That thing between men and women

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Let me share some small anecdotes and reflections from my life.
In 2013, I was unemployed for a period. My wife was a real estate agent, working for a real estate company. Seeing me idle at home every day, she suggested I also work for their company to avoid becoming disconnected from society.
Okay, fine. I was idle anyway. But we weren't in the same branch.
To be honest, I'm not cut out for sales. During my time as an agent, I didn't sell a single house, though I rented out a few, so I wouldn't lose face. But I'm quite popular, especially with women. Both branch managers were women, so they didn't make things difficult for me. Later,
the wife of our company's big boss also came to work at the store. She was the boss's wife, so working there was just to pass the time. But I suspect it wasn't just that. Our store was located in a good location, in the CBD, so the overall sales performance of the store was good. Therefore, we were consistently ranked first in the company. Maybe the boss's wife was just coming down to inspect. Of course, this is just my guess.
The landlady was very approachable; she'd even ride with us on the electric scooter when we went out to show properties, even in the blazing sun. She didn't seem to care about sales targets; she just seemed to be passing the time. Sitting in the shop for too long was boring, so she was quite enthusiastic about showing properties. She often rode on my scooter. I'm used to joking around, so I'd often wait until she was settled in, then suddenly accelerate, and she'd end up pressed against my back. Since I was just there temporarily, I didn't care about her being the landlady or not, and kept teasing her. The landlady knew I was teasing her, but she wasn't angry; she'd just say, "Little Chen, I didn't know you were so naughty!"
Later, the landlady liked riding on my scooter. When she got on, to prevent me from sneaking up on her, she'd deliberately use her hands to push me away. But as we rode, she'd slowly press herself against me.
The landlady was more than ten years older than me, around fifty, but she looked very young. She maintained a good figure, but having had children and being older, her pelvis was quite wide. She liked wearing shirts. The buttons on her shirts were often slightly undone. So, looking through the side edge, you could see her bra. I noticed she often wore red bras; if I wasn't mistaken, that year was her birth year in the Chinese zodiac, so her exact age should be 48. Her skin was very fair, but her breasts didn't appear large. I liked to steal glances at her from the side.
Once, we were sitting and chatting in the store, and somehow, she placed one of my hands on top of her other, while simultaneously touching the back of my hand with her other hand, talking to me. Her expression and actions were very natural, which felt extremely sudden, yet not at all awkward.
This incident made me think for several days. Later, I concluded that she must have been hinting at something; otherwise, she wouldn't have acted that way. From that moment on, I had thoughts. But definitely not the kind of thoughts I had about sleeping with her. Then one time, a few colleagues and I went to look at apartments. I found an opportunity when no one was around and touched her buttocks. She turned her head, biting her lower lip with her upper teeth, and whispered, afraid that someone nearby would hear, "What are you doing?"
I grinned but didn't answer her. When she turned around, I put my hand on her butt again. She didn't turn around, just brushed my hand away.
After a while, after looking at the house, everyone left. She deliberately walked behind, and I was at the very back.
Once everyone had walked a little further, she asked me, "What were you doing just now?"
I said, "I was looking at your butt from behind, it was so sexy, so I wanted to touch it.
I'll tell your wife."
I chuckled. Then I suddenly reached out and grabbed her butt, pressing her against me. I could feel her breathing was a little heavy. We were facing the door, so I pushed her aside. "
Stop!" she said,
accusing me of ignoring her, and then tried to put her hand under her skirt. She braced herself with her hands. She wouldn't let me. At that moment, a colleague entered the elevator and called our names. I said, "You guys go first. I'll go check the doors and windows."
Then she hurriedly straightened her clothes and skirt. I pretended to check the windows.
When we got downstairs, I found that the other colleagues had already left. I was so regretful at the time. I was afraid they were waiting for us downstairs; otherwise, I would have already taken advantage of the boss's wife in the bedroom. After missing that opportunity, I never found another one. Not long after, I found a new job.
As for why I stopped making appointments, I don't know. I just thought about it at the time, and then I stopped thinking about it afterwards.

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