[Hunting for Office Wives] (Complete) Author: Sukone Hajime

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A year ago, I changed jobs and joined my current company. On my first day, I noticed a photo on the employee introduction wall in the company
lobby was in her thirties, wearing a standard business suit, and was very beautiful.
Her black hair was styled in a bun, she had two slender, dark eyebrows, and bright, large eyes. She had a smile on her face
that seemed to be seducing you, and I was immediately attracted to her. It was the most beautiful photo of all. The caption
read "Zhang Min." Just as I was staring at the photo, the department manager came over. "New here, right?"

I realized then, "Yes, I'm new here." After a brief self-introduction,
the manager took me to the department's morning meeting. It was quite a coincidence that the beautiful woman in the photo was from our department
, and she was even more beautiful in person than in the photo. Even more coincidentally, the manager introduced me to this beauty at the meeting. Because
she was the department's top salesperson, and I was new and unfamiliar with the business, she was there to mentor me.

"This is Zhang Min, our department's top salesperson. Xiao Gao, you'll be learning from Sister Zhang from now on." This
decision made me very happy; it was truly my blessing to work with such a beautiful woman. To be honest
, I already had a lot of work experience and didn't need much guidance. The
moment I was captivated and felt an inexplicable urge to conquer her. Now, fate
has linked this beauty with me, and I'm even more convinced it's destiny. This also led to my first
story with a mature married woman.

Sister Zhang is 38 years old and 165cm tall, but she looks petite and delicate. Her face is
much (to be honest, she looks a bit like AV actress Sakurai Rina, but much thinner at 102 pounds, and her eyes
are different from Sakurai's—very lively yet mature). She got married and had a child at 22, so she looks very young, but she exudes
a unique beauty of a mature woman. At first, I didn't notice Sister Zhang's figure because I wore work clothes every day.
After a while, I realized that Sister Zhang's figure was also very good (and later, my opinion was confirmed, you know what I mean).

There were mostly women among us, mostly around 40 years old, the oldest being 48. There were only two young girls, one 20.
5. There was a 28-year-old, but Sister Zhang was the most beautiful and had the best temperament. When I arrived at the company, it was winter (I
'm from the north). The company didn't have a dedicated changing room, so all the older women changed in the office. (Perhaps because they were all married, these women
didn't shy away from changing into their work clothes; it was just a matter of taking off their work jackets and putting on their home
pants and down jackets). Even
Sister Zhang, a woman of such elegance in my eyes, changed in this casually (after all, she's been married for many years, and her daughter is 16). This gave me the opportunity to see Sister Zhang's figure under her suit.
Sister Zhang had a large bust, which was noticeable even in a black sweater. Her waist was very thin, even thinner than our 28-year-old. Of course,
the 28-year-old was quite chubby, and although her hips and buttocks weren't very big, they were quite perky.

She was the company's recognized beauty, and she had worked there for 14 years. Many male clients came specifically for
Sister Zhang, and I often heard those clients making risqué jokes with her, which Sister Zhang always handled with ease.
The male employees in the company often teased Zhang Jie with dirty jokes or openly harassed her. One
driver, surnamed Gu, with a thuggish air and a rascal-like manner, frequently flirted with Zhang Jie. "Zhang Min,
did you watch the video I sent you yesterday? Did you and your old man try out the positions in it?" he said, leering at her
.

"Get lost!" Zhang Jie snapped.

The shameless man continued, "I'll send you another one today, even more exciting than yesterday's."

"Send it!" Zhang Jie said nonchalantly.

"Wait, I'll send it to you." He actually sent it to Zhang Jie. "Zhang Min, look how exciting this is!"

Zhang Jie didn't even look at it, stood up, turned around, and said, "I don't have time for you, I'm going to the restroom." She turned and left
. When Zhang Jie returned, this man surnamed Gu was even more aggressive.

"What's wrong, Zhang Min? Can't hold back anymore? You're back from the restroom after touching me? Oh, look how urgent your Zhang Jie is."

Zhang Jie glared at him fiercely and simply went to another office. Seeing that Sister Zhang was angry, the guy
quickly said to the people around him, "Can we post that? It's just a funny little video." Then he laughed sheepishly.

I felt disgusted. You idiots are all talk and no
action ! This only strengthened my resolve to win over the most beautiful woman in the office.

Relationships develop gradually. As time went by, through observation and casual conversation, I
knew everything about Sister Zhang. I understood her temperament perfectly, and we quickly became inseparable
. We often chatted and made her laugh. Whenever the office gave out anything, Sister Zhang would save
a copy would print it out for me and bring it back to the office for me
to eat.

I also often found opportunities to buy snacks for the office, sharing them with everyone, and making sure to give Sister Zhang extra
. The company often has dinner parties, and Sister Zhang is always the first to notify me. Sometimes when I can't go, she
'll ask, "Why can't you go? It would be nice to get together and have some fun!" Knowing I really can't attend
, a hint of regret flashes across her face, but it's fleeting.

My first relatively close encounter with Sister Zhang was after one such dinner party. Everyone drank quite a bit that day
, and a large group of us, still wanting more, went to a karaoke bar. In the private room, everyone became even more unrestrained,
drinking case after case of beer, playing drinking games, dancing—and soon everyone was quite drunk. Sister Zhang, having drunk a lot, started to become
a bit incoherent. She swayed drunkenly as she climbed from one end of the sofa to my side, put her arm around my neck, and, because the room
was too noisy, shouted in my ear, "Gao, Sister Zhang has high hopes for you. You're much better than them. You're the best
apprentice I've ever mentored…" "Oh my god... Sister Zhang, let's sing a duet."

She swayed and went to the bar, ordered "Woman Flower," and pulled me to the middle of the private room to sing.
I'd drunk a lot that day, so fueled by the alcohol, I grabbed Sister Zhang's waist and sang along with her, my voice
hoarse. We swayed together as we sang. To be honest, Sister Zhang was a bit tone-deaf, barely hitting the notes, and with everyone egging us
on , it sounded like a wailing ghost. After that karaoke session, the older women in the company
started to look at Sister Zhang and me differently. They'd often whisper and gossip behind our backs.

Sister Zhang loved playing mahjong and would often go to these older women's houses to play all night. I once asked her,
"You play mahjong all night without coming home? Does your husband allow it?"

Sister Zhang said with a disdainful look, "I can play mahjong all I want, and nobody in my family can stop me!"

"Your husband is okay with that?" I pressed.

"The only ones I'm not okay with are the women. What if there are men around?"

I smiled and didn't say anything. Not long after karaoke, Sister Zhang played mahjong all night
, spending the night on Sister Zhao's (department supervisor's) sofa. In the morning, she told the group of older women at work, "Last night was so boring
, I had no energy. Sleeping on Sister Zhao's sofa wasn't comfortable either, my whole body aches."

At this point, Sister Wang (a 47-year-old woman) chimed in, "Yeah... I could tell you weren't energetic yesterday
. You played mahjong until you were completely out of it, that's not like you. Next time, bring Xiao Gao along, have him
sit next to you, I guarantee you'll be more energetic..." Sister Wang teased sarcastically.

I quickly said, "Sister Wang, you must be joking, I don't know how to play mahjong at all..." "

You can't learn, can you? Let Sister Zhang teach you. Sister Zhang is really good, we can't beat her at all." Before
I could finish, Sister Wang immediately interrupted.

Sister Zhang glared at Sister Wang, "Old Wang, can't you be serious for once? You're so
old, is this how you act as an older sister?" Sister Wang didn't answer, just chuckled mischievously.

"Don't listen to their nonsense, Gao." Sister Zhang gestured for me to leave, and I smiled and shook my head as I left.

Not long after, they played mahjong again. Sister Wang, using the previous incident as an example, said in front of Sister Zhang and me,
"Gao, tonight Sister Zhang and the others are coming to my house to play mahjong, are you coming?"

Before I could even speak, Sister Zhang was impatient. "Gao, I'll go, what's the big deal? There's food and drink there,
you don't have to worry about anything, let the old man cook for us!"

"I really don't know how to play mahjong, it's no fun going." I explained.

"Go ahead... let your Sister Zhang teach you, otherwise she won't have the energy..." Sister Wang became even more insistent, and Sister Zhang immediately
shoved my arm, "Go, Gao... I said I'd go today, no matter what." It seemed Sister Zhang and Sister Wang were really going at it, so I
had no choice but to agree.

That evening, I arrived at Sister Wang's house. Sister Wang didn't have any children, so her house wasn't big, only about 40 square meters. Her husband had already prepared dinner
, and after dinner, the card game started. At first, I poured them some water and
chatted gradually my eyelids started to get heavy, and I curled up on the single sofa and fell asleep. I don't know how much time had passed, but someone
nudged me in my sleep, "Gao, Xiao Gao, wake up, don't sleep here." I opened my eyes and saw it was Sister Zhang. It was already past 3 a.m.
It turned out that Sister Zhang and Sister Zhao had made a makeshift bed on the floor in the small living room, and Sister Zhang was worried I'd be uncomfortable and wanted me to sleep
on the floor too.

I shook my head and whispered, "Go ahead... Sister, I'm fine."

"I just wanted to annoy Old Wang, I'm sorry you had to suffer," Sister Zhang said apologetically in a low voice.

"It's okay, you go ahead, sister."

Sister Zhang didn't say anything more. Nothing more was said that night. After breakfast at Sister Wang's house, the four of us women and one man went
straight to work. I slept on the sofa that night, and my back ached, and my neck was stiff. Sister Wang teased me all day
, and I could only laugh it off. But Sister Zhang's gaze towards me had changed slightly, and I felt our
relationship was getting closer.

In July, our department sent Sister Zhang and me to a meeting in Foshan. I felt the time was right. Those days happened to coincide with
Sister Zhang's birthday. On my first day in Foshan, I found a florist near the hotel and ordered a large bouquet of red
roses to be delivered to my hotel room at 8:30 pm on her birthday—a signal that "action" was about to begin.

The meeting on my birthday didn't end until after 6:30, almost making me miss something important. Finally, the meeting ended, and
suppressing my anxiety, I went out and hailed a car to rush to the hotel. Sister Zhang was clearly distracted; I guessed her husband hadn't
called or texted to wish her a happy birthday. Sitting in the car, gazing at the street scene outside the window, she said wistfully, "Gao,
let's just grab something to eat outside!" She sounded visibly disappointed.

At that moment, I seized the opportunity and said, "I'm not eating out today. I haven't had a decent meal in days.
Let's eat at the hotel!"

Sister Zhang didn't even turn her head and said, "Eat at the hotel? That'll cost a fortune, and it won't be reimbursed." (The
older women at work often say Sister Zhang is thrifty, and it's true. She and her husband
came , and they've gone from being penniless to now owning a 70-square-meter apartment outright—it's truly not easy.)

"It's on me today! No need for reimbursement," I said to Sister Zhang's reflection in the car window.

"Save your breath, this is a business trip, not a vacation." What a good woman, I thought to myself. "Just leave me alone
, it's not like a meal will bankrupt you." Seeing my attitude, Sister Zhang didn't say anything more.

When we arrived at the hotel, Sister Zhang headed straight for the elevator. "Sister, where are you going?" I quickly asked her.

"Going upstairs to change clothes, take a shower, and then come down for dinner." I grabbed Sister Zhang's soft, white hand
and pulled her towards the restaurant. "Come on, let's eat first, I'm starving."

Sister Zhang was a little flustered by my sudden pull, her face flushing slightly. "Okay, okay,
don't pull me, I'll go with you!" she said, breaking free from my hand and rushing to my side as we walked towards
the restaurant .

Once inside, I found a seat towards the back (for easy flirting and touching), and a waiter
immediately followed.

"What would you two like?"

"Bring the menu, let's order."

The waiter immediately brought out two menus. Sister Zhang took the menu and looked at it while saying, "Wow, the food here is too expensive
. Let's go somewhere else?"

I looked up at her. "It's a four-star restaurant. This price is normal. We've finally come out,
and we haven't had a proper meal in the past few days. We should treat ourselves. Don't overthink it, Sister." Seeing how determined I was, Sister Zhang
had no choice but to close the menu and let me make the decision myself.

Seeing this, I took the menu and sat down next to Sister Zhang, pretending to let her refer to it. "Sister, let's choose together
."

I deliberately sat close to Sister Zhang, my thigh seemingly unintentionally resting against her beautiful legs in flesh-colored stockings.
"How about Western food? Steak, and some wine?" I subconsciously nudged Sister Zhang lightly with my leg. "You
decide, don't order anything too expensive..." Sister Zhang let me decide for myself.

"Okay, then I'll just order a little something." So I ordered two steaks, a borscht, grilled
oysters , garlic-fried prawns, and a salad platter.

Just as I was about to order more, Sister Zhang stopped my hand. "Don't order too much, that's enough,
we can't eat ."

I took the opportunity to grab Sister Zhang's hand and looked at her, saying, "Okay, whatever you say."

Sister Zhang quickly withdrew her hand. "Oh, right, we haven't ordered any wine yet?" I continued
, pretending nothing had happened. "What would you like to drink, sis..." I looked at Sister Zhang with a questioning gaze.

"Don't order anything else, it's too high, that's enough..." Sister Zhang pleaded, tugging at my sleeve.

I completely ignored her pleas. "No red wine, it's too sour, I don't like it. Waiter, do you
have any rosé sparkling wine?"

"Yes, sir, this one at 568 is quite popular." I thought to myself, I've really pulled off this!

But you can't catch a wolf without risking your cub, so I gritted my teeth and said, "This one, please." I handed the menu to the
waiter .

"Sir, would you like anything else?" the waiter asked.

"No, no!" Sister Zhang answered before I could even speak, and I secretly chuckled to myself.

After the waiter left, Sister Zhang looked at me with a surprised and reproachful expression and asked, "Are you crazy? Ordering
such expensive wine?"

I stared at Sister Zhang beside me with a mischievous smile and said, "What's wrong with going crazy once in a while? While you're still
young !"

Seeing my attitude, Sister Zhang muttered helplessly, "Nobody cares about you!" and turned her face away, avoiding
my gaze.

After a while, the waiter started serving the dishes. I patted Sister Zhang's back lightly twice, pretending to comfort her, and then sat down
opposite her again.

"Sir, the wine is opened for you." The waiter skillfully opened the wine and poured it into two stemmed glasses
. The pink wine, with bubbles, danced in the glasses, its color particularly beautiful, like the blush that
rose .

"Go away, I can do it myself." I waved my hand, and the waiter left. I raised my glass, and
Sister Zhang was still stunned.

"Raise your glass, sis." Only then did Sister Zhang raise her glass. I leaned forward slightly, gazing into
her beautiful eyes, and said softly, "Happy birthday, sis..."

Sister Zhang was clearly startled by my sudden question. Her eyes widened, her face flushed, and she stared at me, her hand
raised for a few seconds before reacting. Then, feigning composure, she asked, "How...how did you know?" I didn't
answer, smiling as I touched her glass to mine.

"Cheers..." I said, taking a sip myself.

"It tastes good...much better than red wine." I gestured for Sister Zhang, who was still holding her glass in a daze,
to try some . She finally snapped out of her reverie and took a small sip.

"How does it taste?" I asked, looking at Sister Zhang.

"Hmm, pretty good, much better than red wine." Sister Zhang avoided my gaze.

"As long as it tastes good...but we can't waste such expensive wine...we have to finish it." I
deliberately raised my voice, thinking that the success of tonight's events depended entirely on this bottle of wine.

Throughout the meal, I kept serving Zhang Jie food, especially oysters. "Sister, eat more oysters, they're very nutritious
. There's a saying here that oysters are 'a man's gas station and a woman's beauty salon.'" I
observed her reaction to this as I put food on her plate.

"Gas station? Beauty salon? What do you mean?" Zhang Jie asked, puzzled.

"Oh... a beauty salon is good for a woman's skin, and a gas station..."

"What does 'gas station' mean?"

Zhang Jie pressed. I stared at her with a mischievous grin and lowered my voice, pretending to be mysterious, "A gas station is
good for a man's... well, down there..."

"You think you know everything? You can't even shut your mouth while eating..." Zhang Jie rolled her eyes at me,
a hint of .

"Okay... I won't say anything, let's drink." I glanced sideways at Sister Zhang as she downed her drink in one gulp, thinking to myself,
tonight I'll shut both her little mouths up...

The meal went smoothly. Whenever Sister Zhang's glass was empty, I refilled it. Several times she said she
couldn't drink anymore, but when I told her not to waste such expensive wine, she continued. When we were halfway through the meal, I started telling Sister Zhang
some dirty jokes. Perhaps because of the alcohol, Sister Zhang wasn't as reserved as before. She listened to my
nonsense and giggled from time to time, occasionally scolding me, "You're always talking nonsense, can't you be
serious for once? I'm your sister... you just blurt things out."

I chimed in, emboldened by the alcohol, "I never even considered you my sister. You're so pretty, you
'd be perfect as my girlfriend."

"Stop being so glib. I'm almost 40, what's so pretty about me? My daughter will be getting married in a few years
," Sister Zhang said.

"Don't you know, sister? Women are at their most charming at your age," I said, staring at her.

Sister Zhang immediately raised her fist as if to hit me, glaring at me fiercely. We ate and chatted,
quickly finishing a bottle of wine. I poured most of it for Sister Zhang; she was clearly drunk by then. I glanced at my watch;
it was past eight o'clock, and we'd almost finished eating. So I said, "Sister… that's enough. Let's
go back to the room."

"Okay… let's go." Sister Zhang stood up from her chair, swaying slightly from the alcohol
. I quickly supported her waist. "It's all your fault for ordering such expensive wine. How could you have drunk so much?"
Sister Zhang said, leaning against my arm and touching her forehead.

"Don't say anything more, let's go upstairs." I put my arm around Sister Zhang's waist and helped her towards the elevator.

Supporting Sister Zhang, I could clearly feel her legs were getting weak. I took the opportunity to hug her
waist tightly; her waist was slender and firm, and felt wonderful to the touch. As we reached the guest room door, Sister Zhang rummaged through her bag for her key
card, saying to me, "Gao, you should go back now. You've had a long day, get some rest."

I didn't reply. She pulled out her key card, but it slipped from her hand and fell to the ground. I quickly bent down to pick
it up. "Let me help you in first,"

I said, opening the door and helping Sister Zhang into the guest room.

"How could I leave? I'm going to sleep with you here tonight!" I thought to myself as I helped her to
the bed.

"Gao, turn on the air conditioning, it's so hot in the south." The alcohol made Sister Zhang
feel hot, and she immediately urged me to turn on the air conditioning. She unconsciously took off her coat and
unbuttoned her white shirt collar, still maintaining a woman's composure despite her slight intoxication. I didn't turn on the air conditioning; in my opinion, the stuffy
environment and the effects of alcohol were the best aphrodisiacs.

It was almost 8:30 when the flower delivery person knocked on the door—my signal to act. This was truly the most tense moment.
Yes, I don't know if it was nervousness or the heat of the room, but my back started to sweat. Sister Zhang was leaning against the headboard, looking at her
phone . I guessed she was checking for birthday wishes from her husband and daughter. I
saw a hint of disappointment on her face, so I took the opportunity to walk over, getting close to her face and pretending to
look at it with her. We were so close I could smell her alcohol-laden breath.

"What are you looking at? So focused?" I asked casually.

"N-nothing... Gao..." Before she could finish, the doorbell rang. The moment to act had
arrived, but this little rabbit was still completely unaware.

"Who is it?" Sister Zhang suspiciously put down her phone to open the door. At that moment, I quickly grabbed her
phone and put it on vibrate! I didn't want my meticulously planned evening interrupted by a call from her family,
so I casually placed the phone on the bedside table. Then I heard a conversation coming from the doorway. "Who is it?" Sister Zhang
asked .

"Excuse me, are you Ms. Zhang Min? I'm from the florist. Here's a bouquet of flowers for you that you'd like to sign for." I stood
up and hid in the corner of the room to listen. Ms. Zhang opened the door.

"You must be Ms. Zhang Min. Here are your flowers, please sign for them."

"My flowers? Are you sure you're not mistaken? Who sent these?" Ms. Zhang asked in surprise.

"Is this room 1107?"

"Yes."

"Your name is Zhang Min?"

"Yes."

"Then that's correct. Please sign here."

"Who sent this?"

"I don't know, we just deliver." After signing, Sister Zhang
stood at the door holding a large bouquet of bright red roses. She looked at the worker's back with surprise and closed the door. Looking down, she saw
the note . She looked at the contents curiously: "My beauty, it's been a long time. I've been thinking about this day and night
, and finally, I've waited for this opportunity. Happy birthday! —Your admiring brother."

Just then, I quietly walked up behind Sister Zhang, gently wrapped my arms around her waist, and pulled her into my
arms. Sister Zhang's body trembled, and she leaned against me, her hands clutching the bouquet of bright red roses helplessly
. I put my mouth to Sister Zhang's ear, smelling the fragrance of her hair and the faint
scent of alcohol on her body, and whispered, "Sister, happy birthday... Do you like the surprise I gave you?"

At this moment, Sister Zhang's whole body stiffened.

"Actually, I was captivated by you the moment I arrived at the company." I said, breathing
warm air onto her ear and neck. What women find most irresistible is being hugged from behind and
whispered sweet nothings in their ear, especially with the added effect of alcohol. "I've always been jealous of your husband for having such a beautiful
and elegant wife like you, and I've always wanted to make you my possession."

At this moment, I noticed that Sister Zhang's chest was rising and falling, her breathing quickening, her brows slightly furrowed, and her eyes half-closed
as if drifting between reality and fantasy. I extended my tongue and began to gently tease her ear and neck. "Everything I
've done today is to have you. I don't want your body to stay dry like this..."

(Everyone at work knows that Sister Zhang's husband injured his back a few years ago while working at a stone processing factory. He's not seriously injured,
but he's had a chronic condition. So Sister Zhang often buys him tonics. Whenever she buys medicine, the old women at work tease
her, "Zhang Min... giving your old man tonics again... how old are you, why are you still taking tonics?" Then they
laugh mischievously. Sister Zhang often half-jokingly scolds, "Get out of here, you're all old people, still spouting
this .")

As I spoke, I forcefully pressed my already swollen lower body against Sister Zhang's buttocks, which were encased in her trousers. At this moment,
Sister Zhang's already hazy eyes closed nervously for a moment, then opened slightly. I knew that her lack of strong resistance
meant there was a chance.

"Tonight I'll make you mine, I'll fill you up, I'll make you feel hydrated." As I
spoke, kept kissing Sister Zhang's neck, my hands constantly caressing her waist. At this moment, Sister Zhang's breathing became
increasingly uneven, her body stiffening as I manipulated her. Slowly, one of my hands, which had been caressing her waist, began
to slide towards her chest.

Sister Zhang clearly felt it, and her body began to twist. I grabbed her breast and began to
knead it forcefully. Sister Zhang initially stiffened, then tried to use both hands to move my large hand away to free
her breast, which I had captured. The flowers she had been holding fell to the ground. "No...no...
high..."

Sister Zhang struggled weakly. At this moment, both of my hands attacked simultaneously, firmly grasping Sister Zhang's breasts,
kneading them while kissing her neck and ears. "Tonight, you are mine. I'll make you mine, and I'll make you
feel good."

As I spoke, I rubbed my genitals against Sister Zhang's buttocks. "No...don't do this." Sister Zhang
cried out softly, trying to pull my hands away from my embrace.

With a sudden burst of strength, I pulled Sister Zhang into my arms. Our eyes met, and Sister Zhang pressed her hands against
my chest, her eyes still trembling with shock. "Sister, after all this time, can't you see I
like you? Don't you have any feelings for me at all? Don't you understand my good intentions tonight?"

I stared at her flushed face, burning with desire.

"But..." Sister Zhang was about to say something when my lips pressed against hers. At first, her
eyes were wide open, then they slowly closed, accepting my kiss, but her hands remained stiff and awkward
at her sides.

Sister Zhang's lips were soft. I gently pried open her teeth with my tongue and slipped it into her mouth.
A faint fragrance mixed with the taste of alcohol filled my mouth—this was
the taste . As I kissed her, my hands began to caress Zhang Jie's back. One hand gently stroked her spine to
her neck, and I loosened the bun on her head, letting her long, black hair fall loose. I ran my fingers
through her hair, holding it in my hands, and slowly
swirled . Zhang Jie began to unconsciously reciprocate my kisses, her hands gently resting
on my shoulders, our saliva exchanging in each other's mouths.

Under the passionate kiss, Zhang Jie's heart was already aroused, her breathing becoming heavier, and the air in the room began to feel increasingly
hot . When I pulled away from her lips and held her in my arms, Zhang Jie's eyes were somewhat hazy, her chest rising and falling as she looked at me.

I saw beads of sweat forming on her neck (that's the advantage of not having the air conditioning on), and I kissed her.
Sister Zhang wrapped her arms around my head, letting out soft moans. I pulled Sister Zhang's soft
body towards the bed and gently laid her down. While kissing her neck, I
kneaded her full breasts through her clothes.

"Ah..." With a moan from Sister Zhang, my lips moved down her neck towards her
breasts. Through her clothes, I pressed my lips against her breasts, breathing into her bra. This gave
her the warmth of my mouth and a ticklish, almost unseen sensation. I knew that to "succeed" a
woman I couldn't be as simple and brutal as with a little girl. I had to whet her appetite, slowly
guiding and training her to truly win her over. Otherwise, it would only be a one-night stand, not a lasting
relationship . This tactic worked. Sister Zhang began to press my head against her soft breasts, her upper body swaying and
rubbing against them.

I tried to unbutton Zhang Jie's shirt, but after only two buttons, she grabbed my hand
. "No... that's enough... stop..."

I knew this was just her moral defense, and I had to break down it.
So I sat up straight and took off my own shirt. Zhang Jie looked at me nervously, her arms crossed over her chest
. I grabbed her hands and forcefully pulled them apart, tearing her shirt open. As the buttons
snapped flesh-colored bra was revealed. I pushed it up, and her two snow-white breasts immediately
appeared before my eyes. Because she had given birth, Zhang Jie's breasts were full, probably a C cup. I could vaguely see
several bluish veins leading to the brown areolas. The areolas were quite large, supporting light brown nipples,
the size of pacifiers from breastfeeding.

I picked up one of her soft breasts, lowered my head, and
sucked . With my other hand, I grabbed the other breast and kneaded it incessantly. Zhang Jie's breasts, having breastfed, were soft and lacked the elasticity of
a young girl's . By this time, she had lost her basic resistance, and under my sucking, she began
to emit soft moans like a patient, "Ah..."

"Ah..." Her hands involuntarily grabbed my hair and stroked it. I kept changing the way I stimulated
her breasts, sometimes gently biting her nipples, sometimes teasing her areolas with my tongue, sometimes
squeezing , sometimes sucking forcefully as if trying to swallow her breasts whole. While sucking,
I deliberately made loud smacking sounds.

Zhang Jie's breasts were very sensitive; her nipples hardened and stood erect in no time. Her legs clamped tightly together, and
she began to gently twist her waist. Her body began to sweat from the intense stimulation, and soon both breasts
were covered in my saliva. My tongue traversed down her full breasts, licking the slightly salty, pheromone-scented sweat on Zhang Jie's
body Her lower abdomen had a little extra fat;
the stretch marks from pregnancy and childbirth had faded with time but were still visible.

I circled her small navel with my tongue, breathing on it, and slowly pushed her
skirt up to her waist, revealing her lower body encased in flesh-colored stockings and white cotton boxer shorts
—truly the attire of a respectable woman.

I embraced her firm, full buttocks, kneading them vigorously, my mouth pressing against her mons pubis, squeezing
and rubbing lightly and heavily. Zhang Jie's legs clamped even tighter, attempting a final act of
protection . I forcefully parted her knees and plunged my head between her legs.

"No…" Zhang Jie pushed my head away, her legs clamping tightly together, making it hard for me to breathe.
Now, only her stockings and panties covered her vulva, which were already soaked with her juices
, leaving watery marks.

"Sister, you're already this wet! And you still say no." I teased Zhang Jie without restraint,
grabbing her buttocks and lifting her up, bringing her vulva to my lips.

"Ah..." At Zhang Jie's startled cry, my lips attacked her already overflowing
garden . "Ah...ah..." Zhang Jie moaned continuously, her breathing becoming heavier,
her legs that had been clamping my head loosened a bit, and her hands kept rubbing my head. Soon, her panties were
soaked with my saliva and her juices. My hands had already grabbed the edges of Zhang Jie's stockings and panties, and with a
jerk pulled them down to her underwear.

"Ah..." Sister Zhang cried out in surprise, instinctively covering her genitals with her hands. I took the opportunity to rip off her stockings and
panties throw them aside. Sister Zhang stared
at me with terrified eyes, her hands covering her vulva, completely at a loss. I smiled lewdly at her, forcefully spreading her knees apart. "What are you afraid of, sister? It
's not like you've never been seen by a man before."

As I spoke, I pried her hands off her vulva and slowly brought my face closer to her wide-open genitals. Sister Zhang
's pubic hair was dark but not thick, soft and smooth, covering her high pubic bone. Because of excitement, her clitoris was erect
, a long, thin stalk nestled between the tops of her labia, pink and particularly eye-catching. Two light brown labia majora
enveloped dark brown labia minora, the exposed labia minora glistening with vaginal fluid, and
the vaginal opening, barely visible in the middle, was oozing with vaginal fluid.

"So beautiful..." I was captivated by the scene before me, my face close to her vulva as I murmured to myself.
But I told myself not to rush, to take it slow! This mature woman needed to be
completely aroused, to lose control, and to offer me everything she had.

I brought my nose close to Zhang Jie's vulva and took a deep breath. Because I hadn't showered since returning, and
the room was humid, a unique smell—a mixture of residual urine and the fishy odor of a woman's vaginal fluids—permeated my
senses, making my blood surge and my penis
feel . I breathed this scent back onto Zhang Jie's vulva, turning it into warm air. Her vulva contracted suddenly, her
entire lower body trembled, and a clear stream flowed from her labia. I
gently , lightly brushing it against Zhang Jie's vulva. "Ah…"

With a slightly excited moan from Zhang Jie, another gush of fluid gushed out.

"No… don't do this…" Zhang Jie cried out.

"Of course, I certainly won't lick your genitals because I'm not familiar with 'her' yet, so how could I lick them?
Let your juices flow freely until they dry up, and I'll fill the emptiness in your lower body with my cock." Then
I lightly skimmed over Sister Zhang's clitoris, which was already erect with excitement, and kept exhaling hot breath from my
mouth. After teasing her like this several times, Sister Zhang's genitals were overflowing with juices, and her lower body began to press
against my mouth.

"Baby, are you in a hurry now? No, it's not time yet. I still need to properly train you." I thought
to myself as my tongue lightly swept between Sister Zhang's clitoris, labia, and perineum, leaving
traces like a snail crawling. I sucked hard on Sister Zhang's groin and tugged at her smooth pubic hair with my lips, but I didn't get any closer to her
genitals . Whenever I kissed around her labia, I would immediately use the tip of my tongue instead of my lips to lightly glide over them. Sister Zhang
always tried to meet my lips with her lower garden, but each time she failed.

Her moans grew louder, filled with boundless longing and helplessness, to the point that she couldn't help but bite
her fingers to suppress the unbearable itching in her lower body. Soon, Zhang Jie's vulva was covered in
sticky, clear vaginal fluid, which dripped down her perineum onto the sheets, leaving a pool of water. Just as Zhang Jie
was lost in , I suddenly straightened up. Zhang Jie looked at me with her slightly closed phoenix eyes, puzzled, then suddenly understood
.

Yes! It was time to unleash the beast between my legs. It had been holding back for too long; it was time to let it out
for some fresh air . It was time to let this beauty on the bed witness my "weapon." I slowly unbuckled my belt,
as if in slow motion. I wanted this woman to see my penis displayed before her, to let her
heart succumb to torment. At this moment, the entire room was deathly silent, so much so that the sound of me unzipping my pants could be
clearly heard. This sound would surely be etched into her mind, perhaps the beginning of a nightmare, or perhaps
the arrival of a beautiful dream.

With the sound of my outer pants hitting the ground, my monster, trapped in my white underwear, was now almost within reach of her.
It held its head high, its movements within the underwear as if trying to break free from its last restraints
and display , driving her to tremble and madness. I grabbed the edge of the underwear, staring at Sister Zhang on the bed
. She was completely absorbed, her hands clenched into fists protecting her chest, her eyes fixed on my genitals,
utterly unaware that I was watching her.

Suddenly, I pulled down the underwear, and my swollen penis sprang out. Sister Zhang gasped like a
startled deer, her hands clenching even tighter against her chest. My penis
throbbed with excitement; from being confined for so long, it was bulging with veins and slightly purple, the glans swollen and red,
glistening with precum, like a thirsty monster panting and drooling.

I proudly straightened my back, my penis becoming even more erect. "Is it big?" I asked Zhang Jie, lecherously staring at her
. Only then did Zhang Jie snap out of her daze, closing her eyes tightly and turning her head to one side,
resigned .

"Now is not the time for you to be afraid. In a moment, I'll make you cry out to heaven and earth in vain
. Only you can save yourself." Thinking this, I pounced on Zhang Jie, biting her earlobe and
sucking on it repeatedly. My other hand gripped my burning-hot penis, rubbing it incessantly between her vaginal opening and clitoris.
"Want it, you slut?" I used vulgar language to stimulate Zhang Jie's already taut nerves.

"Tonight I'm going to fuck you properly, can you feel it? Hot? Hard?" I whispered in her
ear while my penis teased her genitals. I could feel Zhang Jie's vulva was already overflowing
with fluid making my glans wet and slippery. Every time I parted her labia with my glans, I could clearly hear
the wet, smacking sound.

"Do you know what's pressing against your cunt?" I asked deliberately. Sister Zhang kept her eyes closed, panting,
her lips tightly pressed together, too ashamed to answer. "I'll make you talk," I thought lewdly.

"Say it, say it and I'll give it to you, say it and you'll be free. Say it, you slut."
Sister Zhang, already burning with lust, barely managed to squeeze out two weak words through clenched teeth, "Cock...cock." I continued to tease my prey, who was already on the verge of collapse, with renewed
excitement .

"Louder, I didn't hear you, say it again."

"Cock..." Sister Zhang said timidly.

"Louder, let me hear you." I said even more viciously.

"Cock..." Sister Zhang screamed almost hysterically, "Don't torture me anymore...good!" Sister Zhang
pleaded, "Just put it in already, don't torture Sister Zhang anymore..." This was what I wanted, and my
hand holding my cock slid even faster!

"Where to put it? What to put it in? Tell me quickly." I gently bit Sister Zhang's earlobe.

"Put your cock in my cunt...fuck me..." Sister Zhang's voice was
already distorted like a thirsty female beast.

"But I don't know where your cunt is, sister, you have to help me...put my cock in yourself
..." I said wickedly.

"Oh...please hurry up and put it in and fuck me..." Sister Zhang had completely
succumbed to my shameless seduction.

"No...you have to do it yourself...you know best where your cunt is..." At this moment, Sister Zhang
finally opened her dazed eyes and looked at me with a look of despair.

"That's no use, I will definitely make you put my cock in your body yourself." I
stared indifferently at her flushed face covered with sweat. She understood everything from my eyes, slowly turned her face to
the bedside table and stretched out her arm, oh...it turned out she was going to get the condoms provided by the hotel.

When she held up the three-pack of Durex condoms, I pressed her hand to the bed,
staring intently into her desperate eyes, and gently shook my head. My hand, gripping my penis, moved faster. The condom,
her last straw of moral support, was useless now. Zhang Jie was utterly desperate.
Her chest heaved violently. She frowned, closed her eyes, and turned her face to one side. One hand, as if resigned,
slowly slid towards our soon-to-be-connected parts.

When her hand touched my large hand gripping my penis, she flinched slightly, then slowly moved up again.
I released my hand, placing my swollen, hot penis into hers. The moment it touched her penis, Zhang Jie
's hand trembled. She had just received a stiff, thick male genital from the hands of the "devil," this fiery...
My burning genitals were about to change her destiny. At first, she hesitated, but tormented by boiling desire
, she finally gripped me tightly. Her hands were so small and soft,
and despite the heat of the room, they were cold, her palms sweaty, a stark contrast to my burning genitals.

"Isn't it hard to insert like this?" I braced myself on the bed with one hand and grabbed Zhang Jie's wrist, which was tightly holding the Durex condom, with the other. "
Spread your legs a little wider so it's easier to insert..." Zhang Jie shyly spread her legs slightly apart like a young girl. "Widerer
...show your cunt completely!" I scolded her harshly. Helplessly, Zhang Jie slowly
spread her legs wide, her vulva completely exposed to my penis, her labia parted to reveal her pink, pulsating
vaginal opening.

"Hand! Hold my cock tighter... I don't need to teach you, you slut... Open your eyes, and
put it in !" Although Sister Zhang obediently gripped my cock, she didn't dare to look. I straightened my back, and
only then did Sister Zhang turn her face, opening her eyes with a bitter expression as she looked at her hand gripping my cock between her wide-open legs.

"Have you found the right spot? Is it here?" I stared intently at Sister Zhang beneath me. "Mmm..." Sister Zhang
bit her lip and slowly nodded.

I nodded in satisfaction. "Put it in, grab my cock and put it in your slutty cunt!" I commanded.

Sister Zhang's small hand hesitated for a moment, then desperately pulled my cock in. I thrust my hips forward
, "Squelch." The entire cock slid into Sister Zhang's vagina.

"Ah..." Sister Zhang screamed, as if her endless thirst had been released, or as if her pent-up
humiliation had found an outlet. Her empty lower body, after enduring torment and humiliation, was finally filled by the long-awaited male
genitalia. But this irresistible penis wasn't her husband's, and
she inserted it into herself.

Instantly, the guilt of betraying her husband mingled with the pleasure of being filled, making her tense all over. She straightened
her neck , raised her chin high, her toes digging into the sheets, her back arched, her legs trembling slightly,
and her hands gripping the Durex condom tightly. Although she knew it was too late, Sister Zhang still clung to
the condom like a drowning person grasping at a straw; the solace in her heart couldn't stop her body from
sinking . Soon, the guilt in her heart would be completely washed away by the overwhelming pleasure.

Finally, I could slowly savor the mature woman's feast I had longed for. I leaned down and kissed Sister Zhang's
neck, which was covered in fine beads of sweat. I could feel her pulse pounding fiercely. A forbidden and long-lost pleasure filled
her entire body, and the alcohol made her body hot and slightly flushed. My penis was
enveloped by Sister Zhang's wet and overflowing vagina. Her vagina wasn't as tight as a young girl's, but it wasn't as
loose as a slut's either. This must be the feeling of a woman who has given birth—it could hold a man's penis just right.

I didn't rush to thrust my penis. While enjoying the warmth of the mature woman's vagina enveloping me,
I whispered in Sister Zhang's ear, "Is it not itchy now... baby? Whose penis is bigger, mine or your husband's
?" Sister Zhang just kept her eyes closed and kept panting. I thrust my lower body forward forcefully, hitting
a protrusion inside. Sister Zhang's body immediately trembled.

"Tell me," I said, and then thrust again.

"Ah...you...your," Sister Zhang answered me in a trembling voice.

This was not the answer I wanted.

"My what?" I struck again.

"You...your penis is bigger than my husband's..." Sister Zhang answered in a voice that was already out of tune.

I proudly took one of Sister Zhang's nipples into my mouth and sucked on it noisily, slowly twisting my hips
to make my penis swirl in Sister Zhang's wet and hot vagina. With the lewd sucking sounds, the more I stirred up the lustful fluid in Sister Zhang's vagina
, the more my testicles were wet by her lustful fluid, constantly rubbing against her slippery labia. At this moment,
Sister Zhang was already unable to bear the torment I had caused her. She hooked her legs tightly around my buttocks and pressed me hard between her legs
, her waist thrusting upwards and rubbing against the part where we were joined together.

"Xiao Gao..." Sister Zhang said in a trembling voice, "Please...move faster, Sister Zhang...Sister Zhang
can't take it anymore..."

Looking at her thirsty and unbearable appearance, I teased her with great pride. "You little slut, I'm already moving,
what more do you want me to move?"

Zhang Jie, lost in passion, wrapped one arm around my neck and kissed my cheeks haphazardly like a chicken pecking at rice.
She pleaded in my ear with a voice as hungry as a female beast, "Faster...faster...faster, fuck your Zhang Jie with your cock, I
can't take it anymore ...give it to me..." Her guilt had been completely washed away by the overwhelming pleasure,
and she sought my company like a female beast in heat.

This was the state I wanted. I thought to myself, and with a "whoosh," I pulled
my cock out. The sudden emptiness in her lower body made Zhang Jie unbearably itchy. She kept thrusting her
wet vulva, searching for my suddenly disappeared cock. I, however, pretended not to be able to find the way and randomly thrust my hot cock against her vulva.
Zhang Jie impatiently reached down and grabbed my throbbing cock, forcefully shoving it into her
vaginal opening, as if trying to stuff my entire body inside. With a swift motion, I thrust my penis in all the way,
pressing against that tender flesh.

"Ah..." Sister Zhang cried out in my ear. "You bad boy, stop torturing your sister, hurry up
and fuck me..."

The moment was right, and I whispered smugly in Sister Zhang's ear, "You little slut, you're the one who asked me to fuck
you..." As I spoke, I began to slowly thrust my hot penis in and out. At first, I slowly pulled it out, then slowly
thrust it in again, each thrust hitting Sister Zhang's clitoris. With each thrust, Sister Zhang shuddered, her hands involuntarily
tightening around my neck.

"Ah...ah...ah..." Sister Zhang groaned with relief. After repeating this a dozen times,
the sound of our intercourse was so loud that we could hear a lot of wetness. Then I changed tactics, pulling my penis
out , leaving only the glans inside her vagina. I rhythmically rubbed the sensitive opening of her vagina,
whispering a count in her ear, "1...2...3..." When I reached 5, I suddenly
thrust my hips down, plunging my penis all the way in. "Ah..." Sister Zhang screamed, arching her body. As soon as her body relaxed, I
pulled her vagina, "1...2...3!" This time I didn't count to 5; as soon as the word "3" left her lips, my penis
went back in.

"Ah... I can't take it anymore..." Sister Zhang arched her body and clung tightly to me. I kept counting in Sister Zhang's ear,
not knowing which number would bring the next heavy thrust of my penis, giving her an electric shock-like sensation. So her whole
body remained tense, helplessly waiting for this huge penis that she couldn't get enough of to ravage her.

"Ah... ah... oh..." Sister Zhang's moans, like those of a patient, echoed in the stuffy room. "
Little brother ... you're so good at this... you're going to fuck Sister Zhang to death..."

As soon as she finished speaking, I thrust all the way in again. "Oh..." Sister Zhang cried out and hugged me even tighter.

With my thrusts, sometimes deep and sometimes shallow, Sister Zhang's legs began to tremble uncontrollably, but she still clung tightly to my
waist. Her vagina began to contract, like a small hand grasping my penis, wet and hot. It was time to launch a full-scale attack
. I adjusted my position, grabbed a pillow, and raised Zhang Jie's waist high. Then, I began to thrust my penis in and out
forcefully and rapidly. With each thrust, Zhang Jie would actively arch her back to meet
my movements. Her breasts bounced like two white rabbits with each thrust.

"Oh...oh...oh..." Every time I penetrated deeply, Zhang Jie would let out a wanton moan, her
head swaying from side to side. Her wet labia opened and closed repeatedly with my rapid thrusts, turning in and out, gradually
becoming swollen and shiny. "Ah...oh...I can't take it anymore...it's too high...I can't take it anymore..."

Her vaginal fluids flowed continuously from our joined vaginas, moistening my penis, wetting my pubic hair, and
dripping down my testicles onto the pillow, soaking it completely. My breathing grew heavier, beads of sweat dripping onto Sister Zhang's
chest . The sounds of my testicles slapping against her buttocks and
the rhythmic thrusting of my penis in and out of her vagina were clearly audible in the room. Accompanied by Sister Zhang's beautiful moans, I felt my blood boil; my penis
grew harder , larger, and hotter than iron.

With each powerful thrust, Sister Zhang's moans grew louder, her vagina began to contract rapidly, and her
body writhed like a dying snake. Sister Zhang was about to climax! I had to hold her
waist to prevent my penis from slipping out of her vagina during the rapid thrusts; I thrust faster and deeper.

"Ah...ah...oh..."

"Oh...oh...oh..." Sister Zhang's cries were rapid and short, she was already out of breath. Suddenly her
body stiffened, her legs straightened, her chin tilted back, and I felt her vagina suddenly tighten around my
penis. "Ah..." With a shrill scream, Sister Zhang's whole body trembled uncontrollably, her vagina began to contract
violently , and her hand gripping the condom clenched into a fist. Sister Zhang had orgasmed!

A seasoned woman, under my seduction and training, betraying her marriage,
had orgasmed under the ravages of a penis that wasn't her husband's. At this moment, Sister Zhang's phone on the bedside table vibrated.
Immersed orgasm, Sister Zhang was unaware. I glanced at the caller ID, "Husband," and I chuckled evilly.
Now you remember your wife? She's my woman now. You would never imagine that your wife would personally insert
another man's penis into her cunt.

Thinking about this, I was extremely excited. I wanted to ejaculate every last drop of my pent-up semen into Sister Zhang
's uterus, only then would I truly possess her. With the buzzing of my phone, Sister Zhang's vagina contracted violently and
rhythmically . My penis swelled even harder, and while thrusting rapidly
, I breathed heavily in Sister Zhang's ear, who was immersed in orgasm, and said, "Slut..."

"...I want to cum inside you!" Although the voice was soft, it was like
a bolt from the blue .

"No...high..." But the weakness from the climax left her powerless to resist. Looking at Sister Zhang's helpless
yet flushed face, inflamed by the climax, I tensed all my muscles, frantically thrusting my penis as if to
pierce the woman beneath me. A tingling pleasure began to surge from my testicles. I held my breath, trying to accumulate the
intense at my throbbing glans, desperately making a final sprint. Suddenly, my glans went numb,
and a thick stream of semen, carrying intense pleasure, spurted from my urethra, crashing into the vagina
of this woman who was both familiar and strange, penetrating her uterus and entering her body.

"Ah...you're mine...slut..." I growled, using my last bit of strength to thrust my hips forward, plunging my penis all the way in,
the glans pressing firmly against Sister Zhang

's clitoris. "Ah..." Accompanied by Sister Zhang's moans, I trembled and collapsed onto her. With my eyes half-closed, I watched as
Sister Zhang's hand, which had been tightly clutching the Durex condom, slowly loosened, and the little pink box was crushed
. Yes, powerless to resist, one can only accept it. I believe a man's semen has a subtle effect. When your
semen enters a woman's body, you not only possess her body, but her heart should also
belong to you.

Because she has allowed your seed of life to be sown in her mysterious garden, this is
the greatest recognition she can give you for the hard work you've put into her body. She believes that only by accepting your hot semen can she
best repay you. This is your destiny!

My penis was still trembling inside Sister Zhang's vagina, continuously ejaculating my long-accumulated seed of life. Sister Zhang
's vagina was still contracting, as if constantly sucking up long-awaited nectar. She held my head tightly in her arms
, gently stroking my hair, letting me lie on her chest, breathing heavily. She herself gasped for air like a dying
patient . Our bodies were soaked in sweat, our lower bodies, still joined,
were a wet, sticky mess.

The suffocating climax gradually subsided, the rapid breathing calmed, and our intertwined, burning bodies
slowly cooled. A wicked thought surged into my mind again, and my penis, still inside her vagina, jerked violently. Sister Zhang
felt the tremor of this monster, and suspiciously turned my head, gazing at me with sleepy, seductive eyes.
The lewd glint in my eyes immediately filled hers with unease. She didn't know
what wicked scheme the man on top of her was plotting. This man had already taken her body, injected his "deadly" seed into her
—wasn't that enough…? What else did he want…? she wondered.

Under her questioning and uneasy gaze, I slowly propped myself up, thrusting my hips outward with force. "Ah..."
With a moan from Sister Zhang, I
pulled my still-erect, fluid-covered penis from her contracting vagina. It continued to twitch, defiantly challenging her.

Sister Zhang stared at me, her eyes brimming with desire, bewildered. As I looked at myself...
Having captured his prey, I glanced at her disheveled vulva.
The thick semen I had just ejaculated inside her was still flowing from her throbbing vagina, dripping onto the pillow.

What a lewd scene! Your semen was flowing from the vagina of a mature woman. This vulva, which originally
belonged her husband, had been usurped by me. The nest that was originally meant to bear children for her husband was
now filled with another man's seeds. Perhaps these seeds were eagerly searching for eggs, and within a few days
they would take root, sprout, and bear different kinds of fruit. Sister Zhang immediately understood what I was looking at, quickly closing her
wide-open legs, clamping them tightly together.

"What...don't want my raindrops to go to waste?" I said mischievously. This really put Sister Zhang
in a dilemma.

"Gao, you're so bad..." Sister Zhang scolded coquettishly, her face flushed and not daring to look at me.

"Then let me take a good look..." I grabbed Sister Zhang's knee, "Come on, beautiful lady, spread your legs and let me
see how much your little glutton has eaten of me."

Under my teasing, Sister Zhang shyly spread her legs, like a young girl who had just experienced the pleasures of life. Looking at
the scene before me, my penis was already at its peak. I pounced on Sister Zhang on the bed, quickly stripping off her
remaining clothes and pinning this woman, who had already submitted to my "lewd power," back beneath me. At that moment, I
saw the surprise and slight panic in Sister Zhang's eyes...

That night, Sister Zhang and I made love countless times, like two
wild beasts that had been thirsty for many years, engaging in unrestrained intercourse. I used my burning genitals to cultivate Sister Zhang's garden, repeatedly irrigating her vagina and uterus with
scalding semen. This charming mature woman
responded to my hard work with her wanton moans and overflowing vaginal fluids. We conveyed our love for each other through the most primal and instinctive behavior of animals
, nourishing each other's bodies and souls with our bodily fluids. Her pubic hair was soaked with vaginal fluids time and time again,
then dried again again, finally sticking together. The sheets and pillows were covered with love fluids and semen stains. I only remember falling asleep during our frenzied lovemaking when sunlight peeked through
the curtains , causing us to miss the morning meeting.

When we stepped out of the Eden-like 1107 room, the air in the corridor felt exceptionally fresh
, a stark
contrast to the humid, ambiguous atmosphere and the heavy smell of lovemaking fluids in the room behind us. A night of passionate lovemaking had left Zhang Jie's face exceptionally
rosy , while I was already weak and trembling, forcing myself to stay awake with my still-fluttering heart.

Arriving at the hotel lobby, I was starving and about to head towards the restaurant when Zhang Jie grabbed me. "
Where are you going?"

"To eat… I was so hungry last night…" I teased her with a laugh.
Sister Zhang blushed and pretended to be angry as she looked at me. "All you ever think about is food... Come with me and let's see if there's
a pharmacy ."

I immediately understood but still looked confused and asked, "Why do we need a pharmacy?"

Sister Zhang got impatient and punched me hard. "Have you forgotten what bad things you did last night?"

"Oh... I remember now," I said with a mischievous smile. "But the bad things we did were done together
."

"You rascal, you got the benefit and you're still acting innocent..." Sister Zhang punched me hard again, then
turned around angrily to leave.

I quickly pulled her into my arms. "Don't be angry, baby, I was just teasing you... I'll take you."

"Be careful... don't let anyone see us." Sister Zhang looked around and tried to break free from me.

"What are you afraid of? This is Foshan, nobody knows us." Sister Zhang finally gave up struggling, and I boldly
put her waist and walked out of the hotel. The pharmacy was easy to find; there was one not far away. "Hello, what medicine do you need?" the clerk greeted us

warmly . Sister Zhang looked at me, and seeing that I hadn't moved, she went to the counter and asked, "Do you have emergency contraception?" The clerk glanced at me standing behind her, smiled, and said, "Yes, I'll get it for you." She turned to get the pills, and Sister Zhang turned back, blushing, and glared at me. I feigned innocence. "Here are your pills. There are three types for you to choose from." Sister Zhang turned to choose her pills, but I went to the condom counter and started looking at them. "Sister, how much is this one?" I asked, pointing to a pair of erotic condoms. "Please wait a moment." The clerk, having helped Sister Zhang choose her pills, came back to me, and Sister Zhang followed. "Sir, this is an erotic condom, 40 yuan for a pack of two." Sister Zhang's face immediately turned red, and she pinched me hard. "Ouch!" I exclaimed. "Okay, okay, if you don't want the erotic ones, just give me this Durex Tightening 12-pack." I deliberately misinterpreted Sister Zhang's meaning. The clerk smiled and brought out the condoms. By this time, Sister Zhang's face was red to her neck, but she couldn't do anything about it. She turned and stormed out, and I quickly paid the bill, grabbed the box of condoms, and chased after her. Back at the hotel, Sister Zhang sat across from me at the table, her face stern. "How could you be so naughty? Why did you buy so much of that stuff ?" I sat down next to her seriously and put my arm around her shoulder. "We still have two days before we go back, right ? Do you want to do what you did last night?" Sister Zhang's face turned red again. "You're really wicked," she scolded playfully, then muttered under her breath, "We don't need that much." I pulled her arm tightly around her shoulder, raised my chin mischievously, and said, "I'm afraid it won't be enough." Sister Zhang retorted defiantly, "Be careful you don't exhaust yourself, you little bastard. Let's see how you explain it ." I thought to myself, I've already made your husband a cuckold. "Hehe, whether I can explain it to my wife when I get back depends on whether you can drain me dry," I said smugly. "You rascal... don't be so playful, you've already used up all your energy." Sister Zhang stroked my face, looking at me with maternal eyes . "I've already given you my body, you don't need to be in such a hurry." Hearing this, my already exhausted penis immediately hardened. I really wanted to strip her naked right there and have a good time. I grabbed Sister Zhang's small hand and pressed it onto my already erect crotch. Sister Zhang was startled by my sudden action. "Are you crazy? Someone will see us." She immediately pulled her hand back and punched , not daring to look at me. "If you're worried about me ruining my body, then buy me some medicine to help me recover. After I recover, it's all yours anyway..." I

I continued teasing her. Just then, Sister Zhang's phone vibrated in her pocket. She took it out with a puzzled look;
the screen read "Husband.

" "Hello..." Sister Zhang answered the phone. A man's voice came through the receiver, "Wife, why
didn't you answer the phone last night? I called you several times."

"Oh... I was too tired yesterday and went to bed early. I put the phone on vibrate and didn't hear it." Sister Zhang glared at me
fiercely ; she must have guessed that I had put the phone on vibrate.

I couldn't hear what her husband was saying on the other end of the line, but I heard Sister Zhang say, "He's in a meeting. He'll be home in
a couple of days . Don't call... Don't worry about him." Then she hung up.

Sister Zhang looked at me, about to speak, when I called to the waiter, "Waiter, a glass of
warm water ." Then I whispered to Sister Zhang, "Take your medicine first, then we'll eat."

Sister Zhang swallowed her words. Water arrived. Sister Zhang peeled two small white pills and placed them in
her palm. The pills looked exceptionally white, almost blindingly so.

Sister Zhang stared at them for a few seconds, stunned. "Eat them..." I interrupted her. She closed her eyes, raised her hand, and swallowed the pills. After our "breakfast,"
we hurriedly went to our meeting.

For the next two days, besides work and meals, we explored each other's bodies, squandering our
bodily fluids, making love tirelessly. When I left, I
kept . Our short, wonderful "honeymoon" ended. We returned to the familiar city, back to the familiar
people, but the story continued, just in a different way...

[The End]

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