He took advantage of being drunk to sleep with his female colleague.

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The incident happened last summer. The company organized a trip, with about 70 or 80 employees and their families going on a three-day tour to a seaside city. My wife couldn't go because she couldn't get time off, and I wasn't planning on going either. However, my boss asked me to be responsible for the safety of the employees, ensuring everyone had a good time and came safely. So, I ended up going alone. On the first day, we didn't arrive until noon. After a quick lunch, we went straight to the aquarium. By the time we got back to our hotel near the beach, it was already 7 or 8 pm. After settling into our accommodations, a few friends and I went to a seafood street, not returning to the hotel until after 11 pm. The second day was spent entirely at the beach. There were over 40 women from the company and their families, including seven or eight very beautiful ones. Normally, I could only secretly admire them at work, fantasizing but never actually touching them. Today, they were all wearing bikinis, showing off and being incredibly seductive! The girls who usually dress more conservatively were wearing beach dresses today (girls from smaller cities aren't as open; they usually dress quite conservatively). Although they weren't showing much skin, they were still quite eye-catching, but that was about it. They were all colleagues, and some even brought their husbands, so I could only feast my eyes. Make a move? Unless I wanted to ruin my life… I came alone, and I'm not young anymore, so I didn't really connect with the younger people. The few I could hang out with were mostly with their wives or kids, while I mostly stayed on the shore watching their shoes. Some wanted to go swimming, so I took care of the kids who needed help. Others went swimming in the sea, so I carried shawls, sun-protective shirts, small bags, cameras, etc… basically, I was a "non-professional babysitter" serving them all day. They were used to bossing me around, and today it felt like they were getting revenge, but I didn't mind. Of course, sometimes I'd take photos for them (that's my favorite part), and sometimes we'd take pictures together. If I wanted, I could even touch the girls from the company I wouldn't normally get close to. Actually, I didn't feel anything, but the feeling was still quite exciting.
We spent the whole day playing at the beach, digging holes and lying down whenever we got tired. We didn't gather until evening. Since we were going back the next afternoon, many people suggested going out for seafood that evening (this wasn't included in the tour price and had to be paid for separately; even splitting the bill, seafood wasn't cheap, so it was up to each individual—those who wanted to go could go, and those who didn't should go back to the hotel early). Since I was traveling alone, I also planned to go back to the hotel to rest early, as I was quite tired from looking after shoes and taking care of the children all day. I counted about twenty people who wanted to go. I told them I needed to go back to the hotel to rest, and that they should enjoy themselves and then go back to the hotel early. I also reminded them to be careful while drinking, especially when traveling, and not to cause trouble while drunk. After giving them these instructions, I prepared to go back, but two or three families insisted I come along, saying they wanted to thank me for taking care of their children all day. I couldn't refuse, but I was also worried they might cause trouble while drinking, so I went with them in the end. The restaurant was on a small street near the sea, nothing special, just like most seaside restaurants. We ate and drank quite a bit that night. Since I quit drinking five years ago, I just ate, and when others offered me a drink, I substituted a soft drink. Actually, drinking soft drinks is also very difficult (for example, you can drink five bottles of beer, but you definitely can't drink five bottles of soft drinks). We went back and forth, and everyone drank quite a bit, becoming very drunk. Two of them even slumped over the table to rest! Around 10:30 pm, seeing that it was about time and everyone had drunk enough, I told them to head back to the hotel (the hotel wasn't far from the restaurant, only a four or five-minute walk). Everyone helped each other back to the hotel. Wang Xiaowen and her husband had drunk the most. Wang Xiaowen was a little better; her colleagues could help her walk, but her husband was completely exhausted, basically clinging to me. I felt like I couldn't support him (he was talking nonsense, saying he wasn't drunk and could walk on his own), and it was very difficult for me to help him. We finally arrived at the hotel, staggering and stumbling. Everyone went to their rooms. Wang Xiaowen had drunk quite a bit and couldn't handle her husband alone, so I had to help her carry him back to the room. We turned on the light and gently helped her husband to bed. He immediately started snoring. I glanced back at Wang Xiaowen; she was sitting on the edge of the bed with her head down (she looked like she was feeling nauseous from drinking too much). I poured her a glass of water and told her to get some rest, as we were going hiking the next morning. I headed out. Even though I was drunk, it wasn't appropriate to stay in someone's room too long, so I walked straight to the door. Actually, my mind was racing; I had a million thoughts running through my head (after all, Wang Xiaowen, while not the most beautiful in our company, was definitely in the top five). This made me inexplicably glance back, and because of that glance, many things happened afterward.
When I looked back, I saw Wang Xiaowen lying on her back on the bed, her legs dangling over the edge. I gazed at her exquisitely beautiful face and slightly fuller breasts, accentuated by her white beach dress—she was simply breathtaking. I swallowed hard, forgetting to breathe. My hand, which had been about to open the door, slowly lowered. I didn't open the door to go out, nor did I return to Wang Xiaowen's side. I stood quietly at the doorway, watching Wang Xiaowen from afar, then looking at her husband. My thoughts were a jumble. After swimming that afternoon, Wang Xiaowen had changed into a white beach dress. Combined with her face, skin, and figure, she was simply stunning. I couldn't describe her beauty at that moment. Adding to that was the flush on her cheeks from the alcohol, her long, disheveled hair lying on her back, and the way her dress was lifted—I hadn't drunk any alcohol, but I could feel that I was truly drunk.
My eyes blazed with anger, but I still didn't dare move. I took out my phone, zoomed in, and secretly snapped a few pictures. After all, I would never normally have the chance to see her lying like that. I took several pictures before putting my phone back in my pocket. I stood silently at the door, glancing between Wang Xiaowen and her husband. I put my hand back on the doorknob but didn't open the door, making a gesture as if to leave, so that I could easily explain myself if either of them woke up. I watched them silently for about ten minutes (or longer, or maybe less; I can't remember exactly. The feeling was agonizing, like a thief breaking into a house only to find the owner still there—that feeling of wanting something but being afraid of being discovered. It was as if time had stopped, slowly passing by...). Seeing that they were still asleep, I mustered my courage, gently took off my slippers, and tiptoed towards Wang Xiaowen. Every step felt like walking on a mountain of knives and a sea of fire. But I finally reached the bedside. Looking closely at Wang Xiaowen—her captivating face, her full breasts and rhythmically rising and falling abdomen, the pink underwear faintly visible—desire drove me like a demon. I could clearly hear my own heartbeat!
I glanced at her husband; he was still fast asleep. I slowly crouched down, leaned over the bed, and gently touched Wang Xiaowen's calf. The sensation was ten or a hundred times stronger than when I touched her waist during the photo shoot earlier that day. Wang Xiaowen seemed truly drunk and passed out. I touched her calf a few times without any reaction, so I slowly grew bolder and started touching her higher, touching her knee, then gently lifting her skirt to touch her thigh—still no reaction. I gently nudged her twice, still no movement! At this point, I was finally certain: Wang Xiaowen was truly intoxicated. I crouched down and slowly moved to her husband's position, gently nudging him a few times (using more force than when I nudged Wang Xiaowen). Her husband was sleeping even more soundly; I shook him a few times without any response. At this moment, I finally made up my mind: even if I couldn't have Wang Xiaowen tonight, I would still masturbate in front of her.
I quietly walked back to Wang Xiaowen's side, my heart pounding as I gazed at this stunning beauty, whom I could only admire from afar. I took out my phone again and snapped a few close-up photos of her. I even pulled up her skirt to reveal her thighs and took a few more. I also pulled out my penis (which was already throbbing red), then took photos of it with her thighs, her toes, and then placed my phone next to it so that it could also be photographed with Wang Xiaowen's face. After taking dozens of photos, I put my phone away and slowly squatted down (I was still very nervous; if either of them woke up, I would pay a heavy price). After squatting down, I reached out and gently touched Wang Xiaowen's thigh. After a couple of touches with no response, I changed from touching to stroking, gently caressing and slowly moving towards the groin. The feeling was truly indescribable. When I touched the edge of her panties, I felt my heart was about to jump out of my chest. I held my breath. This place I had always dreamed of was right next to her, just a step away from her vulva. I didn't linger for long, like a greedy wolf. I was probably in a hurry in this situation. I gently lifted her panties (I'm not a novice, after all, I've been married for seven or eight years). Although her panties weren't the sexy strap type, they weren't wide either. I gently lifted them and put them aside. I touched the pubic hair next to her vulva, I touched the folds—the labia majora. I slowly slid my fingers up and down her labia majora, afraid to touch her clitoris for fear of waking her up. That would be counterproductive. I was still squatting by the bed, unable to see directly what was under her skirt, but I could feel that her labia were slightly fuller and had more hair than my wife's. I slowly slid my fingers up and down her labia majora, and soon her vulva opened. I could feel the warmth and moisture of her vulva; it wasn't very dry, but it wasn't muddy either—completely different from the stories I read in romance novels (where women, regardless of their state, are always covered in mud the moment the male protagonist touches them). I slowly inserted my middle finger inch by inch into her vulva, exploring a place I'd never even dreamed of. I was instantly filled with emotion—was this the luck I'd accumulated over eight lifetimes? Otherwise, how could I have discovered such a beautiful vulva? (My wife isn't ugly, but she's not exactly beautiful either; she's the kind of ordinary woman you see everywhere. Wang Xiaowen, on the other hand, is definitely one of the best. She's incredibly beautiful, and she gets a 100% head-turning rate on the street.) I kept comparing Wang Xiaowen's vagina to my wife's. Soon, I reached the end of her vagina and even touched her cervix. Wang Xiaowen was still asleep, sound asleep, without any moans. I slowly pulled my finger out and then slowly inserted it again, repeating this a dozen times. I could feel that her vagina was starting to get wet because my finger could now be inserted and removed smoothly. After seven or eight more insertions, I pulled my finger out and looked at the sticky liquid on it. I couldn't help but lick it. It felt like I was indirectly licking her vagina. I inserted it again and inserted and removed it a few more times, along with some probing. It felt even wetter. I couldn't help but lick the sticky fluid that came out each time; it had an extremely lewd smell. Slowly but surely, I began to boldly circle my fingers inside her vagina, probing around her cervix. I could hear Wang Xiaowen's breathing quicken slightly. Sometimes, when I probed too hard, I could hear a gurgling sound in her throat, like she was swallowing, accompanied by a noticeable upward thrusting of her hips, as if she were responding. My fingers were enjoying themselves, wishing they would stay inside forever.
I didn't stop, continuing to probe. At this point, her vagina was just like the ones described in those articles—muddy and sticky! Because I had been probing for quite a while (it felt like a long time in my memory, but it wasn't actually that long, because I checked the time later when I got back to the room), I started probing her G-spot, constantly rotating my fingers inside her vagina. Her slender waist began to slowly sway, not very much. Anyone who has been with a woman knows that the G-spot is an extremely sensitive spot. Wang Xiaowen was no exception. As I continued to probe her G-spot, she swayed her hips more violently, letting out a clear moan, which startled me, and I quickly withdrew my hand. After a while, Wang Xiaowen showed no signs of waking up. I slowly stood up (I had been squatting by the bed before), and after confirming that her husband was still fast asleep, I took out my phone, opened the camera, and slowly lifted her skirt to her waist, revealing her pink panties and her labia majora, which I had already spread open. They were indeed more voluptuous than my wife's, and her pubic hair was more than twice as thick. Her labia majora were a bit dark, but would I care? I was already satisfied to see Wang Xiaowen's beautiful vulva with my own eyes. I kept taking pictures, and then I turned on the camera and filmed myself slowly inserting and pulling my fingers in and out, swirling them around, stirring them, and mimicking the thrusting motion of a penis. I inserted and pulled them out, then inserted and pulled them out again, gradually increasing the speed. All of this was recorded on my phone. Having indirectly licked Wang Xiaowen's vaginal fluids before, seeing her vulva now only fueled my desire. I knelt by the bed, leaning down. When my nose touched her vulva, I could clearly smell the intoxicating fragrance. I savored it, gently licking her parted lips with my tongue, then licking up and down along her vulva, even trying to insert my tongue as far as possible, repeatedly thrusting in and out. Looking at her swollen clitoris, I finally couldn't resist and started licking it with my tongue. The moment I touched it, Wang Xiaowen began to moan. When I gently bit her with my teeth, her buttocks lifted. I didn't dare go too far, afraid of waking her, so I resumed thrusting.
After a while, my mouth felt sore, and I looked at her breasts. Seeing her bulging breasts at work always made me fantasize about grabbing them! Now I finally had the chance. I moved to the other side of the bed, near her head. First, I slowly brought my erect penis close to her mouth. Her mouth was slightly open from my earlier play, but I still couldn't get it in; it just rubbed against her lips. I could force it in, but that would definitely wake her, and waking her wasn't what I wanted. Even so, it excited me immensely, and I filmed everything with my phone. Since I couldn't get it in, I quickly lost interest. Then, I slowly reached my wicked hand towards her neckline. There was a button, which I easily unbuttoned. I slowly moved my hand inside the neckline, one inch, two inches, three inches… What's going on? The underwire of her bra? What the hell? Where are her breasts? Where are her breasts? Where are the breasts I've always dreamed of? I touched the sides… Nipples? …Holy crap! Flat-chested… That's too flat! More than ten times smaller than my wife's! Are all those chubby breasts I usually see fake? No matter what, no matter how I think about it, Wang Xiaowen's flat chest is an undeniable fact… I really never expected this outcome. Flat-chested… really flat-chested! (If you want to see her flat chest, you can find my post in the Chinese selfie section, it's really flat!) Suddenly I've lost interest in her chest, but that doesn't mean I've lost interest in Wang Xiaowen. Although she doesn't have a chest, Wang Xiaowen's face is still beautiful enough, and her figure is absolutely stunning. Her skin is very fair, and her butt is very perky. I saw it clearly at the beach during the day. I finally understand why Wang Xiaowen didn't go into the sea during the day, and I finally understand why she always wears an opaque shawl—it's because she's afraid people will discover she has a flat chest!!!
I returned to where her legs were dangling, touched her vulva, and then inserted myself, thrusting and probing a few times. It was truly wet. I knew I couldn't delay if I wanted to have sex with her, and my penis was painfully erect. Coupled with the scene—both exciting and tense—I felt I had to finish quickly. Delaying would definitely lead to trouble. So I quickly pulled off my underwear, gently knelt by the bed, and slowly hooked my arms around her legs, inching forward until my erect penis gradually approached her vulva. Finally, the head of my penis touched her labia. I deliberately smacked it twice, letting my hard penis hit her vulva and her clitoris. I saw Wang Xiaowen's chin tilt slightly upward. I gently released one of her thighs, letting it dangle over mine. The skin-to-skin contact excited me immensely. My glans was pressed against the entrance of her vagina. My free right hand guided my penis up and down at the entrance, parting the pubic hair and labia. Once I saw the opening, I used the glans to block it. My penis wasn't particularly large, just average, but it was more than enough to block the entrance. With the glans at the entrance, all I needed to do was lean forward slightly to easily insert it, to insert it into the place I'd always dreamed of, the place most men in the company wanted to go. Suddenly, I felt incredibly lucky. This was definitely fate. If my wife hadn't been unable to get time off, if the boss hadn't insisted I lead the team, if those women hadn't dragged me out drinking, if they hadn't both drunk so much, I wouldn't have encountered this wonderful situation of my glans pressing against her vagina! It was like something out of a novel, like something a director in a TV drama had deliberately arranged! It all felt unreal! It was too coincidental! Too unbelievable! Imagine all those men in the company fantasizing about those beautiful women all day long, and now one of them is beneath me, legs spread wide, her vulva wide open, waiting for my storm. It feels like a dream; words can't describe this scene. I glanced at her husband, still fast asleep beside her. This is simply unbelievable! Her husband is right there, her skirt is pulled up to her waist, one leg is hooked around mine, the other draped over me, her panties are pulled aside, her labia are parted, her vulva is wide open, and my penis is pressing against it, while her husband is lying less than forty centimeters away! This scene is utterly unbelievable! Having sex with her in front of her husband—this is something I've never experienced before. Whether before or after marriage, all my sex has been one-on-one; I've never had a third person present.
Today… I’m truly overwhelmed with mixed feelings, because I know that if either of them wakes up right now, it will be a huge problem for me, especially if her husband wakes up. If he wakes up and sees me like this, a beating would be the least of his worries; he could call the police, go to jail, get a divorce, and the whole company would know I’m a hypocrite! A rapist! My promising future is gone, my wife is gone… (Thinking about it now sends chills down my spine. How could I have been so bold?) But can I stop? Lust and possessiveness have clouded my judgment. I slowly began to lean forward, my glans sinking inch by inch. Wang Xiaowen has been married for over five years and has even had children, but for some reason, her vagina is still so tight. I can clearly feel it! Unlike my wife, who had both of her children naturally, so her vagina is no longer as tight as it used to be! Wang Xiaowen’s is different; it’s very tight! I can feel my penis being tightly enveloped. That feeling was something my wife couldn't give me. I slowly inserted myself, feeling that tight embrace inch by inch. My penis felt like it was about to explode, the veins throbbing as I slowly advanced. This subtle sensation was amplified infinitely in this extreme environment. Wang Xiaowen's chin lifted again, her lips slightly parted, her lower abdomen slightly protruding. As I went deeper, Wang Xiaowen's breathing became longer. Because of the previous probing, her vagina was quite wet, so penetration wasn't actually that difficult—I quickly shoved it all the way in (it just felt like a very long time at the time). Accompanying this was a long breath from Wang Xiaowen, her raised chin lingering for a long time. Already drunk, her flushed cheeks were even more alluring at this moment. I stared at this scene, stunned. Why? Why was I able to penetrate her? Was I dreaming? No? This wasn't a dream! This was real. I could clearly feel my penis throbbing inside her vagina! I finally had her! I finally had her!! Finally… in my excitement and nervousness, I almost ejaculated inside! That would have been truly embarrassing. I adjusted my position slightly and slowly pulled my penis out, then slowly inserted it again when the head reached the entrance. One, two, three thrusts—each time pulling it out to the entrance and then inserting it all the way in. I savored each thrust carefully, knowing this opportunity might only come once in a lifetime. If I couldn't remember the feeling of each thrust, I'd forget and never experience it again. Wang Xiaowen began to moan rhythmically, a very ecstatic kind, though not very loud. I thrust all the way in each time, wanting to ejaculate completely inside, not wanting to miss this wonderful opportunity. My thought at the time was: even if I went to jail later, it would be worth it! I gradually increased my speed, and Wang Xiaowen's moans became more rapid. I looked at her lips, the place from which she moaned, and I wanted to kiss her. I slowly bent down, moving closer to her lips. My lower abdomen was completely pressed against hers, and I could clearly feel her hot breath on my face. Those sexy lips—I gently touched them, extending my tongue into her slightly parted lips, easily meeting her tongue. After being teased and groped by me, and then having my large penis thrust in and out for a while, subconsciously she should have felt that she was being sexually assaulted, and who else in this room could be doing that besides her husband? Perhaps she had drunk too much, and was so dizzy she didn't want to get up, not even wanting to open her eyelids! But my body's instincts couldn't resist such thrusting. (Some say women feel a lot even when being raped, and I think that's true, because Wang Xiaowen was responding to me. Responding? Yes! Responding!) I was startled too; I thought she had woken up. But seeing that she hadn't opened her eyes, I figured she was still drunk and thought it was her husband, so she didn't bother to open them. But at that moment, she was definitely conscious, because she had already put her tongue in my mouth. But I didn't care about any of that. I responded intensely, the speed of my thrusting... It got faster.
Wang Xiaowen's tongue began to entwine with mine, our saliva mingling as we rhythmically thrust our hips in response to my strokes. Just then, Wang Xiaowen suddenly lifted her thigh, which had been resting on my lap, and hooked it around my waist. Her hands also rose to wrap around my neck. I was so startled that I stopped moving immediately, my hips frozen in mid-air, too afraid to move, but my glans was still inside her. "Husband, don't stop, keep going... keep thrusting into me," Wang Xiaowen said lewdly, but how could I dare to continue? She had spoken; she was definitely awake and feeling so much. My heart was pounding in my chest, I didn't dare move an inch. Wang Xiaowen, however, didn't know that it wasn't her husband thrusting into her. Seeing me motionless for so long, she thought I was deliberately teasing her, and she started stroking my penis with her vagina, letting it penetrate as deep as possible. But her thrusting, stimulated so much, caused me to ejaculate immediately, deep inside, definitely reaching her uterus. I could touch her cervix with my finger, and while my penis wasn't very long, it was definitely longer than my finger. In this completely unprotected... If it weren't during her safe period, she could definitely get pregnant! If I could leave without a word, she'd definitely have my baby! Because I ejaculated a lot; it had been about two weeks since my last time with my wife, meaning I released all of my pent-up semen deep inside Wang Xiaowen's vagina in one go! I could clearly feel the semen filling her vagina and gushing out. When Wang Xiaowen saw me ejaculate, she first frowned slightly (the kind of frown that seems really disappointing), but then my worst fears came true: Wang Xiaowen slowly opened her eyes!!!
The moment she opened her eyes, she realized the man she was embracing wasn't her husband, but her boss. She froze, staring at me in disbelief, still not understanding what was happening. I, too, panicked and didn't know what to do. Our eyes met! I thought, "It's over, this is terrible, I'm finished, my life is over." But if only I had known then what I know now! The clarity that followed ejaculation made me regret staying and taking advantage of her. I had a bright future ahead of me, a loving wife and children… What to do? What to do? I was helpless! In a panic, I quickly covered her mouth, making sure she didn't wake her husband. If he woke up, he could kill me in a thousand ways. Seeing me cover her mouth, Wang Xiaowen fully regained her senses, confirming that the man who had been with her really wasn't her husband. She began to struggle, but I held her tightly, anxiously whispering in her ear, "I'm sorry!" I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, please let me explain, please, please let me explain (I was really confused at the time, what was there to explain? Explain why I slept with her? I'd already slept with her, why would I explain? Would an explanation make her forgive me? I was just grasping at straws). I looked into her eyes, and her tears instantly streamed down her face. I also felt inexplicably sad, and my eyes immediately welled up with tears. The clarity after ejaculation terrified me; I was afraid of losing everything. I cried, the kind of crying born of fear and anxiety. Tears fell drop by drop onto Wang Xiaowen's cheeks. I said in a sobbing voice: I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, it's all my fault for being so audacious, it's all my fault for not being able to control myself. It's all my fault, because you're so beautiful, I just couldn't resist. I'm sorry, please forgive me, please, please don't wake your husband, if he wakes up, everything will be over.
Only then did Wang Xiaowen remember her husband. She turned her head to look for him and saw him lying asleep not far from her. She felt a sense of relief (perhaps she was afraid her husband would find out she had been with another man). But her tears were still flowing. I could only keep explaining and begging for her forgiveness, asking her to give me another chance! I desperately hoped she wouldn't call the police or anything like that. I used every word I could think of to explain and beg for forgiveness. But she just kept crying and didn't say a word.
Although things had progressed to this point, strangely enough, my penis was still inside her vagina. Because of her thrusting earlier, I had ejaculated deep inside her. When she opened her eyes, I hugged her tightly and covered her mouth, completely forgetting to pull out my penis. Based on my past experience with my wife, I usually hug her tightly for a while after ejaculating, and my penis will definitely soften and slip out of her vagina within a minute of that hug. I wonder if this is the case for others? My penis softens very quickly after ejaculation. But for some reason that day, even after I ejaculated, it didn't soften for a long time; it was still rock hard. It might have been related to the thrill and tension of having her husband lying next to me while I was having sex with his wife, or maybe my penis had forgotten about being soft under such extreme circumstances. Even though it was still inside me, I didn't dare move. All I could think about was explaining. After a long while, Wang Xiaowen's lips moved a few times. I could tell she wanted to speak. I was both scared and nervous. I didn't know what she would say. Maybe if I let go, she would scream. But I knew I had to let go, unless I strangled her to death! I had never even considered murder. That thought flashed through my mind, just a fleeting thought. Rape and murder are two different things! I could tell the difference.
When I let go, Wang Xiaowen cried, tears streaming down her face, "Go away! Go away! Go away! I don't want to see you..." Hearing this, I finally breathed a sigh of relief. I knew that for whatever reason, she probably wouldn't call the police (maybe she was afraid of this shameful thing getting out). What could I say? Of course, I did as she said. "I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have done this to you. Please forgive me, please give me another chance. I'll listen to you at the company from now on, as long as you're willing..." I apologized again, then got up. With a "plop" sound (the sound of my penis being pulled out), I realized my penis was still inside her. I don't know if it was my imagination or something else, but the moment my penis left her, I thought I heard Wang Xiaowen let out a soft moan! It was very faint, maybe I misheard. Wang Xiaowen immediately covered her eyes with her arm, sobbing, and pulled the blanket over her face with her right hand. I didn't dare linger any longer, quickly put on my underwear, grabbed my phone, and while I was taking out my phone, I saw Wang Xiaowen's vagina was still twitching, and with each twitch, semen was oozing out and dripping onto the sheets... But how could I bear to look at this scene? I quickly went to the door, put on my slippers, and rushed out. I ran back to my room, chain-smoked several cigarettes to calm myself down, and immediately deleted all the photos and videos I had taken—completely deleted them. I thought that even if she regretted it and called the police later, without evidence, I would deny everything! After deleting them, I checked the time; it was only 11:30. From checking out and returning to the hotel around 11:00, it had only been about half an hour in Wang Xiaowen's room. Those half hour were agonizingly intense, a rollercoaster of emotions! (Thinking back, I realized I ejaculated in less than two minutes during intercourse. If she had called the police, I would have really lost out. What's that saying again? Three minutes for three years?) That night, I couldn't sleep a wink, smoking all night, my mind racing.
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