A romantic encounter while repairing a computer

I'm a computer technician; my job is to assemble computers, install operating systems, and provide after-sales service. Let me recall what happened that day: It was around 3 PM in August. I had just finished installing a system at a customer's house and was resting at the shop.
Then the manager said to me, "Xiao Zhang, come on, I'll take you to a customer's house. Her computer has a problem. Xiao Li was supposed to go, but he took the afternoon off." After saying that, I grabbed my tools and we took a taxi to the customer's house. When we arrived, I saw a woman washing her hair with her head down.
The manager said, "It's yours, Xiao Zhang. Ask her if you have any problems. I'll go back now." Then I turned around and looked at her rented, simple room: a bed, a computer on a desk next to the bed, and a TV at the foot of the bed. "It seems she can't connect to the internet," she told me. I looked at her; she was wearing a pink tank top and a purple miniskirt,
with delicate features, cherry lips, an oval face, and flowing hair—she was absolutely stunning. Then I started fiddling with the computer, but I ended up sitting down next to her (I was sitting on the bed), while she was watching a TV series. If I turned my head even slightly, I could see her breasts. She wasn't wearing a bra, and they were really firm and round, absolutely arousing me. My mind was a jumble of thoughts, constantly thinking about sneaking peeks at her breasts. I still couldn't get the computer working.
It was just an extra router, after all, but I couldn't connect. I asked her for her internet account and password, but nothing worked. Had I really been bewitched by her? Before I knew it, it was past six o'clock, time to leave work, and I still hadn't gotten it fixed. How was I going to explain this? Just then, she suddenly said, "What do you like to eat? Let's eat here tonight." Ah, I've never eaten at a client's house before, but she insisted, saying, "You stay here, I'll go out and buy some groceries."
She came back around seven o'clock with peanuts, chicken wings, cucumber salad, sausages, and even four bottles of ice-cold beer. I asked her what she was doing, and she said she
was rewarding me after a long afternoon of work, adding that she could only manage half a bottle with me. "Then why did you buy so much? Who's going to drink it all?" she replied. So we chatted, ate, and drank. Before I knew it, I'd finished three bottles and poured one down her throat too. Surprisingly, she couldn't hold her liquor; after just one bottle, her face was flushed, and she said she felt dizzy. Then she collapsed onto the bed. Oh my, she was so tempting! Her legs were facing me, even parted, revealing a pink, lace-trimmed panty. And her legs—they were absolutely gorgeous, long and shapely, with a
perfect balance of slenderness and curves. I wondered if she was trying to seduce me. Emboldened by the alcohol, I locked the door, drew the curtains, and rushed to her side, embracing her. She smelled so good, the scent of a woman, a feeling of happiness beyond words. Suddenly, she exclaimed in surprise, "What are you doing? I told her I like you, you remind me of my ex-girlfriend!" (She couldn't lie or make up excuses). She shook her head and said, "Do you do this to every girl? Absolutely not, I swear I've never done it before, you're the first." Unexpectedly, she was quite experienced, and started kissing me,
sticking her tongue into my mouth and stirring it vigorously, while unbuttoning my shirt. I took the opportunity to unbutton her tank top and pull down her miniskirt. What a beautiful body! Her skin was slightly dark, symbolizing health and sexiness. She took off my pants too, then hugged me, pressed herself against me, and rubbed against me. She rubbed her nipples against my chest; they were hard, already turning dark, firm and erect. She also rubbed her pubic hair against my penis, occasionally touching it with her hand, as if teasing me. I also stroked her back,
slowly sliding down, touching her round and perky buttocks, and then following the cleft of her buttocks to her vulva. Ah, it was already wet and slippery. She quickly moved aside and took my hand to her breasts, saying she liked having her breasts touched. Sure enough, they were incredibly firm and felt wonderful; one hand could easily grasp them completely. I gently pinched her nipple, and she moaned softly. That sound was so seductive. I couldn't take it anymore; I wanted to penetrate her. I asked her if we weren't going to use a condom. She said, "Of course!" Then she took an ultra-thin one from the sheet,
bit it open with her teeth, and put it on me. She then rolled over and laid me on top of her, holding my fourteen-inch penis and inserting it into her vagina. "Ah!" she cried out. It went in easily, but it was very tight; her vagina was so wet and warm. Finally, I felt at home! I pulled my penis out, almost exposing it, and then thrust it in hard.
She moaned again. She really was a slut; her moans were so beautiful. I held her breasts with both hands, kneading and playing with her nipples, feeling waves of fluid flowing from her lower body. My inner thighs and pubic hair were all wet. I felt like she had an orgasm, so fast! I thrust harder, pumping in and out over 30 times. She said, "Why aren't you coming yet? You're killing me!" Haha, I really wanted to kill you, you slut! I said, "Why don't you just give me a blowjob? You're so wet down there, and I'm wearing a condom, I

can't ejaculate." She reluctantly said it was dirty. I said, "If you won't do it, I'll just fuck you harder." Then came more high-energy thrusting, her little ass constantly moving in and out towards me. I thrust harder, she met my thrusts. After a while, she stopped moving, and I felt like my penis was being sucked in. Her vagina was contracting, squeezing and clenching—it felt so good! I told her I wanted to ejaculate,

and she hummed in agreement. I thrust in and out forcefully more than twenty times, and ah, I ejaculated, a lot, I felt like it was about to spill out. After I pulled out, she helped me remove the condom. Holy crap, there was almost half a bag of milky white fluid. My offspring were thus extinguished. Unexpectedly, she lowered her head and gently touched my penis with her lips, saying, "So cute."
I was flattered. She said, "It's getting dark, you should go home." I checked the time, almost ten o'clock. If I didn't have to work tomorrow, I really wanted to spend the night with her, to be a seven-times-a-night man. Then I got dressed, hugged her, and said goodbye. I slept with her many more times afterward, but that's another story. I also learned a lot about her; at 22, she was in her prime.
The next day, I told Xiao Li about it, and he said, "Holy crap, no way! I was supposed to go, but you got the better deal. You're really something, kid." I smiled smugly. Let's not dwell on that .
It's a true story, not some far-fetched tale. The first time I repaired a computer, I ended up in bed with the customer. And what's even more outrageous is that later, while still repairing computers, I had affairs with two other girls, and we booked hotel rooms multiple times. But that's a story for another time. This is the first time I've typed so much manually, I'm just in a good mood writing about my personal experience, just for fun! I do have a girlfriend, so don't go spreading rumors!
(The End)

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