When we finished making love at her house

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I spent almost a year at that computer company, using after-sales service as an excuse
to go there four or five times a month. After-sales service for branded computers is supposed to be responsible to customers, haha. Plus,
the after-sales service management wasn't great back then. The company advertised that they'd provide on-site service for both hardware and software
issues , which was a bargain for me. I managed to balance work and a fling. During that time, her
son also became quite familiar with me and often asked me for advice.
The first time I met her son, he called me "uncle." My first thought
was, " Am I that old?" Later, after his mother corrected me, I changed my address to "brother." Because it was the first time
someone called me "uncle," I still often joke about it when we meet. In the second year we met
, in July, her son graduated from elementary school and was home for summer vacation. I often went over. But it was always her
son who called, asking me to come over for advice. Although I couldn't have sex with her, who would
pass up a chance to slack off at work? Watching her walk around the house in her pajamas,
unable to a bit frustrating. But seeing her son playing games like crazy next to her, I decided to bear with it.
I hadn't even settled into my seat at work when the technical department supervisor told me that xxx had called again saying
there was a problem with their phone and wanted me to come over. He then added, "What kind of customer is so annoying? If every
customer was like them, we'd be exhausted." I chuckled inwardly, because everyone knows about last year's
internet outages, where several people were complained about and it took three or four days to resolve. I called back, guessing
it was her son installing too many pirated games, causing the computer to crash. Once, my C drive only had 10MB
of space —no wonder it crashed! She answered the phone, asked a few casual questions, and we arranged to meet in the afternoon
. When I arrived at her house, my clothes were soaked with sweat. The bus was packed, and it was unbearably hot.
Back then, air-conditioned buses weren't common. When I entered her house, she was wearing a loose
t-shirt and her hair was wet and tied up. Her breasts were faintly visible, indicating she had just finished showering. I put down my bag and, noticing
her son wasn't there, asked, "Where's Xiaojun?" She said he went to her grandmother's house and wouldn't
be back . I immediately rushed over and hugged her, my erection pressing firmly against her. She pushed me away, saying, "You're all sweaty, let's go inside and cool off in the air conditioning." We went into the bedroom, turned on the computer, and casually unplugged the phone from
the wall socket , plugging it into the computer to browse the internet. She came over and sat next to me. My hands were already inside, one hand already fondling her breasts. She hadn't been wearing a bra after showering , and her body had a faint fragrance. Her nipples were large, almost like ripe grapes when erect, but her breasts were very firm, unlike some sagging breasts found in older women. She was wearing black lace panties. She asked if I had eaten, and said she was incredibly aroused today. Yesterday, her family saw a fabric item they liked at the decoration market and paid for it. They said it would be delivered this morning, but after waiting for ages, no one showed up. She called and yelled at the shop owner, who said it would definitely be delivered today. "I'll call you when it's delivered," I casually said, adding that it was hot and the delivery guy had a hard time. The sweat had dried, and she sat on my lap, straddling it , feeding me something I couldn't identify—hawthorn berries. At that point, I had no appetite ; my penis was already erect, pressing against her thigh. I put down the mouse and started caressing her breasts, one hand already reaching down to her genitals. She pushed me away, saying it was dirty and I needed to take a shower. In no time, I'd stripped off all my clothes, my penis fully erect . She gently patted my erection and said, "Go take a shower." After quickly showering and drying myself, I returned to the bedroom. She was already off her t-shirt, lying on the bed watching TV. I eagerly got into bed. She pulled one of my hands over to use as a pillow, saying, "Let's watch some TV." I had no interest in watching TV. My right hand was her pillow, but my left wasn't idle; I was playing with her breasts , my mouth already nibbling on another nipple. I gently nibbled at her nipple, while my other hand brazenly squeezed her breast, my penis rubbing against her waist. Soon, my mouth moved downwards, kissing every part of her body. My hand was already off her, and she picked up the remote, turning the TV volume down. My mouth was gently kissing her lace panties, feeling the warmth emanating from them. She lifted her buttocks slightly, and I gently pulled down her panties. Her vulva was plump, resembling a clam, white and tender. Her labia majora were slightly dark, already glistening with vaginal fluid. I gently touched her labia majora with the tip of my tongue. Her vulva had no odor whatsoever. She had just showered, leaving a fresh, sweet scent and glistening with moisture. It was intoxicating. I gently caressed her clitoris with my hands, my mouth alternating between playing with her labia majora. Occasionally, I would slip my tongue into her vagina. My mouth was full of her vaginal fluid, and her legs involuntarily parted. Her hands also lightly gripped the bed. Over the years, I hadn't tried 69, doggy style, anal sex, or anything like that with her; we'd basically stuck to the most basic sexual positions. She seemed like a traditional woman . Soon, her hands gripped my hair, and her body was already experiencing a mild orgasm. She didn't get up, and I knew it was time to go in. I pressed myself against her, kissing her, our saliva mingling with her vaginal fluid, our tongues teasing each other. She grasped my penis with one hand and guided it down . It was so slippery, it practically slid in. She spread her legs, and I slowly began to thrust . It was very hot inside. Because we weren't wearing a condom, she was squeezing me very tightly, and my glans felt a little hot. During the initial, shallow thrusts, my penis slipped out. I didn't immediately put it back in, wanting to cool it down first, so I rubbed it haphazardly against her labia . She couldn't resist any longer, grasping my penis and immediately pushing it in. She said, "Stop playing around, go in already." I increased the speed of my thrusts. Soon she cried out, "Hurry up, I'm coming!" and hugged my waist, as if not allowing my penis to escape again. After a frantic thrusting for over ten seconds, I was still thrusting as I ejaculated. At this point, I could feel her vagina contracting and relaxing. After ejaculating, my penis remained inside her vagina, feeling the kneading of her vaginal muscles. Then she opened her eyes, hugged me tightly, and gave me a deep kiss. Everything was unspoken. After cleaning up, she got up and took out the toilet paper and wiped herself...

The toilet paper with semen was thrown into the outside trash can. We lay in bed together again watching TV. After
a few minutes , I thought I heard the doorbell ring, and my heart tightened instantly… Because
the bedroom door was closed, I couldn't hear very clearly. In a trembling voice, I asked her, "Is someone ringing
your doorbell?" She listened carefully for a moment and said, "I think so." She put on her t-shirt and went out. She closed
the door and told me not to panic and to continue sleeping in bed. She said it might be someone delivering the drugs.
My heart sank. At that moment, a thousand thoughts raced through my mind: what if her husband
came home? How would I face him? What would happen?
What At that moment, I was practically praying to God and Buddha for protection. I
grabbed the clothes that were lying on the floor as fast as I could. I felt uneasy but resigned to my fate. After a while,
I heard her say outside, "Okay, just put the things here." Only then did my heart slowly calm down. My heart rate
slowly
decreased from over 140… A moment later, she came in and saw that I was already dressed and sitting at the computer. She smiled at me, a smile whose meaning I couldn't quite decipher… She came in to get
money to pay the deliveryman. A little while later, I heard a man's voice say, "Could I make a phone call?
When the delivery came, the boss couldn't get through to you. I want to call back and tell him
the delivery was delivered, but I delivered it to another customer." Only then did I realize the phone line was still connected to the computer
.
After a while, Yun finally agreed and led him into the room. I immediately
unplugged the phone line from the computer and plugged it into the wall outlet. The deliveryman looked at me, then at
her. He picked up the phone and spoke for a while. As he left, he turned back and smiled at me… At that moment, I
didn't care whether his smile was mocking or envious. I only knew that God and Buddha were truly protecting
me. (Not long after, when we talked about it, she still jokingly called me
a cowardly little thing who liked to sneak food but was terribly afraid. She said she knew it was someone offering sex, so she wasn't flustered. Haha,
I think anyone would have felt the same way. How would I know where her husband was on his business trip
, how long he'd be gone, how close her son's maternal grandmother's house was, or when he'd be back...?) This was the most heart-pounding, embarrassing, and sexually pleasurable time I'd ever had with her in all the years I
'd known her.
Years have passed, and thinking about it still gets me excited...
What if it had been her husband instead...? Truly, youth is carefree, but when the time comes, worries pile up. [End of article]
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