Things with my colleague's wife

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My story is rather disjointed and cannot be arranged chronologically. I'll just write down whatever comes to mind, and all I can do is make the events true.
Around 2004, I was a foreman at a large local factory. My shift was taken over by another foreman, a year older than me. His biggest hobby was drinking; he always got drunk, and when drunk, he'd go straight to prostitutes for a wild party. Of course, that's his private life and has little to do with me, but when he was drunk, he couldn't work, and the other members of his team couldn't do some important technical tasks properly either. So he often called me to cover for him, about a few days a month (haha, sounds like menstruation, doesn't it?). After a while, because I refused his cover pay, he would often drink with me when I was free. Since I lived far away and was single, I'd often stay at his place when I was drunk. That's how I became very familiar with his wife. Whenever she found out he was out drinking and couldn't find him, she'd ask if he was with me. If he was with me, she'd need to take him home, otherwise, she wouldn't know where he'd gone again. As time went on and we got to know each other better, I started calling him "sister-in-law" whenever we met. Occasionally, she would tell me about the outrageous things my colleague did when he was drunk, and I knew he was always seeing other women. To be honest, she was quite beautiful, 1.75 meters tall, with delicate features, the only flaw being her small breasts. If it were anyone else, they wouldn't have any other thoughts with such a beauty by their side, but that was his habit. Of course, this created an opportunity for me.
One winter day, around 8 pm, he called because he was drunk again. I was covering for him at the factory when she called to ask if he was with me. I said no. She was furious, saying she knew he had gone out drinking and had been looking for him everywhere, even at karaoke bars, but couldn't find him. She asked if I could go out and help him look for him. I said I couldn't, as I was covering for him. She asked what time I got off work, and I said midnight. She said, "Then come over after you get off work." I said okay. So, I arrived at his building after midnight, thinking he should be back by now. I was hesitating whether to go up and call him to avoid disturbing their rest when his sister-in-law came downstairs, said she saw my motorcycle headlights, and then got on the motorcycle. I asked where we were going, and she said he still hadn't come back and she didn't want to look for him anymore, asking me to take her out for a meal. We found a nearby restaurant, and she suggested we have some drinks. We each drank five bottles of beer. Maybe we drank too much, because she touched my thigh several times. Then she said she was going to the restroom and asked me to go with her. I had a little hope that something might happen, but I didn't dare to say anything first. About a minute later, she opened the restroom door. Because it was late at night, there was no one else in the restaurant, and the owner was probably dozing off. She stood right in front of me, wearing only her underwear, with her outer pants down! She asked me to help her pull them up. I thought, "What am I waiting for?" I reached inside, waving my hand around her from her buttocks to her front. I noticed she had a lot of pubic hair. Without lingering, I pulled up her underwear, paid the bill, and left. Then we went back to her house, helped her to bed, and after a while, we took off each other's clothes. I was incredibly hard, and my sister-in-law grabbed my clothes and started stroking herself, saying, "I'm a woman too, I want to too." Excitedly, I spread my sister-in-law's long legs. Sure enough, her pubic hair was thick, almost obscuring the slit in the middle. Her breasts were small, almost flat, which wasn't sexy in that respect. Her lower body was alluring. We barely exchanged words; I immediately mounted her. She was already soaking wet, and I thrust in all the way without much effort. My sister-in-law moaned and groaned. Because of the alcohol, she was particularly reluctant to ejaculate. After an hour of fucking, she still didn't seem to want to. She said she had drunk too much, was dizzy, and didn't want to continue. I had no choice but to roll over. Still feeling unsatisfied, I stroked her thick pubic hair for about ten minutes and ejaculated onto her lower abdomen and pubic hair. She half-opened her eyes and said slowly, "You masturbated." I felt a little embarrassed, but then I thought, "Anyway, you wouldn't dare tell anyone I masturbated," and I secretly felt a surge of pleasure. After I finished, she got up and washed herself, saying she felt dizzy and nauseous. I helped her back to bed, covered her with a blanket, and put a glass of water by the bedside. Then she got dressed and went downstairs to go home. Later, many exciting things happened between us, which I will share with you next time.

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