Slept with by a mature female colleague

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The colleague I'm talking about is a long-time colleague; we've worked together for almost 5 or 6 years, and she's probably around 37 or 38 this year. She's a designer, a little over 1.6 meters tall, and a very individualistic woman. Her husband is a journalist, and they have many connections in various fields, so they seem to earn quite a lot of money. Therefore, her clothes are always very trendy and fashionable, and her already good figure makes people even more intrigued. However, she's extremely reserved and low-key, making people hesitant to speak carelessly. Because we're both busy with work and not in the same department, I never really thought about it that way, only occasionally having fleeting fantasies. Unexpectedly, a chance encounter led me to experience the charms of this mature female colleague.
Once, I went on a business trip to Beijing alone, unaware that she was also there on a business trip. After arriving in Beijing, I stayed at a budget hotel near Guangqumen. After finishing my business, I was idly flipping through channels with the remote in the evening when I suddenly received a call from her (I don't know how she knew I was also in Beijing). We chatted briefly and I learned that she had also been in Beijing for several days on a business trip. Her department head had finished assigning tasks and gone home, leaving her alone. So we arranged to meet for dinner.
We met at a restaurant near Tuanjiehu. We found a quiet place to sit and ordered food. To my surprise, she ordered alcohol, and even more surprisingly, she smoked! This was completely different from her usual behavior at work. I said, "I've never seen you smoke before." She replied, "I wouldn't dare smoke at work; I have to maintain a ladylike image. But I'm on a business trip; if I don't tell anyone when I get back, who will know?" I was caught up in her mood, so I started drinking bottle after bottle, rambling on about random things at work. Since we shared similar views on many things, the conversation flowed smoothly, and by the time we paid the bill and left, there were already over ten bottles of Yanjing beer on the table. Slightly
drunk, we staggered out of the hotel. I hailed a taxi to take her back to her hotel (she was staying near Jinsong). When the taxi arrived, I opened the door for her to sit in the back. Just as I was about to close the back door and open the front to get in, she suddenly tugged at my hand and said, "You sit in the back too." I sat down next to her. As soon as the car started moving, she leaned against me, resting her head on my shoulder, her eyes half-closed, her breath carrying a faint scent of alcohol and a mature woman's breath. I'm a married man, and I also enjoy sex. I was so unsettled! What should I do? What should I do? Can I say I have no desire? Can I say I don't want to push her down? What if she slaps me if I really try? I've even lost my colleague, what am I supposed to do if I don't take action? Wouldn't that make me less than an animal? So conflicted! Just then, the car turned a corner, and with the momentum, she leaned even closer. I couldn't hold back any longer; I had to try, no matter what. At worst, I could say I was drunk and lost my senses—I doubt she'd say something like that. Thinking this, I reached out and patted her shoulder, pulling her close and gently squeezing her shoulder. She responded by leaning closer, grabbing my other hand, and tickling my palm. I felt a surge of joy!
Upon arriving at the hotel, the two entered like a couple. After closing the room door, he pinned her against the wall, turned her head, and kissed her passionately. Her reaction was intense; her little tongue swirled wildly in his mouth. While returning her kisses, he subtly moved his hand up her breasts. She threw her head back, breathing heavily, her small hands reaching for his already rock-hard erection, rubbing it up and down through his pants, murmuring, "Give it to me, give it to me." They could no longer stand, staggering onto the bed, frantically undressing each other. In the blink of an eye, they were naked on the bed. He didn't care about foreplay anymore, spreading her legs... I thrust hard into her wet spot between her legs. She screamed and clung tightly to my back, as if afraid I would run away. I lay on top of her, hoisting her legs high onto my shoulders, and pounded into her like a jackhammer. Her long hair was scattered on the white pillowcase, her face flushed, and she cried out, "Fuck me! Don't stop! Fuck me harder, brother!" I didn't say anything, just kept working hard. She was so wet, and her juices were milky white. As I went in and out of her, the juices flowed down my 17-centimeter penis. I was afraid of wetting the sheets and causing trouble when I checked out, so I grabbed her clothes and put them under her buttocks.
We tried several positions during that time. The one I remember most vividly was when I carried her to a soft couch next to the floor-to-ceiling windows, put one leg on the higher backrest, and had her half-lying down so I could enter her from behind. The room lights were off, so I simply drew back the curtains, facing the brightly lit city of Beijing, and had sex with my female colleague who was already somewhat unconscious. Finally, she collapsed weakly, and I returned to the missionary position, ejaculating inside her after the final thrust.
After resting for a while, we took a shower hand in hand. She squatted down and carefully washed my limp penis, looking up and saying, "I haven't even seen what this guy looks like yet, and you've already gotten your hands on him." I chuckled and said, "I think you've got him, huh? Were you planning to seduce me when you asked me to meet you?" She spat and said, "Dream on! If you say that again, I'll pinch you off!" She even pretended to pinch me hard. I said, "Would you really dare to pinch me?" "It just brought you so much joy," she said. "Joy? You almost killed me! Don't you know how long you are? You don't even know how to be considerate. You came on so rough..." I chuckled and said, "I'll be gentler next time."
We went back to bed. I lit two cigarettes, gave her one, and we lay there chatting for a long time. She said she'd secretly liked me since I started working, but seeing no reaction from me, she was too shy to say it. I felt a little touched, pulled her closer, and gently touched her forehead with my lips. He gently kneaded one of her breasts, and she nestled against him like a kitten. She reached out and playfully grabbed his penis, making it swell. He said, "You've made it so big, you're responsible for making it swell up." She didn't reply, but instead climbed on top of him, grabbed his erection, and plopped down on him. Her long hair flew as it bounced up and down on him, and she mumbled incoherently, saying things like, "I'll make you swell up," and "I'm going to fuck you to death." Then he pushed her down and entered her from behind—doggy style, all sorts of positions, because it was their second time. So it took a while. Eventually, I got a little tired, so I had her lie on her back on the edge of the bed with her legs raised, and I ejaculated inside her while yelling. She gasped weakly, saying, "You're really my nemesis! What am I going to do if I can't live without you anymore?"...
Later, I went back to my hotel (both times I ejaculated inside her; she wasn't wearing an IUD and it wasn't her safe period, so I didn't want to cause a pregnancy, haha, I had to buy a morning-after pill). The next morning around 10 a.m., I took a taxi to her room again, opened the door with my card (I took her room card when I left), and she was still lazily lying in bed. She was lying down, reading a novel. She didn't say anything when her brother came in. He poured her a glass of water, gave her her medicine, and then went to the bedside. He took off his coat, lifted the blanket, and crawled in. He first touched her breasts a few times, then moved down to her cleavage. It must be said that she didn't have much pubic hair; her clean and tidy vulva aroused his desire to lick her. She tried to put down her book, but he said, "Sis, you should read. Don't worry about me." He then bent down and earnestly licked her vulva until he had no idea where she had thrown her book. Her white body writhed, and her lower body was soaking wet. He softly asked, "Want some?" Her face flushed, she nodded and clearly said, "Quick, fuck me!" He leaned forward, parted her legs, and slowly inserted himself. When he was fully inside her, she let out a long breath, looked at him affectionately, and wrapped her arms around his neck, saying passionately, "I wish time could just stop like this. Let's not go anymore, let you stay inside me forever..." At that moment, his heart clenched. All he could do was hold her warm, fragrant body tightly and thrust into her with all his might. The battlefield was on the bed, the carpet, and the sofa. Finally, in the bathroom, he made her face in the mirror, her face almost distorted with extreme excitement. Amid her moans and his passionate roars, he brought her to her peak...

After returning to work, she returned to her usual calm and reserved self. When the two passed each other at work, there was no trace of anything unusual on her face. He didn't dare to be presumptuous, but he was still extremely happy inside. Who would have thought that such a capable and feminine woman had once been so unrestrained and so ecstatic under him?
Later, because of something else (just a small favor I did), her husband arranged a thank-you dinner. At the dinner, I met her husband, a scoundrel (I absolutely don't mean to insult this industry, haha). He showered me with praise, calling me young and promising with accusations of a bright future. I felt a little ashamed, seeing his cynical and glib manner, and thought to myself how many innocent women he'd ruined. Maybe it was some punishment for me to sleep with his wife and give him a cuckold's horns, haha.
Later, I left that company for personal reasons and never saw her again, but I think there will definitely be a chance, a chance to hear her seductive breaths again…

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