【Our souls intertwine, creating a series of climaxes】

This happened in 2002. At that time, I was working in administration, while he

was a vice president at the group headquarters. Meeting him was accidental.

I vaguely remember it was a sunny afternoon. After listening to the branch office's work report, I had some free time and

decided to go to the mall to check out the merchandise displays. Unfortunately, the colleague who was supposed to greet me had an emergency

. Reluctantly, the boss asked me to put down my work and accompany him...

Heaven knows, my boyfriend rarely accompanied me shopping back then, and I was used to shopping with my best friends

. It felt strange to accompany a complete stranger, especially a man nearing 40.

But there was no other way; I had to do what I was told.

We took a car to Xinjiekou, then the most bustling commercial district. Since almost

every mall in Xinjiekou had our clothing sales, we went from store to store, looking at each one. He walked ahead, and

I followed behind—a rather strange way to shop, wasn't it? He inquired carefully at each store and

commented on their displays, while I followed him absentmindedly, occasionally glancing at

clothes I liked while he asked the shop assistants questions. Women tend to linger on things they like, and I

didn't even a shop assistant reminded me. I rushed out to chase after him, running in high heels,

which is unwise in itself, especially with those stilettos. At a corner in the mall, I twisted

my ankle , and to make matters worse, the heel broke off… I was a bit lost, squatting on the ground,

pressing my ankle, wishing I could just disappear… How embarrassing…

He came over and helped me up.

"Are you alright?" "I think I twisted my ankle."

"Let me help you sit down for a bit." "Hmm..."

He noticed the broken heel of one of my shoes and said, "Your shoes are broken. How about we go downstairs and buy a new pair

?"

I agreed, and with his help, I limped downstairs in my broken heel and

sat down at the Belle counter.

"Buy a pair of flats, they'll be more comfortable to walk in." "Okay."

"What size do you wear?" "Size 37."

He picked out a pair of black flats and handed them to me.

"Oh..." "What's wrong?"

"It's probably swollen, it hurts so much..." "Let me see..."

Before I could speak, he had already squatted down, picked up my right foot, and touched my ankle.

"Hmm, it is a bit swollen. Let me massage it for you, that will help."

I nodded without saying anything, feeling a little touched. After all, he was a vice president of a group company, while

I was just a small employee in a branch office. He, a grown man,

actually knelt down in public to massage my ankle for a petite woman like me . I was speechless. And the

sales clerk was even gossiping, saying, "Miss, your boyfriend is so good to you." A little embarrassed, I lowered my head,

looking at his hands…

After about five minutes, he asked me, "Does it feel better now?" I moved my foot slightly,

and it seemed a little better, less painful. I don't know if it was just psychological or if it really did feel better…

"Miss, could you please exchange it for a size 38?"

The sales clerk gave him a size 38, which he took, knelt down, and said, "Wear a bigger pair;

it'll be more comfortable."

He considerately helped me put on the shoes and asked how I felt. I said, "They're not too tight."

"Miss, please give me the receipt." "How much? I have the money."

"Don't argue with me. You're like this because of me. Buying you a pair of shoes makes me feel better."

"Okay."

"Miss, could you please pack up your old shoes?"

Although they still hurt a little when I walked, it was much better than before.

"Let me take you home first. I've already spoken to Mr. Chen." After the phone call, he said to me,

"Oh. I know."

Along the way, he kept telling me to apply some medicated oil after my shower that night and massage it in;

that would help it heal faster.

When we arrived at the entrance of the residential area, I said to him, "I'm here, thank you for the shoes...

" "I'm the one who should feel bad, making you like this. I'll treat you to a meal to make it up to you when you're better." "No need, no need. I

already . I'll treat you next time." "Let's talk about it when you're better. I've arranged three days off for you. You

should rest at home." "Okay, I understand. Thank you."

I slowly entered the residential area, then slowly made my way upstairs. Lying on the soft bed, my foot didn't

hurt so much anymore... I called my boyfriend, intending to vent, but he was talking business with a client. After a few

simple questions, I hung up...

I turned on the TV, idly flipping through channels, the scene from the afternoon flashing through my mind. Heh, women are sentimental,

that's absolutely true. Even the smallest感动 (feeling of being touched) is deeply etched in their memory... He

probably got my phone number from Mr. Chen. For the next three days, he called every day to check

on me, always reminding me to massage my foot after applying the medicated oil...

When the holiday ended and I went back to work, Mr. Chen asked if my foot was still okay. I said it was fine, much better. Mr. Chen said, "

Be more careful next time, it's really embarrassing for the higher-ups." I said, "Oh, I know, I'll definitely be more careful next time..."

Back at my desk, I thought about it and called him to thank him for his concern, planning to

treat token of my gratitude. He said, "Tonight won't work, how about tomorrow at noon? As for what to eat...

let's have some local snacks, I've been eating too much oily food these past few days, let's balance things out."

"Hehe, okay then, you decide the time, I'll decide the place."

After hanging up, I started thinking about snacks... what kind of special snacks could I have... Usually

when I go out to eat , we eat à la carte dishes or hot pot, we rarely eat snacks...

It wasn't until noon the next day, almost time to leave work, that I decided to stop thinking so much. I'll treat him to duck blood

vermicelli soup...

I called, thinking he would hesitate, but to my surprise, he readily agreed.

After work, the two of us walked to eat duck blood vermicelli soup.

From 12 pm to 1 pm... is peak dining time, especially for fast

food . Those restaurants are packed. I guess he rarely eats in places like that...

We finally found a seat, and I even had to share a table with someone else, haha, it made me a little embarrassed,

but he just said, "It's fine." Haha... A vice president of a large corporation, eating fast food in a fast food restaurant, it's

a bit unbelievable... Hehe.

I don't know if it was because of what happened before, or because he was approachable and down-to-earth, but I developed

a lot of liking for him...

In the following days, we talked on the phone every night. Before I left, he asked for my MSN.

After returning to Hong Kong, we added each other, and every day at work, when we weren't busy, we would chat for a bit, asking about each other's lives, talking about things happening

around us ... It felt like something was missing if I didn't talk to him a few times a day, and

whenever something happened, I would first want to know his opinion... My best friend said: "You haven't fallen for him, have you?

" "How could that be? He has a wife, and I have a boyfriend too." But even though she

said that, she knew in her heart that she had fallen for him a tiny bit, just a tiny bit.

They communicated like this for over half a year. One day, he said on MSN that he was coming over in a few days. Hehe, I was

a little excited

. "Is this another inspection trip?" "Yes. I think I'll be staying for about ten days."

"Oh, then call me when you get there." "I'll arrive around Saturday afternoon, can you pick me up?"

...

I was silent for a long time, then replied.

"Didn't the company arrange for someone to pick you up?" "I told them it was Monday, so no one should be able to pick me up on Saturday

."

"Oh..." "Are you free on Saturday afternoon? If not, that's fine."

"Okay, tell me your flight number, I'll pick you up."

On Thursday, my boyfriend called, asking if I was free for the weekend. He had made plans to go to Wuyuan with some friends. I said I had work at

the company work overtime on Saturday. My boyfriend said, "Okay then, I'll bring you a gift when I get back."

On Saturday, I slept until after 10 a.m., then had a quick breakfast and sat down at

my A woman's wardrobe always seems to be missing that one more outfit, haha. After changing a few times, I decided on a

black spaghetti strap mini dress, paired with a white cardigan, nude stockings, and black high heels.

At 1:45 p.m., the flight arrived at the airport on time. I saw him walking towards me from afar, waved, and as I exited

the station, his first words to me were: "You look beautiful today..." I smiled at him a little shyly

and said, "Haven't eaten yet? Let's go to the hotel to drop off our things and then go out for dinner." "Okay."

We took a taxi to the Golden Eagle Hotel. He had booked a panoramic suite on the 45th floor.

It was my first time in a suite at a five-star hotel like the Golden Eagle. Haha, it was truly magnificent.

The living area and bedroom area were separated by a glass screen, haha, there was even a walk-in closet, and the bathroom had separate

wet and dry areas. It was truly an eye-opener.

Because it was a panoramic suite, the bedroom had two floor-to-ceiling windows offering views of the outside

scenery. People and cars seemed so small beneath my feet…

Just then, something slipped off my forehead. Looking closer, I saw it was a necklace. I turned and met his

eyes.

“This is a gift for you. Do you like it?” “This… I can’t accept it.”

“What’s wrong?” “Why did you give me a gift?”

“Because I like you. There’s nothing wrong with buying a gift for someone you like, right?”

Looking at him, I didn’t know what to say…

"Let me put it on for you." I didn't refuse. He wrapped his arms around the back of my neck and put the necklace on for me.

Then he looked at me and said, "You're so beautiful..." Women are easily moved by sweet words. Just as I

was admiring the necklace, he kissed me. It was a deep kiss that made me feel a little suffocated. I pushed him away

with all my might and looked at him. After he stood still, he said to me, "Ting, I love you.

I fell in love with you the day you tried on the shoes. Really, I've been thinking about you every day since I left you. I think about your face, your voice,

everything about you. I really regret not telling you before I left. This time, I won't miss you again. I

want you to know that I love you..."

I looked at him, a little surprised and a little incredulous. After all, in other people's eyes, he was very

outstanding , successful in his career, mature and stable... "What do you love about me? What's so good about me?"

"I don't know what's so great about you, but I just love you. Do you remember that

photo we took when we ate together? I've kept it all this time. Look..."

He pulled out his phone, opened it, and the screen showed a picture of me eating duck blood soup. It was so ugly;

I wanted to laugh even looking at it. I couldn't believe he'd kept it all this time...

I didn't know what to say, but I was actually a little happy. He came over and hugged me, letting me

feel his presence.

When he kissed me again, I didn't pull away, but responded. Yes, I love him too...

I closed my eyes, feeling his presence, and feeling his little thing. Images of my boyfriend flashed through my mind,

but only for a moment. More often, I saw him massaging me, helping me try on shoes...

Many things just happened naturally...

He put his arm around my waist and pushed me against the window, his whole body pressed against me. I was really worried

the French windows wouldn't be able to support our weight and would break...

Slowly, his hand slid down from my waist, and through my sundress, he began to massage... He squeezed my breasts,

it felt he must really understand women… I could feel his little penis, hard and pressing against my lower body. My hands

were around his neck, our tongues intertwined, deeply sucking on each other…

His hands slid down my silk slip dress, beginning to caress my thighs, slowly, little by

little upwards, finally reaching my forbidden zone through my stockings and panties… I let out

my first moan. He spread my legs, holding me even tighter, my legs wrapping around his body.

I felt his strength so intensely…

Under his caresses, I gradually felt something, my breathing becoming more and more rapid. My body also felt a light…

A slight wriggling. I felt a little wet down there... He picked me up and gently placed me on the bed. He then

turned to close the curtains, but my legs were tightly clamped around him, refusing to let go. He

looked at me, then leaned in, took off my white jacket, and began kissing my shoulders. His hands

weren't idle either, slowly lifting my sundress until I was only wearing stockings and panties...

His head slowly moved downwards, and while I was still savoring the sensation, his head was already buried

between my legs, kissing my genitals through the stockings and panties...

It felt so good... It was warm down there... I started to moan softly.

I didn't know if it was my own fluids or his saliva, but I felt very wet down there...

I pushed his head away and looked at him. Sometimes, a single look can say everything... He

took off his shirt, trousers, and underwear. After I took off my sundress, I saw his penis. I had an

indescribable feeling; it looked so ugly. He gently took off my high heels again and

laid on the bed.

Looking at him, my heart raced… He kneaded my breast with one hand and stroked my hair with the other, his tongue

licking my ear. It was an indescribable feeling, very comfortable… He kept saying how beautiful and

wonderful … but I felt something was missing…

His hand stopped stroking, grabbed mine, and moved it down to his groin. I knew what he wanted,

and obediently placed my hand on his penis, then grasped it… It was thick and large,

but not too hard…

He stroked it up and down… His sensations intensified, his breathing became heavier, and as his penis

hardened in my hand, he seemed like a different person, becoming rough… He ripped off my bra and

began kissing my breasts, occasionally gently biting my nipples with his teeth. His hand then slipped inside my

panties , making real contact with my vagina for the first time…

It felt like an electric shock, amazing, and so comfortable… My hands caressed his broad back

…

When his fingers entered my vagina, I let out a deep moan and told him, “

I want it…”

He removed the last bit of clothing from me, and we were naked together…

He put my legs on his shoulders and began licking my vagina with his tongue… It felt so good… My body began to tremble

slightly ,

a feeling of emptiness, a need to fill it… I wanted it. I need…

my face is so hot… I keep touching my face with my hands… I can’t take it anymore…

When I felt something hard pressing against my vagina, I knew it was the third man to enter my

body , the first man besides my boyfriend to possess me…

He entered little by little… so thick… and so hard… even though I’m almost 40… his penis is

unexpectedly thick and hard, my vagina feels swollen… I unconsciously made sounds: So

thick… I can’t take it…

He kissed my lips. Then he continued to enter…

Oh… in his voice. My little penis finally went all the way into my body... I gestured for him not to move,

and my little sister slowly felt my penis, starting to slowly squeeze it...

"Baby, you're so tight down there..." "Mmm... Do you like it?"

"Yes, it feels so good. You're amazing."

After getting used to my penis, he started to slowly thrust in and out... Each time he pulled out, it felt like

he was my soul away... Only when he entered again did it feel real...

As the fluid increased, his speed also increased... Each time he thrust in deeply...

It felt like he was about to pierce through me... His technique was amazing... Each time he inserted, he would

rotate it , very quickly. I felt like I was about to come... My legs clamped around him, my arms wrapped around his neck...

"Oh... I can't take it anymore. I can't take it anymore... I want it. I want it... It's coming... It's coming..."

I left nail marks on his shoulder with my fingernails to tell him that I had orgasmed...

It was great... He didn't stop thrusting, but changed from thrusting all the way in each time to what is called

nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one... Hehe.

I moaned... matching his panting...

"Baby, you're so good... so tight down there... it feels so good..."

"Baby, are you comfortable?"

I was too weak to answer, just enjoying it...

"Baby... I'm coming, are you safe today?" "Yeah, safe, shoot inside."

"Oh... baby... fuck you... fuck you... fuck you to death..."

Maybe it was too good, he started saying some dirty words, but those words sounded really good during sex,

making me excited and unconsciously responding to him...

"Quick, fuck me, fuck me..."

"Oh... baby, I'm coming, I'm coming..."

After making a sound of pleasure, my little sister also felt something warm. It felt so good...

After

shooting the last drop, he climbed on top of me. Although the air conditioning was on in the room, he was still

sweating profusely.

His little penis gradually shrank inside me and slowly slid out...

Looking at this man in front of me, my third man, I felt very happy... because he was so

excellent. So considerate.

After a short rest, we went to the bathroom to shower together... Perhaps because we had already been intimate,

everything felt very natural. He helped me wash my back, my breasts, and my vulva, while I helped him wash

his chest and his penis... It feels amazing how a man's penis can be so big or so

small... Hehe...

After showering, we went to bed... I snuggled into the covers and leaned against him, turned on the TV, and at 3:23 PM, our

souls intertwined, and we reached a climax.

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