[Modern Relationships] Working women also have sexual needs.

It's often said that the sexual frustration of migrant workers could become a social problem, thus justifying the existence of prostitution. But actually, female migrant workers also face the issue of sexual frustration!

Two years ago, I worked as a designer at an advertising company in Ningbo. Across from my apartment was a small restaurant, which I frequented. I knew a waitress there, a pretty woman in her thirties from Anhui, whom everyone called Sister Mei. Sometimes when I was busy, I'd call her to bring me food, and we became quite familiar.

One afternoon, I was working on a proposal and got so hungry that I realized it was almost 1 p.m. I called the restaurant to order food and continued working. A little while later, the doorbell rang, and I shouted, "The door's open!" Someone came in, but after a while, there was no response. I turned around and saw Sister Mei, blushing as she looked at me, waiting to pay. I checked my pockets and realized why she was blushing: it was hot, and I was only wearing briefs. In my spare time, I often work out, so even though my face isn't great, my physique is pretty good. To escape the awkwardness, I deliberately struck a pose and said, "How's it going? Not bad, right?" Sister Mei blushed even more, pushed me away, and said, "Hurry up and eat, we'll collect the money together tonight!" Then she turned and walked away quickly. That was it. All afternoon, Sister Mei's pretty figure kept flashing before my eyes. To be honest, it's not like I've never seen a woman before. My girlfriend from college would occasionally come from her city to let me have my way, and I've also been to prostitutes before, but I've never been with someone like Sister Mei!

At dinner time, Sister Mei brought the food on time. Seeing that I was still dressed the same way, she immediately blushed and lowered her head. Having already prepared myself, as I handed her the money for the food, I pulled her into my arms and whispered in her ear, "Sister Mei, thank you!" Caught off guard, Sister Mei made a "hmm" and twisted her body, then suddenly stopped moving. It turned out that my hard penis was pressing against her lower abdomen. "The shop's busy, I'll come back to collect the dishes later." Sister Mei gently pushed me away, blushing as she quickly walked away. I couldn't concentrate on my work anymore; my penis was rock hard, so I rushed to the bathroom and masturbated until I slowly calmed down.

Around 9 PM, just when I thought Sister Mei wasn't coming, there was a soft knock on the door. I opened it, and Sister Mei, now dressed, stood quietly in front of me. I pulled her in and hugged her. Sister Mei was trembling slightly, exuding a scent of shower gel and a mature woman's fragrance. I impatiently carried her to the bed and undressed her. Underneath her thin clothes were only a plain white bra and cotton panties.

When I faced her naked body, Sister Mei shyly covered her face with her arms and whispered, "It's not pretty." This only fueled my desire. Sister Mei's breasts were a little saggy, and her nipples were somewhat dark, but her pubic hair was sparse; her lower abdomen was slightly protruding, but without any excess fat. I buried my face in her chest, gently taking her grape-sized nipple into my mouth and licking it with my tongue, while simultaneously reaching down to caress her vulva. Mei reacted intensely; soon, she moaned softly, and her vulva became slippery. I moved my head down and kissed her vulva. Mei's labia majora were plump, and her labia minora, though slightly purplish, were short—exactly my type.

Mei, somewhat dazed, grabbed my hair and whispered, "No, it's dirty..." I continued licking, and Mei fell silent, only letting out soft moans as I licked her. Finally, when my tongue circled her hard clitoris, she whimpered and arched her back. After she relaxed, I slowly inserted my penis into her already wet vagina. Unexpectedly, Mei's body jolted, and she said, "Gently, slowly!" I knew my penis wasn't small, but Mei was a woman who had given birth.

Mei smiled shyly, "It's been more than half a year since we last did it, it's a bit..." I slowly thrust in and out for a while. Although Mei didn't move much, I could feel her subtly responding to me. Her vaginal walls occasionally squeezed my penis, and tiny beads of sweat appeared on the tip of her nose. I stood up, put Mei's legs on my shoulders, and watched my purplish-red penis move in and out of her split vulva. White vaginal fluid occasionally seeped from her dark red labia minora. It was so stimulating. Luckily, I had just masturbated, otherwise I would have ejaculated long ago. Mei closed her eyes, her face flushed, and she looked especially beautiful at that moment. After a few minutes, she was a little tired, so I put her legs down and whispered in her ear, "Mei, is it comfortable?" Mei hugged me tightly, closed her eyes, and nodded.

I teased her again, "Your little thing is so powerful inside." As I said this, I moved my penis inside her vagina. Mei's face turned even redder, "It's been so long since I've done it..." "Nothing?" I pressed. "I've never been penetrated before!" she said, burying her face in my shoulder. I never expected this woman in her thirties to act like a child. I persisted: "Don't you usually want to?" "Who says I don't? Men can go to prostitutes, but women can't." "Then come find me if you want to in the future." Sister Mei nodded, then suddenly realized something and punched me. I deliberately stepped back, and Sister Mei instinctively grabbed my buttocks.

I laughed, and Sister Mei said angrily, "You bad boy," while squeezing me tightly. Mature women are different; Sister Mei's expression and actions reignited my lust, and my penis swelled again inside her vagina. Sister Mei moaned again. I increased the speed of my thrusts and quickly ejaculated.

This battle lasted for over half an hour—quite exhausting. I lay limply on the bed, vaguely feeling Sister Mei wipe me down with a hot towel, then get dressed and quietly leave.

Later, Sister Mei came often, and I made a new discovery, but I'll tell that story another time! For the next week or so, I was incredibly busy with my project, and I even went on a business trip to see my girlfriend. After I finished, I thought of Sister Mei again. I called to order takeout, but it wasn't Sister Mei who delivered it, which was disappointing. Before I even finished eating, the phone rang. It was Sister Mei, sounding a little flustered. She said some friends from her hometown were coming to eat, and she couldn't leave, but she'd come to collect the dishes later. I quickly reassured her that it was okay and I'd wait for her.

Finally, around 10 pm, Sister Mei arrived. Her face was a little flushed, as if she'd had a few drinks. Just as I was about to hug her, she shyly asked if she could take a shower first. So I went to bed and waited for her. A little while later, she came out wrapped in a towel and timidly lay down next to me. I reached out and touched her; she wasn't wearing anything underneath. Since it wasn't the first time, I calmly stroked her while chatting with her, and at the same time, I pulled her hand to my penis.

I asked her if she had missed me these past few days. She nodded shyly and asked me what I had been doing, coming home so late every night. I felt a little touched; it turned out she had been paying attention to me all along. Suddenly, she asked me, "Have you slept with many women?" I was stunned for a moment, unsure how to answer.

She said shyly, "You made me feel so...so good that day." My half-erect penis instantly hardened, and I laughed, "Haven't you tried it, honey?" She shook her head, her lower body becoming wet. I continued joking, touching her vulva with my hand, saying, "Your vulva is very beautiful, so I want to kiss it." She asked curiously, "Aren't all women the same?" "You're a woman, haven't you seen other women's?" She lightly pinched my penis, scolding me, "We're all women, who would look?" Suddenly, I realized that when discussing these topics, Sister Mei's desire arose particularly quickly, and she forgot her shyness.

So I continued, "Women's faces are all different, and so are their bodies. Look, yours is plump here, with little hair, it feels really nice to touch. Some women have a lot of hair, and their labia are thin, it doesn't feel comfortable to touch. And then..." I almost used my girlfriend as an example, having just slept with her a couple of days ago, but I quickly stopped myself. Sister Mei's face was flushed, her eyes sparkling as she listened to me, her legs clamping tightly around my hand, her plump vulva twitching occasionally. I was already burning with desire myself, so I rolled over and climbed on top of her, thrusting my rock-hard penis into Sister Mei's wet vulva. Sister Mei responded to me with all her might, her vaginal walls contracting repeatedly, and it took her a long time to exhale and relax.

Then she opened her eyes and stared at me, saying, "I wasn't finished talking yet." It seemed Sister Mei really had a "voyeuristic fetish." I had a sudden idea and touched her clitoris, which had shrunk and peeled back due to her heightened sexual desire, saying, "Your little bean isn't too big or too small. Some women's are very big, and I don't like that." Sister Mei murmured, "You say I'm good in this way and that way, but I've already had children. Everyone says that women aren't tight anymore after having children." I took the opportunity to change the subject: "Your husband said that, right?" She nodded shyly.

"What did he do with you?" I asked again. Sister Mei pouted, "When he wanted it, he'd climb on top and thrust a few times, then come and go to sleep!" I told her that her husband didn't understand women, didn't know foreplay.

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