【Sunset and Springtime Sentiments】(Chapter Two)

Sunset Romance -

Chapter Two

Dragging her heavy steps, Anya Qian arrived at the office. Intending to wash away the semen from her lower body there,

she found her colleague Chen Xiaoyun working overtime. Anya Qian was taken aback at first, then

greeted "Xiaoyun, why haven't you gone home yet? What are you doing in the office all by yourself

?" "Oh, Sister Qian, why are you back in the office? I thought you went home after you left this afternoon. I have a few forms to compile,

" Chen Xiaoyun replied, looking up. Seeing Anya Qian's slightly flushed face, her womanly instincts were instantly

aroused. "Sister Qian, why is your face so red?" Chen Xiaoyun's question made Anya Qian's heart skip a beat,

unsure how to answer. She knew in her heart that her flushed face was a result of having just experienced sex.

Anya stammered, "Oh, my husband was in a hurry to eat. I just finished running errands and came back to grab

something . I guess I was in a bit of a rush on the way." Then, Anya pretended to grab a roll of toilet paper and hurried

away. Hearing Anya's answer and seeing her earlier actions, Chen Xiaoyun was skeptical, muttering under her

breath "Who are you kidding? In a rush? Humph, if you were in a rush, why are you blushing

? I didn't hear you panting! Who knows what you were up to?"

Leaving the office, Anya drove her white Nissan home. Her

plan to wash herself in the office was ruined, but thankfully she had grabbed a roll of toilet paper in her panic. Anya parked her car

not far from home and took out the toilet paper to wipe herself. After cleaning up,

Anya drove home. When she arrived, her husband looked displeased and asked, "Where have you been?

I'm in a hurry to eat, and I have to go to work afterward. The General Administration is coming to inspect these days, there's a lot to do."

After what happened with Lao Du that afternoon, she had hoped to find warmth from her husband and family when she got home. Instead, she was met with

a scolding from her husband as soon as she entered the door, a feeling of indescribable pain welling up inside her. After dinner,

her husband simply said coldly, "I'm going to work. You should go to sleep early. Don't wait for me, I'll probably have to work overtime

," and then closed the door and left. Actually, such words were perfectly reasonable. They were

a long-married couple , and such ordinary, lukewarm conversations were nothing out of the ordinary. After cleaning up the dishes, Anya went into

the bathroom. This time, her shower took longer than usual; she intended to thoroughly cleanse her body, not wanting

Lao Du 's semen to remain inside her.

After showering, Anya turned on her computer. She wanted to search online for information about reporting crimes and sentencing.

Surprisingly , the webpages were full of

stories about wives being raped, husbands finding out, and subsequent divorces and broken families. Seeing these stories, she hesitated. Anya was a traditional woman who

valued family life. Before she knew it, Anya had fallen asleep. The next day, Anya made a decision: she

wouldn't report the crime. She knew that if she did, not only her husband would know, but her colleagues might too.

So, she decided not to mention it again and not to contact Lao Du.

After yesterday's passion, Lao Du felt extremely satisfied, both psychologically and physically. However,

he also felt a little scared because Anya's parting words about reporting the crime had worried him

for days. Five days passed, and Lao Du saw that nothing had happened. No police had come looking for

him, no one had bothered him, and his neighbors were still greeting him warmly. Lao Du realized that

Anya hadn't reported it. He felt a surge of secret joy. He wondered if Anya Qian was afraid to call the police, or

if she had been won over by him and didn't intend to. Thinking this, Old Du was overjoyed and hummed a tune as he drifted off to sleep.

However, fate is unpredictable. Anya Qian, who didn't want to see Old Du again, found herself

connected .

Anya Qian's workplace, being a long-established public institution, was celebrating its 65th anniversary this year.

The company decided to hold a party, and naturally, retired Mr. Du would be among the attendees. Each department

had to put on a performance. Before Mr. Du retired, their department frequently went to karaoke, and

everyone knew that both Anya Qian and Mr. Du had quite good voices. Therefore, Anya Qian's department unanimously recommended her

to sing a song with Mr. Du. When the union leader told Anya Qian that she would be singing with Mr. Du, Anya Qian was initially

surprised, then her rosy cheeks flushed red. Upon seeing this, Chen Xiaoyun from the same department said, "Sister Yaqian,

why do you blush whenever Lao Du is mentioned? Is there something going on between you two? Haha, no wonder,

Master Du is all alone, he needs something too. Why don't you two sing a Kangding Love Song?" Hearing Chen Xiaoyun's suggestion,

Anya Qian quickly retorted, "Yunyun, if you keep talking nonsense, I'll tear your mouth apart! Sing it then, it's just Kangding Love Song,

I'll start practicing right now!" When Lao Du heard this news, he was overjoyed and started practicing that very night.

A month later, the company's 65th anniversary celebration began. Lao Du, dressed in a sharp suit,

stood on stage with Anya Qian to sing Kangding Love Song. After the song, backstage, Lao Du wanted to exchange a few words with Anya Qian,

but she left without a word and returned to her seat. Lao Du also returned to his seat dejectedly.

He thought that the matter was over after the song, but man proposes, God disposes. One of the performers who was originally scheduled to perform suddenly fell

ill and couldn't make it. However, the program had already been distributed to the leaders present, and canceling the performance was impossible

. Moreover, the song was an English song, which greatly worried the union staff. Old Du, at this moment, volunteered

, "It's alright, I'll do it." Hearing Old Du's voice, the union staff seemed to have grasped a lifeline,

casting grateful glances at him. Anya Qian also turned to look at Old Du

. It was Old Du's turn to go on stage, still in his impeccably tailored suit. As soon as Old Du opened his mouth, he won rounds of applause.

No one in the audience had expected that this old man could sing an English song, and sing it so well. Looking at

Du Chengshi on stage, Anya Qian suddenly felt a strange sensation. She suddenly felt that Old Du wasn't as

annoying as before; she even felt a little admiration for him.

That evening, back home, Anya Qian was alone again. Anya Qian was exhausted; she and her colleagues from the union

had been busy all day. Back home, she poured herself a glass of red wine, sat on the balcony, and began to stare blankly at the starry sky.

I don't know what came to my mind, but I suddenly thought of Master Du, and I muttered to myself:

"I didn't expect Lao Du to sing English songs. He looks quite handsome in a suit. If it weren't for that

incident with him, he would be a pretty good man. But to be honest, his sex skills are really good,

I even..." Anya's face flushed again as she said this. Her hand involuntarily moved towards her genitals. To be

honest , women her age have needs, and she

hadn't had sex for almost a month since Lao Du forced himself on her.

Anya lay on the bed, murmuring her husband's name and repeatedly thrusting her fingers into her genitals, but

her mind was filled with images of Lao Du and their lovemaking. Slowly, she reached orgasm. After the orgasm,

Anya's mind went blank, and she drifted off to sleep.

The next morning, Anya drove her white Nissan to work as usual. At lunchtime, only Chen Xiaoyun and Anya remained in

the office .

At this moment, Chen Xiaoyun walked up to An Yaqian and said, "Sister Yaqian, why does your face look so yellow? Tell me

the truth, how long has it been since you had sex?"

An Yaqian blushed and said, "You little brat, I'll tear your mouth apart one day!"

"Sister Yaqian, really. I've noticed your face is getting redder and redder. Women really do

look ."

"Sister, to be honest, I haven't had sex for almost a month. My husband works overtime every few days."

"Ah? A month?" Chen Xiaoyun exclaimed. "No way, I can't stand not having sex for a week, and you

've gone a month. Sister Yaqian, why don't you try it with Master Du? Haha, look at him singing on stage that day, he

's so handsome. If you're really feeling pent up, you and Master Du can comfort each other, he's lonely too."

"If you keep talking nonsense, I'll really get angry, you're never serious!" An Yaqian said angrily.

"Really, Sister Yaqian. Look how handsome Master Du is, and he even sings English songs. If I had been born ten years earlier, I

would have married him. I just don't know how good he is in bed." After saying that, Chen Xiaoyun ran off in a flash.

After hearing Chen Xiaoyun's words, Anya Qian was confused again. Really, she had

experienced , and it was really good. Although she was forced last time, she still had two orgasms. Sigh, she didn't want to think

about it anymore; what a mess of nonsense.

As for Master Du, ever since he met Anya Qian again, he couldn't calm down.

Finally , Master Du made up his mind. He wanted to have Anya Qian, even if he couldn't have her heart, he would at least have her

body again.

After work in the afternoon, Anya Qian drove home. When she arrived at the entrance of her apartment complex, she

braked suddenly , and Anya Qian's white Nissan stopped. Because she found Master Du standing at the entrance of her apartment complex. The sound of screeching brakes

reached Lao Du's ears. He spotted Anya's car and quickly walked towards it. Reaching

the door, he opened the passenger door and got in. Anya was momentarily stunned, unsure what to do.

Only after hearing the urgent honking of cars behind her did she drive into the residential area.

After parking in her spot, Anya angrily asked Lao Du, "What else do you want? I don't want to talk about what happened before. Let's pretend it

never happened. Just leave." With that, Anya got out of the car and headed home. Lao Du followed her out of the car.

After entering the apartment building, Lao Du grabbed Anya Qian and hugged her tightly. "Xiao An, I really can't forget you. I know

what happened last time was wrong. I shouldn't have forced you. But Xiao An, tell me the truth, aren't you really

uncomfortable at all? I know your husband often works overtime, I can bring him to comfort you. Really, I love you, I

can't forget you." Hearing Lao Du's words, Anya Qian slapped him across the face and

ran home. Lao Du touched his left cheek and chased after her. Anya Qian quickly opened the door, went

inside , and was about to close it when Lao Du suddenly strode into the apartment and followed her in.

Once inside, Lao Du grabbed Anya Qian and began kissing her. His tongue

ravaged her lips, face, and ears. Anya Qian desperately shook her head, trying to break free from Lao Du's kiss. This

sudden movement angered Old Du. He reached out his wrinkled hand and pressed Anya Qian's head down,

kissing her glistening, rosy lips. Having been deprived of sex for a long time, Anya Qian

responded to Old Du's kiss, her tongue darting into his mouth. They kissed as they

moved towards the master bedroom. Reaching the bed, Old Du pushed Anya Qian down onto it. As he prepared to undress, he

looked up and saw a wedding photo of Anya Qian and her husband hanging above the headboard. This photo

greatly aroused him. An old man engaging in sexual

activity with a beautiful young woman and her husband on the bed—the sense of accomplishment and excitement would make anyone's blood boil. Old Du's penis instantly became erect

, and he pressed down on Anya Qian, tearing her top open. At this moment, Anya Qian kept

saying no and cursing Old Du, but her body offered no resistance.

"Ah, no, no, Lao Du, I'm going to kill you, ah, ah!"

Seeing that Anya Qian didn't resist much this time, Lao Du easily freed one hand to pull down Anya Qian's

pants . Hearing Anya Qian's curses, Lao Du kissed Anya Qian's lips again.

After successfully pulling down Anya Qian's panties, Lao Du thrust his large penis into Anya Qian's vagina without any hesitation.

Then Lao Du's tongue moved from Anya Qian's lips to her breasts,

swirling up and down, left and right on Anya Qian's nipples. At this moment, Anya Qian's mind was filled with desire. As the saying goes, women are like

wolves at thirty, tigers at forty, and can suck the dirt from the ground at fifty. A month without sex is indeed

torture .

"Ugh... hum... um... um... um... Ah, Lao Du, please let me go, I'm going to kill

you." At this moment, Anya Qian still retained a sliver of reason. But as Lao Du's penis thrust rapidly in and out, this last

shred of reason was instantly overwhelmed by waves of pleasure.

Listening to the beautiful young woman's melodious moans, sometimes watching her captivating expression, sometimes gazing at

the happy wedding photo of Anya Qian and her husband on the wall, and feeling the friction in his genitals, Lao Du felt the urge to ejaculate. To savor

this rare sexual experience, Lao Du withdrew his penis from Anya Qian's body and instead used his fingers to

penetrate her vagina. As his fingers vibrated, he could feel Anya Qian's buttocks throbbing slightly.

A wonderful response. She made some almost inaudible sounds! Her moans and gasps gradually rose in pitch with

the thrusting ! The overflowing love juices soaked her vulva. Anya's rationality had

been consumed by the fire of lust.

During the month the two had been out of contact, Lao Du had read many erotic novels and watched many erotic films. He had also

learned a lot. Seeing that Anya was aroused, Lao Du didn't rush to insert his penis. Instead,

while kneading Anya's breasts, he said to her, "Little An, aren't you

enjoying yourself? I know you're traditional, but at your age, can you stand it if your husband doesn't give you sex?

Besides, your husband works overtime every day and doesn't come home. Do you know what he's doing? Do you know if your husband is

sleeping with other women?"

"You're talking nonsense, my husband wouldn't do that, he's working overtime," Anya argued. "Little An, don't be silly,

nobody works overtime every day. I know people in the fire department, they don't have to work overtime at all. Besides, I know you

love your husband. But, we're just satisfying each other physically. It doesn't damage our love for our families.

Isn't that good?"

Hearing Old Du's words, Anya fell silent. Du Chengshi knew that Anya's spirit and mind were

slowly collapsing.

Du Chengshi shouted and inserted his penis into Anya's vagina, then began to thrust repeatedly.

Anya Qian was no longer able to think rationally. She felt an extreme fullness and tightness in her lower body, an itching sensation as if

thousands . Her legs clamped tightly around the old man's thick waist. "...Quick...Quickly

insert...I can't take it anymore...you old bastard..."

Hearing Anya Qian's moans and curses, Old Du suddenly pulled his penis out of Anya Qian's vagina,

only rubbing it against her labia. He held Anya Qian's sexy buttocks with both hands, not inserting his penis,

and said, "You're enjoying it, aren't you? How about it? I'm better than your husband, right? Why did you pretend to be innocent and not let me do it? I'm

much better than your husband, aren't I?"

"No...Old Du...you stinking old man, you're nothing, you..."

"Ah...he's far inferior to you...I...I...your big penis...ah...it hurts so much...

I beg you...please give it to me quickly." After Old Du's penis was pulled out of Anya Qian's vagina, Anya Qian

felt a sudden emptiness. Then, the friction of Old Du's penis against her labia made her feel as if countless

ants were crawling inside her. "Ah... Master Du... it's so itchy inside... it itches to my heart..." Du, the master, laughed:

"Xiao An, I'd better leave, so you won't be conflicted. Thinking about your husband." After saying that, Old Du

got off An Yaqian.

An Yaqian immediately grabbed his penis and said: "No... Master Du... you are much better than my husband

... you... I'm not thinking about him right now... I want you!"

Hearing these words, Old Du could no longer bear it. He could no longer control his desire. On

An Yaqian's soft and charming body, Old Du kissed her wantonly. Then he grabbed An Yaqian's calves with both hands,

raised her pink legs high, and stuffed his already hard and erect penis into An Yaqian's vagina. An Yaqian's vagina

was filled with the big treasure, and she shuddered in pain and couldn't help but cry out.

"Du... ah... too... big... ah... ah..."

"Ah!" An Yaqian let out a satisfied moan.

Old Du's nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, two fast thrusts followed by one slow one, gave Anya Qian an unprecedented pleasure. While Old Du's

lower body thrust, his hands weren't idle either. His hands constantly caressed Anya Qian's breasts, and his mouth

kissed her lips wantonly. Anya Qian's tongue slipped into Old Du's mouth, intertwining with his tongue. Experiencing

the unprecedented pleasure of kissing, Old Du's penis thrust even faster. Feeling

the pleasure , Anya Qian almost went wild, her hands tightly gripping Old Du, raising her buttocks high in cooperation.

Suddenly, Old Du pulled his penis out of Anya Qian's vagina and held it in front of her, waiting. At this moment,

Anya Qian did something that shocked even herself. She put Old Du's penis in her mouth and licked it.

Her small mouth sucked on it like she was eating a lollipop, her silver teeth gently rubbing against the glans.

"What a beauty," Old Du thought to himself. "I must unlock your potential."

At this moment, Lao Du was also about to ejaculate. After pulling his penis out of Anya Qian's mouth, Lao Du

inserted his penis back into Anya Qian's vagina and thrust even more frantically.

Lao Du felt that Anya Qian's fluids were flowing more and more, and her vagina was becoming more moist and warm. So, Lao Du increased

his speed.

"Ah...ah...you...are so beautiful...big baby...so comfortable..."

At this moment, Anya Qian had reached the peak of sexual desire, panting lightly: "Hmm...hmm...so good

...so beautiful...harder...uh...love you...hmm...beautiful..."

"Oh...Little An...I'm going to die too...I can't hold back...I can't hold back...anymore..."

"Ah...ah..."

After waves of pleasure, Anya Qian's orgasm, which she hadn't had for a month, came like a flood. "Oh...

it's over...oh...uh...I'm going to...come...ah...come...ah..."

Lao Du suddenly felt a tingling sensation on his glans, and Anya Qian's vagina tightly gripped his penis and sucked on his glans.

Anya Qian trembled all over, her vaginal fluid spraying onto Du Chengshi's large glans. Her trembling lasted for a long time before finally stopping!

After the climax, Old Du caressed Anya Qian's breasts and gently kissed her lips. After experiencing the climax,

Anya Qian gradually regained her senses. Thinking about her actions and words,

she felt like she wanted to disappear into the ground.

"Go, Old Du. It's not your fault today."

"But, Xiao An…" Old Du wanted to say something more. "I told you to leave. If you don't leave, I'll really

get angry," Anya Qian said angrily, glaring at Old Du. "Okay, okay, I'll leave. Don't be angry,"

Old Du quickly said to prevent Anya Qian from getting angry.

Beside the bed, Old Du and Anya Qian were both dressed. Neither of them said a word.

After they finished dressing, they walked towards the door. When they were almost at the door, Old Du once again grabbed Anya Qian and began kissing her.

Anya Qian didn't resist, but responded slightly. Just as their lips were about to kiss and their tongues were

intertwined , the sound of a key turning in the lock came from the door. Old Du and Anya quickly separated.

Sure enough, Anya's husband returned. "Hmm? Anya, who is this old man?" her husband

asked, pointing at Lao Du. Anya was stunned by the scene and had no time to think about how to reply. Luckily, Lao Du reacted quickly.

"Oh, I'm Anya's former colleague. A few days ago, we performed together at the company celebration and

won an award. I'm here today mainly to pick up the gifts from the company. Right, Anya?"

Hearing Lao Du's words, Anya quickly replied, "Yes, yes."

"Then you go ahead with your work, I'm leaving, I need to go back and cook." After saying this, Lao Du gave

Anya a lecherous look, then left Anya's house with a satisfied expression.

(To be continued)

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