Reminiscing about an extramarital affair

That evening, as I rode the elevator home, I felt uneasy. Although I hadn't done anything wrong,

I already felt unfaithful to my husband. I had actually agreed to a date with my ex-lover, Zhixin, which could be

a dangerous beginning. Undeniably, Zhixin's maturity deeply attracted me, but continuing

would lead to trouble.

I opened the door and cautiously entered the living room. The house was silent; my husband hadn't returned yet.

Suddenly, someone hugged me from behind, startling me.

"Who is it!" I cried out.

"Wife, it's me!" Ah Guang always liked this. He was my husband; after five years of marriage, he was

still as passionate as ever, holding me tightly.

Soon, his hands began to roam freely over my body. Before, I would have pushed him away, but now

, strangely, I half-heartedly resisted.

"Wife, where have you been so late?" he said with a grin, kissing my neck.

"Oh! Just finished playing mahjong!" I lied. His kisses tickled me,

and his fingers caressed my breasts like a sorcerer's.

I didn't understand why I was so easily aroused tonight; I even felt myself getting wet. He held me tightly, kissing

my ear. Ah Guang was hot and bothered. He reached into my panties, and I struggled desperately.

He impatiently pushed me onto the sofa. We had made love there before, so

it was second nature . My heart was pounding. Under his intense caresses, I felt an intense desire, the strongest desire I'd ever felt

. I didn't know if my date with Zhixin had anything to do with it. But meeting my ex-boyfriend again today definitely stirred up

some waves of emotion.

Of course, my husband was completely unaware of this feeling. I needed it so badly that I pulled down his pajama bottoms, threw them on

the floor, and gently slipped my hand inside his underwear, stroking his pubic hair. I loved this feeling, and Ah Guang seemed to enjoy it too.

But then, the place I touched was completely different from before.

In the past, Ah Guang was always very sensitive; even the slightest touch would make him stiff as steel. Besides,

after our intimate moments, theoretically he should be fully erect. But now he was weak and powerless, making me anxious.

"What's wrong...?" I asked, somewhat surprised. He replied awkwardly, "Maybe I'm just too tired today."

I tried my best to arouse him with caresses, because I desperately needed him to satisfy me,

but it only made things worse. I rubbed my thighs tightly, and he seemed to be trying too. Unfortunately, his face

was flushed, sweat beaded on his forehead, and he couldn't lift his head no matter what.

"You can't do it and you still bother me, so troublesome," I said, saying something my husband didn't like to hear, but I

was really angry. At the moment I craved it most, he was so ineffective.

I pushed him away and went into the room to change. He followed, still clinging to me.

"Wife, give me time, just a touch will do." He touched my breasts, and I pushed him away,

because I was afraid that he would leave me in this awkward position, which would be the worst thing.

Actually, my husband also experiences this intermittently. Usually, I just go to sleep, but tonight I

feel an extreme emptiness; I desperately need a strong man.

I took my clothes and went into the bathroom, filled the tub with hot water, and soaked in it,

enjoying a wave of comfort. I stroked my body, feeling a sense of pride in my figure, and touched my tender

breasts, which sparked a series of fantasies.

I imagined my ex-lover, Zhixin, touching me, his rough and powerful hands making my whole body go weak. Unconsciously, I

moved downwards, my fingers moving rhythmically, and Zhixin's mature and gentle face appeared before me.

He kissed me, kissing my eyes, kissing my face passionately. I couldn't help but kiss his lips in return;

the sensation of our lips meeting was incredibly pleasurable. I touched his penis, still powerful enough to make my heart flutter.

I remember when I was unmarried, I had a relationship with Zhixin; it was my first love. We kissed, touched

, and embraced. So, I've touched his things before. He's even stronger than my husband, but

we were young then and never dared to cross that line.

Later, he went to study in England, and our feelings for each other faded. Then I met Ah Guang,

who is now my husband, and I gave him my virginity. I never imagined that this long-awaited reunion with Zhixin

would bring back so many memories. I was a little out of control, as if Zhixin had completely entered my body. His

strong member was driving me wild with pleasure; I was enjoying a strength even greater than my husband's. He thrust in at full speed, and I

was almost insane.

Suddenly, a knock on the door brought me back to reality. I was still soaking in the bathtub; Zhixin's intrusion was just my

fantasy. My fantasy gave me a release, yet a sense of emptiness surrounded me.

My husband was anxiously knocking on the door.

"Wife, it's been so long, are you alright? Are you still angry?"

"I'm fine, you should go to sleep." Afraid of arousing suspicion, I replied curtly.

I lathered myself with shower gel, finally truly cleaning myself. I like to take my time.

After washing, I wrapped myself in a towel and went outside. I checked on my husband in the room; he was already asleep. I lazily

lay down on the sofa, watching a late-night Cantonese movie on TV.

Suddenly, the phone rang. It was Zhixin calling.

"Ah, why are you so late?"

"Oh! Ah Ling, I'm sorry, you're still awake!"

"What's up?"

"Ah Ling, do you have time tomorrow? I'd like to invite you to dinner."

Zhixin's voice was still magnetic; every word he spoke was irresistible.

"Is this okay? Tomorrow night at the Peninsula Hotel's coffee shop, six o'clock. I'll wait for you."

Before he continued, "I won't disturb your sleep. Goodbye."

His decisiveness was what I loved most back then. I hated men being indecisive, and now, his brief and

straightforward invitation left me unable to refuse. I slowly put down the phone, a sense of bewilderment washing over me.

If I were to meet him again, I would clearly be crossing a dangerous line, but could I refuse? Zhixin was my first

love; his passionate and tender kisses are still vivid in my memory. Yet, looking at my sleeping husband, I also

felt a pang of guilt.

The next day, I dressed up, feeling the same nervousness I always had when meeting up with my lover. How could I have such feelings!

I've been married for several years now; do I still love Zhixin?

The taxi took me to my destination. The layout of the upscale hotel was indeed unique. The glass doors were

pushed open , and I could see Zhixin waving gently from afar. He sat in a sofa chair in the coffee room, his composed and confident demeanor

still enough to captivate many girls.

I walked over, and he politely moved the chair for me.

"Have you been here long?" I asked him.

"Waiting for you! It doesn't matter how long it takes."

It seemed that his gentleness and thoughtfulness would indeed make many girls fall for him, and there was no frivolousness in his words

.

"What would you like to eat?"

"Anything is fine."

The waiter came over, and he ordered two dinners.

"Ah Ling, it's been years since I've seen you. You've become more and more beautiful. After seeing you last time, I

couldn't ."

"Zhixin..." I wanted to stop him from continuing, because I already had a husband, but I didn't say it.

His conversation also showed that he was very knowledgeable. He could talk about astronomy and geography at length, but he was never

boring. After dinner, he suggested a walk, and I was indifferent. We walked to the dark and romantic seaside.

We walked into our old haunt, our lovemaking spot, and sweet memories of our past flooded back. Suddenly, Zhixin

gently took my hand. My heart raced; I wanted to pull away, but I didn't.

"Ah Ling, do you remember that bench over there?"

I nodded, indicating I remembered. We used to love sitting there in that secluded spot,

whispering sweet nothings, embracing, kissing—all of it had happened on that bench.

Now, revisiting that place brought a mix of emotions. I was married; those things could never happen again.

Zhixin's natural demeanor made me feel incredibly awkward. We sat down together, and he

stared intently at me. I lowered my head shyly.

"Ah Ling, I really regret it. I went to study in England, and in doing so, I lost you." "

Zhixin, it's alright, it's all in the past."

He paused, then gently cupped my face in his hand, saying, "But I still love you, and I love you even more than before."

His words were simple, yet they struck me like a thunderbolt. My heart pounded, and I didn't know how to respond.

I looked into his eyes, and they were filled with deep affection. I was so flustered and helpless that I closed my eyes

in anticipation. My lips were dry and parched, yearning for his touch, his embrace.

He finally kissed me, his thick, passionate lips pressing against mine. I was so nervous and confused, like

a prisoner awaiting judgment.

He kissed my lips, my face, my ears, and then my lips again. I felt a wave of dizziness, a weakness washing over me

. He watched us kiss passionately under the shade of a tree, like a scene from our first love. His masculine scent still

captivated me as it always had.

I couldn't resist, breathing heavily. I was moved; there was no denying that I loved Zhixin. He caressed

me, my thighs, my navel, and even reached inside my clothes to touch my breasts.

A feeling of guilt made me freeze. I pushed him away and lowered my head.

"Zhixin, it's impossible. I already have a husband."

He didn't insist, sitting still beside me. We just sat there, lost in thought in the dim light.

Without a word, without backing down, he suddenly grabbed me and said, "Ah Ling, I understand, but I love you so much,

even if it's just a one-night stand, Ah Ling! Okay?"

He hugged me again, and I couldn't help myself. We rubbed against each other, kissed passionately, and caressed each other's bodies. His

thing was still hard and erect, and I grasped it. I couldn't let go, and he impulsively lifted my

clothes and kissed my breasts.

"Ah Ling, promise me, okay?" We couldn't suppress the desire in our hearts, and the passionate caresses were especially

exciting. He impulsively reached under my skirt and touched my vulva.

"Ah! No! You can't!" Although I said that, it was undeniable that we both

needed to now. Zhixin dragged me to hail a taxi and headed towards the five-star hotel we had just visited.

In the car, he was also very passionate, caressing my thighs and smelling my hair.

When we arrived at the hotel room, he couldn't wait to kiss me. We were already rubbing against each other wildly behind the door, his hard

thing pressing against my lower abdomen.

He started undressing me, and I instinctively pushed him away.

"Why don't you take a shower first?"

He knew I was clean, so he nodded and started taking off his outer clothes, going into the bathroom. I sat

alone on the edge of the bed, looking around at the surroundings—very high-class, luxurious, everything seemed very grand.

Suddenly, he came out of the bathroom wearing only a towel, still a few water droplets on his body. He said

breathlessly "Ah Ling, I really can't wait any longer, give it to me!"

I shrank back, letting his hands move over my body. His towel had fallen off,

and he was taking off my clothes one by one. Soon, we were both naked.

He held me in his arms, caressing my hands and feet carefully like an antique. I couldn't help but

shyly snuggle into his arms.

"Ah Ling, you're so beautiful. Look at your feet, so small and delicate, like they're carved from jade, I love them

!" He kept praising me as he touched my feet, and even pulled my hand to touch his pubic area.

When my hand touched his thick, hard penis, my heart nearly jumped out of my chest, and my vaginal

lubrication increased dramatically. When his hand touched my wetness, my whole body went limp.

My cheeks burned, and I felt utterly powerless. Ren Zhixin laid me horizontally on the bed, grabbed my ankles,

spread my legs, and slowly inserted his thick, hard penis into my vagina.

I finally felt fulfilled; what my husband couldn't satisfy me last night, Zhixin had given me completely. He

began to thrust, his strokes powerful, but because he was larger than my husband, I felt a tightness in my chest.

Zhixin, seeing the unbearable expression on my face, became even more smug. He quickened his pace.

To be honest, my husband is much gentler with me than Zhixin. But for some reason, his roughness

aroused my lust even faster, and I quickly reached orgasm. When I reached the point of ecstasy, I couldn't help but

hug him tightly, and Zhixin ejaculated into my vagina.

Although I was completely absorbed in his ministrations, I could still feel his penis throbbing inside me many

times . I estimated he must have ejaculated a lot of semen. In this respect, he seemed to have surpassed my husband.

He lay on top of me, leaving his penis inside me without pulling it out. I also began to feel the pressure from his penis

gradually decreasing, just like my husband's, where his penis quickly shrinks after ejaculation. But

Zhixin seemed unwilling to leave me; after a while, he started kissing me again and touching my breasts. I

glanced at my watch; it was only eight o'clock. I was quite happy with this ending.

As he touched my breasts, my vagina involuntarily twitched. He

kneaded my breasts more intensely, as if discovering a new continent, and even sucked on my two sensitive nipples alternately. This time, my vagina twitched

even more violently. Suddenly, I felt his penis swell up inside me again.

I couldn't help but marvel; my husband only did it once a night at most, yet Zhixin recovered so quickly.

Zhixin started moving again. Because there was a lot of his semen inside my vagina, his thrusting

made strange noises. It was quite embarrassing to hear. I whispered, "Let me wash up, okay?"

Zhixin said, "Okay, I'll carry you!"

Saying that, he slowly withdrew his penis from my vagina. Then he used his strong arms to

carry my body into the bathroom.

The bathtub wasn't very big, so Zhixin had me sit on his lap and washed me like he was bathing a child

. I'm petite, and Zhixin is tall and strong. So I felt very

safe in his arms.

Actually, we were both clean, so we were just splashing around in the tub.

I felt his hard penis pressing against my back, and I laughed, saying, "Ah-Xin, you're amazing! You just

came, and you're already so hard again."

Zhi-Xin replied, "Yeah! Looks like it wants to go inside you!"

"Ah-Xin, let me get up for a moment."

Saying this, I stood up from his lap, turned around, and sat back down. I let Zhi-Xin's penis enter my

vagina . In this position, he penetrated very deeply. I couldn't help but hook my arms around his neck to adjust

the depth of penetration. This way, my breasts could also press against his broad chest.

Zhi-Xin felt it too, and he considerately cupped my buttocks, making me move more lightly in his arms.

I tried to sway my hips and tease him for a while, then sat weakly in his lap. I said, "I

've never done this with my husband before, this is my first time with you!"

Zhi-Xin was very happy to hear this, and his response was countless kisses.

After playing in the bathtub for a while, Zhi-Xin carried me to the bed, kissing me all over my body. He kissed my

face, my breasts, my vulva—every part of my body was kissed. He

fondled my feet, praising them endlessly. His tongue slipped between my toes, a sensation indescribable.

Later, he focused on my vulva again, licking the sensitive clitoris at the entrance of my vagina. He thrust his tongue

inside, even sweetly kissing my anus.

I couldn't help but ask him to have sex with me again. This time, we played together endlessly, until we were completely satisfied.

Finally, he ejaculated a large amount of semen into my body once more.

That night, Zhixin brought me a thrill and excitement I had never experienced before. However, I didn't dare stay in the hotel

long . When I hurriedly returned home, it wasn't even midnight yet, and my husband was already asleep. I breathed a sigh of relief,

quietly went into the bathroom to shower, even washing my hair, and then prepared to go to bed.

Unexpectedly, my husband woke up. He wanted me too, and he was in particularly good shape tonight. I had no

choice ! I had to take off my pants and let him have his way. For some reason, when my husband was having sex with me, I kept

thinking about Zhixin.

My husband was really going at it, and he actually brought me to orgasm again.

After that, I had a few more trysts with Zhixin until he went back to England, and that's when I ended this

affair .

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