I made my boss a cuckold.

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Sister Li is the boss's wife at my company. She never comes in normally, only on payday
. You can probably guess from that, my company is a small,
husband-and-wife business .
The first time I saw Sister Li, my colleague said, "This is the boss's wife." I respectfully greeted her, "Sister Li."
She looked up at me. I had just graduated from university, a physical education student; my best time was
11.3 seconds in the 100 meters. Of course, my physique probably left a deep impression on Sister Li. So,
the good impression I later made on her was probably the reason I ended up in bed with her.
When Sister Li looked up at me, she was sitting at her desk, and I was standing beside her. Because her clothes
were low-cut, I could see her breasts, albeit only partially. It
still gave me an indescribable allure. I could feel my erection, and my face flushed.
Sister Li saw my blush and smiled, as if she understood everything. She said, "Xiao Fan, you don't have a girlfriend yet, do you
?"
I said, "Not yet."
Sister Li smiled, a tolerant smile. The first time I noticed, I realized Sister Li had a fantastic figure, especially her
incredibly full breasts, which were almost sexually arousing. Our boss was a tall, overweight
middle-aged man , clearly from the north, and indeed he was. I won't
reveal his exact origin here. In Guangzhou, it's almost impossible to make a living without connections
; the boss was only able to start his company and make money because of his wife's connections.
I never expected Sister Li to call me two weeks later. That night, I had just returned to
my dorm room, a one-bedroom apartment I rented alone. My phone rang, and I answered.
I heard a woman's voice, soft and somewhat pleasant, but I couldn't quite place it.
The woman said, "Xiao Fan?"
"Yes," I said, a little confused. Who was it? How did she know my name? "She knows my name
is Fan Lei." Before I could say anything, she said, "
Xiao Fan, it's your Sister Li."
I paused for two seconds, then immediately realized who it was. It was the landlady. I immediately pictured her full breasts,
her deep cleavage, and my erect penis. I said, "Hello, Sister Li."
To be honest, I was a little surprised. I didn't expect the landlady to call me. Although I knew I was
somewhat handsome, that only attracted young girls, while the landlady was at least thirty to thirty-five years old
.
The landlady said, "Xiao Fan, have you eaten yet?"
It was already nine o'clock at night. I had definitely eaten, but I ate at six o'clock and was
a little hungry. People in Guangzhou have a habit of eating late-night snacks. This was the perfect time for late-night snacks
, so the landlady might treat me to one.
Sure enough, her next words were, "Let's go out for dinner now."
I said, "I'm back at my dorm now. Maybe next time." Sister
Li said, "Where are you? I'll come pick you up."
I gave her the address, and Sister Li arrived in her car twenty minutes later. I waited at the intersection, and Sister Li opened the car door for me
to get in. Actually, I was a little uneasy at the time, wondering what would happen if I went out that night.
As I sat in Sister Li's car, I was thinking how great it is
to ride in to work; that would be so much better." I didn't want to have to take the bus to
work every day like this; it's so crowded. I wondered why the buses in Guangzhou are so crowded during rush hour. Are there any friends on Tianya who take the bus to
work ? Do you have the same experience? Taking the bus to work is really uncomfortable.
I looked closely at Sister Li. I was surprised to see her wearing a very short skirt. Sister Li was
between . To be honest, she's really not suited to wearing a very short skirt at her age, but
she has the confidence, and I can't discourage her.
Sister Li drove and talked, but my mind wasn't on her. I was thinking about our boss, Mr.
Zeng, and what his life must be like every night when he's having sex with Sister Li. Mr. Zeng is a
tall, stout northerner, over 1.8 meters tall, with a very imposing appearance. Sister Li was the typical
Guangdong woman—not tall, but with a well-maintained figure. She was plump in all the right places—her breasts, her hips—
enough to arouse sexual desire. Her waist, however, was incredibly slender, easily encircled by a single hand.
Sister Li said, "Xiao Fan, what are you thinking about?"
I said, "Nothing, nothing." My face flushed as I said this. To be honest, I was quite nervous around Sister Li.
First, she was the boss's wife; my livelihood was in her hands. Finding a job these days
isn't easy . The newspapers are all over the news about how many graduates haven't found work, and
what kind of minimum living allowance they'll receive if they can't find a job for three months. I was also afraid of the boss. If he knew I was with his
wife , I wondered if he'd eat me alive.
Oh well, never mind.
Sister Li parked her car, and I followed her inside. When we walked side-by-side, I realized that our
heights were actually quite similar. I'm not actually tall; I'm a 100-meter sprinter, 1.73 meters tall. Sister Li was about
1.6 meters tall. Because she took good care of herself, her skin looked quite good—not very fair, but a
bit dark and very clean. I like clean women.
There were quite a few people eating at this time; this must be what people in Guangdong call nightlife.
Nobody . Everyone was busy eating and talking to their friends; who had the time to care about
others, especially strangers?
Sister Li ordered porridge, soup, and some shrimp. She said, "
Tell me more, this is very nourishing." The soups all had a medicinal smell, like Chinese medicine. I
've , and my dad, a village doctor, would always prepare Chinese medicine for me to drink. I was so tired of it.
Maybe it was because of my poor health that my dad made me do sports. I never expected that I would be so fast at running,
and I even got into university based on my athletic achievements.
Sister Li drank her soup while watching me eat, only frowning. She just smiled. I still respectfully called
her Sister Li , and she asked me some questions: How old am I? Do I have a girlfriend? Where am I from? I answered them one by one.
The meal took about an hour, and as a grown man, I really wasn't used to eating so slowly.
I usually finish my meals quickly, but sitting here drinking soup and eating thin
porridge was pure torture. I thought to myself, "If I'd known this would happen, I wouldn't have come out.
" If you think that last time Li Jie and I slept together, you're sorely mistaken. This was just
the beginning, the beginning of our relationship. That night, after dinner, Li Jie drove me home.
She dropped me off at my place and drove off without offering to come up. I felt awkward
inviting her up, because being alone in Guangzhou, with a low income and a cramped apartment, made
me feel quite inferior.
I sat on my bed in my room, still thinking: What happened today? Why did Li Jie invite me to
dinner, and then nothing happened? It's all so baffling.
At twenty-two, I was still a virgin. In college, my dormmates and I loved downloading
porn and then looking for girlfriends to release our pent-up frustrations. My girlfriend in college spent money
like water. Although I'm pretty handsome, compared to money, my looks are secondary.
What's the use of being handsome without money? My family is from the countryside, and supporting my college education was already a struggle; I did
n't have spare money for dating.
But after watching countless pornographic films, I became a true sex theorist, thinking I knew
all the secrets of relationships. However, one of my roommates said I didn't even understand a woman's anatomy.
That's a complete slander; I do know a woman's anatomy. But I
've never actually been with a real woman.
That night, lying in bed, I thought, if Sister Li wanted to do something with me, I wouldn't object. After all, I'm
a man, and men don't lose out in this kind of thing.
The next day at work, I was still thinking, wondering if my boss would know. When I saw him, I felt
uneasy—that's what they call a guilty conscience. Although I only had one meal with Sister Li and
nothing happened, who can really say for sure? Even if I said I didn't do anything, would anyone believe me?
I looked at my boss. He was laughing loudly, as usual, giving off a very unrestrained vibe.
His consistent laughter calmed me somewhat. He patted my shoulder and said, "Not bad,
Xiao Fan, yesterday's layout was good. The newspaper's selling well lately."
In the office on the twelfth floor of the building, my boss patted me on the shoulder and said I did a good
job. I still revealed what I did. My boss often goes online; I wonder if he'll recognize himself in this. Writing this
down is a really risky thing to do. As you know, I'm a tabloid editor. Our company is an
advertising agency; our business is creating and selling written garbage. If you live in Guangzhou, you
'll see countless tabloids on every newsstand, and one of them is ours.
I'm sure my boss doesn't know about this, and Sister Li wouldn't tell him either. Everyone
has a story, just like my boss and his wife. Everyone thinks their marriage is happy, but the truth
might not be so. As far as I know, our boss, Mr. Zeng, is a womanizer. Like any
wealthy won't give up pursuing women whenever he has the chance. At least three women in the company
had had . The most ridiculous thing was that these three women were also jealous of each other, seemingly vying to become the boss's legal wife
. In reality, the boss already had a legal wife; at most, he gave them the status of mistresses.
They fought tooth and nail for even this position.
These three women acted
like . The colleagues not only had to be wary of the boss but also of these three mistresses—it was exhausting,
truly inhuman. They had to be constantly on edge, afraid of being betrayed.
For a long time, I didn't receive a call from Sister Li. I thought the matter was over, and I
had almost forgotten about it; after all, it was just a small episode in life. Just when I thought there wouldn't be a sequel,
Sister Li called again. I was working at my computer during my lunch
break . During lunchtime, I could have stopped working and was chatting with people on QQ.
The phone rang, and the volume was loud. Several colleagues in the office were asleep at their desks. I didn't want
to wake them, and the signal in the office was bad, so I went to the small room by the window to answer the phone.
"Xiao Fan, what are you doing?"
I recognized the voice as Sister Li's immediately. I said, "Sister Li, what's up?"
"Can't I call you if there's nothing wrong?"
"Of course."
"Xiao Fan, can you swim?" Sister Li asked.
"Yes." I grew up by the river, how could I not know how to swim? I used to spend every day in the river when I was little
, and I got beaten by my dad so many times for swimming. I was my dad's only son, and that little river
would take the lives of one or two children every summer. The adults in the village were all afraid that their children would be next.
The best way was to keep the children away from the river. But we boys would sneak off to swim.
Sister Li said, "I'll pick you up after work, let's go swimming tonight."
I said, "Oh, but I didn't bring a swimsuit."
Sister Li said, "Don't worry about that, I'll come pick you up."
That afternoon at work, I kept thinking about going swimming with Sister Li that night. I wondered what she would look like in
a swimsuit . Sister Li's figure looked pretty good, especially her two huge breasts
, which aroused my sexual desire. I wondered if she would make my nose bleed when she wore a swimsuit.
At 5:30, it was time to get off work, and the phone rang on time. Sister Li said, "Xiao Fan,
wait for me at the Wuyang New Town bus stop. I'll be right there."
Wuyang New Town station wasn't far from my workplace, only a five-minute walk. I had just
stood at the bus stop when Sister Li arrived. I got into the car and sat next to her. Sister Li had changed her clothes again, but she was still wearing
a miniskirt. I noticed that Sister Li loved wearing miniskirts. I heard that Sister Li's son was already three years old. What did it mean that Sister Li, a mother of a three-year-old,
was so keen on wearing miniskirts?
Sister Li was wearing a small tank top, and her breasts were so full they looked like they were about to burst out of the top.
I could see her cleavage effortlessly. I found my body aroused again; my penis was already erect
, and I dared not move an inch
, afraid that Sister Li would notice. Sister Li smiled as if she knew everything.
I don't know why, but I always feel sexually aroused whenever I see her body. It's strange; maybe it's because
Sister Li is too alluring.
The swimsuit was a new one Sister Li bought for me. It's good to be rich; I live such a carefree life,
shopping . In the water, I held Sister Li's hand; her hand was soft and gentle, and
my penis was bulging even in the swimsuit. On the shore, Sister Li looked at my erect penis, her eyes filled with
love. In the water, I discovered that Sister Li's swimming skills were quite good; I'm just a self-taught swimmer. Although I
do have some athletic talent, it's only in running on land, and in water, I'm just someone
who plays around .
In the water, Sister Li swam to my side. Under the cover of the water, she touched my body, her hand landing on my genitals. She gently pressed
down , and I blushed instinctively; after all, I was still a virgin, and had never experienced such
a thing before. Later, I loosened up and placed my hand on her breasts—a place I had longed to touch,
wanting to feel her soft body.
The water became a cover for the two lovers; with our bodies exposed, we became more
open . When we were naked and facing each other, we discovered that our hearts could be so open to each other.
I even dived underwater to caress Sister Li's thighs. It was clear that Sister Li didn't object at all; on the contrary, she seemed
quite pleased, which greatly encouraged me.
I thought I might be able to sleep with Sister Li tonight.
Night had quietly fallen. We had been playing in the water for two hours and seemed a little tired, and
most importantly, a little hungry. Sister Li asked me, "Xiao Fan, let's go upstairs and get something to eat."
We left the swimming pool and went to eat, having eaten quite a bit because we were tired from playing. My appetite was particularly good
while eating , and Sister Li seemed to have a good appetite too. The atmosphere in the restaurant was nice. I looked at Sister Li;
she was sipping red wine while looking at me, and I could tell she was somewhat infatuated.
The red wine had made her face flushed, which made her look more beautiful and feminine.
Soft saxophone music was playing in the restaurant. It's good to be rich; you can eat and listen to
music .
A sudden longing for money welled up inside me. One day I will definitely be rich; I want to live the life of
a rich person . Money, money, I love you.
Sister Li and I both drank a little red wine. The more I drank, the paler my face became, until it turned deathly pale. People thought I could hold my liquor,
but I couldn't. When my face turned deathly pale and Sister Li's face was flushed, we went to the front desk to check into a room.
I think Sister Li was quite sober; she took out her wallet and handed it to me, saying she had a discount card for me
to pay the bill.
I was somewhat taken aback. Sister Li said, "These things are usually paid for by the man. Women have their pride too.
Xiao Fan, just pretend you're paying."
I thought Sister Li must be quite sober; her flushed face made me think she was drunk. I almost fell for
her feigned innocence. After checking into the room and paying the bill, I returned the card and wallet to Sister Li, and we went into
the room on the fourth floor. At that moment, my mind was unusually clear. I knew exactly what I was doing; my reason was crystal clear,
but my emotions seemed to have slipped out of my control.
Sister Li said, "I'm going in to take a shower."
In Guangdong, people like to call taking a shower "taking a quick shower." As Sister Li went in, I sat on the bed, still thinking, "Am I really
going to give myself away like this?" I wasn't quite sure. At twenty-two, was my virginity going to end like this?
At that moment, I also thought of my boss, of General Manager Zeng, that tall, fat boss who could shake the earth when he got angry.
To be honest, I was still a little scared.
My heart was pounding, as if it was going to jump out of my throat. While I was thinking about all this,
Sister Li came out.
I said, "So fast."
My tone sounded quite calm, though I knew I was faking it, partly due to the alcohol. I touched
my body; it felt like I was asleep, not erect as I'd imagined.
I panicked a little. What if Sister Li wanted me now? You see, I
had absolutely no experience in this area. Aside from seeing women's bodies on TV, I really didn't know anything about female anatomy. I used to
deny it, but now I had to admit I was quite ignorant about sex.
Oh well, practice makes perfect, and I hadn't practiced much anyway.
Sister Li said, "Go in and take a shower."
She turned on the TV as she spoke. I went into the bathroom and closed the door. As the hot water
washed over my body, the comfortable feeling slowly woke me from the alcohol, and my body seemed to recover
. When I applied shower gel, I realized my penis was already erect. This gave me
a little confidence. Thank goodness.
As I emerged from the bathroom wearing only a pair of briefs, Sister Li turned her face away from the television. She
looked at my naked body; we had been facing each other like this at the swimming pool, so although I was a little nervous,
I wasn't too flustered. I tried my best to appear experienced. I stepped forward and gently pulled, and
Sister Li's robe opened.
I was shocked—she wasn't wearing anything underneath. I had expected her to be wearing a bra or panties,
which would have made it more difficult to completely undress her, but a gentle pull of her robe
revealed her completely naked. Although Sister Li was in her thirties, her figure hadn't changed at all; on the contrary, she possessed
a mature woman's allure. This was probably related to her long-term yoga and swimming practice.
I pushed Sister Li down onto the bed; she seemed to have been waiting for this moment. Sister Li opened her body, and my
penis was already erect; I felt an irrepressible urge. I roughly kneaded her breasts, and
she began to moan with pleasure. Although I was still a virgin and had absolutely no experience with women,
my four years of university hadn't been for nothing. I'd watched hundreds of adult films—not just for fun, but with
a completely scientific and research-oriented mindset.
I even asked my classmates why they called them "AV girls" and what it meant. My classmate said it was adult content.
"TVDio" is an abbreviation for adult video discs. I suddenly understood; I'd really learned something new.
When I entered Sister Li's body, a warm feeling overwhelmed me. This
was a completely different experience from regular masturbation—novel and stimulating. I almost couldn't take it anymore.
Sister Li said, "Yes, harder."
I did as she said, but I felt a little weak. It seemed her vaginal opening
was too low; I couldn't move my body after entering.
Sister Li's lower body was completely wet. A question I'd had for years
finally clear. I remembered reading a novel in a collection of short stories where a woman's
lower body was completely wet. I was very curious then—why would it be wet? This was a question that bothered me for a long time during my youth
, but now I understood. So that's how women react.
Actually, Sister Li's sensation was probably just beginning to rise when I finished. I pulled out my penis, and
white fluid spurted out. Sister Li said, "It's over so quickly?"
I let out a long sigh. I never expected my first time to end like this. My
first sexual experience, something I'd longed for for so many years, turned out like this. I felt a bit frustrated. I didn't expect that frustration to
come so quickly, so overwhelmingly. But I could sense a hint of disappointment in Sister Li's voice.
I said, "Yeah, I don't know what happened, maybe it was too stimulating."
Sister Li said, "Xiao Fan, now I believe you're a 100-meter sprinter. Eleven and a half seconds? That's incredibly fast
!"
I was stunned for a moment. What did that have to do with me running the 100-meter dash? Then I realized Sister Li was mocking me for being too fast
; she hadn't even felt it before I finished. Eleven and a half seconds? No matter how fast I am, I couldn't possibly finish in eleven and a half
seconds. It must have lasted at least five minutes. Actually, I knew I was a bit fast; to put it bluntly, I had premature ejaculation.
I'd always thought I was incredibly capable, but this was the result.
Sister Li's comment made me feel even more embarrassed. Men are all a little vain in this regard, and
my performance was truly shameful.
I said, "Was it a bit too fast?"
Sister Li said, "Hehe, that was a bit fast. I was just getting a feel for it and you were done."
She laughed as she spoke. I said, "Maybe it's because it's my first time and I'm inexperienced. I didn't know it would be like this.
I thought I was so good."
Sister Li pulled the blanket over her. She looked at me, touched my body, and said, "Let's rest for a while and
watch TV."
To prove I wasn't so bad, I had to find an excuse. I said, "It's mainly because you're so
sexy, so exciting. As soon as I see you, I want to have sex with you, and I ejaculate right away.
Do you're just too charming.
" Sister Li smiled, and we sat together on the edge of the bed. I hugged her. She was completely naked. She kept changing the TV remote
. I didn't know what she was changing the channel for. I wasn't very interested in TV anyway,
and besides, the Guangdong TV programs were always in Cantonese, which I couldn't understand, so I wasn't very interested.
Sister Li kept changing channels, and I was still thinking there wasn't anything interesting on TV when suddenly
a scene of two people having sex appeared. I was shocked. How could there be such a thing on TV? Two people, completely naked, were doing it
together . And they were two foreigners.
I said, "Hey, how come there are TV programs like this?"
Sister Li laughed at my ignorance. She said, "In a hotel? This is a foreign TV program, an adult program, it's all
satellite TV.
" Oh, I see. Guangdong is really an economically developed place, and their thinking is quite progressive. I didn't expect
there to be such things in a hotel. I've learned something new, and at the same time, I felt ashamed of my ignorance.
Sister Li was watching the program with great interest and was completely absorbed. I stopped talking and just held
Sister Li while watching TV. I've seen countless TV programs like this before, and I don't know how many
of these so-called pornographic films I downloaded online during college. But this is the first time I've watched one with a woman. Before, after watching them, I could only
relieve myself by masturbating. Today, I finally have a place to release my pent-up desires, I thought to myself as I watched.
I placed my hand on Sister Li's breast, gently caressing it. Sister Li probably
sensed , as she let out a soft moan. She then took my hand and placed it on her lower body. I touched it—ah,
it was already soaking wet.
A little surprised, I asked her, "Sister Li, why is it like this?"
She said, "You're so naughty! It's all your fault!"
I said, "Oh, what's wrong with me?"
As soon as I said it, I suddenly realized—it was me who had touched her! Wow, Sister Li's body was so sensitive and
responsive ; she didn't seem like a young woman at all. A woman in her thirties with a two or three-year-old son—
she was like a virgin. A shy look suddenly appeared on her face, and I felt incredibly intoxicated and couldn't resist kissing her.
Unexpectedly, this kiss caused Sister Li to cling tightly to my body, hugging my neck. I couldn't escape
. While kissing her, I caressed her body. Her upper body was soft, like cotton? Not quite,
more like a small steamed bun for breakfast—warm, soft, and steaming. Her lower body was already overflowing with moisture.
Looking at my own body again, ah, it's already reacting! So fast, it only took less than
ten minutes just now. Even my 100-meter time of 11.3 seconds was mocked by Sister Li, it's so embarrassing.
Now, I'll show you what I'm capable of.
Sister Li touched my body, probably knowing that my body was already aroused, she grabbed
my thing and said: I want it.
I laid her down, she spread her legs waiting for my entry, and with a sense of revenge, I thrust into her body hard
. She cried out, probably because the penetration was too fast and all the way in at once,
she was still a little unprepared as my body was already completely on top of her.
The TV program was still going on, it was practically an educational video. I glanced at the two people on TV
and tried to imitate their moves. Fortunately, the TV program was still the most traditional missionary position, the woman on the bottom,
the woman under the man moaning with pleasure, her expression clearly showing such enjoyment. The female lead put
her finger in her mouth and licked it with her tongue.
Sister Li's attention was clearly not on the TV; her focus was entirely on my body. Seeing my
distracted state, she tugged at me, urging me to get moving. I began thrusting into her, and she
raised her body slightly to meet my thrusts.
Fortunately, I had some experience, and since we had done it before, it wasn't very stimulating, so it lasted a
little longer. After we finished, I checked the time—half an hour! Sister Li was already moaning and groaning beneath me,
looking like she couldn't take it anymore. I could see the satisfied look on her face, an expression I'd
seen countless times in porn.
Sister Li sat up and said, "You're so young, your body is so good."
I said, "Sister Li, are you alright?"
Sister Li said, "It was really good. I haven't done it with my husband in so long, I'd forgotten what it felt like.
Thank you, Xiao Fan. "
I was speechless. I hadn't expected that Sister Li and the boss, who seemed like a loving couple, were actually sleeping
in the same bed but dreaming different dreams . Every time Sister Li came to the office, I thought they were so affectionate. It turned out things
were far from what I'd imagined.
I said, "Sister Li, actually, Mr. Zeng is a pretty good man, and he makes money. You two really should have a serious
talk and figure out where the problem lies.
" I wondered if I was being too hypocritical. I slept with someone else's wife, and now I'm here pretending to be
a gentleman, telling them to reconcile and have a proper talk. I'm acting like a virtuous person, but I'm actually a shameless
scoundrel. This is so much like my true self. In school, I even became the student council president using this kind of approach.
A classmate who knew me well said, "Your most suitable career is as an official, because you're shameless enough." I
almost got into a fight with him over that. How could anyone say that? Even if I'm a little hypocritical, I'm not
shameless .
Sister Li leaned against me, her full body giving me a feeling of intoxication. Women are truly
unforgettable. Twenty-two years of my life have been wasted; I never knew there were such interesting things in the world. When I
'm I can't help but touch her. Sister Li also holds my little thing, talking to me while gently
stroking it.
Sister Li said: "People, when they have no money, they long for money, but when they have money, they realize what money is, money is
a bastard .
" I said: "That's the thinking of you rich people. We only make a little over a thousand yuan a month, and we have trouble making ends meet. My
parents are still working hard in the countryside, toiling in the fields to earn a meager living, supporting me through university. Now I want to repay them, but I have no way to do so.
" I don't know why, but whenever others talk about their troubles, I can't help but say these things. I used to
think that rich people talking about love was pretentious. How many people are struggling below the poverty line,
worrying about three meals a day? These people start talking about feelings and love after they get rich, they really don't know the hardships of life.
But looking at Sister Li's lonely expression, I know she's not faking it. It's a real loneliness.
A woman may only want one man to love and hurt her in her whole life. Thinking about how Sister Li now lives a
life
of comfort, driving wherever she wants, not having to worry about others' opinions for a meager salary, not having to get up early every day to take the bus to work, not having to work overtime until eight or nine o'clock every night and dragging her tired
body home—this is clearly the life I want.
I thought people who have this kind of life must be the happiest people in the world, but why is Sister Li
not happy at all? She's still so lonely, and even her husband no longer loves her. For a little sexual
satisfaction, she has to find men other than her husband. Does she want to do this? Was she born a promiscuous
woman ?
Late at night, I watched Sister Li fall asleep, looking at her lonely expression, her face, that desolate
face of a young woman. I couldn't help but get out of bed and stand at the window watching the cars go by. It was already one o'clock in the morning,
but there were still so many people still awake. What are all these busy people doing all this for? Maybe
there's only one word: money.
I lit a cigarette, the flame flickering in the darkness. I took a deep drag, inhaling deeply into my lungs
before exhaling. I couldn't see smoke rings in the dark, but I could taste the tobacco.
Overnight, it felt like I'd suddenly grown up, burdened with worries, my whole being heavy. Before, I
had such beautiful dreams about life, believing I'd achieve great things, even if I
didn't become a historical figure, I'd at least become rich, making tons of money. But suddenly,
it all seemed like childish, unrealistic ideas. My most realistic concern was ensuring I received my
monthly salary of a little over a thousand yuan; otherwise, even food and lodging would be a problem.
After finishing my cigarette, I went to sleep, next to Sister Li. Before falling asleep, I was still thinking about how to
face . What would happen if President Zeng knew about us? Sigh, I don't
know, and I don't want to think about him. What's the point of talking now? All our plans will ultimately
fail , so it's better not to think about it. Things will work out eventually. I'll wait and see.
When I woke up this morning, Sister Li was already awake, looking at me. She'd been awake for a while. Looking into
her eyes, that desire-filled expression, I knew that seeing her this morning meant another round of passion
. Luckily, I'm still young and an athlete, so I have the physical strength.
I didn't refuse. I held Sister Li in my arms. She hadn't even put her clothes on yet, and maybe she didn't need
to . I started kissing her deeply, from her neck to her chest. Her huge breasts were just
as I'd imagined—so big, warm, soft, and sexy. That wonderful feeling intoxicated me, I couldn't pull myself away. Later,
I entered her body. People say that thirty is like a wolf, forty like a tiger, and I didn't believe it then. Now I finally understand that this
age is exactly what Sister Li is like now—truly the age of ravenous passion.
I still remember her mocking me for lasting 11.3 seconds. Driven by a sense of revenge, I deliberately lasted longer,
watching Sister Li beneath me writhe in ecstasy. I smiled smugly. "Hmph, you dare look down on me? Now
you'll see!"
Sister Li said, "No!"
I didn't stop. I said, "Give up, now you know how powerful I am, right?"
When it was all over, Sister Li lay sprawled on the bed like a lump of mud. She said, "I really couldn't take it anymore, it
was so exciting! I haven't had such high-quality sex in a long time. Youth is great."
Actually, I was a little tired too. After all, I had gone a bit overboard last night, and after a good night's rest, this morning
was exhausting. Fortunately, Sister Li felt great, which gave me a lot of encouragement. Men are so
vain and fragile, and I'm no exception. A man can fail in other things, but if
he fails in this, it's really embarrassing.
I said, "I'm a little tired, I need to lie down for a while longer."
Sister Li was different. After we were done, she was full of energy. Ah, maybe that's the difference between men and women.
Sister Li was in great spirits, so she went out to wash up and then went out to buy me breakfast herself.
She said, "Xiao Fan, you sleep for a while, I'll go out and buy you breakfast. What do you want to eat? I'll buy it for you."
I joked, "I want to eat you."
Sister Li touched my penis, which was limp. She smiled and said, "Still want more?
You should rest.
" I lay down on the pillow, but my eyes were wide open; I couldn't sleep at all, just a little tired, not sleepy.
I watched Sister Li leave, and she gently closed the door. Suddenly, I asked myself, what's wrong with me?
Is how I am? I'm supposed to be, a highly educated person, how did I become like this? I remembered
a girl I had a crush on in school, but I never confessed. Where is she now?
Does she even remember me? The boy who only occasionally exchanged a few words with her on the street, like a
stranger . The boy who was once the 100-meter champion at the school sports meet.
Sigh, my thoughts are so chaotic; it seems like so much happened overnight.
Sister Li came back. I jumped up to open the door for her. When I opened the door, I was still naked, wearing nothing at all.
Sister Li brought back a whole bunch of things, and even bought some northern-style fried dough sticks
and soy milk, worried I wouldn't like the Cantonese food.
We closed the door and ate while watching TV. It happened to be Saturday, and we
don't have to work on Saturdays and Sundays, which is a good thing about the company. Compared to most Guangzhou
people who have to work half a day on Saturdays, I'm quite fortunate.
Sister Li said, "What do you want to do after dinner?"
I whispered in her ear, "I want to do you."
Sister Li laughed and playfully hit me. I've found that any woman can be incredibly charming when she's being coquettish. I thought
Sister Li, at thirty, wouldn't act like this, but she still showed that girlish side. She said, "
Let's save some money. We'll have plenty of opportunities later. We should have something planned for today."
I said, "You decide."
What I really wanted was to go home and sleep. I'd been with Sister Li for over ten
hours , and I always dread shopping with women; it feels too tedious.
I said, "I'd better go home. I want to sleep a little longer; I'm too tired."
Sister Li said, "Then you can sleep here. I'll just keep you company."
I said, "No, I only feel safe sleeping in my own bed. I can't sleep anywhere else."
I was telling the truth; honestly, I'm a bit picky about my bed, and I really can't sleep well elsewhere. Last night with
Sister Li we spent more time making love than sleeping, and besides, I was really tired afterward, so I fell asleep.
Sister Li drove me back to her dorm, and I didn't invite her up. Sister Li asked me,
"Don't you want me to come up for a bit?"
I smiled and said, "Maybe next time. The room is too messy, and I'm really embarrassed to let you sit here."
I stood by the roadside watching Sister Li back up her car and drive away. Then I went up to my room, opened the door,
and lay in bed thinking about everything that had happened yesterday. It all felt like a dream. It just happened like that. Sigh, my
virginity is over. I never thought it would turn out like this. I turned on the light; my
books were still scattered on the table, messy. My thoughts were still a bit jumbled. Although I had thought about it countless times, when it actually happened,
I realized I wasn't a very easygoing person.
When I got to work on Monday, I noticed a new female colleague had joined the company. She was very pretty, and seemed
to be exactly my type—she had an innocent look, but her body was the tall, robust type of a northern woman, with
full breasts and a high, pert bottom. Wow, just looking at her made me sexually aroused.
I suppressed my feelings, and just then, I saw the boss walk in from outside with a gloomy expression
. My heart skipped a beat. Could the boss already know about me? Thinking this, my heart sank. This
was a dangerous game; I couldn't afford to play it. Thankfully, I didn't know what had happened to the boss, but
it certainly had nothing to do with me. I watched him enter his office with a dark expression.
The new, beautiful colleague was named Ning Ling. After a few days, I had already found out her QQ number. Since we were colleagues,
we sometimes communicated on QQ for work.
We chatted on QQ every day, and gradually I realized I had fallen in love with her. I thought it wouldn't be long before
I could win her over. However, Sister Li still contacted me, sometimes calling me to come over.
When the boss was away on business, that was the time we had our trysts, though I never went to Sister Li's house.
Writing this, I suddenly feel an unprecedented emptiness. Those past events
pierce my heart so deeply. What have I done? And now I'm writing them down—is
it really necessary? I always thought I was an idealistic young person, but now I've degenerated to this state in this
unfamiliar city. Is this the life I wanted? I used to think I was
invincible, that my ideals were certain to be achieved, but now they seem unattainable. I often think about that night with Sister Li
, and her full, plump body. Am I infatuated or disgusted?
I understand now, I've fallen in love with Ning Ling. It's love that makes me feel so ashamed.
Deep down, I am this kind of person—so real, so honest. Am I really
honest? I remember my Chinese teacher in middle school saying: "If you want to write good works, you
must be honest, completely open your heart." As a teenager, I thought I could truly open my heart completely.
I opened my heart completely, but the more I experienced, the more I realized that it takes
courage .
Sister Li gradually realized that I had fallen in love with Ningling. She didn't object; after all, I had my own life, and there were
things she couldn't give me. Ningling and I were about the same age, and we could face the future together.
But little did I know, life was revealing its unexpected side to me in its own unique way.
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