Someone Else's Wife [The End]

It was last autumn. I opened a clothing store in a shopping mall. Because I was popular, I got along well with the owners of several stalls around here, and we often chatted and laughed together.

She was also the owner of a women's clothing store and had a five-year-old son. Although she was called a young married woman, she was only 24 years old (her husband was nine years older than her). She wasn't tall, but she had captivating eyes. Before she got married, she was a singer.

Since my store was newly renovated, they often came to my store to chat with me. They talked about everything, you could say they were there to flirt with me, this young man. So we got along very well. I often told her where I knew where to get the prettiest women's clothing, because her husband always went to get the stock, and she always complained that it wasn't good enough. So she told her husband that this time she would go to get the stock herself. He had no choice but to agree, and even asked me to take care of her on the way. To be honest, I really didn't have any other thoughts at the time. So I agreed.

The next day, our group of six (along with the owners of four other shops) boarded the train to Shenyang, the provincial capital. On the train, we joked about me sleeping with the young married woman that night. After arriving at the wholesale market and finishing our shopping, it was already 9 pm. Everyone was tired, so someone suggested going to a sauna for the night—we could shower and sleep, and it was cheap.

Everyone agreed. We went to a sauna center, showered, and then lay down in the corner of the last row of the rest area. The young married woman lay on the bed next to mine. We told jokes (including those about love and sex). Eventually, the other four of us fell asleep. I was also a little sleepy, but the young married woman was very energetic. She shook me and told me not to sleep. She said it was her first time traveling and her first time at a sauna, and she was very happy. She asked me to talk to her, and then our conversation drifted to erotic topics. (We often joke around like, "Come give me a kiss, or I'll rape you, you handsome guy!") I went along with her, saying, "Let's sleep, we have to travel tomorrow." She said, "Then come kiss me, and I'll sleep." I said, "You're crazy!" She continued, "Are you scared? Want me to touch you? You're just talking, hehe~~" Her words got me excited, and I felt a little aroused.

I whispered, "It's not that I'm scared, it's just that there are other people around." Unexpectedly, she said, "What are you afraid of? It's dark in the sauna lounge anyway, nobody can see anyone." So I said, "Then come and touch me if you dare!" As soon as I finished speaking, she slowly put her hand under my blanket and touched my thigh.

My little brother immediately reacted. (Those who have been to a sauna know that the two reclining chairs are very close together.) I didn't expect her to actually reach over and touch me. I wanted to tell her to stop, but I was afraid the other people would hear (because I wasn't sure if they were really asleep). I could only whisper, "You really dare to reach over here?" She said, "What's there to be afraid of? It's okay." After saying that, her hand moved down my thigh towards my penis, with a very skilled touch, grabbing my penis and immediately stroking it. She whispered

, "It's so hard. You said you didn't want to touch me, you're just a coward." At this point, I was too nervous to speak. To be honest, I was only 21 years old then. Although I wasn't a virgin, I hadn't been with a woman in a long time, let alone a young woman. I felt like I was about to ejaculate.

Then she said, "Do you want to reach over and touch me?" I stood up and looked at the others, and found that they were indeed asleep. Only then did I dare to reach over and touch her breasts. Although her breasts felt a little loose, it didn't matter to me at 21. I vigorously rubbed her breasts and asked her if it felt good.

She said it wasn't very comfortable, and that touching her lower body would feel better. As she spoke, she guided my hand towards her genitals and even told me to put my fingers inside. So I gently moved my middle finger in and out. Wow~~ You're so wet! She said she was already wet when she was talking to me earlier. Haha~~ I can finally get my hands on a married woman. I've always wanted to play with married women but never had the chance.

Today I finally got my chance. My fingers kept moving, and her hand slid frantically. She started moaning, and the moans got louder and louder. I said, "Shh~~ Keep it down, others will hear us." At this point, my hand slowly slowed down.

She twisted her hips vigorously, trying to stop me, saying, "I don't care, I don't care, I want you." Wow! How could we do this here? I tried to reason with her, suggesting we find a better place to do it tomorrow. She finally agreed, but said she had to give me a handjob to make me feel good.

I lay down so she could easily give me a handjob, and soon I came, ejaculating on her hand. She continued to stroke me, asking if it felt good. I nodded. Then we discussed finding a better place to do it. Finally, we both fell asleep satisfied. The

next day we both returned. That evening, she texted me, insisting I come out, saying she only had half an hour for our date. I agreed. I rode my motorcycle to the grassy area by the river on time. Soon after, she arrived; it was clear she had dressed up carefully for the evening.

As soon as she saw me, she pulled me into a secluded grove of trees. When we reached a quiet spot, she hugged me and started kissing, licking, and touching me, saying, "Hurry up, I lied to my husband and said I was out shopping and didn't have much time. Come on." I said, "Right here? This is grass. What if someone comes?" Because it was close to her house, she was worried about running into acquaintances, so she asked me what I could do. I suggested we sit down and she give me oral sex, but she shook her head, saying she had never done it before, only seen it in porn, and wouldn't do it. I said that way, if she knelt down and gave me oral sex, no one would notice, and people would think she was lying in my arms. She thought about it and agreed (actually, I think she really wanted to try oral sex too). I unzipped my pants and took out my penis. She hesitated for a moment, looked at me, and said, "I haven't kissed my husband here yet, can we not?" At that moment, I couldn't resist anymore. I pressed her head down, and she had no choice but to take my penis in. I instructed her to move it in and out repeatedly, and she cooperated, saying it was uncomfortable, probably because she wasn't used to it. I felt it was truly her first time performing oral sex; her movements were very stiff. I also moved my hips in and out, trying to push my penis as deep as possible into her throat. I asked her if I could ejaculate in her mouth. She shook her head while sucking my penis. I deliberately lied and said I would pull out and ejaculate outside, but I felt I was about to climax. Just after I said that, I ejaculated a thick stream of semen into her mouth. She seemed very upset. But

thankfully, she wasn't angry. After spitting out the semen, she cleaned herself up and smiled, saying, "Maybe it's because it's my first time performing oral sex, I'm not used to the taste of semen, but the feeling of having my penis in my mouth is also very good. I'll offer to perform oral sex next time." We both stood up and quickly straightened our clothes and hair. She quickly disappeared into the grove by the river, and I rushed to get her home. For the next few days, we secretly exchanged glances in the mall. Occasionally, the young woman would come to my shop around lunchtime (when business was slow) pretending to try on pants, since I also sold women's clothing. When no one was around, she would deliberately say the pants didn't fit and ask me to change, then pull me into the fitting room. I couldn't resist her seductive charm, and we would kiss and touch each other in the fitting room, glancing around to see if anyone was watching. Several times, she made sounds of wetness from my touching, but I always covered them with my hand.

She even put my fingers in her mouth. Honestly, I don't know what would have happened if someone had come into my shop then, haha... whatever. Luckily, no one noticed. It was really exciting. It's a pity I haven't had a chance to have sex with her properly yet, but that's only a matter of time. For those few days, I couldn't stop thinking about making love with her.

It was Friday night, and I was still wondering when I'd finally get a chance to sleep with her. I was so impatient; just thinking about her made my penis hard. It was driving me crazy. A little while later, I got a call from her. The young woman told me her husband was working the night shift and wouldn't be home. I asked if I could come over, and she said she wanted to, but her son was home, and she kept whining that she was so frustrated because she never had a chance. I said it was okay, we could flirt on the phone. We only exchanged a few words before she said she couldn't take it anymore and told me to come over right away so she could get her son to bed.

I thought, "Haha, finally!" I said I'd be there in 10 minutes. About 10 minutes later, I arrived at her building, but I was a little scared, so I called her. She said I could come up. She opened the door, afraid the neighbors would see me knocking. I hung up and quickly ran up to the third floor, quietly entering. She also gently closed the door and led me to a small room, which she said was her son's study. I asked if her son was asleep. She nodded and touched my penis.

Only then did I clearly see she was wearing a yellow, slightly see-through nightgown, which looked incredibly alluring. I quickly lifted her nightgown to her waist to try and take off her panties—damn! She wasn't wearing any; she was just waiting for me.

By then, she had already pulled my pants down to my knees. I whispered to her if she could give me oral sex first. This time, she quickly opened her mouth and took my entire penis into her mouth; she already knew how.

She knelt on the floor, and I stood there, grabbing her hair and enjoying it. Wow, it felt so good! Maybe I was a little scared, but I felt like I was about to climax very quickly. I told her I wanted to ejaculate, and she shook her head frantically, saying no. She spat out my penis and said, "Don't ejaculate yet, wait until it's inside before you ejaculate. Let's stop for a bit." We sat on the stool and rested for two minutes. I suddenly pulled her onto my lap, and she cooperated by aligning her vagina with my penis and sliding it in. Wow, it felt so damn good! I sat on the stool and fucked her hard dozens of times. Looking at the young woman's expression, she was practically going crazy, hugging my neck and pressing her breasts against my face. Her head kept shaking back and forth.

I asked her if she wanted to go to the bed, but she said no, afraid the bed would make noise, and suggested we do it on the floor. I gently put her on the floor and tried to penetrate her vagina. After a few thrusts, I felt the young woman's vagina gripping me tightly, and she started shaking her hips. I immediately felt myself ejaculating, and I asked her if I could ejaculate inside.

She shook her head, saying not to ejaculate so quickly, she wanted more, and kept shaking her hips vigorously. I tried to stop, but it was too late; my hot semen shot into her body. She felt me ejaculate and used her vagina to clamp my penis, preventing it from slipping out, telling me it would make me feel better, and it did.

I lay on top of her and asked if it was okay to ejaculate inside. She laughed and said, "Looks like you really don't know. You think I'm still a little girl? I had my tubal ligation after having children, so I can do whatever I want, you idiot." Then she leaned in and licked my ear with her tongue. To be

honest, while her oral sex skills weren't the best, her tongue technique was absolutely top-notch! I asked her if she wasn't satisfied since I ejaculated so quickly. She said it was a bit fast, but she had a quick orgasm. I said that wouldn't do, I wanted to have sex with her again. To let her enjoy it properly.

She said okay. But just as we were about to start again, her husband called to say he'd forgotten his phone and was coming back for it, which scared us half to death. After hanging up, I quickly pulled up my pants and kissed her. She said, "It's okay, there'll be plenty of time, we'll do it again next time." Before leaving, she touched my penis and said it felt really good. I quickly went downstairs and went home. An hour later, she called to tell me her husband was coming back for it. She took the phone.

I asked her if she wanted to go over again, but she said she was a little scared and would consider another day. She also said that making love just now felt like being a thief, so exciting—so this is what having an affair

is like. Several days passed, and she kept calling me, saying she wanted to make love to me but never had the chance. We ended up exchanging glances in the shop during the day and flirting and making love on the phone at night until the end of the month. I had to go to buy more stock, and she said she wanted to come with me. Just the two of us, to avoid arousing suspicion, I said I was going to Guangzhou and she was going to Shantou.

That way, no one would suspect anything. The next day, we took a bus to Guangzhou together and found a... We booked a hotel room. During the day, we organized the goods, and at night we hid in the room and went at it hard. We stayed in Guangzhou for three days. On the first night, we had sex five times. After each time, we would shower together and then continue. (I was really in good shape back then!) On the second and third days, we had sex six or seven times.

Basically, we had sex whenever we had time, trying every position and style imaginable. When we got tired, we would sleep. When my penis went soft, she would lick it until it was hard again before we continued! A few times, I pulled out and gave her oral sex. She said she didn't dare to be too promiscuous with her husband because she was afraid he would be unhappy. Only when she had sex with me could she truly enjoy it. I enjoyed the pleasure of sex.

I left my hometown to work in another city, but we still kept in touch. She always asked when I was coming back, saying she longed to have sex with me. However, every time I went home, I would have sex with her several times.

Because she rarely had time, we often made love by the river, in the car, in the park, and in hotels. We've maintained contact ever since. We've said we'll continue this relationship.

She asked me why I loved having sex with her so much, and I said it was because her moans were so incredibly lewd. They made me want to orgasm! So, of all the women I've been with, I still love having sex with her the most!

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