A true story with a divorced woman

Let me introduce myself first. I'm a 23-year-old senior majoring in Computer Science at XX University. The story begins at Fengyu Restaurant, located downstairs from my apartment. That's where I met her. She lives on the 5th floor, and I live on the 4th. Every morning, she and her daughter would go to that restaurant for breakfast, and so did I. Since I didn't have to pay, the bills were deposited into my parents' account, and they would settle the bill.

In my memory, she loved wearing high heels. I often saw her wearing different colored high heels paired with long stockings. The stockings made her long, slender legs look especially beautiful, and those legs were what attracted me the most. She was 167cm tall, with long, flowing hair. She seemed like a woman who loved beauty, and she always seemed to wear lipstick, her lips always looking red and plump, giving her a very sexy look.

Because I often ate breakfast at that restaurant, I naturally had many opportunities to run into her. She comes down for breakfast around 7 a.m. every day, and I naturally choose to come down at the same time, just to see her and catch a glimpse of her. She has a daughter who looks about 4 or 5 years old, and she seems to be around 28 or 30.

We always eat breakfast at the same restaurant at the same time, which naturally increases my chances. I'm younger than her, and she's a married woman, but I've never seen her husband; it's always just her and her daughter. I can't just go up to her and tell her I like her and want to have sex with her; people would think I'm crazy.

I've often thought about her while masturbating, which makes me incredibly excited. There's a saying that you have to wait for an opportunity; you have to be patient. I followed this strategy, waiting for my chance. Every time I eat breakfast, I deliberately sit opposite her so I can see her clearly, and she can see me too.

Perhaps because I often look at her, she noticed; (generally, beautiful women are very sensitive and can detect if a man is watching them). She glanced at me, and I felt too embarrassed to keep staring at her.

I knew waiting like this wasn't going to work, and I had no chance to talk to her. I could only secretly watch her, and I was getting increasingly frustrated. I thought if this continued, I'd go crazy; maybe even someone with my college degree and basic education could do something like rape. But perseverance pays off. One day at dinner, I overheard my parents talking about a woman. Listening closely, it sounded like the auntie downstairs. I learned about her from my parents: she had recently moved in, she was married, and divorced, but I didn't know why, and neither did my parents.

Knowing she was divorced made things easier, and I felt more confident. The opportunity finally arrived—it had been so long! A couple from our building were getting married. A wedding is a big deal, and they invited everyone in the building. Of course, I went with my parents. Normally, neighbors sit at one table, and this time was no exception. She sat at the same table as me, and I deliberately sat next to her. She brought her daughter with her. The firecrackers went off, and the meal began.

Of course, a wedding wouldn't be complete without drinking, and the table immediately became lively. The neighbors started chattering and laughing, while I, the child, sat quietly to the side.

Oh, right! I forgot to describe what she was wearing that day. I remember that day vividly. I sat next to her, and I could smell a faint fragrance emanating from her. She was wearing purple high-heeled shoes, flesh-colored stockings, and a short skirt suit. The skirt wasn't long, and I could vaguely see her snow-white, full thighs. The top couldn't cover her full breasts, and of course, my penis got erect. I deliberately moved my chair closer to her so I could have a chance to touch her.

Someone toasted her and asked, "Which floor do you live on? Did you just move in?"

She answered truthfully, "I live on the 5th floor, I just moved here last month."

"May I ask your surname?" "

My surname is Li, and my name is Li Xuemei."

"Oh, how old is your daughter? She's so cute, with such big eyes."

"She's 4 years old, still in kindergarten."

"Great! Bring your daughter to my house sometime."

"Sure."

Her smile was incredibly beautiful, her sexy lips captivated me, and I couldn't stop staring at her. She stood up and toasted everyone, "I just moved here, so I'd like to offer you all a toast. Please feel free to help yourselves, and I hope you'll all take care of me in the future."

The table was filled with laughter and conversation. She learned I lived upstairs, and my parents also said they'd bring their daughter to visit sometime.

She asked my parents, "Is that your child next to us?"

"Yes," my mother said.

"Is she still in school?" she asked.

"Yes, she's a senior, about to graduate," my mother said.

"Which university is she attending?" she asked.

"XX University," my mother said.

"What a smart and handsome child! He'll definitely have a bright future!" she said.

"Hehe, Auntie is pretty too," I said with a smile.

"Hehe, Auntie can't do that, I'm too old," she laughed.

"Is that your daughter?" I asked.

"Yes, call her brother," I said to her daughter.

Her daughter was quite cute, with big, bright eyes; I liked her a lot. And that was that, establishing a good start.

As the saying goes, strike while the iron is hot. Of course, I agreed. The next day, I went to the same restaurant for breakfast as usual, but this time I didn't go early; I waited for her to go first. When I arrived, she was sitting alone eating breakfast, seemingly unaware of my presence. I ordered a bowl of rice noodles, pretending not to see her, and walked to the table where she was sitting. I sat down opposite her, pretending not to see her, and ate my noodles. She must have noticed me, but she didn't say anything because I hadn't looked up. When I looked up, she saw me too.

"Um... Auntie Li," I called out.

"It's Xiao Tao! Going to class so early?"

"No, I'm just coming down for breakfast. I'm working on my graduation project now, no classes, I'll graduate soon," I said.

"Oh, that's easy. Have you looked for a job yet?" she asked.

"No, I'm taking the postgraduate entrance exam, waiting for the results."

"Which school are you applying to?" she asked.

"XX University of Technology," I said.

"That's pretty good!" she said with a smile.

"Where do you work, Auntie?" I asked.

"Me? I work at the Industry and Commerce Bureau," she said.

"Oh, why didn't Honghong come down for breakfast today? (Honghong is her daughter)" I asked.

"I took her to her grandma's house," she said.

"Oh," I said.

"Okay, enjoy your breakfast. I'm in a hurry to get to work, I have to go now. Come visit me sometime," she said. "Okay, goodbye Auntie!" I said with a smile.

This morning wasn't a wasted day; everything is going according to plan.

I only ever saw her in the mornings, and that was the only time we could chat for a few minutes. I still went to eat breakfast at that time every day, and she did too, though she didn't go every day. I had to wait for her, and waiting was agonizing. When I watched porn on my computer at home, I always thought of her, fantasizing about her thighs in stockings, her full breasts, her moaning, and in my fantasies, I brought myself to orgasm.

As we met more often, we talked more, and we slowly went from strangers to friends. We would deliberately sit at the same table for breakfast so we could chat, and she seemed to enjoy talking to me.

"Auntie, which school did you graduate from?" I asked.

"XX University," she said.

"Oh, what did you major in at university?" I asked.

"Accounting, what's your major?" she said.

"Computer Science," I said.

"Computer Science is good!" she said.

"It's alright, Auntie, do you usually go online?" I asked.

"Yes, usually at work, and I have a computer at home too," she said.

Of course, we chatted online, so I asked for her QQ number, which she gave me, of course. That day was my most fruitful day.

When I got home, I quickly added her on QQ. Luck was on my side; she was online, her screen name was Qiuyu (Autumn Rain), I guessed she was at work. She accepted my request. We chatted:

(2006-03-21 10:03:26) Qiuyu Xiaotao, is that you?

(2006-03-21 10:03:37) Guxing Lei, um~ is that you, sister? (2006-03-21 10:03:46) Sister Qiuyu?

(2006-03-21 10:03:59) Lonely Star Tears: Yes, I think you look quite young. You're not old enough to be my aunt yet. Hehe~~~ (2006-03-21 10:05:41) Autumn Rain: Hehe, really?

(2006-03-21 10:06:18) Lonely Star Tears: Really, you look young and beautiful in my eyes. You're only 25 or 26 years old. (2006-03-21 10:06:39) Autumn Rain: No way, Auntie isn't that pretty. I'm old. (2006-03-21 10:07:59) Lonely Star Tears: Not old, just mature. You take good care of your skin and figure. You're also a very stylish woman. You look very young. (2006-03-21 10:08:09) Autumn Rain: Xiao Tao, you have such a sweet tongue. Who taught you that?

(2006-03-21 10:08:19) Lonely Star Tears, haha~ It's all the truth~ We chatted one sentence after another, and I kept praising her for being young and beautiful. She was completely overwhelmed. Most of the time she was online at work, and sometimes online at home. We chatted like this for more than a week.

The opportunity finally came. That day she told me that her computer was running quite slowly. I said that it must be because the system hadn't been reinstalled in a long time.

She said, "What should I do?"

"Just reinstall the system." I said.

"I don't know how. At work, someone else usually installs it for me." she said.

"I do. I have a system disk here. Why don't I come over and install it for you? I don't have much to do anyway." I said.

"Thank you. When are you free?" she said.

"Haha, I'm free every day. I don't have to go to class now. It should be when you're free." I said.

"Then how about Sunday? I'll be home. You can come over and install it for me when you're free." she said.

"Okay, I'll come to your house on Sunday." I said.

I ran into her at breakfast on Sunday. She had brought a basin with her to buy breakfast to eat at home. She greeted me, and I told her I'd come over at 10 a.m., which she agreed to. It was

my first time visiting her home. Her house had the same layout as mine—three bedrooms and a living room—but it was a bit of a waste that only she and her daughter lived in such a large house. I rang the doorbell, and she opened the door.

She was wearing a tight sweater that perfectly outlined her full breasts. Women who have given birth really do have big breasts; I estimated she was a D cup. My eyes were glued to her chest.

"Come in, you've come at the right time. I'm online right now," she said.

She led me to her room, where the computer was on the right side of her bed. The room was very clean, with pink sheets and a double bed. I sat down at the computer, and she brought over a stool and sat next to me.

"Where's Honghong?" I asked.

"I took her to her grandma's," she said.

"Oh, is there anything important on your C drive?" I asked.

"I don't think so," she said.

I checked what was installed on her computer; it was all common software, like QQ and Qianqian Music Player.

"I'll start installing then," I said. "Okay."

She installed QQ on her C drive. I said, "Do you want to save your QQ chat history? It'll be gone after reinstalling."

"Really?" she looked at me in surprise.

"Of course!" I said.

"Then help me with it," she said.

"Okay!" I said.

She was sitting very close to me; I could smell the fragrance of her hair. Her computer used ADSL, with a 1Mbps connection. I started installing the system. I said that installing the system would take quite a while, probably over an hour, and after that, it would probably take another hour or so to install drivers and download software, and I'd also have to install those common programs for you.

"Then let's eat lunch here at Auntie's, and try Auntie's cooking."

"My mom told me to go to my grandma's for lunch," I said.

"Just call her and say you'll be eating here," she said.

"Okay," I said. (Great, this suits me perfectly. Her daughter isn't home, so we can have lunch together.) She went to the kitchen to cook, and I fiddled with her computer by myself. I've always wanted to know who she usually chats with online, so I had an idea. I downloaded QQ and installed it on her D drive, then downloaded QQ password stealing software and ran it on her computer. Now, next time she logs into QQ on my computer, I'll know her password.

I inserted the CD into the drive and started reinstalling the system for her. She cooked by herself in the kitchen. It was almost noon when she finished cooking and called me over to eat, saying she'd finish cooking later.

Wow! A whole table of dishes, including duck feet, which I really like. She asked me to sit down. They have a Western-style dining table, so I sat opposite her. Seeing that I seemed a bit reserved, she got up to get me some soup and told me to eat more.

"Make yourself at home here, don't be shy!" she said.

"Okay!" I said with a smile.

During dinner, since I was sitting across from her, I intentionally stretched my foot towards hers several times, touching her feet. She didn't react much, just smiled and glanced at me a few times.

I asked her, "Where's Honghong's father?"

"I'm divorced from him," she said.

"Oh, I'm sorry," I said.

"It's okay, it's all in the past," she said.

"Are you happy now?" I asked.

"Pretty good," she said softly.

"That's good," I said.

"Do your parents often not eat at home?" she asked.

"Yes, they often eat out," I said.

"Oh, then if no one's home, come eat at Auntie's. I usually eat lunch at work, and it's just Honghong and me at home for dinner," she said.

"Okay, thank you, sister," I said.

"(Laughs) Still calling me sister?" she said.

“Yes, you’re like an older sister to me. You’re young and beautiful. I’d guess you’re 26 or 27. (Of course, I was deliberately trying to sound younger; women love to hear compliments on their youth.)” “I’m not that young. I’m over 30,” she said.

“Really? You don’t look it at all. People say women who have had children gain weight and their figures change, but you don’t look it at all,” I said in surprise.

Hearing this, she felt a sweet warmth in her heart, overjoyed. "Xiao Tao, you have such a sweet tongue!" she said with a smile.

After finishing our meal, I said I would continue installing the computer for her. She tidied the table. While eating, I asked her what she usually did online. She said she generally only browsed the web and chatted on QQ. She said she wanted to play games but didn't know how. I said I would teach her after dinner, and she agreed.

After she finished tidying up, she came over. I was still installing it, telling her that I installed all my software on the D drive so the computer would be faster. After I finished, I got up and asked her to sit in my seat. I sat next to her, very close, and asked her to try it.

"It's definitely faster now," she said.

"Of course," I said.

I said I would teach her how to play games, opening QQ Games, specifically the "Matchmaking" game.

"Let me teach you how to play this," I said.

Watching her slender fingers, her glossy blue nails on the mouse, I deliberately placed my hand on the back of her hand and taught her how to play. She tried to break free, but couldn't. My large hand enveloped her. I stood up, facing the screen, deliberately bringing my face very close to hers, almost touching.

I had planned it out: as soon as she turned to look at me, I would turn to her too, give her a kiss, and she wouldn't have any reason to say anything. Just then, she asked me something she didn't understand, turning her head towards me. I turned to her too, and I quickly kissed her near her lips, but unfortunately, not her lips—my aim was off.

She immediately pulled away from my lips, and we stared at each other for a few seconds. I awkwardly turned to look at the monitor. She didn't say anything, but asked me some questions, still holding my hand. After a while, she said she didn't want to play anymore, but my hand hadn't let go. I felt her tightening her grip, so I released it. I thought today wasn't the time to make a move; I'd do it another time. So I said I had to go home.

"Play a little longer. No one's home if you go back now," she said.

"Okay, I'll teach you something else," I said.

I taught her how to read posts on BBS and how to browse blogs. She'd never been to any of them before and found them quite interesting.

It was 3 PM, and I said I had to go home; my parents should be back soon. She didn't try to stop me. As I left, she said to come visit often and thanked me repeatedly.

Two days later, on Tuesday, at 5:30 PM, I was online, planning to leave, when she came online. We chatted for a while, and she said she was home alone, as was I. I said I was going to my grandma's for dinner, and she invited me to come along so I could eat with her. Okay.

"I really like the food you make, sister," I said.

I called my grandma to tell her I'd eaten at a classmate's house and didn't need to wait for me.

When I arrived at her house, she was home alone; her daughter was probably at her grandma's. She called me in. She was still wearing her business uniform from the Industry and Commerce Bureau, with a straight skirt. She took off her top, revealing a red shirt, and I could see her black bra underneath.

The food was already on the table, waiting for me to start eating. I sat in my usual spot, and she did too. For some reason, she suggested drinking.

"Xiao Tao, do you usually drink?" she asked.

"It's for a classmate's birthday (how can you not drink? In college, you can skip everything else, but alcohol is absolutely essential)," I said.

"Then have a drink, Auntie will have one with you," she said.

"Okay." (Since she wanted to drink, of course I agreed. As the saying goes, alcohol can lead to promiscuity, isn't this heaven creating an opportunity for me?) She brought over five bottles of beer from the kitchen (Tsingtao beer, the canned kind). How could a single woman have alcohol at home? Strange. She opened a bottle for both of us, I poured myself a full glass, and she did too.

"Let me toast you first!" I said.

"Okay!" She smiled and drank her glass.

"Your cooking is really delicious!" I said.

"Really? If you like it, eat more," she said.

To get someone drunk quickly, anyone who's drunk knows: the worst thing you can do is drink too fast and eat too little. That's why drinking on an empty stomach makes you drunk more easily. She kept watching me eat. While I'm not a big drinker, I could easily handle her. Within minutes, I was toasting her again, and the can was gone in no time.

Her face was a little flushed; a woman's eyes are captivating when she's drunk—red and incredibly gentle. Without my permission, she opened two more bottles, giving me one. I didn't say anything. She filled my glass, and she did too, offering me a toast.

"Thank you for helping me with my computer last time," she said. "

Don't mention it. If you ever have any computer problems, just ask me."

I could tell she was a little tipsy herself. At this point, I needed to ask something more personal.

"Why don't you find another husband?" I asked.

"Can you introduce me to someone?" she said with a smile. "

I'll introduce you to someone! With your excellent qualities, finding a husband shouldn't be a problem!"

I said with a laugh.

"Finding a good man isn't easy, and besides, I have a child now, so people are even less likely to agree," she said.

"That's true, but you're so young, you could have another one," I said.

“I’ve thought about it too, but it’s so hard to meet someone you like, unlike when I was younger,” she said.

“You must have had a lot of suitors when you were younger, right?” I asked.

“It was alright,” she said with a smile.

“Xiao Tao, didn’t you find a boyfriend in college?” she asked.

“I did, but we broke up last year,” I said.

“Oh, why don’t you find someone else?”

she asked. “I’m graduating soon, why would I look for someone?” I

said. “True,” she said.

I finished my last drink, and so did she. “Bottoms up,” I suggested.

She was clearly a little drunk and asked if I wanted some more food, but I said no, I was full.

She told me to watch TV, so I got up and sat on the sofa in the living room, asking her where the remote was. She came over and turned on the TV. We drank pretty quickly; it was only 7 o’clock. Her sofa was a three-seater set, with two single seats on the sides. I sat on the middle long sofa facing the TV, and she sat down next to me, but a little distance away.

She offered me something to eat and asked if I wanted some fruit. She brought out all the food in the house and asked if I wanted anything. I couldn't go without eating, even though I was a little full, but she was so enthusiastic, so I said I'd have an apple. She offered to peel it for me.

I watched TV while she peeled the apple. When she wasn't looking, I deliberately moved a little closer to her. She finished peeling it and gave me the apple. She didn't eat anything, just watched me eat, and I watched her too. She looked so charming when she was drunk. I had also had a little to drink. She watched me eat, and I watched her, looking into her eyes. She seemed a little embarrassed and avoided looking at me. I had been drinking, and they say alcohol gives you courage, and that's true.

I put the apple down, hugged it, and kissed her lips. I finally found her lips.

Oh my god... I've been waiting so long... She resisted, trying to get rid of me, saying, "Let me go! Don't do this!" I didn't dare force myself on her; that would be rape, and I didn't want to die. I stopped, but I kept her on my knees.

My lips were very close to hers. "I don't know why, but I can't control myself when I see you. I think I've fallen in love with you, otherwise I wouldn't do this. You're the first woman who has ever excited me so much. I love you," I said, looking at her affectionately.

She didn't speak, her eyes fixed on me. I couldn't control myself anymore and gently kissed her. Her mouth didn't open, and I kissed her lips. She didn't resist. I kissed her neck, one hand playing with her breasts through her shirt, the other stroking her hair. A woman drunk is truly captivating.

I kissed her lips, and she opened them slightly. I teased her with my tongue, trying to enter her mouth, but she gave up, her tongue responding to mine. What a hot kiss! So much saliva, almost dripping! I sucked on her tongue, our tongues teasing each other.

My hands never stopped, unbuttoning her shirt one button at a time. Such large breasts, at least a C cup or larger. I didn't unhook her bra, but instead flipped it open, playing with her nipples. I kissed from her lips to her ear, licking and sucking the side of her ear with the tip of my tongue. She made a soft sound.

I whispered in her ear, "Let's go to the room."

"Mmm," she said gently.

I carried her into the room and placed her on the bed. She was such a sexy stunner, still wearing stockings. I pressed myself against her and kissed her, taking off my own shirt. I ran my tongue across her breasts, from her lips to her neck and then to her chest, avoiding a direct attack on her breasts. I reached behind her back and unhooked her bra, revealing two large breasts. The nipples were quite large, and I sucked on one of them while holding the other breast in my other hand, playing

with the nipple with my fingers. She reacted strongly, arching her back. With her mouth on her breast, I unzipped her skirt and pulled it down. She was so sexy. She was wearing pantyhose with black lace panties underneath. I immediately stopped attacking her breasts and went straight for her genitals, spreading her legs and smelling her genitals first—the scent was wonderful.

I licked her clitoris through the stockings, and her breathing became heavier and heavier—it was so stimulating. I quickly took off her stockings and panties. She had a lot of pubic hair, a large patch; her clitoris was large, and her vagina was enveloped by her labia . I used my hand to separate her labia; it was already incredibly wet inside

, red and swollen. I really couldn't resist. I stuck

my tongue into her mouth and licked her vagina and urethra forcefully. " Ah ... " Ah ... After we finished, she went to the bathroom, and I wiped myself clean with toilet paper. When she came back from the bathroom, she lay down next to me, and I held her in my arms. All of this happened to me recently; I can't even believe how quickly things progressed. Now we get together whenever we have the chance. She enjoys having sex with me. We're neighbors when we meet outside, but in her room we're very intimate and do everything. We've done it in many places in her house.

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