The Boss Lady's Confidante

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Many years ago, I frequently traveled to Shenyang for business. Staying in hotels, I'd play around with OICQ (many kids probably don't know what that is), just to kill time while traveling, without any real intention. One day,

I started chatting with a woman online. We flirted and teased each other, and she even sent me a photo. She was pretty, quite attractive. She wasn't from Shenyang, but lived nearby. She told me her family owned an internet cafe, giving me its name and approximate location. We exchanged phone numbers and talked a few times. She said my voice was very magnetic, though a little hoarse, probably from nervousness the first time we talked.

After a few calls, I decided to visit her.

One Friday, without telling her, I embarked on my journey. After more than an hour by train, I finally arrived in her city. I easily found her family's internet cafe and went in pretending to use it. I recognized her immediately; she looked almost exactly like in the photo. I asked her a question under the pretense (because her husband was there too), secretly asking if she knew who I was.

I felt her body tremble; she immediately guessed it was me. She also found a computer, logged onto QQ, and asked why I was there. I said I missed her. Just then, it was time for dinner, and she said she wanted to treat me to dinner. I said no, but then asked her to buy me some instant noodles. After she bought them, I picked her up and made the noodles in the kitchen behind her house. She followed me. It was just the two of us, and I boldly touched her hand. She gently touched my face in return. The feeling of stealing was wonderful; every move we made felt exciting.

That night, I stayed overnight at her internet cafe. She also stayed there, pretending to be with her husband. There were only four people in the entire internet cafe: her, her husband, and another guy, who had their backs to us. We chatted for a long time. As it got late, her husband got sleepy and went to sleep in the inner room. I teased her, saying I wanted to kiss her, but she playfully refused. Because the boy had his back to us, I quietly walked up to her and kissed her. Perhaps afraid the boy would hear, she didn't flinch. After the kiss, I sat back down.

She said my lips were cold. After that, I kept looking for opportunities. One time, I had to pass by her on my way to the restroom, so I went to the restroom and, on my way back, hugged her from behind and gently kissed her. I slipped my hand inside her clothes and touched her breasts. It was probably because of that boy that she allowed me to do as I pleased, afraid of alerting him. Actually, she also had feelings for me.

That night, it ended with those two actions. The next morning, I left. A little while later, she chased after me and saw me off to the station. At the station, she wouldn't let me touch her no matter what I said. After a while, I told her to go back and wait for the train alone, and she left. A little while later, my phone rang, and she said she hadn't left. I rushed out to look for her, and sure enough, she was outside the station. Since there was still some time before the train left, we walked into a secluded alley. When we got there and there was no one around (actually, it was just that there were few people), we started kissing passionately, not caring about anything else. We continued like that until we boarded the train. That was

how our first time ended, and our feelings for each other deepened. Less than a week later, she happened to be in Shenyang on business and asked me to pick her up. I went, knowing that something was bound to happen. After helping her with her business, I told her I was going to my hotel to rest. She agreed without saying anything. When we got into the elevator, since there was no one else around, we embraced again. When we got to the room, it didn't start immediately as everyone imagined.

On a hot summer afternoon, though it was scorching outside, the room was cool and quiet. Lying beside her, listening to music from the TV, holding her hand… her legs were beautiful, I complimented, which drew us closer… slowly we merged together, she led me into the world of men. Everything felt so relaxed, so sweet. While there might not have been the thrill of passion, the beauty of sex was undeniable. As night fell

, we embraced, our bodies intertwined, not wanting to feel apart. The desire to become one filled the hearts of both men and women… Waking up in the middle of the night, I touched her body, feeling every inch of her skin. At that moment, I felt a surge of masculine strength, an unyielding desire that kept me inside her for a long time, unwilling to separate…

How precious it is for a man and a woman to be together in harmony, feeling each other. If it's just for lust, the aftermath of sex is worse than the torment of desire…

My work in Shenyang continued for another year, during which we met again. Being together again was so natural. I walked with her, saw her off to her car.

The term "confidante" is used to describe a woman like this.

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