Extramarital affair~~~

Today I was home alone. My husband was away on a two-day business trip to the south, and my daughter was at a children's summer camp. After work, I was enjoying this rare moment of freedom, but I didn't know what to have for dinner. After saying goodbye to my colleagues, I walked alone on the street, thinking of having dinner near the train station and maybe doing some shopping at the department store. I was still some distance from the bus stop when I noticed it was getting dark and might rain. Just as I was thinking about taking a bus or a taxi, a sudden downpour began.
Today, I was dressed in my usual standard office attire: a light pink-blue shirt, a white knee-length pencil skirt, and my new pink open-toe heels.
July in Taiwan is incredibly hot and humid, and I didn't expect this downpour to come so suddenly. There was a whole row of construction sites on the right side of the 200-meter-long sidewalk between the bus stop and the building, leaving me nowhere to hide. I had no choice but to stand there and hail a taxi. But taxis are always in high demand when it rains, and every one of them was already occupied. Ugh... I was already soaked to the bone.
He was driving around the city when he saw me at the intersection. He rolled down his window to ask for directions, and seeing that I was soaking wet, he said, "Miss, taxis are hard to find these days. If you don't mind, I can give you a ride."
I looked at him... though I was reluctant... the rain was so heavy,
and he looked quite polite with his tie, so I didn't think too much and got in. "Hello... excuse me! I was just about to ask you for directions. Where do you need a ride, miss?" "Thank you... no problem... you need directions... where to?"
"It's alright, I need to go to the train station, but I can take you there first." I thought to myself, such a kind person is hard to find these days. "Perfect... I also need to go to the SOGO department store near the train station. Let me tell you how to get there... By the way, sir, what's your name? My surname is Zhang.
" "Oh! Hello, Miss Zhang. My name is Lin Xirui, I sell computers."
"Oh...really? That's great. A lot of my colleagues are thinking of buying computers!
" "By the way, turn right up ahead."
When the light turned red... he gripped the steering wheel... turned to look at me... and noticed I was completely soaked, my shoulder-length hair dripping with water... my light blue shirt was completely drenched...
the entire shirt was almost transparent... my supposedly confident bust was now fully exposed... my pink bra was faintly visible... I knew I shouldn't have worn this today. He swallowed hard...
and quickly tissues...
"Oh...thank you!"
I wiped my soaked face... but the tissues, after almost ten, tore easily. "Oh...sorry! The gas station's delivery is pretty bad. Miss Zhang, if you don't mind, I have a towel here that was washed yesterday..."
"Um...okay...thank you!"
I picked up the towel he usually kept on the dashboard and started wiping myself...only then did I notice his eyes glancing at me every now and then. I looked down and realized I was practically transparent...I had to cross my arms in front of my chest to cover myself...The atmosphere in the car became a little tense... "Um...Ms. Zhang, this is my business card...nice to meet you!"
"Oh...thank you..."
"Director of the Peripheral Business Department of XX Technology... So young to be a director... Thinking about it... Although he was staring at my chest earlier, his gaze wasn't disrespectful... Therefore, I wasn't annoyed at all... On the contrary, I felt a little excited...
I've always been very confident in my appearance, but for the past ten years of marriage, I've prioritized my husband and daughter... and rarely paid attention to my appearance... Now, a refined gentleman of similar age is... eyeing me... I couldn't help but secretly smile... "Ms. Zhang... where are you going... You're all wet... I'll take you home directly.
Otherwise, you'll still be soaking wet when you get to the department store." A series of different thoughts suddenly flooded my mind... My face flushed unconsciously, so I didn't even hear what he asked clearly... and simply replied, "Um... okay."
"Then, may I ask how to get there, Ms. Zhang? Where do you live?"
"Oh..." I snapped back to reality... my clothes were indeed soaked... it wasn't very convenient to go to the department store... so I had no choice but to agree to let him take me home.
But... "Ah..." I sneezed loudly... and quickly wiped myself with a tissue... "Ms. Zhang, I'll turn off the air conditioning then. You might have caught a cold..." "
Um... thank you."
"You're all wet... wait a moment."
He took off his suit jacket and draped it over my shoulders... I was very touched... and he seemed a little regretful that his beautiful transparent shirt was now covered.
Because it was quite a distance from home, they started chatting. When they arrived at Sogo, he said he was hungry.
"Ms. Zhang, are you hungry? Would you like to have dinner together? A hot soup might help..."
"Hmm... sure, but... it's on me. You helped me a lot today, otherwise I would have been soaked to the bone."
"But what kind of guy lets a girl pay on a first date? How about this... I'll treat you today... I often come to this area anyway... I'll ask you out for coffee another time, and you can pay."
"Hmm... okay," I smiled and agreed.
He then drove the car into the Sogo parking lot. When they arrived at Sogo, I kept sneezing. He found a shop, and they sat down. "Ms. Zhang, may I ask your name?"
"Oh... my name is Wei-shan. You can call me Minnie too."
The two started eating hot pot... chatting as they ate... they got to know each other a little. He'd been married for five years and had a four-year-old daughter... his wife was seven years younger than him, so she still seemed like a little girl...
because they didn't cook at home, they ate out all the time... I'm a typical working woman... usually busy with work but still managing to take good care of the house... my husband is ten years older than me... the kind of honest, kind, and loving husband... two people who were originally unrelated had crossed paths at this time and place... After finishing their meal...
"Let's go. I'll take you home... otherwise the little one might go hungry."
"Oh... actually, it's okay. No one's home today. They're at a children's summer camp and won't be back for a week. My husband went on a business trip to the south and won't be back until the day after tomorrow."
"Oh... since this is my first time at Sogo, would you mind showing me around?"
"Okay, I've only been here once before."
The two then walked to various boutiques... He didn't dare to hold my hand along the way, so we kept a distance of about 30 centimeters... When we arrived at a women's clothing store, he stopped and looked around...
"How about buying this for your wife... It's so nice... I haven't bought myself any new clothes in ages... You really love your wife..."
"Oh... No, let me see." He looked at a light blue dress that was very pretty... but the image that came to mind wasn't of his wife wearing it... but of me...
"About 162 centimeters tall, with measurements of approximately 33C-26-33, very well-proportioned... She would look absolutely stunning in this spaghetti-strap light blue dress..." Yingrui thought to herself.
"Can you help me?"
"Of course! I can give you some advice... Your wife is so young, she would look absolutely gorgeous in this spaghetti-strap dress..."
"Um...can you try it on for me?"
I hesitated for a moment...but then thought, what's the harm? "Sure...I'll give you a real treat today." I took the clothes and went into the dressing room...I looked at myself in the mirror...
What's wrong with me today...? It's like I've been expecting something to happen...Why did I agree to have dinner and go shopping with a strange man?
But so far, the other person hasn't shown any hostility towards me... I didn't think too much about it... I took off my shirt... and skirt... anyway, my clothes were already soaked through... I wiped myself with a tissue...
put on the dress and came out... "Wow...!"
He couldn't help but exclaim softly... This beautiful woman in front of him was actually the mother of two daughters... It was hard to believe.
Because his wife was quite petite, the dress felt tight on me... The silk dress almost clung to my curves... revealing my figure perfectly... And I only used
a tissue... I didn't expect that my wet body would cause the dress to stick to my skin... completely revealing the outline of my underwear and panties... The light blue coat couldn't cover the color of my pink underwear...
"So beautiful... You're so beautiful,"
he whispered in my ear... My ears turned red all the way to my cheeks...
"No...actually, your wife might look even better in it...I'm over thirty, an old lady..."
I replied with a laugh...but I knew she was burning up... "Oh no...I've gotten my clothes wet..."
"It's okay, I'll buy it."
He immediately handed the gold card to the clerk... patted my buttocks and whispered in her ear, "Thank you... You look so beautiful... I really don't want you to take it off... but you have to cover it up."
I blushed and went into the fitting room to take off my clothes... Looking at myself in only underwear, I felt a little lost... If his wife were wearing this outfit... who would he be thinking of?
Looking at my wet body... I realized my nipples were hard... My pink panties were also semi-transparent from being soaked... I don't know what's wrong with me today... How could I be
so infatuated with a man... If I wear this outfit again, I should wear a thong... I felt him calling... I quickly changed and went out.
The two of us slowly walked to the next counter... It was the lingerie counter... I smiled and asked him, "Would you go shopping for lingerie with your wife?"
"Um... no... I wouldn't dare... Every time I pass by a lingerie counter, I quickly leave... I don't dare to look around," he answered shyly.
"Oh... then I'll go shopping with you today."
"This... okay?" He was so happy he couldn't speak...
but I had already stopped inside the store... looking at some of the latest lingerie styles.
"Hey~~~ Your wife is so young, she must have a lot of sexy lingerie." "
No... she only buys white and nude... I dislike nude the most."
"Really... I'm thirty years old, I'm not that old-fashioned."
"Then what kind of lingerie do you buy?"
"This..." I didn't know how to answer...
"Then come here, don't be afraid... look... what colors and styles do you men like women to wear... just tell your wife to buy them.
" "Then... what about you?"
"It's none of my business! You're buying for your wife, I'm buying for you, you can't see... sigh, really!"
It was his first time shopping in a lingerie store with a woman, especially someone else's wife... he was a little excited and nervous... looking at my back... he really had an urge to hug her... just as he was lost in thought...
"Actually, if you were to give that dress to your wife, it would be best to also give her a thong... so the bra seams won't show..."
I said, my face burning.
"Oh! That's right... I did notice that..." As soon as he finished speaking,
I felt hot all over... He saw everything... No, it's for his wife.
"Okay, what color and style of thong do you like your wife to wear?" I asked him, holding three or four brightly colored thongs in my hand.
He seemed a little flustered, glancing at them, but his mind conjured up images of me wearing blue... pink... bright red... purple... thongs... Hmm, anything is fine... I've bought them all... "What...
I don't know what he's thinking... I only noticed his face was red... so I handed the thongs to the sales assistant...
He still took out his gold card to pay... We walked out together... Back in the car... I returned the suit to him...
"Wait until you reach Guangming Sixth Road... then wake me..."
I said, then reclined my chair and closed my eyes to rest... The car suddenly went silent... He continued driving, but his mind was filled with many thoughts...
He pressed the CD player, "The One Your Love," a very popular English love song... He drove slowly... as if hoping the destination would never be reached...
At that moment, I heard the beautiful saxophone intro coming from the horn... I knew it was a familiar love song...
but I didn't want to get up... because I was afraid to face him... because as a woman, I knew what he was thinking, so I pretended to sleep...
But he hummed the song... while staring at my heaving breasts... and my white legs revealed by my short skirt that had already slipped down to my thighs...
He knew very well... he was drunk... but he didn't dare... he was afraid of scaring me... Finally, we arrived...
He gently touched my arm with his fingers...
"Oh... turn left at the intersection ahead..."
"Okay! After parking the car... he got out and opened the door for me... Goodbye...
"Thank you... him
"No... I should thank you for shopping with me..."
"Okay... goodbye then."
"Yeah... goodbye."
"Wait a minute..."
He handed me the bag... "Next time you want to go shopping or need a driver, you can call me!" Then he drove off...
This... isn't this what he was going to buy for his wife...? I looked at the bag... inside was that beautiful dress... three sexy thongs and bras, and a... his business card and phone number... I
didn't know what to do... my heart was filled with mixed feelings... I walked home... looking at the empty house, with only myself at home, I suddenly felt a strong urge to have someone with me right now... But should I contact him
? And so, more than a month passed, and we maintained a half-hearted contact through MSN, until some problems arose at the company, and I also had some unpleasant things happen with my supervisor in business
. I lost my job in the second half of this year, but my husband's income was decent, so we weren't in a rush to find work. I rested at home for a while, and when I was bored, I would browse online shopping websites, looking at clothes or shoes, and chat with classmates and friends to pass the time. During this period, I had more time to chat with him. I learned more about him and treated him as a friend, but I never thought about anything further developing our relationship.
Until one time when my husband went on a business trip, everything changed. Perhaps it was because I had been staying at home for a long time, and it was also difficult to find a job. Every employer would say thank you and say no to contact me again as soon as they saw that I was married and had a child.
I couldn't help but feel depressed. I didn't eat dinner that night, not because I didn't want to, but because I felt like I couldn't eat and didn't want to move. Fortunately, it was summer vacation, and the child was staying with his grandparents, otherwise he would
have gone hungry with me. He knew that I hadn't eaten because of this, and he kindly invited me out. I was a little tempted, but I knew that this didn't seem like a good idea. In the end, I compromised and asked him to bring me some food, and he readily agreed.
Sure enough, my doorbell rang not long after. Seeing him again after more than a month, he seemed more mature and stronger than before—in short, he seemed different.
Standing there chatting at the door didn't seem very polite to him. I politely invited him in for a cup of tea. He watched me eat my lunchbox, very considerately asking if I liked it and if I was thirsty. Heh...^^~, as if I were the guest. After a while, we didn't talk much anymore.
It was getting late, and neither of us suggested leaving. We just chatted idly until my husband called to check on things at home. Feeling a little guilty, I got up and went to the kitchen
to answer him, and didn't notice him standing right next to me, watching us talk. He was very close, and when I realized it, I was too embarrassed to turn away or push him away immediately. In that somewhat ambiguous atmosphere, I could even feel his breathing. The night was quiet, my heart was pounding, and I didn't know what to do. Should I send him away right away? But then I felt like I had other thoughts too. At that moment, I even hated myself for having such thoughts. I don't know when, but his face was close to mine, and he suddenly hugged me. I was startled, and before I could react, he kissed my lips, prying open my teeth. My body felt like a chicken to him, and I was powerless. He sucked on my lips and tongue, and I felt like he was devouring me. Suddenly, he lifted me onto the sofa and pressed me down.
"Shan, since that day, I've been thinking about you every day. I want to have you so much," he said. I was terrified, excited, and at a loss for words.
He kissed my lips, face, neck, chest, stomach, and even my genitals. My husband and I have always been very traditional; we've never kissed. The moment his mouth touched me, even through my underwear, my heart pounded like it was flying. I
had never experienced anything like it before—humiliation, stimulation, but mostly excitement
. In that environment, with the stimulation of his tongue and hands, I quickly reached orgasm. He looked at my flushed cheeks and swiftly pulled my underwear down from under my skirt. I had no power to resist. I could only turn my head away and let him do as he pleased. After he took off my underwear, I unconsciously compared myself to my husband. My husband was rather weak, while he was someone I had never experienced before. Even now, as I write this, my heart trembles.
The moment he entered me…
“Ah…!” My body and jaw involuntarily arched upwards. My entire body thrust backwards, my head almost spinning.
He pounded incessantly. My lips and tongue deeply felt the burning heat of his tongue. Between my legs, a part of me that wasn't part of my marriage was tightly gripped.
My calves were hoisted onto his shoulders, and the room was filled with the sounds and smells of our bodies touching. He kept changing positions, making me almost faint. When I came to my senses, I found him gently wiping away the semen he had left on my chest with toilet paper. Afterwards, I lay on the sofa, completely exhausted.
Undeniably, he gave me experiences I had never had before, and probably never would again. But I'm traditional, and I felt guilty, feeling I had let my husband down. He had been comforting me since I lost my job, and it was because of him that physical pleasure couldn't completely soothe the helplessness in my heart. Once the pleasure wore off, the first person I thought of was my husband. After
we finished, I felt very down. He thought I was angry, so he sat beside me, caressing and kissing me. He was so considerate that I couldn't even bear to dislike him. We were naked
on the sofa, and I leaned against his chest. I even felt like I didn't really understand him, which seemed ridiculous. After a while, he said, "Let's go wash up." I said okay, and he suddenly picked me up.
We were in the bathroom, and I sat in his lap, thinking of my husband, but my body was in his hands. As we washed, I felt him aroused again. I didn't want to, but he
was touching me all over . Women are very sensitive at this time, and soon I couldn't hold back anymore. Having already had my first time, my psychological resistance was minimal. He kissed me, rubbed my private parts, and
when he squeezed my sensitive spot with his fingers, I was already wet.
He made me crawl on the edge of the bathtub and kissed my private parts. I moaned without restraint. After a while, he stood in front of me, and his penis trembled in front of me, the large mushroom head seemingly defying me. I hadn't thought about whether I would get close to it, but he made it impossible for me to refuse, and he didn't give me a chance to refuse. Although there was no smell after the shower and it wasn't unpleasant, I had never kissed any man before, including my husband. But I knew what he wanted. Hesitantly, he slowly brought his thing towards my lips. The moment we touched, I closed my eyes. I decided to abandon everything again, using lips and tongue I had never used before. In no time, his engorged penis was inside my mouth, a move I had never used before. Although sometimes my teeth hurt him a little, he even started moaning. It was as if I had found the knack for something, and I was actually happy that he was reacting like that. I worked even harder.
Actually, women usually don't experience any pleasure; they're just pleasing others. After a while, I felt his penis moving. Suddenly, a stream of liquid shot into my mouth. I quickly spat it out, trying to get away, but it was too late.
"Cough! Cough!... Ugh..." My mouth was filled with a nauseating taste. My mouth and chest were covered in it.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to." He immediately helped me up, apologizing repeatedly.
That's really good about him; he never gives you a chance to get angry or lose your temper. He immediately rinsed me off with water, then held me in his arms and praised my beauty and cuteness. I was initially shocked, but all my anger vanished. I let him caress me, as if I were his woman, as if we were husband and wife.
Sometimes I think that maybe women are born wanton. No matter how proper they are usually, they will show their true colors at certain times. I've always been very well-behaved since I was a child. My husband was my first boyfriend. After we got married, he broke through that last barrier. I always thought I would stay with one man for the rest of my life, but today, I don't know what happened. Suddenly, I didn't recognize myself, yet it was as if I recognized myself again.
After that incident, during the week my husband was away on a business trip, we were completely uninhibited in bed, trying different positions. I had already decided to indulge in this unrestrained week. We tried it in the living room, kitchen, bathroom, and even the car. During this time, he would ask me how it compared to my husband, and I would ask him in return how it was with his wife, even though I knew we would both give similar answers. I also made it clear to him that we both had families, and that our behavior should stop.
A few days later, my husband returned, and I planned to forget about it and not tell either of us. For the next few weeks, that was indeed the case; my husband and I lived happily, and I even found a new job as a project manager at a company in an industrial park. Just when I had almost forgotten about it, he reappeared. That day, I had just gotten home and reached the stairwell when I saw him. I didn't know what to say, nor did I want to continue anything, so I pretended not to know him. As I walked past him, he said behind me, "
Shan...don't you recognize me?"
I didn't speak. It was already getting dark when he suddenly hugged me from behind, pulling me to the dark corner of the stairwell and holding me tightly.
Ah!...No...Waaah...!
He suddenly gave me a kiss that was as deep as it could possibly be. My struggling hands slowly fell to my sides, and my legs went weak and unresponsive. My mind went blank. I was even a little intoxicated, but the last vestige of reason reminded me that I
couldn't continue like this!
I broke free, pushed him away, and ran up the stairs. Back in my room, I gently touched my lips with my fingers. Then I realized that I actually missed that kiss. Women are strange creatures sometimes. That night, we were so intimate, yet I didn't feel any longing. But a single kiss made me fantasize.
For the next few days, I even hoped he would show up at my house, but he never did. About a week later, I received a call from him. He told me he missed me and then asked me if I missed him too.
I pondered whether I did or not, unsure how to answer him. But I knew the answer deep in my heart.
Finally, he asked if I was free the next afternoon. He said he was on vacation and wanted to invite me to Nanliao for a walk.
"Hmm." That was my response.
The next afternoon, I took half a day off from work. While waiting at the Tsinghua University gate, I kept glancing at my light makeup, which I had applied more carefully than usual, in a small mirror. I also kept adjusting my newly bought outfit. I didn't even know what was wrong with me. It was like waiting for my lover to return,
yet also afraid of being seen by other acquaintances. The feeling was indescribable.
When he arrived, he got into the car. We looked at each other, speechless, because we both understood. This time, we were about to cross the line of marriage again.
We spent the entire afternoon in the motel. Passionate embraces, our clothes—pants, skirts, etc.—were scattered all over the floor. He even tore my stockings. And I was more proactive than the first time,
even taking the initiative with my mouth…
Our private parts were intimately intertwined. The floor, the bed, even the dressing table and the bathroom sink became our battlefield. Every part of my body, even my toes, bore the marks of his kisses.
Amidst the passionate cries of lovemaking, for the first time, my body unreservedly received his semen that finally erupted inside me. Unreservedly—
I had never felt so pleasure. Lying in bed with him, I glanced at the ring on my finger, and my guilt towards my husband surprisingly lessened. Perhaps all women are like this. Relatively speaking… I also knew in my heart… I had already fallen for him and couldn't leave.

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