The thrilling experience during a massage

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This happened last December, and I only have time to share it with you all today. Thinking about it now still gives me a bit of a chill; I was really scared at the time. I met a mature woman at a massage parlor before. She was very quiet and gentle, which was my type, so I added her on WeChat. Basically, I always contacted her. During the nationwide crackdown, the bathhouses here became vegetarian, so I would book a room first, and she would come later. Over time, we became more and more familiar, and she provided me with more and more services. We made love like boyfriend and girlfriend; I could do whatever I wanted. Eventually, I even stopped booking rooms and went directly to her house. After we finished, we would cuddle on her sofa. We were going to have some fruit and chat for a while. Work was really busy at the end of the year, and I hadn't seen her in a long time. Then one day, my libido was incredibly strong, so I arranged to meet her in the afternoon. The meeting place wasn't at her house, but an apartment near hers. We'd been to this apartment before; it seemed to be a place she rented long-term for picking up clients. So I didn't think much of it and agreed. After we went inside, we had a passionate French kiss—it was more than just a raging fire, it was pure passion! I stripped her naked and started sucking on her breasts. Just as I was enjoying it, her WeChat video call notification sounded. She quickly hung up, saying, "You have something to do, you can answer first, I can wait." She said, "No problem," and then tenderly started sucking on my penis. Less than five minutes later, her phone rang again. She hung up impatiently. I thought it was another client urging her, so I didn't think much of it and continued enjoying myself. When she was almost done, she lay down and spread her legs. I didn't hesitate and got in! I'd only moved twice—I swear, really only twice—when the door opened… and then a man outside shouted angrily: "Open the door!!" I jolted awake and instantly went limp, jumping off her. My voice was already a little panicked as I said, "Who the hell is this?" I started putting on my clothes, not even having time to take off my condom. Just then, the man outside started knocking on the door harder and harder. She sighed deeply and said, "It's nothing... nothing?" What did that mean? I didn't understand at first, but then I thought maybe she was afraid I'd think it was the police. Then she shouted outside, "Stop knocking! Wait a minute!" I sped up and started getting dressed. Just as I finished putting on my coat, I heard a loud "bang!" and the door was kicked down! I finally saw the man outside. He looked to be less than 1.7 meters tall, but very strong. He looked like a farmer. The woman walked over and said, "What are you doing?" Before she finished speaking, the man raised his hand and slapped her. I guessed this man was her husband. In this situation, I had to leave first. If I alerted the apartment manager and attracted the police, I'd be finished. I immediately grabbed my coat and tried to slip out the door, but the man came up to me and said, "You can't leave!" Then we started wrestling. At that moment, the mature woman rushed over and grabbed the man, shouting at me, "Get out of here!" I was even a little touched... But the man was holding onto my clothes, and I couldn't break free. I have to say, quick thinking is key. I decisively took off my coat, shook him off, grabbed my shoes and coat, and dashed out of the room. I admire myself for not forgetting my shoes in such a critical moment... By this time, some residents had already opened their doors to watch the commotion. I didn't care about anything else. Bare-chested and barefoot, shoes and coat in hand, I started running. The instant I reached the elevator, I knew I absolutely couldn't take it. If that man chased after me, I'd be stuck inside. But I was completely unfamiliar with the building's corridors; I didn't know where the stairwell was. This was hopeless! I could only grit my teeth and keep running. Just as I was about to reach the end of the corridor, I suddenly saw a door on my left. I rushed towards it like I'd found a savior, praying that it wasn't locked! And then, the door opened! Then I ran down the stairs. I didn't hear anyone chasing me, but just in case, I opened the door on the third floor and went into the corridor. I looked around and saw nothing. After catching my breath, I put on my shoes and coat, and pulled my hat up. I was afraid the man would be waiting for me at the front entrance in the elevator, so I walked up the stairs again and came out through the back door of the apartment building. At this point, I felt a little calmer, but there was still a problem. The back door was some distance from the front door, and my car was parked at the front door. Many videos online show people catching cheaters with a group of people. What if he left a few henchmen waiting at the front door? Wouldn't it be like walking into a trap if I went to get my car now? So I came out the back door and turned onto the main street where the front door was located. Looking around, it seemed like there wasn't much people, but I had a guilty conscience. Everyone on the street seemed like they were there to catch me. Finally, I pulled my hat down low, mustered my courage, and walked towards where I had parked. Those few dozen meters felt like an eternity; my heart was pounding the whole way. Only after I got in the car and drove away did my heart calm down a little. I must have been choking on the wind from running; I kept coughing in the car, and my hands on the steering wheel started shaking. I was really terrified. When I got home, I immediately blocked the mature woman's WeChat. Although I was a little reluctant, I was really afraid that the man would trace it back to me. By the way, I'd like to ask everyone, if I block her, will she never see our chat history again? It took me a long time to calm down after this incident, and I haven't dared to go out to see prostitutes since. I still have many questions. This man was probably her husband; he definitely didn't know his wife was doing this kind of work. He was probably there to catch her cheating, but I was mistaken for the adulterer. However, people who do this kind of work usually choose places some distance from home. How did this man know his wife was doing this? And how did he find this apartment? I doubt many of these questions will ever be answered. I miss that mature woman with her large breasts and wide hips; I miss her oral sex, her moans, and her passionate French kisses... Then one day, my wife was doing laundry at home and asked me, "Why is your thermal underwear set only the pants left? Where's the top?" I was playing on my phone, pretending to be nonchalant, and said, "It's probably in some corner. Look for it again..."

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