[An Absolutely True Story with a Married Woman] (Complete) Author: Gan Cheng

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. In China, after countless educational reforms, I was fortunate enough to attend university. However,
misfortune : graduation equals unemployment. For an ordinary graduate from a second-tier university, finding a reliable job was quite difficult.
Because there were countless graduates, and in this society where connections matter, I changed jobs several times but still couldn't find stability. After
two years of struggling, my family called me back to work in a southern city (let's call it N city). This is where this story begins.

Back in N city, I started looking for a job again. I submitted several resumes, went through a few boring interviews, and then waited for
a response . I was incredibly bored at night, and since my girlfriend and I lived in different cities, I went online to chat with people, mostly adding
female netizens, always fantasizing about having sex with them. That's basically how I spent that time:
job hunting and interviews during the day, and then locking myself in my study chatting after returning home. I don't remember when it started, but a girl
named "Saiwai Feifeng" (this username is made up, because I searched and found that no more than three people
use that username, so I'm afraid to post it here, please forgive me) began to catch my attention, and naturally, we chatted more.

After a few days of chatting, I got to know her a bit. We talked about a wide range of topics, nothing was off-limits. Out of
boredom , I consciously steered the conversation towards sex. Because she was a few years older than me and married,
she must have had much more experience than me. Although I knew a little about relationships, I pretended to know
nothing . In the first few days of chatting, I behaved quite well. I'm generally well-mannered and
didn't say anything inappropriate or uncivilized, so "Saiwai Feifeng" trusted me. She
didn't and told me everything. Later, we talked about what she liked, what her husband was like, and other such topics.
I remember we chatted quite late, even until 11 or 12 o'clock at night. One night, we were talking about this topic again.
I noticed she had a webcam, so I asked her to let me see her private parts. My reason was that I was very curious and had never really
seen a woman's private parts properly before. Although I had a girlfriend in college, I was too shy to have seen them.
She believed me, turned on the video, took off her pants, and showed me with the webcam close to her. I was so excited that
I could hear my heart pounding. Then I texted her compliments, and I think she was happy too, because she continued to let me see,
showing me from various angles. I was incredibly excited, but I promised her I wouldn't take any screenshots, and I kept my promise. I
really any screenshots. I enjoyed watching her. She was probably excited too, because she started touching herself and moaning, which scared
me so much that I turned off the speakers because my family was there. That day, I assisted her with sex. I didn't have a webcam; I only helped
her with text messages, but of course, I was satisfied too.

Later, I went to work, but I still often used my phone on QQ. When I saw she was online, I would talk to her about sex,
mostly about women's feelings during sex and how men should be considerate and caring. I would ask
her to video chat with me whenever I had the chance, even when she was at work. I forgot to mention, she
works in a county-level city, and she and her husband are both civil servants. However, her husband often drinks at social events and has prostatitis, so she
isn't satisfied (that's what she said). They are financially well-off, don't have children yet,
own a house in the city where I work, and spend weekends in N city. She only told me this after I started working, that she
owns a house in the city, but her husband is usually home with her on weekends. In our earlier conversations, I asked her if she could personally
teach me sexual techniques, and she readily agreed. This foreshadowed what happened later.
With this agreement, I told her that if there was a chance, we should meet, and I kept bringing this
up. She eventually said there would be a chance, and I told her she had to tell me when she did (the so-called chance
meant her husband wasn't home).

About a month later, she messaged me on QQ, saying she was coming to N city herself that weekend, while her husband
was out on a medical checkup in the countryside. Seeing that message made me incredibly excited, and I couldn't sleep. The day finally arrived.
I left my phone number on QQ, told her my address, and said I could call her when I arrived. At the time, I didn't understand
why she was so bold as to let a strange man into her home. Later, I asked her, and she said that
during she found me to be of decent character; a recent college graduate didn't seem like a bad person. Also, there was
a security camera on the doorbell before I entered, and if she saw a discrepancy between my appearance and the one she saw on the chat, she wouldn't let me in. So she let me
go to her place. Their neighborhood was quite nice; when they bought their apartment, the price was over 6,000 yuan per square meter, and it
had all the usual amenities: greenery, a swimming pool, and good property management. When I arrived, I called her, and she told me the
building number . I was incredibly excited, thinking, "I'm about to sleep with someone else's wife..."
I ran over and pressed the elevator button. After going up, I checked to make sure no one was around before knocking. She carefully
opened the door , poked her head out, and I spoke first, "Hello, beautiful!" Then she let me in. I took off my shoes and glanced at her. She was
wearing a thin nightgown, revealing her voluptuous figure and round buttocks. I couldn't resist and put my arm around
her, starting to touch her. She didn't resist, and as I touched her, I suggested we go to the bathroom. She led me there,
and started moaning softly as I touched her. Once inside, I took off all my underwear and began to grope her incessantly. Her moans
grew louder and louder, exaggerated and arousing me; I almost ejaculated. This woman, someone else's
wife, in someone else's home, on our first meeting, was being played with like this by me, and she was moaning so loudly—
I could hardly believe it myself. She took off my underwear, continuing to touch and moan. That day, whether from excitement or nervousness,
my penis wasn't very hard, and my heart was pounding. I took off her underwear too, and had her sit on the toilet. I
used my hand to stimulate her vagina; my hand was wet. Looking at her pubic area, the hair was just the right amount, and her labia
were still a little red, butterfly-shaped. I'd only ever seen it in videos before; seeing it in person was a completely different experience. Combined with
her moans, it was unbearable, so exciting. She'd mentioned before that she liked plenty of foreplay and enjoyed being licked,
but in that situation, I couldn't resist. I just aimed my penis and thrust it in. After I went in, her
moans grew even louder. I even reminded her if anyone could hear. Then I picked her up and penetrated her. She
quickly orgasmed, and I ejaculated inside her without a condom. Afterwards, I took a shower and
we chatted while watching TV in the living room. She told me that her husband wasn't as tall as me, and that it was the first time she'd ever been lifted up and penetrated, so she was very...
Excitement. It turns out she had imagined being held during sex, but she never expected I could actually lift her. After watching
for a while, her interest flared up again, and she stripped naked in the living room and did it on the sofa. Her moans were still loud, and the curtains
weren't even drawn. This time, I ejaculated quickly, again inside her. Her fluids flowed out, dripping onto the sofa
. You could tell the leather sofa was new, since the house was newly renovated. Seeing she wasn't dressed
, I went to get a towel to clean the sofa, saying that if her husband saw the marks, I'd be in big trouble.
After getting dressed, I didn't dare linger too long, because I was still worried. What if her husband came back? He
was a former policeman who had only recently been promoted to deputy director. If we bumped into each other, the consequences would be severe. So I said I
had to leave. Before leaving, she asked me to buy her a box of
emergency contraception at the pharmacy downstairs, which cost me 20 yuan (I was broke as a new employee, you know how it is). I had to take the bus home.

Later, on the way back, we chatted on QQ. I told her how I felt—excited and scared at the same time.
She was moaning loudly, so I ejaculated quickly, saying I wasn't usually like this. I was worried that if she
thought I wasn't good enough, I wouldn't have another chance. She said it was her first time with a younger man, and she was very excited. While we were talking,
she became wet again and wanted more. But I couldn't take it anymore and didn't turn back, saying
I'd come over that evening if I had time. All of this was discussed online.

In the following weekends, she would invite me to her place whenever possible, and I gradually became familiar with the neighborhood. Often
, she liked to be on top, twisting her waist wildly. Several times, my penis almost broke.
Women around thirty are really wild! That was my feeling at the time. I
knew but we still had sex frequently.

Once, I asked her, "Your financial situation is good, your jobs are easy and stable, why don't you want
children?" She said she had wanted to for over two years but hadn't conceived. She had gone to the hospital for tests; she had
vaginal fluid buildup, and her husband's sperm motility was low, making pregnancy very unlikely. I was already on the waiting list for IVF at the hospital, and it wasn't
until the National Day holiday that my turn came. One weekend, I remember it clearly was the 16th, I went to her house again. Before we started,
she told me it was my fertile window and I couldn't ejaculate inside her; she definitely agreed beforehand.
On the bed, after about seven or eight minutes of thrusting, I couldn't take it anymore, mainly due to nervousness
and her exaggerated moans. I told her I was going to ejaculate, but she just shook her head and said no,
without pushing me away. She even held my penis and kept responding to my thrusts. I couldn't hold back any longer, so I sped
up, thrusting hard and ejaculating inside her. We lay there, not saying a word. After we both calmed down,
I said, "You want a child, right?" She said yes, and it would be great if she really got pregnant. So I suggested she
go home and have sex with her husband that night, so that if she got pregnant, no one would suspect anything.

About a month later, she told me on QQ that she was really pregnant. I was terrified; thankfully,
she had seduced her husband that night and had sex with him too. But I still felt uneasy. Fortunately, my
blood type was the same as hers and her husband's, so unless something went wrong or any tests were done, her husband wouldn't know
the child wasn't his. Later, we saw each other less because she needed to focus on her pregnancy; she was very
careful . Gradually, we only chatted occasionally on QQ. She said she was worried I would try to take her child and
said she wouldn't talk to me anymore. Later, we talked even less. Around seven or eight months pregnant, I shared an
article on social media titled something like "Things Hospitals Don't Let People Know," which described how to predict the baby's sex based on ultrasound results
with over 90% accuracy. I forwarded it to her, and she found her ultrasound report, telling me that
according to the report, her baby should be a boy. She was very happy; both she and her husband were civil servants and could only
have one child, so having a son naturally made them extremely happy.

A few times, she tried to contact me, but I ignored her because I was really busy with work, not intentionally. She
got angry , asking if I had found someone else. I explained that I wasn't, just very busy with work, often working overtime, and
very tired. That day, also on QQ, I said that since things were like this, we shouldn't contact each other anymore. Just like that, I deleted
all contact information and never contacted her again. I then changed jobs and changed my phone number. I don't
know if she's contacted me, but I hope she hasn't. I hope they're happy!

[The End]

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