A night of passion with my colleague's older sister

As Su Ya's smooth, delicate fingers unbuttoned my shirt one button at a time, my heart pounded wildly, my whole body ignited as if by electric shock at her passionate movements.
Su Ya wore a white shirt paired with tight jeans, perfectly outlining her slender figure of 1.65 meters. I looked at Su Ya's face; her makeup had been ruined by her tears. Her long eyelashes and large eyes captivated me.
She lowered her head, intently and slowly pulling off my shirt, then ran her right middle finger across my chest. The gesture was so sexy and alluring; every detail Su Ya made, like herself, was full of charm and allure. I thought, on such a passionate night, no one could escape the caress of a tender woman, nor would they want to.
Her beauty was enough to intoxicate you on such a night.
I had brought Su Ya back from the company office; we had met there long ago, but I only learned her name was Su Ya forty minutes ago. An irresistible name, like her, evoked boundless daydreams in me on nights like this. A cascade of shoulder-length, jet-black hair accentuated Su Ya's capable and elegant demeanor—a quintessential beauty with a refined air.
When I met Su Ya in the office, she was curled up under her desk, weeping, a pitiful sight. I approached her amidst her sobs; the entire office was deserted. If I hadn't been retrieving my lost briefcase, I wouldn't have noticed this vulnerable young woman. I approached her simply to offer comfort and solace, never imagining the more beautiful story that would unfold after our meeting.
Su Ya rested her head on my shoulder, sobbing. From her words, I learned that Su Ya had just divorced her husband; he had taken her child and another woman to Shanghai. Seeing her haggard and heartbroken state, I couldn't bear to leave her alone, so I took Su Ya back to my apartment.
Perhaps Su Ya was emotionally wounded, or perhaps she wanted to retaliate against her ex-husband in another way, venting her pent-up grievances. We had just returned home when Suya pushed me against the wall. Before I could react, her moist, fragrant lips moved closer, gently touching mine. Her eyes still held sadness, but at that moment, that sadness was tinged with tenderness and desire. I didn't want to take advantage of her vulnerable state and hurt her.
I just stood there, numb, pressed against the wall, staring at Suya's fair, delicate face.
"What's wrong? Is it because I'm older than you that you don't want me?" Suya kissed me lightly for a while. Seeing that I didn't reciprocate, she pulled her lips away, pressed her face close to mine, and looked at me with her captivating eyes, asking in confusion.
Before going home, I had told Suya my age and name. Now, Suya must have misunderstood that I was bothered by the age difference, which was why she asked that.
I gently brushed a strand of hair from her forehead with my fingers, tucking it behind Su Ya's ear. My fingers slowly slid down Su Ya's cheek.
"It's not because of that. I don't want to take advantage of you and possess your feelings."
"An Xia, I'm doing this voluntarily. Kiss me, okay? If you don't mind that I'm your sister, kiss me." Su Ya gazed at me for a moment, then pressed her lips to mine again.
Su Ya, I don't mind, not at all. Your charm and beauty captivated me the moment I first saw you. I didn't kiss you just now because I was afraid you'd misunderstand me as a scoundrel, a rogue. What I wanted was to be a gentleman in your eyes. Even though after tonight you'll disappear from my life, becoming just a passerby, I still want to leave you with a good impression, the gentlemanly conduct of a man, not taking advantage of your moment of despair to possess your body.
I murmured to myself, wrapping my arms around Su Ya's waist, and taking her fragrant tongue into my mouth, sucking on it.
"Suya, you're so beautiful." I kissed Suya, unable to suppress my admiration for this woman. Her appearance perfectly matched the woman I wanted.
Shoulder-length short hair, an oval face, fair and smooth skin, large eyes, and a well-proportioned figure—all combined so harmoniously, she was simply the perfect lover of my dreams.
I welcomed Suya's skillful kiss, even thinking that Suya's appearance was the best gift God had given me.
From that moment on, I was captivated by her beauty. I knew that with just a few glances, Suya had already stolen my heart.
When Suya heard me praise her beauty, she simply smiled gently and continued to caress me. It seemed that at this moment, nothing was more important than having her.
Before meeting Suya, I had never imagined that I would be attracted to a woman six years older than me. Suya was thirty-two years old, and probably because she took good care of herself, her skin was still so delicate and smooth, and her figure was also well-maintained. She looked like a woman in her late twenties, and you couldn't tell that she was a mother who had given birth. In my eyes, Su Ya was a young woman with a noble air and charming looks. Every part of her body could arouse my desire, even though she was six years younger than me.
Su Ya unbuttoned my shirt, and I looked at the woman in front of me excitedly, my heart pounding and my breath catching in my throat.
"Haha, sis, you're teasing me." I chuckled as she tickled me. However, I liked Su Ya's teasing, I liked this tingling sensation like an electric current.
"Do you like it?" she teased me, continuing the same action with abandon.
I nodded, smiling, trying hard to suppress the waves of ticklishness in my body.
"Sister Ya, do you like this feeling too?" I asked her, my hand slowly moving towards Su Ya's nose and jawline. When I touched Su Ya's chest, she reacted even more strongly than I did, she trembled.
"Brother, I'm ticklish."
"Really? Why did you tell me such an important little secret?" I chuckled, ignoring Su Ya's trembling, and continued to tease her body. Su Ya laughed heartily, looking at me with a fascinated gaze. A flicker of seductive desire shone in her eyes, like a blazing flame igniting my body.
"Brother, please spare me," Su Ya began to plead, but the more she dodged, the more it fueled my passion. I teased her, and she laughed, snuggling closer to me.
Su Ya before me, like a woman in her early twenties, had her earlier sorrow dispelled and found joy in my playful antics.
We joked for a while, then Su Ya slowly retreated to the bedside, stopped, and gazed at me.
I moved closer, wrapping my arms around her waist. At that moment, Su Ya seemed like a lover I'd known for years, there was no sense of unfamiliarity. She brought me ease and pleasure; I had no reservations about her.
Su Ya stood before me without pretense, her deep, affectionate eyes seeing me not as a stranger. In her large eyes, I saw a woman's allure in the night, a woman's longing for a man.
She wrapped her arms around my neck and leaned back onto the bed. Suya understood men's hearts well and was very familiar with the intimacy between men and women. Like all women, she couldn't help but cry out when the passion was at its peak.
Although it was our first time meeting, Suya and I cooperated perfectly during our lovemaking, and she gave me a wonderful feeling I had never experienced before.
The night outside the window became very quiet, as if it were listening.
In the soft lamplight, our lingering love continued, and Suya, like a passionate veteran, led me towards wave after wave of peaks. Our burning skin transmitted our heat to each other, tightly merging, allowing us to feel each other's physical presence.
I basked in the lingering warmth of Su Ya's body, happily pulling her into my arms.
Su Ya pressed her face against my chest, looking at me with grateful eyes.
"An Xia, thank you. You brought me comfort and joy during my saddest time."
"Sister, fate arranged for us to meet, and I should make you happy and full of laughter."
"An Xia, no matter if we meet again in the future, I will never forget that there was a boy named An Xia who gave me a few hours of the happiest time during my saddest time."
"Sister, if fate allows, I hope to have you again."
"I can't answer you now. If I hadn't come to find you again, would you have hated me?"
"No, I know what you're thinking. You didn't come with me tonight because you like me. I won't hate you. I only hope that you can live happily from now on, forgetting those unhappy past events. I only hope that you are happy."
"Thank you, my little man." Su Ya was moved and kissed me tenderly, curling her whole body into my arms. I held her tightly, feeling the happiness Su Ya brought me.
I embraced Suya's fragrant body, inhaling her soft breath, and in her gentle embrace, we drifted off to sleep together. Although Suya and I had only met by chance in the city, our intimacy tonight felt more like that of passionate lovers. However, in my mind, I didn't see Suya as just a woman who had entered my life that night; I considered our meeting a kind of destiny.
Suya's unique temperament and alluring appearance deeply attracted my longing for her. I could feel that Suya's image was already imprinted in my heart.
Even though I knew that Suya could disappear from my life at any moment, and we would return to the state of life we had just lived a few hours earlier. We would both be busy, and Suya would forget me from her memory, erasing our intimate moments from tonight.
To Suya, I was merely an emotional filler in her lonely nights, a solace to heal her wounded heart. She might even forget my face and name when she leaves me, acting as if it had never happened.
When I woke up, just as I had imagined the night before, Suya had quietly left, leaving nothing behind. The only remaining warmth was the bedsheet beside me, reminding me that last night, a beautiful woman slept beside me, and she had brought me pleasure.
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