okay..." Xia Ling tried to maintain a normal tone, but her breathing became increasingly rapid.
Wang Xiong kneaded Xia Ling's breasts with one hand, while his other hand teased her clitoris through her stockings. His actions became increasingly brazen, and his tone more threatening: "Sister Xia, transfer me to Shang Yan's side, understand?"
"Mmm..."
Xia Ling let out another soft cry, turning to glare at Wang Xiong, but under his teasing, she had no choice but to nod slightly, indicating her agreement to his request.
When she spoke on the phone again, her voice was tinged with a sob.
"If the guests arrive first, you should serve them first..."
With Xia Ling's tacit consent, Wang Xiong slowed his movements, his penis gradually withdrawing from between her legs, but his hands continued to roam restlessly over her body, one hand caressing her stockinged buttocks, the other gently kneading her breasts.
Xia Ling's body was completely limp; she could only lean back against Wang Xiong to maintain her balance.
"Okay, Ms. Xia, we'll continue preparing and wait for you to arrive."
The moment the phone hung up, Mom could no longer control her voice. Her eyes were unfocused, and her face flushed…
"Mmm… Ah!"
Her long, beautiful legs, encased in stockings, began to weaken, and she slowly slid down. Wang Xiong swiftly caught her waist, but deliberately pressed his fingertip hard against her sensitive vulva.