I got involved with my client's wife

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Because of my work, I often visit their factory. Mrs. Lin is 27 years old this year. She married her husband when she was 24 and has two daughters. However, her husband is a womanizer who often stays out all night. His wife, on the other hand, is recognized by everyone in the industry as a beauty. She has an oval face, cherry lips, a slender figure, and speaks in a sweet, charming voice that is very endearing.
At the beginning of the year, her husband had an affair and brought another woman home to live with him. He also forced his wife to agree to him taking a concubine. She refused to comply, so her husband beat her severely. In a fit of anger, she ran away from home while her husband was out having a late-night snack with the other woman, and there had been no news of her for several months.
When I went to his factory, I saw that her husband had brought the other woman there. When I asked his wife, she said that she had run away. Since that incident, I have found going to his factory somewhat uninteresting, because chatting with his wife is truly enjoyable, and I am deeply attracted by her smile.
Whenever she talks about her marriage, she feels deep regret. She blames herself for being young and naive, and for marrying her husband because of his wealthy family. She never expected him to change so drastically after marriage, making her feel like she was just a tool for procreation. She rarely interacts with the outside world after marriage; her husband never takes her to tourist attractions. I often chat with her, and from what I tell her, she feels increasingly disconnected from society.
She even says that talking to me makes her happy because her husband rarely talks to her. She says that if she could choose again, she would definitely marry a man like me, but since she left home, I've felt utterly lost! Unexpectedly, one night last month, she called me and poured out her grievances, telling me how her husband had brutally beaten her. I said, "Why don't you get a medical examination? And sue him and get a divorce!" She said her husband would never let her go, and she had to hide away and make a living on her own. She wanted to talk to me, her good friend.
I told her I hadn't seen her in a long time and wanted to invite her for tea. We arranged to meet at a certain place, and I went to pick her up. When I saw her, my heart ached. She had some bruises on her face, but they couldn't hide her beauty. I comforted her shoulder, noticing tears welling in her eyes.
Suddenly, she said, "I don't want to go for tea anymore. I want to go to the place you often go to see the night view, to see what a night view is like." I said, "Okay!" and drove her up the mountain. On the way, I asked her, "Are you adjusting well?" She said, "I have no work experience, so I can only work as a shop assistant in a clothing store, but I'm doing alright." I casually handed her all the money in my wallet and said, "Let me know if you need more!"
At this moment, her eyes reddened again, and she said to me, "You're so good to me!" Seeing this, I quickly took her hand and said, "It's nothing. Friends should help each other. Don't be sad anymore. I hate seeing girls cry!" So we stopped by the roadside, and I wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. Suddenly, she grabbed my hand and placed it on her chest, nestling her head against my chest, gazing at me tenderly, and bringing her cherry-like lips closer.
At that moment, I couldn't hold back any longer. "I've liked you for so long!" she said shyly. "Me too!" We then embraced and kissed passionately. I slipped my hand into her breasts, which I had been longing to touch, and gently kneaded them. Although they weren't large, they were incredibly soft.
She seemed to respond with a soft moan, and then I let my tongue penetrate her mouth. The fragrance of her breath was intoxicating. I then moved my hand to her buttocks, slipping it under her skirt to reach her clitoris, stroking it through her panties. We continued to kiss passionately, and her breathing became increasingly rapid.
Soon, she became wet down there. I helped her remove her clothes, and her body was laid bare before me. I couldn't help but praise her, "You're so beautiful!" She shyly replied, "You're so naughty!" I said, "Can you suck me?" She immediately lowered her head, pulled down my pants, and put my penis in her mouth, licking it in and out.
Seeing her enjoying it so much, I didn't stop either. My fingers roamed over her vulva, then I inserted my index finger into her vagina. By this time, our desires were both high. My penis was bulging, and her vagina was overflowing with lustful fluid. I got up, put the chair down, and pressed her down onto it, my body pressed against hers. She reached out her delicate hand and inserted my penis into her vagina. Even though she had given birth to two children, it was still so tight!
I felt her vagina was so wet and hot, and she pressed my lips closer, continuing our passionate kiss. My thrusts continued, and she seemed to moan softly, her arms tightly wrapped around my back. After about two or three hundred thrusts, her moans grew louder and louder as the passion intensified.
I asked her, "Can I ejaculate inside?" She nodded and said, "It's okay!" Then I climaxed, ejaculating inside her. Only rapid breathing filled the air. I lay on top of her, softly asking, "Are you still comfortable?" and kissed her. She nodded and said, "It's been so long since I've felt this good. My husband hasn't touched me in ages!"
Afterwards, she took me back to her rented apartment, and we took a shower together. We kissed again in the bathroom. Then we couldn't resist having sex again—until dawn, a total of four times. With such a beautiful woman before me, how could I not give it my all?
And so, our relationship lasted for half a month. Every night I would pick her up from work, and we would spend every night of revelry together. Until the end of last month, while I was at work, she suddenly called to tell me that she was about to take a bus to Taipei to stay with relatives. She told me tearfully, "The time I spent with you was the happiest time of my life. I will always remember you and all the good things about you! Goodbye!"
I choked up and said, "I will remember you too. I will always love you! I hope you take good care of yourself!" And that's how we ended this profound relationship. I think this will be the most unforgettable memory of my life, but it will also be sealed away in my past.

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