Sister Wu rekindled her romance

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Of the four college graduates newly assigned to the government office, Qianqian, fresh out of school and starting her job, wasn't exceptionally
beautiful, and her eyes often held a youthful shyness, but she was still quite refreshing and pleasant. A chance to fill out a
staff registration form surprised me; I discovered she was actually the daughter of my former lover, Sister Wu.
Qianqian's excitement was no less than my surprise. Using modern communication tools, she
immediately her mother, hundreds of kilometers away. Sister Wu remained remarkably composed on the phone;
after all, she was at an age where time had smoothed her skin, and she couldn't possibly reveal her past
romantic affairs in front of a young child.
Aside from instructing her to work hard and take care of herself, she didn't seem particularly
excited .
This sudden recollection of the past made me realize the unpredictable nature of life. Taking the phone from Qianqian,
I, too, had to maintain restraint during my conversation with Sister Wu. After a brief, lighthearted exchange, I told Sister Wu that
our classmates in Shenyang had all done quite well over the years. The "big brother" of our class had been retired for years; the class's notorious
"career-obsessed" secretary had now risen to the rank of deputy director-general and district head…
"Sister, your classmates in Shenyang really welcome you! Your little one is with us now, you have to come!
It's been twenty years, and you haven't shown your face once. This time you have to come, whether you like it or not. Let's see if our classmates will let you off the hook! Ah,
I won't let you off the hook either!" In the final call, I also conveyed my anticipation in a uniquely teasing way.
Sure enough, a few days later, Sister Wu announced her arrival in Shenyang.
That day, Qianqian and I drove to the bus station to pick her up. Upon meeting her, I felt that Sister Wu had aged considerably.
Although it wasn't hard to see the traces of deliberate makeup on her face, time waits for no one; who doesn't age? My own hair is
now less than a third of what it was twenty years ago.
I first showed my sister, who had come from afar, around our workplace, then had Qianqian put away
the many things her mother had brought, mainly some local specialties for the "bosses" of the company.
Then , I told Qianqian, "You can do whatever you want now, your mom is ours."
I leisurely drove my beloved Passat, with my female classmate sitting next to me,
the saxophone classic "Going Home" playing in the background…
"Sis, what are your plans for today?" I asked.
I glanced sideways at Sister Wu in the passenger seat, staring blankly at the windshield, breathing heavily,
her chest heaving with each breath.
I said again, "What? You're going to let me decide?"
"Whatever you want," Sister Wu hummed softly. So
, following the usual procedure for entertaining out-of-town classmates, I called over some classmates I frequently visit, and we had a long chat at "
Dalian Fishing Port." Fortunately, these classmates were all very considerate and sensible; they didn't stay out too late and
quickly made arrangements to leave, intentionally giving the remaining time to Sister Wu and me.
Driving our old Passat slowly through the city's dazzling lights, Sister Wu listened patiently to
old songs playing from the car stereo with her eyes gently closed. As we drove, "I'm sleepy," she said, seemingly reminding herself that it was time to get down
to business.
Twenty years ago, when we were engaged in the revolution with the grand goal of achieving the "Four Modernizations," we could never have imagined
the world would be like this today. In today's city, with its dazzling lights and vibrant colors, finding
a trace of the past takes some effort. To meet a lover from twenty years ago, we had to escape the bustling metropolis and find a
secluded, tranquil place.
We drove to the edge of the city and sneaked into the Yu Ning Hotel like thieves,
intending to spend the night there.
The hotel room's pale colors gave it a light, airy feel; at our age, it's hard to
rely on a partner's appearance to arouse excitement like before. To find passion, the only way is through naked
rubbing of our skin together. After a quick rinse, I inevitably went forward and dramatically stripped off Sister Wu's nightgown, roughly
throwing her onto the large bed and tucking her under the covers.
Sister Wu, embracing me, her breasts pressed against mine, her legs intertwined, was at my mercy. I started
by touching Sister Wu's back, then her neck, arms, buttocks, thighs, moving to her lower abdomen, chest, armpits, cheeks...
until I took her tender tongue into my mouth, and we both felt a sudden surge of passion. I held
Sister Wu's fragrant tongue in my mouth, one arm tightly around her body, the other hand constantly caressing every sensual spot,
and the woman twisted her body, trying her best to respond. This
feeling should be the ultimate sexual pleasure for a man.
As my erect penis, glistening with sweat, entered her, Sister Wu suddenly curled up beneath me like a
wounded bird, motionless, letting another man relentlessly assault her.
The wet, squelching sounds of our passionate thrusting made us both feel a long-awaited pleasure about to erupt.
Accompanied by an exaggerated "Aww!" from me, my long-dormant semen suddenly gushed out,
spraying into Sister Wu's body.
The fatigue after the orgasm, along with an irresistible drowsiness, led us into sleep.
Waking up in the middle of the night, Sister Wu and I cuddled for a while, sharing our past experiences, talking and listening
... talking and listening... When the memories became more passionate, I climbed on top of her again, inserting my swollen penis into
her body. With each exaggerated thrust, Sister Wu cooperated wholeheartedly,
perfectly expressing the mature woman's understanding of sex.
As I reached my climax and ejaculated again into her tender embrace, my hazy eyes gazed at Sister Wu's face,
which resembled a blooming, tender peach blossom.
This was a long-awaited reunion. Twenty years ago, Sister Wu had led this naive young man, hand in hand,
into the world of pleasure and debauchery. Those two years of blissful intimacy with Sister Wu, day and night,
left an indelible mark on my heart.
Now, past forty, I could once again embrace the woman who belonged to me, lying in the warm embrace of her,
my eyes half-closed, letting my greedy hands roam over every sensual part of her body, her tongue
lingering . Recalling the past felt like a lifetime ago.
Sister Wu, seizing the opportunity, gently caressed her own sensitive areas,
perfectly expressing a mature woman's understanding of sex and her tender affection for her lover. Mutual love, unrestrained joy, a long-awaited reunion, and unbridled passion .
...This is the highest realm of male-female intimacy. The saying "If love between two people lasts forever, why should they be together day and night?"
is perhaps no more than this.
The next day, driving the old Passat with Sister Wu and her daughter to the station, Qianqian
chattered incessantly like a lively little lark, while Sister Wu and I looked somewhat dazed, unsure whether it
was or the guilt we felt for the little girl's inability to explain our adult behavior.
Sister Wu had been gone for over a month, but I could no longer suppress my
infatuation with the passionate young woman. Whenever I was alone, I would hear bursts of laughter, and amidst the laughter, someone would casually scribble
poems on slips of paper: "You are my spirit, I am your drifting duckweed. For two years we walked hand in hand,
never feeling alone. In the days to come, you must cherish the true love I have given you. Even if we can no longer
be inseparable I am willing to walk with your shadow for a lifetime.
" [The End]

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