Women in the project department

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Fang was a mature woman, around 34 or 35 years old, about 165cm tall, with an oval face, a ponytail, a large and perky bottom, and a C-cup bust that was a bit saggy. She was the only woman in our entire project team who wore tight jeans and leather boots. Her relatively trendy outfit naturally attracted the attention of most of the men in our section, but since her husband was a technician in our section, no one dared to do anything too outrageous. But besides cooking, Fang didn't have much to do all day. She spent her days with me at the project team watching TV or playing mahjong. Of course, before this, I had never thought of seducing her; at most, I treated her like an older sister. But after this, I found that my gaze had changed, turning into the look of a hungry wolf eyeing a lamb. So, my mind started slowly plotting how to sleep with her again.
With this idea in mind, my first priority was to make a good impression on her. We usually spent most of our time together, chatting purely to pass the time, so we didn't have much contact and didn't know each other well. How could I possibly win over Fang? So, I started casually steer the conversation towards topics she liked, trying to find things that interested her and get her to talk while I listened. This had two advantages: firstly, women like to be noticed and listened to; secondly, by hearing about her experiences and hobbies, I could roughly gauge her emotional state and then target her weaknesses. After chatting like this for three or four days, we gradually became more familiar and closer than before. Occasionally, we could even crack some slightly risqué jokes; I knew I had succeeded in my first step. Then, in the second step, I gradually steered the conversation towards myself. I fabricated my romantic experiences for her, portraying myself as someone who gave everything for love but was still dumped, thus arousing her curiosity and sympathy. Once a woman is aroused in these two ways, she's not far from being tricked. Everyone has the desire to pry into other people's secrets, and she was no exception. In this stage, I had successfully built up my image as a loyal and righteous person, making her feel very good about me. Then, she even wanted to introduce me to a girlfriend. I pretended to be deeply moved and wanted to recognize her as my sister, which she tacitly agreed to. We talked about my story for about two days. After she thought I had opened up to her, I knew she had lowered her guard a bit and wouldn't reject my further plans. The third step was to steer the conversation back to her, praising her lavishly. Because of the comfort she had received from my experience in the previous step (although it was 70% fictional), she accepted my praise without any reservations. Moreover, when praising her, I quoted some poems she had heard before but didn't know the source of, giving her a novel feeling of being praised in a different style. At the same time, I subtly compared her to the women around her, praising her for being better than these women, gradually making her feel superior. Then I compared her to celebrities, praising her for being virtuous, down-to-earth, and devoted, further enhancing her sense of superiority. This was because her husband never said these kinds of praise to her; the other men on the construction site, you know, were all rude, and she couldn't say these things even if she wanted to. Gradually, I made her feel that I was a person of substance, different from other men. Every day, I wanted her to discover different strengths in me and experience different feelings of comfort each day. Seeing that the plan had been going smoothly for the past few days, I started preparing to distance myself from her. Because the comfort level had been established over these few days, if things continued like this, she might start to see me as her spiritual lover, which would make it much more difficult to sleep with her. In order to successfully sleep with her, I planned to give her the cold shoulder for three days. During this period, I deliberately drove away early in the morning and pretended to be very busy when I got back to the project site, rarely communicating with her. In fact, I was secretly observing her mind. If ignoring her made her angry and she really stopped talking to me, then all my efforts would be wasted. At this stage, I only needed to make her feel a little uneasy, wondering if she had done something wrong that made me distance myself from her. Once she had this emotional turmoil, I would stop. After the initial cooling-off period, I spent another four or five days trying to win her over. Before that, I explained why I had distanced myself from her recently, subtly hinting that I had been ignoring her because I had feelings for her and was afraid of disturbing her life, so I deliberately hid these feelings. This also subtly showed my affectionate side. She pretended not to understand, unaware that I was deliberately creating a smokescreen to gradually win her over. Then, I gradually steered the conversation towards married life, since only she had the right to speak on it. So, she shared her views on her marriage, and through my gradual guidance, I learned... She used to work in Sichuan and loved to dance. Her husband, fearing she might stray, sent her to Xinjiang. But once there, working on a construction site, she found it all meaningless and felt very depressed. Her husband was often away (he was a technician, frequently surveying at another site), and she had no one to talk to at night… Hearing this, I knew my plan was halfway there. Then, targeting this lonely woman, I used my usual conversational skills and steered the conversation towards sexual topics. Slowly, we progressed to brief physical contact, occasionally even hugging. But I knew this wasn't quite there yet—it needed another chance.
And so, we continued this ambiguous relationship. Finally, two days later, an opportunity arose. That day, our section's supervisor got drunk and knocked on her door that night (wanting to have sex). She wouldn't open it, so the supervisor kept banging. Everyone knew, but no one dared to say anything. Luckily, I hadn't left yet, so I went up and got a few workers to coax and trick the supervisor into going back to bed. Her husband found out, and he said that if she wasn't seducing someone, why would anyone knock on the door at night? Anyway, they had a fight, and she felt wronged. Nothing happened that night. The next day, I came to the construction site and saw that she had dark circles under her eyes and bloodshot eyes. I knew today was my chance. Because she was a cook, she had to go shopping every few days. Usually, she would take a pickup truck. Today, I deliberately told her that I was going to buy some things and could give her a ride. Everyone thought it was normal and didn't suspect anything. I thought to myself, "If you get in the car, you'll have one foot in my bed."
果不出然，上午一大早，我就开车和她一起出了工地，路上，我故意把车速开得很慢，一边放点悲伤的音乐，一边引导她让她把心里的委屈说出来，慢慢的，气氛到了，她也哭了，我找个机会停了车，搂着她说不想看着让她这么难过，愿意把一切苦都替她吃了，也要换她开心，她一直哭，没拒绝我的搂着，然后，我进一步说，从她安慰我开始我就知道我需要的是你这种女人，我已经爱上你了，我无法自拔等等，她一听有点吃惊，但是还让我搂她，我就顺势用双手捧着她的脸，眼睛看着她，对她说，芳，看着我，好么，看着我的眼睛（这技巧对结婚的女人屡试不爽）然后她看着我，我们对视了10s左右，我就吻下去，她开始有点拒绝，我又说，看着我，芳，我爱你，然后，我们就吻了起来，差不多吻了十几分钟，期间也摸过她的咪咪了，我放开她，说，芳，好了，我只想让你知道我爱你，我愿意为你付出一切就好了，希望你开心就好，每天看到你开心我就开心，总之又回到了关心她的话题上，我开着车，带她去连部买了东西，顺道买了个小首饰给她，差不多50元左右吧，说送给她，有它在她就不会再受委屈了，在回来的路上，一直和她说煽情的话，离要到工地的时候，我停下车，又吻了她，这次她很配合，过后，我给她说，下午三点，我带你去个地方，你不要问去哪，你只要给别人说你东西忘买了就是了。要是你不愿意，我也不强求，我让你考虑下，要是你不同意，就给我发个短信，内容什么也不说，我就懂了，不会再打扰你的。说完，就又开着车了，回到工地，差不多11点多，这阶段我就一直刻意的回避她，因为我知道，这阶段要让她自己想一想，让她自己说服自己，为自己出轨找个理由，只有她内心做出接受我的决定了，我的计划才完成了。但如果她不愿意，小狼还有b计划，只不过要稍微麻烦点而已。就这样，一直到了下午2点40左右，我故意去车里发动下，好提醒一下她，果然，十多分钟以后，她从她住的地方出来了，叫小狼带她去买点东西，小狼故意装作对大家说要把我的事处理完了才能顺道带你买，可能要耽误点时间，她说没事，晚点回来就晚点回来，工地上当时的工人都听见了，谁都不会怀疑我们是去xxoo,于是，小狼二话不说，载着她就往清水河住的地方飞奔，期间我们谁也没说话，只不过我在车里放了一些适合做爱听的音乐而已。
- When we arrived at our place, we closed the door and immediately started kissing and embracing. We took off our clothes, turned on the air conditioner, and she very proactively extended her tongue to me, her hands already unbuckling my belt. I was surprised by her initiative; Fang usually seemed quite shy, so why was she being so forward? But my little brother immediately "stood up" (probably because it had been too long since I'd been with a woman). Just as I started taking off my pants, she stopped! Turns out she was going to take a shower. After she finished showering, she came out wearing only her underwear, and then she told me to go shower too! When I came back, she was already lying in bed. I quickly took off my clothes until I was only in my underwear, and we started a wet kiss. During the kiss, she took off her bra, and I saw her breasts—about a C cup, quite perky, not bad! And although she was already 34, her nipples were a rather light color, probably because her husband didn't use them much. I said, "Fang, I love you, I like you, give me a blowjob, okay?" I pointed to my penis. She didn't say anything, just looked at me with an indescribable expression for a moment, then pulled down my underwear. She said no, but grabbed it and put it in her mouth. Fang was very into the blowjob, sucking and licking, not missing either of my testicles, making loud smacking sounds! While enjoying it, I said comfortably, "Fang, if we're together, I'm your husband, okay?" She mumbled an agreement with my penis in her mouth. She responded to my "wife," and that's when I realized I had completely conquered her heart. My hand started to reach into her underwear. She glanced at me, grinned mischievously, took off her underwear, turned around and sat on top of me, saying, "Honey, I want you to suck my penis too," and continued to blow-dry enthusiastically. I saw it was 69! So I started licking her clitoris. Her entire lower body was already soaking wet; her underwear was thrown next to me, and I could clearly see a large puddle of fluid on it. Her genitals were fairly traditionally Eastern, with little hair. Her large, brown labia minora protruded from her labia majora, open and revealing the entrance to her vagina. She began to moan, her voice growing louder as she pleased for oral sex, her words becoming increasingly lewd: "Husband, I love you," "I want to marry you, husband..." At first, I felt a little awkward, but soon I found it very enjoyable. Less than 10 minutes later, she said, "I can't take it anymore, husband, come in!" I said, "I'll give you a special privilege, you can fuck me." Fang pleaded, saying no, but she couldn't resist me, so she turned around, braced herself on the bed with one hand, grabbed my penis with the other, and plopped down on me. Her upper body was upright, the range of motion unlike anything I'd ever seen before, her hands constantly kneading her breasts, her mouth repeatedly saying things like, "Oh, husband... husband, fuck me!" I felt a double stimulation of touch and hearing, and for a moment I worried I would ejaculate very quickly! That day I was in good spirits. A few minutes later, she suddenly stopped thrusting and made "oh oh" sounds. At the same time, I felt a force inside her vagina pushing my penis out. I thought maybe she had orgasmed! I thrust my hips upwards, filling her completely. Then she leaned over and climbed on top of me. I could feel her heavy breathing and the trembling of her body and vagina. I said, "Honey, you orgasmed." Fang nodded and hummed in agreement. I knew she was still immersed in her orgasm, so I hugged her and kept telling her how beautiful she was. My penis was still inside her. After about a minute, I said, "Honey, are you done?" She propped herself up on the bed with her hands, slightly raised her upper body, and blushed, saying, "Honey, I haven't felt this good in a long time. It's all your fault, that naughty thing of yours, it went in so deep, I feel so good." I asked, "You're all satisfied, but I haven't come yet. What should we do now?" Fang said, "Do whatever you want. Do whatever you want." Hearing this, I suddenly felt a sense of accomplishment, as if I had conquered her body. I patted her buttocks to make her get off, then, holding her thighs, I thrust all the way in using the traditional position. She grabbed my waist tightly with both hands and pinched me hard! I said, "Don't pinch so hard. We don't have any deep-seated hatred." Fang blushed and scolded me, "Isn't it because you're such a bad thing, so disobedient?" We fought like this for over ten minutes. Feeling like I was about to climax, I asked Fang if I could ejaculate inside. She said she wasn't wearing an IUD. I asked my wife, "I want to ejaculate in your mouth, okay?" She initially refused, but after a few hard thrusts, she finally agreed. I continued thrusting, and the sounds of our bodies merging became increasingly clear. I looked down and saw the sheets were soaked. About five more minutes passed, and I felt it was about time. I put my penis in her mouth and said, "Wife, I'm about to come. It's up to you now." She immediately took it in and started blowing hard. Strangely enough, the urge to ejaculate vanished. She blew for two or three minutes without any reaction. "Shoot," I said, "Let me try again." She glared at me and said, "No way, are you really that good?" I laughed at her, "Silly wife, your technique isn't good enough. Let's change positions. You roll over and crawl on the bed, I'll do you from behind." Fang said men all like doing it this way. Saying that, she crawled on the bed, her hands on the bed, her upper body parallel to the bed. I went behind her, aimed at her opening, and thrust all the way in again. As I thrust, I kept adjusting my position. I made her upper body at an angle to the bed, her buttocks raised high, exposing her entire anus and vagina to me. Looking at her anus, I couldn't resist wanting to penetrate her, so I asked her, "Wife, I want to try from behind, is that okay?" She said, "Why don't you try?" I wasn't sure if I could get in. I asked if she'd done this before, and she said her husband had, but they hadn't done it in a long time. Then she put her hand behind her back, ran two fingers around her vagina, smeared her vaginal fluid on her anus, and then inserted two fingers into her anus, repeating this several times. She said, "Okay, you can try." I first inserted my penis into her vagina, moving it left and right, up and down a few times to get more lubrication from her fluids, then aimed for her anus and slowly inserted it! But it was too tight inside; I could only insert the head and couldn't go any further. My foreskin was pulled painfully, so I gave up, saying, "Forget it, I can't get in." She said there was no lubrication, probably because... "If you can't get in, let's try again next time." I said, "Next time won't be the same." She said she had a way. "Don't worry, as long as it's possible, I'll definitely let you in." I said, "Then it's settled!" And we continued with doggy style... Finally, I felt the final moment was approaching. I remembered she said I couldn't ejaculate inside, so I pulled my penis out and rubbed it against her buttocks. With a deep growl, I ejaculated. The first time wasn't much, it hit her buttocks. She lay on the bed, turning her head to see me ejaculate. Who knew the second time was more plentiful and powerful, it shot straight into the hair next to her right ear. The third time, it hit her right cheek. I felt very embarrassed.
After the encounter, I helped her dry off my semen, and then I wiped her genitals. She was a little touched and said, "You're not only gentle, but also very considerate. My husband never wipes me down there!" Fang also told me that she felt like having a second orgasm soon after her first, but she kept holding back. When I asked her why, she said she felt embarrassed because we had two orgasms on our first time having sex. I said, "Why bother? Wouldn't it be better to have another orgasm?" She said, "Yes, I did. When I ejaculated, she wanted to see, but when she turned around, she saw my semen shooting onto her face, and she couldn't control herself and immediately orgasmed."
This was my first time with Fang. The whole process made me feel that all my previous efforts had been worthwhile. After all, prostitutes would never let you enjoy sex so freely and cooperatively, and I even tried anal sex once. Actually, we did more that afternoon, but nothing was as exciting as the first time.
Once that first time happened, I would often touch her breasts when no one was around at the project site. She never said anything, and sometimes when I stole a kiss, she would pretend to be angry. People who hadn't slept with her thought she was conservative, but only I knew how wanton and seductive she was in bed. Unfortunately, we only had a chance to spend half a day together once or twice a month. After all, it wouldn't be good for either of us to arouse suspicion. She was also the first woman I slept with on the construction site. Counting the time, it probably took about 17 days from planning to actually sleeping with her. Looking back now, it was worth it. I'm writing this partly to share some fodder for conversation, and partly to reminisce about Fang and the days I spent in Xinjiang.

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