Four years after graduation, I went to graduate school with my 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 limited to a few: my graduate school classmate Xu XX, my junior classmate Liu XX, my single and beautiful neighbor Chai XX, my female colleague Han XX, and a high school teacher, Li XX, whom I met through a friend of a friend.

Of the people mentioned above, my beautiful neighbor Chai XX is the best in terms of attractiveness. I'd rate her at least a 9.5 out of 10. She has long hair, a perky bottom, a fairly full bust, fair thighs that are neither too thick nor too thin, and is 165cm tall with a striking face. 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 a different unit), 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. Living in a third-tier city, she's still single and unmarried—quite a lot of young women in that city.

Secondly, there's my junior classmate Liu XX, whom I'd rate 8.5 out of 10. Looking at her now, she looks remarkably like Zhao Liying; she has a very attractive figure and face. Back in school, I was quite 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 deliberately 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: 160 cm Education: Master's Degree Age: Approximately 29 years old Weight: Approximately 40-45 kg 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: A college classmate who works in marketing and is usually very busy and travels a lot for work Appearance: Body: 8/10, bare face: 7/10, clothing: 8/10, makeup: 8/10 (My body and bare face are both good, and with my good clothing and makeup skills, the overall effect is quite good). Xu Ying is 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 professor's tutelage and had fought together. Looking back, graduate school was quite tough.

Until graduation, my relationship with Xu Ying remained a normal classmate relationship; there was nothing ambiguous between us. Indeed, as students, our thoughts and actions were relatively pure. In terms of relationships, if there was no love, there really wouldn't be anything.

However, as a sleazy man, I did have some impure thoughts. For example, at the professor's behest, we often went together from school to other units in the city. We rarely took taxis because it was difficult to get reimbursed, and we were poor students.

So back then, we often took the bus together. As a big guy, I had no problem, but she was a petite girl, so she needed my protection. Sometimes I'd get on first and help her on; other times I'd stand behind her and let her get on first. Once on the bus, it was crowded, and there was nowhere to stand. If she couldn't stand steadily and there was nowhere to hold on, I had to look after her.

In that case, physical contact was inevitable. Pulling her arm, supporting her shoulder, bending her waist, bumping her butt—sometimes even when she was standing in front of me, our butts would inevitably touch in front of my crotch. And twice, I accidentally touched her chest.

Of course, all the physical contact mentioned above occurred naturally under special circumstances. At the time, I was too inexperienced to take advantage of these opportunities or even pursue anything further. Xu Ying also seemed to have never been too averse to these physical contacts. Looking back now, it's hard to say whether she was oblivious or deliberately ignored them. 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 that Xu Ying has really changed significantly from her first to third year of graduate school. When I first met her in my first year of graduate school, she still had the image of a pure and innocent college student, dressing in a student-like style. By her third year, haha, she had transformed into a sexy goddess. She would meticulously style her hair, and her subtle makeup was striking. Her eyebrows and eyes, adorned with colored contacts, seemed to speak volumes. The summer she graduated, a midi skirt and stockings were her signature outfit. In terms of figure, she had a slightly perky bottom, a bust between a B and C cup, and a pair of fair and slender legs. Most importantly, she had relatively straight legs with a pronounced S-shaped curve.

We have a few individual photos from graduation that I still have. Since we were going our separate ways after graduation, I guess there are fewer of them now. Two of them are of us with my arm around her shoulder; that was the first time I openly interacted with her. After graduation, she and her boyfriend, who is now my husband, went back to their hometown to develop their careers, while my girlfriend and I, who is now my wife, stayed in the city where our university was located (as I mentioned in a previous post). We've kept in touch since graduation, catching up two or three times a year, whether there's a specific 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, due to my dedicated self-cultivation, I was no longer the innocent boy I used to be. Xu Ying also changed, becoming more charming, mature, and alluring.

My contact and interactions with Xu Ying also carried a hint of wickedness. She was my WeChat friend, and it seemed that in the four years since graduation, she had become increasingly open in the last two years. She would often take selfies, beautify them, and post them on her WeChat Moments. Some of the photos looked so sexy they made

people drool. In May 2015, she and her husband were getting married, and their wedding photos, posted on WeChat Moments, immediately caught my eye. While makeup and post-production retouching are indeed common in wedding photography, everyone's natural features are different. Xu Ying's wedding photos were stunning, leaving me completely amazed. Her wedding photos in a gown were also incredibly beautiful, and I immediately wanted to win her over. However, at the time, I was deeply involved with my wife's best friend, Yu Ting.

After her marriage, I contacted Xu Ying more and more frequently, partly because 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 all over the country, meaning they saw each other very little, spending about half the year away from home. When she told me all this, I seemed to grasp more of the situation. After all, she was a newlywed, and enduring this kind of torment was quite distressing, given her undeniable physical needs. I even started fantasizing about how desperate she was, wondering if she might 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 ago.

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 that I can win her over.

Since this spring, due to Yu Ting's growing distance, I've turned my attention to Xu Ying and the other candidates mentioned earlier. I won't go into details about my contact with the others. Regarding Xu Ying, although we live in different places, the fact that her husband frequently travels for work gives me a better chance. So, I started to probe. I'm a bit of a hypocrite; I'm not too casual, and I wouldn't directly bring up sexual topics—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 offend or upset her. Later, I became bolder. Once, during a chat, I jokingly asked her for a photo of herself without makeup. One morning, before putting 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 our professor's two graduate students are graduating soon. About three weeks ago, a junior classmate of mine, who is still studying, 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 the opportunity had arrived, but I still needed to strongly encourage her.

Because Xu Ying had never attended the reunions in previous years due to living in another province, she didn't express her opinion in the WeChat group this time either, tacitly acknowledging that she wouldn't be coming. So I quickly tried to persuade her, immediately messaging her on WeChat to ask if she was coming. She said she was too tired from all the running around and had to work on Monday, so she was still hesitant.

I thought to myself, since there wasn't a real scheduling conflict, this meant there was a chance. I started to flatter her, telling her how beautiful her juniors were and how much her advisor missed her, and that after four years, she should come 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 the night. I was secretly thrilled. What did this mean? It meant the opportunity had come, and did it also mean that Xu Ying had realized my intentions and taken the initiative?

I thought, we're both married and mature people, these things shouldn't be hard for her to understand. Since she's coming, she should be prepared to be taken advantage of. Time passed slowly, and finally it was June 4th. That day, I stayed home with my wife and kids, so I couldn't be there for Xu Ying and didn't pick her up from the station. Actually, I shouldn't have been so eager, 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. I showered her with concern, and she was quite enthusiastic, even half-jokingly saying that she hadn't come to pick me up, implying that she only cared about her wife and kids. 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 and her junior (the one I mentioned earlier whom I considered my prey) were staying at the same hotel (a chain budget hotel). Xu Ying was staying on the fourth floor, and her junior was staying on the third. I then realized I had overlooked another target—my dear junior. I sent her a WeChat message to say hello, and she replied politely shortly after.

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 because of my wife's interference, I deliberately kept her cold. 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 remains indifferent. After graduation, I discovered that a female celebrity named Zhao Liying had become famous, and this junior classmate looked remarkably like her. Judging from her social media posts, she had become more mature and alluring, making me regret my past actions. Should I have secretly pursued her behind my wife's back? But then again, that's not right. What if she really developed feelings for me? That would be troublesome. However, I admit that I didn't know much about her before or now. I don't know her current situation, whether she's conservative or open about relationships. Time passed slowly. Finally, around 5 PM, my wife and I said goodbye and drove to the dinner location, a hotel near our school. Our teacher is a regular there.

Around 5:30, I arrived at the hotel room. My fellow students were already waiting, and Xu Ying and her roommate from the same hotel had also arrived. When I saw Xu Ying, the moment our eyes met, it was like lovers reuniting after a long separation. 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; with other people present, it wasn't appropriate to say anything too intimate.

After that, everyone started exchanging pleasantries. Xu Ying was wearing a pink, fitted dress. 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 the knee. She wore nude stockings and white high heels.

I observed Xu Ying; overall, the dress accentuated her bust perfectly, and the waist was beautifully cinched, giving her a slender waist. Her legs, encased in 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 appropriate for a gathering with teachers present. I couldn't help but feel a little attracted to her. When I arrived, my junior colleague was chatting with Xu Ying, they seemed very close. When my junior colleague 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-neck was perfectly positioned, just above her breasts, as if any 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 brothers and three senior sisters arrived. One of them was from the previous year and was one of the main supporting characters today. The other senior brother was three years older than me, and I didn't know him very well.

Let's talk about this senior brother from the previous year, Zhao X. I didn't have a very good impression of him. After two years of being classmates, I think he is a rather cunning person. Firstly, he is greedy for money, and secondly, he is lecherous. The former was manifested in his embezzlement of the subsidies the teacher gave to us students, while the latter was evident in his daily life. When I was in school, I noticed that this senior student, Zhao X, was unusually excited about beautiful women, often trying to strike up conversations, and sometimes it even seemed like he was deliberately causing trouble. He frequently made unwanted advances towards his female classmates (including Xu Ying and my junior classmate Liu X), seemingly taking advantage of them, and most importantly, he always seemed to have a lecherous look in his eyes. However, this senior student Zhao X already had a girlfriend; he got married when I was in my third year of graduate school, and his wife was quite attractive. Around six o'clock, our teacher finally arrived. The atmosphere was wonderful; the teacher was very happy, clearly in a good mood, and seeing us, his former graduates, again filled the room. He chatted and laughed, and everyone at the table was very cheerful. However, it was a little regrettable that our teacher doesn't drink alcohol due to health reasons, so whenever we dine with him, everyone at the table, male and female, usually focuses on 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 there wasn't much conversation between us; we mostly just followed the teacher's lead. However, she probably sensed my frequent glances at her, and she didn't back down. In several eye contact moments, I could sense a hint of flirtation.

I felt that after the experience of graduating four years later, Xu Ying had become more open and relaxed in her speech, making more jokes and lighthearted remarks.

Furthermore, I still can't get over my junior colleague, Liu X. I often find myself glancing at her, watching her every smile and gesture. She's becoming more and more of a mature woman. Although she's still pursuing her doctorate, she seems completely 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 university, not far from the hotel where we ate. We walked there and booked a large private room. Usually, the professor would sing a few songs, chat with us for a bit, and then leave. After the teacher left, we students were truly free and unrestrained. The younger students on campus ordered a lot of beer and drinks, and we sang and drank. Everyone became more and more relaxed, and the men and women also started to be unrestrained. Everyone sang and joked, raising their glasses to each other and drinking heartily.

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 suggest she drink beer. She could drink beer too, but because I was driving, I only had a beverage. I sat down next to Xu Ying, and amidst the noise of the private room, we reminisced and sang songs from time to time.

I was sitting right next 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 directly embracing her and falling onto the sofa, but my rationality as a social being clearly prevailed.

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

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

Then, he was to her left, and after a while, he actually put his right hand on her waist from behind, and they continued chatting and laughing. After placing his hand on her waist for about ten seconds, he moved it down a bit to her buttocks. I observed my junior sister's expression; she seemed quite natural, even excited, showing no sign of displeasure at my senior brother's actions. Of course, I only noticed these actions by stealing glances from time to time; others, including Xu Ying, probably didn't notice.

Later, I saw my senior brother's hand still wandering over my junior sister's body, sometimes putting his arm around her shoulder, sometimes gently stroking her back. However, it seemed that no one else noticed this except me. On one hand, I witnessed my senior brother's behavior, revealing his lecherous nature. However, what puzzled me was that his interactions with my junior sister seemed unusual. I secretly wondered if these two were getting together.

On the other hand, my senior'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 could feel 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 move away. We continued drinking and chatting. I was incredibly excited, but I didn't do anything as inappropriate as my senior had. After all, I'm easily embarrassed, and even if Xu Ying was fine, I was always afraid that others would notice. Of course, it was a group activity, and Xu Ying and I didn't always sit together. I also sang along with other senior and junior students.

The senior and junior weren't always together. 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 on 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 didn't seem to have any special relationship with the senior 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 me, 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 later proven correct. My heart was filled with mixed feelings. I was both excited and jealous that my senior brother was taking advantage of my junior sister.

Perhaps I had a prejudice against my senior brother, and I was disgusted by the idea of my junior sister associating with someone like him. On the other hand, the thought that my junior sister had already fallen for him filled me with a mix of regret and surprise. It meant that although she 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 that a good thing for me?

If before, wanting to hook up with my junior sister was just my own fantasy, now she had become a clear prey that I could take anytime.

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 gathering 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 several older students, we decided to leave. By then, I couldn't wait any longer. We walked out of 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 (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, this amount of alcohol wasn't a big deal for them, but their faces looked flushed.

I drove in 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 for me to [do something to her], 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 a three-kilometer drive away, and we arrived at our destination almost as soon as the car started moving. I stopped the car, my heart breaking. You all know why, right? Yes, it's this junior sister Liu X. She's like a lightbulb, or a wall, cruelly separating Xu Ying and me.

I wish 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 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 good time with Xu Ying. I wondered what Xu Ying thought. But then I 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 the road not far from the hotel entrance, pondering my next move. I decided to contact Xu Ying later to avoid my junior colleague.

Just then, my wife called. I was startled. Although she couldn't possibly know what I was planning to do today, that's the feeling of 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 would be back. I thought for a moment, deciding to postpone it to give myself more precious "time to commit the crime."

I told my wife that I was happy we hadn't seen each other in a long time, and it looked like we'd be singing until around 1 a.m. My wife said "oh," sounding a little annoyed, and told me to go 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 the car, looking at the empty road ahead, suddenly, a familiar face came into view. I looked closer, and it was none other than Brother Zhao X, the one I'd mentioned earlier. Hadn't he left in another brother's car? What was he doing here? I started to wonder, and kept a close eye on him.

Earlier, he had walked straight across the square in front of the 9 p.m. entrance, entered the hotel, and gone inside. Then, I seemed to understand something. I immediately thought of his ambiguous actions with Junior Sister Liu at the karaoke bar. Could it be that they were really hooking up? It seems that Senior Brother is here to go on a date with Junior Sister!

Thinking about this, I was surprisingly excited. 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 hooking up in this budget hotel? Their actions seemed to fuel my own arousal, making my desire even stronger. I couldn't wait to run to Xu Ying's room and have sex with her.

At the same time, I started fantasizing about my junior. This slut was probably having a passionate encounter with her senior right now. Just thinking about it made me incredibly hard; I also craved her body! I didn't know which room she was in. If I did, I'd want to eavesdrop outside her room to satisfy my possessiveness. As I pondered this, twenty minutes had passed since Xu Ying and my junior sister entered the hotel. I figured they were

probably still in their passionate encounter in the room and wouldn't be coming out anytime soon. Xu Ying was probably washing up, still awake. I wondered what that little vixen was thinking. Was she waiting for me to make the first move? Waiting for me to break through that barrier so we could finally rip off the masks we'd been wearing and be completely naked together? I suspected she might be resentful or contemptuous of 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: "Ying, are you asleep?"

After a long silence, just as I was getting impatient, about ten minutes later, Xu Ying finally replied.

She replied, "I just finished showering, what are you doing?" with a shy emoji.

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

It seems this slut Xu Ying has started to act shamelessly, probably impatiently waiting for something. I was already blinded by lust, eager to break the ice and confirm our relationship, so I quickly and boldly replied, "Ah, baby, I love seeing you after you shower. Are you sleepy? If not, come sit for a while, I'll drive you around."

After sending it, I felt like I was waiting for a very long time. In reality, about five minutes passed before Xu Ying replied. I quickly read it, and she had first sent a shy emoji and said, "You rascal, aren't you home yet? Your wife and kids are waiting for you at home, aren't they?!"

I quickly replied, "How can your wife and kids compare to Ying baby's charm? Come on out, my car is parked on the side of the road next to the hotel!"

At the same time, I added a lecherous emoji. Xu Ying replied quickly this time, but she said, "I'm sleepy and going to bed. You should go home now, or XY (my wife's name; she knows my wife, and they're quite familiar with each other, having eaten together in school) will get back at you!"

Seeing her reply, I wasn't disappointed at all; instead, my confidence strengthened. 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 still retain some reserve.

To satisfy her vanity, I had no choice but to send 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 slut 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 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 was about to call her, my eyes lit up. A beautiful young woman with smooth black hair and dressed in black was walking out of the hotel entrance. I looked closely, and it was none other than Xu Ying, whom I had been longing for!

After 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 from the hotel. She clearly recognized me, having just returned in my car. Xu Ying swayed her pert hips, her high breasts prominent, a black bag slung over her right arm, and walked towards me with unhurried steps.

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

Of course, at 11 pm, the roads were nearly deserted, and there were no suspicious acquaintances. When Xu Ying was still more than ten meters away from my car, I immediately got out to greet her. Xu Ying was wearing a sheer, short-sleeved blouse over a thin black camisole. Her fair skin was partially visible above her chest and shoulders; 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 covered by thin black stockings, and she wore black high heels. Seeing this outfit, I was utterly stunned. How can I describe it?

Then, her head was adorned with 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, and her complexion was naturally fair and delicate. Her delicate crescent-shaped eyebrows and subtle eyeshadow made her look sexy, alluring, intelligent, and charming—I couldn't wait to pull her into my arms and assault her. After giving her a full once-over, my eyes fell on Xu Ying's face. She smiled at me with a rosy smile, an expression that seemed to hold a thousand words: joy, teasing, tenderness, and desire. 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 inviting her over for dinner from so far away had left her feeling neglected.

I quickly apologized, saying I'd kept her waiting and that I'd spend the next two days with her. She laughed and said, "Let's see how you behave as the host. If you're not satisfied, we'll buy tickets and take the high-speed rail home in a bit." I replied, "I guarantee you'll be satisfied."

Next, I suggested driving her around, actually wanting to get away as soon as possible, find a secluded spot to confess our feelings, and then we could happily spend time together...

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

In less than the time it takes to smoke a cigarette, we arrived. I drove into the school gate and headed straight for the north side of the school, until I stopped on the road near the north playground, far from the dormitory area. Although the streetlights were on, I parked my car between two streetlights, and with the large trees providing cover, it was quite well hidden.

After I stopped the car, I couldn't wait any longer. I placed my right hand directly on her left thigh. Xu Ying seemed a little surprised at first, but quickly recovered and looked at me seductively. She said, "Let's go for a walk. I want to see the dorm I used to live in."

I cursed inwardly, "You bitch, still pretending to be reserved. We're already here, and you still want to play the sentimental card. I wish I could just have you right here and now. How can I 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 and stared into her eyes. She didn't resist, and I felt I couldn't find her again. Looking at her delicate face and beautiful lips, I unconsciously kissed her. She still didn't refuse, but instead actively responded to me. Our lips were pressed together, and our tongues teased each other, wandering 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 acting up, 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 breast 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 gazing at me intently, 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 caressing 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, haven't you?" She remained silent, still looking at me. I felt it was time to climax; she was probably already soaking wet down there. I hugged her again, frantically caressing her up and down. Although she stopped talking, she was clearly responding to me, her body swaying with my caresses; she was clearly aroused.

So I directly lifted the black cake skirt on her legs and headed straight for her secret place. I touched her genitals; she was wearing pantyhose, the tight fabric blocking my way at the top, but surprisingly, she wasn't wearing underwear. Even through the pantyhose, my hand immediately felt a dampness, indicating her genitals were already secreting fluid.

I touched her genitals up and down, left and right, while my head rubbed between 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 quickly."

Hearing this, I was even more encouraged; she was actually calling 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 anymore, honey, I can't wait." I said, "Okay, honey will satisfy you with my cock right away." To have a better position for the fight, I adjusted the backrest of the passenger seat to the lowest point. At this time, Xu Ying was almost lying on the passenger seat. I couldn't wait to straddle the passenger seat and pressed down on Xu Ying. I felt her soft body. I lifted her skirt up, and that mysterious honey pot area was suddenly presented before my eyes. Although the light was too dim, I could still vaguely see the pubic hair hidden under the stockings.

I then focused my attention on her upper body, frantically lifting her outer layer of lace short-sleeved blouse, revealing a tight black tank top. I pushed the black tank top up above her chest, exposing a pair of large, snow-white breasts partially encased in a black bra. I was extremely excited, first bending down to kiss her passionately. Feeling the bra's obstruction, I tried to pull it down, but the back straps were tightly fastened. Xu Ying then 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 snow-white, high-perched breasts appeared before me. The pink nipples made me irresistibly want to suckle them. I lowered my head again, frantically taking the nipples into my mouth. They were already hard. I thought to myself, Xu Ying is indeed a mature slut now; even her nipples are incredibly hard, showing how strong her desires are.

While playing with Xu Ying's breasts, my pants were still on, but my penis was already hard and fixed on my crotch, indirectly against Xu Ying's genitals. Xu Ying, under the double attack from above and below, had already lost her mind. She twisted her body wildly, her upper body constantly thrusting her breasts upwards, allowing me to kiss them even more fiercely. Her lower body continued to twist, responding to my rock-hard penis. After playing with her breasts for a while, my penis was 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 your husband fuck you, okay?" Xu Ying gave a vague answer, 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 lifted Xu Ying's legs, curling them up, and her mysterious vulva was suddenly right in front of me. Excitedly, I forcefully tore open the crotch of her pantyhose and immediately touched her vulva. I felt a large amount of fluid secreted from her labia; it seemed the slut was completely wet, and her vagina must have been incredibly lubricated.

I was considering whether to use a condom, since I had already prepared one in the car. At this moment, Xu Ying suddenly became more awake and asked to use 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 I didn't need to use one. I promised not to ejaculate inside. She didn't know if that was okay, 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 vagina, it hesitated at the entrance but didn't go in. So I used my right hand to guide my penis to the correct position at the vaginal opening and thrust in. I felt Xu Ying's body shudder, followed by a low moan. Oh...

I felt her pussy was very tight, warmly enveloping my penis. Because it was well-lubricated, it was very slippery, and I inserted my penis completely inside. Our pubic hair had already blended together.

I began to thrust wildly. Because I was worried about being too stimulating and ejaculating too early, I didn't thrust very fast at first, but I always inserted it completely to the bottom.

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

Hearing her moans and 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 slippery, accompanied by distinct gurgling sounds. Her moans only fueled my excitement.

After about three minutes of continuous thrusting, I stopped, leaving my penis inside her.

She clearly hadn't reached orgasm yet, constantly writhing in protest against my continued thrusting. Wanting some relief, I focused my attention on her legs. She had been curled up with her legs spread apart, but as I thrust vigorously, her legs unconsciously wrapped around my waist.

I lifted her black-stockinged legs high above my shoulders, slowly caressing them while continuing to thrust. This position was obviously different from before, and 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 position lasted for about five minutes before I decided to switch back to the previous position and go for a final sprint. Firstly, I was too excited and wanted to bring Xu Ying to orgasm with me as soon as possible; secondly, I was worried about campus security patrolling. Reverting to the original position, I forcefully pressed Xu Ying's legs back, bringing her genitals higher to facilitate my thrusting.

I penetrated again, this time significantly increasing the frequency, attacking at a rate of about three times per second. Xu Ying was immediately overwhelmed by my thrusts, 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..."

Listening to Xu Ying's lewd moans, I continued to maintain the high-speed thrusting. After a while, I finally felt myself coming. I felt that Xu Ying had already orgasmed two or three times. Her body was clearly very tired and weak, and her screams sounded very strained.

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

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 her body. 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 backrest with my hands, looking down at my female classmate whom I had just 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. There are only a few potential targets: my graduate school classmate Xu XX, my junior classmate Liu XX, my single and beautiful neighbor Chai XX from the same community, my female colleague Han XX, and a middle school teacher, Li XX, whom I met through a friend of a friend.

Of these, the most attractive is undoubtedly my beautiful neighbor Chai XX, who would score at least 9.5 out of 10. She has long hair, a perky bottom, a fairly full bust, fair thighs that are neither too thick nor too thin, a height of 165 cm, and a pretty face. Most importantly, she dresses appropriately, neither too sexy nor too dignified.

This beautiful woman, besides being my neighbor, I didn't really have much interaction with her. I helped her with some things and visited her apartment (we lived in the same building but different units), and that's how we got to know each other. We often greeted each other when we met. It seems she doesn't 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 junior classmate, Liu XX. If I were to rate her, I'd say 8.5 out of 10. Looking at her now, she looks very similar to Zhao Liying; she has a pretty good figure and face. Back in school, things were simple. This junior girl had a crush on me and often asked me for help. I was pretty naive then; it was just a normal senior-junior relationship. I never thought about sleeping with her. Besides, 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, she noticed my coldness and stopped paying attention to me.

I won't compare the remaining targets; I'll give them 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: 160 cm Education: Master's Degree Age: Approximately 29 years old Weight: Approximately 40-45 kg 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: A college classmate who works in marketing and is usually very busy and travels a lot for work Appearance: Body: 8/10, bare face: 7/10, clothing: 8/10, makeup: 8/10 (My body and bare face are both good, and with my good clothing and makeup skills, the overall effect is quite good). Xu Ying is 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 professor's tutelage and had fought together. Looking back, graduate school was quite tough.

Until graduation, my relationship with Xu Ying remained a normal classmate relationship; there was nothing ambiguous between us. Indeed, as students, our thoughts and actions were relatively pure. In terms of relationships, if there was no love, there really wouldn't be anything.

However, as a sleazy man, I did have some impure thoughts. For example, at the professor's behest, we often went together from school to other units in the city. We rarely took taxis because it was difficult to get reimbursed, and we were poor students.

So back then, we often took the bus together. As a big guy, I had no problem, but she was a petite girl, so she needed my protection. Sometimes I'd get on first and help her on; other times I'd stand behind her and let her get on first. Once on the bus, it was crowded, and there was nowhere to stand. If she couldn't stand steadily and there was nowhere to hold on, I had to look after her.

In that case, physical contact was inevitable. Pulling her arm, supporting her shoulder, bending her waist, bumping her butt—sometimes even when she was standing in front of me, our butts would inevitably touch in front of my crotch. And twice, I accidentally touched her chest.

Of course, all the physical contact mentioned above occurred naturally under special circumstances. At the time, I was too inexperienced to take advantage of these opportunities or even pursue anything further. Xu Ying also seemed to have never been too averse to these physical contacts. Looking back now, it's hard to say whether she was oblivious or deliberately ignored them. 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 that Xu Ying has really changed significantly from her first to third year of graduate school. When I first met her in my first year of graduate school, she still had the image of a pure and innocent college student, dressing in a student-like style. By her third year, haha, she had transformed into a sexy goddess. She would meticulously style her hair, and her subtle makeup was striking. Her eyebrows and eyes, adorned with colored contacts, seemed to speak volumes. The summer she graduated, a midi skirt and stockings were her signature outfit. In terms of figure, she had a slightly perky bottom, a bust between a B and C cup, and a pair of fair and slender legs. Most importantly, she had relatively straight legs with a pronounced S-shaped curve.

We have a few individual photos from graduation that I still have. Since we were going our separate ways after graduation, I guess there are fewer of them now. Two of them are of us with my arm around her shoulder; that was the first time I openly interacted with her. After graduation, she and her boyfriend, who is now my husband, went back to their hometown to develop their careers, while my girlfriend and I, who is now my wife, stayed in the city where our university was located (as I mentioned in a previous post). We've kept in touch since graduation, catching up two or three times a year, whether there's a specific 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, due to my dedicated self-cultivation, I was no longer the innocent boy I used to be. Xu Ying also changed, becoming more charming, mature, and alluring.

My contact and interactions with Xu Ying also carried a hint of wickedness. She was my WeChat friend, and it seemed that in the four years since graduation, she had become increasingly open in the last two years. She would often take selfies, beautify them, and post them on her WeChat Moments. Some of the photos looked so sexy they made

people drool. In May 2015, she and her husband were getting married, and their wedding photos, posted on WeChat Moments, immediately caught my eye. While makeup and post-production retouching are indeed common in wedding photography, everyone's natural features are different. Xu Ying's wedding photos were stunning, leaving me completely amazed. Her wedding photos in a gown were also incredibly beautiful, and I immediately wanted to win her over. However, at the time, I was deeply involved with my wife's best friend, Yu Ting.

After her marriage, I contacted Xu Ying more and more frequently, partly because 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 all over the country, meaning they saw each other very little, spending about half the year away from home. When she told me all this, I seemed to grasp more of the situation. After all, she was a newlywed, and enduring this kind of torment was quite distressing, given her undeniable physical needs. I even started fantasizing about how desperate she was, wondering if she might 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 ago.

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 that I can win her over.

Since this spring, due to Yu Ting's growing distance, I've turned my attention to Xu Ying and the other candidates mentioned earlier. I won't go into details about my contact with the others. Regarding Xu Ying, although we live in different places, the fact that her husband frequently travels for work gives me a better chance. So, I started to probe. I'm a bit of a hypocrite; I'm not too casual, and I wouldn't directly bring up sexual topics—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 offend or upset her. Later, I became bolder. Once, in 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 my wife saw it! 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 came. It's graduation season again, and two of our advisor's graduate students are graduating soon. About three weeks ago, a junior classmate of mine, who is still a student, announced in the entire faculty's WeChat group that our professor was hosting a reunion on the evening of June 4th (Saturday). Basically, it's a dinner party he's treating everyone to; current students will definitely go, and those who have graduated and are free should also attend—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, she didn't express her opinion in the WeChat group this time, tacitly acknowledging she wouldn't be coming. So I quickly tried to persuade her, immediately messaging her on WeChat to ask if she was coming. She said traveling back and forth was too tiring, and she had to work on Monday, so she was still hesitant.

I thought to myself, since there wasn't a real scheduling conflict, this meant there was a chance. I started wooing her, telling her how beautiful her juniors were and how much her advisor missed her, and how after four years, she should come 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 thrilled. What did this mean? It meant the opportunity had arrived, and did it also mean that Xu Ying had realized my intentions and taken the initiative?

I thought, we're both married and mature people, these things shouldn't be hard for her to understand. Since she came, she should be prepared to be taken advantage of. Time passed slowly, and finally it was June 4th. That day, I stayed home with my wife and kids, so I couldn't be there for Xu Ying and didn't pick her up from the station. Actually, I shouldn't have been so eager, 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. I showered her with concern, and she was quite enthusiastic, even half-jokingly saying that she hadn't come to pick me up, implying that she only cared about her wife and kids. 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 and her junior (the one I mentioned earlier whom I considered my prey) were staying at the same hotel (a chain budget hotel). Xu Ying was staying on the fourth floor, and her junior was staying on the third. I then realized I had overlooked another target—my dear junior. I sent her a WeChat message to say hello, and she replied politely shortly after.

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 because of my wife's interference, I deliberately kept her cold. 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 remains indifferent. After graduation, I discovered that a female celebrity named Zhao Liying had become famous, and this junior classmate looked remarkably like her. Judging from her social media posts, she had become more mature and alluring, making me regret my past actions. Should I have secretly pursued her behind my wife's back? But then again, that's not right. What if she really developed feelings for me? That would be troublesome. However, I admit that I didn't know much about her before or now. I don't know her current situation, whether she's conservative or open about relationships. Time passed slowly. Finally, around 5 PM, my wife and I said goodbye and drove to the dinner location, a hotel near our school. Our teacher is a regular there.

Around 5:30, I arrived at the hotel room. My fellow students were already waiting, and Xu Ying and her roommate from the same hotel had also arrived. When I saw Xu Ying, the moment our eyes met, it was like lovers reuniting after a long separation. 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; with other people present, it wasn't appropriate to say anything too intimate.

After that, everyone started exchanging pleasantries. Xu Ying was wearing a pink, fitted dress. 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 the knee. She wore nude stockings and white high heels.

I observed Xu Ying; overall, the dress accentuated her bust perfectly, and the waist was beautifully cinched, giving her a slender waist. Her legs, encased in 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 appropriate for a gathering with teachers present. I couldn't help but feel a little attracted to her. When I arrived, my junior colleague was chatting with Xu Ying, they seemed very close. When my junior colleague 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-neck was perfectly positioned, just above her breasts, as if any 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 brothers and three senior sisters arrived. One of them was from the previous year and was one of the main supporting characters today. The other senior brother was three years older than me, and I didn't know him very well.

Let's talk about this senior brother from the previous year, Zhao X. I didn't have a very good impression of him. After two years of being classmates, I think he is a rather cunning person. Firstly, he is greedy for money, and secondly, he is lecherous. The former was manifested in his embezzlement of the subsidies the teacher gave to us students, while the latter was evident in his daily life. When I was in school, I noticed that this senior student, Zhao X, was unusually excited about beautiful women, often trying to strike up conversations, and sometimes it even seemed like he was deliberately causing trouble. He frequently made unwanted advances towards his female classmates (including Xu Ying and my junior classmate Liu X), seemingly taking advantage of them, and most importantly, he always seemed to have a lecherous look in his eyes. However, this senior student Zhao X already had a girlfriend; he got married when I was in my third year of graduate school, and his wife was quite attractive. Around six o'clock, our teacher finally arrived. The atmosphere was wonderful; the teacher was very happy, clearly in a good mood, and seeing us, his former graduates, again filled the room. He chatted and laughed, and everyone at the table was very cheerful. However, it was a little regrettable that our teacher doesn't drink alcohol due to health reasons, so whenever we dine with him, everyone at the table, male and female, usually focuses on 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 there wasn't much conversation between us; we mostly just followed the teacher's lead. However, she probably sensed my frequent glances at her, and she didn't back down. In several eye contact moments, I could sense a hint of flirtation.

I felt that after the experience of graduating four years later, Xu Ying had become more open and relaxed in her speech, making more jokes and lighthearted remarks.

In addition, I can't get over my junior classmate Liu X. I often look at her and watch her every smile and frown. She is becoming more and more mature and womanly. Although she is still pursuing her doctorate, I always feel that she is very different from when she was doing her master's degree.

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, 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 drinks, and we sang and drank, becoming more and more relaxed. The men and women also started to let loose, singing and joking around, raising their glasses in celebration.

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 suggest she drink beer. She could drink beer too, but because I was driving, I only had a beverage. I sat down next to Xu Ying, and amidst the noise of the private room, we reminisced and sang songs from time to time.

I was sitting right next 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 directly embracing her and falling onto the sofa, but my rationality as a social being clearly prevailed.

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

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

Then, he was to her left, and after a while, he actually put his right hand on her waist from behind, and they continued chatting and laughing. After placing his hand on her waist for about ten seconds, he moved it down a bit to her buttocks. I observed my junior sister's expression; she seemed quite natural, even excited, showing no sign of displeasure at my senior brother's actions. Of course, I only noticed these actions by stealing glances from time to time; others, including Xu Ying, probably didn't notice.

Later, I saw my senior brother's hand still wandering over my junior sister's body, sometimes putting his arm around her shoulder, sometimes gently stroking her back. However, it seemed that no one else noticed this except me. On one hand, I witnessed my senior brother's behavior, revealing his lecherous nature. However, what puzzled me was that his interactions with my junior sister seemed unusual. I secretly wondered if these two were getting together.

On the other hand, my senior'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 could feel 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 move away. We continued drinking and chatting. I was incredibly excited, but I didn't do anything as inappropriate as my senior had. After all, I'm easily embarrassed, and even if Xu Ying was fine, I was always afraid that others would notice. Of course, it was a group activity, and Xu Ying and I didn't always sit together. I also sang along with other senior and junior students.

The senior and junior weren't always together. 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 on 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 didn't seem to have any special relationship with the senior 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 me, 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 later proven correct. My heart was filled with mixed feelings. I was both excited and jealous that my senior brother was taking advantage of my junior sister.

Perhaps I had a prejudice against my senior brother, and I was disgusted by the idea of my junior sister associating with someone like him. On the other hand, the thought that my junior sister had already fallen for him filled me with a mix of regret and surprise. It meant that although she 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 that a good thing for me?

If before, wanting to hook up with my junior sister was just my own fantasy, now she had become a clear prey that I could take anytime.

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 gathering 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 several older students, we decided to leave. By then, I couldn't wait any longer. We walked out of 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 (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, this amount of alcohol wasn't a big deal for them, but their faces looked flushed.

I drove in 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 for me to [do something to her], 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 a three-kilometer drive away, and we arrived at our destination almost as soon as the car started moving. I stopped the car, my heart breaking. You all know why, right? Yes, it's this junior sister Liu X. She's like a lightbulb, or a wall, cruelly separating Xu Ying and me.

I wish 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 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 good time with Xu Ying. I wondered what Xu Ying thought. But then I 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 the road not far from the hotel entrance, pondering my next move. I decided to contact Xu Ying later to avoid my junior colleague.

Just then, my wife called. I was startled. Although she couldn't possibly know what I was planning to do today, that's the feeling of 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 would be back. I thought for a moment, deciding to postpone it to give myself more precious "time to commit the crime."

I told my wife that I was happy we hadn't seen each other in a long time, 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 go home early. I readily agreed and told 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 or so. As I smoked and gazed at the empty road ahead, a familiar face suddenly came into view. Looking closer, I realized it was none other than the senior student I'd mentioned earlier, Zhao X. 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 nine o'clock entrance, entered the hotel, and gone inside. Then, it dawned on me—I immediately recalled his ambiguous actions with junior student Liu X at the karaoke bar. Could they really be hooking up? It seemed he was here on a date with junior student Liu X!

Thinking about this, I was surprisingly excited. 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 hooking up in this budget hotel? Their actions seemed to fuel my own arousal, making my desire even stronger. I couldn't wait to run to Xu Ying's room and have sex with her.

At the same time, I started fantasizing about my junior. This slut was probably having a passionate encounter with her senior right now. Just thinking about it made me incredibly hard; I also craved her body! I didn't know which room she was in. If I did, I'd want to eavesdrop outside her room to satisfy my possessiveness. As I pondered this, twenty minutes had passed since Xu Ying and my junior sister entered the hotel. I figured they were

probably still in their passionate encounter in the room and wouldn't be coming out anytime soon. Xu Ying was probably washing up, still awake. I wondered what that little vixen was thinking. Was she waiting for me to make the first move? Waiting for me to break through that barrier so we could finally rip off the masks we'd been wearing and be completely naked together? I suspected she might be resentful or contemptuous of 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: "Ying, are you asleep?"

After a long silence, just as I was getting impatient, about ten minutes later, Xu Ying finally replied.

She replied, "I just finished showering, what are you doing?" with a shy emoji.

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

It seems this slut Xu Ying has started to act shamelessly, probably impatiently waiting for something. I was already blinded by lust, eager to break the ice and confirm our relationship, so I quickly and boldly replied, "Ah, baby, I love seeing you after you shower. Are you sleepy? If not, come sit for a while, I'll drive you around."

After sending it, I felt like I was waiting for a very long time. In reality, about five minutes passed before Xu Ying replied. I quickly read it, and she had first sent a shy emoji and said, "You rascal, aren't you home yet? Your wife and kids are waiting for you at home, aren't they?!"

I quickly replied, "How can your wife and kids compare to Ying baby's charm? Come on out, my car is parked on the side of the road next to the hotel!"

At the same time, I added a lecherous emoji. Xu Ying replied quickly this time, but she said, "I'm sleepy and going to bed. You should go home now, or XY (my wife's name; she knows my wife, and they're quite familiar with each other, having eaten together in school) will get back at you!"

Seeing her reply, I wasn't disappointed at all; instead, my confidence strengthened. 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 still retain some reserve.

To satisfy her vanity, I had no choice but to send 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 slut 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 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 was about to call her, my eyes lit up. A beautiful young woman with smooth black hair and dressed in black was walking out of the hotel entrance. I looked closely, and it was none other than Xu Ying, whom I had been longing for!

After 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 from the hotel. She clearly recognized me, having just returned in my car. Xu Ying swayed her pert hips, her high breasts prominent, a black bag slung over her right arm, and walked towards me with unhurried steps.

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

Of course, at 11 pm, the roads were nearly deserted, and there were no suspicious acquaintances. When Xu Ying was still more than ten meters away from my car, I immediately got out to greet her. Xu Ying was wearing a sheer, short-sleeved blouse over a thin black camisole. Her fair skin was partially visible above her chest and shoulders; 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 covered by thin black stockings, and she wore black high heels. Seeing this outfit, I was utterly stunned. How can I describe it?

Then, her head was adorned with 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, and her complexion was naturally fair and delicate. Her delicate crescent-shaped eyebrows and subtle eyeshadow made her look sexy, alluring, intelligent, and charming—I couldn't wait to pull her into my arms and assault her. After giving her a full once-over, my eyes fell on Xu Ying's face. She smiled at me with a rosy smile, an expression that seemed to hold a thousand words: joy, teasing, tenderness, and desire. 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 inviting her over for dinner from so far away had left her feeling neglected.

I quickly apologized, saying I'd kept her waiting and that I'd spend the next two days with her. She laughed and said, "Let's see how you behave as the host. If you're not satisfied, we'll buy tickets and take the high-speed rail home in a bit." I replied, "I guarantee you'll be satisfied."

Next, I suggested driving her around, actually wanting to get away as soon as possible, find a secluded spot to confess our feelings, and then we could happily spend time together...

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

In less than the time it takes to smoke a cigarette, we arrived. I drove into the school gate and headed straight for the north side of the school, until I stopped on the road near the north playground, far from the dormitory area. Although the streetlights were on, I parked my car between two streetlights, and with the large trees providing cover, it was quite well hidden.

After I stopped the car, I couldn't wait any longer and put my right hand on her left thigh. Xu Ying was a little surprised at first, but she quickly came to her senses and looked at me charmingly. She 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 this far, and you still want 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 held her close, staring into her eyes. She didn't resist. I felt I couldn't resist anymore. 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.

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 acting up, 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 breast 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 gazing at me intently, 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 caressing 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, haven't you?" She remained silent, still looking at me. I felt it was time to climax; she was probably already soaking wet down there. I hugged her again, frantically caressing her up and down. Although she stopped talking, she was clearly responding to me, her body swaying with my caresses; she was clearly aroused.

So I directly lifted the black cake skirt on her legs and headed straight for her secret place. I touched her genitals; she was wearing pantyhose, the tight fabric blocking my way at the top, but surprisingly, she wasn't wearing underwear. Even through the pantyhose, my hand immediately felt a dampness, indicating her genitals were already secreting fluid.

I touched her genitals up and down, left and right, while my head rubbed between 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 quickly."

Hearing this, I was even more encouraged; she was actually calling 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 anymore, honey, I can't wait." I said, "Okay, honey will satisfy you with my cock right away." To have a better position for the fight, I adjusted the backrest of the passenger seat to the lowest point. At this time, Xu Ying was almost lying on the passenger seat. I couldn't wait to straddle the passenger seat and pressed down on Xu Ying. I felt her soft body. I lifted her skirt up, and that mysterious honey pot area was suddenly presented before my eyes. Although the light was too dim, I could still vaguely see the pubic hair hidden under the stockings.

I then focused my attention on her upper body, frantically lifting her outer layer of lace short-sleeved blouse, revealing a tight black tank top. I pushed the black tank top up above her chest, exposing a pair of large, snow-white breasts partially encased in a black bra. I was extremely excited, first bending down to kiss her passionately. Feeling the bra's obstruction, I tried to pull it down, but the back straps were tightly fastened. Xu Ying then 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 snow-white, high-perched breasts appeared before me. The pink nipples made me irresistibly want to suckle them. I lowered my head again, frantically taking the nipples into my mouth. They were already hard. I thought to myself, Xu Ying is indeed a mature slut now; even her nipples are incredibly hard, showing how strong her desires are.

While playing with Xu Ying's breasts, my pants were still on, but my penis was already hard and fixed on my crotch, indirectly against Xu Ying's genitals. Xu Ying, under the double attack from above and below, had already lost her mind. She twisted her body wildly, her upper body constantly thrusting her breasts upwards, allowing me to kiss them even more fiercely. Her lower body continued to twist, responding to my rock-hard penis. After playing with her breasts for a while, my penis was 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 your husband fuck you, okay?" Xu Ying gave a vague answer, 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 lifted Xu Ying's legs, curling them up, and her mysterious vulva was suddenly right in front of me. Excitedly, I forcefully tore open the crotch of her pantyhose and immediately touched her vulva. I felt a large amount of fluid secreted from her labia; it seemed the slut was completely wet, and her vagina must have been incredibly lubricated.

I was considering whether to use a condom, since I had already prepared one in the car. At this moment, Xu Ying suddenly became more awake and asked to use 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 I didn't need to use one. I promised not to ejaculate inside. She didn't know if that was okay, 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 vagina, it hesitated at the entrance but didn't go in. So I used my right hand to guide my penis to the correct position at the vaginal opening and thrust in. I felt Xu Ying's body shudder, followed by a low moan. Oh...

I felt her pussy was very tight, warmly enveloping my penis. Because it was well-lubricated, it was very slippery, and I inserted my penis completely inside. Our pubic hair had already blended together.

I began to thrust wildly. Because I was worried about being too stimulating and ejaculating too early, I didn't thrust very fast at first, but I always inserted it completely to the bottom.

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

Hearing her moans and 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 slippery, accompanied by distinct gurgling sounds. Her moans only fueled my excitement.

After about three minutes of continuous thrusting, I stopped, leaving my penis inside her.

She clearly hadn't reached orgasm yet, constantly writhing in protest against my continued thrusting. Wanting some relief, I focused my attention on her legs. She had been curled up with her legs spread apart, but as I thrust vigorously, her legs unconsciously wrapped around my waist.

I lifted her black-stockinged legs high above my shoulders, slowly caressing them while continuing to thrust. This position was obviously different from before, and 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 position lasted for about five minutes before I decided to switch back to the previous position and go for a final sprint. Firstly, I was too excited and wanted to bring Xu Ying to orgasm with me as soon as possible; secondly, I was worried about campus security patrolling. Reverting to the original position, I forcefully pressed Xu Ying's legs back, bringing her genitals higher to facilitate my thrusting.

I penetrated again, this time significantly increasing the frequency, attacking at a rate of about three times per second. Xu Ying was immediately overwhelmed by my thrusts, 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..."

Listening to Xu Ying's lewd moans, I continued to maintain the high-speed thrusting. After a while, I finally felt myself coming. I felt that Xu Ying had already orgasmed two or three times. Her body was clearly very tired and weak, and her screams sounded very 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 a final, frantic thrust, not intending to ejaculate outside her. Xu Ying, in the throes of orgasm, had clearly 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 the second, and the third. I positioned my penis deep inside Xu Ying's vagina, remaining still. With a few more tremors, the remaining small streams of semen shot inside. Exhausted, I collapsed onto the backrest, bracing myself with my hands, looking down at my classmate who had just been fucked to the point of ecstasy. A blissful sense of accomplishment welled up within me.

[The End]

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