An extramarital affair that I still remember

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That evening, as I rode the elevator home, I felt uneasy. Although I hadn't done anything wrong, I already felt unfaithful to my husband. I had actually agreed to a date with my ex-lover, Zhixin, which could be a dangerous beginning. Undeniably, Zhixin's maturity deeply attracted me, but continuing would definitely lead to trouble.

I opened the door and cautiously entered the living room. The house was silent; my husband hadn't returned yet. Suddenly, someone hugged me from behind, startling me.

"Who is it?!" I cried out.

"Wife, it's me!" Ah Guang always liked this. He was my husband; we'd been married for five years, and he was still as passionate as ever, holding me tightly.

Soon, his hands began to roam freely over my body. Before, I would have pushed him away, but now, strangely, I half-heartedly resisted.

"Wife, coming home so late, where did you go?" he said with a grin, kissing my neck.

"Oh! We just finished playing mahjong!" I lied. His kisses tickled me, and his fingers, like a magician, caressed my breasts.

I didn't understand why I was so easily aroused tonight; I even felt myself getting wet. He held me tightly, kissing my ear. Ah Guang was hot and bothered. He reached into my panties, and I struggled desperately.

He impatiently pushed me onto the sofa. We had made love there before, so it was second nature to him. My heart was pounding. Under his intense caresses, I felt an intense desire, the strongest desire I'd ever felt. I didn't know if it had anything to do with my date with Zhi Xin. But meeting my ex-boyfriend again today definitely stirred up some waves of desire.

Of course, my husband was completely unaware of this feeling. I needed it so badly that I pulled down his pajama bottoms, threw them on the floor, and gently slipped my hand inside his underwear, stroking his pubic hair. I loved the feeling, and Ah Guang seemed to enjoy it too. But then, the place I touched was completely different from before.

In the past, Ah Guang was always very sensitive; even the slightest touch would make him stiff as steel. Besides, after our intimate moments, theoretically he should be fully erect. But now he was weak and powerless, making me anxious.

"What's wrong...?" I asked, a little surprised. He said awkwardly, "Maybe I'm just too tired today!"

I tried my best to arouse him with caresses, because I desperately needed him to satisfy me, but it only made things worse. I rubbed my thighs tightly, and he seemed to be trying too. Unfortunately, his face was flushed, sweat beaded on his forehead, and he couldn't lift his head no matter what.

"You can't do it and you still bother me, so troublesome," I said, saying something my husband didn't like to hear, but I was really angry. At the moment I craved it most, he was so ineffective.

I pushed him away and went into the room to change. He followed me in, still clinging to me.

"Wife, give me time, just a touch will do." He touched my breasts, but I pushed him away because I was afraid he would leave me feeling awkward and unsatisfied, which would be the worst thing.

Actually, my husband also experiences this intermittently. Usually, I would just go to sleep, but tonight I felt extremely empty, and I really needed a strong man.

I took my clothes and went into the bathroom, filled the tub with hot water, and soaked in the water to wash myself. A wave of comfort washed over me. I stroked my body, feeling a little proud of my figure. Touching my tender breasts, I had a series of fantasies.

I fantasized about my ex-lover Zhixin's touch, his rough and powerful hands making my whole body go weak. I unconsciously moved downwards, my fingers moving rhythmically, and Zhixin's mature and gentle face appeared before me.

He kissed me, he kissed my eyes, and kissed my face passionately. I couldn't help but kiss his lips in return. The sensation of our lips meeting was very comfortable. I touched his penis, which was still strong enough to make my heart flutter.

I remember when I was unmarried, I had a relationship with Zhixin, my first love. We kissed, touched, and hugged. So, I had touched his penis too; he was even stronger than my husband. However, we were young then and never dared to cross that line.

Later, he went to study in England, and our feelings faded. After that, I met Aguang, who is now my husband, and I gave him my virginity. Unexpectedly, this long-awaited reunion with Zhixin brought back a flood of memories. I was a little out of control, as if Zhixin had completely entered my body. His strong member was driving me wild with pleasure; I was enjoying a strength even greater than my husband's. He thrust in at full speed, and I was almost insane.

Suddenly, a knock on the door brought me back to reality. I was still soaking in the bathtub; Zhixin's intrusion was just my fantasy. My fantasy gave me a release, yet a sense of emptiness surrounded me.

My husband was anxiously knocking on the door outside.

"Honey, it's been so long, are you alright? Are you still angry?"

"I'm fine, you should go to sleep." Afraid of arousing suspicion, I replied curtly.

I lathered myself with shower gel, finally truly cleaning myself; I like to take my time. After washing, I wrapped myself in a towel and went out. I checked on my husband in the room; he was indeed asleep. I lazily lay down on the sofa, watching a late-night Cantonese movie on TV.

Suddenly, the phone rang. It was Zhixin calling.

"Ah, why are you so late?"

"Oh! Ah Ling, I'm sorry, you're still awake!"

"What's up?"

"Ah Ling, do you have time tomorrow? I'd like to invite you to dinner."

Zhixin's voice was still magnetic; every word he spoke was irresistible.

"Is this alright? Tomorrow night at the Peninsula Hotel's coffee shop, six o'clock. I'll wait for you." Before I could decide, he continued, "I won't disturb your sleep. Goodbye."

His decisiveness was what I loved most back then. I hate men who are indecisive, and now, his short and straightforward invitation left me with no choice but to accept. I slowly put down the phone, a wave of confusion washing over me.

If I agreed to meet him again, I would clearly be crossing a dangerous line, but could I refuse? Zhixin was my first love; his deep and tender kiss was still vivid in my memory. Yet, looking at my sleeping husband, I also felt a little guilty.

The next day, I dressed up, feeling just as nervous as I had been when I was meeting my lover back then. How could I have such feelings? I've been married for several years now. Do I still love Zhixin?

The taxi took me to my destination. The layout of the upscale hotel was indeed different. The glass doors were pushed open by the doorman, and I could see Zhixin waving gently from afar. He sat in the sofa chair in the coffee shop, his composed and confident demeanor still captivating enough to charm many girls.

I walked over, and he politely moved his chair for me.

"Have you been here long?" I asked him.

"Waiting for you! It doesn't matter how long it takes."

It seemed his gentleness and thoughtfulness were truly irresistible to many girls, and there was no hint of frivolity in his words.

"What would you like to eat?"

"Anything is fine."

The waiter came over, and he ordered two dinners.

"Ah Ling, it's been years since I've seen you. You've become more and more beautiful. After seeing you last time, I couldn't sleep well all night."

"Zhixin..." I wanted to stop him from continuing, because I already had a husband, but I didn't say it.

His conversation revealed his extensive knowledge; he could speak eloquently about astronomy and geography without ever becoming dull. After dinner, he suggested a walk, and I was indifferent. We walked to the shady and romantic seaside.

We went to our old romantic spot, and sweet memories of our past flooded back. Suddenly, Zhixin gently took my hand. My heart raced. I wanted to pull away, but I didn't.

"Ah Ling, do you remember that bench over there?"

I nodded, indicating that I remembered. We used to like sitting there in a secluded spot, whispering sweet nothings, embracing, and kissing—all of it had happened on that bench.

Now, revisiting that place brought a mix of emotions. I was married; all of that could no longer happen.

Zhixin's natural attitude made me feel very awkward. We sat down together, and he stared intently at me. I lowered my head shyly.

"Ah Ling, I really regret it. I went to study in England, but I lost you."

"Zhixin, forget it, it's all in the past."

He paused, gently cupping my face in his palm, and said, "But I still love you, and I love you even more than before!" His words were simple, yet they struck me like a thunderbolt. My heart pounded, and I didn't know how to react.

I looked into his eyes, which were filled with deep affection, but I was so confused and at a loss for words that I closed my eyes and waited. At that moment, my lips were dry and my tongue was parched, craving his touch, his embrace and kiss.

He finally kissed me, his thick, passionate lips pressing down on mine. I was so nervous that my heart was in turmoil, like a prisoner awaiting judgment.

He kissed my lips, my face, my ears, and then kissed my lips again. I felt a wave of dizziness, and my body went weak. He watched us kiss passionately under the shade of a tree, just like in our first love. His masculine scent still captivated me as it had always been.

I couldn't resist, breathing heavily. I was moved; there was no denying that I loved Zhixin. He caressed me, my thighs, my navel, and even reached inside my clothes to touch my breasts.

A feeling of guilt made me freeze suddenly. I pushed him away and lowered my head.

"Zhixin, it's impossible. I already have a husband."

He didn't force me, and sat still beside me. We just stared blankly in the dim light.

Without speaking or leaving, he suddenly grabbed me and said, "Ah Ling, I understand, but I love you so much, even if it's just a one-night stand, Ah Ling! Okay?"

He hugged me again, and I couldn't help myself. We rubbed against each other, kissed passionately, and caressed each other's bodies. His penis was still hard and erect, and I grasped it. I couldn't let go, and he impulsively lifted my clothes and kissed my breasts.

"Ah Ling, promise me, okay?" We couldn't suppress the desire in our hearts. The passionate caresses were especially exciting. He impulsively reached under my skirt and touched my vulva.

"Ah! No! No!" I said, but undeniably, we both needed to get together. Zhixin dragged me to a taxi and headed towards the five-star hotel we'd just visited.

In the car, he was incredibly passionate, stroking my thighs and sniffing my hair.

Upon arriving at the hotel room, he couldn't wait to kiss me. We were already rubbing against each other passionately behind the door, his hard member pressing against my lower abdomen.

He started undressing me, and I instinctively pushed him away.

"Take a shower first!"

Knowing I was clean, he nodded and began taking off his outer garments, going into the bathroom. I sat alone on the edge of the bed, looking around at the surroundings—high-class, luxurious, everything exuding grandeur.

Suddenly, he emerged from the bathroom wearing only a towel, a few water droplets still clinging to his body. He panted, "Ah Ling, I can't wait any longer, give it to me!"

I huddled closer, letting his hands roam over my body. His bath towel had fallen off, and he was taking off my clothes one by one. Soon, we were both naked.

He held me in his arms, caressing my hands and feet carefully as if admiring an antique. I couldn't help but shyly snuggle into his arms.

"Ah Ling, you're so beautiful. Look at your feet, so delicate and exquisite, like a jade sculpture, absolutely gorgeous!" He kept praising me as he touched my feet, and then pulled my hand to touch his penis.

When my hand touched his thick, hard penis, my heart almost jumped out of my chest, and at the same time, my vaginal lubrication increased sharply. When his hand touched my wet spot, my whole body went limp.

My cheeks burned, and I had no strength left. Ren Zhixin laid me horizontally on the bed, grabbed my ankles, spread my legs, and slowly inserted his thick, hard penis into my vagina.

I finally felt fulfilled. What my husband couldn't satisfy me last night, Zhixin had given me completely. He started thrusting, his thrusts were very powerful, but because he was bigger than my husband, I felt a tightness in my chest. Zhixin, seeing the unbearable expression on my face, became even more smug. His movements quickened.

To be honest, my husband is much gentler with me than Zhixin. But for some reason, his roughness aroused my lust even faster, and I quickly climaxed. When I reached the point of ecstasy, I couldn't help but hug him tightly, and Zhixin ejaculated into my vagina at that moment.

Although I was completely absorbed in his pleasure, I could still feel his penis throbbing inside me many times. I estimated that he must have ejaculated a lot of semen. In this respect, he seemed to have surpassed my husband.

He lay on top of me, leaving his penis inside me without pulling it out. I also began to feel the tightness in my penis gradually decreasing, just like my husband's, where the penis quickly shrinks after ejaculation. But Zhixin seemed unwilling to leave me; after a while, he started kissing me again and touching my breasts. I glanced at my watch on the wall; it was only eight o'clock. I was secretly pleased with this ending.

As he touched my breasts, my vagina involuntarily twitched. He kneaded my breasts more intensely, as if discovering a new continent, and even sucked on my two sensitive nipples alternately. This made my vagina twitch even more violently. Suddenly, I felt his penis swell up inside me again.

I was amazed; my husband only ever did it once a night at most, yet Zhixin had recovered so quickly.

Zhixin started moving again. Because there was a lot of his semen inside my vagina, his movements made strange noises. It was quite embarrassing to hear. I whispered, "Let me go wash up, okay?"

Zhixin said, "Okay, I'll carry you!"

Saying that, he slowly withdrew his penis from my vagina. Then, with his strong arms, he carried my body into the bathroom.

The bathtub wasn't very big, so Zhixin had me sit on his lap and washed me like a child. I'm petite, while Zhixin is tall and strong. So I felt very safe in his arms.

Actually, we were both already clean, so we were just splashing around in the tub. I felt his hard penis pressing against my back and laughed, saying, "Zhixin, you're amazing! You just came, and you're already so hard."

Zhixin replied, "Yeah! Looks like it wants to go inside you!"

"Ah-Xin, let me get up for a moment." With that, I stood up from his lap, turned around, and sat back down. I let Zhi-Xin's penis enter my vagina. In this position, he penetrated very deeply. I instinctively hooked my arms around his neck to adjust the depth of penetration. This also allowed my breasts to press against his broad chest.

Zhi-Xin sensed this and considerately cradled my buttocks, making it easier for me to move freely in his arms. I tried to sway my hips and move against him for a while, then sat limply in his lap. I said, "I've never done this with my husband before, this is my first time with you!"

Zhi-Xin was delighted, and his response was countless kisses.

After playing in the bathtub for a while, Zhi-Xin carried me to the bed, kissing my entire body. He kissed my face, my breasts, my vulva—no part of my body escaped his kisses. He fondled my feet with great enthusiasm. His tongue slipped between my toes, a truly indescribable pleasure.

Later, he focused his attack on my vulva again, licking the sensitive little clitoris at the entrance of my vagina. He inserted his tongue into my vagina and stirred it around, even sweetly kissing my anus.

I couldn't help but ask him to have sex with me again. This time, we played around and played to our hearts' content. Finally, he ejaculated a large amount of semen into my body once more.

That night, Zhixin brought me a thrill and excitement I had never experienced before. However, I didn't dare to stay in the hotel for long. When I hurriedly returned home, it was not yet midnight, but my husband was already asleep. I breathed a sigh of relief and quietly went into the bathroom to shower. I even washed my hair before preparing to go to bed.

At this moment, unexpectedly, my husband woke up. He wanted me too, and he was in particularly good shape tonight. There was no other way! I had no choice but to take off my pants and let him have his way. For some reason, when my husband was thrusting into me, I kept thinking about Zhixin.

My husband was very hardworking and actually brought me to orgasm again.

After that, I had several more trysts with Zhixin until he returned to England, which ended this unforgettable affair.

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