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My colleague was having sex with me while holding my one-and-a-half-year-old son. 

My colleague in the workshop, married for over two years, has a son who's not even a year and a half old. We've
had .

She's not very tall, but quite pretty and slender. While she's not my
type , she's not the type I dislike either.

Later, I overheard other colleagues talking and learned that her husband is a year younger than her. They got married impulsively, and
now their relationship is strained!

He's often away from home for months at a time. I wondered if such a young married woman would be lonely?

My girlfriend and I have a great relationship, and I've never considered having an affair, but I've become a bit curious about this topic after
reading posts from other men online. Now, knowing this, I can't help but
think about it! I've even tried!

After talking to her, I discovered that although her relationship with her husband is bad, and her in-laws don't treat her well, because
she has a son…

my god! This means that if I had sex with her, it would be very safe! As long as no
one else knows, she definitely won't bother me!

After some effort, our relationship progressed steadily. From initial chats to holding her hand
when , she would even secretly hug me – haha, this really showed there was potential!

But firstly, she's a woman, and directly asking her to go to a hotel or come to my place would be too abrupt!

Secondly, my girlfriend is quite protective of me!

I had planned to see a movie with her on New Year's Day (of course, my main intention was to see her after the movie),

but my girlfriend came over on New Year's Day and didn't leave, causing me to miss a good opportunity! However, the opportunity
came

. She switched to the night shift and got off work late at night, so I called to pick her up. Of course, my purpose wasn't to pick her up, but
to pick her up afterward!

She said it wouldn't be good for her image and didn't want me to come because she had colleagues going home with her. Actually, she understood my
purpose !

I thought about it and decided not to go!!

When I woke up in the morning, I remembered that I almost slept with her last night but failed, which made me quite depressed. So I
called to check on her. When I called, she said her son was sick and needed to see a doctor, asking if I could go with her in the afternoon!
I thought about it and agreed! Mainly because I felt there was potential!

After tidying up the house and getting ready to leave, let's cut to the chase. After leaving the hospital, we went to KFC.
Since it wasn't lunchtime, there were very few people inside. When we got to the second floor, there was almost no one.
We found a high-backed chair, settled the mother and child in, and went downstairs to order two meals. Now that

the doctor's appointment was over and we had a full stomach, it was time to get down to business! First, I pulled her hand to my
chest
. She half-heartedly resisted . I looked around; there were only
two or three people, but since we were sitting in a high-backed chair, no one would see my hand. I reached inside her clothes. She struggled a little, then stopped resisting. I first touched her breasts through her bra. She wasn't big, and her breasts weren't big either, just the right size to hold! I love
the feeling of those breasts being just the right size to hold. I reached under her bra and grabbed her breasts! Since I'd only ever been with
unmarried , I had no experience with married women. It was only then that I realized that a married woman's breasts
felt different from a young girl's! My wife's breasts weren't big either, just the right size to hold, but they felt firm!

Of course, "firm" doesn't mean just hard; it means relatively elastic. I've touched several women's breasts before,
and they all felt soft and elastic, some a bit softer, some a bit firmer, but all

giving a very bouncy feeling. This colleague's breasts, however, felt loose, soft
, and lacked elasticity!

To give an analogy, my wife's breasts feel like freshly steamed buns—soft but elastic, while
hers felt like buns soaked in water!

Soft, but without any elasticity!

But after all, these were someone else's wife's breasts, and in a KFC restaurant! My excited penis was hard and
throbbing!

Several times, the waiters almost noticed!

Her son was running around playing nearby! I said, "Come to my place after we eat!"

She actually said no, her in-laws were waiting at home! Damn it, how could I not go? If I didn't go, my whole day
would be wasted!

I insisted she come, but she insisted on going home at 6 pm and refused to go to a hotel with me.

The reason given was that if it happened once, it would happen again and again! Grandma seemed to know better than most; she
probably slept with more than one person before marriage. I glanced at my great-aunt's clothes and it was almost 5:30, which made me a little angry,
though of I wasn't really angry! At that moment, she said, "Let's do it another day. I'll definitely come with you this weekend" (today is
Thursday, and we've switched shifts because of a power outage).

Thanks to the advice of my fellow wolves, I knew that if I didn't get it done today, even if she said tomorrow, it wouldn't be reliable;
tomorrow would be another day. Today's thing had to be done today. Seeing my insistence, she said, "It's all your fault!"
I was completely confused. She explained, "Last night, if you had come to pick me up, I wouldn't have gone home; I slept at your house!"

Damn it!!

Suddenly, I realized something! Something my fellow wolves often talked about! Considering the current situation, I decisively
packed my things, had her pick up our son, and pulled her downstairs. We hailed a taxi on the street!

She stared at me blankly and muttered, "I don't want to go; I want to go home!"

I cleared my throat and yelled, "Get lost! You won't die if you're an hour late!" I pulled her into
a taxi.

Damn it, once she was in the taxi, I realized her saying she wanted to go home was complete nonsense; she was just
embarrassed !

Fifteen minutes later, we arrived home. As soon as we got inside, I grabbed her and pushed her onto the bed.
I'd bought her a toy on the way, worried her son would cry.

But damn it, as soon as I put her on the bed and took off her top, her son stopped playing and started
wailing at the sight of us both naked!

How frustrating! Did this one-and-a-half-year-old know I was going to have sex with his mother? Did he not want to?

She had to get up and comfort her son. While comforting him, I pulled down her pants. She
didn't resist at all. Her husband hadn't been home for a month; he seemed quite anxious! When I took off her pants, I noticed

her vulva was very dark, and her labia were quite thick (compared to my wife, whose labia are thinner).
There wasn't much pubic hair, about the same as my wife's, but a lot of fluid had already leaked out; it seemed she was already

quite aroused.

This little rascal wouldn't stop crying, no amount of soothing could calm her down! We'd already taken her clothes off, we couldn't
just

leave her like that! While I was touching her two little breasts from behind, I was thinking about what to do. While she was trying to soothe the baby, I sat on the
edge
of the bed. Because she was holding the baby, I couldn't penetrate her, but I couldn't just leave her alone, so I pulled her buttocks over and made her sit on my penis! She cooperated and sat down, and I slowly inserted my penis. Actually, the feeling of penile penetration isn't always the same. Although it's all
the hole, people who rarely have sex are usually very excited during sex,
and at that time, penetration feels quite hot. Those who have sex frequently, even when very excited, won't feel that hot sensation; at most, it'll just be slightly warm. The temperature of the
genitals is generally lower than body temperature.

The scene at this moment was truly ridiculous—two adults, completely naked, having sex with a crying and fussing
child ! Damn it!!!

She started stroking me, shouting "Don't cry, don't cry," and patting the baby!

This situation was incredibly arousing; my penis was hot, and when I inserted it, it felt wet and cool inside
!

The baby's crying made me lose all feeling; I didn't feel anything at all about her vagina! I didn't even notice if her
vagina which had given birth to him, was loose. I couldn't continue. Her stroking
was inconvenient, and I hadn't had sex for half a month (my first time was very short; even if
I hadn't had sex with my wife for two or three days, I felt like ejaculating the first time I penetrated her—I don't know if it's premature ejaculation, but the second time, my wife usually orgasms
before I even feel like ejaculating)

. I didn't feel any pleasure and felt the urge to ejaculate! I couldn't continue, so I grabbed her buttocks and thrust
hard a few times, then deeply penetrated her and ejaculated!

After ejaculating, I hugged her back and rested for a while. Because she was holding the baby, she couldn't wipe herself, so I had to clean up
the scene and wipe her vagina!

It's so frustrating; I've never wiped my wife's vagina before. However, because she was so aroused,
and I ejaculated quite a bit inside her,

she was still leaking even after I wiped myself and put my clothes back on! I had to give her a small roll of toilet paper to hold it in!

Then I took her downstairs to go home...

This was my most frustrating sex experience today!!!

But thankfully, we've already made plans for her to come to my place again on Saturday. Of course, she won't bring her son this time!!!

I can't wait for Saturday to come; I'm going to make her feel amazing on Saturday! A man who can't make the woman beneath him
feel good, but only himself, isn't a real man.

I'll definitely share my experience with everyone after we've done it this weekend. As long as you don't mind my poor writing, I only care about
authenticity , not fancy stuff.

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