I found a lover online, and after we had sex, I was treated like a gigolo.

I'm a migrant worker from Guangdong, and I've been working in Shenzhen for over seven years. In those seven years,

I started as a factory worker and, after several years of hard work, I've become what people consider a white-collar worker.

Life is very realistic. My girlfriend dumped me because I didn't have money. So, I vowed to

work hard and earn money from that moment on. Later, I got a good job and my own business. But I'm not happy.

Work isn't as tiring as before, but I feel empty inside. Before, you might not have money, but you were happy. Now,

even though you have money, you don't feel as fulfilled as before. That's how people are; environment changes a person.

Although I'm a man with excellent looks and talent, I'm not married. I'm almost thirty

, but I don't look old at all. My colleagues say I'm only in my early twenties. Actually, it's not that I don't want to get married, but finding

someone I truly love is too difficult. After a breakup, I became a different person.

My daily life consists of watching videos and surfing the internet. For a single man without a

girlfriend , life is like a glass of plain water—colorless and tasteless. But there's no way around it. I don't want to date the really bad ones,

and the really good ones are unrealistic – you can't trust them. Even the richest beautiful woman will always find a boyfriend

who's richer than her. Look at many singers. That's how they choose boyfriends, let alone people like us. So

I can only wait. I kill time online.

My favorite website is NetEase's Shenzhen chat room. There are many beautiful women there who could be called "bad

women ." They can say anything, and much of it involves sex. A few times I

chatted with a girl named "Tonight at the Hotel," who said she'd do it for 400 yuan. I'd

never , but now I have no choice. I don't have a girlfriend. No normal man can

stand the sexual repression. No matter what kind of person he is. Even Jackie Chan, after his marriage, said, "I'm a

man, not a god." So, I use these kinds of conversations to relieve my sexual loneliness. I just

chat with them, but I don't do anything. If there's no transaction, they won't chat with you. So I lie to them and say I'm going. Then I ask

them "What do you look like? Are your breasts big?" I used to kill time and alleviate my sexual loneliness by talking about exciting topics. After chatting with

so many women like this, I really wanted to sleep with one. Even though I'm a white-collar worker,

I didn't want to waste money on this. After all, money doesn't come easily. Plus,

women like this, who seem to have a stock called "Publicly Used," aren't necessarily reliable. Ha… so I could only chat. I'm really a coward.

No wonder I had a good upbringing. Of course, it's normal; since I didn't have any feelings for them, I had no choice

but to do this. But one time, I changed my online name and logged in frequently. A woman actually started

contacting me. This time, it wasn't a prostitute.

I changed my online name to "Tasteful and Handsome White-Collar Worker." This time, the woman who contacted me was called "Where is the Dream?" She seemed

like a person of good character. She asked me very politely, unlike those prostitutes who go to hotels. She kept talking about how big her breasts

were and how wet she was. We talked about music, books, studies, and other hobbies. Later, I learned she

worked as a secretary and translator at a business company. She's a typical white-collar woman. We have common topics. She's exactly my

type, and we get along very well. She also likes to joke, but it's all normal talk, never touching on

anything ; we're both very innocent. Later, we added each other on QQ and got to know each other. I also learned she's from Changsha, Hunan.

Life is different with her around. Before, I always wanted to stay at the office and didn't want to leave, but now I'm constantly checking my watch before it's

time . I just want to get home early to chat with Mengzaihefang online. She's very talented. She told me she

won second place in her company's singing competition, and received an award for dance and hosting... She

likes to share everything about herself with me. She also said she's not pretty and no boyfriend wants her. I felt a little sad. I

finally understand that pretty women don't usually date me. Yes. But we have common interests, so maybe

physical appearance can't stop my heart. I asked her for photos a few times, but she wouldn't give them to me, saying she

couldn't meet people like that. Aside from chatting, we don't really know each other.

Half a year has passed, and we're still the same as always. However, I still enjoyed sharing our

shared topics with her as before . One day, she said she wanted to see me. I offered to send her a photo, but she said no, she wanted

a picture of me in real life. We agreed to meet at a bar.

It was a Sunday. I took a car to the designated bar. She said she was dressed in white, which I guess is why I

mentioned I like white. The bar was quiet. When I entered, a very beautiful

and sexy woman in white was elegantly sitting at the bar. "Could it be her?" I thought. She said she wasn't pretty, that it was impossible for her to be

so beautiful. So I called her phone. It really was

the woman in white whose phone was ringing. I still couldn't believe it. I asked her where she was. The woman in white said she was at the bar. I said, "Me too."

She looked up, saw my phone, and waved. It was her. Yes, I went up to her and asked, "Are you...?"

Before could finish, she said, "You're a stylish and sophisticated white-collar worker." We smiled at each other. Her face was so beautiful. I was stunned.

She looked at me and said, "Haven't you seen enough yet?" Then, laughing, she said she deliberately made herself sound unattractive. Because

online, many people won't chat with you if you're not pretty, but you're special. I'm glad it's

her .

Luckily, I didn't give up chatting with her. Heh… a real beauty, I think I still have a chance. You could say it was

love at first sight . We had a few drinks and left the bar. She said she wanted to visit her place. That was exactly what I wanted.

So I went to her place, a rented apartment. It was beautifully decorated, with all sorts of high-end appliances.

She said she wanted to cook for me. Later, we went grocery shopping together. She cooked herself, and I

helped.

We really looked like a couple. I asked her, "Don't you have a boyfriend?" She said, "Nobody wants me." I was surprised. "

You don't want me?" I joked, "Then why would I?" We chatted and laughed like that. Time flew by

.

After eating, it was already afternoon. After watching TV for a while, I said I had to go home. She said, "How can you go home so soon?"

She wouldn't let me leave. She wanted me to stay with her. I said, "It's too late, I have nowhere to stay." She said I could stay at her place

.

Really? I thought to myself. This is our first time meeting. I've never been surprised by other prostitutes before, but her...

She's such a well-mannered girl in front of me. How could we possibly live together? She begged me. You're so smitten by such

a beautiful woman. I said okay.

That night I stayed. She dimmed the lights, turning them red. Very alluring. We both had a little wine,

a candlelight dinner. I was a bit drunk, and she said she wanted to take a shower. I wasn't sure if she was really drunk. I helped her into

the bathroom. After filling the tub, I said I was leaving, be careful. She turned around and suddenly hugged me, saying she wanted to kiss me.

I hadn't been with a girl in so long. I couldn't resist. My penis instantly became erect. I

helped her take off her clothes, and I was stunned. Her body was so white. My breathing quickened. She was also eager

, helping me take off my clothes. We just stood there naked, looking at each other. No words. She pulled me into the tub.

I kissed her while lathering up with soap. Then we hugged and caressed each other. Slippery. My penis was unbearably

aroused . I rubbed my penis between her breasts. She moaned, "Oh...

ah...

oh

..."

After a while, I felt like I was going to ejaculate, and I said I wanted to go inside. She said no. I said I was about to come. She told me

to hold back , and then she put my penis in her mouth. She sucked hard. I ejaculated immediately. My white semen

sprayed all over her mouth. She said, "How come you came so fast? She wasn't even ready yet." I blushed and said,

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. This is my first time with you. I have no experience." She smiled and said it was nothing. Then she

rinsed off the filth and came out.

After I got dressed, I went back to the sofa. She wasn't dressed yet. Her breasts were so big. Then she

took out a leather bra and put it on. When she turned around, I was stunned again. So sexy. Her breasts looked even

bigger. Then she went to the drawer, found a bag, and said she was going to make me coffee. After she made it, she sat down

next to me. She took a sip and then brought it to my lips, saying, "I'll feed you." I was too embarrassed to accept. She forced it into my mouth.

She said she wanted it, and pressed my hand onto her bra, stroking her genitals. My

penis had become rock hard again. What was going on? There must have been an aphrodisiac in the coffee. I'd never

felt this way before.

I couldn't take it anymore. I took off her bra myself. She kissed my nipples while unbuttoning my

clothes. We sat on the sofa kissing each other. Later, she suggested we try 69. I would

kiss her vulva, and she would kiss my penis. We did this for a while. My penis wasn't going to ejaculate anymore. I wanted to be

her vulva. I turned around, picked her up, and put her on the bed. I aimed at her vulva and thrust in.

It felt so good. I thrust in and out. Then we did the positions we'd seen in porn a few times. This time, my penis

couldn't take it anymore.

I ejaculated into her vulva. My semen flowed out of her mouth. It felt so good.

We I drifted off

to sleep...

The next day, she woke me up. I was still very tired. I said I wanted to sleep a little longer. She said no. I said,

"Why not? You're supposed to be my girlfriend. Just let me have my way." She suddenly frowned and said, "Get up,

hurry up and leave." I didn't understand what she meant. Then she took out a thousand yuan from her wallet and shoved it in my face. "Is this

enough?" I was stunned again. I said, "What do you mean?" She said, "I just need sex, not you. You're

not qualified to be my boyfriend." My God, women can turn on you so easily, and so horribly. I got dressed and

said, "You're really heartless." She said, "We each have our own needs. If it weren't for the fact that you're a virgin, I wouldn't have bothered with you for six months. I

've never tried someone like you before, so I gave it a try. The male prostitutes at those hotels were cheaper than you."

Hearing this, I suddenly got angry and said, "What the hell do you think you are? You bitch!" She just smiled and said, "Get lost

.

I don't need you anymore." I stumbled out of Tong Yuan's place, disheveled

. That bitch really made me a gigolo .

But I still picked up the money I'd thrown on the bed and left…

Behind me, I heard that bitch's cold laugh… as if mocking my pathetic gigolo experience…

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