My first love

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[Last edited by icemen00 on 2015-3-28 21:55]\n\n"Dr. Zhang, long time no see!"
I looked up, wondering why someone knew me, when suddenly I was startled – it was her! My first love – Qingwen.
I quickly stood up, and the chair next to me was pushed over with a fairly loud noise.
Everyone in the hospital was staring at us. My face flushed, and I felt incredibly embarrassed. But I was genuinely surprised. I then grabbed Qingwen's hand and hurried into the doctor's office.
Just then, everyone else went out for dinner, leaving only the two of us in the huge office.
I hugged her; years of longing culminated in this embrace.
We hugged each other tightly.
"Let me take a good look at your face," I said, gazing at her pretty face. "You haven't changed at all."
"But you've changed," she said wistfully. "You got married."
I drove her back to her residence, a small apartment that didn't look like the home of a junior high school teacher.
She opened the outer iron gate and led me into her residence.
Her living room wasn't big; it contained a sofa and a television. There were three doors leading to the bedroom, bathroom, and kitchen.
I stepped onto the balcony. The streets below were bustling with traffic, which, in the dim night light, became continuous bands of white and red light.
"She lives on the tenth floor," I thought to myself.
I admired her for about half an hour, then she called me into the kitchen and prepared a sumptuous dinner for me.
I poured two glasses of champagne and handed them to her.
"Let this be a tribute to the longing we've felt for each other over the years!" I said.
During dinner, we looked at each other in silence, eating quietly, occasionally smiling.
After she finished eating, she stood up to clear the dishes, and I took the opportunity to grab her hand, as if I had been electrocuted.
She smiled brightly and withdrew her hand.
"You still like to touch my hand, just like you used to."
I hugged her from behind, and held her delicate breasts through her clothes with both hands.
I gently caressed her, and our breathing gradually quickened.
"You're so soft," I said.
I moved my hand to her waist, grabbed part of her shirt, and slipped my hand inside again.
I ran my fingers across her abdomen, touching her smooth skin.
She trembled slightly.
I slipped my fingers inside her bra, pinching her slightly hard nipples between my index and middle fingers. I gently held her, pressing my body tightly against hers.
I inhaled the fragrance of her hair, moved my left hand down to her thigh, lifted her skirt, and caressed between her legs.
I reached into her last line of defense, parted her hairy genitals, and caressed her private parts as if scratching an itch.
I used one hand to "attack" her breasts, while the other hand roamed over her genitals.
She seemed to be enjoying my caresses.
My left hand felt a little wet and slippery; that was her love fluid.
Suddenly, she turned around, and my hand was forced to leave her.
"Wait a minute..." she gasped, nestled against my chest. "Let's take a shower first. Then we'll..." [hide] I lay in her bathtub, my mind drifting back to the past, I think it was seven years ago. Seven years ago, we were a couple. I was in my final year of medical school, doing my internship, while she had just started graduate school.
We are a year apart in age, and we love each other. We even lived together a long time ago, but at that time it was just pure love.
Until a few days before my graduation.
Because my hometown is in the south, and she is a typical northerner, our separation was inevitable.
She kept pressuring me to go to her house to propose to her parents, but I didn't dare to make a decision hastily because of my parents.
The night after graduation, we sat facing each other. Her eyes were red, and she looked at me with a sad expression.
I promise that after I return to the south, I will definitely go north again to marry her.
That very night, she turned her back to me and took off her coat. I vaguely remember her skin being so white that it dazzled me. When my face was buried in her snow-white breasts, her breasts were so tender and soft to the touch, giving me her first time ever.
When we finally calmed down from our frenzy, tiny beads of sweat glistened on her rosy cheeks, and her cherry-red lips parted slightly, telling me that she would always be with me, that she was mine, that she wanted to build a sweet little family with me, that she wanted...
When I returned to the south, my parents were naturally very welcoming to a girl from such a research institute. However, dramatically, their family business went bankrupt due to cash flow problems, and my future father-in-law, who was acting as guarantor, had to sell their house in debt.
I knew nothing about any of this; I just suddenly lost contact with her.
It was only a few years later that I learned about this from one of her old friends. The main reason she refused to contact me was that I was a doctor and she didn't want to involve me because of her father's debts. After hearing this, I was very sad, but I was also angry at her overprotective behavior. I believed that love was the reason we got together, and she wanted to give it to me because we loved each other. But everything was ruined.
I took the towel she handed me and dried my wet hair. She changed out of her standard dress and into casual home clothes.
Her breasts were noticeably firm, with two pointed protrusions in the front of her top. I guess she took off her bra while changing clothes. Thinking about this reminded me of what had just happened, and my "little brother" started to react.
I noticed her; she was about to take off her clothes.
With her back to me, she slowly took off her outer garment, revealing her fair skin. She turned slightly, and her beautiful breasts were vaguely visible. Although they were not very large, they were captivating. The pink nipples seemed to be tempting me to bite them and suck them.
I approached her, pressing my palm firmly on her shoulder, while my heart raced, a hazy awareness washing over me.
I turned around and hugged her, holding her breasts tightly in my hands, burying my head in her hair. Her hair was so soft, smooth, and smelled so good.
I leaned close to her ear and whispered, "You're so beautiful!"
I gently bit her ear, and twirled a strand of hair between my fingers. The touch was so familiar, and my heart warmed.
We lay down on the bed. She was wearing white casual pants and had delicate features. I leaned over to her and scanned her from head to toe. My hands moved from her slender cheeks to her alluring breasts. I could feel her nipples hardening and her breathing becoming more rapid.
This scene seemed to suggest that her mature body was ready. I moved my hands from her fair breasts to her legs and intertwined them. I lifted her legs and took off her loose pants. In the process, I discovered that she was not wearing underwear, as if she had planned to have sex with me in advance.
My heart was racing, just like a child who had seen something they shouldn't have.
Her body was still as white and smooth as when I first met her; clearly, the trials and tribulations of the years had not aged her, but only added to her mature beauty.
Her delicate face, slightly plump breasts, pink nipples, slender waist, fair and beautiful buttocks, shapely legs, and drool-worthy "little sister" drive people crazy.
I stripped her naked, and then she got up to help me remove my clothes. Her gentleness made me feel that I should have proposed to her when she tearfully said she didn't want to leave me.
But now I am a married man. Although Consort Zhao does not annoy me or anything, her strong-woman attitude puts pressure on me. Although I am dissatisfied with her, I am a good-natured person by nature and do not want to dwell on it.
I always felt that something was missing between me and Zhaoyi.
She squatted down, and I felt a little embarrassed about the reaction in my underwear, but she pretended not to see it and took it off. Although my penis wasn't very hard yet, I felt my body getting hot. When she stood up, she deliberately touched it with her body, and the sudden touch made it instantly erect.
She tiptoed and kissed me on the forehead, as if teasing me. Then, she turned around and climbed onto the bed, her movements as she lay down were so alluring.
她躺在床上，我走近前去，爬上床铺，抱住她，我们的嘴唇密合，两人的舌头却已纠结在一块，彼此的津液互相混和，在热吻的同时，我将手放在她的嫩臀，或是用摸，或是用揉，或是用捏的，给我一种滑嫩之感，手有点捨不得离开那白皙的嫩臀，那两片秾纤合度的小圆丘。
许久，她撑起身，使我俩的下面更贴紧，但我的阴茎被她的腹部压成朝上。
她应该也感受到了，她稍微挪了挪她的腹部，刺激我那里。
她左右扭动身子，我那根夹在我俩的腹部，随着势子，刺激情慾既将爆发。
我翻身把她压于床上，内心一股激越的慾望被她完全的挑起。这时她轻轻的对我说: 「吻我。」
我离开她的嘴唇，移向面颊、耳朵、腴颈，来到她的心口，将脸埋在双乳之间。
我唿吸她令人陶醉的阵阵乳香，手握住她的乳房，爬山似的移上乳尖，用力吮着她坚挺的乳头。
用舌尖轻咬她的乳尖，学小婴儿吸吮，她把手抱在我的头上，抚摸着我的头髮。
然而更吸引我的是她的下部身体，我碰到柔软的阴毛，我晓得我已来到她的私处。
我用头撑开她的双脚，看着那红润的阴户，有些湿润。
我亲了那边，她则大唿小叫了起来，将双腿挪开我的头。
有些撒娇的骂我: 「讨厌! 。」
我向前扑过去，她娇笑出来。
抓住她的两条大腿，再次把大腿张开，那润红的阴户有点熟悉又好像很陌生。
开口问她: 「这七年来你都沒有再和其它男人做过爱? 」
她有些凄楚的笑着说: 「我记得曾在七年前说我是你的人，我就永远是你的人。」
我正想要再说些什么，她将手指摀住我的唇，摇摇她的头，示意我什么都別再讲。
那个哀怨而动人的动作真令人怜爱，完全激起我内心原始而热烈的情慾。
说: 「我要进入你的身体了。」随即动作变急速起来。
调好位置后我用力向前推进，她低唿了一声。从她的体内可以感觉到她正在微微的颤抖着，好像她是一个初试云雨滋味的处女。
我在她的阴道中，仍然是像以前的感觉，有些温暖，有些紧密。
一种浓烈的感觉袭上心头。
我缓缓的推进、伸缩，原先她的身体有些僵硬，双腿不自主的紧紧夹住我的腰。
我有些怜惜，对着躺在床上的她说: 「还会痛吗? 」
她摇了摇头。
后来她渐渐放轻松，紧抓床单的手也放松下来。
我像呵护婴儿般的对她，她也渐渐放开她一惯的矜持，发出「嗯嗯... 哎呀... 」的呻吟声。
此时我抽送的频率渐渐被快感所加速，动作也大起来。
她发出低换、呻吟，催促我体内的能量，也似火山即将爆发。我加速抽送动作，在交合的动作中达到极速。
而她娇喘声也到最大最急促时，我俩终于达到极限...
我感到快射出来时的一剎那，我赶紧将阴茎抽出，白色的精液如一条细绳从阴茎尖端射出，盘绕在她的腹脐下方。
她全身软弱下去，不知她是否也尝到那种水乳交融的一瞬间。
在过了几阵抽动的兴奋后，我汗流浃背，慢慢地站起来，床铺陷了下去。
我像神一般地据高临下。
香汗淋漓的她呈大字形的张开四肢，胸口微微起伏着，腹部上有我刚才射出的精液在发亮，看着她满足而甜蜜的倦容，我竟有一种说不出的内疚感。
三十岁的女人了，竟然只有我这个男人。
我不知道自己竟然会有一个女人默默的为我牺牲，尤其这个女人长相清秀，虽不十分妖艷但使你销魂。
她其实是可以不等我的。
我第一次发现一个女人为了爱情竟然可以如此牺牲。我为了昭仪的月经不规则，已经两三个月都靠自慰解决我生理上的需要，晴文的出现给我两个好处，一个是我终于知道我的初恋情人的下落，另一个则是解决了我生理上的需要。
做完爱后，我抱着晴文，说: 「你怨我吗? 」
她摇摇头，一语不发。
就这时，我看了挂钟，八点多了，我想昭仪大概回家了。
我双手放在脑后枕着，看着晴文她甜蜜地躺在我胸膛，实在不忍心要离她而去。在做完爱后，女性就需要的便是事后的温存，如果一个男人只是在发洩完后便自顾自地倒头大睡，那做爱便谈不上男女双方心灵及肉体的契合，也就享受不到在「暴风雨」后那种祥和的轻松之感了，我想。
我搂紧晴文，她对我说: 「你能陪我吗? 」
「好啊! 」我还是下定决心陪她。
我注意到她的脸此时通红像一颗成熟的苹果。
我低头轻咬了她的脸颊，她却有些慵懒地沒有回应我。
「女性的性高潮是可以延续好几分钟的」我自喃自语。
我伸手握住她的双乳，这时却变得十分柔软，和做爱时的坚挺差好多。
我柔捏着她的乳房，玩着她的奶头，手掌抚摸她的胸腹，她并沒有再次娇喘，只是脸满足的微笑，「嗯嗯」的发出声音。
我抱起她，走进卧室，将她小心地放在床上，随后我也躺进去，我抱着她，在柔软的卧床上敦伦，想不到竟然睡着了。
等我起床时已经十点多了。
「糟了! 」
我赶紧下床，冲进浴室胡乱洗去我身上的香味，我可不能被昭仪晓得我和晴文的「姦情」。
我走出浴室，晴文也已经起床，她盘腿坐着，身体用件上衣披着。
「对不起，都是我害了你」她说。
我望向她，笑了一笑，「沒关系，是我不好。」
我走出门，留下孤独的她。
昭仪和我结婚二年，一直忙着她的事业，可说是标准的女强人，这也难怪，我俩差了有五岁，难免会有一些年龄上的差异。
她可说是大学一毕业便嫁给了我，我曾考虑过要个小孩，但她并不贊成她事业正在起步便要因生孩子而中断。
听到这儿，我也不想和她去争，不过每当我看见別人一对夫妻带着他们小孩，便很羡慕。
每次我和昭仪做爱时，一想起此事，便暗地里不悦，故意把昭仪弄痛，但我毕竟掩饰的很好，她一直以为是做爱过于激烈，致使她在激情过后都有些埋怨。
打开家门，大厅的灯光并未亮着，我瞧了一下，便移步进入我俩的卧房。
昭仪并沒有回家。
「她一定又加班了，谁叫我娶到一个事业心很重的女人为妻。」
我想。
有点不悦地想。
过了几个月，昭仪所负责的案子结束，生活终于回復正常，原先她月经不规则的毛病也就消失了。
「我就说嘛! 都是你的工作压力造成的」我对昭仪说。
她并不搭理我。
我感觉我同白痴一般。
吃完饭，她离开饭厅，留下我一个人处理。
「她一定是案子处理不好，被挨骂了」我收拾碗筷，一边想着。
「真不知道那么拼命工作幹吗，又不是缺钱用。」
我拧上厨房的水龙头，可是水声却并未中止。
我听见水声，浴室的水声。
她正准备洗澡。
我泛起遐思，「我俩有几个月沒有好好地做过爱了，她一定也很需要做爱..」
我越想生理上的反应越激烈，我想要和昭仪来一次激烈畅快的性交，说不定她刚才便是在暗示我她需要。
我想着想着便乱弄了一下碗碟后，便走入卧房内，正逢她要走进浴室，我一把抱住了她。
我亲了昭仪的脸，一双手开始从背上滑至她的臀部，我将手略伸她的窄裙里，舌尖伸入她的嘴里，就像一曲优美的古典音乐。
我脱下她的内裤，亦拉开她的上衣，粉红色的胸罩包裹着一双丰满的乳房强烈地吸引我。
我手正要进一步爱抚她的私处，她推开了我，赶紧将上衣拉好，拍掉衣服上的褶皱。
口中冷冷地说着: 「不要! 人家今天不舒服。」
说完便转身进入浴室，听着她进入浴池的水声从浴室里响起，而身为丈夫的我竟然被关在门外，感到有些恼羞成怒。
正想发脾气时，突然闪过一个念头。
「算了，找晴文去..」
我推开那扇铁门，一见到晴文，心急的我就紧紧的搂着晴文和她激烈的拥吻，等我俩边接吻边关上大门后，她喘息着伏在我的胸膛上。
我有些急促地说: 「我需要你，我要做爱，和你..」
她羞怯的低下头来。
「答应我，好吗? 」我有些性急地询问她。
她有些羞怯地点了点头，我喜出望外，将她抱起来，然后在她的脸颊上 kiss 一下。
她那羞红俏脸此时更加粉红，似乎她失去一个女性应有的矜持，向我求欢而感到不好意思。
她只不过答应我的要求而已呀!
我把她压于墙边，迫不及待的撕开她的上衣，扯下她的长裙及内裤。
同时她拉下我的拉链，将我那开始勃起的阴茎端出。
然后我右手提起她的腿，我看准了我俩将融合的孔穴后就开始接触伸缩了，我俩甚至连爱抚都沒有，开始的感觉的确有些难受，晴文的阴道来不及为我阴茎的突然闯入准备足够的爱液，我感觉她的难过，她的呻吟声比以往我们做爱时都要来的大。
「唿唿....」我推进着，嘴里却发出声响。
而她也回应我，低吟声不断。
我开始渐渐把晴文当成是我的太太一样，事实上每当和她缠绵时我就好希望她真是我的爱人，一个纤细娇柔，善体人意的早有被水濡湿的痕迹。
而晴文她的上衣已经凌乱不整，裙子被我撕掉大半，隐约露出她的大腿及阴毛，就好像刚刚被强暴了一样。
我俩牵着手走进卧房。
我一见到床便倒向去，她看见我这个蠢样便掩嘴失笑。
她丢给我一条裤子，「我买给你的，穿看看。」
我起身穿衣，穿好后，伸手在偷偷她的嫩臀上捏了一下。
「讨厌! 吃我豆腐」她瞪了我。
「刚刚都做爱做的那么激烈了，这点豆腐算什么呢? 」我揶娱她
「快换衣服吧，你这样好像被人刚刚强姦似的。」
她对我扮鬼脸「要被强姦也是被你强姦的! 」
我在卧室内看电视，晴文她出去做饭。
我看着看着，便关掉电视，走出去。
晴文正在房中做饭，我蹑手蹑脚的走过去，双手从背后紧紧握住她的双峰，她回过脸来和我接吻，我们俩的舌头打结，彼此之间十分瞭解以往下一步将会如何，但我俩刚才已经做过爱了，我只是捨不得只是看着她。
似乎我俩已经从刚认识的那种纯纯的爱情，转变到目前充满爱恋及慾望的爱慾。
「有何不可呢? 齐人之福」我想。
打开门，走近屋子中，鼻子闻到一股淡淡的香气，是昭仪常用的香水。
「难道她回来了? 」
我继续走到卧室，昭仪正躺在床上睡觉。
床柜上放着一张给我的留言。
只有短短几个字: 「下班后叫醒我。」
我看完，她睡得正香甜。
我不忍心叫醒她，于是我解开领带，准备了换洗的衣服，便去洗澡了。
水很适合，不冷不热。
我洗完身体后，换上睡衣，在我坐在床沿时，有只手突然抱紧了我。
昭仪亲着我的脸颊，双手按着我的胸膛，她的胸部贴在我的背上，不时的缓缓移动，那压迫的感觉诱惑着我，分明向我求欢，我抱起她，她挣扎出我的怀抱。
有些神秘而暧昧地说: 「等一等我洗完澡。」
然后她在房间中便褪下她全身的衣服，一丝不挂地步入浴室。
光是刚才她脱衣的一幕已经令我血脉贲张，我在床上坐立不安，最后实在受不了刚才的香滑诱惑，我冲入浴室。
昭仪她叫了出来，一看是我，便杏眼圆瞪，我不让她有开口的机会便强行亲她的嘴，然后我脱下睡衣，跨入浴池里，调好姿势后便和她交合。
浴池的水随我一伸一缩的韵律荡漾，而昭仪口中发出荡魂蚀骨的叫声，我觉得她的叫声比晴文的大，也许是因为她是和我名正言顺的夫妻，不像晴文和我算私通，怕別人说话。
想到这，我对昭仪就有些歉意，但是沒多久，内疚感就被兴奋感驱逐了。
就快到高潮时，她的呻吟声变成十分夸张，因我是採用背后进入的体位，她臀部扭动幅度竟也很激烈，剧烈的磨擦让我及昭仪都浑然忘我，耽溺在性交的快感里，我的龟头在她阴道里面，柔嫩的阴道使坚硬的它如入无人之地，我双手环抱抓住她的腰，利用腰力及臀部的推进力前进伸缩，她跪在浴池上，双手扶住浴池边，我的前部下体贴紧她的后臀，水面满至我的阴茎下方约三公分处，每撞击依次就有肉波震盪，传到她的胸前便使她的双乳前后波动，水面不时的地被我溅上我俩的身上，发出声响。
在这环境下，意识完全模煳，未来只有达到高潮的一条路而已。
「不要停... 不要停... 啊... 啊啊... 。」昭仪有些夸张的喊出来，双手用力握住我抓着她腰枝的手。
我汗流浃背，鼻尖的汗珠滴到她的背臀。
就快到高潮时，她的呻吟声变成十分夸张，因我是採用背后进入的体位，她臀部扭动幅度竟也很激烈，剧烈的磨擦让我及昭仪都浑然忘我，耽溺在性交的快感里，我的龟头在她阴道里面，柔嫩的阴道使坚硬的它如入无人之地，我双手环抱抓住她的腰，利用腰力及臀部的推进力前进伸缩，她跪在浴池上，双手扶住浴池边，我的前部下体贴紧她的后臀，水面满至我的阴茎下方约三公分处，每撞击依次就有肉波震盪，传到她的胸前便使她的双乳前后波动，水面不时的地被我溅上我俩的身上，发出声响。
在这环境下，意识完全模煳，未来只有达到高潮的一条路而已。
「不要停... 不要停... 啊... 啊啊... 。」昭仪有些夸张的喊出来，双手用力握住我抓着她腰枝的手。
我汗流浃背，鼻尖的汗珠滴到她的背臀。
约有数分后，我渐渐有些力不从心，终于忍不住，便低唿一声，赶紧从她的体内退出。
我习惯性的把阴茎抽出，让精液奔洩于她的美臀上。
因为我答应她，在她事业有成时才能考虑生子，我既不想用保险套，也不想昭仪吃避孕药，因此就用最安全的「性交中断法」。
一切宁静下来，她翻身躺在浴池里，眼睛闭着而嘴唇也是，好像告诉我她的满足。
我仍然是跪着，阴茎已经软了下去，尖端处有一丝液体滴到池水上。
她微微睁开眼敞开双手对我说: 「抱住我。」
于是我亦躺到水中，她将她的唇附过来，我接住她的热吻，舌头在口中交缠，意犹未盡..。
我张开口，让爱液从我的舌头流入我的口腔，我用手指将阴户上两片阴唇分开，用食指在阴核上按抚，有时便和拇指夹紧，有时用舌头舔它，有时便咬住它，每个动作，都令她愉悦，和我紧紧的融合在一起。
我玩弄她的私处不久后拍拍她的臀遨，她躺着的身体站起，来到我的下体后，她握住了它，上下滑动抚摸数次，便伏在我的两大腿之间，用手爱抚我的阴茎，用舌头舔着龟头，就像在舔冰棒，更用嘴巴整根含入她的口中，模摬着阴道，一上一下，刺激着我使我舒服，阴茎被她玩硬了，也开始想要交合。
于是我站起身，她顺势躺倒于床上，将两腿张开，白晰的身体上丛生一团黑色的物事，黑色之中有粉红的门为我的阴茎而开放。
我用手搓揉我的龟头数次，膝盖一弯挺进到她的阴门前。
有时用舌头舔我的龟头，有时圆起她的朱唇来回上下做吸的动作。
我扶住她的两片臀，将她湿润的下部移到我的面前，开始去使她「愉悦」。
我伸出舌头舔她，她的阴唇已经流满晶莹的爱液。
我忍不住，精液从龟头处射出，射的她满脸都是，热唿唿的白稠液体从她的鼻端缓缓流下，她伸出舌头，往上舔舐。
因为是医生，我知道精液含有极丰富的蛋白质，但对于精液可以养颜美容知识却只是置之一笑。
她舔舐着，然后又将她的嘴巴含住那已经垂下的阴茎，用嘴吸吮。
她似乎已经很懂的如何来取悦我。
我摸着她的头髮，有些温柔地说: 「不行啦，下次我来的时候再和你做爱吧! 。」
射完精后，我已经感到很累了，但等一下我便要回去家里，于是我不得不早点洗澡来去除我身上晴文的香水味，和刚刚做爱时满头大汗的汗臭味。
我躺在浴池中，晴文也裸身坐进来。
她拿起香皂，帮我洗身，我躺在温水里，又有个心爱的女人在服侍我，这种感官刺激及心灵上的舒畅真是不可言喻。
我俩洗完后走出浴室，互相拭去身上水珠，两人又光着身子躺在卧室的床上。
我对晴文说: 「我要和昭仪离婚，我要娶你。」
晴文惊讶的问: 「为什么? 」
我回答她: 「因为我爱你，我喜欢的就是像你这样令人魂牵梦萦的女人，更何况我七年前早就答应你在先了。」
她有些不悦的说: 「我之所以会和你再在一起，只是为了重续我们那段逝去的爱情，并不要你给我什么保证，我也不要破坏你的家庭，」声音开始断续，「我... 我只要你能陪着我，和我煮饭，和我看电视，和我... 做爱... ，我不在乎我是不是你的老婆... ，我要不要扶正..。」
我问她: 「你难道不会觉得很苦吗，为什么你不答应我，七年前，我们不是已经签订『终身契约』，你忘记了吗?」
她爬下床，走至梳装台前，背对着我，有些哽咽的回答我: 「那次是我自愿放弃的，我爱你，但我无法要求你从另一个女性中跳到我这里，最近我和你如此，我已经很对不起你太太了，我不想当破坏人家家庭的『坏女人』... 。」
我走下床，她已经激动的哭出来，我搂住她，「別担心，你不是坏女人。你永远是我最可爱的晴文。」
她伏到我的胸膛上激动地哭泣着，「我多么希望我现在是你的老婆，每次我看见別人成双成对，我就好羡慕，每天晚上独自望着天花板，我好希望你能在我身旁，抱着我...。」
我紧紧地拥抱着她，心里面感伤极了。
「但我不能，我只是你的情人，昭仪才是你的太太。答应我，不要这样好吗? 」
回到家中，我一句话也沒说，反正自从以前我和昭仪的话便很少，只有我向她求欢或她向我求欢时才能说出那几句话。
一连好几天我都只是例行的起床，叫醒昭仪，便去上班，我开始怀疑我对昭仪是否再有耐心，我们平时家事都我大部分在作，甚至连上班都由我叫醒她，这样一个女人和晴文是差多远，我下班回家，她从来就未曾煮过一次晚餐给我，她在工作上是女强人，但当一位称职的妻子却很糟糕，我突然对她十分厌烦，晴文的出现不啻是对我生活的转变炊j生机，我只有在那间小公寓中方能体会a的温暖，我是娶了昭仪这部生育机器吗，不! 她甚至不准我碰她!
下班后，对医院中那对老先生和老太太的表现十分羡慕，虽老态龙锺但他们却非常相爱相系。
「这才是爱情、婚姻，」我自喃自语「昭仪她会如此吗? 哼! 」
我开车回家，昭仪留了张字条，她要去参加一次重要的应酬，要我准备如下的消夜给她。
我接到这留言，不禁怒火中烧，「什么意思! 她以为我是谁! 」
我恨恨地叫骂，报復性地。
我突然想到晴文，「找晴文她去! 」
我开了车就直奔晴文的小公寓，我需要她给我家庭的温暖!
我在车上想着如何要和昭仪摊牌的事，但心中却很感慨，我变了，难道是晴文的影响吗?
「不会的，她是那么善体人意..」我一想到昭仪，竟有些心虚。
我大力摇摇头，「管她的。」我想。
她一见到是我，高兴的抱着我，和我热情的接吻。
「怎样? 有什么心事吗? 」
我含混的带过去，她看我不愿意说，也就不继续追问下去。
晴文和我静静对坐着，吃着晚餐。
晚餐结束后，她起身收拾碗碟，进去厨房清洗。
「沙沙..」水声响起，我走进厨房，她正在那里。
我往前一抱，她手中的碟子滑落至水槽里，激起一阵水花。
在她的耳际说: 「我需要你..。」
我躺在地板上，双掌握住晴文美丽的乳房，她坐在我坚硬的阴茎上，臀部前后游移着，我在她体内磨擦，那种舒服的感觉真愉快，我对晴文暧昧的说: 「今天我要看你如何服侍我」
她沒搭腔，但脸上稍微有羞怯的表情，口中有时也因动作过大而发出声音，我可以清楚地感觉我的龟头和她的阴道壁交接时之快感。
就在我即将爆发的时刻我将它从她的体内退出，对做到火热时将阴茎从你的爱人体内退出是需要一些毅力和忍力。
我对正在喘气的晴文说: 「我今天要好好的和你缠绵一次，两次，三次... 」
她通红的脸看起来好美，我俩走出卧室，扭开电视后便双双翻于床头，又是一阵热吻，一阵子后，我用双手从她的乳房中将她架起，我手可沒闲着，将她的双乳房爱抚后才依依不捨的放下，互拥着看电视。
然后约莫过了半小时不等，像是心有灵犀一样，我俩再次互拥，接吻，爱抚，做爱。
我身体在上，她身体在下，两个裸体人类的交会处不停的晃动。
我们两个几是每隔一小时便做爱一次，我都在那紧要关头退出。我已不想再回去见昭仪，这些年来的怨怼在晴文的出现时爆发出来，这些年的怨怼化成我现在的狂暴的发洩。
我躺在床上，晴文窝在我身际。
晶莹滑亮的液体覆盖，那是她分泌出来的爱液。
时间一分分的过去，我的体力亦渐感不支，但是当我看到躺在地上的晴文正被我引发的「抽送」而喘息低吟，我就不忍心要减低我任何一次的冲力。
我用力推去，逐渐她开始抓紧我。
口中已不復呻吟，取而代之的是一连串欲仙欲死的哼声。
我也陶醉在这一场爱与欲的世界里。
一切的时间都停止了，一切的空间都消失了，我和晴文之间只有那一阵阵的兴奋及刺激，刺激感从我那根一直不断地传入我脑中，将我推向灵慾的高峰。
我改变和晴文做爱的体位，改从背后进入她的身体。
她跪伏在浴室的地板上，我望前刺。
她的两片肉臀撞击我的下体，带给我不小的快感。
「好爽! 」我想。
我伸手去握住她悬在半空的乳房，我用力握揉那两团美丽而吸引人的「肉团」，她激烈地吟叫着。
「啊啊..啊啊..」
莲蓬头的水大量地喷下来，她那飘逸的长髮此时已被漉湿，我们身上都被水沖刷着，好像是温柔的抚摸。
我向前、向后。
那地方被她的「小穴」环包着，一种温热而说不出的快感传上来，我抽送的越激烈，她尖叫的越大声。
最后我终于抽送到顶峰。
我俩在那一瞬间达到高潮。
我可以很清楚的感觉到我在她体内射精时阵阵的抽动感，一阵一阵又一阵，我幻想我的每一阵射精时一定很迅速并且很直的射入她的子宫前，然后黏于她的阴道深处的壁，数亿只精虫去完成它们找寻卵子，完成延续生命的任务。
我感到兴奋、快感、和一种说不出的感觉。
晴文像是轻松下来一样，不再呻吟了。
她这时只是张开嘴巴，双唇微微张开地喘气。
我在她体内虽然已经「洩了气」，但我仍然在她体内，我放开她被我擎起的双腿，低身去吻她。
我在她耳边轻轻的说: 「你舒服快乐吗? 这样子好吗? 」
她点点头，以一副满足的笑容凝视着我，好美。
我抱起全身虚软的晴文，走出浴室，在精疲力竭之馀，昏沈沈的在床上睡去。
我步入家里，昭仪一夜等我，正斜躺在沙发上睡觉。
她被我开卧房的门声吵起，怒气沖沖地过来质询我整夜去哪里了，为什么她交代我的事我都沒做?
我不理她，她狠狠的甩了我一巴掌，一时间，所有时间似乎冷冻在这里。
我毕竟是不打女人的，这是我的原则。
可是我却气极了，于是我用力将手提箱甩到她脚下，冷峻地瞪她，表达出我对她的忿怒。
她原先一个人诧异的呆望着我，然后就放声大哭。
我独自走书房里。
如此地过了一天。
之后几天，我和昭仪的冷战达到顶点，但过了不久，约七、八天，以一个女强人的她，立场居然软化了!
她像是同我认错一般，在我好不容易准时回家的那晚，做了晚餐给我，我也不想太伤她的心，两人默默无言的对坐着吃饭。
吃完，走入我俩的卧房。
既然她不和我冷战，已沒必要再如此一方冷战。
可是她并不怀疑我是否有外遇或如何，她仍然是相信我的人格，也许是我以前的行为太标准了。
我躺在床上，眼睛望着天花板，这时门被人打开，我向那里望去，发现昭仪穿着一件半透明的睡衣走近，半透明的睡衣遮不住她成熟的身体，尖峭的乳房，黝黑的下体，修长的玉腿，她全身只有那件。
她握住我的手，有些羞怯但风情万种地对我说: 「我要。」
说完闭上眼睛，将脸凑过来，要和我接吻。
但我赌气的偏过脸去。
她以为我仍然在生气，将身体进一步的靠过来。
我推开她，冷冷的说: 「磙开! 別碰我! 」
她一听整个人都变了，先是对我大叫，但我的冷漠使她心寒。
于是她的态度大幅转变，平时高高在上，不可侵犯的女强人不见了。
我第一次感到她在女强人的假面具之下竟然如此的脆弱。
她跳下床，眼睛开始充满泪珠，移到我眼前用近乎哭泣的声音对我说，她受不了我们再如此的不言不语下去，她问我说我怎么了，为什么不再理她，难道我失去对她的迷恋了吗?
我本想和她摊牌，但我顾虑晴文知道后，也许从此便再和我断绝来往，我不要失去她。
我起身，走出卧室。
她在房里哭泣着。
我将客房的门反锁，因为我不想和她再多说任何一句话。
我窝进棉被中，那根却因为刚才那幕而有些勃起。
I slapped my forehead hard and said, "How could you think about that guy?"
But I started to feel desire, "I'll go see Qingwen tomorrow."
Consort Zhao did not come to see me all night.
I drove to Qingwen's apartment, but she wasn't there.
About a week later, I went to see her every day.
"What happened? Is something going to happen?"
I realized something was wrong, so I drove to the middle school where she worked.
As soon as I approached the office, I saw her female colleague. I went up to her and asked her a question, and she answered me somewhat hesitantly.
Undeterred, I stepped out of the teachers' office and was shocked to find Qingwen about to leave the school. I rushed forward to grab her.
I grabbed her arm and forcefully turned her around. Her pale face revealed an indescribable sorrow. She looked at me with a mournful expression, and in the brief moment I held her, she broke free from my grasp. I chased after her, and she left me with the words: "I love you!"
She then got into her colleague's car, leaving me standing there watching the smoke and dust.
I lived my days in despair, while Zhaoyi took a long leave of absence.
Although I stopped talking to her, Zhaoyi unusually focused on taking care of me. She knew something must have happened to make me like this, and she had indeed wondered if I was having an affair. But she was so gentle at this moment that my stance gradually softened.
During the days we lived apart in the guest room, I heard Zhaoyi sobbing on quiet nights. I wondered why she had to suppress me like a strong woman when she needed me to comfort her so much.
I once asked her for a divorce, but she ran into the room crying with tears streaming down her face. I couldn't bear it, and I also realized that I had no right to hurt the heart of a wife who loved me.
Qingwen and I avoided each other. I felt like a ship without a rudder, living aimlessly. I applied for sick leave from the hospital, but the hospital didn't know what had happened to me. They thought I was blaming myself for not being able to save a critically injured car accident patient during my shift yesterday.
Six months later, I felt much better and went back to work.
Zhaoyi also resigned for me, giving up her beloved job.
She is currently focusing on taking care of me, and things have eased up between us quite a bit.
During a conversation with Zhaoyi, I learned that the reason she pretended to be a strong woman to suppress me was because she didn't want to "spoil" me too much. In her mind, doctors were all philanderers who would neglect their wives, and only by "disciplining" them properly could they prevent their husbands from going astray.
I could only manage a bitter smile.
Time truly heals all wounds, and my impression of Qingwen has begun to fade.
I am still worried about her illness.
"Is it really cancer?" I didn't dare to think about her current situation. "Early-stage cancer can still be treated... Maybe it's just a misdiagnosis, and she doesn't actually have the disease, just a minor ailment."
He and Zhaoyi had been in a low period for about seven months, which finally ended after a kiss.
I apologized to her, feeling quite embarrassed, and she cried tears of joy.
After kissing, we took it a step further and made love, completely releasing the pent-up desires we had endured for seven months, and had a "passionate" sexual encounter.
I ejaculated inside Zhaoyi.
She promised to give me a healthy, chubby baby.
I bid farewell to Qingwen, but in return I became a Zhaoyi. I don't know whether to be happy or sad.
A year and a few months later, Qingwen still did not reappear.
In the torrent of my memories, the days I spent with her have faded into the past. Zhaoyi and I have completely returned to the days before we met Qingwen. However, this time we are even more in love, and our married life has become very sweet and intimate.
These are things I could never have imagined before.
Perhaps I should thank Qingwen.
I lay down, my face pressed against Zhaoyi's breast, panting heavily.
Zhaoyi gently stroked my hair, and tiny beads of sweat seeped from our skin.
We just finished making love.
"You were so rough just now, you almost hurt me."
"How could I control myself? The way you were just now forced me to do it."
"Hate! "
I hugged her from behind, gently caressing her with both hands. I stroked her breasts and lightly touched the spot where we had just come together.
I asked her, "Does it still hurt?"
She shook her head.
I rolled over and pinned her down, biting her nipple and tasting it lightly.
“You’ve never done this before,” she continued. “You just go to sleep after sex, I don’t know sex is beautiful.”
I licked her nipple with the tip of my tongue.
"Hmm...that's why I don't really want to have sex with you..."
I kissed her lips.
"Why didn't you tell me how you felt and what you thought? If you had said so sooner, none of this unpleasantness would have happened," I paused, "our fatal flaw in the past was poor communication..."
She began by saying, "Back then, I acted like a strong, independent woman. Would I really talk to you about these things?"
She smiled bitterly.
"Stop talking," I sealed her lips with mine. "Let bygones be bygones!"
I placed the tip of my tongue into her mouth, and moved my hands apart her legs, positioning myself between them.
She laughed. "Haven't you already done it? Do you want to do it again?"
I shifted my position, inserting my now erect penis into her. "My wife is so alluring, how could I bear to only do it once?"
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One day, I was reading in my study when Consort Zhao walked in.
Zhaoyi's words implied that she knew about my and Qingwen's past, but suggested that she would forgive and forget.
I knew the implication in her words, but I was too anxious to care. I just wanted to know what happened to Qingwen and where she had gone.
I went up to her and asked her urgently.
Zhaoyi stood before me, muttering bitterly to herself, "Sigh! He still..."
With a weak, choked voice, she asked me to go somewhere with her.
I walked out with her and saw that Zhaoyi was four months pregnant. I started to wonder how to handle this extramarital affair.
"I'll break up with Qingwen," I thought to myself with a heavy heart. "Or with Zhaoyi?"
I approached the hospital where I worked. Inside the towering building, many life-and-death situations occurred every day. When I first started working at this hospital, I was saddened by the death of a patient in a certain bed. But after witnessing so many sad and unforgettable things, I became numb. I always thought that nothing could make me sad, but in fact, I failed—because I was also saddened by the loss of Qingwen.
I saw a person with their face covered by a white veil by the hospital bed, and I was startled. "Qingwen?"
Startled, I walked over dejectedly. I saw her trying to say something to me, but she couldn't make a sound.
Xiao Li told me from the side: "It's terminal leukemia. Even if you're her attending physician, you're still helpless."
I looked at him, but my heart was filled with endless sorrow.
"Xiao Zhang, all you can do right now is stay by her side so she can leave this world without any worries," he said, patting my shoulder in comfort.
"I'll stay with you, you won't die, you absolutely won't..." I said sadly.
At this moment, Qingwen looked at me with great affection through her eyes that were visible through her mask. In those eyes, there seemed to be a relaxed and gentle feeling. I don't know why she showed such a look. She stretched out her palm. After not seeing her for a long time, her palm had lost its former plumpness and tenderness, replaced by dry and weak paleness.
She grasped my hand with her frail fingers, but soon her hand slipped from mine.
I called out: "Qingwen!"
I yelled at Zhaoyi and Qingwen's colleagues: "You kept this from me! She's so sick, why didn't you tell me? Do you know how much she needs me?"
Tears streamed down my face uncontrollably. I grabbed Zhaoyi tightly, "You...you..."
At this moment, her eyes were also red from crying. She shook her head and remained silent. I spread my hands, knelt down, and tears fell to the floor. Zhaoyi came closer, and I leaned into her arms.
"I'm a doctor, why didn't she say she had cancer?"
Consort Zhao held me as I wept. Although she knew I had been unfaithful to her, she looked just like a kind mother comforting a grieving child.
Even before she died, Qingwen wouldn't let me see her haggard face and her frail life. Just as she said in her last letter to me, the days she spent with me were unforgettable memories of her final days, whether it was during our university years or those short few months...
Holding a bouquet of flowers, followed by Consort Zhao and our son, I sadly placed them in front of Qingwen's grave.
The matter is over, but I have never fulfilled my promise to Qingwen.
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