【My Romantic Adventures】(01) Author: zmkmba

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Chapter 1

As mentioned in the previous book, I lost Yanzi and severed all ties with her in that city, returning to my hometown
alone and dejected .

My parents were overjoyed that I had "finally come back."

That evening at the family dinner, my father, for the first time ever, opened a bottle of Feitian liquor. Drunk and beaming, he patted my
shoulder and said, "I called your Uncle Li today. After this week, you'd better get to work!"

I nodded indifferently, raised my glass to clink with my father's, and downed it in one gulp.

It was late October then, and my company had long passed its hiring season. But my father
still , and with one phone call, he got me a job at a state-owned enterprise.

However, that company had deep roots; even though I got in through connections, I still had to start as an intern
. To become a contract worker, it wouldn't be until after the New Year.

On Monday, I went to work and first met Uncle Li. Then I was led to an office with five people.

"Come on, Xiao Meng, let me introduce you," Uncle Li said, knocking on the door.

"Director Li, please, I'm busy!" a woman facing away from the door
replied, staring at her computer without turning her head.

Uncle Li shook his head helplessly and turned to the other two people in the office, saying, "This is Xiao Hu,
the son of my old comrade-in-arms. He'll be working here from now on, so please take care of him for me."

The two people quickly greeted him, but Uncle Li waved his hand, patted my shoulder, and said, "From now on, you
'll follow Team Leader Meng's arrangements and do a good job!" After saying that, he swaggered away with his hands behind his back.

I stood at the door, awkwardly glancing at Team Leader Meng. The woman just kept her eyes glued to the computer
screen and didn't seem to care about me at all. Instead, a young man with a middle parting and glasses beckoned to me and
mysteriously called me over.

"Team Leader Meng, don't come near strangers when you're working on the drawings. This spot is empty, so you can stay here for now," the middle-parted man
said, winking at me.

I thanked them, exchanged a few more pleasantries with the two male colleagues, and then sat down at my assigned seat.

Only then did I have the chance, under the guise of tidying my desk, to discreetly observe the profile of the
workaholic .

She looked to be about thirty-two or thirty-three years old, with her long hair casually tied up at the back of her head, wearing
a light gray business suit. She wore trousers that didn't expose her legs, but a fitted, collared blazer. From
the side, the front of her blazer appeared taut, revealing a well-endowed figure, but most striking was her
round, round buttocks, which, even while sitting, perfectly showcased their pert curves.

However, I hadn't yet recovered from the loss of Stefanie Sun, and had no desire for women,
so naturally, I wouldn't have any interest in a woman ten years older than me, and whose appearance was at best not unattractive.
After a few glances, I looked away.

Well… this is, after all, an erotic story, so there's really no need to ramble on about irrelevant things. The reason I
'm wasting so much breath on Team Leader Meng is, of course, because a story will unfold between us later.

Anyway, to sum it up, I quickly adapted to my new workplace and new job.

Because my major was relevant and my skills were proficient, I quickly caught Team Leader Meng's attention. Although she wouldn't assign me
any important tasks, she would always give me small jobs from time to time, and Team Leader Meng and I quickly became
familiar with each other .

My first intrusion into her life happened a little over a month after I joined the company.

That day, I hadn't finished my work and left late. Around six o'clock, only Team Leader Meng and I were left
in the office .

The phone rang, and a moment later I heard Team Leader Meng scream, then jump up and run outside.

I didn't know what had happened, and seeing her running out in a panic, I worried something had happened and
quickly chased after her.

"Meng, what happened?" I chased after her out of the office and saw her frantically pressing the elevator buttons,
looking anxious as if the sky were falling.

She turned around abruptly, as if about to cry, "I forgot to pick up my son. The kindergarten teacher called
and said he's crying."

I breathed a sigh of relief and comforted her, "Don't worry, the teacher is watching him. He'll be fine."

Tears welled up in Meng's eyes as she continued frantically pressing the elevator buttons, sobbing, "It's all my fault... Waaah...

My mom went to Hainan for vacation, and I couldn't take care of him properly even after a few days... Waaah..."

The elevator arrived, and I quickly pushed her in, pressed the floor button, and said to her, "Give me your car keys
. Seeing you like this, it might be dangerous for you to drive. I'll take you there."

Meng froze, then burst into tears again, "I left them in the office..."

I sighed helplessly, told her to wait downstairs, went back upstairs to get her keys, and then drove her
car, taking the sobbing Meng straight to the kindergarten.

I stopped at the kindergarten gate, and Sister Meng jumped out of the car like a madwoman, calling her baby's name as she rushed
inside. A few minutes later, she came out carrying a sobbing little boy.

Because she was carrying the child, Sister Meng sat in the back seat, gently comforting her son while
thanking me, "Thank you so much, Xiao Hu. The baby's been crying, could you please take us home?"

I nodded and drove towards her neighborhood as Sister Meng had indicated.

After a while, I suddenly felt something was off in the car. Her son had stopped crying, and instead, I could hear a very faint chirping sound
coming .

I glanced curiously at the rearview mirror, and my heart skipped a beat.

I thought I saw a white, fleshy object… was that… her breast?

I steadied myself and glanced at the rearview mirror again. Sure enough, I saw Sister Meng lifting her
shirt , cupping one of her ample breasts to breastfeed her son.

Her chest was mostly obscured by her son's face, so I couldn't see her breasts at all, but judging from the curve of those mounds
, they were at least a D cup or larger.

Sister Meng was very perceptive; almost the instant I could see what was happening, she turned slightly, holding her son,
to cover her exposed breasts.

Clearly, Sister Meng had noticed my peeping, and I felt incredibly embarrassed.

"Um…how old is the baby? Still breastfeeding?" I asked, in a particularly idiotic way, to ease the awkwardness.
As soon as I said that, the atmosphere in the car became even more awkward.

"...Just turned two years old." Sister Meng's voice was full of embarrassment, but she still answered me.

"Hehe...This is your second child, right? How old is your eldest?" I continued, still being clueless.

Sister Meng was silent for a while, then said softly, "He's my only child. I had children relatively late."

I was completely speechless. Apart from the occasional chirping sound from the back seat, the car was silent.

When we arrived at her neighborhood, Sister Meng got out of the car carrying her sleeping son, leaned against the window and said to me,
"Xiao Hu, can you take my car? Come pick me up tomorrow morning, okay?
It's inconvenient for me to drive alone with the baby."

"Damn it, you idiot!" I gave her a cool American soldier-style salute and
sped away.

From then on, my relationship with Sister Meng changed significantly, adding
a subtle intimacy to our familiarity.

It was from those few days of picking them up and dropping them off that I stopped calling her "Group Leader Meng" and started calling her "Sister Meng."
Her son, upon seeing me, would excitedly shout "Uncle Hu!"

I don't know what was wrong with me. Was I developing feelings for her? Or was it because I hadn't had sex in so long
and wanted to find a woman to sleep with?

Anyway, during that time, I began to crave gazing at and even touching her body. Even
the touch of fingertips would make my heart tremble and fill me with excitement.

This strange, irrational state continued for a long time. It wasn't until after New Year's Day,
when my lovely little sweetheart, Douya, finally returned from school, that my desire for Sister Meng suddenly subsided.

The day after Douya returned was Saturday. I arranged to spend over an hour with her in the hotel room
, until her vagina was swollen and red, and she began to beg for mercy. Only then did I hold
her tenderly for a while, still feeling unsatisfied, and tell her about Sister Meng.

"Looks like you've been suffering these past few months without getting any sex, huh? You're still interested in sex even though you're a middle-aged woman?"

Ya'er teased me.

I said with a bitter face, "I can't help it~ I used to eat meat every day, and now that I can't eat it all at once, I'm just
starving, ?"

Ya'er giggled and reached out to stroke my penis, saying seductively, "No wonder, you're so sensitive
and quick . The first time you only lasted a few strokes before you came, but the second time you fucked me for so long, your little pussy is all swollen from your fucking..."

I chuckled, flipped over and pinned Ya'er down, sucking on her nipple and mumbling, "Then let's continue,
I've been missing you for half a year."

Ya'er giggled, covering her crotch with her hands to prevent me from penetrating her, pleading, "
Stop , do you want me to be unable to get out of bed? I have to go home for dinner later!"

"No, it's your fault for stroking my penis, I'm aroused again, I have to fuck you again." My
pent

-up sexual desire, which I had suppressed for several months, was not something that could be calmed down by just two times. Ya'er was so scared that she begged for mercy, and finally had to give in, letting me fuck her and give her oral sex
again.

While I was getting dressed, that girl suddenly asked me, "If I hadn't come back from my vacation, would you have been
tempted to go after that middle-aged woman?"

I paused for a moment, then chuckled, "I've been celibate for too long and wanted to find a woman to vent. Now
that I think about it , Sister Meng's face is just average. If it weren't for her big breasts and round butt, I probably wouldn't have even given her a second glance."

I said that, but less than a week later, I contradicted myself.

It was late that day. I had played some games at home and was just about to go to sleep when I suddenly received a call from Sister Meng.

"Xiao Hu, are you asleep?" Sister Meng's voice sounded anxious.

"Not yet, what's up, Sister Meng?" I replied.

"Um… my baby has a fever and is getting an IV at the hospital. I was in such a rush when I left that I forgot to bring baby
formula. Could you go to my house and get it for me?" Sister Meng said somewhat apologetically.

"Oh? Is anyone home? How can I get it?" I asked.

"No one's home. I was in a rush and didn't bring my keys, but I have
a spare key to my house in my office desk drawer. Could you help me? Of all my colleagues in the office, only you know where I live..."

I agreed, then checked the time; it was already past 11 PM. This was indeed a bit inconvenient,
so I reluctantly took my dad's car keys and sneaked out. I

went to her office first, easily found a set of keys with a pink charm in her drawer, and then drove
towards her house. Halfway there, she called again.

"Xiao Hu, are you at my house yet?" Sister Meng asked.

"Almost there, I've already got the keys, I'll be at your apartment complex in a few minutes," I replied.

"Oh, that's good. Remember to bring me some extra things, the baby needs a pair of pants and two diapers
, he just wet his pants. Also, don't forget the bottle..." Sister Meng rambled on on the phone,
sounding much better.

I arrived at Sister Meng's house quickly, opened the door, and
went inside .

I had been to Sister Meng's house before, but only sat in her living room. As for which bedroom she
and her baby lived in, I had to open each one one by one to check.

The first room I opened was the study. Inside, besides a mess of blueprints, there were only books; I didn't find any formula or diapers
.

The second room—I pushed open the door and saw a crib next to the large bed
. I had found the right room.

Formula, bottles, and neatly folded clothes—hmm…all out in the open—but
where were the baby's diapers?

"Hello? Sister Meng, where are the baby's diapers? I can't see them!" I called to ask.

"Hmm…the baby hasn't used them in a long time. Could you check the bedside table?" Sister Meng
replied .

I hung up and searched through all the drawers and closets for a long time, but still couldn't find them, so I went to
the third bedroom I hadn't been to before.

As soon as I entered the third bedroom, my heart skipped a beat.

That was her bridal chamber. A huge wedding photo hung above the large bed. In the photo, the groom was handsome and
the bride was beautiful. Sister Meng, wearing light makeup and a wedding dress, looked so beautiful and charming.

I suddenly realized that Sister Meng never wore makeup at all and always showed herself without makeup.

With dark circles under her eyes from staying up late every day, an unkempt hairstyle, and
pale lips due to lack of moisture, she was far from being considered beautiful.

However, upon closer inspection, her features weren't particularly flawed. Combined on a slightly round face
, while not stunning, she was certainly not unpleasant.

She looked like this even without makeup; imagine how amazing she would be with a made-up face!

I glanced at her a few more times, then suddenly remembered my business and continued rummaging through drawers for baby diapers. Dressing table
drawer —nothing! Wardrobe—nothing! Bedside table—nothing! Wait… I opened the bedside table drawer again.
Several sex toys were quietly placed inside.

A pink vibrator, a thick, long electric dildo, anal beads, and anal plugs… My crotch quickly
became aroused.

I picked up the electric dildo, brought it to my nose, and smelled a faint fishy odor.

"Don't you even wash it after using it?" I chuckled, glancing up at Meng Jie's photo.

In the end, I couldn't find the baby's diapers, so I bought a pack on the way to the hospital. By
the time I found Sister Meng with the pack, it was almost 12:30.

"How's the baby?" I asked, handing the pack to Sister Meng.

Sister Meng quickly opened the pack, preparing formula for the baby while saying, "It's nothing serious,
just tonsillitis. An IV drip will help, and once the fever goes down, he'll be fine."

I nodded and asked, "Did you tell your husband?"

She forced a smile and said, "Why tell him? It's such a small thing, not worth the trouble. He can't come back anyway!"

The "brother-in-law" I was referring to was her husband, who was studying in Germany at the time and had been gone for six months, not expected
to return until the following summer.

I saw the baby sleeping in the portable crib, covered by her clothes. Lifting them, I realized the baby
had wet his pants, so she had wrapped his shirt around him to keep him warm. Luckily, the hospital was well-heated; otherwise, not only would the baby
be uncomfortable, but Sister Meng, who was only wearing a thin sweater, would have caught a cold.

"Hurry up and put the baby's pants on; your clothes aren't as warm as pants." I sighed,
feeling a little sorry for her.

After tidying up, the baby fell asleep again.

Sister Meng looked at me apologetically and said, "Xiao Hu, thank you for making the trip. The baby is fine now;
you should go home and rest before it gets too late."

I hesitated, then stood up and asked, "What about you? When can the baby go home?"

"Probably in the morning. The doctor said we need to observe him a bit after the IV drip. Even if we can't go home yet,
his grandma will come to relieve me," Sister Meng said.

"This... there's not even a place to rest. This night won't be easy!" I said worriedly.

Sister Meng smiled wearily, "What's the point of seeking comfort in a hospital? Just take a couple of naps in the chair, and the
night will pass."

I thought for a moment and remembered that my dad had a U-shaped neck pillow in his car, so I ran to get it for her.
I put it behind her head; it's more comfortable than having my scalp uncomfortable.

"Sister Meng, how about this? I'm not really sleepy yet. Why don't you take a nap first? I'll watch the baby for you. I'll leave after
the baby's IV drip is finished."

Sister Meng had worked half the night before and was indeed too tired to stay awake. Seeing my
firm attitude, she didn't insist. She propped herself up with a pillow, leaned against the wall, and quickly closed her eyes.

I wandered around aimlessly, sometimes going outside for a smoke, sometimes sitting next to Sister Meng for a while.
After the baby's IV drip was finished and the needle was removed, I finally couldn't stay awake any longer and sat down next to Sister Meng, falling
into a deep sleep.

I was extremely sleepy. In my half-awake state, I felt that something was amiss, but I couldn't
open my eyes or wake myself up.

I felt like I was having a wet dream, or maybe not. Anyway, I vaguely felt
that my crotch was swollen. I wanted to move, but I felt someone pressing down on me,
and to make matters worse, they were pressing down on my swollen penis, making me feel a little uncomfortable but also a little pleasurable.

I don't know how long that state lasted, but when I suddenly snapped fully awake, I
saw Sister Meng rubbing her sleepy eyes as she climbed off me.

It turned out the baby had woken up and was crying for his mother.

Sister Meng took the baby, but she wasn't fully awake yet. She patted the baby with her eyes half-closed, casually lifting her
sweater and tucking the baby's head inside.

Those snow-white mounds, those bright red nipples—even just a fleeting glimpse made my heart
race .

Damn, it's been so long since I've fondled those big breasts; my resistance isn't what it used to be! Bean Sprout? Forget it, her
breasts are just little buns at best.

I reluctantly withdrew my gaze, took out my phone, and glanced at it—it was almost six o'clock.

Damn it, I had to leave right away! My dad gets up at 6:30; if he finds out I've stolen his car and gone off on a wild trip,
the consequences will be unimaginable. The setup

for Sister Meng will be quite lengthy because she is the most important person

in my life and subsequent career, without exception. The sex scenes won't be until the next chapter. Disappointed? Haha, don't worry! I will describe every woman I've been with since graduation until my marriage. I suggest that while enjoying the sex scenes also pay attention to the regular storylines; these are my life and work experiences, the main thread of this story. In fact, only about one-third of the sex scenes are true; the rest are from friends' stories or my own imagination. Please don't take it too seriously. [To be continued]

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