Reposting a tribute to two women who worked in insurance

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Thinking back on two women who worked in insurance—

maybe it's because I'm getting old, haha, I'm starting to reminisce. This time, I'm thinking of two women who worked in insurance.
I remember they were colleagues; we all knew each other. I met G first, around 2004, on QQ. We chatted for a long time. I learned she was 31, and surprisingly, she had a 10-year-old daughter. Talking to her filled me with sadness. She was from Hebei. After graduating high school, she got together with her ex-husband, quickly became pregnant, got married, and had a child. Later, she realized that that kind of childish love was basically just sex. The man had no ambition. Although he came to Beijing, he didn't want to work hard, so he chose to go back home to farm. She stayed, working hard on her own, raising her child alone. At the time, she even bought a house in a very remote area. She said it wasn't easy; the insurance business was tough, and it was hard to get married because most men her age wouldn't accept a 10-year-old child. So, she could only stay single, struggling and working hard. Actually, I hadn't met her yet at the time, but we got along quite well. We talked about sex, and she didn't shy away from it, but she wasn't enthusiastic either. According to her, she was already a neutral person, otherwise she wouldn't be able to live her life. Overall, she was a rather bold woman. She had her share of hardships and bitterness, but she was still quite magnanimous. Even when I teased her, she joked back, saying that if I was really that good, she would let me do it, but she would have to check the goods first. If they weren't good, it was better not to do it at all, otherwise she would feel uncomfortable being stuck in the middle.
Later, I did introduce a few clients to her, all of whom were my friends. They were already somewhat interested in insurance, so I acted as a matchmaker. She didn't hide anything from me, saying that she had earned more than 10,000 yuan and wanted to thank me properly. I asked her how she wanted to thank me, and she said anything was fine. I suggested having sex, but she said we hadn't even met, so why would we do that? It just so happened that it was almost time to get off work, so I chatted with her while carrying her on my back to her vicinity. Then I told her I was waiting for her. She seemed quite surprised and a little delighted. She asked me to wait a while and then came out after work.
A tall, mature woman in her early thirties, very thin, fair-skinned, with short, neat hair. She wasn't exactly beautiful, but possessed a cool, elegant air, quite charming and unique. What struck me most were her hands—long, slender fingers. I immediately wondered what it would feel like to use those hands to masturbate. I suggested we have dinner together since I was there, and have some fun. She declined, saying she wasn't prepared for the day, her child wasn't settled yet, and if we wanted to meet, we could meet during the day, since she had time then. Today, we could only walk together, and that was how it ended. Our first meeting was just accompanying her on Line 13 of the subway. On the way, I asked her why we were chatting, and whether other men had tried to talk to her or had ulterior motives. She didn't shy away from the question, frankly saying that women all hope to be liked by men, but they don't like those who are too explicit or vulgar. I'm not that unpleasant, not vulgar at all. Although we talk about romantic things, I also have serious matters to discuss and can help her with things (she was renovating, and I gave her a lot of advice), so she was willing to talk to me and didn't avoid communicating with me.
Later, I can't remember exactly, probably because I was away on a business trip. I didn't see her again until May or June. She was already wearing skirts, but I'm sure we flirted quite a bit during that time. Anyway, we met for dinner and then went to a hotel. She was very fair-skinned, even unhealthy-looking, very thin, with small breasts but long legs. She was very skilled with her mouth, almost frantically sucking. Her moans weren't loud, but she was very into it, and she responded every time I penetrated her. She climaxed slowly. Even when I was at my best, I wasn't sure I could bring her to orgasm. After our first meeting, she just said she didn't have an orgasm and that we should have more foreplay next time. So, the second time we met, there was more foreplay, and I changed my usual rough approach, playing with her slowly for a while before penetrating her. This time, she climaxed, in her favorite position—she actually preferred sitting on me and moving herself. Her orgasmic reaction was also very interesting; her vagina definitely contracted, and she screamed during her orgasm, as if she were a completely different person. Later, she actually cried. She said she wasn't like this before, but after the divorce, she gradually became more masculine. When she felt like it, she would masturbate, and after a while, it seemed she had forgotten how to have sex.
We met about eight or nine times, I really can't remember. Then she left Beijing, very suddenly. Actually, I knew the reason behind it. One of her junior high school classmates, I think, immigrated to New Zealand, but he kept pursuing her. At first, she told me, but I didn't pay much attention, until one day, she told me, "Let's meet one last time." Her classmate was coming back, and she wouldn't see me anymore; her classmate was taking her and her daughter away. That time, we stayed from morning until night, and I think we had sex four times that day. She was unusually, very frantically sucking my penis, saying she wanted to remember the taste, and that she would never see me again. Anyway, the atmosphere was quite tense, and in the end, I ejaculated into her mouth. Then, we never contacted each other again. Her QQ account was blocked, and her phone number was quickly deactivated. Sigh, I wish her well!

K, a Beijing native, was G's colleague and an insurance agent, as far as I remember. I think G recommended her to me when I inquired about insurance for my child. We never really talked much, but I always felt K was different from G. It seemed like she only talked to me to sell insurance. She would introduce her services after only a few words, which didn't leave a good impression. After G left, K would still occasionally talk to me, mostly about G or insurance. Later, my son was born, and she saw my messages on QQ and contacted me again, asking me to get insurance for my child. She became much more proactive and we communicated more, but I wasn't interested. Then one day, she contacted me again and actually asked if I had slept with G. I asked her why she asked that, and she said that since I answered that way, I must have slept with G. I didn't deny it and asked her, "It was consensual, so what?" She said it was nothing, and then said that G had apparently slept with their supervisor as well.
I was disgusted by K's words, so I confronted her, asking, "You haven't slept with clients?" Her answer was quite unexpected. She said the client didn't like her because she was too old. I asked her age, but she wouldn't tell me, saying that once I knew her age, I wouldn't be interested in her anymore. Damn, I wasn't interested to begin with, so why did it seem like I was the one drooling over her? People are strange like that. Her comment actually amused me, so I started flirting with her, saying I wanted to see her and sleep with her too. Her reaction was unexpected again. She said, "See, I told you you'd slept together, otherwise why would I use the word 'too'?" Oh well, whatever, let's go.
It was lunchtime again, and she arrived. She was 45, a very fair-skinned woman, not very tall, slightly plump, with good skin, but wrinkles around her eyes, short hair, and I was struck by how much gray hair she had. When I asked her why she had so much gray hair, she started complaining about the pressure at home, how useless her husband was, and how disobedient her daughter was. Later, probably realizing I wasn't interested, she stopped talking, but asked me if I thought she was old. Actually, she doesn't look old at all; she's just a very typical mature woman.
Then, we went to a hotel. The funny thing is, once we got there, she started acting all ladylike, saying she'd never done this with a man other than her husband. Ugh, what's the point of saying that at this point? I ignored her and just stuffed my penis into her mouth. She wasn't very good at blowjobs, but she seemed eager to learn. We kissed for a long time, then I grabbed her head and started fucking her mouth until my penis was rock hard. Then I pulled down her pants and penetrated her, without even taking off her clothes, haha. Her breasts were well-proportioned, and she was almost hairless down there, practically a bald woman, which greatly aroused my interest and made me incredibly energetic. This caused trouble. She felt like I was bullying her. At first, she made very soft noises, but as I thrust, her moans gradually intensified, until I had to stop her from making noises. Although she was older, she was incredibly flexible. I practically folded her up and pressed her into the mattress while I fucked her. Anyway, I didn't care about being gentle; fucking a mature woman requires a bit of violence. Finally, I ejaculated hard inside her. She went limp, paralyzed for a while before finally coming to her senses. Without saying a word, she went to wash up. After washing, she came out fully dressed, while I was still naked. I asked her what she wanted to do, and she asked me what else she wanted to do. What else? To fuck her. I didn't hold back, stripped her naked, pinned her against the headboard, and shoved my penis into her mouth. She mumbled that I hadn't washed while giving me oral sex. This time it was a similar folding motion, only this time I penetrated from behind. While penetrating her, I asked her if I was better than her husband. She said her husband was better. Damn, if her husband was better, why did she come to me? Stubborn to the end, then I'll fuck her hard. I asked again, and she said I had more tricks up my sleeve and liked to put it in her mouth. Still not convinced? I'll fuck her again. I asked again, and she said, "Go easy, it feels like I'm hitting the inside. I'm better, her husband is basically unable to get hard anymore." I asked again, and she actually said, "You're better than all of them." HOHO, this is serious! Let's continue the interrogation. She said, haltingly, that she had slept with two men before marriage, who were her boyfriends at the time. After marriage, she had slept with three men: a distant relative of her husband (I remember this one very clearly), her boss (not from an insurance company), and some kind of doctor who treated her for some illness. Ah, these women, once they're confused by sex, they confess to everything. But later, once they got dressed, they denied everything, haha.
I slept with this woman three times. The last two times, she talked to me about insurance while we were having sex. Unfortunately, I never actually handled the insurance; my mother-in-law paid for it, so she handled it. When I told her I wouldn't buy insurance from her, that was the end of that story. I understand. So she blocked me on QQ, and I never called her again.

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