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A passion fueled by envy. (To be continued) 

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Miss Yang realized I had witnessed everything, but she wasn't as nervous as I had imagined; she simply went to the bathroom as if nothing had happened. My heart remained pounding with anxiety, and I continued to pretend to be asleep. A little while later, I heard Mr. Chen's phone ring, probably from work. He said he had to go back first and arranged for Miss Yang to take care of me. A moment later, I heard the door close; Mr. Chen must have left. I heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom, knowing she was inside. I got up and sat on the sofa, poured myself a cup of tea, and relived the exciting scene. Looking through the blurry glass, I could see her showering, her full, tall figure displayed before me, and I could clearly see her dark pubic hair. Instantly, my penis became hard again, imagining how wonderful it would be to have sex with her. Before I could even finish savoring the memory, the sound of water stopped, and I quickly lay back down, continuing to pretend to be asleep. I half-opened my eyes and saw her emerge from the bathroom, wrapped in a towel. My penis could no longer resist, bulging high in my pants. As I saw her approaching, my face flushed with nervous excitement. Yang said, "Just pretend, you saw everything?" I stammered, not knowing what to say. She looked at my erection and laughed, saying, "You've already seen it, what's there to be embarrassed about?" I guessed she hadn't had enough. Before I could think any further, her hand grabbed my penis, and I couldn't resist anymore. I got up and carried her to the bed [I won't go into the details, my writing is too bad]. We spent the whole afternoon doing it, three times. She was great, really satisfying. I was really reluctant to leave, and it was the first time I'd enjoyed a woman other than my wife. As I left, I quietly asked her if we could do it again. She just smiled contentedly. I still think about it now; I guess you could call it a lucky encounter.

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