Having an affair is the most enjoyable

After my near-out-of-control affair with CZ, I behaved myself for a few days, going home on time every day to fulfill my duties, spending time with the kids and supervising their studies. I only chatted with her late at night, nothing too intimate. A week passed uneventfully like this. Then came Monday, a rainy and chilly day. I volunteered to take the kids to school, my reason simple: my wife isn't a great driver, and I was worried about her driving in the rain. When we arrived at school, we ran into the kids' homeroom teacher at the gate. I casually chatted with her about the kids, expressing my concern and gratitude. While I was supposedly chatting with the teacher, my eyes were constantly scanning the surroundings, hoping she would bring my son to school.

Finally, my efforts paid off! I saw her and my son walking towards us with an umbrella. I said goodbye to the teacher, opened the car door under her gaze, and got in. Just as I was about to sit down, our eyes met. I blinked my left eye and quickly got into the car. Then, as usual, I drove to the side of the road two blocks outside the school and parked, while making a quick call back to the company to say I was out discussing business and would come in in the afternoon. A long ten minutes passed before I vaguely saw a figure with an umbrella walking towards the car in the rearview mirror. I unlocked the door, and a figure with a familiar perfume opened the passenger door and got in. Today she was wearing a white dress with flesh-colored stockings and a pink tulle overlay. Although she wasn't tall, her legs weren't short; she had a typical long lower body, supporting a small, nice-feeling bottom. From the moment she got in the car, I deliberately stared at her with lecherous eyes, making her a little uncomfortable. She punched me with her little pink fist and said, "What are you looking at? What are you planning to do today?"

"I want to do it, of course I want to, I'm dying to," I replied mischievously.

"Ugh, talk properly." She punched me again and pinched me.

"I'm talking properly, that's really what I'm thinking," I immediately said seriously.

"If you keep ignoring me like this, I'm leaving." She said this and actually pretended to get out of the car to open the door.

I thought to myself, "Little brat, trying to pull this on me." But I quickly grabbed her arm and coaxed her. "Okay, okay, I'm okay, I was wrong, I apologize, don't be angry."

After she sat up straight again, she pretended to be angry and pouted, coldly asking me, "What are your plans for the rest of the day?"

"Today, it's up to you. You decide. This morning is yours, I'm serious, no joke."

"Then let's go see a movie?" The little woman's happiness was overflowing, and I felt like I was back in the beautiful scenes of my youthful romance.

"Let's go to GJBLG." Just as I was thinking about where to go, she spoke first. I was stunned for a moment. "It'll be convenient for you to go to work afterward, I can take the subway back myself." She continued.

At that moment, I couldn't deny that I felt a surge of love for this woman, although to many people it might seem like a very, very small thing, but she was my wife, and after my wife's best friend, she was the third woman who made me feel this way. I opened my mouth as if to speak, but nothing came out. All I could do was take her left hand and gently kiss the back of it.

Driving eastward, while ensuring safety, I held her left hand with my right, caressing and gently squeezing it. Suddenly, I touched her ring. She looked at me, quickly pulled her hand back, and prepared to take the ring off.

"Wear it," I said, turning my head slightly to look at her, smiling as always. She didn't answer, but stopped taking the ring, turning her head to the right to look at the traffic outside the car window. I held her warm little hand again, but this time, she squeezed it tightly.

She chose the movie—a 3D Disney film, requiring glasses to watch. I went to buy coffee and popcorn while she chose seats. Entering the theater, we discovered it was full of couples' seats. Thinking about how my wife and I had lost the right to be alone since having a child, going to the movies had become a distant memory. We were outdated, lagging behind. From the moment the movie started, I was so engrossed in eating popcorn that I completely forgot what the movie was about. Then she slowly rested her head on my shoulder, and I naturally pulled her close. I felt her warm breath on my ear, and before I could even turn my head, her fragrant lips were pressed against my cheek. I couldn't resist, so I quickly pulled off my glasses and covered her mouth with mine. Our tongues intertwined skillfully, savoring each other's saliva. Suddenly, I remembered that our seats weren't at the very back; there were people sitting all around us. So I quickly pulled away and leaned forward to peek around. After seeing what was happening, I laughed. It seemed they were all using the movie theater as an excuse to kiss; couples were all cuddling and making out. After satisfying my voyeuristic desires a little, I leaned back in my seat. For the first time, I saw contempt in the young woman's eyes, something like: "Uncle, are you out of touch? Did you really think you were here to watch a movie?" Although it was a little awkward, I couldn't show it on my face. Since everyone was being so open, I didn't need to be nervous or hide anything. I kissed her roughly, and my hand naturally went to her breasts, kneading them repeatedly, but the small bra really affected the feel. Her hand went straight to my crotch and started touching me. Even in the heat of passion, I wasn't reckless, after all, we were in a public place. Many articles describe oral sex and ejaculation in movie theaters. It's not that I don't believe it, but I definitely couldn't do it myself. Although it would be very exciting, the psychological pressure would be too much. Anyway, I don't have the ability to have sex in this kind of place, and even if I got an erection, I probably wouldn't last long. After some tenderness, we took a short break, and then I put on my glasses and watched the movie again. As I watched, I became restless again, and my hand slowly slid down to her skirt, slowly lifting it and gently sliding inside. The feel of the stockings was very interesting, until I slid to the end, and then I rubbed it through the stockings and her panties. I could feel that the end was a little wet. Sensitive women really love this. As I rubbed her, I took off my glasses and looked at her. In the light and shadow, I could see her biting her lip. At first, she could watch the movie normally, but then her hand moved over and pressed down on mine. Her legs pressed closer together, her lips moved more and more rhythmically, and she slowly leaned towards me from her upright position. Finally, she opened her mouth and bit my earlobe. Now it was my turn to feel a tingling sensation all over my body, from head to toe. This feeling was so comfortable and unforgettable, just like the first time a woman sucked my penis in college. I felt so good that I stopped moving and let her bite my earlobe, forgetting all about my hands rubbing under my skirt.

When the movie ended, a group of pretentious and hypocritical people got up and left. I took her hand and slowly walked out, looking at her as we walked. I noticed she seemed uncomfortable walking, so I whispered in her ear if she was wet. She glared at me and pinched me hard. I walked her to the subway entrance, hugged her, kissed her on the forehead, watched her go inside, then went to the parking garage to get my car for work. The whole afternoon was replaying the passionate moments of the morning. Looks like I can't do it in the morning anymore; it's better to do it after work. When I said goodnight to her that night, she replied with three bright red lipstick emojis.

[The End]

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