A wonderful experience in my life

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Back then, I had just graduated from university and was assigned to an internship at a company. I majored in computer science, but I didn't really use it much there. I just spent my days playing around, fixing any broken machines or printers, and printing documents that were running out of time.

Besides two older women, everyone else at the company was a girl around my age. I was only 22 then, and frankly, my figure attracted a lot of attention on my first day. The older women would often joke with me, asking if I had a girlfriend and offering to introduce me to someone. I was embarrassed. I already had a girlfriend then; she had been assigned to an internship in another city after graduation and only came back once a month. I had more freedom. The older women said I had high standards; those girls were quite pretty, prettier than my girlfriend. You might ask why I didn't find someone here? Well, that's life.

Maybe I felt guilty after being with my girlfriend for so long. Days passed, and I was quite happy working with them. Life was uneventful until one day, someone entered my life.

That afternoon, I was playing games when the director came in, followed by a girl named Juan. She was quite pretty, the kind of petite girl you'd want to cherish. I couldn't help but glance at her a few more times. She was also looking around, and when our eyes met, we smiled at each other, which was how we recognized each other. For the next week, we got along well. I'm a rather introverted person, and we didn't exchange a single word all week except for the first greeting each day at work. Haha, I don't know, personality is innate, and... My close friends all say I'm outgoing and easy to talk to, but I don't talk much to people I'm not very familiar with. One day, as we were leaving get off work, the supervisor brought in a huge pile of stuff and said, "Who's free to print this out tonight? I need it urgently tomorrow morning." No one spoke up, but Juan said, "I'll do it. I'm going home to watch TV anyway." I thought, "Thank goodness I'm not going home, haha, I can go home and play again." Then the supervisor said, "Xiao Su, could you help out tonight too? The printer's been acting up lately, and if it doesn't print tonight, it'll be a disaster." Wow, I was totally stunned. I really wanted to yell, "I'll give you a piece of my mind!" "I didn't dare leave like that. After all my colleagues had left, it was just the two of us in the office. I could hear the keyboard clicking away. Neither of us said a word. She was typing, and I was playing a game. Haha, I wasn't in a hurry anyway. I'm a guy with good stamina; I used to stay up all night online." After a while, the keyboard noise stopped. I looked up and saw Juan standing next to me with a box of cookies in her hand. She said, "Have some cookies. It'll be a while." I casually replied, "No, I'm not hungry. Just looking at you is enough to make me hungry. Why would I want to eat this?" That made Juan laugh for a long time. The atmosphere between us became much more lively after that, and we started chatting. We hadn't talked much for so many days, but once we started, we couldn't stop. Just then, Juan dropped the biscuits in her hand and bent down to pick them up. Oh dear, I didn't mean to. It was summer, and we weren't wearing many clothes, so in just a moment, I saw two obvious white half-shapes inside her collar. A few seconds later, Juan looked up and saw my gaze. My face turned red instantly. She seemed to have noticed something too and said, "I'm going to get something. It's getting late." She pulled her clothes up as she walked away. My heart was pounding. We didn't say much for the next few hours. Juan joked, "Xiao Su, you're not asleep, are you?" Who would be asleep? At that point, I wasn't in the mood to play games anymore. My mind was wandering. Young people, what doesn't wander? Hehe.

Around 1 a.m., Juan said, "Let's go, it's all done." She then left through the door. Because it was dark and the stairwell lights were broken, we were very careful going down. There were only three floors, and I knew the layout of each one. Juan walked beside me, and I said, "Slow down." She didn't reply and kept walking. Then I heard a cry of surprise. I took a step forward, reached out, grabbed her arm with one hand, and unintentionally placed my other hand on her chest. I felt like I'd been electrocuted; my whole body trembled. I've never touched any other woman in my life except my girlfriend. I don't know what Juan was thinking at that moment. Later, at the door, everyone seemed embarrassed and hurriedly left. I wanted to offer to take her home, but I was too shy. We said goodbye and went home. After returning home, I couldn't sleep. Juan's image kept flashing through my mind, that feeling, that softness. I spent the whole night fantasizing about holding her in my hands. Sigh, what could I do? My girlfriend wasn't with me.

The next morning, when we arrived at work, the older woman joked about us, saying things like, "You two were together yesterday, did anything go wrong?" Everyone joined in the teasing. I quickly replied, "I'm still a naive young man, older women, please don't make fun of me." Time passed, and we had a lot of fun together. We'd chat at work when we had free time. Until one day, I learned everything about Juan. All I knew was that her name was Juan, and that she was three years older than me; I hadn't asked her anything else. One day, I arrived very early, before Juan arrived. I overheard the older woman and a few young women chatting, saying... "Come out and do something," I said, walking over to ask what fun things were going on this morning. Sister Wang said she had only just found out herself. Although Juan was 24, she had been married for over two years. It was hard to believe. I was shocked and completely stunned. No way, fuck! How could this be? It didn't seem right. Had I misheard? I lost all my energy at work, feeling like something was missing. I looked at Juan, but she didn't seem to say anything. A month later, Juan invited us to her house for a visit. I had no interest in that. Back then, I would never have dared to have anything going on with a married woman. I simply didn't even consider that possibility.

The next day, everyone arrived at Juan's house early in the morning. It was a small house of about 70 square meters, not big but very clean and comfortable to look at (this was also a place I would often visit afterward). I saw a wedding photo on a double bed and asked Juan, "Is this your husband?" My colleagues all gathered around to look. I looked at the photo and Juan looked really beautiful, while the man could only be described as ordinary. I casually said, "You two are so happy," and everyone laughed it off. I sensed that Juan's smile was a little unnatural. Afterward, everyone busied themselves preparing lunch. After lunch, we went to the park together for the afternoon, which was really fun. I sensed that Juan wasn't as happy as others. That night, after washing up and getting into bed, the phone rang. I was thrilled to see Juan answering. She asked if I'd disturbed her rest, and I quickly replied that I hadn't and wasn't asleep yet. We chatted for over three hours that night, and I learned everything about Juan. Her family had been doing well, but then her father fell seriously ill. After half a year of treatment without improvement, they had spent a lot of money. The family, which had been relatively well-off, was now in debt to relatives and friends. Finally, the doctor said she needed major surgery, which would cost 2... Over 100,000 yuan was an impossible sum for her family at the time, and they were very anxious. Then someone proposed marriage, offering a 300,000 yuan deposit if Juan agreed to marry his son, who was now Juan's father-in-law and a well-connected local figure. Juan vehemently refused, but finally, persuaded by her mother, she agreed. After the marriage, she was far from happy. Her husband was an idle man; things were alright for the first two or three months, but later he spent all his time playing around, eating and drinking with friends at home. Juan couldn't stand it anymore and said a few words, and he beat her. It broke my heart to hear that. Later, such incidents happened frequently. Her in-laws also treated her badly. Her mother-in-law, seeing that she hadn't gotten pregnant for a year or two, was even more hostile towards her. Juan told me... They went for a checkup, and it turned out her husband had some issues, like low sperm count, and needed to take medication regularly to conceive. Initially, she hoped things would improve after having a child, but her husband often spent time with disreputable women and sometimes didn't come home. Over the past two years, she had gone back to her parents' home several times out of anger, only to be told to go back by her mother. So, this time, she told her family she didn't want to stay at home anymore and wanted to go out and find a job on her own. Her husband was thrilled that she was out there and couldn't be controlled, so she came here, more than 30 miles from home. She used to study here and was quite familiar with the area. I asked her why she was telling me all this, and she said she didn't have many friends here, but that I was honest and easy to talk to. Since that night, Juan and I have been talking about everything.

I learned from Juan that sometimes she would go back home once a month, or her husband would visit her once every one or two months. Each visit felt like business. By then, Juan and I were practically inseparable. Honestly, if I had wanted to be with her back then, I would have done it long ago, but I never dared to think about it. Later, she also said that our relationship was just natural. As we spent more time together, Juan and I grew closer. Every day, I would walk her home together after get off work, all without anyone knowing. We didn't talk much at work, and no one noticed. One time, my older sister won a big lottery prize and treated us to dinner. We all went, and that night we went out for karaoke. Everyone drank a lot, until after 1 a.m. When it was time to leave, my older sister asked me to take Juan home. I would have done it even if she hadn't asked. I remember it was drizzling that day. Juan sat behind me, and I felt her hand on my waist. It was dark, and the road was difficult to walk on. Her house was in the suburbs, and Juan's hand involuntarily tightened around me. We didn't say a word the whole way. When we got to the door, I said I was leaving. Juan paused and said, "Why don't you come up and sit for a bit?" Her face was covered in rain. I said, "No, it's getting late." Damn, I really wanted to go up, but I was also afraid. Sigh, men... At first, I was all talk and no action, maybe that's how I was. Maybe I was scared back then. I was alone, but she had a family, and I was afraid of dragging her down. I drove off, cursing myself for being useless the whole way. Such a good opportunity, oh well. Just then, my phone rang. It was Juan calling, asking if I was home yet. I joked that I wasn't, just downstairs having a smoke and then leaving. Juan heard me and said, "I can't see you." I said, "Don't come down, I'm on my way." Just then, I heard Juan coming downstairs, and I quickly said, "Don't come down, I was just joking, I'm on my way, I'm coming to your place." I rushed to Juan's door. The door was open, and Juan, wearing a pink nightgown, came out holding a freshly washed towel. She said, "Hurry up and wash your face; it's covered in raindrops." I took the towel and washed my face. Juan closed the door. At that moment, I knew something was definitely going to happen between us. Seeing Juan dressed so scantily in front of me for the first time, my penis involuntarily hardened. I pulled my clothes down a bit, and Juan didn't notice anything. Then she said, "Change your wet clothes and go wash them. I'll get you some clothes to change into." I said, "It's okay, it's so late, I can just go home and wash." Juan said, "It's so late, why don't you sleep here? There are two rooms; you can sleep in one." This is how things gradually progressed for me. However, I was conflicted at the time. Later, I thought too much. Damn it, I don't want to think about it anymore. It's annoying. I'll just go for it. I took a shower, thinking as I showered. My penis remained erect throughout the shower. Don't laugh, everyone; any man would be thinking like this at that moment, unless he's a pervert.

After showering, I came out and saw Juan sitting in the living room peeling an apple. She handed me the apple and said, "I'm going to bed now. Turn off the living room light when you go to sleep." She went into her room, closing the door, but leaving it ajar.

I sat there eating the apple, lost in thought. I could see the light from outside—a small pink light. I ate the apple for about twenty minutes, constantly thinking about what to do after I finished. Sleep?

Looking back, I was so silly. It was obvious! Haha, so naive. After finishing the apple, I went to her room, closed the door, and lay on the bed, thinking, but I just couldn't sleep. I wanted to go to the next room, but I was too embarrassed, afraid Juan would wake me up. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell at a glance that I hadn't noticed anything. I lay there for over half an hour, then heard a rustling sound from the bed next door, followed by footsteps. My door opened, and Juan stood in the doorway. I asked, somewhat excited and anxious, what was wrong. Juan seemed a little nervous too, stammering, "I was just wondering if there are any mosquitoes here." I said, "It's okay, maybe one or two, they won't kill me." Juan said, "Wait a minute," and left, bringing me an electric mosquito repellent to plug in. At that moment, I noticed that Juan's pajamas seemed a little transparent. Through the pink pajamas, I could vaguely see her breasts, round and firm. When she turned around, I saw that there were no straps in the back, and she wasn't wearing a bra. I really wanted to jump off the bed and hug her. But then Juan said, "It's okay, now there won't be any mosquitoes biting you." Watching her go back to her room, I really regretted it. I wanted to slap myself twice, but now I didn't. Lying in bed, all I could think about was Juan's body, and my penis was constantly hard. I drifted off to sleep, feeling dizzy.

The next morning, while I was still asleep, Juan suddenly knelt on the floor beside me, looking at me. I was startled and said, "Aren't you cold? It's a bit chilly this morning. Don't catch a cold." Juan stood up, and I could see two red spots on her breasts through her pajamas. Juan glanced at me and then jumped onto the bed, saying, "I'll sleep next to you so I won't get cold." We lay there, talking as we slept. As I was talking, my mind started wandering, and I subconsciously shifted slightly to the side. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, we made physical contact for the first time, and neither of us moved away. We continued talking, and then I felt Juan's foot brush against my hard penis, intentionally or unintentionally. Ugh, at that moment, my head was spinning, and I couldn't hold back anymore. What normal man could resist after a whole day? I said, "Let's sleep side by side," and lay down next to Juan. I felt Juan's body lean closer, her breasts... She touched my arm, and I grabbed her and kissed her passionately, my hands roaming over her body. We didn't say a word. Juan's breathing was rapid. My hand lingered on her breasts, moving slowly. I propped myself up and pulled off her nightgown with one hand. Juan's body was now fully exposed before me. I looked at Juan's breasts; they weren't too big or too small, and they weren't soft at all when I held them. I'd heard that married women's breasts would sag and soften, but Juan's hadn't changed at all. Her nipples were round and red in the center of her breasts, and they were a little hard. I kissed them and sucked hard, my hands roaming over her genitals. They were soft and wet down there. When I inserted my fingers a little, Juan let out a long moan. I couldn't take it anymore. I quickly took off my clothes and got on top of her. I hadn't done this many times before, and I didn't have much experience, except with my girlfriend. After I entered her... Juan raised her legs and placed her hands on my waist to cooperate with me. Maybe it was because I had been holding back all day, but I couldn't hold back after moving on Juan for only a few minutes. I went faster and faster. When Juan saw that I was about to come, she kissed me and said it was okay, I could just ejaculate inside.

I thrust violently a dozen more times and ejaculated. I ejaculated a lot. When I ejaculated, I could feel Juan's uterus contracting in waves, making my penis tighten and loosen inside. I felt like I ejaculated at least half a month's worth of fluid that time. It felt really good. Juan opened her eyes and looked at me. I said shyly, "You're so beautiful that I couldn't take it." Juan smiled and quickly stood up, squatted on the bed, and took some toilet paper from the bedside and put it down. At that time, I had just graduated from university and was assigned to an internship at a company. I majored in computer science, but I didn't use it much there. I just played around in the office every day. If a machine or printer broke down, I would fix it. If there was no time to print some documents, I would help print them.

Besides two older women, everyone else at my workplace was a young woman around my age. I was only 22 then, and frankly, my figure attracted a lot of attention on my first day. One of the older women would often joke with me, asking if I had a girlfriend and offering to introduce me to someone. I was always embarrassed. I already had a girlfriend then; she had been assigned to an internship in another city after graduation and only came back once a month. I had more freedom. The older women said I had high standards; those other young women were quite pretty, even prettier than my girlfriend. Haha, maybe you'll ask why I didn't find someone here? Well, that's life.

Perhaps it was because I felt guilty about being with my girlfriend for so long. Days passed, and I enjoyed working with them. Life was uneventful until one day, someone entered my life.

That afternoon, I was playing games when the director came in, followed by a girl named Juan. She was quite pretty, the kind of petite girl you'd want to cherish. I couldn't help but glance at her a few more times. She was also looking around, and when our eyes met, we smiled at each other, which was how we recognized each other. For the next week, we got along well. I'm a rather introverted person, and we didn't exchange a single word all week except for the first greeting each day at work. Haha, I don't know, personality is innate, and... My close friends all say I'm outgoing and easy to talk to, but I don't talk much to people I'm not very familiar with. One day, as we were leaving get off work, the supervisor brought in a huge pile of stuff and said, "Who's free to print this out tonight? I need it urgently tomorrow morning." No one spoke up, but Juan said, "I'll do it. I'm going home to watch TV anyway." I thought, "Thank goodness I'm not going home, haha, I can go home and play again." Then the supervisor said, "Xiao Su, could you help out tonight too? The printer's been acting up lately, and if it doesn't print tonight, it'll be a disaster." Wow, I was totally stunned. I really wanted to yell, "I'll give you a piece of my mind!" "I didn't dare leave like that. After all my colleagues had left, it was just the two of us in the office. I could hear the keyboard clicking away. Neither of us said a word. She was typing, and I was playing a game. Haha, I wasn't in a hurry anyway. I'm a guy with good stamina; I used to stay up all night online." After a while, the keyboard noise stopped. I looked up and saw Juan standing next to me with a box of cookies in her hand. She said, "Have some cookies. It'll be a while." I casually replied, "No, I'm not hungry. Just looking at you is enough to make me hungry. Why would I want to eat this?" That made Juan laugh for a long time. The atmosphere between us became much more lively after that, and we started chatting. We hadn't talked much for so many days, but once we started, we couldn't stop. Just then, Juan dropped the biscuits in her hand and bent down to pick them up. Oh dear, I didn't mean to. It was summer, and we weren't wearing many clothes, so in just a moment, I saw two obvious white half-shapes inside her collar. A few seconds later, Juan looked up and saw my gaze. My face turned red instantly. She seemed to have noticed something too and said, "I'm going to get something. It's getting late." She pulled her clothes up as she walked away. My heart was pounding. We didn't say much for the next few hours. Juan joked, "Xiao Su, you're not asleep, are you?" Who would be asleep? At that point, I wasn't in the mood to play games anymore. My mind was wandering. Young people, what doesn't wander? Hehe.

Around 1 a.m., Juan said, "Let's go, it's all done." She then left through the door. Because it was dark and the stairwell lights were broken, we were very careful going down. There were only three floors, and I knew the layout of each one. Juan walked beside me, and I said, "Slow down." She didn't reply and kept walking. Then I heard a cry of surprise. I took a step forward, reached out, grabbed her arm with one hand, and unintentionally placed my other hand on her chest. I felt like I'd been electrocuted; my whole body trembled. I've never touched any other woman in my life except my girlfriend. I don't know what Juan was thinking at that moment. Later, at the door, everyone seemed embarrassed and hurriedly left. I wanted to offer to take her home, but I was too shy. We said goodbye and went home. After returning home, I couldn't sleep. Juan's image kept flashing through my mind, that feeling, that softness. I spent the whole night fantasizing about holding her in my hands. Sigh, what could I do? My girlfriend wasn't with me.

The next morning, when we arrived at work, the older woman joked about us, saying things like, "You two were together yesterday, did anything go wrong?" Everyone joined in the teasing. I quickly replied, "I'm still a naive young man, older women, please don't make fun of me." Time passed, and we had a lot of fun together. We'd chat at work when we had free time. Until one day, I learned everything about Juan. All I knew was that her name was Juan, and that she was three years older than me; I hadn't asked her anything else. One day, I arrived very early, before Juan arrived. I overheard the older woman and a few young women chatting, saying... "Come out and do something," I said, walking over to ask what fun things were going on this morning. Sister Wang said she had only just found out herself. Although Juan was 24, she had been married for over two years. It was hard to believe. I was shocked and completely stunned. No way, fuck! How could this be? It didn't seem right. Had I misheard? I lost all my energy at work, feeling like something was missing. I looked at Juan, but she didn't seem to say anything. A month later, Juan invited us to her house for a visit. I had no interest in that. Back then, I would never have dared to have anything going on with a married woman. I simply didn't even consider that possibility.

The next day, everyone arrived at Juan's house early in the morning. It was a small house of about 70 square meters, not big but very clean and comfortable to look at (this was also a place I would often visit afterward). I saw a wedding photo on a double bed and asked Juan, "Is this your husband?" My colleagues all gathered around to look. I looked at the photo and Juan looked really beautiful, while the man could only be described as ordinary. I casually said, "You two are so happy," and everyone laughed it off. I sensed that Juan's smile was a little unnatural. Afterward, everyone busied themselves preparing lunch. After lunch, we went to the park together for the afternoon, which was really fun. I sensed that Juan wasn't as happy as others. That night, after washing up and getting into bed, the phone rang. I was thrilled to see Juan answering. She asked if I'd disturbed her rest, and I quickly replied that I hadn't and wasn't asleep yet. We chatted for over three hours that night, and I learned everything about Juan. Her family had been doing well, but then her father fell seriously ill. After half a year of treatment without improvement, they had spent a lot of money. The family, which had been relatively well-off, was now in debt to relatives and friends. Finally, the doctor said she needed major surgery, which would cost 2... Over 100,000 yuan was an impossible sum for her family at the time, and they were very anxious. Then someone proposed marriage, offering a 300,000 yuan deposit if Juan agreed to marry his son, who was now Juan's father-in-law and a well-connected local figure. Juan vehemently refused, but finally, persuaded by her mother, she agreed. After the marriage, she was far from happy. Her husband was an idle man; things were alright for the first two or three months, but later he spent all his time playing around, eating and drinking with friends at home. Juan couldn't stand it anymore and said a few words, and he beat her. It broke my heart to hear that. Later, such incidents happened frequently. Her in-laws also treated her badly. Her mother-in-law, seeing that she hadn't gotten pregnant for a year or two, was even more hostile towards her. Juan told me... They went for a checkup, and it turned out her husband had some issues, like low sperm count, and needed to take medication regularly to conceive. Initially, she hoped things would improve after having a child, but her husband often spent time with disreputable women and sometimes didn't come home. Over the past two years, she had gone back to her parents' home several times out of anger, only to be told to go back by her mother. So, this time, she told her family she didn't want to stay at home anymore and wanted to go out and find a job on her own. Her husband was thrilled that she was out there and couldn't be controlled, so she came here, more than 30 miles from home. She used to study here and was quite familiar with the area. I asked her why she was telling me all this, and she said she didn't have many friends here, but that I was honest and easy to talk to. Since that night, Juan and I have been talking about everything.

I learned from Juan that sometimes she would go back home once a month, or her husband would visit her once every one or two months. Each visit felt like business. By then, Juan and I were practically inseparable. Honestly, if I had wanted to be with her back then, I would have done it long ago, but I never dared to think about it. Later, she also said that our relationship was just natural. As we spent more time together, Juan and I grew closer. Every day, I would walk her home together after get off work, all without anyone knowing. We didn't talk much at work, and no one noticed. One time, my older sister won a big lottery prize and treated us to dinner. We all went, and that night we went out for karaoke. Everyone drank a lot, until after 1 a.m. When it was time to leave, my older sister asked me to take Juan home. I would have done it even if she hadn't asked. I remember it was drizzling that day. Juan sat behind me, and I felt her hand on my waist. It was dark, and the road was difficult to walk on. Her house was in the suburbs, and Juan's hand involuntarily tightened around me. We didn't say a word the whole way. When we got to the door, I said I was leaving. Juan paused and said, "Why don't you come up and sit for a bit?" Her face was covered in rain. I said, "No, it's getting late." Damn, I really wanted to go up, but I was also afraid. Sigh, men... At first, I was all talk and no action, maybe that's how I was. Maybe I was scared back then. I was alone, but she had a family, and I was afraid of dragging her down. I drove off, cursing myself for being useless the whole way. Such a good opportunity, oh well. Just then, my phone rang. It was Juan calling, asking if I was home yet. I joked that I wasn't, just downstairs having a smoke and then leaving. Juan heard me and said, "I can't see you." I said, "Don't come down, I'm on my way." Just then, I heard Juan coming downstairs, and I quickly said, "Don't come down, I was just joking, I'm on my way, I'm coming to your place." I rushed to Juan's door. The door was open, and Juan, wearing a pink nightgown, came out holding a freshly washed towel. She said, "Hurry up and wash your face; it's covered in raindrops." I took the towel and washed my face. Juan closed the door. At that moment, I knew something was definitely going to happen between us. Seeing Juan dressed so scantily in front of me for the first time, my penis involuntarily hardened. I pulled my clothes down a bit, and Juan didn't notice anything. Then she said, "Change your wet clothes and go wash them. I'll get you some clothes to change into." I said, "It's okay, it's so late, I can just go home and wash." Juan said, "It's so late, why don't you sleep here? There are two rooms; you can sleep in one." This is how things gradually progressed for me. However, I was conflicted at the time. Later, I thought too much. Damn it, I don't want to think about it anymore. It's annoying. I'll just go for it. I took a shower, thinking as I showered. My penis remained erect throughout the shower. Don't laugh, everyone; any man would be thinking like this at that moment, unless he's a pervert.

After showering, I came out and saw Juan sitting in the living room peeling an apple. She handed me the apple and said, "I'm going to bed now. Turn off the living room light when you go to sleep." She went into her room, closing the door, but leaving it ajar.

I sat there eating the apple, lost in thought. I could see the light from outside—a small pink light. I ate the apple for about twenty minutes, constantly thinking about what to do after I finished. Sleep?

Looking back, I was so silly. It was obvious! Haha, so naive. After finishing the apple, I went to her room, closed the door, and lay on the bed, thinking, but I just couldn't sleep. I wanted to go to the next room, but I was too embarrassed, afraid Juan would wake me up. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell at a glance that I hadn't noticed anything. I lay there for over half an hour, then heard a rustling sound from the bed next door, followed by footsteps. My door opened, and Juan stood in the doorway. I asked, somewhat excited and anxious, what was wrong. Juan seemed a little nervous too, stammering, "I was just wondering if there are any mosquitoes here." I said, "It's okay, maybe one or two, they won't kill me." Juan said, "Wait a minute," and left, bringing me an electric mosquito repellent to plug in. At that moment, I noticed that Juan's pajamas seemed a little transparent. Through the pink pajamas, I could vaguely see her breasts, round and firm. When she turned around, I saw that there were no straps in the back, and she wasn't wearing a bra. I really wanted to jump off the bed and hug her. But then Juan said, "It's okay, now there won't be any mosquitoes biting you." Watching her go back to her room, I really regretted it. I wanted to slap myself twice, but now I didn't. Lying in bed, all I could think about was Juan's body, and my penis was constantly hard. I drifted off to sleep, feeling dizzy.

The next morning, while I was still asleep, Juan suddenly knelt on the floor beside me, looking at me. I was startled and said, "Aren't you cold? It's a bit chilly this morning. Don't catch a cold." Juan stood up, and I could see two red spots on her breasts through her pajamas. Juan glanced at me and then jumped onto the bed, saying, "I'll sleep next to you so I won't get cold." We lay there, talking as we slept. As I was talking, my mind started wandering, and I subconsciously shifted slightly to the side. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, we made physical contact for the first time, and neither of us moved away. We continued talking, and then I felt Juan's foot brush against my hard penis, intentionally or unintentionally. Ugh, at that moment, my head was spinning, and I couldn't hold back anymore. What normal man could resist after a whole day? I said, "Let's sleep side by side," and lay down next to Juan. I felt Juan's body lean closer, her breasts... She touched my arm, and I grabbed her and kissed her passionately, my hands roaming over her body. We didn't say a word. Juan's breathing was rapid. My hand lingered on her breasts, moving slowly. I propped myself up and pulled off her nightgown with one hand. Juan's body was now fully exposed before me. I looked at Juan's breasts; they weren't too big or too small, and they weren't soft at all when I held them. I'd heard that married women's breasts would sag and soften, but Juan's hadn't changed at all. Her nipples were round and red in the center of her breasts, and they were a little hard. I kissed them and sucked hard, my hands roaming over her genitals. They were soft and wet down there. When I inserted my fingers a little, Juan let out a long moan. I couldn't take it anymore. I quickly took off my clothes and got on top of her. I hadn't done this many times before, and I didn't have much experience, except with my girlfriend. After I entered her... Juan raised her legs and placed her hands on my waist to cooperate with me. Perhaps because I had been holding back all day, I couldn't hold back after only a few minutes of moving on Juan. I went faster and faster. When Juan saw that I was about to come, she kissed me and said, "It's okay, just ejaculate inside."

I thrust violently a dozen more times and ejaculated. I ejaculated a lot. When I ejaculated, I could feel Juan's uterus contracting in waves, making my penis tighten and loosen inside. I felt like I ejaculated at least half a month's worth of semen that time. It felt really good. Juan opened her eyes and looked at me. I said shyly, "You're so beautiful, that's why I couldn't take it." Juan smiled and quickly stood up, squatted on the bed, and took some toilet paper from the bedside and put it down. I knew this was to let the semen flow out. I asked, "Will your husband come?"

Juan said no, he'd only been here a few days. I was so happy. Soon we lay down, my hands roaming over Juan's body, her small hands on my chest. Before long, my penis was hard again, and I went in. This time we made love for over 20 minutes. We were covered in sweat when we finished. Juan's vagina was really tight; I could feel it when I entered her. Honestly, mine isn't small. I asked Juan, "Why is it so tight down there?" She said, "Pah, how should I know?" I guessed it was because her husband hadn't done it enough, that's why she wasn't loose. Haha, anyway, we did it once, and the second time too. After resting for a bit, we both fell asleep. When I woke up, it was already past 1 PM. Juan asked if I was hungry, and I said I was, but I haven't eaten enough yet. As I said this, her hand went up to me again. Juan's little hand was on my body, and then it clearly moved down to my penis, slowly moving. It was the first time a woman had touched my penis. When I was with my girlfriend, I'd let her touch it, and she'd always been embarrassed to say I was indecent. Sigh, it was unbearable to have Juan hold it. Juan said in my arms, "Let me gently touch it for you." I'd only ever seen this in porn; I'd never even considered it with a girlfriend. Juan said her husband used to always want her to kiss him, but she always refused. I said, "Okay, I've never been kissed before." Juan slowly moved down, and I lay there watching. The first... I was so nervous! Just as I was thinking about it, I felt a bite from Juan. She gently touched my penis a few times, and I felt a little numb. A few minutes later, I felt her mouth on mine. I enjoyed it while watching her. Now that I think about it, Juan had never kissed anyone before, so her skills were just average. She was sucking and moving her mouth up and down, and I felt waves of pleasure coming my way. After about ten minutes, I couldn't take it anymore and shouted, "Juan, I can't take it anymore!" Juan seemed startled and didn't know what to do. She looked at me, and that's how I ejaculated again, all over the bed. I was a little embarrassed. Juan carefully wiped the semen off my penis with a tissue and then wiped the bed. Juan said, "You should rest for a bit. I'll go make you something to eat." I nodded. I went to another room. The bed there was much better than this one. I said to Juan, "This bed is better. How about we do it here next time?" The other bed was a bit noisy, haha.

Juan spat at me and took the sheets from the bed. I guess she went to wash them. I was really tired; I had done so much and was exhausted, so I fell asleep. When I woke up, it was already dark outside. Juan told me to hurry up and eat. She had made four dishes and a soup. Juan's cooking was really good and delicious. I hadn't eaten all day and ate a lot. Juan joked that I was still hungry after eating so much. I just chuckled. After dinner, I went home. Juan cried when I left, and I comforted her for a long time, saying I would miss her. When I got home, my mom asked me why I hadn't come home yesterday. I said that a colleague had treated me to dinner and I had drunk too much and had been carried home by a colleague. I had slept at his house all day. My mom didn't ask any more questions; she couldn't possibly have imagined that I was at a female colleague's house, haha.

That's how my relationship with Juan ended. We didn't talk much to each other as colleagues. Sometimes I think back to that time, I really had the urge to marry Juan. Juan also said she wouldn't ask me to take responsibility or anything; she wouldn't divorce her husband, and I didn't want to break up her family. Our relationship lasted almost a year. During that year, we got to know each other quite well. When her husband came, I'd slip away; when my girlfriend came back, she'd slip away too. No one noticed anything between us. My skills improved under Juan's guidance, and we were always very satisfied.

A few times were quite scary; thinking about it now still makes me a little scared. Once, we were making love, and just as I was about to ejaculate, someone knocked on the door. We both stopped, very nervous. They knocked for over a minute, and then the person outside left. It wasn't her husband. I was really startled. You can imagine what happened next—I went limp. Another time, a female colleague at work asked me, "I saw your car downstairs at Juan's place yesterday. I thought you were upstairs." I quickly said, "Oh, Juan's car broke down. I lent her my car because my home is close to the office." My colleague didn't say anything.

Our relationship lasted for two years. During that time, we did it many times, but the more time passed, the more scared I became. I visited her house less often and frequently went out to rent a hotel room, which was more relaxing. During those two years, Juan's husband also went to see a doctor with her. My girlfriend is coming back soon. We're both getting on in years, and our families are helping us prepare. During those two years, Juan, my girlfriend, and I got along well. My girlfriend has always trusted me. It's almost over. Some people might ask what happened to Juan after that. Two years later, we broke up. For the sake of our respective families, neither of us was responsible for the other. The breakup was very amicable, and we remained friends. Even now, I've still seen Juan. Once, while shopping, I saw her walking with a little boy. I didn't ask what happened. Haha, at the time, my wife (my ex-girlfriend) and our daughter were also shopping together.

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