I never expected she was my son's teacher.

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The Spring Festival had just ended, but I almost had a heart-stopping experience during the holiday. It's amazing how small the world is – my son's kindergarten teacher turned out to be my one-night stand!
It happened on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year. Usually busy with work, my wife nagged me to buy some fruit and gifts and take our son to visit his kindergarten teacher. Although I'm usually dismissive of giving gifts to teachers and don't think it's a big deal not to, I had to obey my wife's insistence. I'd never met my son's teacher; I'd only heard him innocently praise how beautiful she was. Unfortunately, my job requires frequent business trips and social engagements, so I felt guilty for neglecting my wife and son.
That day, when I rang the doorbell and heard that soft, beautiful voice saying "Coming!", it sounded familiar. Before I could even recall, the door opened, and the woman was wearing a light green wool cardigan over a plain dress. Her smooth legs, accentuated by stockings, looked incredibly alluring. I heard my wife call out "Teacher Lin," and I looked towards the woman's face. I felt like I'd been punched in the chest, my mind went blank. The woman my wife called Teacher Lin was one of the one-night stands I'd had on the Aixilou website! We were invited inside. I watched as the woman declined a few times before accepting the fruit basket my wife offered. She glanced at me casually before going into the kitchen to prepare drinks for us.
I panicked, completely at a loss. I'd carefully kept those affairs a secret for two months, and my wife hadn't noticed anything. I just never expected to run into that woman again… That day, I was worried she'd recognize me and give herself away to my wife, while watching her figure, I couldn't help but recall our encounter. Two months ago, out of curiosity, I registered an account on that website. I didn't intend anything, but as soon as I created the account, I received many messages from women, including her. Seeing their enthusiasm, I bought a diamond palace (a euphemism for a romantic encounter), and simultaneously "kidnapped" them, getting their contact information. After chatting with them for a week, we met in person.
She was the last woman I ever saw. Although we hadn't known each other for long, we chatted a lot online, some of our conversations quite explicit. I knew she was like me, looking for someone to chat with online out of loneliness. We were both fairly open-minded, and both appreciated using mature, safe, and quick relationships to alleviate our emptiness. Before her, I had also experienced the openness and enthusiasm of women on those websites; at the time, I was used to it. When we met that day, after noticing a suggestive current in her eyes, I understood immediately and took her to a bar, where we ordered some drinks. To be honest, she wasn't a beauty, just had a pair of alluring almond-shaped eyes that looked particularly seductive under the dim, romantic lights that night. After leaving the bar that night, I hinted that we should find a place to rest, and as I expected, she didn't refuse. So I took her to a nearby short-stay room.
It wasn't our first time having an affair, but it still felt exciting. We lay in bed talking, and as we talked, I rolled over and pinned her down. She was only wrapped in a bath towel. When my hand slid down her legs and between them, I felt a wetness. Her eyes were closed, and she was moaning softly. Her cheeks were flushed and alluring. I touched and stroked her genitals with one hand, while slowly pulling down her towel with the other, squeezing her breasts. She began to moan, her tongue occasionally licking her lips, as if she were thirsty. The scene was incredibly arousing, making me feel as if all the blood in my body had rushed to my lower abdomen. After kissing her haphazardly a few times, I used my knees to spread her legs, and with a sudden thrust, I slid deeply into her body.
She was a woman who had never had children; she was incredibly tight down there. Perhaps because she was having sex with a stranger, she was a little nervous. Her hands gripped my shoulders tightly, and her vagina would squeeze me forcefully, causing both pain and pleasure. I was conflicted, wanting her to relax while simultaneously hoping she would continue to suck me harder. Finally, I picked her up and changed positions, letting her sit on top of me. Perhaps that position was too stimulating, because she cried out louder and louder, sweated more and more, and her buttocks moved on their own. Even her juices flowed freely, soaking my stomach. We made love twice that night, thoroughly enjoying ourselves.
Afterwards, after we got out of bed, we became strangers, just like my one-night stand with another woman. We never contacted each other again, and I eventually stopped using the website, Aixilou, because there were too many temptations there. Cheating on my wife for a month filled me with guilt. Before experiencing it, I fantasized and looked forward to it, but after experiencing it, I felt it was nothing special. Although it's better to part amicably without burden, my conscience made me give up. Especially since I thought I'd never see that woman again, the unexpected reunion terrified me. I deeply felt that this kind of thing shouldn't happen too often, or I'd die young. But it's worth mentioning that nothing happened that day. I don't know if she didn't recognize me, or if she recognized me but pretended not to to avoid trouble. Anyway, the harrowing day finally passed safely. That woman upstairs really kept her word; it really was a clean break.

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