The little thing between me when I was 19 and her when she was 31

Time has rewound almost ten years. I was nineteen that year, or rather, just turned eighteen. Entering university, I left my family's sight and began a life of freedom.
My meeting with her was purely accidental, and to this day, I still don't understand what our relationship was.
Years later, we met again, and the first thing she said to me was... "If our child were still alive, he would be six years old."
Although three years have passed since our reunion, I still clearly remember the tear in her eye
. I've been a football fan since I was little. In those days when information wasn't readily available, CCTV-5 on weekends was my favorite show. Even on the eve of my college entrance exams, I wouldn't miss a single CCTV game.
And so, my favorite... My favorite team...
When I entered university, the internet wasn't as developed, and football broadcasts weren't as plentiful as they are now. Watching my beloved team play was definitely much more difficult than it is now.
But my love for the team remained unchanged.
It was March, and my beloved team was playing a crucial match. The darn TV station didn't broadcast it, and back then I didn't understand anything about online streaming, probably not even that. A
classmate told me that a certain sauna might be broadcasting it, and suggested I go check it out.
I didn't care about anything else and went to the place, got a ticket, took a shower, and waited until night to watch the game
. I woke up in the middle of the night. There weren't many people in the lobby, and the TV was on. But the game never started. Was there a problem with the information?
Anxious, I quickly asked the waiter, who smiled and said... "The private room upstairs can receive it."
Damn it!
At the time, I didn't think much and just asked the waiter to take me to a room.
I watched the match as I wanted, but the result was tragic: 0-3.
I couldn't sleep at all because I asked the waiter about the price of the private room,
and another tragedy struck—I didn't have enough money.
Maybe back then there were credit cards, Visa cards, and debit cards, but I only had a meal card.
After asking the price, I silently counted the cash in my pocket—not
enough. What to do?
My shoes were still at the bar...
After racking my brains, I texted my roommate. No reply. I called the dorm phone, but damn it
, no one answered. It was already late. What to do? I didn't have any friends or family.
Then I suddenly remembered her, a senior from my student council whom I met. We'd chatted quite a bit and eaten together a few times, and that's who I got.
I quickly called her, and thankfully she answered. She mumbled the situation on the phone and told me her location.
She told me not to rush, that she'd find a friend of a friend to come and help me out.
About ten minutes later, my phone rang; it was an unfamiliar number—
probably her friend's
. When I first saw her downstairs, I didn't feel anything, just awkwardness.
But what could I do? I didn't have enough money.
After giving her the key, I watched her pay the bill. I awkwardly changed my shoes beside her.
We went out together, wanting to say something but not knowing how to start.
She spoke first, "Is breakfast ready?"
I said, "No.
" Naturally, we went to a small shop, ordered two bowls of porridge and four steamed buns... Surprisingly, we both loved red bean buns.
We chatted briefly during the meal.
She was a history teacher at a middle school, and her child was a little over three years old.
We chatted casually
. I glanced at her; she had long, wavy hair, and her eyes weren't big, somewhat resembling Elva's. Elva seemed quite popular back then. She was of average
height and had a good figure; you wouldn't guess she was a mother if you didn't know.
Time flew by, and after we finished eating, we parted ways. I returned to school,
thanked my senior, and gave her 500 yuan to help pay me back.
I didn't contact her again, and time passed quickly until June.
One day, I suddenly received a call from her, asking if I was free this weekend .
Without thinking much, I said yes.
Then, upon asking, I learned that her school was organizing a student... A student was doing some fieldwork, helping out at a large supermarket.
Without asking many questions, I agreed.
When I got there, I realized the job was simply putting things into plastic bags for customers.
I stupidly followed a group of middle school students, doing the work .
I stood there all day, almost going crazy.
Finally, at the end of the day, I left with her and went to her office.
Even though it was summer, it was already past ten o'clock and quite dark.
I watched her counting money. I sat next to her, drinking water.
The money seemed to be the supermarket's wages for students.
Just as they mentioned the price, I think it was 20 yuan. I stood up to get the money .
Suddenly, the power went out.
Because of the power outage, I couldn't grab the money from her hand
, but I grabbed her hand instead. She let out a soft cry, and we awkwardly
faced each other. I smelled the familiar scent of her home, and I guessed she smelled my sweat.
In the moonlight, we stared at each other, me too afraid to even blink. My breathing felt heavy, and I felt like I was losing control.
Just then, the power came back on.
When the power came back on, we awkwardly released each other.
She softly called out, "Sit down and have some tea, I'll go wash my face."
Just as I was slightly distracted, she calmed herself and went to wash her face. But as she bent down to wash her face, her curves became even more apparent. Her full, pert buttocks, encased in black women's trousers, and her white shirt gave me an even stronger arousal. Suddenly
, I felt a surge of heat, a rush of blood to my body, and I could no longer control myself. Unable to contain the surging madness within me,
I lunged forward and embraced her tightly from behind.
I felt her body stiffen, her hands, which had been cupping water, freeze in mid-air.
Suddenly, she stood up abruptly, turned around, and hugged me back… We kissed passionately.
My first kiss .
This was my first time, and my movements were so clumsy, so rough. My hands gripped her waist tightly, and
my hands slipped inside her shirt. Perhaps it was a man's instinct, but I reached behind her to try and undo her bra.
Unfortunately, lacking experience, I failed several times.
I felt like I was about to explode.
At that moment, she gently stroked my back,
and I slowly calmed down. We separated.
I ran quickly to the tap and drank water incessantly. She was also straightening her clothes.
After I calmed down,
she said,
"It's getting late, let's go."
I nodded dumbly and
left her office.
We walked out of the school gate one after the other in the moonlight. She greeted Uncle Ya, the gatekeeper. I followed
behind with my head down,
not daring to look at her, just staring intently at her shadow as she walked.
Then we went into a nearby KFC, bought some food, and ate. Since it was late, the store wasn't crowded. I quickly finished eating, sipped my cola, and stared blankly at her. "
How old are you?"
20. I don't even know why you said I'm 20
and you're 20?
Shh, you're 20.
She laughed, then kicked me, it hurt quite a bit.
How are you getting back to school tonight?
I don't know.
Aren't you afraid I'll sell you?
No.
Let's get something to drink after we eat,
okay.
After we finished eating, we passed a hotel, and I don't know why, maybe I had a brain fart, I pulled her inside.
Of course, it wasn't 168, but the prices were a bit steep, and I had enough cash with me that day.
We went into the elevator without saying a word, swiped our cards to get in.
Before we even inserted the cards, I hugged her again and we kissed passionately
for ten minutes . Then, she pushed me away and said, "
You stink! Go take a shower and calm down, okay?"
I nodded.
Although I was very agitated, I actually calmed down after showering.
I wouldn't call myself a saint, but I still had some rationality.
Then she went to shower, and strangely enough, I wasn't tempted at all. Instead, I fell asleep because of the day's fatigue.
I didn't know when she showered or went to sleep.
I woke up in the middle of the night, probably because I drank too much water. After going to the toilet, I stood there for a long time without being able to urinate because of my strong urges. I
held it in so long I finally managed to relax and relieve myself. As I walked
towards the bed, just before getting in, I suddenly slipped and fell on top of her.
She opened her eyes, confused
. I was alright; I was still wearing underwear, while she was only wearing a large woolen bra. I guessed she had already washed her clothes. The bra came off, and since the headboard was open, everything was exposed to me.
At this point, she was practically naked, and I was only wearing underwear.
We could feel each other's body heat. I gasped for breath, trying to push myself away from her. A little bit.
I'm not Liu Xiahui (a legendary figure known for his chastity), and besides, even an old man like him can't control his body's movements and physiological reactions.
I smiled, "It's all your fault for not putting away the hairdryer after use, causing me to trip
." She said softly, "How is it my fault?"
I tried to get up; I could feel a surging, upward force below me, and if I didn't leave, things would get really messy.
But then, one hand was under her, and another hand somehow slipped and touched her chest.
She let out a soft cry, hugged my back tightly, and her body, which had just been propped up, fell back down. And
then... The next intimate contact, our lips met again.
At this moment, I was completely overwhelmed.
Despite trying to control myself
, my lower body was no longer under my
control. It was ready to pounce.
I could have held back a little longer,
but she breathed into my ear and said, "Do you dare?"
I'm a man, a normal man. Despite still having a sliver of reason 　　, I couldn't lose my dignity
in the face of her words . 　　I shouted, "So what if I dare? So what if I don't?" 　　Her eyes widened. Her voice was a little shaky. " 　　I bet you don't dare either. You're a coward, not a man." 　　Before she finished speaking, I sealed her lips with mine. 　　What are men most afraid of? 　　Being told they can't do it by a woman 　　. My heart raced. I wasn't just infatuated; I was full of fighting spirit. I 　　grabbed her again, spread her legs, 　　and asked , 　　"Do you submit?" 　　Halfway... Damn 　　... 　　I was searching purely on instinct, but unfortunately, being a virgin, I couldn't get in for a long time... 　　She laughed loudly. 　　" 　　Can you do it?" 　　A ray of sunlight shone on my face... I've forgotten how many times I went crazy last night, 　　but I know I've succeeded. The transformation from a boy to a man. 　　We got dressed, didn't check out, went downstairs to a restaurant for a bite, then went to a tea bar, ordered a pot of tea and some melon seeds, and 　　started chatting. 　　She was 12 years older than me, married for five years, and had a three-year-old daughter. When I asked about her husband, 　　her eyes flickered, and she said, "Divorced." 　　Later I found out she was lying, and 　　it was the catalyst for our separation. It was almost noon, and we were getting along very well 　　when her phone rang. 　　If I remember correctly, it was an 8250 Blue Charm . 　　I still have one of those phones at home. 　　After answering the phone, she was happy and said, "Come on, let's go meet a friend and grab some Pizza Hut." 　　Back then, Pizza Hut was a luxury for me; I'd never eaten it before. 　　Later, we went to People's Square and met her friend 　　—a teacher, not from her school, someone she'd met at a conference. 　　The person was very beautiful, three years older than me. Her social media account was called "Pretty MM." 　　Although she was very beautiful, I didn't pay much attention. 　　But who knew that not long after, by some twist of fate, she would become my second woman.

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