Local young women

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The woman I'm reminiscing about is from the same city as me; let's call her W. She's a year older than me, voluptuous, nearly 1.7 meters tall, of average appearance, with good skin, and quite resilient. Meeting her was quite a coincidence. Four years ago, I added her on QQ, we chatted, and exchanged phone numbers (but we never called each other until we met in person, only online chat). One day, we arranged to meet at a certain location in Yixian Science and Technology Park after get off work. I arrived as agreed, but after a few minutes and no one showed up, I called the number she had given me. A dramatic situation ensued. I spoke on the phone as if we were still familiar online, but the person who answered, W, said I had dialed the wrong number. I insisted it was the right number. There were other people talking to W, and it was clear she was with several people. When W confirmed again that I had dialed the wrong number, I felt a little embarrassed and hung up. I realized this was probably a prank, a stand-up prank. The person I was chatting with online gave me a number that wasn't hers, but someone else's (I later confirmed this, but that's another story; the identity of the person I was chatting with online remains a mystery).

The next day, I told the woman online that the number she gave me wasn't hers, and she stopped talking, which made me quite angry. After that, I gradually stopped chatting with her and deleted her after a few days. The next day, I thought I might as well play along. Since the person who answered the phone yesterday was a woman, why not try again? So I called her again, explaining the situation: I apologized for bothering her the previous evening, saying I got the number from a chat with someone online and meant no harm. I suggested we exchange QQ numbers if it was convenient. Perhaps moved by my sincerity, or something else, W and I added each other on QQ and started dating. Later, I talked to W about how strange it was who gave me her number. Without further ado, after a period of dating, I won W over and we slept together. Later she said it was because her husband loved to drink, was suspicious, and didn't care about her much that she was willing to have sex with me. I still keep in touch with W to this day, but we haven't met up for over a year. The above is the story of how I met and dated W. Below are a few of my experiences with W, in no particular order. Once, at the GreenTree Inn, I had her lie face down on the edge of the bed while I stood on the floor, and I penetrated her from behind. She screamed very loudly; I was a little afraid the neighbors would hear. Oh, right, she had an IUD, so all our sex was internal ejaculation. This time, lying face down on the edge of the bed, I reached orgasm, and I was in a good mood, so it was particularly exciting. We've met up several times over the years, but describing the experiences of having sex with her is rather boring. Let me say it again: that time we booked a hotel, but we didn't have sex and went home separately. Every time we booked a hotel, it was because her husband was on duty that she could easily come out to book a room. Her husband worked in the government; he was a retired soldier, you know what I mean. We booked a hotel room, got intimate, and undressed. Her husband called several times during this time; he was obviously drunk, and the calls were so annoying I couldn't even get an erection. I decided to let it go and told her to go home quickly, lest her husband skip work and find her missing. This was the most annoying hotel stay I've ever had. In the three or four years we've been dating, I've sent her flowers and chocolates for her birthday, and she seemed happy.

A few times I went to her apartment complex; we made love in her car, but we didn't have sex. Twice, I picked her up in a downpour. She works collecting payments from various places, and sometimes in the summer, when the rain comes suddenly, she doesn't have an umbrella, so I went to pick her up, and of course, we ended up making love in the car in the pouring rain. And so on. We still keep in touch, but haven't met up in over a year. She always says she's busy with work, and I've been busy this year too—really busy. It's been a whole year of 2017, and I haven't hooked up with anyone yet. And just like that, tomorrow is 2018. Hopefully 2018 will be easier, and I can try to hook up with a few times. Okay, I've rambled on a bit about my story with W. It's 10 minutes to midnight, time to head to the cafeteria for lunch. Happy New Year everyone, may 2018 be a year of plenty of fun! Tianjin Bu Huo, December 30, 2017, Saturday.

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