My experiences with two female colleagues

Four years into our marriage, with our child in kindergarten and more free time, the passion between us slowly faded. My wife always made excuses to avoid sex, and despite my attempts to communicate with her, nothing changed. As a man in my prime, it was incredibly difficult. Six months ago, I was temporarily assigned to a neighboring city for two months of work. Everyone was drawn from different county branches, so we didn't know each other well. Only one female colleague, M, was someone I was familiar with, as we worked together for a few months in different departments within the same company. There

were seven of us in total: three men and four women. Among the four women, H was born in the 90s, M in her mid-80s, L in her 80s, and Z in her 60s. I want to focus on M and L. M is beautiful, well-dressed, has a great figure, and a lively, fun-loving personality. She's 30 this year and still single (I heard she had a boyfriend before, and they even talked about marriage, but it ended). Normally, a beautiful girl wouldn't lack male attention, so we always teased her about being too picky. Sister L is tall and voluptuous, not particularly beautiful, but possesses a mature woman's charm. From her words, it seemed her family life was happy and fulfilling.

Actually, I had a slight crush on Little M when we worked together before, but subconsciously I thought pretty girls were surrounded by handsome guys, so it was impossible for her to be interested in me. Plus, this is a small town, and we'd run into each other all the time, which wouldn't look good. I'm married, she's single, and I always felt no one would be interested in a married man like me, so I only fantasized about her occasionally. Later, we worked in different departments and lost contact, but then we ended up working together again.

We work out of town from Monday to Friday and go home on weekends, staying in single rooms in hotels. We're all busy working together during the day, and the team leader is very approachable, often joking with us, so we quickly became familiar with each other. After work in the afternoons, with nothing to do, I mostly played games in my room, while others went shopping, exercised, or did square dancing. Staying alone in a hotel at night makes it easy for my mind to wander. My thoughts gradually shifted to Xiao M. I was worried that having people from the same place would have a negative influence, but among the people on this business trip, only Sister L was somewhat attractive to me, besides Xiao M. However, I heard from Sister L that she and her husband were quite happy, so I felt that Xiao M had a higher chance of success.

Xiao M loves to have fun and often invites everyone to go for walks and late-night snacks. I've been a few times, but there were always other people with us, and she always made sure to bring two older female colleagues or a younger male colleague along, leaving me no chance to be alone. One time, a few of us young people had late-night snacks, and we had some drinks. My idea was to get Xiao M to drink more so I could find an opportunity to take her home and take the opportunity to make things happen. But that night, she only had a small glass and then stopped, saying she wasn't feeling well. It seemed like she was deliberately avoiding anything that might happen if she drank too much.

My principle is not to initiate, not to refuse, and not to take responsibility. Plus, my relationship with my wife is still pretty good (except for sex), and we video chat every night. I'm also afraid she'll find out that I'm hanging out with other women, so I never actively invite Xiao M out. I was constantly torn about whether or not to pursue Xiao M. Since we live in a small county, and my wife and I have a mutual friend who knows Xiao M, plus she's unmarried, I was worried about how I could extricate myself after sleeping with her. This internal struggle lasted until I was almost finished with my work in another city.

One evening, at the suggestion of our boss, we all got together for a late-night snack to celebrate the completion of our work. Everyone agreed to drink, and after a couple of rounds of toasts, we started playing games. A few people played cards, with the losers drinking. Xiao M and I were alone and didn't participate. Perhaps she was bored, and since she hadn't drunk from my previous invitations, she felt a little guilty. This time, she offered to play a game with me, with the loser drinking. We played cards, which are usually more fun with four or more people; two people just drink, which isn't very interesting. However, my goal was her, so I figured I had to make sure she drank as much as possible, given my limited alcohol tolerance. At first, I lost more and drank more, and she got into it, constantly pouring me drinks. However, when two people play, the tables always turn, and she lost more and more. Beer is something you can't drink too much of if you drink too fast, so she started to cheat and refuse to drink anymore. I pretended to hit her, kicking her foot under the table – a bit like lovers playfully bickering. Later, she said she really couldn't drink anymore, that she was too full, so I didn't force her. But judging from her expression, she was definitely tipsy.

After the late-night snack, the boss took a taxi back to the hotel, and the rest of us young people said we'd ride shared bikes back. It was Little M's first time riding a Qingju bike, and she couldn't scan the QR code with WeChat. I thought this was my chance, so I told the other two, "You guys go first, I'll help Little M." Later, Little M and I each rode a bike, wobbling back to the hotel. The wind started to blow, and the alcohol was kicking in. She was clearly drunk, shouting and laughing loudly the whole way. I was internally debating whether to suggest we go for a walk to sober up, have some milk tea, or something – that way, I'd have a chance! Just then, my phone vibrated. It was a video call from my wife. Damn it, of all times I forgot to tell her to go to bed early because I had a business dinner. I couldn't answer the call (she was riding her bike with another woman on the street, huh?), I had to get back to the hotel to video chat. Such a good opportunity was wasted. When I got to the hotel, I parked my bike and went inside. I was still thinking about how to make things work. Little M was still being her usual boisterous self, talking a lot and walking a little unsteadily. I suddenly went up to her, put my hands on her shoulders, and shook her, saying, "You're not acting right tonight. You're talking a lot, and you're even walking unsteadily." She laughed and said, "Really? No way, hahaha!" Then I said, "Let me help you so you don't fall." Then I casually slid one hand down to her waist (damn, such a slim waist, I immediately got aroused. Once before, she was walking at night wearing a crop top, and I saw her very flat stomach and slim waist, and I've been drooling over it ever since). She deliberately swayed a couple of times trying to get away from me, but I just assumed she was unsteady and put my arm around her waist even tighter. It felt so good! I was thinking about whether to bring her to my room, and then... damn it, my phone vibrated again, it was my wife calling. Little M took the opportunity to break free from my hand, all my efforts were in vain, damn it. I won't go into the rest, we all went home and went back to our own mothers. I even specifically messaged her on WeChat to ask if there was anything seriously wrong, and to let me know if I wasn't feeling well. She only replied that I should get some rest. The next day, everyone went back to normal and started working seriously, leaving me full of regret.

(II) Sister L

remained silent until the end of the workday and I returned to my original company. There was no opportunity during that time, which made me very annoyed. A few days ago, a leader from our group of 7 who went on a business trip suggested another get-together. Because everyone got along quite well, we all readily agreed. I started to secretly plan how to take our relationship with Little L to the next level, but in the end, she stood us up, and I ended up getting the better end of the deal with Sister L.

There was both red and white wine at the dinner that day, which laid the foundation for the fact that 2 out of 7 people were passed out, 4 were drunk, and 1 person went out to run errands and didn't drink much and remained sober. I won't go into detail about the others, but I'll just talk about Sister L. Sister L was sitting next to the leader (who was a heavy drinker, a seasoned veteran). After everyone clinked glasses twice, they went their separate ways, clinking glasses in circles. At first, I was a little annoyed because Little M wasn't there, but later, as the alcohol took effect, looking at Sister L's voluptuous figure, I started to have wicked thoughts: to get her drunk and then take advantage of her. Sister L is a gentle person, speaking softly, and she basically accepts all drinks. I took the initiative, toasting the leader and then Sister L at the same time, but after only the third toast, Sister L said she couldn't drink anymore, her head was spinning. It turned out that before I took the initiative, the seasoned veteran next to her had already clinked glasses with Sister L at least 10 times. Well, I wasn't the leader, and I couldn't force her, so I pretended to be concerned and told her to sit down and rest for a while. So Sister L sat down in the chair next to the table, propped her head up with her hand, and closed her eyes, pretending to doze off. I went back to my seat and thought, this won't do, how can I take advantage of this? So I sat down next to Sister L and patted her, "How are you? Are you alright?" She shook her head, leaned close to my ear (there were people singing in the room) and loudly said, "I can't take it anymore, I'm so dizzy." Our faces were very close, and my lust immediately arose. So, on a whim, I said, "Then let me help you to the restroom to wash your face and sober up." So I helped her to the restroom, but as luck would have it, just as we reached the restroom door, we ran into Little H, who had gone out to run errands and was coming back. She asked, "Sister L, what's wrong?" She replied, "Nothing, just a little dizzy from drinking too much, going to wash my face." "Then let me do it, it's not convenient for a man to go in." She took Sister L and helped her into the restroom. Damn it, did I drink all that alcohol for nothing tonight?

After Sister L came out, she just lay sprawled on the chair, unresponsive to calls. I didn't want to go near her again, and then another woman also got drunk. So the boss told the two of us who were slightly more sober to take them home first. After arranging transportation, Little H jumped in and offered to help Sister L downstairs. Damn it, I couldn't stand it anymore! He kept ruining my chances, what was the point of me playing around? So I offered to help her downstairs together (Sister L was much taller than Little H), and the two of us each took one arm of her as we carried her downstairs. Sister L was really drunk; her eyes were closed the whole time, and we had to support her the whole way. If Little H hadn't been there, I could have pretended to help Sister L and then casually touched her breasts, or even groped her. That damned Little H. When we got to the car door, and it was almost time to help her into the car, I thought this was my last chance, so I said to H, "Let me help, you can't lift her." H agreed and let go, moving aside. I then slipped my hands under L's armpits from behind, changing the angle to block H's view. While I was helping L into the car, I grabbed her breasts with both hands. Ah, that felt good! The breasts of a mature woman who has given birth are so soft, they feel almost like my wife's... I wonder if touching M's would feel even more bouncy?

When I got home, the alcohol hit, and I vomited and had a stomachache. I even had to go to the hospital for an IV drip the next day. Damn it, all that trouble, and I only got to touch her breasts for two seconds. What a waste, that damn H. The next day at work, I was still thinking about L's voluptuous body, so I pretended to message her on WeChat to ask if she was sober yet, reminding her to drink some porridge and take care of her stomach. Then Sister L thanked me and Little H for taking care of her and taking her home last night. She said she actually knew what we talked about last night, but she was too dizzy to talk. I broke out in a cold sweat. Damn, did she know about me grabbing her breasts last night? I felt like I couldn't continue the conversation, so I quickly said, "Take care and get some rest, I have to go now."

Alcohol is really good, especially when it comes to messing around with innocent girls. My fellow wolves, be careful with your wives. Never let them go out drinking with friends alone. They might not lose their virginity, but you never know what might happen if they get groped. As for girlfriends, who knows who they'll marry in the future? Playing around with girlfriends is good for everyone's entertainment, hahaha.

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