Meeting by chance 1

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Meeting her was purely by chance. It was a stormy night, and she had drunk too much. Her friend asked me to drive her home. After she got in the car, I naturally asked her a few questions, like if she was feeling unwell and why her husband hadn't picked her up. I don't even know if I subconsciously wanted to know if she had a husband… She looked back at me and said, "If I had a husband, would I need you to drive me home?" I smiled awkwardly and didn't say anything more, silently driving. When we reached an intersection, I suddenly felt a weight on my right hand. Looking closer, I saw her hand on mine. After a brief moment of surprise, I put the steering wheel in my left hand and touched her hand with my right. We both remained silent, and I tentatively put her hand to my lips and gently kissed it. And so, the car quietly drove back to her house. I parked the car in the open, thinking that was the end of it. But then, she rummaged around in the passenger seat for a while, saying she couldn't find her house key. I found the key, and then I asked what to do. She suggested we talk on the train for a while. Now I was at a loss. It was a rainy night, and in the cramped train, the two of us were absentmindedly looking at our phones. The sound of the rain outside gave us an excuse not to get off. Honestly, it was impossible not to be tempted by her slightest hint. If it were a woman I knew normally, I probably wouldn't need her hints; I would have already taken a strong step. In fact, I really wanted to, but I couldn't, and I didn't dare. Finally, the rain stopped. I found the key on the train, took her to her door, and said, "Let's keep in touch on WeChat..."

We chatted on WeChat for two days, actually not talking about anything in particular, but it felt like we talked about everything, because we both knew we needed each other's time to finish what we hadn't done the night before…
On the third day, we finally both had time, and we arranged to meet in the afternoon. She had a workout appointment with her trainer at 6 PM, and arrived at the hotel at 3 PM. That day, she was wearing tight workout pants that accentuated her curves, and a tennis cap—a completely different style from her outfit that night. But both styles were ones I liked and both could drive me crazy. The difference was that I managed to resist the first night, but I couldn't, and couldn't possibly, resist the second time…

After she came into the room, she walked around… She seemed to be checking out the room's decor, or perhaps trying to ease the tension of their first date. Before she could even sit down on the sofa, I had already rushed over and hugged her tightly, without giving her a chance to say hello or prepare herself... When I tried to kiss her, she pulled away, saying, "Let me wash up first." But I couldn't stop there. Although I didn't continue kissing her, my hands didn't stop. I slapped her tightly wrapped, perky buttocks, then helped her take off her hat, and casually pulled off her top, leaving her only in leggings and flip-flops. At this moment, the curves of her legs were even more pronounced, and under the black leggings, her scarlet nail polish looked exceptionally sexy and alluring.

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