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While traveling in Thailand, I slept with half the women in my tour group. 

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Our time in Thailand is over, and we're heading home. While browsing at the airport, I bumped into the woman I'd failed to get with that night. Her male companion wasn't there. We greeted each other politely, and she approached me, asking if I could help her find some cigarettes to buy for her family. I showed her some and recommended a few, which she bought. We then browsed other shops together, and before we knew it, it was lunchtime. I suggested we grab a bite at the airport. She agreed, and we found a random Chinese restaurant. After eating, we naturally sat together on the plane. We avoided mentioning what happened that night, just chatting and joking until we landed. The travel agency had arranged for cars to take us home, but I had arranged for a colleague to pick me up beforehand. As I got into the car outside the airport, I saw her and her companion waiting for a ride. I asked if they needed a ride, even though he was in Zhangjiagang and I was in the city center. Although both are in Suzhou, the distance is over an hour apart, and they politely declined. Before we left, the woman told me she'd treat me to dinner in Zhangjiagang sometime, and I agreed.
About four days later, she messaged me on WeChat, asking if I was free and inviting me to Zhangjiagang for dinner. I readily agreed. That evening, I drove to Zhangjiagang, and she asked what I wanted to eat. I jokingly said I wanted the most expensive, regardless of how good it was. We ended up choosing a restaurant near the lake, chatting as we ate. I learned she was from Huai'an and worked in Zhangjiagang, and was traveling there because she wasn't busy. She also told me she'd been divorced for two years and was still single. I didn't inquire about the reason for the divorce; it wasn't my problem. We also talked about our hobbies; she enjoys tea, which I also like. I suggested that after dinner, we find a teahouse and chat all night. Haha, she actually agreed! I don't know if she genuinely didn't understand or was just pretending. After dinner, I secretly paid the bill at the front desk when she wasn't looking. The restaurant looked quite upscale, and I had ordered all the dishes. It's not easy for a girl working, so I wanted to be understanding and make a good impression. Then we continued looking for a teahouse. It was quite late when we got there. After having a cup of tea, she said she was tired and wanted to go home. I didn't insist. On the way home, I subtly suggested that since it was late, I shouldn't go back to Suzhou. We could get a room at a hotel; most four-star hotels have tea tables, so we could have more tea if we wanted, and even sleep if we got tired. She didn't say anything, so I said that her silence meant she agreed. I used my phone to navigate to a nice hotel, checked in, and went inside. She was probably really tired; she lay down on the bed as soon as she entered the room. I reminded her to take a shower, but she didn't respond. So I sat down next to her and slowly kissed her. When my tongue just touched her earlobe, she let out a soft moan but didn't resist. I then lay down next to her and started reaching inside her clothes to touch her breasts. She realized she couldn't escape today and started offering her tongue. After about five minutes of French kissing, we both took off our clothes. Then I licked her genitals, gently parting her labia. She was already wet inside. My tongue was very ruthless. I don't know why I love this raw taste. Slowly, my body moved, and soon we were in a 69 position. I turned back and tentatively slid my tongue across her mouth. I took it in. I felt a sucking sensation, a feeling like I was urinating. I don't know how long we were in 69, but when I thought it was about time, I suggested penetration. She was a little worried, so I told her, "Don't worry, we don't have any relationship, and this won't traumatize you. I'll do it outside." She didn't say anything, and I went straight in. She started moaning, not quietly, but since we were in a hotel, I didn't care. I'd heard the sounds from next door more than once. She got into it too, yelling, "Honey, fuck me! It feels so good!" I increased the frequency of my thrusts. I knew she had several orgasms, but I was too excited and forgot how long we'd been in that position without changing. Just before I was about to ejaculate, I pulled out quickly. I'd agreed to ejaculate on her chest, but I was probably too excited, and the force of the ejaculation was too strong; some of it landed directly on her hair. She kept wiping it off. After I finished, I looked at her genitals; there was a lot of white foam. As she wiped, she asked if it was semen. I said it was impossible; the semen was already on her chest. She seemed relieved and got up to shower. I followed her. After showering, we were both refreshed and continued chatting in bed, talking about everything under the sun. We even mentioned why she cried in Thailand last time—because her husband had an affair. She felt that if she had slept with me then, she would have felt the same way as her husband. Later, after thinking it over, I realized that since we were divorced, we shouldn't dwell on it. We each had our own lives and our own needs. I praised her for this perspective; regardless of the past, we should focus on living our own lives now.
We were both tired, and when we woke up it was almost noon. We tidied up and left the hotel. On the way home, she asked me how our relationship really ended. I didn't say anything. Now I think if I had spoken then, I would have said, "We can't be together. You definitely can't accept my past, and I won't even think about marriage because I'm perfectly fine on my own."
Later, this woman maintained this relationship for a long time. Occasionally, on holidays when no one was available, we would meet up. Later, she found a boyfriend, and that was the end of it.

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