A Wonderful Weekend (Part Two)

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I had insomnia with a mix of excitement and trepidation. Some people might not understand—it's just a casual date, why the insomnia? I think that's precisely the fun of casual dating. If it were just for hookups or sex, the money spent on casual dating could be used to hire a decent prostitute. After all, the single man pays for the room and meals, which adds up to quite a bit. Just thinking about having sex with someone's wife in front of her husband is exciting, and I've also noticed that it lasts much longer.

Saturday morning, I went to my go-to hairdresser for a makeover. I definitely wanted to make a good first impression on my girlfriend. Women, like men, primarily look at appearance and demeanor at first glance. As for inner qualities, that only happens when your appearance and demeanor are satisfactory; otherwise, who will bother to observe your inner qualities?

The plan for today was this: I would book the room first, L would get the room key from the front desk, and after they were all settled, L would message me, and then I would go upstairs to give my girlfriend a spa treatment, just like a real spa therapist I found online. Once it was done, I'd leave.

I arrived at the hotel around noon. L messaged me saying there was traffic. Traffic jams in Shanghai on a weekend afternoon? Is it really true that good things come to those who wait? I waited in the hotel lobby for about an hour before L and his wife finally arrived. Since I'd seen her picture beforehand, I recognized her immediately. It was

drizzling in Shanghai on Saturday. In Shanghai, whenever it rains, the perceived temperature drops by at least 5 degrees Celsius. While the cold in the north is a physical attack—you just need to wear thicker layers—the cold in Shanghai is a magical attack, with side effects. It was freezing!

The first thing that caught my eye was a pair of beautiful black legs. For someone like me who loves legs, the allure of black stockings is irresistible. His wife was wearing a black turtleneck under a black-gray wool coat, and a light red scarf around her neck. It was clear she was wearing light makeup. She looked much prettier in person than in the photos. Perhaps it's because L usually posts unedited photos?

L saw me too, gave me a subtle wink, then went to the front desk to get his room key, took the elevator to his room, and 16 minutes later, L texted me to come up. At this point, you might be wondering: why did he remember the time so precisely? Because I was watching my phone the whole time, waiting to be called! (To be continued) ***************************************************************************************** This article is based on true events and may not be as dramatic as some of the sensationalized accounts, but its authenticity is its strength.

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