Young woman and small business

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A chance encounter on Tantan, a greeting on a sleepless night. It eventually turned into a polite discussion about our values...

When the conversation got lively, she sent me a photo of herself. A rather sweet young woman. Then we added each other on WeChat.

She readily offered to take me out to dinner, to hear my stories in person. She said she got off work at 6 pm every day, and if she wasn't busy, she could let me know in advance. "Taking me out to dinner" was a bit of a strange way of putting it. Who was paying was incredibly vague.

But regardless, between a man and a woman, it's natural for the man to pay for dinner. No need to worry too much.

Since we were both free, we chatted about all sorts of things, quite a lot...

The next day, we were both free, so we arranged to have hot pot together for dinner. She originally wanted to drive to pick me up, partly because of traffic, and partly because she wasn't comfortable with doing that on a first meeting. So we just agreed on a place to eat.

We arrived around the same time, and although it was rush hour, we specifically chose a less crowded shopping mall in a commercial area. Because after work, everyone had left, so there wouldn't be a long wait. I got my number and quickly took my seat. But she was late. Before I sat down, she said she was already there and looking for a parking spot.

I took out my phone again, scrolling through the photos she'd sent, checking again to see if they were overly photoshopped, but ultimately, with a mix of trepidation and anticipation, I waited.

Finally, a dignified young woman appeared across from me with a smile. "

Do you think I look like my photo?" she asked.

I said, "Same, no difference."

She asked again, "Are you disappointed to see me?"

I said, "Why would I be disappointed? Meeting a new friend is a happy thing. Hurry up and order the hot pot base and other dishes, are you hungry?"

...

We chatted and laughed, mostly me talking, as she seemed to have a small appetite. In the end, she watched me eat, looking at me and saying things, her beautiful eyes sparkling with a light gleam.

Underneath her white sweater, her figure was quite good, but it was obvious that her bra was the kind that made her look shapely, suggesting her breasts were probably on the smaller side.

A relaxed meal ended there. I accompanied her to get her car. The car was parked right downstairs on the street...

"Aren't you afraid of getting a ticket?" I asked.

She said, "I've been looking around for ages and can't find a parking lot. It's the dead of winter, I bet the police won't come and give me a ticket in the middle of the night." "

How about we go for a walk, if you're not in a hurry to go home?" I said.

She said, "Okay...

Luckily it's warmed up these past few days, the winter nights aren't too cold, and there's a nice city garden nearby." We walked side by side, chatting. We walked around and around, but this damn night, why are there so many streetlights, so bright...

In the end, because of a small topic, a small bet, she lost... The bet was that the two of us would share a piece of candy...

On a slightly dim garden path, I hugged her and kissed her with the mouth that screamed "candy!"

She struggled slightly, bringing her mouth closer, then pulling away... and then I kissed her again... "

I've already kept my bet, you can't go back on your word..." she said shyly.

I said, "Okay, you're a good girl."

So, we started strolling and chatting in the garden again, her little hand unconsciously drawn to mine. Finally, under the shade of a large pine tree, I pulled her over, leaned against the tree, hugged her tightly, and kissed her passionately. Her lips were thin, responding with a mixture of resistance and welcome... I tried to reach around her waist, but she stopped me with her hand... yet she seemed to enjoy the stimulating kiss...

Ultimately, the winter night was too cold to stay outdoors for too long, so we walked hand in hand to get our car.

She dropped me off near my place, said a soft goodbye... and said she hoped to hear my stories again next time...

Let's call her Xiao Shang.

At the end of the year, her company wasn't busy, and I, too, had a few rare days of leisure. All the various suggestive pictures I'd accumulated on WeChat finally came in handy, gradually escalating the teasing and flirting. I slowly discovered she preferred being on top, and that her breasts were her most sensitive spot...

On a rare sunny Sunday in winter, we arranged to have lunch. We originally planned to find a good place for braised pork intestine noodles, but the famous old shop disappeared afterward. Hungry, we had a quick lunch and decided to sunbathe by the river...

The faint warmth of the sun couldn't withstand the chilly wind. We walked hand-in-hand for a while in a beautiful wetland park before finally escaping back to the car...

Hugging, kissing, and my hand brazenly slipped inside her collar... There was no resistance, and when I touched and kneaded her breasts, she began to moan as if electrocuted.

Just as I'd guessed, she was a small-breasted woman, but her nipples were long and felt wonderful to touch. "

Shall we go somewhere comfortable?" I asked.

"Where?" she asked. "

A place with a bed, where we can lie down comfortably. "

"My period hasn't ended yet, so it's inconvenient..."

Okay...

The

car was warm in the afternoon sun, and the languid, ambiguous scent of desire grew stronger... "

Let's go lie down somewhere with a bed. I won't do anything you don't want to do. If you don't agree, I won't do anything you don't want to do." I said, "Um... okay..."

Finally, half an hour later, we arrived at a nice boutique hotel. After checking in, she parked her car and came over...

Finally, when she lay on the bed wrapped in a bath towel, I pounced on her, kissing, sucking her nipples, kneading, teasing her in various ways. Her breasts were barely an A-cup, but the nipples were long and pink, and sucking and pulling them was very stimulating.

And she, perhaps because she had been suppressing her desire for too long, kept trembling and moaning, then turned around and kissed my nipples, sucking my penis... "

So big," she moaned, sucking... 18cm, long-term exercise, all kinds of confidence.

The lust burned to the end, and I pressed her down and started rubbing my penis against her labia.

"It's the last day of my period, there will be blood, be gentle..." she said... Her labia were thick and tight, and after penetrating her, I felt that her vagina was relatively shallow, as if I hadn't fully penetrated before reaching the bottom. I had planned a quick, penetrating thrust to demonstrate my dominance, but she frowned and asked if it could be a little shallower, saying she hadn't done it in a long time...

Out of pity, I moved gently. She asked if I could be on top...

I lay down, and she climbed on top of me. It turned out she preferred a strange top position, almost lying on top of me. In this position, my glans was tightly gripped, and she writhed on my body like a snake...

After a few minutes, with groans and rapid breathing, she finally collapsed onto me...

Looking at my erect penis, she began to use her hands and mouth to compensate for my inability to have a satisfying thrust and for her premature orgasm, saying: "I'll give you a better performance next time. My period hasn't completely ended yet, and it's been too long since I've done it, so I'm afraid it will hurt."

In the end, not wanting to make her suffer too much on the first time, I held her, kissed her, and used my hand to release myself...

After that, we chatted aimlessly, and then there were more hugs, kisses, and teasing. She then climbed on top of me, using her unique serpentine position, and quickly reached another climax...

I was hoping she'd give me oral sex this time, since she'd already orgasmed twice, but a work call forced me to get back to my computer as quickly as possible...

So, after washing up and checking out, she drove me home... "I'll give you a better performance next time, okay?" she said as we parted.

"Okay...

Every woman has her own story, her own experiences, her own repressed life, so when they find intimacy after trust is established, they're very relaxed and engaged..."

Because this is a true story, the location, the people, and even their backgrounds won't be described in detail. Let's just call it a story... an ongoing story, as a memento.

Because, no matter how long it lasts, it's all just passing through...

[The End]

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