I was seduced and raped by a slutty, mature woman in stockings at work.

I've never written an article before, but I've seen quite a few of yours. Many of them are just fantasies, lacking real experience, hence their somewhat unrealistic quality. However, I don't enjoy writing, so I generally don't comment on their quality. Writers need life experience, and the same applies to this kind of writing; only truth can move the audience, right? Today, I'll write about my true story.

This is my first time writing, so it might not be very good, but I hope you'll support me. This happened many years ago. I was the office manager at a company that sold stationery, so there were relatively many women in the office, each with their own unique charm. Many people immediately start by describing how beautiful the women were. Actually, there were some beauties in our office, but not many—maybe one or two. The rest were of average appearance.

I'm fairly good-looking, tall and robust. While not exactly dashing, I'm quite refined—in women's terms, I have a certain masculinity. Many women liked me, but I never flirted with them. Firstly, I didn't think I was that shameless, and secondly, my wife is very beautiful; there was no need for me to cheat or do anything to betray her.

But the wind wouldn't stop even if I wanted to remain still. Although I had no such intentions, the woman who coveted me eventually lured me into her clutches. I fell for her tricks and became her lover. At first, I was unwilling, but later I grew to like it and enjoyed making love with her. Making love with her was much more exciting than with my wife. Whether in the wild or in the office, she could always offer up her plump buttocks, exquisite and charming labia, and warm and moist vagina, satisfying a man's desire to conquer. Although I didn't love her, I enjoyed making love with her. Making love with her was solely to satisfy my sexual desires, nothing more.

Having written so much, let me now introduce the female protagonist. She is a mature woman, three or four years older than me, and works as an accountant in her workplace. She is not particularly beautiful, just of average appearance. Her husband is a middle-level manager in a public institution. He is thin and looks rather frail, but he is quite talented and is a key employee in the unit. Since we live in the same compound, we greet each other when we meet, but we have never had much interaction. My relationship with his wife has been peaceful for several years.

This woman wasn't tall, probably around 160cm, but she was quite plump and full-figured, especially her breasts, which were always perky and full. Every spring, she was always the first to wear a skirt and stockings. Although she wasn't conventionally beautiful, every woman has her most beautiful feature, and this woman's most beautiful feature was her legs. Although she was plump, it was mostly her upper body; her lower body was very proportionate. From her hips down, her upper body seemed like two completely different people, with beautiful curves. Sometimes I wondered how the Creator could have created two seemingly unrelated bodies together. The lines from her thighs to her ankles were soft and graceful. Every summer, her attire was the most eye-catching. Because of her large breasts, coupled with her low-cut dresses, it always seemed as if her breasts were about to jump out, which was very alluring. What's most alluring about her is her legs. This woman loves wearing stockings and high heels, probably because she's not very tall, so she always wears high heels to appear taller. She wears stockings from spring to summer. In summer, she loves wearing those shiny, flesh-colored stockings. I don't know where she buys them. Other female colleagues at work either wear black or flesh-colored stockings, but they're all quite ordinary. But she's different; her stockings are always shiny. When she puts them on, her legs look perfectly rounded and smooth—you could even call them jade legs. I have a lifelong fondness for women's jade legs, so every summer, when I see her wearing shiny stockings, I can't help but glance at them a few more times. But since she's not my type, I've never had any romantic feelings for her. It's only a few times when she came to my office to report on work, sitting on the sofa, that alluring jade leg, accentuated by the shiny stockings, was incredibly seductive, especially when she sat down... Her legs were quite exposed, very beautiful and alluring. I always felt an urge, my eyes constantly glancing at her thighs. She seemed to know I had this fetish, always intentionally or unintentionally slightly opening her legs or adjusting her skirt. Of course, she didn't pull it up, but down. Sometimes people are strange; the more she pulled her skirt down, the more I thought, "If only she pulled it up a little, so I could see what her inner thighs looked like." Haha, this woman seemed to be able to read my mind. A few times she actually deliberately opened her legs, revealing her curves, allowing me a second or two to see her crotch under her shiny stockings, and her pubic area covered by black silk panties—very full and seductive. But that was all. Although I have a fondness for women's beautiful legs, I'm not so lustful as to want to possess this woman. I'm just satisfying my special fetish by secretly glancing at her a few more times.

If it were only that, our relationship might have remained just that of ordinary colleagues for the rest of our lives. But under this woman's meticulous planning, I not only became her lover, but her only lover.

It was an early summer story. That day, our boss was in a car accident while on a business trip. He was on his way back from having dinner with clients from out of town in a county town. When he crossed an intersection, he collided with a tractor that was crossing the road. The tractor's front end was smashed to pieces and separated from the body. Surprisingly, the tractor driver was completely unharmed, suffering only minor injuries. Our boss and the driver were not so lucky. The boss's head slammed hard into the windshield, punching a hole in it. The driver fared even worse; his face was completely smashed open. It was blood. In the end, he needed over two hundred stitches. He went from a handsome young man to an ugly guy with crooked eyebrows, a collapsed nose, and scars on his face. When I arrived at the hospital, the boss was a little dizzy, probably because he had a concussion from the impact. He was speaking incoherently, but there were no external injuries, only a large bump on his head. After a CT scan, it was confirmed that there was no intracranial hemorrhage, so I was relieved. I arranged for the boss to be admitted to a ward, notified his wife and family to come to the hospital to take care of him, and told them that the boss was fine. By the time I finished dealing with all of this, it was already late at night. Since the boss had family with him, I went home.

The next morning, the traffic police called and asked me to handle a traffic accident. The accident occurred in a town in the county seat, about 60 kilometers from the city. Considering the compensation involved, I asked my accountant to come with me before I left. She was the plump, mature woman I mentioned earlier. That day, she was wearing a sky-blue silk top, a black skirt, shiny stockings, and peep-toe high heels. She looked quite good overall, exuding the competence and charm of a professional woman. Especially her legs. She happened to be wearing very shiny flesh-colored stockings that day, which made her legs shimmer and radiate allure. At that moment, I suddenly had a thought: it would be wonderful to be able to touch those beautiful legs.

The traffic police officer handling the accident was a middle-aged man, quite unfriendly, and he shifted all the blame onto us. It made me wonder if he was related to the tractor driver, and if his purpose was to extort money from him. Sigh, there was no other way but to use my connections. I contacted a friend at the city traffic police brigade, who spoke to his superior, and his attitude immediately improved.

During the process, I noticed something interesting: this middle-aged officer was also being seduced by our mature accountant. Perhaps her legs were just too alluring, too prominent. Her gleaming legs attracted men's attention whether she was walking or sitting. The officer stole glances at her legs countless times. The woman, perhaps feeling admired, seemed quite pleased, constantly shifting her sitting posture, causing the officer to unconsciously swallow. Haha, it was really funny.

When we arrived at the accident vehicle parking lot, we saw the boss's Audi A6. The front right side was completely wrecked, with a large hole in the lower right windshield. Only then did our mature accountant speak, "Wow, it's so badly damaged!" I was also very shocked when I saw it. Goodness, our boss is really tough. He smashed a hole in the windshield, but he was not seriously injured. He's really got a head of bronze and arms of iron!

Influenced by the traffic policeman's lecherous gaze, on the way back I deliberately sat in the back seat of the car, next to our mature female accountant. This was the first time I had been so close to her, and I was quite nervous because I'm not the kind of man who's very lecherous. Although my female colleagues at work often compliment me on my looks, and even three or four women have hinted at it, I've never had any entanglements with other women. This was the first time I had such lustful thoughts, and I was a little nervous. After settling into the back seat and giving the driver some instructions, I pretended to close my eyes and rest. Actually, I wanted to get a closer look at the mature woman's gleaming legs. However, the car was too cramped, and I was too embarrassed to turn my head and stare at her legs openly. It wasn't as clear as I usually could from a distance. So, I pretended to be a little sleepy and dozed off with my hands on the back of the front seat. That's when I finally got a good look. Good heavens, the woman's shimmering stockings were the kind made of shiny, shimmering silk with a core-spun yarn. The texture was like the shimmering sheen of a man's erect penis. It really got my blood pumping, and I really wanted to reach out and touch them without restraint. Of course, I knew I couldn't. I could only silently admire her legs to satisfy my little craving.

She seemed unaware that I was secretly observing her. Her legs kept opening and closing intentionally or unintentionally. Because the seat was slightly reclined, her skirt was pulled wider than usual. This woman usually wore very short skirts, the kind that only covered her buttocks, and today was no exception. Hehe, because I was lying in front of her, looking from the side, I saw her blue panties under her shimmering stockings many times. Her mons pubis was high and firm, like a meat bun, but because of the stockings, I couldn't see it clearly. This woman didn't seem to realize that she had exposed herself. She even sat down a little lower, as if trying to make herself more comfortable. But this made her skirt ride up even higher, exposing her entire upper thighs and crotch to my view. My penis immediately became hard, pitching a tent. I don't know if this woman saw it, because from my position I could only see her thighs and crotch, but I saw her constantly twisting her buttocks. I guess she saw my erect penis and was aroused as well.

Time passed by, and the sky gradually darkened. My lustful desires were satisfied, and I slowly began to feel sleepy. I returned to my normal sitting posture, and at that moment I saw the mature woman turn her head and glance at me, her eyes seemingly filled with expectation. But I was really sleepy, and I dozed off without thinking. After some time, I felt my hand being held and gently squeezed. I woke up instantly and realized that while I was asleep, my hand had slipped down to the outside of her thigh. It was completely unintentional, but she probably thought I was trying to seduce her. She secretly grabbed my hand with her left hand and gently kneaded it. My lust was aroused, and I gently stroked the outside of her thigh. It was so smooth and comfortable. It was the first time I had touched another woman's legs, and the excitement was like having an affair. My heart was pounding. I glanced at the driver, and thankfully, he hadn't noticed what was happening in the back seat. I became bolder and reached for the upper part of her thigh, gently stroking it. She seemed to enjoy it and let me stroke her. But when I reached for her genitals, she pressed my hand down heavily with one hand, preventing me from doing anything further. I had no choice but to give up.

Not long after, the car entered the city and soon arrived at the company. She straightened her skirt, swayed her large hips as she got out of the car. Watching her full, round buttocks and the shimmering light of her legs moving back and forth, I felt a sense of satisfaction. Ah, today I finally touched her! So good! This woman, I touched her too, a slutty mature woman.

At this point in the story, many friends might think that it was only a matter of time before we took the next step. However, because my boss was in a car accident, I was entrusted with many things. During that time, I was extremely busy and had no time for anything else. Besides, I'm not particularly lustful to begin with, so I gradually forgot everything that happened in the car that day. But in her heart, there was a lot of anticipation; she was waiting for me to take further action. This is what she told me after we recovered.

Because I hadn't made a move for a long time, she finally couldn't hold back any longer. She began her seduction campaign. This was something she had carefully planned, but it happened by chance. Perhaps it really was fate, or perhaps it was all just a coincidence.

It was an afternoon, and I was just getting ready for work when I received her call. She said, "Director Qian, could you come to my house for a moment?" I asked, "What's wrong?" She said, "It looks like my door has been pried open. Could you come and take a look?" She lived in an apartment building next to mine, a place I had never been before. She sounded quite anxious, so I climbed up to her fifth-floor apartment. She was standing outside the door wearing a short skirt and shiny stockings. I wondered why a woman would dress so neatly at home. When she saw me, she quickly pointed to the door. Indeed, there were pry marks on the door, indicating it hadn't been forced open. After looking at it, I told her, "It's alright, but your door isn't a security door. It won't really stop a thief. I suggest you replace it with a security door." She said, "I don't have anything valuable in my house, so it doesn't matter whether I replace it or not." Then she invited me to come inside, but I said no, I had to go to work. She said, "Come in, let me get you a glass of water," and pulled me inside, closing the door behind me. Her house was the same layout as mine, the same type of apartment. She was alone in the house. I asked her, "Where's your husband?" She said, "He's away on a business trip again." "He's busy!" I laughed and said, "He's off working for money again, isn't he?" Her husband was a key technical staff member at his company, quite famous in the province, often invited to give lectures, earning a considerable income. She said, "Yeah, he doesn't care about the family, he only knows how to focus on his work." She handed me a glass of chilled honey water. I took a sip and said, "I'm going to work now," but she said, "Don't go!" I was stunned for a moment. Seeing my hesitation, she said, "You seduced me and now you don't want me anymore?" I could only awkwardly say, "Sister Mei, I'm sorry, I went too far that day!" She said, "Hmph, I knew you were a little pervert, always peeking at my legs, you think I didn't know!" After she said that, I really didn't know how to answer her. It was incredibly embarrassing to have my secret exposed. My first thought was to run away, so I quickly said, "Sister Mei, I'm going to be late for work, I have to go." But before I could even move, Sister Mei pressed herself against me, gently stroking my crotch. My mind went blank; I froze, completely paralyzed. Yet, my penis, despite her gentle touch, involuntarily became erect. This was the first woman besides my wife to touch my penis. Even through my pants, it was incredibly nerve-wracking and exciting. I hurriedly said, "Sister Mei, I was wrong, I was wrong!" and started to walk away. But she said, "If you dare leave, I'll call you raping me!" Her soft voice immediately froze me. I guessed she probably wouldn't shout, but I really wasn't sure. If this woman was really afraid that her affair with a man would be exposed and she would tear off the mask of civility, and she really shouted, I would be in big trouble. Half of the people living in this courtyard are my colleagues. If she shouted, not only would my reputation be ruined for life, but my wife would also have a big fight with me! In that split second of hesitation, Sister Mei suddenly pulled down her shirt, tearing it open with a ripping sound, revealing her white, fleshy skin. Her two large breasts, though still encased in a bra, were undeniably more alluring than if she were naked. To be honest, even men who are lustful usually only speculate about a woman's breast size and what kind of bra she wears; they've never actually seen another woman in underwear. Today, not only did I see it, but her two large breasts, whether from anger or tension, were heaving violently, a thousand times more seductive than usual. I was stunned, completely at a loss. Then, Sister Mei suddenly grabbed my hands and pressed them forcefully against her large breasts. I knew I was finished. Now I couldn't explain myself. Whether I did anything today or not, I couldn't clear my name! If I told anyone, no one would believe that Sister Mei had seduced me; they would only say that I saw Sister Mei alone at home, saw her dressed lightly, and became lustful, doing something indecent! Sigh, she's already torn my clothes and touched my breasts, how can I explain myself? Oh well, I guess I'll just have to let her have her way today! Just then, Sister Mei saw that I wasn't moving and ordered, "Touch me," but how could I dare to touch her? Seeing me like this, she simply grabbed my huge penis with one hand and unzipped my pants with the other, pulling it out in one swift motion. Now, my penis was erect, the glans purplish, swollen and fang-like, presented before Sister Mei. Sister Mei stared at my shiny glans, seemingly surprised by its size and thickness. When I was young, I exercised daily, standing at 184cm tall, with a penis about 16cm long and thicker than most, especially the glans—it was enormous, the size of a large egg. I remember when my wife first saw it, she was stunned. She couldn't believe a man's penis could be so big and so fang-like. So, during our first time having sex, she cried out in pain and wouldn't let me touch her for a week. Besides my wife, no other woman had ever seen my penis before, but today Sister Mei got to experience it, and she fell in love with it—but that's another story. When Sister Mei saw the big penis, she was stunned for a moment, but immediately squatted down and took my big glans into her mouth. However, because my glans was too big, she could only swallow the glans and a small part of the penis. I knew that I had no choice but to surrender today, so I closed my eyes and quietly enjoyed Sister Mei's oral sex service. Sister Mei was very good at oral sex. She held the glans in her mouth and then gently pressed her tongue against the head of the glans, making circles on it. Although her mouth was small, her teeth would occasionally touch my penis, but never the glans. So the glans felt very comfortable in her mouth, like a vagina, no, even more comfortable than vaginal penetration.

Sister Mei licked me for about three or four minutes. Seeing that I was subdued, she stood up and said, "Come on, to the bed." Without another word, she pulled me into her bedroom. This was the first time I had ever entered a strange woman's bedroom. A wedding photo of the couple hung above the bed. Her bed was a very low one, at least fifteen centimeters lower than mine. Sister Mei walked to the bedside, lay back on the bed, and then pulled her shimmering stockings down to her knees, raising her legs high to expose her vulva to me. Only then did I realize that Sister Mei wasn't wearing anything under her stockings. It turned out this woman had planned this all along; everything today was premeditated. The thought made me slow down. Sister Mei seemed to notice my hesitation and used both hands to... With a quick pull, the labia majora, which had been closed just moments before, immediately parted, revealing Sister Mei's exquisitely plump vulva. I was quite innocent back then, without a lover, but after having sex with Sister Mei, I slept with over a dozen women and saw many women's vulvas. But if we're talking about the exquisite and sexy vulva, this not-so-pretty woman was number one. Her vulva was a perfect blend of plumpness and refinement, its shape absolutely perfect, with prominent buds, almost bursting with moisture. Combined with overflowing vaginal fluid and smooth, moist labia, any man would be captivated, feeling an urge to lick it. Although I rarely licked her, I always enjoyed looking at it. Before every sexual encounter, I would always pull it open to admire this woman's lovely, plump vulva. But Sister Mei always forbade me to look—what a strange woman! At the time, Sister Mei didn't seem to notice that I was captivated by her plump vulva. Seeing my slow movements, she snapped, "Get on top of me!" Without another word, she grabbed my large penis and thrust it into her vagina. Pulled by her, I ended up on top of her. At that point, what was there to think about? Just do it! I lifted myself up, my huge, thick penis erect, found the entrance to her vagina, and gently pushed in. My penis slid silently into her vagina. Sister Mei's vagina was so wet, so slippery. Sister Mei felt my large penis enter, tilted her head back, and let out a soft moan. I didn't say a word and began to thrust wildly inside her!

Dear readers, without personal experience, you really wouldn't know that besides the appearance of the vulva, the structure of a woman's vagina varies so much. It was only after having sex with more than a dozen women that I discovered that Sister Mei not only had a beautiful vulva, but also the most captivating vagina. Sister Mei's vaginal flesh had the most folds and many layers, some granular and some wavy. Every time my glans penetrated her vagina, it would be pulled by her internal folds and rubbed by her small fleshy granules, giving me an indescribable pleasure. So even though I've had sex with more than a dozen women since then, my favorite is Sister Mei, not the pretty Jing and Li! Perhaps it's because Sister Mei is plump, and her vaginal walls have more flesh, so her vagina feels very tight, but not so tight that it's impossible to penetrate. Therefore, I always enjoy having sex with her very much.

Many men online boast about being able to last 20 minutes, 30 minutes, or even an hour, but true masters never boast. If they did, firstly, no one would believe them, and secondly, true masters don't need to prove themselves; they only need to make their women submit. So if you think what I've written is a bit exaggerated, just take it with a grain of salt and consider it me bragging! Haha.

As I frantically pounded my huge cock into Sister Mei's plump vagina, her moans rose from low to high, a kind of exhalation without inhalation, giving the impression that she was about to die. This kind of moaning was incredibly seductive and filled a man with a sense of conquest. Because Sister Mei's moans were so loud, I was afraid someone would hear them, so I would always cover her mouth with a pillow to muffle her moans or wanton roars.

After a while, I suddenly remembered that I hadn't gone to work or asked for leave, so I quickly stopped, took out my phone, and called my deputy. At this moment, Sister Mei opened her eyes, looked at me, and asked, "What are you doing?" I said, "Making a call to ask for leave. I want to have some fun with you today." Sister Mei suddenly laughed and said, "I knew you were a pervert, humph!" After the phone call, as I prepared to insert my glans into Sister Mei's plump vagina again, she turned around and lay face down on the bed, facing me with her large buttocks. She said, "Come from behind." Actually, this was one of my favorite positions. This position allowed me to stand and fuck women effortlessly, so playing like this for hours was a piece of cake. At that time, I didn't know that Sister Mei's favorite position was also rear-entry. Because in this position, she could fully feel the man's huge penis going in and out, penetrating to the deepest part of her vagina, feeling the man's most intense and savage thrusts, feeling the pleasure of the large glans hitting her uterus. She talked about these things herself afterward. She also mentioned an autobiographical novel written by Chi Li, saying that Chi Li also liked men attacking from behind, feeling a sense of being conquered. Before reading Chi Li's novel, she always thought she was promiscuous, liking to bend over like a bitch and let men fuck her, which was a perversion. Later, she realized that as long as it made her most comfortable and happy, the position didn't matter. Even if she was promiscuous, it was promiscuous in front of a man she liked, and she was at peace with herself.

Mei Jie has a big, round, fleshy butt. Holding her buttocks with both hands, I inserted the head of my penis into her vagina. I could feel the contractions and tremors inside her vagina. I never know how to be gentle with women during sex. I'm the kind of guy who will thrust my big cock all the way in. Men, when it comes to sex, should be wild, violent, and have the spirit to fuck a woman's pussy. So I kept pounding away, watching the base of my big cock going in and out of Mei Jie's vagina. My cock was covered in Mei Jie's vaginal fluid, and I got especially excited. Every time, I thrust my big cock all the way in.

Sometimes you have to admire women. A woman can really withstand a man's frenzied attacks. Sister Mei was like that. Her head was pressed against the bed, her buttocks high, sticking out her big ass, letting me thrust into her wildly. Every time my thighs hit Sister Mei's big ass, it made a slapping sound. Every time I hit her, Sister Mei would make a "hmm" sound from her nostrils, as if all the air in her body and lungs was being forced out by me. Sometimes I really don't know how to describe that feeling. Anyway, at that moment I had a conqueror's pleasure, the pleasure of a man making a woman completely submit. Seeing this sexy woman who always pretended to be prim and proper, yet having an affair with me in front of her man's wedding photo, shamelessly sticking out her big ass and offering her sexy vulva, a kind of animalistic pride arose spontaneously, so I thrust my big glans even more forcefully and mercilessly into the depths of her vagina.

Suddenly, I felt as if a fleshy rod was repeatedly ramming against my glans deep inside Mei's vagina. Each time this fleshy rod met my glans, it would be pushed to one side by my glans, but as soon as I pulled it out, it would immediately take center position again, raising its head to prepare for the next collision. Each time we collided, the fleshy rod would slide, rubbing against my glans, which was very itchy and very comfortable. So I thrust into it again and again. I knew that this was the legendary vaginal core, the erect cervix during a woman's orgasm. Not all women experience cervical erection, but if you do, it is a very beautiful enjoyment. Of course, such impacts should not be endless, because the glans cannot withstand such strong stimulation for long. If you don't control yourself, you will ejaculate quickly. That afternoon's battle lasted about three hours. My big glans roamed freely inside Sister Mei's pussy, ejaculating wave after wave. Her air conditioner was really useless; due to the intense exercise, I was covered in sweat. In the end, Sister Mei was exhausted from my fucking and collapsed on the bed, unable to move! During my last thrust, Sister Mei cried out, but only repeated the same sentence: "My God, my God, I can't take it anymore, please, I surrender, I surrender!" After that, almost every time we made love, it ended in this way, to the point that I always teased her, saying that she had never beaten me. Everyone says that men can't beat women in bed and always end up as losers, but I always emerged victorious, ending with her begging for mercy.

Seeing Sister Mei slumped on the bed, I knew she'd had her fill of fun that day. But I couldn't stay at her place too long; my colleagues would be leaving soon, and if they saw me coming out, they'd definitely guess what we'd been up to that afternoon. So I quietly told Sister Mei I had to go, but she responded like a spoiled little girl, grabbing my arm and begging me not to leave. I couldn't believe this mature woman had suddenly transformed into a girl, but I still quietly said, "It's almost time to leave work; it wouldn't look good if someone saw us!" Then I got up, dressed, closed the door, and quietly went home.

The next day at work, I saw Sister Mei. She usually didn't arrive this early; as the office manager, I was always the first one there. I asked her, "Why are you here so early today?" She replied, "It's all because of you, you little rascal! You made my private parts swollen; I could barely walk. What if someone saw us if I didn't come earlier?" That's when I noticed that Sister Mei walked with her legs apart, much like an old woman with bound feet. I said, "You could have asked for leave," but she replied, "I didn't come yesterday afternoon, but I can't miss payday today."

As soon as I got home from work that evening, I received a call from Sister Mei. She said, "Something terrible has happened! My house has been burgled! You have to come right away. I've already called the police, and they should be here soon." I knew immediately that this woman was shrewd. She was asking me to come now because she was aware of the footprints I left at her house yesterday. If the police came and did a footprint analysis, it would be impossible to explain why I, someone who had never been to her house, had left footprints at the scene. Even if I wasn't suspected of theft, I would inevitably be suspected of adultery. If the police kept questioning me, no matter how many lies I told, I wouldn't be able to hide it. I might have to confess to our affair, which would be so embarrassing! So I went to her house immediately. She was chatting casually with a few neighbors at the door. As soon as she saw me, she grabbed my hand and pulled me inside, saying, "Look at this! Look at what this wretched thief has done to my house!" She then led me along the route she had taken yesterday. Haha, what a shrewd woman! We exchanged knowing glances, and I loudly comforted her, saying, "Oh well, losing money is better than losing more money! Luckily you weren't home. If you were, you might have been in danger. You're quite lucky!" Then, deliberately, I said, "Oh dear, I shouldn't have come in. I should have preserved the scene!" As I said this, I walked to the door and asked her about the damage. She said there wasn't much cash in the house, so the loss shouldn't be too great.

A potential crisis was averted by Sister Mei, making me admire her meticulousness. But at the same time, I was also amazed at how coincidental things can be. It was truly a self-fulfilling prophecy. Sister Mei successfully seduced me under the pretext of the burglary, but then her house was burglarized the very next day. Was it fate?

Once an affair begins, it's almost guaranteed to happen again. Since then, my affair with Sister Mei has become rampant and uncontrollable. Any place can become our base for secret trysts: offices, orchards, basements, even deserted areas—anywhere we can have our trysts.

The thrill of these trysts is far greater than at home, so I'm always incredibly nervous, terrified of being discovered. This results in me always finishing within ten minutes. Sister Mei even scolds me for being too slow. I say, "In such a dangerous place, the sooner it's over, the better. If we get caught, it'll be incredibly embarrassing!" Some brothers might ask, "How do you do it in the wild?" Well, Sister Mei likes men to fuck her from behind, so of course I enter her from behind, fully armed. In the wild, she often just uses a small tree to support herself and completes her "mistress" duties.

One summer vacation, I took a stroll with her on the university campus. As we walked, we got carried away and went to the basement of a student apartment. We found a secluded spot, pulled down her panties, and started having sex. This woman's greatest advantage was her abundant lubrication; whenever I penetrated her, she was always wet, so it always felt wonderful. This time was no exception. Unfortunately, I was too nervous and ejaculated in less than five minutes.

My affair with Sister Mei has continued to this day. To be honest, I've had sex with Sister Mei far more often than with my wife over the past few years. The amount of semen I've left inside Sister Mei's vagina is probably more than two kilograms. Ah, Sister Mei, this seductive woman, I really can't live without you. (

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