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It was quite a coincidence that I met Tian Jing. That afternoon, I received a package at home, only to find several pairs of women's underwear inside, which made me incredibly embarrassed. Actually, our apartment complex has two buildings, A14 and B14, and she happened to share the same address as me. The careless courier had delivered it to the wrong address, and in my daze, I signed for it.
There was nothing I could do; I had to return what I took, otherwise, this box of underwear would have driven me crazy. That's how Tian Jing and I got to know each other. She wasn't exactly a stunning beauty; in my understanding, she was the kind of girl who "studies hard and strives for excellence." Her high level of education made me embarrassed to admit I graduated from that university.
Later, during our conversation, she told me she had never been in a relationship. Haha, a 25-year-old girl who doesn't even know about her first love—what a tragedy! To be honest, if she dressed up a bit, she could definitely be considered beautiful. I can't understand why no guy ever showed her any interest.
Let me tell you about myself. I'm a "virgin," that's what I usually say to others, and as a result, people always assume I'm a "used" man, hence the "virgin" label. Some mischievous female colleagues call me "uncle," mainly because I rarely shave and my hair is quite long—the artsy type. My wife is pursuing her master's degree at our alma mater in Sichuan, and we're currently separated.
My acquaintance with Tian Jing happened around this time. Initially, it was just because my wife wasn't around, and she was the only woman I knew in this neighborhood besides the cleaning lady. We'd occasionally go out on weekends, play badminton, or something like that, which helped alleviate my loneliness at home alone. Besides, meeting another girl isn't a bad thing. But not long after, she finally had her first love, and we both tacitly stopped contacting each other.
Actually, I'm not a casual person, but I'm not the kind of person who's inhuman when I'm casual either. I remember it was around 10 pm on a Friday night when a strange girl called me and said, "I'm Tian Jing's friend. She's in Houhai; she's had too much to drink. Come pick her up." Then she hung up. I thought to myself, "Ugh, she doesn't come to me when she's drinking, but she comes to me when she's drunk." Frustrated, I drove to Houhai. When I found her, she was squatting weakly at the bar entrance, crying and looking like she was about to vomit. A girl next to her was trying to comfort her. The girl said to me, "Jingjing broke up with her boyfriend and drank a lot. She said her cousin is coming to pick her up and take her home, right? You're her cousin, aren't you?" Hmm… I hesitated for a moment, then pretended to be her cousin or her protector. To avoid affecting the image of Beijing, I didn't care about gender differences and just picked her up and carried her to the parking lot. She clung to me tightly like a kitten. I vaguely felt her soft breasts pressed against my chest. Luckily, the car wasn't far away, otherwise my "little brother" would have carried her. After finally managing to throw her into the car, looking at her completely drunk, I felt both sorry for her and angry. =o =|||
The drive back wasn't easy. I stopped three times and vomited four times. The last time, my car finally succumbed! When we got to her house, I discovered she had left her bag at the bar! Damn it, I'm so frustrated with being the good guy. Reluctantly, after the parking attendant's "warning," I carried Tian Jing to my house. Seeing her clothes reeking of alcohol and speckled with vomit, I couldn't bear to let my bed suffer like that. I nagged her like a mother while helping her undress. Soon, except for her underwear and bra, I threw everything else into the washing machine. Looking at Tian Jing's naked body, how many men wouldn't look at her with lustful eyes? Luckily, my wife had a few pajamas at home; if she continued sleeping naked like that, the consequences would be dire.
It was midnight when I finished cleaning the car. I carried the bucket and returned home, exhausted. I found Tian Jing dry heaving in the bathroom. I immediately went over and gently patted her back, saying, "You! Being dumped doesn't mean you've lost your virginity. Why torture yourself like this?" She looked back at me, half-awake, and suddenly hugged me tightly, saying with a wronged expression, "I love him so much, and the photo in his wallet was of another woman, and his fiancée at that." She burst into tears after saying that, and I quickly covered her mouth, saying, "Sister! Crying like this in my house in the middle of the night, the neighbors will call the police! Listen to me, go back to bed. You've lost your house key, so you'll have to stay here for the night, we'll talk tomorrow."
I gently helped her to the bedside. She looked at me quietly and said, "Can you sleep with me? I'm a little lonely." I was embarrassed and speechless. I didn't respond immediately because I didn't know what to say or do in this situation.
Then, Tian Jing looked up and actively sought my lips. When I touched her warm, soft lips, our lips seemed to glue together, and we kissed passionately. I clearly felt my body's desire for Tian Jing. Tian Jing's breasts pressed tightly against my chest, as if she wanted to sink deeper into them. My passion ignited instantly, my breathing quickened, and as we kissed passionately, my hands slipped inside Tian Jing's clothes, ardently caressing the smooth skin of her back. I awkwardly fumbled around for a while before finally unhooking her bra. My hands slid from Tian Jing's back to her chest, gently kneading her breasts. I felt a burning heat, a sudden and intense surge of heat within me, which startled Tian Jing, making her feel both embarrassed and flustered, her face burning like fire.
She buried her face in my neck, saying, "Be gentle, I'm scared," and then let out a soft moan. We quickly lost ourselves in each other's bodies, barely sleeping a wink that night. We made love again and again, our madness incomprehensible to both of us. Near dawn, I finally left her body, collapsing onto the bed, utterly exhausted.
The next day, after taking her home, I felt conflicted and guilty. I wanted to try telling her that we were just physically lonely yesterday. But I didn't know how to express this seemingly simple yet incredibly complicated thing. I didn't know what a drunken woman would think about her one-night stand once she was fully sober, and I didn't know if she would hate me for being so shameless and lewd. In short, half of my mind was filled with the scene with her, and the other half was filled with what to do!
That evening, I received a call from Tian Jing. She said softly, "Shall we have dinner together?" Her voice became more generous, "I bought groceries today and will cook for you." I was surprised and politely asked with a smile, "Really? You can cook?" Tian Jing's voice was still so gentle as she said, "I can cook, but you can't have too high expectations."
When I was on the phone with Tian Jing, I suddenly felt a very strong desire to see her as soon as possible and hold her tightly. And Tian Jing's gentle invitation on the phone made it impossible for me to refuse. I think I'm doomed; I've fallen for her.
After dinner, we instinctively embraced tightly. My mind was a jumbled mess, somewhat lost and confused. I held Tian Jing close, letting her bury her face in my chest, then deeply inhaled her faint, warm scent, allowing my emotions to gradually calm down.
"I missed you," I couldn't help but say to Tian Jing. I picked her up and carried her into the bedroom, gently placing her on the bed. Tian Jing covered her face with her hands and whispered, "Close the door, okay?"
I closed the bedroom door, watching the bedside lamp turn on, feeling the room instantly bathed in soft, hazy light. My eyes burned as I stared at her. I slowly removed Tian Jing's outer garment, her slender figure accentuated by her tight-fitting underwear. Because her bra had been unhooked, Tian Jing's nipples stood erect inside, clearly exuding an allure. Her hair, ruffled from our kiss, contrasted with her slightly dazed, wet eyes, creating an indescribable allure. I stood frozen for two seconds, then, as if bewitched, slowly walked forward, knelt at the edge of the bed, and helped Tian Jing remove the last of her clothes.
At that moment, we both experienced that previously unimaginable sexual arousal once again. When that intense climax arrived, Tian Jing tried desperately to control herself, preventing the cries from escaping her throat, but they still burst forth uncontrollably.
For an indeterminate period of time, I also completely forgot to breathe; because of this suffocation, my mind went completely blank, allowing that joyful, free, and exhilarating pleasure to occupy every sensory cell…
But it wasn't over yet. As the frequency, like a musical melody, weakened and gradually became as delicate as a whisper, I pulled Tian Jing into my arms, gently caressing and kissing her. The first wave that overwhelmed her gradually receded, then began to surge gently again. Closer, closer, nearer… In the dim light, Tian Jing's body tensed, her breath growing longer and longer until she finally held her throat, stopping any airflow… I moved intensely, repeating this motion over and over. In this repetition, I felt that even if I died from exhaustion right now, life would have no regrets. Finally, I felt a warm current flow into her body, and everything returned to calm. The bedroom was quiet for a long time, with only a gentle flow of warm air. Tian Jing leaned limply against my shoulder, her body seemingly devoid of strength. She didn't speak for a long time, and then finally let out a soft sigh.
I asked softly, "Are you tired?" Tian Jing nodded, leaning on my shoulder, and answered dreamily, "I don't know how to describe it." I smiled and said, "An objective statement is needed; no need for description." Tian Jing laughed and gently bit my shoulder. "But I really want to describe it." Tian Jing said wistfully, "Such a wonderful feeling, it would be a shame not to describe it." "Really? You really think it's wonderful? Actually, I don't have much confidence in my performance." I said seriously, "I was worried that I wouldn't satisfy you. I... I don't really understand women."
Tian Jing exclaimed softly, "You're not being modest, are you? You..." I sensed that Tian Jing was a little shy, but she still mustered up her courage to continue, "You simply made me... made me experience a feeling I've never had before."
After saying that, Tian Jing turned over, turning her back to me. I opened my arms and naturally pulled Tian Jing into my embrace. The curvature of her body fit me perfectly, and her entire back touched my skin, feeling very comfortable and pleasant. I thought that this might help her overcome her shyness and talk to me about that sensitive topic.
I laughed and asked, "Was my performance really that good?" Tian Jing nodded emphatically, "It was better than ever before." She teased me slyly, "Maybe this isn't your best performance?"
I laughed, kissed her back, and said, "To be honest, I don't have much sexual experience. Besides her, it's only you."
I sensed that this surprised Tian Jing: "Really? Before you married her, you never...had anything with other girls?"
"No. My first love was with her. Then we got married, and there haven't been any other women." I answered seriously.
"Oh my god, I can't believe it," Tian Jing said. "You don't believe me?" I asked back. She quickly explained, "It's not that I don't believe you, it's that I can't believe it."
I said, "Actually, there's nothing hard to believe. I'm just an insignificant, ordinary man, introverted, not good at socializing, and I don't know how to please women. Besides, I'm very timid; when I'm with someone, I'm afraid of things developing to the point of intimacy. You see, it's almost a closed-off situation. Does that make sense?"
Tian Jing turned over, looked at me, and said, "So you're also afraid of developing intimacy with me?" I thought for a moment and said sincerely, "To be honest, I was a little scared at first. Not afraid of developing a relationship with you, but afraid that it wouldn't." Suddenly, it seemed like a nerve had been touched, and neither of us said anything, each lost in our own thoughts, and we spent the night in silence.
After that day, although we lived in the same neighborhood, we never met in person, only occasionally chatting online about trivial things. To be honest, I wasn't sure why she was so silent. Was she angry because I told her I wanted to end this ridiculous situation?
After work, I wanted to ask her to meet up and resolve this completely, and she agreed. So I went to her house, rang the doorbell a few times but no one came out. I noticed the door wasn't locked, so I went inside and saw her eating fruit. She smiled slightly and came over. Suddenly, I felt a knife plunged into my chest. Tian Jing was holding the knife, stabbing me repeatedly. A lot of dark red blood flowed on the floor—it was my blood. I felt a bright light gradually fading before my eyes. I struggled, terrified, and cried. I didn't want to die like this…
With heavy breathing and a pounding heart, it took me a long time to realize I was lying on my own bed, and next to me was a completely drunk Tian Jing. Was this just a dream?

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