The Pandemic – A Foreign Story

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"You guys must be careful, stay home as much as possible, and wash your hands frequently,"
I said through the video call.

"You too, there are quite a few cases in Japan now. That's all for today, contact me again when you have time," said
my senior, Qin.

"Goodbye,"
my boyfriend, Kang, waved.

"Yeah, goodbye,"
said my senior, Bin, beside me.

At this point, you probably all know what happened. Because of the COVID-19 outbreak, my boyfriend and I were separated, as were my close friends from our hometown. So we agreed to help each other out during this time.

After ending the video call, I felt a little strange. Kang and his senior seemed very affectionate.

"It's getting late, let me take you home,"
my senior said gently.

Before I could think further, my senior interrupted my thoughts,
"No need, I can go home by myself. It'll take almost two hours round trip."

"That won't do, I'm worried about you going alone. Tomorrow's Sunday, it's not a big deal,"
my senior said.

My senior insisted on taking me home, and I couldn't refuse. The senior chatted a lot along the way—about studying abroad in Japan, future plans, and things about Kang and me.

"Do you two plan to get married?"
he suddenly asked.

"I think so,"
I replied, honestly, not very confident. I really wanted to marry Kang, but would he really marry me? I really didn't know.

"He really likes you, and I can tell you like him too. I sincerely hope you two can be together in the future,"
he said.

Hearing him say that warmed my heart.
"Thank you. I'll visit you and my senior when I go back to Japan for our honeymoon."

"No problem at all. You don't need to book a hotel; you can stay at our place,"
he promised.

"That's so kind of you,"
I said politely.

"No need to be shy, we're all family,"
he said.

The train arrived at the station, and I told him not to get off, but he insisted on walking me downstairs before saying goodbye. He was so considerate.

Back home alone, those thoughts resurfaced. But I was quickly interrupted by a voice message from my senior.

"Little sister, please take good care of my boyfriend these days,"
she said.

"It's nothing, it's my duty,"
I replied.

"I'll keep an eye on him too, don't worry,"
she added.

"Thank you, senior, but I'm not worried about him going out and fooling around,"
I said.

"Really? That's good. It's getting late, get some rest,"
she said.

"Yeah, senior too,"
I replied.

Even though it was just a few words, I felt there was something more to her words. Was she trying to hide something? I quickly called my best friend, Nana.

"Do you think he might be having an affair with his senior?"
I asked anxiously.

"Do you have a picture of her?"
Nana asked.

"Yes, I'll send it to you,"
I said.

After looking at the picture, Nana said,
"She's quite pretty. I think your boyfriend is very likely to be."

"Then what should we do?"
I asked anxiously.

Nana hesitated for a moment and said,
"I don't know if I should say something."

"What can't we say between us? Tell
me," I said anxiously.

"Is there something wrong between you and your boyfriend in that area?"
Nana said quietly.

"It's alright."
I have to admit, there does seem to be a problem between Kang and me in that area. To be honest, I don't have a high sex drive, but he seems to have quite a high one.

"With your personality, you're definitely not proactive,"
Nana said.

"Actually, sometimes I really want to be proactive, but when it comes to that, I get hesitant,"
I said, feeling wronged.

"Sigh, I don't know much about that either,"
Nana said.

"Oh, right, I've been too embarrassed to tell you this. Do you think he's a pervert? He's always secretly going to porn sites,"
I said.

"Hey, isn't watching porn normal?"
Nana said.

"Not porn, just the kind you film yourself with your phone and upload online,"
I said.

"That's pretty perverted. I've always thought your boyfriend isn't very good. Maybe you should change him soon,"
Nana said.

Nana never seemed to like Kang, but it might be because Kang's attitude towards Nana wasn't very good either. He would often joke with me behind my back, calling me "your ugly best friend.

" "What are you talking about? We're living together now,"
I said, feeling a little dejected.

"Okay, let's talk about something happy,"
Nana changed the subject.

After chatting for a while, I was still upset for a long time after hanging up. I tried to video chat with Kang again, but he rejected me.

"What's wrong?"
Kang called back and asked.

"Why didn't you answer the video?"
I asked.

"Weren't we just video chatting?"
Kang said.

"What are you doing right now?"
I asked, noticing the noise in the background.

"Playing games,"
Kang said.

"Playing games with whom? It's not with your senior, is it?"
I asked again.

"Yeah, so what?"
Kang replied.

"You two seem to get along really well,"
I said, clearly getting angry.

But he obviously didn't realize it.
"We're just playing games together, what are you thinking? Bin'er's here too. I'm not going to talk to you now, let's contact each other again tomorrow."
With that, Kang hung up.

I was furious and called back, demanding,
"What do you mean, Yuan Kang!"

"Nothing, I'm playing games,"
Kang said.

"What do you mean by suddenly hanging up? Is the game more important than me?"
I said.

"You're more important, you're more important."
Although Kang said that, his impatient tone certainly didn't satisfy me.
"Yuan Kang, I'm telling you, if this is your attitude, then let's break up."
I seemed a little exasperated.

"What are you being unreasonable about—damn it, I'm dead again."
Kang became even more impatient.

"I'm being unreasonable? Then think it over carefully and give me an answer tomorrow, whether you want to break up or continue."
With that, I angrily hung up.

Next, I called my best friend Nana, and she advised me to just break up. I didn't sleep well that night, and finally fell asleep around 5 a.m. from exhaustion.

When I woke up again, I picked up my phone and saw it was already noon. There were several missed video calls from my senior. After a nap, I calmed down a bit. I remembered that my senior and senior were married, so it seemed unlikely that her seducing Kang would constitute marital infidelity.

I quickly called her back.

"Hello, senior,"
I said, unsure of what to say.

"You finally answered! I was
so worried," she said sincerely.

"I was a bit temperamental yesterday, I'm sorry,"
I said.

"No, no, it's normal. I'm a woman too, I understand. There are some things women want to talk to you about, would you mind?"
she said.

"What is it?"
I asked.

"After you hung up yesterday, I talked to Kang for a long time. I heard that you two have some issues in that area,"
she said.

Hearing this, I felt a bit annoyed again. It's clearly a matter between the two of you, why tell outsiders?

"As someone who's been through this, I want to tell you some things. In a relationship, that kind of thing is very important. Before your senior, I had a few boyfriends, and the relationships were all pretty good, but we broke up because we weren't compatible,"
my senior said.

"I heard you've never been in a relationship before?"
she asked.

"Yeah—that's right,"
I replied.

"You two just lack experience. So, if you want to break up, I won't stop you. It's good to date other people and gain some experience. But I still hope you and Xiaokang can end up together,"
she said.

"Actually, I don't really want to break up. Even if I do, I won't be able to find a boyfriend anytime soon,"
I said.

It wasn't that I felt inferior; objectively speaking, I wasn't exactly a pretty girl, and I didn't spend much time dressing up.

"Don't belittle yourself. You're a very charming girl, just a little reserved. Maybe you had a strict upbringing,"
she said.

"Yeah, that's true."
Although I had my pride in being a pure and innocent girl, seeing all the girls around me being pampered since I started studying abroad, it would be a lie not to feel envious.

"How about this, I have a suggestion. If you don't think it's appropriate, just pretend I didn't say it, okay?"
the senior said softly.

"Senior, please go ahead."
I don't know when, but my resistance to her seemed to have disappeared.

"I don't know when this pandemic will end, and I don't know when I can go back. I'm not too comfortable with my partner, and besides, I want someone to keep me company while I'm in China. So, for the time being, how about you have your senior be my temporary boyfriend, and I'll have Xiao Kang keep me company? Is that okay?"
the senior said gently.

Thinking of my gentle and considerate senior as my temporary boyfriend, I blushed and became flustered.

"If you don't object, I'll take that as a yes. Don't worry, I just want Xiao Kang to keep me company for a while; I'll play games with him."
the senior explained.

"Hmm—okay."
Thinking of my gentle senior, my heart pounded, and I couldn't refuse.

Not long after, my senior sent a text message.
"Hey beautiful, let's be friends."

I felt my face flush red again, and I didn't know what to say, so I just sent an emoji.

"Let's watch a movie together tonight, and we can chat then,"
the senior said.

"Okay, sure."
I really couldn't refuse. Compared to Kang's chauvinistic attitude, the senior was so boyfriend-like.

We had dinner and watched a movie together that night. The senior paid for dinner, and I paid for the movie ticket. The senior kept praising me, saying that there weren't many girls as sensible as me.

Hearing the praise, I was naturally happy, and my feelings for the senior grew even stronger. But the senior remained very gentlemanly. Although we were supposed to be a temporary couple, he didn't try to take advantage of me at all. He was still very considerate, driving me all the way home.

When I got home, I started overthinking again. What would Kang and the senior do? The senior is so nice, the senior probably doesn't have any feelings for Kang. What about the senior? The senior is so pretty, he probably doesn't even look at me, and only sees me as a little sister.

Another week passed, and my senior kept sending me numerous text messages every day, as if he were genuinely pursuing me, to the point that I had no time to pay attention to Kang's situation.

The weekend approached, coinciding with Valentine's Day, and he invited me out again.

"How could I let you spend money, senior?"
I replied politely.

"It's alright. Although you call me senior, I consider you my little girlfriend now,"
he said.

That day, I dressed up a bit, wearing stockings, a long skirt, and dress shoes instead of my usual casual jeans and sneakers. Upon seeing me, my senior exclaimed, "You look very different today." "Very beautiful." Although I knew these were just compliments, I still felt flattered.

We had a pleasant meal, chatting a lot about life and ideals. When it came time to pay, I insisted on paying half. He had no choice but to comply, and then invited me to go shopping.

We strolled through the bustling streets of Tokyo, the crowds seemingly unaffected by the pandemic. We had to wear masks, and although we looked a little strange to each other.

Passing by a flower shop, my senior bought me a large bouquet of roses, which he hadn't hesitated to do. I didn't refuse his kindness. Suddenly, he took my hand. For some reason, I didn't resist; it felt natural, just a simple hand-holding.

People occasionally cast envious glances my way, and I have to admit, my vanity was greatly satisfied. Suddenly, a thought flashed through my mind: I felt that being with Kang was love, but being with my senior gave me a different kind of happiness.

"Do you drink?"
my senior suddenly asked.

I nodded and said,
"I can have a little."

Actually, I have a pretty good alcohol tolerance, probably genetic. But I didn't want to drink too much; my family taught me that girls should be reserved, and that drinking too much could lead to inappropriate behavior.

"Have a couple of drinks with me,"
my senior invited.

"Okay,"
I readily agreed.

We first went to a supermarket near my senior's house and bought several cans of beer. When we paid, the cashier gave us a strange look. Perhaps it was because I wasn't the hostess who came often, but thinking about it made me inexplicably shy.

Arriving at my senior's house, I looked around. It was much more spacious than ours, with a kitchen, living room, bathroom, and balcony.

Since it was my first time there, I was already a little reserved, and the scent of my senior in the air made me even more awkward.

"Make yourself at home, don't be shy,"
my senior said, probably noticing my unease.

He poured me two glasses of wine. We watched TV and chatted; he was very humorous, constantly making jokes. Time flew by, and before we knew it, we were finished. I glanced at the clock on the wall; it was getting late.

Suddenly, my senior reached out and stroked my palm. I realized that we were sitting next to each other without me noticing.

"Would you stay with me tonight?"
he asked, looking at me earnestly.

My gaze immediately averted, but I couldn't bring myself to refuse.

My senior pulled me into his arms, and the hand that had been stroking the back of my hand began to wander towards my chest. I quickly closed my eyes shyly, but I still didn't feel any desire to resist, just nervousness.

He gently caressed me a few times, and perhaps because I was wearing too many clothes, his hand gradually moved downwards. Finally, it slipped under my skirt.

I was a little surprised, but I still didn't resist, just kept my eyes tightly shut.

Soon, he slipped his hand inside my stockings and rubbed it a few more times. Seeing that I still didn't resist much, he slipped it inside my underwear.

With just a gentle rub, I felt like I was being electrocuted, and I involuntarily grabbed his hand.

Seeing this, he began to kiss my neck. I immediately felt weak all over, and a sound escaped my lips. I suddenly felt like a wanton girl.

At this moment, he took off my glasses and kissed me. Having little experience to begin with, and with my mind already a mess, I was somewhat at a loss when faced with this sudden kiss.

But my senior remained patient. He slowly licked my lips back and forth, then gently bit my lower lip. I involuntarily opened my mouth, and he slowly extended his tongue, guiding it, entwining it in my mouth.

Under his guidance, the kiss didn't become intense. Only at the end did we greedily suck on each other's saliva. This affectionate kiss made me feel much more at ease.

My senior went behind me and took off my outer cardigan, then my undershirt. My underwear was instantly exposed to him, and I secretly rejoiced. Luckily, I had chosen an elegant silk-colored room today, instead of wearing my usual white, which looked too childish.

My senior hugged me again and kissed my neck. I felt the intimacy of skin; it seemed he had also taken off his outer garment. I reached behind me and stroked it; it felt very firm.

My senior started unhooking my bra, and I felt both excited and nervous. My breasts have always been my favorite part of myself; my best friend often says, "Your perky breasts are absolutely mesmerizing."

I wondered if my senior would like them.

After the bra was off, he started caressing my breasts. Unlike his usual gentleness, this time he was a bit more forceful. But I was secretly pleased; it seemed he liked it.

Soon, he moved around me and started sucking on my breasts. I suddenly felt confident and started caressing his body in return.

Then came another round of French kissing, much more passionate than before, and he seemed to be getting excited too. Then he buried my head in his chest, stroking my hair, as if savoring something.

As a way of giving back, I licked his nipple. He even let

out a soft moan. My senior untied my hair; I guess he wanted to get down to business.

After a period of mutual caresses, my senior took off my long skirt and stockings, then covered my eyes with the stockings. Although I kept my eyes closed, this made me feel a little more at ease.

"I'll go get a condom, baby."
My senior kissed me and left. As soon

as my senior left, I felt empty. Fortunately, my senior came back quickly. He laid me flat on the sofa, gently parted my instinctively clenched legs, and entered my body.

"Is it good, baby?"
my senior asked with concern.

I nodded, "Mmm."

Being with my senior, I felt like I was melting. Not only was my body filled, but my heart was also inexplicably satisfied. I was afraid that my senior would leave, so my legs unconsciously wrapped around my senior's waist.

"Don't do that, baby, it's hard for me to move when you're like this."
After saying that, my senior put my legs on his shoulders.

I naturally let him do as he pleased.

"Baby, I'm going to cum, let's orgasm together, okay?"
my senior said breathlessly.

My senior's movements became more intense, each thrust sending shivers down my spine, my mind going blank. I could vaguely hear my own wanton moans. I don't know when, but I lost my senses.

In my hazy state, I felt my senior slump against me, and then he seemed to leave.

When I came to my senses, the stockings covering my eyes were gone, and the light was so bright I couldn't open my eyes for a moment.
But I could feel my senior wiping my body with a towel.

"Did you climax, baby?"
my senior asked gently.

"Mmm—"
Actually, I didn't know if what I just felt counted as a climax, but I'd never felt anything like it before. This stimulation, excitement, and lingering aftertaste made me forget all other pleasures; it seemed only this feeling was happiness.

My senior pulled me into the bedroom, turned on the heater, and we snuggled together, reminiscing about the night before falling asleep without realizing it.

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