Traveling to China on business with a married woman

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Once, the company needed me to go to China to discuss business. My department head decided to have me and another female colleague as my translators. I told her that I was going to Nanjing, and to my surprise, she was very happy to hear that. She said that she had never been to Nanjing before. Of course, I would not refuse. With such a beautiful woman by my side, I believe that any normal man would have the same reaction as me when he saw this married woman from Sichuan.
Before she left, her husband took her to the airport and repeatedly told me to take good care of his wife. Little did I know that my act of taking care of her would lead him to take his beautiful wife into his arms and make her my possession.
It takes more than eight hours to fly from Nanjing to there and then take a train. There were only three of us, including the driver. She was a young and beautiful woman who had not yet given birth. Having experienced the glitz and glamour of the city, she had a cheerful personality and spoke with grace and poise.
Her presence was what brought life to the otherwise mundane journey. Even the experienced driver couldn't resist peeking at her in the rearview mirror. For our safety, I angrily slammed the mirror aside, and he sheepishly complied. We sat in the back seat, with her very close to me. Although I casually glanced out the window, I could smell her fragrant, intoxicating scent. I felt a surge of desire, a urge to wrap my arms around her waist and kiss her passionately. But reason told me she was someone else's wife!
We traveled in silence until evening before arriving at our destination. We checked into a hotel that the company had arranged in advance. That evening, the other company hosted a dinner party. Because of the drinking involved, the driver, who couldn't hold his liquor, only ate a little and went back to his room to rest early. She, however, diligently shielded me from the drinks, making the hosts quite envious. They even treated her as my confidante. We smiled at each other without explaining anything, nor was there any need to. She stayed with me until the end of the meal, and everyone remained silent in the elevator as we escorted her to her room.
She smiled and said, "Come in and sit for a while!" I gazed at her alluring little mouth and followed her involuntarily. We sat on the sofa, and she sat on the other side. Her sleeveless mini-dress was very short, and her two snow-white legs were incredibly arousing. She didn't speak, and I didn't know what to say either. Facing this woman of my dreams, I was speechless; her smile was simply too captivating. Nervousness made me uneasy, and my words became incoherent. She was so tempting, so alluring. Her lips—I especially loved her pretty red lips—and her full breasts, almost spilling out from under her sleeveless dress.
Actually, the most despicable thing is to steal from someone else's wife, but I had ulterior motives towards her because she truly could make any man infatuated. To break the ice, I casually said, "Nanjing is a nice place. Where are you planning to go tomorrow? I'll have the driver take you." She smiled at me, but I was a little at a loss. "Xiao Yan!" (I called her that after her husband). "Go ahead!" She seemed to see right through me.
"Xiao Yan!" I'm so useless, I'm like an idiot, all I know is to call her name. She looked at me tenderly, patted the sofa to signal me to sit down. Fueled by the alcohol, and having had that leisurely time together in the car that afternoon, I became much bolder without realizing it. Almost out of control, I sat down next to her, hesitant to speak.
"What do you want to say? Just say it!" She was even calmer than I was.
"You're so beautiful!" I said, risking a slap, "I really like you, Xiao Yan!" But she didn't seem angry; she just lowered her head. I noticed she blushed slightly; after all, she was someone else's wife!
At that moment, she probably didn't know how to answer me, but she didn't refuse. I mustered up my courage and pounced on her, and she actually gave in. I was so nervous that I trembled. Even though she was someone else's wife, alcohol and lust had overshadowed everything.
I gently lifted her fragrant cheek, gazing at her slightly closed lips. I could no longer resist. I gently covered her alluring red lips with my own, kissing her. She only slightly pulled away before closing her eyes. Excited, I first moistened her lips with my tongue, then gently pried them open. As I slipped my tongue into her mouth, she couldn't help but make a sound. I could feel her trembling slightly, so I further licked her tongue slowly with the tip of my tongue. Her breathing became louder, and soon our tongues were intertwined. She obediently leaned into my arms, both of us immersed in excitement and pleasure. I greedily sucked on her fragrant tongue, while my lower body gradually hardened.
At this moment, my hands began to involuntarily caress her breasts. Without any resistance, I quickly fondled Haiyan's full breasts. Beneath the thin gauze, they were so full and perky, even more perfect than I had imagined. I pressed my advantage, reaching for her private parts. She trembled slightly, her whole body going limp in my arms. I knew she was aroused, so I lifted her skirt and slipped my hand inside her panties.
What I touched was smooth skin with only a few hairs. It turned out she was a completely different breed from my wife. Curious, I pulled down her panties and saw that unlike my wife, whose skin was dark and oily, even the cleft was covered, requiring me to part the pubic hair to see her vaginal opening. But hers only had a few sparse pubic hairs on her vulva, the rest of her body was completely bare. If I just slightly parted her legs, I could see all her internal organs.
At this point, my reason was completely overwhelmed by a flood of passion. I no longer cared whose wife she was. I quickly placed her on the sofa, gently touching her vulva, lightly tugging at her sparse pubic hair, and gently rubbing her clitoris, making her tremble all over. I couldn't wait any longer, so I picked her up and we both fell onto the bed. I took off her clothes and looked at her naked, somewhat shy figure. I couldn't wait any longer. I quickly took off my own clothes, climbed on top of her, and began to move, kissing her and caressing her entire body. Later, I inserted my fingers into her vagina, touching her pubic hair, labia, clitoris, and vaginal opening to my heart's content, making her roll around in agony. Her juices were already flowing out incessantly.
I knelt on the floor and reached for her genitals, inserting two fingers into her vagina. Her moans became even more unrestrained. I lowered my head between her legs and began kissing her vulva. This time, her moans grew louder and louder, and she gripped the headboard tightly with both hands. She spread her legs wider, allowing my tongue more freedom of movement. After a while, she clamped my head tightly between her legs, and her body began to writhe… Suddenly, she got off the bed, untied her hair, and let it fall loose. She looked at me lustfully and told me to lie still. Before I knew it, she had taken my penis into her mouth. Heaven knows how engorged I was that day. She simply opened her mouth and licked my genitals with her tongue. Her submissive service almost suffocated me.
She opened her mouth wide and sucked on my glans, gently biting it with her teeth, then licking it with her tongue before inserting it deep into her throat. She continuously stroked my penis and anus with her fingertips, sucking on my shaft and letting it rub against her face. Then she slowly sat on my lap with her legs apart, grasping my erect penis with her hand and beginning to stroke it again. I closed my eyes, intoxicated by this indescribable stimulation. I had a feeling, a constant urge to have my penis enveloped in something, a feeling that grew stronger and stronger. I involuntarily began to wriggle, hoping to alleviate some of the tingling sensation.
Suddenly, I felt a heat on my glans and opened my eyes. She was slowly sitting down, her lower body sinking in! I was enveloped in a slippery wetness, the tingling sensation intensifying. I lifted my hips, wanting my penis completely enveloped in this wetness. But she lifted up as well, and I was pulled away from the warmth and slipperiness. When I stopped, the hot, slippery sensation enveloped me again. For the first time, I felt burning with desire, for the first time, I truly experienced what seduction was! Just as I was becoming unbearably aroused, she suddenly sat down, and I felt as if I had entered a volcano. The hot, tight, and sticky sensation was something I had never experienced with any other woman.
She began to slowly sway on top, her body rising and falling, her breasts bouncing. I felt as if a warm, wet hand was pushing me deeper into her, and I groaned softly! She began to moan wildly, as if in a state of self-intoxication! I had no idea what she was saying; I only saw her movements becoming more and more exaggerated, her slender waist swaying, thrusting back and forth. Her hands pressed against my chest, she half-crouched on top of me, her breasts swaying back and forth with her movements, and I couldn't help but grab her breasts, kneading them hard. It seemed she no longer felt the pain, instead increasing the intensity of her movements. I felt as if her opening was contracting, as if an even softer, warmer hand was tightly gripping me, relentlessly teasing me.
Seeing that the moment of climax was almost here, I flipped her over and thrust my hot, hard penis directly into her. She let out a soft moan, "Ah!" In her eyes and brows, I sensed a feeling of fullness and intense satisfaction. I thrust forward forcefully, and her small mouth opened. A soft moan, each one captivating, escaped her lips. I casually kissed her lips, while my penis continued to move back and forth. Her virgin vagina tightly enveloped me, and I could feel something soft rubbing against the head of my penis inside—I guessed it was her cervix!
All I could hear were her moans mingling with the sounds of our bodies thrusting in and out, creating a beautiful melody. Suddenly, I slowed my thrusts, lowered my head, and took her nipple into my mouth, sucking on it gently and forcefully. She seemed to become even more aroused, writhing wildly, her hips swaying rapidly in rhythm with my movements.
I curled her legs up, her toes pressed against my chest, and thrust in and out repeatedly. Her eyes were tightly closed, her hair disheveled, and her loud moans had subsided, replaced by soft whimpers. Suddenly, her legs arched sharply towards her chest, and I increased the force in response, thrusting deeply dozens of times. Her eyes were glazed, and her hands gripped the ends of the pillow tightly.
I pulled my penis out and quickly put it in her mouth. She didn't resist, so I quickly stroked it up and down, repeatedly thrusting it deeply into her mouth. Soon, white fluid began to flow from the corners of her lips… We both reached orgasm in silence. Exhausted, I rolled off, panting heavily, and awkwardly looked at her, saying, "I'm sorry, Xiaoyan, I drank too much."
She lightly hit me and said playfully, "Hmm? You're so bad! You dare to sleep with other people's wives, and you're making excuses after you've done it. You've done it, but I'm still your subordinate. You'd better take good care of me when you go back to Hong Kong!"
"Definitely! Definitely!"
She pouted and smiled faintly, "Yours is bigger and thicker than my husband's! It makes me feel so good."
"Your hole is tighter than my wife's, so wonderful and pleasurable!" The two of them laughed heartily. After a short rest, I mounted her again, drew my spear and thrust, and we fought again, once more indulging in passionate lovemaking.
That night we made love twice. To avoid arousing the driver's suspicion, I didn't stay overnight at her place; I went back to my room as soon as we were done. During my three days in Nanjing, I enjoyed the company of that beautiful married woman every night. Those three days were unforgettable. Back in Hong Kong, we maintained the same superior-subordinate distance as before, as if nothing had happened between us. But I viewed everything that happened in Nanjing as an interlude in my life; a beautiful memory…

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