Winter night rendezvous with a good family

Looking back now, it was six or seven years ago. Back then, the sex industry was booming, and prostitution was rampant. Living in this city, even though the high-speed train ride was less than an hour, it was still a hassle. Plus, with limited funds, I could only go once or twice a month. And even with the best services, it was still a transaction of money and sex; trying too much always felt like something was missing. So I started chatting with girls online. Mobile internet wasn't as developed then; everyone used desktop computers. The girl I'm going to talk about met me through QQ's "drift bottle" feature. We added each other on QQ and got to know each other better.

She was from Guangxi, and she and her husband worked in a wholesale market on the outskirts of the city, renting a house in an urban village. I'd seen her in videos; she was petite and delicate, what we'd call cute these days. Work was relatively flexible back then, so we talked a lot, and the conversation gradually veered towards sex. I learned that she was a virgin after arriving in the city and being cheated on by a married supervisor at a small factory, after which she left. She even sent me a picture of that male supervisor. When I saw it, I thought, "Damn, he's just a creepy middle-aged man. His taste is really terrible." Of course, I couldn't say it outright, but I would comfort her from time to time, along with a little flirting, and gradually things became more and more ambiguous.

Our relationship took a turn for the better one night when my wife was on night shift. We were chatting on QQ. It was winter, and she said she was very cold and her husband wasn't home. She wished someone could hold her and warm her in bed. I said, "Why don't you ask me?" She said, "Sure, if you can find someone, I'll let you hold me." I laughed and immediately asked her for her address. She actually sent me her address: a certain street and number in a village in the city. It was almost midnight, but a man should still be in charge, right? I changed clothes, hailed a taxi, and set off. When we arrived at the village, I got out and looked for a small shop that was still open, asking for directions to the address. It took me about twenty minutes, but I actually found it! (Thinking back, I was quite bold; the security in Guangzhou's urban villages is terrible, and I actually went in alone in the middle of the night). When we got downstairs, I used my phone to tell her on QQ that I had arrived. She didn't believe me, so I said, "Come down." After ten minutes, she actually came down. I finally saw her figure—probably short, with a ponytail and wearing a small down jacket, so I couldn't see her figure clearly. I smiled at her, and she smiled back at me. I said, "Didn't you say you wanted to hold me and warm the bed?" She hesitated and said she didn't expect me to actually come. She said the house was shared, and she had a roommate, so it wasn't convenient for her to come upstairs. I said, "Let's find somewhere else," and without waiting for her agreement, I grabbed her hand and we left. We left the village, hailed a taxi, and found a small hotel. I told her to wait outside while I went in to get the room and then led her upstairs. After entering the room, we each showered and wrapped ourselves in towels. Seeing she seemed quite nervous, I knowingly turned off the light. In the darkness, we both felt more relaxed. We chatted for a while, then fell silent. I gently hugged her and asked, "Is it okay?" She didn't answer, just nodded with her eyes closed. I was actually a little nervous myself, so we started with a kiss, caressing her as we kissed, slowly feeling her. Her breasts weren't large, maybe an A cup. Because of her nervousness, her skin was covered in goosebumps, and they didn't feel very nice to touch—very few. Her mons pubis was rounded like a steamed bun. I was secretly delighted to have encountered such a gem. (I can't write erotica, so there's not much to say about the rest.) I intensified my attack, first using my hand to bring her to orgasm once (I have to admire her sensitivity; I've never let my wife orgasm with my hand). Then, wearing a condom, we went at it, trying various positions. She came one or two more times by the end. Afterwards, we showered, cuddled, and fell asleep (it was already 2 AM, and I was exhausted). The next day, because I had to go to work, I got up around 6 a.m. and left the room deposit slip while Uncle Chen did his morning exercises. I met up with her again later, and we booked a room together four times in one night—I won't go into details. Whether it was loneliness or dependence from being satisfied with me, she seemed increasingly clingy. We contacted each other more and more frequently on QQ, and once she even called me at night and almost got caught by my wife. So I broke up with her, deleted her QQ and phone number, and added her to my blacklist. This is my first decent girl, a rambling account written as I recall her; I hope you won't mind.

[The End]

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