My colleague's wife got divorced.

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After graduation, I found a job at a local company, one of the largest and most well-known companies in the industry. The headquarters where I worked had about 100 or 200 Chinese employees. Among them were several close friends and colleagues. Once, we had a get-together at one of my colleagues' homes. One of my male colleagues from the same group, a Chinese man, was with his newlywed wife. They sat next to me during dinner, and to be honest, I glanced at his wife a few times. She was quite pretty, with a fair and clean face. She looked very similar to an adult film actress named Haruna Shinjo. She had a slightly larger face, a mature look, broad shoulders, a larger frame, and a bit of a curvy figure. She was from northern China, with long, wavy hair and big, expressive eyes. We exchanged pleasantries, and she even suggested we get together for drinks sometime.

About six months later, I suddenly received a call from her (I got my number from a mutual friend). She said she had divorced her husband and was very sad, not knowing what to do. She asked if I could come out and talk to her for a while. I couldn't believe this was a scene straight out of a TV drama. I had a girlfriend, and I didn't want to mess around like this. I was cautious at first. She drove out, and we met at a coffee shop and talked for an hour. She told me her husband was unfaithful and treated her badly, and she couldn't take it anymore, so she divorced him. I offered her a few words of comfort, and we went our separate ways. She thanked me repeatedly and said she'd treat me to drinks next time. I didn't want to see her again, but the second time she invited me to play pool. I quite enjoy it, so I thought it was just a game and went. On the way back, we chatted happily. I noticed her rosy cheeks after exercising, her fair and smooth skin, the allure of a married woman, and her captivating eyes. I felt a little flutter in my heart. I thought, since nobody else wants me, why not give it a try? It would be a waste not to. So I tried whispering a few words in her ear. She didn't resist, and seemed quite happy when we parted. I knew I had a chance. As expected, we drank together on our third meeting. She went to my place and got a bottle of vodka or something—I forget which, but it was a mixed drink. I consider myself a pretty good drinker, but she was surprisingly good at it. She took one glass from me and tricked me into drinking a lot more. After a while, I felt a little dizzy, and she said, "Why don't you lie down for a bit?" I lay down, feeling a bit dazed, and then I heard her come over and call my name, asking, "Can I kiss you?" I didn't answer, and then her warm lips pressed against mine. I felt the effects of the alcohol and my desire rising. I hugged her, turned her over, and kissed her, forgetting all about my girlfriend and feeling no guilt. The excitement and impulse, fueled by the alcohol, intensified. I roughly undressed her, and she responded enthusiastically, undressing me as well. She gently told me that she was on birth control pills and that I could ejaculate inside her without any problem. Married women are indeed very direct. Hearing this only fueled my lust, and I quickly gripped my penis and started searching for the entrance. Her vagina was very tight, and since we hadn't done much foreplay, we were both burning with desire and eager to be together. So, penetration was slow and a bit tight, but eventually, I managed to insert it all the way in and started thrusting. I ejaculated after about ten minutes, shooting directly inside her. A warm, hot stream flowed from my brain to her vagina, then out onto my penis. She didn't go home that night; she just fell asleep in my arms.

The second time we slept together, we didn't need as much alcohol as before. We had a little to set the mood, then undressed and got straight to the point. This time, the foreplay was thorough; she was incredibly wet down there, and it went in easily. I thrust in and out, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, observing her figure as I moved. She really resembled Haruna Shinjo—wide hips, a big butt, B-cup breasts with large nipples, beautiful areolas, a voluptuous mature woman's figure, and a cute roll of fat around her waist that folded up perfectly during sex, very sexy. Her full thighs and arms were also plump, exuding the charm of a mature woman. But she was only 28 years old and quite tall, probably just under 1.7 meters, so she didn't seem fat at all; rather, she possessed a youthful and voluptuous body that made you want to possess her. I was having sex with her, and she didn't moan much. Her vagina wasn't very sensitive and went quite deep, so she didn't moan at first and had a high tolerance, which suited me perfectly. Because I lasted a long time, most women would be exhausted by the end, but with her, I could enjoy it immensely. So I simply didn't change positions and pressed her down on top of me, thrusting into the deepest part of her vagina with each stroke. Her clitoris was hard to reach; I had to push my penis in forcefully. The rest of the time consisted of my penis and the base of my thighs constantly slapping against the flesh around her buttocks and vagina, the sounds of slapping echoing throughout the room. As I repeatedly thrust into her clitoris, she showed a rare expression of ecstasy, starting to moan softly, her face flushed, her neck red and covered in sweat, her chest rising and falling, her hands wrapped around my back, silent and without opening her eyes, seemingly enjoying herself immensely. I got more and more excited as I went at it, penetrating her for about half an hour before finally ejaculating inside her. The natural friction between my penis and vagina, the freedom from the constraints of a condom, the ability to ejaculate whenever I wanted, and the fact that

I was having sex with someone else's wife (though it was someone else in the past, we still saw each other every day as colleagues, haha) was just so incredibly pleasurable! Our relationship lasted about four or five months because I was soon being transferred to another branch of the company for work. She said she wasn't looking for a long-term relationship and knew I had a girlfriend, but she just wanted to cherish every day we spent together. I felt the same way, though with a slight difference: I also wanted to "have sex" with her and cherish every day we spent together. So, aside from our own things, we often got together. She had several advantages: first, she was mature and not shy, wanting to try everything in bed; second, she wasn't very sensitive, making sex very enjoyable; and third, she liked wearing thongs, making her buttocks very alluring. I even tried anal sex with her for the first time—I'll skip the details here—but her reaction was quite good, as if she hadn't had enough. Both of them had strong sex drives; one was capable, the other had stamina, so they often did it twice a night, and then again when they woke up. The next day, when they met their mutual colleagues, they acted as if nothing had happened, showing no signs of absurdity. But once they got home, they quickly rolled off to bed, haha.

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