Valentine's Day of Cheating

It happened on Valentine's Day afternoon, February 14th. The weather in the north was still very cold. My workplace let us leave early that day, probably to give the men enough time to prepare—you know what to prepare. I was wandering aimlessly down the street, unable to think of anything to buy. I passed a flower shop and bought a bouquet of roses, then went to the supermarket and bought a box of heart-shaped chocolates, planning to go home and cook dinner for my wife. What can I say, I'm a good man.

Just as I left the supermarket, I bumped into a junior high classmate. We hadn't seen each other for years, and she recognized me first. I didn't recognize this beautiful woman at all—girls change a lot as they grow up, you know. She used to be my crush. Now, two people from the same hometown meeting in different cities, of course we had to chat. She saw the flowers in my hand, gave me a knowing look, and asked if I bought them for my sister-in-law. Actually, she had no idea whether I was married or not. I just made up a story: "What are you laughing at? I bought these flowers for a classmate. If you like them, you can have them; I can always buy another bouquet." To my surprise, she readily agreed. Then she snatched the flowers and even smelled them with obvious enjoyment. At first, I thought she was joking. Then she saw the chocolates in my hand, grabbed them, and casually said, "I'll have these too," before tearing open the wrapper and eating them. I was heartbroken. I could buy more for my wife, but everyone knows how expensive Valentine's Day gifts are. I thought, "This is it, my romantic plans for tonight are ruined." Just then, she suddenly said, "What are you thinking? Feeling sorry for yourself? You're still as stingy as ever." I could only laugh. Then she added, "Since you gave me flowers, I'll accompany you shopping for free." I thought to myself, "Okay, fine." Anyway, it's still early before my wife gets off work.

Later, we found a coffee shop and chatted for a while. She was upset because her husband was always away on business trips, and he had promised to come home for Valentine's Day, but he wasn't. I thought to myself, "If you're feeling down, come to me! Today's just unlucky." After leaving the coffee shop, we walked around in the cold street, and then she suggested we go to the movies. I checked the time; it was still half an hour before my usual workday ended. If we finished the movie, it would be late, and my wife would have already gotten off work. I weighed the options and decided, "Okay, if I can't be with my wife, I'll be romantic with this beautiful woman." I texted my wife saying I had to work late and might be home late. So we bought two movie tickets and went into the theater like a couple. You can imagine what was going to happen in the movie theater. And indeed, something did happen. At first, I was quite timid and didn't even dare to touch her. But then, maybe when we saw something scary, she suddenly grabbed my arm and pulled me closer. I was still a little awkward, but then I slowly put my hands on her shoulders and put my arms around her. My fingers just barely touched her breasts. At first, I touched them lightly a few times, but there was no reaction. So I slowly cupped her breasts with my hands, and she still didn't resist. My heart started pounding. Should I take it a step further? I thought to myself, since I'm already here, I might as well be a little more unrestrained. So I slowly slipped my hand inside her neckline. Maybe because my hands were too cold, she pulled back a little when I touched her flesh. I had to stop. After another minute, seeing that she didn't resist, I continued to go deeper. Wow, those breasts were so elastic, I couldn't even hold them in one hand. I slowly kneaded them, and she moved closer to me, letting me touch her freely. I became bolder, and with my other hand, I slipped my hand under her clothes and touched her other breast, and even unhooked her bra. She glared at me, but I pretended not to see and continued to knead her large breasts with both hands. They were so big, and she had never had children. They really felt good. I really wanted to lift her clothes and see those two big white rabbits. Unfortunately, in such a public place, we had to be sneaky. We'd been doing this for over ten minutes. Her breathing was becoming rapid. Suddenly, she straightened up and said to me, "Let's go to a hotel." My mind went blank; I was so excited. I'd always only seen people online talking about how they went to hotels; I'd never experienced it myself. I immediately agreed, "Okay."

The two of us, disheveled (actually, we were quite neat), left the movie theater, found the nearest hotel, and started... well, you can imagine what happened next. I really enjoyed myself, using both my hands and mouth, again and again. We did it four times, and it was past 10 PM by then. We got dressed, left the hotel, exchanged contact information, and went home. When I got home, she even sent me a text: "You're amazing." I quickly deleted it; if my wife found out, I'd be in big trouble. Hehe, that was my first experience of cheating.

[The End]

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