Loneliness makes one say "I love you": One night in Leshan and Jiaozhou

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Introduction: Men are attracted to pretty faces, alluring figures, and the warm, satisfying feeling of penetration. Women are the same; they like handsome men with strong physiques and the ability to create a wild, exciting experience during penetration! Therefore, food and sex are considered innate. I don't consider myself a devout Platonic, unable to achieve both spiritual and physical satisfaction simultaneously. After all, saints are always in the minority. Since we're already caught up in the complexities of life, why not enjoy both spiritual pleasure and the pleasure of holding a beautiful woman in my arms?
So when the first couple from the Leshan government extended an invitation to meet, I didn't refuse. I went to Leshan on a business trip with a "whatever happens, happens" attitude. After finishing my work, I strolled along the river in the evening, allowing me to better appreciate its beauty. A was the husband, and I was the wife. We enjoyed a hot pot of snake meat on the old town's riverbank, along with the three bottles of red wine I'd brought. The woman, as beautiful as jade, was even more radiant under the lights, enhanced by the half-bottle of wine. A asked me, "Is she pretty? Yes, she is. Do you like her? Yes, I like her. Okay, then give me her room number tonight, and she's yours." Clearly, A's straightforward words, combined with the alcohol, made my wife's face appear even redder. After dinner, we strolled along the river to the bustling Zhanggongqiao food street, and amidst the fragrant aroma of spicy hot pot, I played my favorite song from my youthful days, "Angel's Wings," for B.

Love once
lingered in the place where yesterday's fragrance remained .
That familiar warmth,
like angel wings,
brushed across my boundless heart. I
believe you are still here
, never having left.
My love is like an angel guarding you.
If life ends here,
and I am no longer here,
I will find an angel to love you in my place. I

don't know when it ended. A has a good alcohol tolerance, and the lady's eyes seemed to be dripping with water as the alcohol increased. At my suggestion, the taxi stopped downstairs at Vienna KTV. Of course, in the bumpy back seat, my hand, encouraged by A, moved from her thigh to her groin, becoming wet and slippery. The private room was not big, but it had a private bathroom. The room was not small, but the three of us squeezed the lady tightly in the middle. The room was not cold, but my palms began to heat up. The room was not hot, but we took off the lady's clothes in the bathroom of the private room. They were kissing passionately back-to-back in front of the mirror. I kissed her from behind down to her lower body, her short skirt lifted, her stockings ripped, her erect penis and burning anticipation making it difficult for me to last. At the moment of climax, she trembled and kept calling out "Husband, I love you." After she calmed down, A switched to penetrate her from behind, and she began giving me oral sex, enjoying the thrusts from behind, along with her muffled moans. Desire, fueled by alcohol, continued to ferment. B's moans grew increasingly louder with each shift, almost drowning out the over-the-top vocals of Jeff Chang from the speakers. The back-and-forth tug-of-war erupted almost simultaneously, and I collapsed, limp, amidst her body's spasms. After cleaning up, I checked the time: 1 a.m. She said she'd had too much to drink and suggested we all go home, avoiding eye contact with A and me. The alternation of shame and lust made me understand and agree. We waved goodbye and went to sleep. The next day, on my way back to Chengdu, I received a WeChat message: "I had a good dream last night, and I'm grateful for this encounter. Goodbye." I don't know if this "goodbye" means never seeing each other again or hoping for a future meeting. Time will tell .
I gaze indifferently at the vast emptiness outside the window. It turns out love never lingers...

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