[An extramarital affair with a work neighbor] (An extramarital affair with a colleague)

I'll tell you a true story, my personal experience. In 2001, I had been married for a year and worked in a

government office. There was a bank branch near my workplace, and recently a young woman, about 29

years old, had been transferred there. She wasn't particularly beautiful, but she was pretty and had delicate features. She wasn't tall, about 1.6 meters, but her proportions

were excellent. She was very charming when she walked in her office clothes. We worked in the same lobby, so I often saw

her. Since women in our unit were very scarce, I couldn't help but glance at her a few times or have

inappropriate thoughts after seeing her.

One day, I finally couldn't resist anymore; I wanted to possess her. After having this thought, I began to plan and

implement my offensive.

First, after lunch, I waited for her to come out of the aisle on her bicycle and smiled at her.

Unexpectedly, she smiled back charmingly. This was our first spiritual connection; clearly, she accepted

me.

Second, again after lunch, I waited for her to come out of the aisle on her bicycle and deliberately dodged

, causing her to stumble. She smiled charmingly again; she liked my teasing.

Thirdly, one noon, while she was on duty, I didn't go home. I slowly slipped to their window, glanced at her, and

she knowingly and warmly invited me inside. This was our first conversation, and of course, it was all very serious topics.

After talking for a while, I invited her upstairs to play ping-pong. She readily agreed, but said she didn't know how and wanted me to teach her

. Of course, I pretended to know how. Hehe, the opportunity had arrived; I was about to have some physical contact with her…

When we got to the ping-pong room upstairs, we played for a while. She kept missing the ball, so I thought my chance had come.

I went over to her and offered to teach her, and she didn't refuse. When I grabbed her hand, my heart pounded.

After a few token hits, I pressed my penis against her buttocks. She just wiggled and twisted her

hips. I grew bolder, grabbing her hand and racket with my right hand and slowly wrapping my left arm around her slender

waist. She continued playing as if nothing was wrong. I boldly moved my hand up and touched her small breasts. I felt her

bra was hard and small. At this point, she couldn't hold back anymore and broke free from my embrace. I glanced at her, and she

turned her head away, said a few words hastily, and then said it was getting late and she had to go to work. I didn't say anything more

, and that ended our first intimate encounter.

After the first time, there was a second. The second time, we sat side by side on the benches. I hugged her

and kissed her. She didn't refuse, but she wasn't proactive either; her tongue never came in.

On the third time, I hugged her from behind, unbuttoned her shirt, pinched her bra, and kissed her

ear. She suddenly turned around, straddled my lap, and looked at me. I lifted her shirt up and took off her

bra. She grabbed my hand and said there was nothing there, what was there to see? Only then did I see

that her breasts were very small, almost flat, but her nipples were large. However, I was already prepared;

someone so thin couldn't be very voluptuous. I also had a chance to enjoy the flesh of a thin person. I bit her nipple and

licked...bite... She moaned with pleasure, but I felt it was a bit fake. We kissed for a while, and then she

suddenly stood up and said it was too unfair. Then she unzipped my pants and took out my penis.

She gasped softly and said I was indeed a descendant of Genghis Khan. She slowly stroked my penis, but because I was nervous, I

didn't feel the urge to ejaculate. After stroking it for a while, she put my penis away and said it was time to go downstairs.

Our naked encounter ended just like that.

The fourth time, after she played with my penis for a while, she moaned and asked me to touch her. I understood and unbuckled

her belt, reaching into her private area. Her pubic hair was so sparse and soft—I loved that type. I moved down

to her labia majora; they were soft and wet. I pressed in, and it actually went in! Her vagina wasn't in

a place I was familiar with, perhaps because she was short and had small hips. I probed further in, but it didn't go very deep before I reached

her cervix. How could this be? There are such great individual differences in women's reproductive organs. I

used two fingers to probe her shallow... Although my penis wasn't inside, it felt indescribably good. After enjoying it for a while, she said it was time to go in,

so she got up and took off her clothes. I quickly took off my clothes too. I had prepared a condom beforehand, and just as I was about to put it on,

she snatched it away and threw it away, saying she didn't need it. I felt a pang of guilt, mainly because I was afraid she would get pregnant, and also afraid of catching a disease.

But then I thought, if a respectable woman like her isn't afraid, why should I be? I didn't care anymore. I picked her up and put her on

my lap, and she guided my penis towards her... perhaps itchy, sticky... As I pressed against her,

a sudden wave of guilt washed over me. This was my first time having an affair; she was someone else's wife, and I was someone else

's husband. This guilt was even greater than my first time with a prostitute. While I was caught in this internal conflict, my penis was almost inside her.

Just then, my tense nerves snapped; my penis suddenly throbbed, and I knew I was about to ejaculate. I started thrusting

wildly , and she started screaming, "Ah, ah!" (I always felt it was a bit fake; maybe she

was used to doing this to her husband). After a dozen or so thrusts, I stopped and shamefully told her it was a bit short. She said it was okay, that I was

too tense.

After that, we often went upstairs to the ping-pong room while she was on duty and made love passionately.

I always ejaculated twice. Once, we even did it in a private room at a restaurant, sitting on chairs. That time was amazing;

the waiters . Six months later, she was transferred. We occasionally talked on the phone, and when I invited her to get together, she

always said another day. I think she didn't want to continue her clandestine activities, and I didn't force her. This was fine; we didn't interfere with each other,

leaving only passionate memories to reminisce about in our old age.

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