Wavering between passion and sorrow

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Having weathered many storms and looking back, I'm already over thirty. The road I've traveled has been bumpy and arduous, some scenes shocking, some breathtaking, and some excruciatingly painful.
I ask myself honestly, is this what life is all about? In matters of the heart, I'm a failure, lost and directionless. Let me start with a one-night stand. I'm a wealthy young man, aimless and spending my days chatting online. One day, through a casual search, I added a woman five years my senior. Every night, we'd go online together, sharing our feelings. I gradually learned how much emptiness she felt emotionally. She and her husband co-founded a chemical company; her husband was often away, working in an overseas office, while she managed the domestic operations. They rarely saw each other.
Our initial acquaintance blossomed into understanding, and our relationship developed quickly. Eventually, online conversations weren't enough, and she asked to meet in person, which I readily agreed to.
It was the evening of August 16th. I drove my car to her. She lived about 100 kilometers away, but it didn't take long. When I arrived, I called her: "Sister, I've arrived. Where are you waiting for me?" A sweet voice replied: "Wait for me at the south gate of the park." We met quickly. She was completely different from the one in the video. Her figure was so good. She was almost forty, with high, firm breasts like two mountains. Looking further back, her round, plump buttocks were so sexy. Anyone who likes doggy style would be captivated. She was so kind and friendly. She asked if I was tired. I didn't answer immediately, but after a moment of silence, I said: "I'm so tired. Let's find a place to rest." She said: "Okay, let's go... I'll find you a place." We drove from the park entrance, my car following closely behind. She parked in front of a hot spring bathhouse and said: "This is fine. I'm a regular here." Upon entering the lobby, my sister paid the bill at the front desk, and we went to the hot spring pool together. After putting on our swimsuits, I was stunned. She was absolutely gorgeous, a true beauty. So sexy, with incredibly fair and smooth skin, and breasts larger than my hands—that would be a waste… She was such a waste. After soaking for a while, she asked me to have my breasts shaved. So we went upstairs to a private room. At first, I thought someone else would do it, but then I realized she had asked the staff for the necessary tools and was shaving me herself. I was so happy. After closing the door, she came up to me and asked if I had ever had my breasts shaved before. I said no. She took out a few small jars, and that's how it started. At first, she stood beside me, then she said, "Standing isn't comfortable, can I ride on your back?" I said, "Of course." Oh… Ah… Yes… My spine was sandwiched between her two snow-white thighs, trembling with excitement. After a while, she finished shaving. To be honest, it was quite comfortable. Her technique was pretty good. She asked me, "Was it comfortable?" I said, "It feels good." She also told me that I had many dark circles on my back, caused by the lacerations, and that they would disappear in a few days, it wouldn't matter.
Then, my sister lay down next to me and whispered in my ear, "I want it." I seized the opportunity, grabbed her, and devoured her like a hungry wolf. She said, "You're so strong, so manly, much better than my husband." We spent the whole night together. To be honest, I fell for her, not just for show. The next morning, I drove home.
When I got home, my wife asked where I had been the night before. I said I was drunk and stayed at a friend's. That evening, my wife noticed the dark circles on my back and started questioning me. I knew the truth couldn't be hidden anymore, so I told her the truth. After hearing it, she said, "Let's break up." I was speechless, knowing that loneliness was coming.
For the next few days, I was alone at home, constantly trying to comfort myself: "These days, pigs eating people isn't news, but marriages lasting ten years without divorce is.
" Heh... No one knows the pain in my heart... This is my life. I have my own path. I haven't pulled back from the brink. I will continue with my passion and sorrow. May all lovers in the world be united in marriage.

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