85°C ~ Romantic Encounter

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Lately, I've really liked girls who look sweet without makeup.

After work, I planned to stop by to buy dinner, and a cool breeze made me shiver. A girl, or rather a woman,
rode her Dio without a helmet and overtook me.

Since high school, I've been attracted to girls like this: long hair, a slender waist, and a slightly shy riding posture. It always makes me want to find out more
about her. And these kinds of girls are rare these days; most of them ride Cuxi or Vino bikes. I don't know if I'm too weak
or she's too strong, but in this weather, she was only wearing a thin t-shirt while riding. I decided to overtake her and peek at her face in the rearview mirror, hoping it wasn't
a back view. But usually, these kinds of people do. Unfortunately, I'm too bad. She rides fast and is good at weaving, so I didn't have a chance to overtake her.

She stopped in front of 85°C, and I followed her there without realizing it. But here's the problem: I was supposed to buy dinner, why did I
come here?

So I gritted my teeth and went to a noodle shop across the street, and bought a bowl of that damn beef noodles, just so she wouldn't suspect anything.

While I was buying noodles, I kept glancing back at her and found that she was looking at me too! It really startled me, but I guess I was just overthinking it; she
was probably just looking around.

Just as I finished buying my noodles, she also bought her coffee, and my car happened to be parked right next to her. My chance had come! I could finally see what she looked like
! I must be so bored, going to all this trouble just to see what she looked like.

Because I'm a little nearsighted, I only realized she was already looking at me when I got closer and could see her clearly.

Perhaps feeling guilty, I immediately turned my head away. Although our eyes met for only a fraction of a second, I was certain
of one thing: she was incredibly cute, with huge, doll-like eyes—I do prefer girls with big eyes. And she
was unlike ; she wasn't wearing any makeup, maybe just her eyebrows. Her youthful, fair face was laid bare before me. Even the cutest
online friend I'd ever met couldn't compare to her.

I casually got on my bike. At that moment, there was only one person's distance between us. I was struggling internally. I really wanted to get to know her, but I
had never . If I let go of these brief ten seconds, I might hate myself. "Aren't you cold?" I don't know if I
said it with my brain or with my mouth.

"Ah!" She looked at me with surprise.

"Are you... are you talking to me?" I was stunned for a moment... "Hehe, yes, sorry, I was just asking out of curiosity." Her
reaction made me less nervous, because her reaction was a little silly and a little funny.

"Yeah, I was thinking of going out to buy something, and I was too lazy to put on clothes. Didn't you see I was riding super fast just now?" "Wow, what kind of logic is that? Riding fast means
you won't be cold?" So she already knew I was following her.

"Well... no, it's not that. A short, sharp pain is better than a long, drawn-out one!" "Oh, okay, that's an acceptable reason. How about we have something hot to drink before you go? I
was just thinking of buying something." "But I already bought one..."

Are the cups for takeout and dine-in different?

"Huh...it seems not, haha."

"That's right!!"

"Oh!" A very funny conversation. ...

"Have you had dinner? Want to order something to eat?" "No, thank you, I don't eat dinner, I'm afraid of gaining weight..."

I've noticed that overweight women always look at themselves through a magnifying glass, while thin women always look at themselves through a microscope.

"Really??? Then I'll eat it myself!!!!"

Actually, I don't like desserts at all. I just wanted to spend more time with her, so we found a corner seat and sat down.

"Hey, isn't that your dinner? Are you sure you can finish it?" "Huh?! Oh right, I forgot I bought dinner. I'll just have it as a midnight snack..."
"Oh, great, you can eat midnight snacks without gaining weight? I really want to punch you!"

"Haha, maybe next time?"

"By the way, you should still be a student, right?"

"No, I've been working for two years already. You're the student, right?" "No, I'm not! Why? Do I look like a student?" "That's right,
you don't look like a working professional at all."

"Oh, so what kind of outfit should an office worker wear?" "Jeans, a shirt, and a dog tag hanging around your neck!! The key is a suit-style haircut
or a bald head." "..." She was not only cute in appearance, but also in her speech. Talking to her made me feel very relaxed and comfortable.

I chatted with her for almost an hour. Actually, what I really wanted to ask was if she had a boyfriend, but I didn't dare. Besides it being a bit too fast, the main reason was that I thought
I would hear an answer I didn't want. I can hardly believe I'm even talking to her; perhaps keeping it this way is for the best.

When I said goodbye to her, I asked for her phone number, but she didn't give it to me; instead, she asked me to leave my number. Perhaps this was a polite way of refusing me! If I had known
this , I should have taken a picture of her with my phone as a memento.

I didn't answer her calls for the next month. Although I knew she wouldn't call, I still hoped she would.

When buying dinner, I would deliberately avoid 85°C to see if I could run into her, but of course, I was always disappointed.

I used to turn off my phone every night before going to sleep, but now I don't. I think I've gone crazy, falling for a girl I've only met once.

Then one day, I received a call from an unknown number. I hesitated for a moment because I usually don't answer these kinds of calls, but I answered it anyway.

"Hello, what are you doing?" It's her!!!

"May I ask who you are?"

I pretended not to know.

"Huh??? You don't know who I am?"

"I don't know, who are you?"

"Ugh, you're so lame, you can't even recognize my voice. It's XX." "Huh?! It's you! I almost forgot about you! It's been so long since you called!
And what's with the secret code?" "Okay, okay, sorry, I'll call you next time!!!" "That'd be for the best, so dismissive... Why did you call me?"

"I'm going to karaoke with my colleague, do you want to come along?" "Huh? But I'm not familiar with your colleague, I'm afraid it'll be awkward."

"You'll get to know each other once you get there, okay...?"

I lose when she acts cute!

"Oh... okay."

I arranged to meet her at 85°C Cafe. Hopefully, she wouldn't play a trick on me… That day, I drove her and her colleague to Holiday KTV.
Her colleague was easy to get along with, though not as attractive as her. Maybe she just needed a driver. Sigh… Halfway through our karaoke session
, a waiter brought in a cake. I was a bit stunned. It was her birthday! Oh no, I hadn't prepared anything… But she gave
me a crystal pendant she brought back from Korea. How strange… Apparently, she went to Korea for a trip recently… “Hey! Come blow out the candles with me,
hurry up!!”

"Huh? No, please, blow out the candles, and I'll take a picture of you as a souvenir!" Actually, I wanted to take the picture of her myself. Hehe, that day she and her colleagues drank Taiwan Beer and got
completely drunk, while I, the driver, get drunk after just one drink, so I really didn't dare to drink with her. After dropping off her colleagues at their respective places, I took her back to her
place, which turned out to be just one street away from mine. I accompanied her into her room. Her room was very tidy, a world apart from my pigsty. There was also a
huge teddy bear lying next to her double bed. I was pretty sure she didn't buy it herself; there was no reason why, just a simple intuition.

"Then I'm going back!!"

"Okay! Thanks! Be careful on the road!!!"

Actually, it's just one street. Thinking this to myself, I returned home, washed up, and prepared to lie down in bed.

Just then, a text message came through... I don't know why, but after reading the message, I really wanted to see her. I threw on a jacket and flip-flops
and went straight to her house. In less than five minutes, I was already knocking on her door.

After confirming my identity through the peephole, she opened the door, looking quite surprised. Before she could speak, I exclaimed, "Happy Birthday!!!"

"Huh???! Are you crazy?! You could have just used a message!!! Besides, I was just kidding!!" She looked at me with a surprised and amused expression. "
I know, but I still want to tell you to your face..." "..."

"Wow, aren't you cold wearing shorts?"

"Yeah, it's alright, haha," I chuckled sheepishly.

"Do you live very close to here?"

"It's quite close, otherwise how could we have gotten here so quickly?"

"Oh, I see! I was so touched just now!!" "Don't you have to go to work tomorrow?"

"Hmm! No need, otherwise I wouldn't bother with you, hehe!!" "I knew it was strange that you were so nice to me."

Aren't you going to invite me in?

"Oh!! Okay..."

This is the first time I've seen her wear shorts! Her legs are so white, haha...

"By the way, do you want me to go get your car?"

"You can pick me up again tomorrow!!!"

"..."

"Would you like to see my photo album?"

"Okay, sure."

The atmosphere seemed a bit awkward. She sat with me on the edge of the bed, looking at photos of her from her student days, and also saw photos of her ex-boyfriend, though that was
just her version of events.

"Oh, my head hurts so much, I want to sleep." She was probably implying that I should leave!

"Okay, then call me again tomorrow and I'll drive you to pick up your car." "Huh? Oh, you're staying with me until after midnight? That's not very sincere."
"Oh...oh...okay!"

I sat on the edge of the bed watching TV. I looked at her; her eyes were already closed. I really didn't know what to do. Was she just sleeping and leaving me here all alone? I moved closer
, looking at her sleeping. I could feel my heart pounding. Was this okay? Maybe she'd be angry... I still kissed
her , though it was just a light touch. I continued to kiss her lower lip, but she still didn't react... I put my hand around her neck, and with the other hand, I stroked
her face and continued kissing her. I could feel her breathing change. I slowly pushed the tip of my tongue into her mouth. Finally, she couldn't resist and
hugged me, turning from passive to active, and began to suck on my tongue.

I can't believe I'm actually holding her now. I've never even won a consolation prize... I took off her top and bra, pressed myself against her, and felt
her body temperature. Her breasts were small, but I could still feel them! I lowered my head and hugged her waist, sucking and licking her nipples. She
arched her back from time to time, as if telling me she was very comfortable.

I took the opportunity to pull down her pants and underwear. The pubic hair near her vulva was covered in vaginal fluid. I slid my fingers back and forth between her clitoris and vaginal opening, and
the vaginal fluid soaked my fingers.

But no matter what, she just moaned softly and breathed heavily until the very end. I put my tongue into her mouth and thrust my penis into her vagina,
holding her body and pushing it to the deepest point.

She seemed to enjoy my kisses, constantly sucking on my tongue.

Her wet and tight pussy gripped my cock, it felt so good. I picked her up and made her sit on me, letting her wriggle her hips. Every time I
thrust upwards, I could feel her pussy contract. She must be really susceptible to this position, because she came right away, and
lots of her juices flowed down my cock.

But I hadn't climaxed yet, so I made her lie on her stomach like a dog and thrust my penis in and out of her from behind. I could clearly see my penis going in and out of her
vagina . She probably noticed me watching, so she raised her body, turned her back to me, wrapped her arms around my neck, and took the initiative to thrust her tongue deep into my mouth and stir it around.
I kept thrusting like this until I climaxed.

That night, she told me why she hadn't given me her phone number at first: she had a boyfriend she was about to break up with, but she still
loved him, even though she caught him cheating on her.

We've always remained friends, because I know she still has feelings for him. Being with her would be the best thing ever; if
not , then it's fate...

【over】

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