Winning over a decent woman in just a few days

My wife took the kids to the south for three months for study and travel, and I'm bored out of my mind besides work! After some searching, I joined a local QQ group. It was full with over 40 people, ranging in age from 25 to 40. Chatting with them, I found the overall manner of speaking was very high; many people even addressed each other by their first names! We chatted on QQ and became friends in real life! These kinds of groups, if done well, can increase social resources and expand your social circle—a great place! I loved it! I immediately logged into the group's photo wall; there were tons of photos of gatherings. Looking closely, even just from the photos, there were some I really wanted to see! Damn, I came to the right place!

The group admin is a woman, quite attractive in the photos, and most importantly, fair-skinned—I love fair-skinned girls.

That evening, around 8 PM, I joined the group. The admin sent me a survey form with questions like age, height, weight, and hobbies!

They said it was part of the group rules! The most interesting part was the "sexy" rating system. I pretended not to understand and asked her, "What's that?" She didn't answer, and the other admins said, "Look it up in the dictionary." What the hell?! Do you think I don't understand? I'm teasing the group admin! I honestly said in the group: "

High level, long-lasting, likes to try all sorts of new things!" After that, wait, the second time was even better! Ah, I immediately received more than 20 smirks! (On QQ, you know what I mean!) There were also people tapping my head and wiping their sweat. Then, from 8 pm to 10 pm, we talked freely, and I fully utilized my strengths, cracking jokes and quickly integrating into the group!

The next day, I joined the group in the afternoon, and they were clamoring for a get-together, going to Hanlixuan for a self-service barbecue, splitting the bill. There were more than a dozen people signing up, including the group admin. I decisively signed up, and we agreed to meet at 7 pm. I went home, took a shower, changed into shorts and a t-shirt, and rode my scooter there. When I arrived, almost everyone was there. There was plenty of small talk and self-introduction. As soon as I signed up, everyone burst into laughter! Several guys gave me a thumbs up and said: "High level, really high level!" Damn, I said the same thing yesterday! I smiled and feigned innocence, saying, "I'm just telling the truth!" More laughter erupted! I glanced at the group leader, seized the opportunity to sit down, and with one person between us, I took a closer look. Hmm, I liked her; she was my type!

Damn it! I had to get her! We started eating, and the atmosphere was really great. There was no business etiquette, no hierarchy; we drank heartily, chatted freely, and it was truly comfortable. During the meal, I frequently raised my glass to the group leader! I found an opportunity to sit directly next to her, showing her deliberate concern. She didn't reject me; we whispered intimately, and I smelled the scent of her hair, listened to her soft murmurs, and looked at her fair neck and deep collarbones. With the alcohol taking effect, I realized, damn it, I was shamefully hard!!!

The party lasted until after 9 PM, and everyone was a little tipsy. We suggested going to karaoke, and a large group of us headed to a local violin karaoke bar. We indulged in fun and sang our hearts out! I sang Alan Tam's "I Can't Forget You"! Thunderous applause! We had a blast, and it ended a little late!

On the third day, at work, I got a call from a friend. His family owns a vineyard; they've leased 300 acres to grow grapes. My wife had mentioned wanting to make wine, and he remembered, saying he'd sent me two cases. I messaged the group admin privately, asking if she wanted some grapes. She said yes, and I said I'd send some over. She said, "You're so kind!" I said, "Of course, I haven't been able to forget you since I saw you yesterday; I think of you whenever I get something good." She giggled, covering her mouth. I added, "Sharing is caring, and these grapes are so sweet!" She asked where I was, and I said at work. She politely agreed, so I drove over to deliver the grapes, and casually got her phone number! (This is the key point) I filled a file folder with grapes and went to her apartment complex. She was waiting for me at the entrance. I drove her to her building, and she said, "Come on in and sit down." I pretended to be nonchalant and said, "Yeah, I just came to give you grapes. I have something to do, maybe another day," and then promptly left! That afternoon, I received a red heart from her on QQ, along with the message: "Your grapes are very sweet. Thank you!" I replied: "Each grape represents my care and admiration. The grapes are sweet and intoxicating; I hope my feelings will fill your heart as well, giving you sweetness no less!" She replied, "Aren't you afraid of wasting your feelings?" I said, "Is pouring my feelings into you a waste? Then I'd rather waste more, because I'm so affectionate!" We kept talking about these cheesy love quotes that even made me sick, and in the end, we agreed to go to the movies together the next night: teeth!!!

On the fourth day, I was busy, barely having a moment to spare. Even at noon, I only checked QQ on my phone to make sure I wasn't distracted. I just told her, "I'm very busy today, no time to talk. My plans for tonight are the same, tickets are bought, meet me at the Dennis Cinema at 7 pm." Without waiting for her reply, I logged off. After finishing my work in the afternoon, I went home, showered, and changed. Still wearing shorts and a t-shirt, I rode my motorcycle and arrived before 7 pm, waiting. She arrived shortly after, dressed similarly to me—shorts, white t-shirts, a fresh and youthful look, and her hair in a ponytail. I walked around from behind and called out, "Hey, wait a minute, my sweetheart's gone! Can you let me see if it's you?" She turned around, giggled, and said, "Look carefully." I grabbed her shoulders, paused briefly, and said with certainty, "

Yes, it's you! Where do you think you're going, you little rascal!" We naturally put our arms around each other, and three minutes later she naturally linked her arm with mine. We bought a bunch of snacks and went inside to watch a movie. Turns out, I was still inexperienced. I bought a ticket for a 3D version of "Darkness Within," a movie with weird glasses and no romance whatsoever. (Have you seen it?) I just stared at it for almost two hours. Fortunately, we held hands occasionally. In the end, the desired effect wasn't achieved, and I didn't enjoy the movie at all. I wasted my 120 yuan on a movie ticket! Damn it! (Here I seriously despise the Chinese film market. What kind of garbage are these imported European and American films? So much censorship, so much cuts—the essence is gone!) It started at 7:10, and it was almost 9 when we finally left the theater. I was starving. I asked, "Hey girl, where should we eat?" She said, "I'm on a diet, I'm not eating."

I was like, "What the heck!" I immediately said, "Two choices: First, eat with me, you choose the place; second, I choose the place, and I'll eat you up!" You choose? This girl was giggling again (now that I think about it, it was probably that giggling that captivated me!). We found a teppanyaki restaurant and ordered some food. She really was on a diet; she only ate some vegetables, while I ate the pork belly and shrimp. After dinner, the weather was perfect—not too hot, not too cold—ideal for romance. We met in a secluded corner near her house, and she told me about her situation: her husband was stationed in Mauritius (I specifically looked up this country on a globe; it's very small and far away), returning for two months a year with a substantial salary. She had a job, but it was very relaxed—a materials custodian at a large company. Her child was attending school with her mother-in-law in the provincial capital. In the end, I concluded: 1. She had physical needs. 2. She wasn't lacking materially. 3. She wouldn't divorce me. 4. She wanted to hide our affair. 5. I was just her plaything; if our family were in crisis, she would be more open than I was! Heaven has eyes! How could it be so kind to give me a girl who shares my feelings?! Finally, as we got to the heart of the conversation, I kissed her. I tried to slip my hand inside her, but she wouldn't let me. I wasn't in a rush, and we shared a passionate, lingering kiss that left me breathless several times! She even told me that she knew I had ulterior motives the first time she saw me! But the song I sang really touched her; she thought I was humorous, easygoing, and open-minded! She praised me so much I blushed!

On Saturday morning, I slept in late, ate breakfast, and was thinking about going swimming. But then she called, asking me to join a group online. It turned out that a senior member of the group had been in Beijing for two months and was returning today. The group was having a gathering, but she needed to pick her up in a nearby city that afternoon (we don't have a high-speed rail station here). She was the group admin and also this senior member's best friend! She volunteered for the task, recruiting me. Seriously? I don't even know her! I have to drive 100 kilometers round trip to pick her up? Pick her up my ass! She messaged me privately, saying, "I told my older sister about us, and she said she wants to meet you first. Go ahead, it won't take long!" She even sweet-talked me! Being the spineless person I am, I immediately agreed with a beaming smile. Around 3 PM, I picked her up at the high-speed rail station. Wow, judging by her height, she was over 1.7 meters tall, with a slender figure, elegant demeanor, and black-rimmed glasses—a true queen! I rushed over to take her bag, greeting her repeatedly, "Hello, sister!" She didn't give me a hard time; we sat in the back and headed back. We arrived back in the city at 5 PM, and I took her home to shower. We got to the restaurant around 6 PM.

This group was something else! Sixteen guys showed up, and they were splitting the bill. I naturally sat next to the girl, and they took turns challenging the older woman and the girl. A few sharp-eyed ones noticed something was off between me and the girl and got caught in the crossfire. But my drinking capacity—just kidding—I could easily outdrink two or three of them. But I wasn't the main character, and I was too lazy to challenge them. In the end, when we got to the karaoke bar, the girl just lay in my arms :loveliness: Damn it, hiding something? Hiding my ass! The whole group knew! After singing, around 1 a.m., she was so hyped she didn't want to move, her face flushed, and her breath reeking of alcohol. I took her home, and when we got there, I realized she'd put her keys in the older woman's bag! I called, but no one answered; she'd probably already passed out.

But fate intervened! I helped her, hailed a taxi, and took her straight to the 7 Days Inn! I booked a room (I booked a double room! :teeth), gave her some water, and she gradually regained consciousness. She wandered into the bathroom to shower, while I was outside, getting all worked up. Should I do it or not?

If I did, would it seem like I was taking advantage of her? If I didn't, I'd be at a disadvantage! Besides, my body really needed it, so in the end, my upper body gave in to my lower body! After she came out, I helped her to bed, poured her a glass of water, and she seemed to be more awake. She came up and said, "Why did you bring me to a hotel?" Huh! I said, "Your key is with the older woman, and she doesn't answer the phone. I can't open the door. Did you expect me to sleep at your doorstep?"

She muttered, "You did it on purpose!" and turned to lie down! Leaving me there, completely bewildered. What does this girl mean?! ???

I decided to stop thinking about it and go take a shower. When I came out, she got up again, sat on the bed watching TV, and I said, "Are you crazy? What time is it? Why aren't you asleep?" She said she was afraid to sleep. I asked, "What are you afraid of?" She said, "I'm afraid of you!" I asked again, "What are you afraid of me for?" She said, "What you think, I'm not afraid of!" I said, "Then tell me what I can think." She said, "Anyway, what you're thinking is really scary!" Then she chuckled again! Her face was flushed

, I don't know if it was from the alcohol or shyness. There's a saying, "A beauty is only as beautiful as a lamp." In the dim light of the hotel, this girl looked incredibly beautiful. I pounced on her, saying, "What I think isn't scary, what I do isn't scary either! What's scary is not thinking or doing

anything!" Before I finished speaking, we were kissing. I reached out and turned off the TV. I muttered, "Let's not watch TV, let's do something we love!" I wasn't full yet, I wanted another bite! My hand reached down and, damn it, her hand was huge, beyond my grasp! Gone was the firmness of a young girl, replaced by softness! I used every trick in the book, making this girl pant and gasp. My favorite part was her breasts; I licked them again and again. Then I discovered her nipple was there. Every touch of my tongue sent shivers down her spine. I focused my energy on her, and soon I touched it—it was wet! :wad16 We played around with foreplay for a few more minutes, and when I touched it again, it was almost dripping wet. I parted her legs, found the entrance, and because of the lubrication, I slid in all the way. :wad16 She hugged me tightly, incredibly strong, her lips making soft murmurs near my ear. I vaguely heard her say, "No condom..." At that point, I didn't even care about finding a condom! !?! Once she was aroused, I propped myself up and began my assault. I'm naturally in good shape, especially in this area, and with the alcohol, I was even more energetic. This girl's moans of pleasure were so beautiful and poignant! Young women are hard to please! I showed her everything I'd read in books and learned on TV, all to give her a wonderful time. They say to conquer a woman's heart, you must first conquer her body. So I launched a full-scale assault on her: front, back, doggy style, lotus position—I used everything I knew. She was moaning, "Harder, harder, harder..." Damn, she really knows me! A young woman like me only knows how to say those things, not this! Finally, we climaxed in the front position! She held me tightly for a long time, squeezing me tightly down there; her body had clearly experienced immense pleasure!

Sticky and wet, I got up and washed. I lay down, and she wrapped her arms around my neck, her thighs around mine like ivy. I teased her, "Squeezing so tight, not enough? Wait 20 minutes, then I'll give you a pre-dawn burst of pleasure!" She giggled, biting my shoulder, "Come on! You think I'm afraid of you? Rumor has it your second time is even better!" I'll drain you dry, and even if you want to fire, I'll mute you! Looks like my reply has become a famous saying! I told her, "You wait, anyone can say tough words, but not everyone can do good deeds!" I glanced at my watch; it was already 3 AM. I hugged her tightly and said, "Girl, tomorrow's Sunday, let's have some fun, but shouldn't we save up our ammo first?" She said, "You save up, I don't need it. I have plenty of ammo; I'll launch the attack before dawn!" Ah! I'm absolutely smitten with this little vixen! I hugged her tightly and went to sleep! Tomorrow, 007 will battle the Golden Gunner, turning the world upside down!

[The End]

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