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Emily White’s illustrated erotic universe thrives on contrasts — the ordinary and the extraordinary, the familiar and the thrillingly uncertain, the daily routine pierced by a sudden rush of emotion. Her stories illuminate the small, delicate moments that turn two people toward each other with renewed hunger. In Sex with the Accounting Man, romance and nostalgia intertwine during a company celebration where a couple revisits the spark that first brought them together. Amid the hum of music and soft lighting, the protagonist notices her partner across the room: shoulders tense, eyes searching, desire mingled with vulnerability. A visual moment catches the breath — his hand reaching for hers with unsteady urgency, the hallway lights blurring behind them as they leave the party, their steps synchronized in a familiar rhythm that promises rediscovery. The night becomes a quiet sanctuary where love, longing, and memory melt into one. Some nights remind you why you chose each other in the first place.
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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2025
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Sex with the Accounting Man
Sexy Stories for Adults with Erotic Manga Images
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Emily White
Imprint
© 2025 Emily White
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Table of Contents
Imprint
Table of Contents
Introduction
The Accounting Man
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Thank You!
Introduction
Welcome to a captivating journey where my enthralling stories seamlessly intertwine with enchanting illustrations that redefine the very essence of desire in the world of hentai erotica.
Within the secret pages of these forbidden tales, I invite you to immerse yourself in a fiery universe of unrestrained passion. Every word is a whispered moan, and each illustration is a visual embrace that transforms the realms of fantasy into tangible reality.
This collection is not for the faint of heart. It's a bold manifesto, an invitation urging you to delve into the dark depths of lust, where pleasure is painted with audacious strokes and details that promise to quicken the rhythm of your heart. The illustrations are provocative gateways, guiding you into sensual dimensions where every hidden desire finds its expression without remorse.
Are you ready to plunge into a whirlwind of seduction and temptation, where the pages themselves transform into a stage for your most secret fantasies? Allow yourself to be carried away into a realm where sin transforms into art, and art seamlessly merges harmoniously with the ecstasy of desire.
Lift the cover and prepare for an experience ignited by the flame of passion. This is not just another collection; it's your exclusive ticket to the boldest manifestations of anime eros, written masterfully by me, Emily White.
The Accounting Man
Chapter 1
I reluctantly enter the hall that M&M Company, where I work, has rented to celebrate the eve of its anniversary. There's always a party for the employees the day before the gala for the top brass, the press, and other suck-ups, and I don't like going to either.
It's one of those rare Saturdays when I don't work. That Saturday to wake up late and stay in my pajamas all day with my hair uncombed, eating junk food, watching movies and series on my hot blond's bare chest, or just having a cup of coffee accompanied by a good book.
However, my blond doesn't share the same desire as me, insisting on coming to this boring party every year. He says that the company is only doing its duty by spending money for him to have a little fun after putting up with the owner every day for over nine years. Besides, it was at one of these company parties that we had sex for the first time. In a way, it's special, so do as you wish and I'll come.
I remember that Saturday we drank a lot, like a lot, before he offered to take me home in a taxi, of course, because neither of us was in any condition to drive.
It wasn't the first time he had offered me a ride, and I always knew that the day I accepted, we would end up in my bed, so I turned down his previous invitations with great difficulty because he really is very easy on the eyes, imagine touching him, it would be too much for my poor sanity. Sure enough, I became addicted to his body, to the taste of his mouth. I fell in love with him.
I still remember his smile when I said
I love you for the first time. And just like the first day I saw him, my heart raced and almost stopped when Taylor confessed he felt the same way.
I look for him among the crowd and see him alone in a corner drinking. I was about ten minutes late and he already seems drunk and in a bad mood. I suggested we go together, but he said he needed to talk to Mike and went ahead without me.
We've been living together for a year and a half now, and I never thought I'd say this, but I'm loving our routine as a couple, despite the daily flaws.
Taylor, even though he is the way he is, with his easy smile and flirtatious manner that seems to flirt with all women all the time, makes me feel loved and that I can trust him and his fidelity.
I wave to my man, who comes straight toward me and hugs me tightly. He kisses me several times and seems drunker than usual. He always says that drinking is the main thing that can cause damage to the company. Taylor, Johan—the company driver—and Mike—one of the office security guards—always bet on who can drink the most, and they hardly ever get drunk from it. The only one who loses with this bet is the boss.
"I can't believe you're already drunk,"
I complain while still in his embrace, as he insists on not letting me go. He seems afraid of losing me.
Taylor hasn't said a word yet, and his breath is already making me drunk.
"Honey... let's go."
"Why? I just got here, it took me hours to get ready, I bought a dress just for this and you..."
"Let's go, please, Sab."
He rubs his eyes, trying to focus on me, but it seems to be in vain. "I'm not well!"
