My graduate school classmate

After my relationship with my lover, Yuting, cooled, I focused more on caring for my wife and children, but I always felt empty inside. I was constantly looking for new prey. My potential targets were a few: my graduate school classmate Xu XX, my junior classmate Liu XX, a single, beautiful neighbor Chai XX in my community, my female colleague Han XX, and a middle school teacher, Li XX, whom I met through a friend of a friend.

Of these, in terms of how attractive she was, my beautiful neighbor Chai XX was the best. She was a perfect 10/10: long hair, a curvy figure, fairly full breasts, fair thighs that were neither too thick nor too thin, 165cm tall, and a pretty face. Crucially, she dressed appropriately—not too sexy, but also dignified and elegant.

This beautiful woman, besides being my neighbor, I didn't really have much interaction with her. I helped her with some things, and I visited her apartment (we lived in the same building but different units). We got to know each other later and often greeted each other. She seemed to be single, around my age, and in a third-tier city, she was still single and unmarried – quite a lot of young women there, haha.

Next would be my junior classmate, Liu XX, who I'd rate 7.5 out of 10. Looking back, she looks remarkably like Zhao Liying; she's quite pretty. Back in school, I was naive. This junior classmate had a crush on me and often asked me for help. I was too innocent then; it was just a normal senior-junior relationship. I never thought about sleeping with her, especially since my girlfriend was also at the same school and we were often together. My girlfriend repeatedly warned me not to get too close to her, so I intentionally avoided her. Later, seeing my coldness, she stopped paying much attention to me.

I won't compare the remaining targets; I'd give them all a 7.5 out of 10, each with their own advantages and disadvantages. Now, let's focus on introducing today's heroine. Alias: Xu Ying Height: 160cm Education: Master's Degree Age: Approximately 29 years old Weight: Approximately 40-45kg Occupation: Employee of a large foreign company Hometown: A prefecture-level city in a province in central China City of Residence: A provincial capital in central China Marital Status: Married for less than a year, no children Husband: University classmate, works in marketing, usually very busy, travels frequently Appearance: Figure 8/10, Bare Face 7/10, Clothing 8/10, Makeup 8/10 (My figure and bare face are both good, plus I know how to dress and do makeup, so the overall effect is quite good). Xu Ying was my classmate in graduate school. We first met in our first year of graduate school. Overall, our relationship over those three years was pretty good. After all, we were all under the same professor and fought together. Looking back, graduate school life was quite tough.

Until graduation, my relationship with Xu Ying was just a normal classmate relationship; there was no ambiguity. Indeed, as students at the time, our thoughts and actions were relatively pure. In terms of relationships between men and women, if there was no love, there really wouldn't be anything.

However, as a sleazy man, I did have some wicked thoughts. For example, at my advisor's request, we often traveled together from the university to other units in the city. We rarely took taxis because it was difficult to get reimbursed, and we were poor students.

So, we often squeezed onto the bus together. I, a big man, had no problem, but she, a petite girl, needed my protection when on the bus. Sometimes I would get on first and help her on; sometimes I would protect her from behind so she could get on first. Once on the bus, it was crowded, and there was nowhere to stand. She couldn't stand steadily, and there was nowhere to hold on, so I had to take care of her.

In this way, physical contact was inevitable. Pulling an arm, holding a shoulder, putting my arm around her waist, touching her buttocks, and sometimes when she stood in front of me, her buttocks would inevitably touch my crotch. I also accidentally touched her chest twice.

Of course, all of the above physical contact happened naturally under special circumstances. At that time, I was too inexperienced and did not take advantage of these opportunities to take advantage of her or take things further. Xu Ying never seemed to have much aversion to these physical contacts. Now, it's unclear whether she didn't feel it or deliberately ignored it. Of course, during our school years, we all had our own boyfriends or girlfriends. Her boyfriend, whom she started dating in her senior year, worked in finance, which is probably why there was no ambiguity in our relationship. Graduation is just around the corner, and now it seems Xu Ying has changed significantly from her first to third year of graduate school. When I first met her in her first year, she had the image of a pure and innocent college student, dressed in a student-style way. By her third year, haha, she had transformed into a sexy goddess. She meticulously styled her hair, and her subtle makeup was striking. Her eyebrows and eyes, adorned with colored contacts, seemed to speak volumes. That summer after graduation, a midi skirt and stockings were her signature outfit. As for her figure, she had a slightly perky bottom, a bust between a B and C cup, and long, slender, and, most importantly, straight legs with a pronounced S-shaped curve.

We had a few individual photos together at graduation, which I still have. Since we were about to part ways, I guess there were fewer of them back then. Two of them were of me with my arm around her shoulder; that was the first time I openly interacted with her. After graduation, she and her boyfriend, now my husband, went back to their hometown to develop their careers, while my girlfriend and I, now my wife, stayed in the city where our university was located (I mentioned this in a previous post). We've kept in touch since graduation, contacting each other two or three times a year, whether there's a reason or not. We even informed each other about our weddings, although we didn't attend each other's weddings due to distance and time constraints. However, after graduation, thanks to my dedicated self-cultivation, I'm no longer the naive boy I used to be, and Xu Ying has also changed, becoming more charming, mature, and alluring.

My contact and interactions with Xu Ying have also taken on a slightly wicked motive. She's my WeChat friend, and it seems that in the four years since graduation, she's become increasingly open in the last two years. She often takes selfies, beautifies them, and posts them on her WeChat Moments. Some of the photos are so sexy they make you drool.

In May 2015, she and her husband were getting married. Their wedding photos, posted on social media, immediately caught my eye. While makeup and post-production retouching are common in wedding photography, everyone's natural features are different. Xu Ying's wedding photos were stunning, leaving me amazed. Her wedding dress photos were also incredibly beautiful. At the time, I wanted to win her over, but I was already deeply involved with my wife's best friend, Yu Ting.

After her marriage, I contacted Xu Ying more and more frequently—of course, I couldn't resist my own advances and took the initiative. We usually chatted on WeChat, about work and life.

Gradually, I learned that her husband, who worked in finance and marketing, traveled extensively for work. After their marriage, he was constantly flying across the country, resulting in very little time together—he was away from home for about half the year. When she told me this, I seemed to understand more than I suspected. As a newlywed, enduring this kind of hardship must have been quite distressing, given her physical needs. I was already fantasizing about how desperate she seemed, and whether she might even use dating apps to hook up with men in the same city.

Actually, her husband probably frequents women, partly due to his business trips and partly for work-related social obligations. Aside from hotels, he likely frequents clubs, bathhouses, and KTVs. This was confirmed in my interactions with Xu Ying a few days prior.

In short, since Xu Ying got married, I've been lusting after her, but she lives in another city—I'm in the north, she's in the central region—making meetings inconvenient. However, I have a feeling I can win her over.

Since this spring, due to Yu Ting's growing distance, I've focused my attention on Xu Ying and the other potential targets I mentioned earlier; I won't go into details about my contact with the others. With Xu Ying, although we're in a long-distance relationship, the fact that her husband is frequently away on business gives me a better chance. So, I started testing the waters. I'm a bit of a hypocrite, not too casual, and I don't know how to directly bring up sex; it's too awkward and I wouldn't know how to handle it.

So I had to focus on her emotions and daily life. For example, I frequently checked her social media updates, asked about her life, and praised her photos showing off her figure and looks, even with a hint of lust. I found that my concern for her life and my comments about her body didn't elicit any offense or discomfort from her. Later, I became bolder. Once, during a chat, I jokingly asked her for a photo of herself without makeup. One morning, before she even put on makeup, she actually sent it to me—almost my wife saw it! This made me feel even more hopeful; the only thing missing now was the right opportunity.

Yes, there was no opportunity, no excuse. I couldn't just say "Let's meet and go to a hotel," could I? I waited patiently, and finally, the opportunity came. It's graduation season again, and two of my professor's graduate students are about to graduate. About three weeks ago, a junior classmate of mine, who is still a student, announced in the entire department's WeChat group that the professor was holding a reunion on the evening of June 4th (Saturday). Basically, the professor was treating everyone to dinner. Current students would definitely go, and those who had graduated and were free were encouraged to attend as well. This kind of event happens every year. I thought my chance had come, but I still needed to do my best to bring it up.

Because Xu Ying had never attended the reunions in previous years due to being in another province, she hadn't expressed her opinion in the WeChat group this time either, which meant she wouldn't be coming. So I quickly tried to persuade her, immediately sending her a WeChat message to ask if she was coming. She said that traveling back and forth was too tiring, and she had to work on Monday, so she was still hesitating.

I thought that since there wasn't a real scheduling conflict, this was a good opportunity. I started to flatter her, telling her how beautiful her junior classmates were and how much her professor missed her, and how after four years she should go back to the school and the city to visit, etc.

Finally, I convinced her, and she booked the high-speed train arriving at noon on June 4th and the hotel for that night. I was secretly delighted. What did this mean? Did it mean the opportunity had arrived, or did it mean Xu Ying had sensed my intentions and taken the bait?

I thought, we're both married and mature people; these things shouldn't be hard to understand. Since she came, she was prepared to have sex with me. Time passed slowly, and finally, June 4th arrived. That day, I stayed home with my wife and children, and couldn't attend to Xu Ying. I didn't go to pick her up from the station. Actually, I shouldn't have been so enthusiastic, lest it seem like I was deliberately trying to hook up, and it might easily arouse my wife's suspicion and dissatisfaction. Later that afternoon at 3 PM, while my wife was resting, I sent Xu Ying a WeChat message. She said she had arrived at the hotel, and I showered her with concern. She was quite enthusiastic, even half-jokingly asking if I was only thinking about my wife and children since I hadn't come to pick her up. I quickly apologized and said I would spend more time with her these next two days.

This was clearly a double entendre, and I didn't believe Xu Ying wouldn't understand. She sent a shy emoji. I also learned from Xu Ying that she was actually staying at the same hotel (a chain budget hotel) as my junior (the one I mentioned earlier as my prey). Xu Ying was staying on the fourth floor, and my junior was staying on the third. I then remembered that I had overlooked another prey—my good junior. I also sent her a WeChat message to greet her, and she replied politely after a while.

As I mentioned before, she seemed to have a crush on me back in school and often asked me for help, but because I didn't reciprocate those feelings, and because of my wife's interference, I deliberately kept my junior in the cold, and later she stopped paying much attention to me. The year after I graduated, she graduated too, and is now pursuing her PhD at a prestigious university. We've kept in touch a few times.

She still seems indifferent towards me. After graduation, I discovered that a female celebrity named Zhao Liying had become famous, and this junior colleague looks remarkably like her. Judging from her social media posts, she's become more mature and alluring, which makes me regretful now. Should I have pursued her behind my wife's back? But thinking about it carefully, that doesn't seem right either. What if she really developed feelings? That would be troublesome. However, I admit that I don't know much about her, both then and now. I don't know her current state, whether she's conservative or open about relationships. Time passed slowly. Finally, around 5 PM, after saying goodbye to my wife, I drove to the dinner location, a hotel near our university. Our teachers are frequent guests there.

Around 5:30 PM, I arrived at the hotel's private room. The junior students still on campus were already waiting, and Xu Ying and her fellow junior colleague from the same hotel had also arrived. When I saw Xu Ying, the moment our eyes met, it was like lovers who hadn't seen each other in a long time. I saw excitement and anticipation in her eyes, and she seemed to read my mind, her cheeks blushing slightly with shyness.

Of course, our eye contact only lasted two or three seconds; after all, there were other people present, and it wasn't convenient to say anything too intimate.

Then everyone started exchanging pleasantries. Xu Ying was wearing a pink fitted dress today. The dress was sleeveless, with a strapless neckline that revealed her fair arms and collarbone. The shoulder straps were quite wide, not pink, but off-white, with large lace trim on the outside. Looking closer at the skirt, it was pleated, slightly voluminous, and ended just above her knees. She wore nude stockings and white high heels.

I sized up Xu Ying. Overall, the dress accentuated her perfect bust, and the waistline was beautifully cinched, giving her a slender waist. Below, her legs, encased in sheer stockings, were flawless—not perfectly straight, but shapely in all the right places, very pleasing to the eye.

Xu Ying's outfit today was both elegant and subtly sexy, quite suitable for a gathering with teachers present. I couldn't help but feel aroused. When I arrived, my junior was chatting intimately with Xu Ying. When my junior saw me, she greeted me warmly.

This little slut was dressed quite sexily today. A blue bodycon skirt paired with nude stockings and stylish black sandals. She wore a white short-sleeved top—I'm not good at describing the style, but the V-neckline opened just above her breasts, as if a little lower would reveal cleavage, but it wasn't. Overall, it accentuated her waist. She had long, wavy, slightly blonde curly hair that was irresistible.

Around 5:40, two more senior students and three senior female students arrived. One of them was from my previous year and was one of the main supporting characters today. The other was three years older than me, and I didn't know him very well.

Let's talk about the senior student from my previous year, Zhao X. I didn't have a good impression of him. After two years of being classmates, I think he's a rather cunning person. He's greedy for money and lecherous. The former is evident in his embezzlement of the subsidies that teachers gave to students. The latter is evident in his daily life. When I was in school, I noticed that this senior student Zhao X was unusually excited about beautiful women. He would often find topics to chat up, and sometimes it seemed like he was deliberately causing trouble. He often touched his junior female students (including Xu Ying and my junior female student Liu X) inappropriately, which seemed like he was taking advantage of them. Most importantly, the way he looked at them seemed to have a lecherous look in his eyes. But actually, this senior student Zhao already had a girlfriend. He got married when I was a third-year graduate student, and his wife is quite pretty. Around six o'clock, our professor finally arrived. The atmosphere was great; the professor was very happy, clearly in a good mood, and seeing us, his former graduates, again filled the room. He chatted and laughed, and the whole table was very happy. However, it was a bit of a shame that our professor didn't drink alcohol due to health reasons, so whenever we had dinner with him, everyone at the table, male and female, generally opted for soft drinks. At the dinner table, because I had ulterior motives, I was quite distracted, my attention constantly focused on Xu Ying. I observed her every smile and gesture. We weren't sitting next to each other, and we didn't talk much; we mostly just followed the professor's lead. But she probably sensed my frequent glances at her, and she didn't back down. In a few moments when our eyes met, I could sense a hint of ambiguity between us.

I felt that Xu Ying, after four years of graduating, had become more outgoing and spoke more freely, joking around more often.

Besides, I couldn't shake my feelings for my junior, Liu X. I often found myself glancing at her, watching her every smile and gesture; she was becoming increasingly mature and womanly. Although she was still pursuing her doctorate, she seemed very different from her master's student.

I'll skip the details of the dinner table; after about two hours, around 8 PM, we finally finished eating. As usual, we went to a karaoke bar for a while, and this time was no exception.

The karaoke bar was near the university, not far from the hotel where we had eaten. We walked there and booked a large private room. Usually, the professor would sing a few songs first, chat with us for a bit, and then leave. After the professor left, we students were truly unrestrained. The younger students ordered a lot of beer and drinks, and we sang and drank, becoming increasingly relaxed. Men and women alike became uninhibited, singing and joking, toasting and drinking freely.

I took the initiative to sit down next to Xu Ying. She looked at me with a smile, and I was momentarily at a loss for words, so I could only urge her to drink beer. She could drink beer too, but because I was driving, I only had a soft drink. I sat down next to Xu Ying, and amidst the noise of the private room, we chatted and sang songs from time to time.

I was now very close to her, and after drinking a little, she was clearly a bit different. Looking at this beautiful woman who had offered herself to me, about to be won over, my heart started racing, and I began to plan my next move. At this moment, I felt extremely excited and conflicted. The surge of male hormones gave me an urge to touch her body, even to the point of grabbing her and throwing her onto the sofa, but my rationality as a working adult clearly prevailed.

I'm not the kind of person who can be so unrestrained and casual with women in this kind of situation, especially since Xu Ying and I had never been this close before. While I was conflicted, I noticed that my junior classmate Liu X and my senior classmate Zhao X, who was a year older than me, were sitting together. As mentioned before, I can't say I admire this senior's character.

He was next to the junior, chatting and laughing with her; they seemed to get along very well. I observed for a while, and while he was certainly a lecher, he was undoubtedly a master at picking up girls. After they sang a duet, he moved closer to her, and she didn't pull away.

He was now on her left, and after a while, he actually placed his right hand on her waist from behind, while they continued chatting and laughing. After about ten seconds, his hand moved down to her buttocks, and the junior seemed quite natural, even excited, showing no sign of displeasure at his actions. Of course, I only noticed these actions by stealing glances; others, including Xu Ying, probably didn't notice.

Later, I saw his hand still wandering over her body, sometimes around her shoulder, sometimes gently stroking her back. However, it seemed that no one else noticed this action except for me. On one hand, I saw my senior brother's behavior, and his lecherous nature was exposed once again. What puzzled me was that his interaction with my junior sister seemed unusual. I wondered to myself, could these two be hooking up?

On the other hand, my senior brother's behavior indirectly encouraged me, and my male hormones were aroused again. After I finished singing a song, I deliberately moved very close to Xu Ying. We were practically touching, my arm brushing against hers. I felt how smooth and cool her skin was. Our buttocks and thighs were also close together. Xu Ying must have sensed my deliberate actions, but she didn't seem to mind or move away. We continued to drink and chat. I was extremely excited, but I didn't do anything as inappropriate as my senior brother. After all, I'm shy, and even if Xu Ying was fine, I was always afraid that others would notice. Of course, since it was a group activity, Xu Ying and I didn't always sit together. I also sang along with my senior brothers, sisters, and junior sisters.

The senior and junior didn't stay together the whole time. After a while, the senior went to chat with other people. But his actions had left me with a lingering suspicion. I paid close attention to him and noticed that his eyes seemed to be constantly glued to Liu X, the junior. The two even exchanged glances from time to time, which made me realize something was amiss.

I recalled that the junior and senior didn't seem to have any special relationship during their time at school, and neither of them had shown anything unusual before.

At this point, I guessed that Zhao X was indeed a seasoned player. I suspected he was a much more experienced hookup expert than I was, and the junior had probably already become his prey. Maybe he had slept with her before, or maybe she had come here specifically to hook up. As it turned out, my guess was proven correct by what happened later. I felt a mix of emotions, both excited and jealous that the senior was monopolizing the junior.

Perhaps I had a prejudice against the senior, but I was extremely disgusted by the fact that the junior was associating with someone like him. On the other hand, the thought that my junior had already fallen for her brought me a mix of regret and delight. It meant that while she appeared to be a highly educated, unmarried beauty with a cool demeanor, she was actually a wanton slut behind the scenes. Wasn't that a good thing for me?

If before, wanting to hook up with her was just my own fantasy, now she was a definite prey I could have at any time.

However, despite this, deep down, while I still longed to have a relationship with her, her image in my heart seemed to have plummeted—a truly mixed feeling. Drinking and singing, time passed slowly. I hoped the party would end soon, wondering if Xu Ying felt the same way. Finally, it was 10:30 PM. We were tired from singing and playing.

At the suggestion of the older students, everyone decided to leave. I couldn't wait any longer. We left the karaoke bar; the school was nearby, and the younger students went back to their dorms on their own. Several senior students either drove themselves or took taxis home.

I noticed that Zhao X, a year ahead of me, didn't drive today (I don't know if he has a car). I saw him get into another senior's car and leave.

Xu Ying and Liu X, who live together, were assigned the task of taking them back to their hotel. Knowing I had this important responsibility, I didn't drink a drop of alcohol, while Liu X and Xu Ying each had two or three beers. Actually, that amount of alcohol wouldn't have mattered to them, but their faces looked flushed. I drove in

the front, and they sat in the back. We were both rather quiet after getting in the car. Partly because we were tired from playing, and partly because I was preoccupied with what to do next with Xu Ying. I wondered what Xu Ying was thinking at that moment; she was probably fantasizing about what it would feel like to be [sexually assaulted] by me, haha. Liu X, sitting in the back, seemed to be looking down at her phone and sending WeChat messages.

The budget hotel they were staying at was actually very close to the school, only about three kilometers away. It felt like we arrived at our destination almost as soon as the car started moving. I stopped the car, feeling utterly devastated. You know why, right? Yes, it's this junior sister Liu X. She's like a third wheel, or a wall, relentlessly separating Xu Ying and me.

I wished she'd just disappear. If she hadn't been staying with my junior sister today, Xu Ying and I might already be in the car or in a hotel room…

They both got out of the car, each with their own bags, and said goodbye. I wanted to offer to take them to their room, but I was afraid my junior sister would get suspicious, so I gave up. I was incredibly annoyed, blaming my junior sister for ruining my and Xu Ying's plans, wondering what she thought. But I quickly realized things weren't so bad; I just needed to be patient a little longer. After they went inside, I didn't go home immediately. Instead, I parked the car on a road not far from the hotel entrance, pondering my next move. I decided to contact Xu Ying later to avoid my junior sister.

Just then, my wife called. My heart skipped a beat. Although she couldn't possibly know what I was planning to do today, that's the feeling of having a guilty conscience. She asked why I wasn't home yet. I said I was still singing at a karaoke bar after dinner. She countered by asking why it was so quiet, that she couldn't hear the music or the singing. I quickly made up an excuse, saying I was in the bathroom, where the soundproofing was good. My wife asked when I'd be home. I thought for a moment, deciding to delay as long as possible to give myself more precious "time to commit the crime."

I told my wife that we were all happy to see each other after so long, and it looked like we'd be singing until around 1 a.m. She said "oh," sounding a little dissatisfied, and told me to come home early. I readily agreed, telling her to go to sleep first.

After hanging up, I waited in the car, hoping to contact Xu Ying in about ten minutes. As I smoked in my car, gazing at the empty road ahead, a familiar face suddenly came into view. Looking closer, I realized it was none other than Zhao X, the senior student I'd mentioned earlier. Hadn't he left in another senior's car? What was he doing here? I started to wonder, keeping a close eye on him. Earlier,

he'd walked straight across the plaza in front of the hotel, entered the main gate, and gone inside. Then, it dawned on me—I immediately recalled his flirtatious actions with Liu X at the karaoke bar. Could they really be hooking up? It seemed he was here on a date with Liu X!

The thought of this actually excited me. These two people I knew—one my senior, the other my junior; one a married man, the other a beautiful, unmarried female PhD—were actually having sex in this very budget hotel? Their actions seemed to fuel my lust even more, making me feel an intense urge to rush to Xu Ying's room and make love.

At the same time, I started fantasizing about my junior. That slut was probably currently making out with my senior, and just thinking about it made me incredibly hard. I was also desperately craving her body! I didn't know which room she was in; if I did, I'd want to eavesdrop to satisfy my possessiveness. Lost in thought, I realized it had been twenty minutes since Xu Ying and my junior had entered the hotel. I figured they were too busy with their passion to come out anytime soon.

Xu Ying was probably washing up, still awake. I wondered what that little slut was thinking—was she waiting for me to make the first move? Was she waiting for me to break through that barrier, so we could tear off the masks we'd been wearing and be completely naked together? I think she might resent or despise me for not creating or seizing the opportunity in time; perhaps she's feeling disappointed.

So I immediately took out my phone and tentatively sent Xu Ying a WeChat message: "Ying, are you asleep?"

After sending the message, there was no reply for a long time. Just as I was getting anxious, about ten minutes later, Xu Ying actually replied.

She replied, "I just finished showering, what's up?" and added a shy emoji.

Receiving her reply and seeing her tone, I was overjoyed but also a little surprised. Suddenly, our relationship felt even more ambiguous; she wouldn't have spoken to me like this before.

It seems this slut Xu Ying has started to act shamelessly; she's probably been waiting impatiently for a while. I was so eager, my mind racing with lust, that I was itching to break the ice and solidify our relationship. I quickly and boldly replied, "Ah, baby, I love seeing you after you shower. Are you sleepy? If not, come sit for a bit, I'll drive you around."

After sending it, the wait felt incredibly long. About five minutes later, Xu Ying replied. I quickly read it; she'd sent a shy emoji first, then said, "You rascal, aren't you home yet? Your wife and kids are waiting for you!"

I quickly replied, "My wife and kids aren't as charming as you, Ying-baby! Come on out, my car's parked on the side of the road next to the hotel!" I

also added a lecherous emoji. This time, Xu Ying replied quickly, but she said, "I'm sleepy, I need to go to bed. You should go home, or XY (my wife's name; she knows my wife, they're quite familiar, and they even ate together in school) will get you!"

Seeing her reply, I wasn't disappointed; instead, my confidence grew stronger. Knowing women as I do, this was clearly a ploy to keep me in suspense. Women are often two-faced, especially at the beginning; they're usually quite reserved.

To satisfy her vanity, I sent her another message asking her to come out: "Baby, I've been waiting for you here for over half an hour. You've really made me wait so long! If you don't come out soon, I'm going to come straight to your room!"

Xu Ying replied, "Okay, come on over!" Wow

, this little vixen is so direct! I don't know if she really wants me to come to her hotel room and have sex with her, or if she's still just teasing me. So, I decided to play along and replied, "Which room are you in? I'm coming up right now!" This time, she didn't reply for several minutes. Just as I was getting impatient and about to call her, my eyes lit up. A beautiful young woman with long, flowing black hair and dressed in black was walking out of the hotel entrance. I looked closely, and it was none other than Xu Ying, the woman I'd been longing for!

As Xu Ying exited the hotel, she glanced around before fixing her gaze on the road to the left of the hotel entrance. My car was parked a few dozen meters away; she clearly recognized me, having just returned in my car. Xu Ying swayed her shapely hips, her high breasts protruding, a black bag slung over her right arm, and walked towards me at a leisurely pace.

At that moment, I was overjoyed, my heart pounding. Although I had previous experience with extramarital affairs, I still felt both excited and nervous. I quickly looked around, cautiously observing my surroundings, afraid of running into someone I knew.

Of course, at 11 pm, the roads were quiet, with few cars and people, and no suspicious acquaintances. Just as Xu Ying was about ten meters from my car, I immediately got out to meet her. Xu Ying was wearing a see-through short-sleeved blouse, underneath which was a thin black camisole. Her chest and shoulders were partially translucent, revealing her snow-white skin. Her breasts were high and firm, and her abdomen was perfectly flat. Below, she wore a black A-line pleated cake skirt, the hem about fifteen centimeters above her knees. Her legs, visible beneath the skirt, were encased in thin black stockings, and she wore black high heels. Seeing this outfit, I was utterly stunned. How can I describe it? Looking at

her head, she had long, jet-black hair, the ends styled in large waves, some cascading over her shoulders, others falling down her back. Her face was clearly lightly made up after a shower; her lips were slightly red, her complexion naturally fair and delicate, her eyebrows delicately arched, and her eyeshadow subtly visible—she was sexy, alluring, sophisticated, and captivating. I wanted nothing more than to immediately pull her into my arms and unleash my fury upon her. After giving her a thorough once-over, my eyes landed on Xu Ying's face. She smiled at me with a rosy glow, her expression seemingly holding a thousand unspoken words—joy, teasing, tenderness, and desire all intertwined. When she came to me, I quickly gestured for her to get in the car. In the car, we exchanged a few pleasantries. I complimented her on how beautiful she looked, but she jokingly said she thought I'd already gone home to sleep with my wife and kids, and that I'd been left out after inviting her all this way for a meal.

I quickly apologized, saying I'd kept her waiting and would make sure she had a good time these next few days. She laughed and said, "It depends on how well you behave as the host. If you're not satisfied, you can buy a ticket and take the high-speed train home in a bit." I replied, "I guarantee you'll be satisfied."

Next, I suggested taking her for a drive, but really I wanted to get away as quickly as possible, find a secluded spot to confess my feelings, and then we could happily... you know.

I asked her where she was going, and she said she wanted to go back to the school campus. I was overjoyed; our school may not have much else, but it certainly has plenty of secluded spots. The vast green spaces were deserted at night, including the roads near the sports field. After 11 pm, they were unusually quiet. During school hours, many people from outside the school would drive to the campus at night, and of course, many would use the opportunity to have sex in their cars.

In less than the time it takes to smoke a cigarette, we arrived. I drove through the school gate and headed straight for the north side of the campus, stopping on the road near the north sports field, far from the dormitory area. Although the streetlights were on, I parked the car between two streetlights, and with the large trees providing cover, it was quite discreet.

After stopping, I couldn't wait any longer and placed my right hand on her left thigh. Xu Ying was initially taken aback, but quickly recovered, looking at me alluringly, and said, "Let's go for a walk. I want to see the dormitory I used to live in."

I cursed inwardly, "You bitch, still pretending to be coy. We're already here, and you're still trying to play the sentimental card. I'd rather have you right here and now than go for a walk with you." I ignored her words, just smiled at her, then took my hands off her thighs and put my arms around her shoulders, pulling her towards me. I wrapped my arms around her, staring into her eyes. She didn't resist. I felt I had no chance. Looking at her delicate face and beautiful lips, I unconsciously kissed her. She still didn't refuse, but actively responded. Our lips were locked in a tight kiss, our tongues teasing each other, roaming and enjoying each other's mouths.

This time, my left hand was no longer around her, but placed directly on her high, firm breasts. She instinctively tried to cover them with her hands, but I knew it was just a woman's modesty, so I ignored her and pushed her hands away. My left hand covered her right breast. Wow, it felt so big and soft. I kept kneading her breasts while our passionate kisses continued. This went on for about two minutes.

We were both breathing heavily when we parted our heads. Her face was flushed, and she was looking at me passionately, without saying a word. I looked at her excitedly too. Her expression held a hint of modesty, yet also a hidden desire.

At this moment, I stopped touching her breasts. As I looked at her, I said, "Baby, I've missed you so much."

Xu Yingyi chuckled and said sweetly, "Me too."

I said, "Looks like you've been waiting for this moment too, haven't you?" She remained silent, still looking at me. I felt it was time to explode; maybe she was already soaking wet down there. I hugged her again, frantically caressing her up and down. She didn't speak anymore, but she was clearly responding, her body writhing with my touch; she was clearly aroused.

I then lifted her black tiered skirt and ran down her thighs to her private area. I touched her genitals; she was wearing pantyhose, the tight stockings blocking my way, but surprisingly, she wasn't wearing underwear. Even through the stockings, my hand immediately felt a dampness; her genitals were clearly secreting fluid.

I caressed her genitals up and down, left and right, while my head rubbed against her breasts, feeling the softness and warmth of her two large breasts. At this moment, I was extremely aroused, and so was she. I excitedly said to her, "Baby, give it to me, I want you so much."

Xu Ying replied sweetly, "Mmm." "Husband, come quickly."

Hearing this, I was even more encouraged. She actually called me husband; she had clearly lost her mind. I said, "Then baby, husband is going to attack. Can your cunt take it?"

Xu Ying said, "Don't ask anymore, honey, I can't wait any longer." I said, "Okay, honey will satisfy you with my cock right away." To get a better position for the fight, I adjusted the backrest of the passenger seat to the lowest point. At this moment, Xu Ying was almost lying on the passenger seat. I couldn't wait to straddle the passenger seat and press down on Xu Ying's body. I felt her soft body. I lifted her skirt up, and her mysterious honey area was immediately presented before my eyes. Although the light was too dim, I could vaguely see the pubic hair hidden under the stockings.

I then focused my attention on her upper body, frantically pulling open her outer layer of lace short-sleeved blouse. A tight black tank top was revealed before me. I pushed the black tank top up above her chest, revealing a pair of large, snow-white breasts partially encased in a black bra. I was incredibly excited. I first bent down and kissed her passionately. Feeling the bra's obstruction, I tried to pull it down, but the back straps were tightly fastened. Then, Xu Ying actually took the initiative to untie the back straps with both hands. I pushed the unfastened bra up to her neck.

At this moment, a pair of large, snow-white breasts were presented before me. The pink nipples made me want to suckle them involuntarily. I lowered my head again and frantically took the nipple into my mouth. I felt it was already hard. I thought to myself, Xu Ying is indeed a mature slut now. Even her nipples are hard. It shows how great her desire is.

While I was playing with Xu Ying's breasts, my pants were still on, but my penis was already hard and pressed against her crotch, indirectly against her genitals. Xu Ying, under this double attack from above and below, had already lost her mind. She twisted her body wildly, her upper body repeatedly thrusting her breasts upwards, allowing me to kiss them even more passionately. Her lower body continued to writhe, responding to my rock-hard penis. After playing with her breasts for a while, my penis was also throbbing uncontrollably. Xu Ying kept muttering, "Husband, give it to me, husband, I want it."

I casually replied, "I love you, husband, I'm coming right now. Baby, let husband fuck you, okay?" Xu Ying mumbled incoherently, saying, "Okay, I want husband to fuck me hard."

Hearing her moaning like this, I was also close to losing my mind. I quickly unbuckled my belt, pulled my pants and underwear down to my knees, and knelt in front of the passenger seat. Then I lifted Xu Ying's legs, revealing her mysterious vulva. Excitedly, I tore open the crotch of her pantyhose and immediately touched her vulva. I felt a large amount of fluid secreted from her labia; the slut was completely wet, and her vagina must be incredibly lubricated.

I was considering whether to use a condom, as I had already prepared one in the car. Suddenly, Xu Ying became more alert and asked to use a condom before entering.

I asked her if it was her safe period, and she said she thought her period was about to start. So, I said I wouldn't use a condom, promising not to ejaculate inside. She hesitated, and I was overjoyed. I held her legs with both hands and thrust my penis forward. Just as my penis was about to reach her vulva, it reached the vaginal opening, but I hesitated and didn't go in. So, I used my right hand to guide my penis to the exact position of the vaginal opening and thrust in. I felt Xu Ying's body shudder, followed by a low moan. Oh...

I felt her pussy was incredibly tight, warmly enveloping my large penis. Because of the abundant lubrication, it was very smooth, allowing me to fully insert my penis. Our pubic hair had already blended together.

I began to thrust wildly. Worried about overstimulating her and ejaculating too soon, I didn't thrust very quickly at first, just fully penetrating each time.

Xu Ying reacted strongly to my thrusts, constantly moaning, "Ah... Oh... So good, husband, keep going... Husband, I want it..."

Hearing her lewd cries only encouraged me more, so I increased the frequency of my thrusts, pumping about twice per second. I felt her vagina becoming increasingly wet and lubricated, the squelching sounds accompanying the thrusts becoming very noticeable. Combined with her moans, this excited me even more.

After about three minutes of continuous thrusting, I left my penis inside her vagina and stopped.

At this moment, she clearly hadn't climaxed yet, constantly writhing her body, obviously protesting my inaction. Wanting to ease the tension, I focused my attention on her legs. She had been curled up with her legs apart, but as I thrust vigorously, her legs unconsciously wrapped around my waist.

I lifted her black-stockinged legs high onto my shoulders, slowly stroking them, while continuing to thrust. This position was obviously different from before; the thrusting wasn't as thorough, but being able to hold her black-stockinged legs while fucking her was a unique experience.

This position lasted about five minutes before I decided to switch back to the previous position and thrust harder. Firstly, I was too excited and wanted to bring Xu Ying and myself to orgasm as soon as possible; secondly, I was worried about campus security patrolling. Switching back to the original position, I pressed Xu Ying's legs back forcefully, bringing her genitals higher to facilitate my thrusting.

I thrust in again, this time with a significantly increased frequency, attacking at a rate of about three times per second. Xu Ying was immediately overwhelmed by my frenzied thrusting, tearing away her previous reserve and screaming wildly without restraint, "Ah...ah...ah...husband, I feel so good! Oh...oh...husband, fuck me, fuck me harder, ahhh...I can't take it anymore...you're so amazing..."

Hearing Xu Ying's lewd moans, I continued my high-speed thrusting. After a while, I finally felt myself coming. I sensed that Xu Ying had already orgasmed two or three times; her body was clearly exhausted and weak, and her screams sounded strained.

At this moment, to prepare for the final sprint, I growled, "Baby, do you want your husband to fuck you hard? Is your husband fucking you good?"

She clearly felt it was the final sprint, moaning and shouting, "Husband, fuck me hard, let's reach orgasm together, oh oh oh... ah ah ah... come on... come on... I want... you... fuck me hard..."

Finally, the intense pleasure before ejaculation came, and I made my final frantic sprint, not intending to ejaculate outside. Xu Ying, in the throes of orgasm, had obviously forgotten all about it.

Accompanied by the gurgling sounds of thrusting and Xu Ying's moans, the first spurt of semen finally shot out. I continued thrusting, followed by a second, then a third. I positioned my penis deep inside Xu Ying's vagina, remaining still. With a few more tremors of my penis, the remaining small spurts of semen were also ejaculated inside. Exhausted, I collapsed, supporting myself on the back of the chair with my hands, looking down at my female classmate who had just been fucked to the point of ecstasy. A blissful sense of accomplishment welled up within me.

[The End]

After my relationship with my lover, Yu Ting, cooled, I focused more on caring for my wife and children, but I always felt empty inside. I was constantly searching for new prey. My potential targets were few: my graduate school classmate Xu XX, my junior classmate Liu XX, a single and beautiful neighbor in the same community, Chai XX, my female colleague Han XX, and a middle school teacher, Li XX, whom I met through a friend of a friend.

Of the people mentioned above, judging by their attractiveness, my beautiful neighbor Chai XX is the best. I'd give her a perfect score: 5 out of 10. She has long hair, a curvy figure, a fairly full bust, fair thighs that are neither too thick nor too thin, and is 165cm tall.

She has a pretty face, and most importantly, she dresses appropriately—not too sexy, but also dignified and elegant. Besides being my neighbor, we don't really interact much. I've helped her with some things and visited her apartment (we live in the same building but different units), and that's how we got to know each other. We often greet each other when we meet. She doesn't seem to have a boyfriend yet, and she's probably around my age. In a third-tier city, she's still single and unmarried, which is quite common for young women.

Next would be my fellow student, Liu XX, also a perfect score: 5 out of 10. Looking at her now, she looks very much like Zhao Liying; her figure and face are both quite beautiful. Back in school, I was so naive. This junior girl had a crush on me and often asked me for help. I was pretty innocent then; it was just a normal senior-junior relationship. I never thought about sleeping with her, especially since my girlfriend was also at the same school and we were often together. My girlfriend repeatedly warned me not to get too close to her, so I deliberately avoided her. Later, seeing my coldness, she stopped paying attention to me.

I won't compare the remaining targets; I'll just give them all a 7.5 out of 10—they each have their pros and cons. Now, let's focus on introducing today's heroine. Alias: Xu Ying Height: 160cm Education: Master's Degree Age: Approximately 29 years old Weight: Approximately 40-45kg Occupation: Employee of a large foreign company Hometown: A prefecture-level city in a province in central China City of Residence: A provincial capital in central China Marital Status: Married for less than a year, no children Husband: University classmate, works in marketing, usually very busy, travels frequently Appearance: Figure 8/10, Bare Face 7/10, Clothing 8/10, Makeup 8/10 (My figure and bare face are both good, plus I know how to dress and do makeup, so the overall effect is quite good). Xu Ying was my classmate in graduate school. We first met in our first year of graduate school. Overall, our relationship over those three years was pretty good. After all, we were all under the same professor and fought together. Looking back, graduate school life was quite tough.

Until graduation, my relationship with Xu Ying was just a normal classmate relationship; there was no ambiguity. Indeed, as students at the time, our thoughts and actions were relatively pure. In terms of relationships between men and women, if there was no love, there really wouldn't be anything.

However, as a sleazy man, I did have some wicked thoughts. For example, at my advisor's request, we often traveled together from the university to other units in the city. We rarely took taxis because it was difficult to get reimbursed, and we were poor students.

So, we often squeezed onto the bus together. I, a big man, had no problem, but she, a petite girl, needed my protection when on the bus. Sometimes I would get on first and help her on; sometimes I would protect her from behind so she could get on first. Once on the bus, it was crowded, and there was nowhere to stand. She couldn't stand steadily, and there was nowhere to hold on, so I had to take care of her.

In this way, physical contact was inevitable. Pulling an arm, holding a shoulder, putting my arm around her waist, touching her buttocks, and sometimes when she stood in front of me, her buttocks would inevitably touch my crotch. I also accidentally touched her chest twice.

Of course, all of the above physical contact happened naturally under special circumstances. At that time, I was too inexperienced and did not take advantage of these opportunities to take advantage of her or take things further. Xu Ying never seemed to have much aversion to these physical contacts. Now, it's unclear whether she didn't feel it or deliberately ignored it. Of course, during our school years, we all had our own boyfriends or girlfriends. Her boyfriend, whom she started dating in her senior year, worked in finance, which is probably why there was no ambiguity in our relationship. Graduation is just around the corner, and now it seems Xu Ying has changed significantly from her first to third year of graduate school. When I first met her in her first year, she had the image of a pure and innocent college student, dressed in a student-style way. By her third year, haha, she had transformed into a sexy goddess. She meticulously styled her hair, and her subtle makeup was striking. Her eyebrows and eyes, adorned with colored contacts, seemed to speak volumes. That summer after graduation, a midi skirt and stockings were her signature outfit. As for her figure, she had a slightly perky bottom, a bust between a B and C cup, and long, slender, and, most importantly, straight legs with a pronounced S-shaped curve.

We had a few individual photos together at graduation, which I still have. Since we were about to part ways, I guess there were fewer of them back then. Two of them were of me with my arm around her shoulder; that was the first time I openly interacted with her. After graduation, she and her boyfriend, now my husband, went back to their hometown to develop their careers, while my girlfriend and I, now my wife, stayed in the city where our university was located (I mentioned this in a previous post). We've kept in touch since graduation, contacting each other two or three times a year, whether there's a reason or not. We even informed each other about our weddings, although we didn't attend each other's weddings due to distance and time constraints. However, after graduation, thanks to my dedicated self-cultivation, I'm no longer the naive boy I used to be, and Xu Ying has also changed, becoming more charming, mature, and alluring.

My contact and interactions with Xu Ying have also taken on a slightly wicked motive. She's my WeChat friend, and it seems that in the four years since graduation, she's become increasingly open in the last two years. She often takes selfies, beautifies them, and posts them on her WeChat Moments. Some of the photos are so sexy they make you drool.

In May 2015, she and her husband were getting married. Their wedding photos, posted on social media, immediately caught my eye. While makeup and post-production retouching are common in wedding photography, everyone's natural features are different. Xu Ying's wedding photos were stunning, leaving me amazed. Her wedding dress photos were also incredibly beautiful. At the time, I wanted to win her over, but I was already deeply involved with my wife's best friend, Yu Ting.

After her marriage, I contacted Xu Ying more and more frequently—of course, I couldn't resist my own advances and took the initiative. We usually chatted on WeChat, about work and life.

Gradually, I learned that her husband, who worked in finance and marketing, traveled extensively for work. After their marriage, he was constantly flying across the country, resulting in very little time together—he was away from home for about half the year. When she told me this, I seemed to understand more than I suspected. As a newlywed, enduring this kind of hardship must have been quite distressing, given her physical needs. I was already fantasizing about how desperate she seemed, and whether she might even use dating apps to hook up with men in the same city.

Actually, her husband probably frequents women, partly due to his business trips and partly for work-related social obligations. Aside from hotels, he likely frequents clubs, bathhouses, and KTVs. This was confirmed in my interactions with Xu Ying a few days prior.

In short, since Xu Ying got married, I've been lusting after her, but she lives in another city—I'm in the north, she's in the central region—making meetings inconvenient. However, I have a feeling I can win her over.

Since this spring, due to Yu Ting's growing distance, I've focused my attention on Xu Ying and the other potential targets I mentioned earlier; I won't go into details about my contact with the others. With Xu Ying, although we're in a long-distance relationship, the fact that her husband is frequently away on business gives me a better chance. So, I started testing the waters. I'm a bit of a hypocrite, not too casual, and I don't know how to directly bring up sex; it's too awkward and I wouldn't know how to handle it.

So I had to focus on her emotions and daily life. For example, I frequently checked her social media updates, asked about her life, and praised her photos showing off her figure and looks, even with a hint of lust. I found that my concern for her life and my comments about her body didn't elicit any offense or discomfort from her. Later, I became bolder. Once, during a chat, I jokingly asked her for a photo of herself without makeup. She actually sent it to me one morning before putting on makeup, almost getting seen by my wife! This made me feel even more hopeful. The only thing missing was the right opportunity.

Yes, no chance, no excuse. I couldn't just say, "Let's meet up and go to a hotel," could I? I waited patiently, and finally, the opportunity arrived. It's graduation season again, and two of my supervisor's graduate students are about to graduate. About three weeks ago, a junior colleague of mine, who is still a student, announced in the entire group's WeChat group that the professor was hosting a reunion on the evening of June 4th (Saturday). Basically, it's a dinner party hosted by the professor, and current students will definitely attend, but those who have graduated and are free should also go. This kind of event happens every year. I thought my chance had come, but I still needed to actively encourage her.

Because Xu Ying had never attended the reunions in previous years due to living in another province, and she hadn't expressed her opinion in the WeChat group this time, tacitly assuming she wouldn't be coming. So I quickly tried to persuade her, immediately sending her a WeChat message asking if she was coming. She said that traveling back and forth was too tiring, and she had to work on Monday, so she was still hesitating.

I thought that since there wasn't a real scheduling conflict, there was hope. I started to persuade her, saying how much her junior colleagues admired her, how much her supervisor missed her, and that after four years, she should come back to the university and the city, etc.

Finally, I convinced her and she booked the high-speed train arriving at noon on June 4th and the hotel for that night. I was secretly delighted. What did this mean? Did it mean the opportunity had arrived, or did it mean Xu Ying had sensed my intentions and taken the bait?

I thought, we're both married and mature people, these things shouldn't be hard to understand. Since she came, she was prepared to have sex with me. Time passed slowly, and finally June 4th arrived. That day, I stayed home with my wife and took care of the children, so I didn't have time to pick Xu Ying up from the station. Actually, I shouldn't have been so enthusiastic, lest it seem like I was deliberately trying to hook up, and it might easily arouse my wife's suspicion and dissatisfaction. Later that afternoon at three o'clock, while my wife was resting, I sent Xu Ying a WeChat message. She said she had arrived at the hotel. I showered her with concern, and she was quite enthusiastic, even half-jokingly saying that she hadn't come to pick me up, and that she only cared about her wife and children. I quickly apologized and said I would "spend more time with you and take good care of you" for the next two days.

This was clearly a double entendre, and I didn't believe Xu Ying wouldn't understand; she sent a shy emoji. I also learned from Xu Ying that she and my junior (the one I mentioned earlier whom I considered my prey) were staying at the same hotel (a chain budget hotel). Xu Ying was on the fourth floor, and my junior was on the third. Then I remembered I'd overlooked another target—my good junior. I sent her a WeChat message to say hello, and she replied politely after a short while. As

I mentioned before, she seemed to have a crush on me in school, often asking for my help, but because I wasn't interested and my wife interfered, I deliberately kept my distance. Later, she stopped paying much attention to me. The year after I graduated, she also graduated and is now pursuing a PhD at a prestigious university. We've kept in touch a few times. Judging

from her current attitude towards me, she's still indifferent. After graduation, I discovered that an actress named Zhao Liying had become famous, and this junior looked very much like Zhao Liying. Judging from my junior's social media posts, she's become more mature and alluring, which makes me regretful. Should I have taken her behind my wife's back? But thinking about it carefully, that doesn't seem right either. What if she really developed feelings for me? That would be troublesome. However, I admit that I don't really know her, not now or in the past. I don't know her current state, whether she's conservative or open about relationships. Time passed slowly. Finally, around 5 PM, I said goodbye to my wife and drove to the dinner location, a hotel near our school. We teachers are regulars there.

Around 5:30 PM, I arrived at the hotel's private room. The junior students were already waiting, and Xu Ying and her fellow junior from the same hotel had also arrived. When I saw Xu Ying, the moment our eyes met, it was like lovers who hadn't seen each other in a long time. I saw excitement and anticipation in her eyes, and she seemed to see through my thoughts, her cheeks blushing slightly.

Of course, our eye contact only lasted two or three seconds; after all, there were other people present, and it wasn't convenient to say anything too intimate.

Then everyone started exchanging pleasantries. Xu Ying was wearing a pink fitted dress today. The dress was sleeveless, with a strapless neckline that revealed her fair arms and collarbones. The shoulder straps were quite wide, not pink, but off-white, with large lace trim on the outside. Looking closer at the skirt, it was pleated, slightly voluminous, and ended just above the knee. She wore nude stockings and white high heels.

I observed Xu Ying; overall, the dress accentuated her perfect bust, and the waistline was very flattering—a true "small waist." Her legs, encased in stockings, were flawless; while not perfectly straight, they were shapely in all the right places, very pleasing to the eye.

Xu Ying's outfit today was both elegant and subtly sexy, quite suitable for a gathering with teachers present. I couldn't help but feel a little aroused. When I arrived, my junior was chatting intimately with Xu Ying. When my junior saw me, she greeted me warmly.

This little vixen was dressed quite sexily today. A blue bodycon skirt with flesh-colored stockings, stylish black sandals, and a white short-sleeved top. I'm not good at describing the style, but the V-neckline was just right, extending just above her breasts, as if a little lower would reveal cleavage, but it wasn't showing. Overall, it accentuated her waist. Her long, wavy, slightly blonde hair was irresistible. Around

5:40, two more senior students and three senior female students arrived. One of the senior students was from my year before, and he was one of the main supporting characters today. The other senior student was three years older than me, and I didn't know him very well.

Take my senior from the previous year, Zhao X, for example. I didn't have a very good impression of him. After two years of being classmates, I think he's quite cunning, firstly because he's greedy, and secondly because he's lecherous. The former is evident in his embezzlement of the subsidies the professor gave us students, and the latter is shown in his daily life. When I was in school, I noticed that this senior Zhao X was unusually excited about beautiful women, often trying to strike up conversations, and sometimes it even seemed like he was deliberately provoking them. He frequently touched his female juniors (including Xu Ying and my junior Liu X), seemingly taking advantage of them, and most importantly, he always seemed to have a lecherous look in his eyes. But actually, this senior Zhao X already had a girlfriend; he got married when I was in my third year of graduate school, and his wife is quite attractive. Around six o'clock, our professor finally arrived. The atmosphere was great; the professor was very happy, clearly in a good mood, and seeing us graduates again made him very cheerful. The whole table of people was very happy. It's a bit of a shame, though, that our professor doesn't drink alcohol due to health reasons. So, whenever we have dinner with him, everyone at the table, male and female, usually drinks beverages. At the dinner table, because I had ulterior motives, I was quite distracted, my mind constantly on Xu Ying. I observed her every smile and gesture. We weren't sitting next to each other, and we didn't talk much, mostly just going along with the professor's topics. But she probably sensed my frequent glances at her, and she didn't back down. In a few moments when our eyes met, I could sense a hint of ambiguity.

I felt that after four years of graduation, Xu Ying had become more open and talkative, joking around more often.

Besides, I couldn't let go of my feelings for my junior, Liu X. I also frequently glanced at her, watching her every smile and gesture. She was becoming more and more mature and womanly. Although she's currently pursuing her doctorate, she seems very different from when she was a master's student.

I'll skip the details of the dinner table; after about two hours, around 8 PM, we finally finished eating. As usual, we went to a karaoke bar for a while, and this time was no exception.

The karaoke bar was near the school, not far from the hotel where we ate. We walked there and booked a large private room. Usually, the teacher would sing a few songs first, chat with us for a bit, and then leave. After the teacher left, we students were truly unrestrained. The younger students ordered a lot of beer and soft drinks, and we sang and drank, becoming increasingly relaxed. The men and women also became uninhibited, singing and joking, toasting each other.

I sat down next to Xu Ying, and she smiled at me. I was momentarily speechless, so I just urged her to drink beer. She could drink beer too, but because I was driving, I only had a soft drink. I sat down next to Xu Ying, and amidst the noise of the room, we reminisced and sang songs.

I was sitting right next to her, and she was clearly a bit affected after drinking some alcohol. Seeing this stunning beauty offering herself to me, about to be my next move, my heart started racing, and I began planning my next steps. At that moment, I was experiencing a mix of excitement and inner conflict. A surge of male hormones gave me an urge to touch her body, even to the point of wanting to grab her and throw her onto the sofa. But my rationality, as a social being, was clearly taking precedence.

I'm not the type to be completely uninhibited with women in this kind of situation, especially since Xu Ying and I had never been this close before. While I was struggling with this conflict, I noticed my junior, Liu X, sitting with my senior, Zhao X, who was a year ahead of me. As I mentioned before, I couldn't say I admired this senior's character.

He was sitting next to Liu X, chatting and laughing with her, and the two seemed to get along very well. I observed him for a while; this senior, while lecherous, was undeniably a master at picking up women. After they sang a duet, the senior student moved closer to the junior student, who didn't pull away.

He was now to her left, and after a while, he placed his right hand on her waist from behind, and the two chatted and laughed. After a dozen seconds, his hand moved down to her hip. I observed the junior student's expression; she seemed quite natural, even excited, showing no sign of displeasure at his actions. Of course, I only noticed these actions through occasional glances; others, including Xu Ying, probably didn't.

Later, I saw his hand still roaming over the junior student, sometimes around her shoulder, sometimes gently stroking her back. However, it seemed no one else noticed this except me. On one hand, I witnessed his behavior, revealing his lecherous nature. But what puzzled me was the unusual way he and the junior student interacted. I wondered to myself, "Could these two be hooking up?"

On the other hand, my senior's behavior indirectly encouraged me, reigniting my male hormones. After I finished singing a song, I deliberately moved very close to Xu Ying, until we were practically touching. My arm brushed against hers, and I felt how smooth and cool her skin was. Our buttocks and thighs were also close together. Xu Ying must have sensed my intention, but she didn't seem to mind or try to pull away. We continued drinking and chatting. I was incredibly excited, but I didn't do anything as inappropriate as my senior. After all, I'm easily embarrassed, and even if Xu Ying was fine, I was always afraid others would notice. Of course, it was a group activity, so Xu Ying and I didn't always sit together. I sang along with other seniors and juniors.

My senior and junior sister didn't stay together either. After a while, my senior went to chat with others. But his earlier actions left me with a lingering suspicion. I paid close attention to him and noticed that his eyes seemed to be constantly drawn to Liu X, and the two of them even exchanged glances. This made me realize something was amiss.

I recalled that my junior sister and senior brother didn't seem to have any special relationship during their time at school; neither of them had shown anything unusual before.

At this point, I guessed that Senior Brother Zhao was indeed a seasoned player, a much more experienced hookup expert than me. My junior sister had probably already become his prey; perhaps he had slept with her before, or perhaps she had come specifically to hook up. As it turned out, my guess was proven correct by later events. I felt a mix of emotions, both excited and jealous that my senior brother had taken my junior sister.

Perhaps I had a prejudice against him, and I was extremely disgusted by my junior sister's association with someone like him. On the other hand, the thought that my junior sister had already fallen for him filled me with a sense of regret, but also a pleasant surprise. This meant that although my junior sister appeared to be a highly educated, unmarried beauty with a cool and aloof demeanor, she was actually a wanton slut behind the scenes. Wasn't this a good thing for me?

If before, wanting to hook up with my junior sister was just my one-sided fantasy, now she had become a clear prey that I could have at any time.

However, despite this, deep down, while I still longed to have a relationship with her, her image in my heart seemed to have plummeted, leaving me with mixed feelings. Time passed slowly as we drank and sang. I hoped the party would end soon, wondering if Xu Ying felt the same way. Finally, it was 10:30 PM. We were tired from singing and playing.

At the suggestion of some of the older students, we finally decided to leave. By then, I couldn't wait any longer. We left the karaoke bar. The school was nearby, so the younger students went back to their dorms on their own. Some of the older students drove home, while others took taxis.

I noticed that Zhao X, a year ahead of me, hadn't driven today (I don't know if he had a car). I saw him get into another student's car and leave.

Xu Ying and her junior classmate Liu X were staying together, so the task of taking them back to their hotel naturally fell to me. Knowing I had this important responsibility, I didn't drink a drop of alcohol, while Liu X and Xu Ying each had two or three beers. Actually, that amount of alcohol wouldn't have mattered to them, but their faces looked flushed.

I drove in the front, and they sat in the back. We were both rather quiet after getting in the car. Partly because we were tired from playing, and partly because I was preoccupied with what to do next with Xu Ying. I wondered what Xu Ying was thinking at that moment; she was probably fantasizing about what it would feel like to be [sexually assaulted] by me, haha. Liu X, sitting in the back, seemed to be looking down at her phone and sending WeChat messages.

Their budget hotel was actually very close to the school, only a three-kilometer drive away. It felt like we arrived at their destination almost as soon as the car started. I stopped the car, feeling utterly devastated. You know why, right? Yes, it was this junior classmate Liu X. Now she felt like a third wheel, or a wall, ruthlessly separating Xu Ying and me.

I wished my junior sister would just disappear. If she hadn't been staying with my junior sister today, Xu Ying and I might already be in the car or in a hotel room…

They both got out of the car, each carrying their own bags, and said goodbye. I wanted to offer to take them to their room, but I was afraid my junior sister would get suspicious, so I gave up. At this moment, I was extremely annoyed, blaming my junior sister for ruining my and Xu Ying's plans, wondering what Xu Ying thought. However, I immediately realized that things weren't so bad; I just needed to be patient a little longer. After they went inside, I didn't go home immediately. Instead, I parked the car on the road not far from the hotel entrance, pondering what to do next. I decided to contact Xu Ying later to avoid my junior sister.

Just then, my wife called. I was startled. Although my wife couldn't possibly know what I was planning to do today, that's what it felt like to have a guilty conscience. My wife asked why I wasn't home yet. I said I was still singing at a karaoke bar after dinner. She countered by asking why it was so quiet, saying she couldn't hear the music or the singing. I quickly made up an excuse, saying I was in the bathroom, where the soundproofing was good. My wife asked when I'd be back. I thought for a moment, and to give myself more precious "time to do my thing," I decided to postpone it.

I told my wife that we were all happy to see each other after so long, and it looked like we'd be singing until around 1 a.m. My wife said "oh," sounding a little dissatisfied, and told me to come home early. I readily agreed, telling her to go to sleep first.

After hanging up the phone, I continued to wait in the car, hoping to contact Xu Ying in another ten minutes. As I smoked and looked at the empty road ahead, a familiar face suddenly came into view. Looking closer, I realized it was none other than Zhao X, the senior student I'd mentioned earlier. Hadn't he left in another senior student's car? What was he doing here? I started to wonder, keeping a close eye on him.

Earlier, he had walked straight across the square in front of the hotel and entered through the main entrance. Then, it dawned on me—I immediately recalled his ambiguous actions with Liu X, my junior student, at the karaoke bar. Could they really be hooking up? It seemed my senior student was here to meet his junior student! Thinking

this, I felt a surge of excitement. These two people I knew—one my senior student, the other my junior student; one a married man, the other a beautiful, unmarried female PhD student—were actually having sex in this very budget hotel? At this moment, their actions seemed to amplify my libido, making my desire even stronger. I couldn't wait to rush to Xu Ying's room and have sex with her.

Simultaneously, I started fantasizing about my junior sister. That slut was probably currently passionately engaged with my senior brother. Just thinking about it made me incredibly hard; I was also desperately craving her body! I didn't know which room she was in. If I did, I'd want to eavesdrop outside her door to satisfy my possessiveness. Lost in thought, twenty minutes had passed since Xu Ying and my junior sister entered the hotel. I figured they were too busy in their room to come out anytime soon.

Xu Ying was probably washing up, still awake. I wondered what that little slut was thinking. Was she waiting for me to make the first move? Waiting for me to break through that barrier so we could tear off the mask we'd been wearing and have sex naked? I thought she might resent or despise me for not creating or seizing the opportunity. Perhaps she was feeling disappointed.

So I immediately took out my phone and tentatively sent Xu Ying a WeChat message, saying, "Ying, are you asleep?"

After sending the message, there was no reply for a long time. Just as I was getting anxious, about ten minutes later, Xu Ying actually replied.

She replied, "I just finished showering, what's up?" and added a shy emoji.

Receiving her reply and seeing her tone, I was overjoyed, but also a little surprised. Suddenly, I felt our relationship had become even more ambiguous; she wouldn't have spoken to me like this before.

It seems this slut Xu Ying has started to act shamelessly, probably impatiently waiting. I was so eager, my mind racing with lust, that I was itching to break the ice and solidify our relationship. I quickly and boldly replied, "Ah, baby, I love seeing you after you shower. Are you sleepy? If not, come sit for a bit, I'll drive you around."

After sending it, the wait felt incredibly long. About five minutes later, Xu Ying replied. I quickly read it; she'd sent a shy emoji first, then said, "You rascal, aren't you home yet? Your wife and kids are waiting for you!"

I quickly replied, "My wife and kids aren't as charming as you, Ying-baby! Come on out, my car's parked on the side of the road next to the hotel!" I

also added a lecherous emoji. This time, Xu Ying replied quickly, but she said, "I'm sleepy, I need to go to bed. You should go home, or XY (my wife's name; she knows my wife, they're quite familiar, and they even ate together in school) will get you!"

Seeing her reply, I wasn't disappointed; instead, my confidence grew stronger. Knowing women as I do, this was clearly a ploy to keep me in suspense. Women are often two-faced, especially at the beginning; they're usually quite reserved.

To satisfy her vanity, I sent her another message asking her to come out: "Baby, I've been waiting for you here for over half an hour. You've really made me wait so long! If you don't come out soon, I'm going to come straight to your room!"

Xu Ying replied, "Okay, come on over!" Wow

, this little vixen is so direct! I don't know if she really wants me to come to her hotel room and have sex with her, or if she's still just teasing me. So, I decided to play along and replied, "Which room are you in? I'm coming up right now!" This time, she didn't reply for several minutes. Just as I was getting impatient and about to call her, my eyes lit up. A beautiful young woman with long, flowing black hair and dressed in black was walking out of the hotel entrance. I looked closely, and it was none other than Xu Ying, the woman I'd been longing for!

As Xu Ying exited the hotel, she glanced around before fixing her gaze on the road to the left of the hotel entrance. My car was parked a few dozen meters away; she clearly recognized me, having just returned in my car. Xu Ying swayed her shapely hips, her high breasts protruding, a black bag slung over her right arm, and walked towards me at a leisurely pace.

At that moment, I was overjoyed, my heart pounding. Although I had previous experience with extramarital affairs, I still felt both excited and nervous. I quickly looked around, cautiously observing my surroundings, afraid of running into someone I knew.

Of course, at 11 pm, the roads were quiet, with few cars and people, and no suspicious acquaintances. Just as Xu Ying was about ten meters from my car, I immediately got out to meet her. Xu Ying was wearing a see-through short-sleeved blouse, underneath which was a thin black camisole. Her chest and shoulders were partially translucent, revealing her snow-white skin. Her breasts were high and firm, and her abdomen was perfectly flat. Below, she wore a black A-line pleated cake skirt, the hem about fifteen centimeters above her knees. Her legs, visible beneath the skirt, were encased in thin black stockings, and she wore black high heels. Seeing this outfit, I was utterly stunned. How can I describe it? Looking at

her head, she had long, jet-black hair, the ends styled in large waves, some cascading over her shoulders, others falling down her back. Her face was clearly lightly made up after a shower; her lips were slightly red, her complexion naturally fair and delicate, her eyebrows delicately arched, and her eyeshadow subtly visible—she was sexy, alluring, sophisticated, and captivating. I wanted nothing more than to immediately pull her into my arms and unleash my fury upon her. After giving her a thorough once-over, my eyes landed on Xu Ying's face. She smiled at me with a rosy glow, her expression seemingly holding a thousand unspoken words—joy, teasing, tenderness, and desire all intertwined. When she came to me, I quickly gestured for her to get in the car. In the car, we exchanged a few pleasantries. I complimented her on how beautiful she looked, but she jokingly said she thought I'd already gone home to sleep with my wife and kids, and that I'd been left out after inviting her all this way for a meal.

I quickly apologized, saying I'd kept her waiting and would make sure she had a good time these next few days. She laughed and said, "It depends on how well you behave as the host. If you're not satisfied, you can buy a ticket and take the high-speed train home in a bit." I replied, "I guarantee you'll be satisfied."

Next, I suggested taking her for a drive, but really I wanted to get away as quickly as possible, find a secluded spot to confess my feelings, and then we could happily... you know.

I asked her where she was going, and she said she wanted to go back to the school campus. I was overjoyed; our school may not have much else, but it certainly has plenty of secluded spots. The vast green spaces were deserted at night, including the roads near the sports field. After 11 pm, they were unusually quiet. During school hours, many people from outside the school would drive to the campus at night, and of course, many would use the opportunity to have sex in their cars.

In less than the time it takes to smoke a cigarette, we arrived. I drove through the school gate and headed straight for the north side of the campus, stopping on the road near the north sports field, far from the dormitory area. Although the streetlights were on, I parked the car between two streetlights, and with the large trees providing cover, it was quite discreet.

After stopping, I couldn't wait any longer and placed my right hand on her left thigh. Xu Ying was initially taken aback, but quickly recovered, looking at me alluringly, and said, "Let's go for a walk. I want to see the dormitory I used to live in."

I cursed inwardly, "You bitch, still pretending to be reserved? We're already here, and you're still trying to play the sentimental card. I'd rather have you right here and now than go for a walk with you." I ignored her words, just smiled at her, then took my hand off her thigh and put my arm around her shoulder, pulling her towards me. I wrapped my arms around her, staring into her eyes. She didn't resist. I felt I had no chance. Looking at her delicate face and beautiful lips, I unconsciously kissed her. She still didn't refuse, but actively responded. Our lips were tightly pressed together, our tongues teasing each other, roaming and enjoying each other's mouths.

Then my left hand was no longer around her, but placed directly on her high breasts. She instinctively tried to cover them with her hand, but I knew it was just a woman's modesty acting up. I ignored her and pushed her hand away. My left hand covered her right breast. Wow, it felt so big and soft! I kept kneading her breast while our passionate kisses continued. This went on for about two minutes.

We were both breathing heavily when we pulled our heads apart. Her face was flushed, and she was gazing at me intently, silent. I looked at her excitedly too. Her expression held a hint of reserve, yet also a hidden desire.

At this point, I stopped touching her breast. Looking at her, I said, "Baby, I've missed you so much."

Xu Yingyi chuckled and said sweetly, "Me too."

I said, "Looks like you've been waiting for this moment, haven't you?" She remained silent, still looking at me. I felt it was time to climax; she was probably already soaking wet. I hugged her again, frantically caressing her up and down. Although she didn't speak, she was clearly responding, her body swaying with my touch. She was clearly aroused.

So I lifted her black tiered skirt and ran straight down her thighs to her private area. I touched her genitals; she was wearing pantyhose, the tight stockings blocking my way, but surprisingly, she wasn't wearing underwear. Even through the stockings, my hand immediately felt a dampness; her genitals were clearly wet.

I touched her genitals up and down, left and right, while my head rubbed against her breasts, feeling the softness and warmth of her two large breasts. At this moment, I was extremely aroused, and so was she. I excitedly said to her, "Baby, give it to me, I want you so much."

Xu Ying replied sweetly, "Mmm." "Honey, come on."

Hearing this, I was even more encouraged. She actually called me "honey," clearly having lost her mind. I said, "Then baby, honey is going to attack. Can your cunt take it?"

Xu Ying said, "Don't ask, honey, I can't wait." I said, "Okay, honey will satisfy you with my cock right away." To get a better position for the fight, I adjusted the passenger seat backrest to its lowest point. Xu Ying was practically lying down in the passenger seat. I eagerly stepped into the passenger seat and pressed myself against her. I felt her soft body. I lifted her skirt, revealing her mysterious honeyed area. Although the light was dim, I could vaguely see pubic hair hidden beneath her stockings.

I then focused my attention on her upper body, frantically pulling open her outer layer of lace short-sleeved blouse. A tight black tank top was revealed. I pushed the black tank top up above her breasts, revealing a pair of large, snow-white breasts partially encased in a black bra. I was incredibly excited. I first knelt down and kissed her passionately. Feeling the bra's resistance, I tried to pull it down, but the back straps were tightly fastened. Then, Xu Ying actually took the initiative to untie the back straps with both hands. I pushed the unfastened bra up to her neck.

At that moment, a pair of large, snow-white breasts were presented before me. The pink nipples made me want to suckle them involuntarily. I lowered my head again and frantically took the nipples into my mouth, feeling them harden. I thought to myself, Xu Ying is indeed a mature slut now; even her nipples are hard, showing how strong her desire is.

While playing with Xu Ying's breasts, my pants were still on, but my penis was already hard and fixed in my crotch, indirectly fixed to Xu Ying's vulva. Xu Ying, under the double attack from above and below, had already lost her mind. She twisted her body wildly, her upper body occasionally thrusting her breasts upwards, allowing me to kiss her breasts even more passionately. Her lower body continued to twist, welcoming my rock-hard penis. Having played with her breasts enough, my penis was also throbbing uncontrollably. Xu Ying kept muttering, "Husband, give it to me, husband, I want it."

I casually said, "I love you, I'm coming right now. Baby, let your husband fuck you, okay?" Xu Ying mumbled an agreement, saying, "Okay, I want my husband to fuck me hard."

Hearing her moaning like that, I almost lost my mind. I quickly unbuckled my belt, pulled my pants and underwear down to my knees, and knelt in front of the passenger seat. Then I curled up Xu Ying's legs, and her mysterious vulva was suddenly in front of me. I excitedly tore open the crotch of her pantyhose and immediately touched her vulva. I felt a lot of fluid secreted on her labia. It seemed that the slut was completely wet, and her vagina should be incredibly lubricated inside.

I was thinking about whether to wear a condom, since I had already prepared one in the car. At this moment, Xu Ying suddenly sobered up a bit and asked to wear a condom before going in.

I asked her if it was her safe period, and she said she thought her period was about to start, so should I not wear one? I promised not to ejaculate inside. She didn't know if I agreed, but I was overjoyed. So I held her legs with both hands and thrust my penis forward. Just as my penis was about to reach her vaginal opening, I hesitated for a moment before it didn't go in. So I used my right hand to guide my penis to the exact spot at the vaginal opening and thrust in. I felt Xu Ying's body shudder, followed by a low moan. Oh…

I felt her vagina was incredibly tight, warmly enveloping my penis. Because of the ample lubrication, it was very smooth, allowing me to fully insert my penis. Our pubic hair was now intertwined.

I began to thrust wildly. Because I was worried about overstimulating her and ejaculating too soon, I didn't thrust very fast at first, but each time I fully penetrated to the bottom.

Xu Ying reacted strongly to my thrusting, constantly moaning, "Ah...oh...so good, husband, keep going...husband, I want it..."

Hearing her moans and groans only fueled my excitement, so I increased the frequency of my thrusts, pumping in and out about twice a second. I felt her vagina becoming increasingly wet and lubricated, the squelching sounds accompanying the thrusts becoming quite pronounced. Combined with her moans, this only fueled my excitement.

After about three minutes of continuous thrusting, I left my penis inside her vagina and stopped.

She clearly hadn't reached orgasm yet, constantly writhing her body in protest against my inaction. Wanting to ease the tension, I focused my attention on her legs. Previously, she had been curled up with her legs spread, but as I thrust vigorously, her legs unconsciously wrapped around my waist.

I lifted her black-stockinged legs high onto my shoulders, slowly stroking them, while continuing to thrust. This position was different from before; the thrusting wasn't as thorough, but being able to hold her black-stockinged legs with both hands while fucking her was still a unique experience.

This action lasted for about five minutes. I decided to switch back to the previous position and thrust harder. Firstly, I was too excited and wanted to bring Xu Ying and myself to orgasm as quickly as possible; secondly, I was worried about campus security patrolling. Switching back to the original position, I pressed Xu Ying's legs back forcefully, bringing her genitals higher to facilitate my thrusting.

I penetrated again, this time significantly increasing the frequency, attacking at about three times per second. Xu Ying was immediately overwhelmed by my thrusts, shedding her previous reserve and screaming wildly without restraint, "Ah...ah...ah...husband, I feel so good! Oh...oh...husband, fuck me, fuck me harder, ahhh...I can't take it anymore...you're so amazing..."

Hearing Xu Ying's moans, I continued my high-speed thrusting. Soon, I finally felt myself coming. I felt Xu Ying had already orgasmed two or three times; her body was clearly exhausted and weak, and her screams sounded strained.

At this moment, preparing for the final sprint, I growled, "Baby, do you want your husband to fuck you hard? Does it feel good?"

She clearly felt it was the final sprint, moaning and shouting, "Husband, fuck me hard! Let's reach orgasm together! Oh... ah... come on... come on... I want... you... fuck me hard..."

Finally, the intense pleasure before ejaculation arrived. I made my final, frantic thrusts, not intending to ejaculate outside. Xu Ying, in the throes of orgasm, had clearly forgotten all about it.

Accompanied by the squelching sounds of thrusting and Xu Ying's moans, the first spurt of semen finally shot out. I continued thrusting, followed by a second, then a third. I positioned my penis deep inside Xu Ying's vagina, stopping moving. With a few more tremors of my penis, the remaining small spurts of semen were also ejaculated inside. Exhausted, I lay down, bracing myself against the back of the chair with my hands, and looked down at the female classmate I had just fucked so hard that she was practically dying. A blissful sense of accomplishment welled up inside me.

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