[Extramarital Affair - Against My Will] (The End) Author: Unknown

Author: Unknown
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Chapter 1

A sudden downpour soaked the sky above City A. A red Honda
slowly made its way through the congested streets in the rain; this city seemed perpetually crowded. Vehicles spewed exhaust fumes at each other, waiting for the next
green light. In the driver's seat, a cell phone rang abruptly, disrupting the music. Chu Bing answered the phone

reluctantly . "Hello?" This was the usual way people answered the phone. Hong Tu's tired voice came from the other end. "Where are you? Why can't I get through?" "Oh, my phone just died." Such an answer seemed a bit too . The person on the other end didn't press further, "I'm not coming home this year. Take care of the children and the family during the New Year." Chu Bing's face showed no concern; perhaps her husband's absence for the New Year was already commonplace for her. She herself couldn't remember the last time her husband had come home. In the two years of their marriage, Chu Bing had grown accustomed to her husband's constant absences. At first, she felt a pang of resentment , unable to understand why her husband always seemed so busy with work. It was only when the rumors became reality that she truly understood what it meant for a man to be frequently away from home. Initially, she argued, cried, and grieved. She even considered leaving. But seeing her daughter crying in bed, she had to turn her tearful eyes away. She couldn't hear what her husband was saying , and seeing the car ahead moving, she hurriedly replied, "Oh, I understand," a perfunctory "I'm driving, I can't talk anymore," before hanging up . She drove off the main road. The streets were noticeably less crowded, and she fell into deep thought again. Thinking about how she had married Hongtu right after graduating from school, she inwardly mocked herself. She blamed her mother, blaming her for pushing her into this situation. She shouldn't have such a miserable life . She had enough charm; with her stunning looks, finding a beautiful life and a man who loved her wouldn't have been difficult. Her mother's premature decision robbed her of her right to pursue her dreams, and she blamed her own vanity for it. Her youthful experience led her to mistakenly believe that money could buy everything, that it could satisfy any desire. Reality dealt her a severe blow. She had the money, but she had become a burden, an object of her in-laws' contempt. She found it laughable that she hadn't given birth to a daughter, failing to produce an heir as her in-laws wished. Her daughter had changed her status within the family. She never imagined that her husband, a university graduate, would hold such patriarchal views. Her heart shattered when she witnessed him brazenly walking into a hotel with his mistress. She stood outside the hotel all night until her husband reappeared, then left in despair. She had initially intended to slap him, but seeing him before her, she realized she couldn't possibly hit him, and even anger seemed unnecessary . A vague, underlying awareness reminded her of this. "I never loved this man," she murmured to herself , turning to give her husband a questioning look. Only now did she truly understand that her family was a one-sided arrangement by her mother, and she had become her bride in her bed before she could even see the outline of the grand plan. This fragility of marriage was the root of the unhappiness in their current lives. They had become two people going in opposite directions, their lives no longer connected to each other. Her husband's indifference left her heartbroken. If it weren't for her daughter, not even a year old, she would have left that shameful home without . Thinking about it, tears streamed down her face. Now, even her mother couldn't listen to her. She could only swallow her heartbreak. She would process it alone when no one was around, like now, when she would feel a sudden pang of sadness while driving alone. She wanted to bear it all herself, and still present a bright, sunny smile to everyone else. She knew she didn't need pity; she was a strong woman, past, present, and future. She had to live strong, she often told herself. The car turned into a small alley around a bend. This is a dazzling pearl of nightlife, a paradise for young people . A whole row of bars stretches out, neon lights flashing on both sides of the street, one bright, one dim. The rain has noticeably lessened, and the puddles on the road reflect the colorful neon lights. Men and women walk , sometimes in groups of three or five, slowly entering the small, music-filled bars, the candlelight inside a catalyst for passion. Chu Bing knew very well that once they came out, a passionate encounter would officially begin. Chu Bing glanced inside with deep affection, her eyes revealing a hint of longing. But reason made her press the accelerator harder, and she quickly left the clamor of her fantasy. Leaving behind two strings of red taillights, disappearing into the distance in the night. At this moment, far away in Kunming, Hongtu was fast asleep, his head resting on a woman's smooth arm. The woman beside him gazed at the man reclining in her arms with wide eyes, her tender expression revealing her love for him. Yu Han herself couldn't understand how she could have fallen for this man eight years her senior. Was it his maturity that attracted her? Clearly not. To a large extent, he was still a boy who needed constant care. So what was it? This question had been nagging at her for some time, from the argument with her boyfriend Wei Qiang to the moment she drank with him at work to relieve her frustration. Although she still maintained a relationship with Wei Qiang, it was clearly no longer genuine. She understood that her heart was irrevocably given to this married . Despite Wei Qiang's repeated promises of a home, she still went to his room without hesitation, just like before, and had a passionate encounter. Watching him fall into a deep sleep, she felt gratified that she could provide Hongtu with physical comfort, and she also vaguely sensed that his feelings for her weren't just a physical release. Whenever this thought arose, it strengthened her resolve, even making her somewhat reckless. In truth, her choice was made the moment he first entered her body; she understood that any solution now...

Release was merely a way to strengthen her resolve. Thinking this, a blush unexpectedly crept onto her face. She
recalled their sacred first time, the moment he roughly stripped off her clothes, her stiff body
completely surrendered to this man eight years her senior. He was both rough and gentle. He understood
the ways women enjoyed foreplay; he knew exactly when to arouse a woman. Unlike the clumsy first time of most men, he
was composed, forceful, and effortlessly brought her to ecstasy.

For the first time, she had allowed a stranger's, or rather, an unfamiliar man's, penis
to penetrate her private garden. For a fleeting moment, she thought of her boyfriend who had just
left didn't bring her rationality; instead, it intensified her excitement. She hadn't imagined the feeling of being penetrated by a stranger could be
so pleasurable, something she had never experienced with Wei Qiang. She constantly imagined the man's unfamiliar penis pressing against
her , merging with her body.

That feeling quickly brought her to orgasm. She silently allowed this man, whom she had just begun to get to know,
to release his pent-up desire within her!

The man lying in her arms now was so peaceful. Looking at his sleeping expression, she smiled contentedly
. She gently lifted Hongtu's head, letting him lie comfortably on the pillow.
When , she got out of bed, straightened her clothes, left a note on the table, locked the door, and disappeared down
the hotel corridor.

Inside the room, the partially drawn curtains let in moonlight, and the note, weighed down by
a glass read: "See you at ten o'clock the night after tomorrow."

Hongtu woke up at noon the next day. He was exhausted from the previous night. With sleepy eyes, he
looked at the note Yuhan had left for him on the bedside table. He muttered, "This little vixen is trying to drain me dry," a
satisfied smile unconsciously spreading across his lips. Undeniably, he experienced a long-lost
pleasure . Her angelic beauty and fiery figure were an insatiable desire for him.
Her innocence and cuteness constantly reminded him of his need to take from her. He desperately craved
a sexual experience where body and soul were intertwined. This was something he couldn't get from his wife. Thinking of his
wife , a barely perceptible hint of despair crossed his face.

Then, he suddenly realized something. His face darkened, and he grabbed his phone from the bedside table. It was midnight. He
remembered his client appointment. Without him, he knew how tense things would be at the company. He understood how crucial
this deal was to the company's current situation; how could he be late? Filled with self-reproach, he
hastily composed himself, grabbed his purse, and rushed to the parking lot. The moment he stepped into his car,
his phone rang.

"Mr. Wu, the people from the Yang Group have arrived." They were waiting in the conference room, asking when you could arrive, and
their tone seemed a bit sour. Hongtu quickly gave instructions.
The person on the other end of the phone seemed a little reluctant. "Is this alright? They're the deputy arbitrator; sending a secretary to receive them doesn't seem quite right."

Hearing it was the deputy arbitrator, Hongtu's tense face finally relaxed.

"It's alright, just go. Remember to tell them I'm sorry."

Hongtu knew this deputy arbitrator perfectly well. He understood that at this point, there was no better
candidate than Secretary Hu. Secretary Hu had seen through the deputy arbitrator's covetousness towards her,
which arrangement.

Hongtu looked at the car and hummed a tune. He knew that as long as Secretary Hu made a small sacrifice, this deal
was a sure thing. Thinking about this, he felt a little sad. If it weren't for this
lucrative deal, and the company's recent financial difficulties, he would never have pushed Secretary Hu to
the deputy arbitrator's side. After all, he still had some feelings for Secretary Hu, even though they had only been
intimate a few times. But spending every day together had fostered a certain tenderness towards her, especially since she was such a
naive girl.

Hongtu thought about how, since taking over the family business, he seemed to have become a different person. For
profit, for money, he could abandon everything, including the love he once considered sacred. He felt a little helpless. "

Businessmen don't talk about feelings," he solemnly reminded himself, stepping on the gas and disappearing down the road
, speeding towards the company.

Chapter Two:

A city was still shrouded in a light drizzle, just like yesterday. Chu Bing parked the car by the roadside and opened the door.
She entered a rather bourgeois café. Lately, she had unconsciously developed a liking for drinking
unsweetened, bitter, newly brewed Brazilian coffee in such cafés. She especially loved the coffee's name, "Melancholy Blues."

She didn't know the meaning of the name, only the sadness it brought her, occasionally
bringing tears to her eyes. She wondered why the same sorrow always seemed to
linger above the coffee's smoke.

She desperately wanted to know who the person who brewed this coffee was, what kind of life experiences they had to create such a slightly melancholic
yet indescribable coffee. Was their fate similar to hers, or
perhaps even more tumultuous? Thinking this, her curiosity swelled even more wildly. Her eagerness
to see this person was the reason she came here every day to drink this melancholy coffee. She hoped her wish would come true today.

Just as she was lost in thought, a familiar figure flashed in through the door. She immediately widened her eyes,
afraid of missing a single moment of the boy's entrance. How could it be him? Although it had been two years since they last met, her nimble
figure was enough for her to recognize him with just a glance. A little flustered, she tried to remain calm.

Watching him flirt with the bartender at the counter, she chuckled and sighed. It was always the same.

He was still the same person he was two years ago, only now his baby face bore the marks of life's hardships. Remembering their
school days together, a sweet smile immediately filled her beautiful face. She thought of how
happy she had been then, possessing enviable beauty and the companionship of him, hailed as the campus genius. Back then,
she seemed to imagine herself as the happiest person in the world.

But misfortune struck; reality cruelly revealed its capricious nature.

To survive, to satisfy the so-called honors of society, she was forced to betray her will and step into…
Now, she was in a living hell. Two bitter tears streamed into her coffee. She had no power to salvage anything. The person she had dreamed of seeing
so many times, why was she so melancholy even though he was so close? She couldn't bear to face his handsome, sunny
face; she didn't want her melancholy to cause him even the slightest unease.

She regretted her impulsiveness, which had stirred up her calmed emotions once more. She wanted to leave immediately,
yet she was so reluctant to go. While she was still hesitating in this conflict, his figure had already reached the other side. In her panic, she didn't
know what to say, stammering, her face flushing. After a long while, she finally cautiously called
his name, "Xiao Tian."

Yes, it was "Ren Xiao Tian." The moment he pushed open the door, he had already noticed the
beautiful girl sitting in the corner. He always paid special attention to pretty girls, but when he noticed her appearance,
he froze . This was also the time when Chu Bing was reminiscing about the past, so she didn't notice his brief moment
of stunned silence. He quickly gave the bartender some instructions at the bar counter and then slowly walked over.

He stood before Chu Bing, noticing her flustered expression. After she called his name, he grinned, giving
her his usual bright, sunny smile.

"You haven't changed, still the same as before."

"How could that be? Everyone says I've gotten even more handsome. Looks like your eyes are playing tricks on you."

"Yeah, I'm getting old, I even have kids now."

Hearing this, a barely perceptible sadness flickered in Ren Xiaotian's eyes. She desperately wanted the Xiaotian before her
to remain unchanged, as before, but she immediately realized that such thoughts were nothing but wishful thinking, merely
self consolation. She smiled sweetly, trying to ease the awkward atmosphere.

Xiaotian could only smile to hide the secret that her eyes inadvertently revealed. Unfortunately, such a purposeful
smile could never truly shine. It could only awkwardly adorn her youthful face.

"How are you? How are you doing?" As soon

as the words left his mouth, Xiao Tian immediately realized his slip of the tongue. He and
some of , and asking like this would only further hurt her feelings. Sure enough, upon hearing this, Chu Bing's
eyes dimmed, and she looked down at the coffee spoon she was stirring.

"Hmm," she replied. She clearly didn't want to talk about her current life. Even without
judging , Xiao Tian knew he should change the subject.

"What do you think of the coffee I made?"

Upon hearing this, Chu Bing was quite surprised and asked in a disbelieving tone, "You made it?"

"What, you don't believe me? This is called 'Melancholy Blues'."

Chu Bing still looked at him with disbelief .

"It utilizes the unique purity of Brazilian coffee. Let's not talk about the ingredients. Do you know
what the most special ingredient in this coffee is?"

Chu Bing shook her head at him.

"Mood, that's right, it's mood. When making this coffee, your mood must be melancholic. Did you
feel a slight sourness after drinking it?"

Chu Bing nodded in surprise. Her surprise was no longer about whether the coffee was really made by Xiao Tian
, but that she had never heard of coffee making being related to mood before. Chu Bing looked at Xiao Tian, who was talking
non- . Tears almost rolled down her cheeks again. She tried hard to restrain
herself and forced a smile so that he wouldn't notice.

The atmosphere grew increasingly relaxed, just like their initial encounter. Xiao Fei spoke earnestly, while
she listened attentively, occasionally raising her hand to ask questions.

Time flew by in this harmonious atmosphere of reunion. Before the young couple could fully express their
joy at their reunion, darkness fell, and the drizzling twilight was somewhat chilly for this southern city.

Chu Bing was still reluctant to leave, a feeling echoed by Xiao Tian. But the passage of time
wouldn't allow the young couple to linger. In the moment before they rose to say goodbye, a look of
reluctance .

Finally, Xiao Fei spoke, the tense words following. Perhaps they were both waiting for the other to speak first,
but Xiao Fei was clearly less composed.

"Are you in a hurry to go home? If not, I'd like to take you somewhere. I think you need to relax now
."

Chu Bing nodded expectantly, saying nothing, and followed Ren Xiao Fei out of the coffee shop, into
the drizzling twilight streets, towards the red Honda parked by the roadside.

Chapter Three:

Everything was unfolding according to Hongtu's wishes. Once tonight was over, the highly
profitable order would be his, and all the company's crises would be resolved. As long as Hu Mei—yes,
as long as Secretary Hu agreed with his persuasion—everything would proceed as planned.

A gray Mercedes pulled up in front of a luxuriously decorated villa. Hongtu, beaming, stepped out, elated by
his plan. He opened the passenger door for Hu Mei, who was waiting beside the car,
and ushered her in with a standard gesture of invitation. The two listened to music silently in the car. Hu Mei was acutely aware of the significance of
this trip; she was absolutely unwilling to go. However, seeing Hongtu's anxious
eyes softened her heart. She knew how much she loved the man driving the car;
she would even die for him. But asking her to do such a thing was heartbreaking, yet illegal and against her will. She knew
it was a despicable deal—using her body to fulfill the ideals of her beloved. After some thought, she hardened
her heart .

The car stopped in front of a luxurious hotel. Hu Mei got out
and . Hongtu watched her departing figure from inside the car, a sudden pang of heartache gripping him.
Although he didn't love her, this was, after all, a sacrifice made for him. How could he not feel pain?
He could only close his eyes, watching Hu Mei walk further and further away until she disappeared from his sight.

Inside the hotel room, the obese middle-aged man who had used power as a bargaining chip sat shirtless on the edge
of the bed , idly flipping through TV channels. The flickering red light from the screen reflected off his
greasy, flabby face. He was anxiously waiting for the perfect body he had longed for to offer itself to him.

He vaguely remembered the first time he saw Hu Mei; her haughty gaze symbolized an unassailable
authority , despite his own efforts to be humble and obsequious. That damned yet incredibly alluring woman...
He glanced at her dismissively, then turned and left. A possessive desire had gripped him; he wanted not only to
display his charm, but also to punish this proud woman for
the wounds she had inflicted on his masculine pride. Today, he could finally have his wish; he would make this woman completely surrender to his desire
. A wicked smile crept across his lips as he heard elegant footsteps in the hallway outside.

Hu Mei went straight to the door, hesitated for a moment, then the door was roughly pulled open. The instant the door
slammed , a flash of despair crossed her mind, and
she swallowed the word "It's over" along with her choked tears. "

Xing Caijun, I hope you will keep your promise." She closed her eyes, filled with profound sorrow. Xing Yan
glanced at the woman beneath him. Sensing a noble air about her beautiful face,
he unconsciously softened his roughness and treated her with gentleness.

He peeled away Hu Mei's clothes, piece by piece, that tightly covered her jade-like body. When her near-perfect figure was presented to him in such
an unadorned manner, he could no longer control his impulse.

He buried his face in her well-defined breasts and began to greedily suckle. From top to bottom, he didn't miss a single place
to suckle. When Xing Yan buried his face between her legs, earnestly admiring his genitals, a
feeling of shyness suddenly surged into Hu Mei's mind. The worst part was that the desire she had been suppressing
was slowly crumbling under his gaze. She even unconsciously felt a surge of excitement.

When this excitement began to materialize, Xing Yan saw
the honey-like fluid . He immediately realized the time had come. He parted her slightly dark labia, making her private parts
even more clearly visible to him. He lowered his head deeply and earnestly licked and sucked the
bright red flesh at the entrance of her jade cave. Hu Mei felt an overwhelming pleasure rising from her lower body, and unconsciously
let out a soft moan through her tightly closed mouth.

She knew she was no longer in control; faced with such a master of seduction, her body could only respond with desire
, unable to instinctively resist. She completely gave up resisting and began to enjoy the pleasure brought by this
man . As those rough, calloused hands continued to tease her clitoris, Hu Mei
arched her body in response, her moans growing louder and her breathing becoming heavy, panting for the man's masculine
body to penetrate her, to fill the emptiness in her private parts.

She grew more and more eager, until she uttered a startling plea. Xing Yan understood
her needs from Hu Mei's dazed eyes. He calmly kissed the woman's
body . He wanted to make this woman experience ecstasy, and he believed he could do it. Based on his
understanding of women, he was completely confident that he could conquer the woman beneath him. The pleading voice of this once proud woman
was proof of his success.

Hu Mei was now completely limp, her only thought being to find a penis to fill her
overflowing desire. She murmured, letting the man's lips roam over her white body. As
Hu Mei felt the excited fluid flowing from her vulva overflowing her labia, a hot penis
probed into her secret garden. A tremor of pleasure made Hu Mei arch her hips involuntarily; she now only
wanted the penis that brought her pleasure to explore deeper into the bottom of her uterus. With each thrust, her
moans grew louder.

The pleasure from within was beyond what mere "oh oh" or "ah ah" could describe. Her entire private area
felt as if it were being gradually stretched to its limit. Her clitoris tingled, becoming hot and hard. Hu Mei
spread her legs as wide as possible, allowing the pleasure to penetrate deeper into her snow-white buttocks. She unconsciously arched her back, her limp body
trembling . She felt her vagina tighten, tightly enveloping the penis that was thrusting into her private parts.
A gush of fluid surged forth.

Her pink vagina clenched and convulsed, and waves of clear fluid slowly flowed down the penis. At the same time,
she let out uncontrollable sounds of pleasure and satisfaction. Then came a silent fall, and her consciousness blurred. When she regained
consciousness, her warm vagina was still wet with the white
fluid .

For the first time, Hu Mei felt her own lust. She never imagined that she would
reach orgasm under the stimulation of such a vile man's genitals, and with such intense desire. She silently closed her eyes.

As her eyes closed for the last moment, she saw the satisfied smile of the man who had given her pleasure. Inside the car,
Hongtu waited anxiously, his emotions conflicted. From the moment Hu Mei entered the hotel, he even
wondered if it was worth it, but his businessman's instincts kicked in, dispelling any nascent weakness.
He understood he was a businessman, and a businessman's principle was to turn everything that could potentially be profitable into cash to fill
his pockets, regardless of the cost. Thus, businessmen became tools for pursuing profit;
whether this was a blessing or a curse for modern civilization was unknown.

When Hu Mei walked out of the hotel again, two hours later, Hongtu hurriedly got out of the car,
opened the door and let Hu Mei in. In the instant the door closed, he saw
the flush on the woman's face, which hadn't completely faded, and a pang of jealousy rose in his heart. But he quickly composed himself,
his expression unchanged until he got into the car. This was a unique skill honed by countless trials in the business world
. He drove on silently, an awkward atmosphere hanging over the car. "So, did you get the stuff?"

he asked, immediately realizing his slip of the tongue. He was expecting
a . But the silence that followed surprised even himself. He couldn't help
but glance at the woman's expression. Her blank look made him anxious. He couldn't understand why she, usually so
cheerful was so silent. Had something unexpected happened that
caused such a drastic change in the woman who had given herself to him? He started to have a clue. At this moment, Hu Mei
wasn't actually thinking about anything. She just felt her mind go blank, still immersed in
the pleasure she had just experienced, so much so that she wasn't paying attention to what the man next to her was saying. "If only
the man I loved so much had given me that pleasure," she thought. She knew all of this was her...
Having made her own choice, she knew reality had cruelly shown her that she could no longer harbor
the illusion of marrying the one she loved. Was love truly so painful?

She sighed silently inside the well-sealed luxury car. She pushed
the plastic bag to the hood and glanced out the window at the passing scenery.

The night view of City A was undeniably beautiful. In the cool evening breeze, a red Honda quickly
overtook the car blocking its path, and the laughter of two young people could be heard from inside.

Xiao Tian looked at Chu Bing sitting beside him, her slightly wavy hair partially obscuring her beautiful face.

He tried to memorize every smile and gesture, as if afraid this angelic face would suddenly disappear.

Chu Bing blushed under his gaze and quickly covered up, saying, "Watch your car." Only then did Xiao Tian realize
he was still driving. He awkwardly turned his face away, took a deep breath, and drove towards the street lined with
neon-lit bars.

The car pulled up in an empty parking space, the flashing neon lights reflecting off their excited faces. They
weaved through the sparse crowd, seemingly choosing a place for their flirtation, passing
couples who met by. Their eyes met briefly before they brushed past each other. Finally, they
stopped . This was their shared space, a place that might hold their shared thoughts and perhaps even nurture their shared
desires.

Chu Bing thought of how she had passed by here a few days ago, and her face flushed again. Fortunately, the flashing neon lights
concealed her flushed, excited cheeks…

Chapter Four:

As soon as they stepped into the bar, that sensual desire flowed through their bodies and minds with the soft music.
They found a dimly lit corner and sat down, staring at each other, yet afraid to look directly at one another.
They remained frozen, waiting for the waiter. During this wait, Chu Bing's emotions were complex. She didn't
know where things would go next, whether the scene she hoped for would
happen after leaving the bar. She was conflicted. She didn't know how to justify her indulgence. Was this indulgence?
A flirtatious relationship with a man, or rather, a man she once loved, with the potential to escalate into something real—even though
her husband 's betrayal had dealt her a heavy blow, was this her reason for revenge? No, "I do
love him," Xiao Tian, the man she often dreamt of in the middle of the night, was now sitting right across from her.
Why, then, was she feeling melancholic? What was the reason? Undeniably, what she had been anticipating
was about to happen, ever since her husband's last hasty act with her. But
now …

she hesitated, until she noticed the burning gaze fixed on her, bringing her back
to reality. That burning gaze gave her unwavering resolve. Yes, she loved him. She couldn't see
anything wrong with offering her body to the one she loved. Meeting that passionate gaze, she smiled gently.

Of course, Xiao Tian didn't understand the conflict in Chu Bing's heart. He couldn't possibly know that the girl he loved
would consider giving herself completely to him today, at his request. He was now only
concerned with Chu Bing's beautiful face. Since graduating from school, he hadn't had the chance to look at her so closely, especially
in this bar filled with sentimental atmosphere.

A year ago, when he learned of her marriage, he couldn't sleep that night, those dark nights where only alcohol
could help him forget his sorrow, those days of longing, that agonizing torment—he still vividly remembered
how deeply it was etched in his memory. And now, the person he had longed for day and night was sitting right across from him,
so close, the air so ambiguous, it was entirely possible to fulfill his desire of so many years. He wanted
her; tonight, he wanted to use his passion to tell her of the tenderness that flowed from his body. Thinking of this, he felt
a little embarrassed, his face unconsciously flushing. He lowered his eyes, gazing at the red wine glass that had just been served.

A lyrical melody began to play softly. Seeing several couples embracing
intimately , whispering sweet nothings and moving gracefully with perfect steps, Xiao Tian could no longer contain his impulse.
He grabbed Chu Bing, who was still enjoying the music, and ran to the center of the dance floor. Chu Bing was completely
caught off guard by his sudden action. A pair of strong hands were already around her waist. At first, she felt a little uncomfortable; after all,
she had never been so intimately embraced by a man other than her husband. She tried to
push him away slightly. But he completely ignored her, instead holding her even tighter, as if afraid she would disappear from his embrace
. Chu Bing completely gave up resisting, her body softly resting against the warm chest of the man. This
was something she had longed for for a long time; otherwise, why would it feel so natural?

Couples of men, seemingly lovers, clung to each other in the middle of the dance floor, their steps unsteady.
No one paid attention to each other's gazes, nor did anyone bother to observe others' actions. Everyone
was preoccupied with their own affairs—flirting, tenderness. The forms varied, but the sentiment was the same: all
expressing a certain passion. Xiao Tian, overwhelmed by desire, couldn't imagine that the woman he had longed for was now
nestled obediently in his arms. What mature man could remain unmoved? He began to let
his hands, which had been so restrained, wander aimlessly over her smooth, comfortable back, enjoying the warmth of her skin, slowly exploring every inch
from top to bottom . When those desireful hands reached the sensitive area of her chest, Chu Bing
finally realized something. She found herself too absorbed; things had happened so simply, yet something seemed missing. She
wanted to refuse, but felt utterly powerless, her body gradually going limp with the wandering hands.

When consciousness returned, Xiao Tian's hand was already inside her small breasts, beginning a gentle
caress. She immediately
felt gasped, gripping his neck tightly, tilting her head back to let Xiao Tian
's hands explore freely.

Xiao Tian sensed Chu Bing's reaction. Although she tried to keep her eyes closed, her beautiful silhouette undeniably
aroused his desire. His hands began to slide down her smooth breasts towards her waist.

Her jeans initially hindered his exploration, but he deftly twisted his fingers behind her back, and with a "pop," the curtain protecting her breasts
was ripped open. His hands touched the silky texture, and his brain immediately registered a single thought.
The command was given: downwards, downwards…

With a “pop,” Chu Bing felt her bound lower abdomen loosen, eagerly
absorbing fresh air. Five fingers lingered on it, seemingly carrying the same expectation:
downwards, downwards. Finally, the wandering hand broke through the silken barrier, carelessly roaming Chu Bing's
already overflowing private parts. Smooth, smooth and supple, as Xiao Tian carefully parted her closed labia,
he heard a soft moan escape Chu Bing's lips. Chu Bing moaned, slightly twisting her hips, coordinating with the fingers'
advances; both their faces were completely flushed. Xiao Tian carefully rubbed, sometimes probing, sometimes withdrawing. When he
finally inserted his middle finger into the open, secret passage, two soft moans occurred simultaneously. He felt Chu Bing 's
mouth, nestled against his shoulder, leaving teeth marks.

He felt no pain, but rather increased his thrusting and withdrawing with greater excitement. Chu Bing felt a surge of power
rising within her, a pleasure she had never experienced before. Despite numerous sexual encounters with her husband,
the sensations had always been superficial. But today, with Xiao Tian, even before his penis was inserted, she
felt an overwhelming, ethereal pleasure, as if ascending to the clouds. The thought of his penis made Chu Bing blush and lower her head, yet the pleasure
intensified, occasionally accompanied by soft, squeaking sounds from her lower body. Finally, she let out a suppressed, muffled cry,
"Ah..." She then pushed her hips forward, wanting the teasing fingers to penetrate deeper. Xiao Tian
clearly felt Chu Bing's trembling. He wanted to satisfy the woman he loved; if there were a large
bed, he would do even better.

Chu Bing felt her vagina contract, a series of spasms, each contraction
releasing a stream of white fluid. She longed for the fingers to remain inside her forever, and with a sudden thrust, she guided the fingers even deeper
!

As Chu Bing closed her eyes, enjoying the waves of tantalizing pleasure emanating from her lower body, a tingling vibration pulled
her
from her fading consciousness. The ringing of her phone stopped the fingers swirling inside her. Chu Bing gently pushed away Xiao Tian's embrace and answered the phone. The anxious voice on the other end immediately threw Chu Bing into a panic
. She hastily pushed away the sticky hands that were lost in bliss, her eyes
lingering briefly on her fingertips, a flush of shyness spreading throughout her body. She stammered to hide her unease. Perhaps it was the discomfort of having a man she once knew but now felt somewhat unfamiliar bring her to orgasm
in front of so many people , or perhaps it was her own moral compass forcing her to consider the future. In any case, she was now back to the bewilderment she felt before everything had happened. Hearing that her daughter had a fever only added to her sense of helplessness. She mechanically turned around and mumbled, "Meet me here at 10 PM tomorrow night, wait for me," before rushing towards the door. Xiao Tian, still standing on the dance floor, stared blankly at the retreating figure of the woman who had run away from him, motionless for a long time. Only when the music stopped spinning did he move, slowly stepping out of the dimly lit doorway of the bar. Everything on the street was as before, only the deeper moonlight reduced the number of people moving about. Under the silent moonlight, a thin mist was beginning to envelop the city as dawn approached. Xiao Tian, strolling through the streets, was still savoring the dreamlike encounter he had just experienced. He let the aroused desire slowly consume his senses. He was looking forward to their meeting the day after tomorrow, mentally preparing for the passionate performance to come, the overwhelming , the exploration of the body of the woman he deeply loved—all of which made this man incredibly excited at their rendezvous in the early morning. He unconsciously hummed a cheerful tune, walked around the corner, hailed a taxi, and disappeared into the vast dawn with a happy heart . Chapter Five. The sun shone once more on this spring-like city. The success of yesterday's plan filled Hongtu with joy; for the first time, he noticed the morning air was filled with a subtle fragrance. He drove his Mercedes, a symbol of wealth and power, speeding along the ring road leading to the company. He was happy today; even the traffic jams he used to dreaded now felt like a pleasure. He squinted, letting himself soar through the music. He hadn't felt this way in a long time; the daily grind had left this man in his early thirties exhausted. He had forgotten the concept of leisure; his only way to relax was to embrace the woman who admired him and make love with her in a frenzy. He released his pent-up emotions onto those beautiful, bronze bodies, and the shout at the peak allowed him to temporarily forget all his troubles, enjoying the physical pleasure and mental climax . Therefore, he constantly created sex that made his body soar. Whenever he had the chance, he wanted to immediately release his body and rush towards his peak of pleasure. The car pulled up in the parking lot downstairs at the company. As usual, Hongtu smiled this smile wasn't a mechanical reaction, but a genuine, heartfelt greeting. The old man seemed a little flustered. He was used to everyone's expressionless smiles, and this sudden smile made him freeze in awkward silence. He tried to force a smile, but it was still mechanical. Habitual actions are hard to break overnight. He watched Hongtu leave, his stiff smile tinged with guilt. Actually, Hongtu didn't care about the old man's reaction; he was so overwhelmed by his own joy that everything around him seemed kind. He brought his good mood to the company. The employees, rarely seeing their boss greet them with a smile , were surprised and curiously observed their spirited leader. Everyone's work enthusiasm reached its peak that day. Because the boss was in a good mood, the workday didn't seem particularly long. Only one person remained melancholic amidst the joyous atmosphere. The discordant sound of Hu Mei placing a bundle of materials on her desk jolted Hongtu back to reality. Looking at the beautiful yet sorrowful face before him, he gently squeezed the delicate hand resting on the materials. He struggled to hold her hand, his lips seemingly moving as if to say something, but her lifeless eyes prevented him from expressing his feelings. "Mr. Xu, this is the office," Hu Mei said, pulling her hands away with difficulty. "If there's nothing else, I 'll leave now. I'll bring you the flyers from Mr. Xing's side when they arrive." Her voice was strained. Hongtu could only watch her leave hopelessly, letting out a deep sigh. He clearly sensed Hu Mei mentioning Mr. Xing.

Her eyes held a hint of sadness, mixed with something else, which reached his ears amidst her suppressed voice . He had no time to dwell on it, burying himself in processing the materials Hu Mei had just delivered. Although his heart
was heavy, he maintained the clear head of a decision-maker, knowing the priorities.
After all, between women and career, the latter was more important. He was proud of his businessman's spirit, even if others might find it undesirable. But as a businessman, sacrificing one or more women wasn't particularly significant
to him . Sometimes he felt resentful. But he understood the natural law of gain and loss. Hu Mei was the price he had just paid. He was now thinking more about how to compensate Hu Mei for her sacrifices. Even if any material compensation seemed so powerless, he still had to do it, at least to lessen his conscience. At noon, the order from last night's transaction floated onto his elegant desk through Hu Mei's hand. He grabbed Hu Mei as she tried to turn around. "Meimei," Hu Mei trembled at the sound of that address. Unconsciously, she stopped and turned to look at the man she both loved and hated. She had so much to say, yet she didn't know where to begin. The questions she had prepared all night had vanished without a trace. Her blurry eyes tried to see the man's concerned face through the thin mist . A silent murmur concealed the deep affection between the two. At that moment, Hu Mei, with great reluctance yet irresistible force, threw herself into the arms of the man she had once wanted to hate. Yet, she sank once more into the quagmire she had dug herself into; all the promises made last night couldn't provide the strength of a single embrace. She desperately needed this man's comfort, even though he was the same . She didn't need his money, didn't need him to provide any material comforts; she only wanted to experience love with him—the love every woman longs for, yet this simple desire seemed so unattainable to him. Tears streamed down her beautiful face as he gently wiped them away with his strong, calloused hands. Even this small gesture brought her comfort. She realized how easily a woman could be satisfied with the man she loved. She tried to speak, but her words were swallowed by his deep, full lips. She once again felt the power of his body against hers; her resentment was slowly softening, and her desire was rising. As their tongues intertwined, they slowly lay down on the soft sofa. The scene from last night unfolded again, this time from a gentle beginning to a torrential end, with her always striving to please him. She explored his strength within her, feeling his thick, masculine member grinding and thrusting repeatedly inside her. An ancient suction gripped the intruder's body, as if trying to firmly attach it to her uterine walls. Each time her lower body felt empty, she contracted her vagina, yearning for fullness, to refill it. The intense pleasure accompanied her beloved's forceful thrusts. Even on this not-so-comfortable sofa, he quickly brought her to orgasm. In waves of trembling dizziness, she arched her lower upwards, coordinating with even more vigorous thrusts, bringing their bodies together in the most intimate union. Every last drop of his semen flowed into her womb. Then everything returned to calm, only Hu Mei's flushed cheeks a testament to the passion they had just experienced. Two orgasms in two days filled this young woman with happiness. Happiness, it turned out, could be so simple. She felt the same satisfaction as a mad by her sexual desire, finally having captured another moment of passion. She no longer cared whether Hong Tu would love her; as long as he could take her to the peak of pleasure without reservation , she thought she had no other desires. After all, to bring the man she deeply loved to the clouds was a kind of triumph. However, she didn't understand that any man, especially the one she loved, if he had enough strength and the woman wasn't the type he disliked, could send the woman beneath him to the clouds, regardless of love or lack thereof, driven only by sexual desire. The pleasure he derives from a woman's body is no less than the joy Hu Mei experiences when she orgasms beneath him. For him, Hu Mei is merely a form of compensation, or perhaps a source of comfort. Yet this sorrowful woman is moved by the passion she so readily bestows upon him. One can imagine that if Hu Mei knew his inner world, she would likely lose all yearning for love. Unfortunately, she remains oblivious. She happily straightens her clothes , her face radiating a sense of profound comfort, and leaves the room filled with lust. As she walked out the door, she didn't forget to throw herself a soft smile, but after she turned around, she could no longer see the man shaking his head helplessly with a bitter smile... The phone rang, and Yu Han's weak voice came from the other end, "Did you see the note I left?" "Yes." "That night," the other party didn't finish, followed by a coughing laugh, "Don't worry, I definitely won't let you off easily." "Then it's a deal, I'll wait for you." Before Hong Tu could answer, the phone had already been hung up. They had a temporary home together, a hotel far from the city. Hong Tu had spent a lot of money He could extract more than just physical desire from this woman; because she had no connection to him in the business world, he could frolic freely on , ejaculating without restraint. He wanted this woman to be his exclusive object in his paradise, unrelated to worldly affairs. They only had sex, and perhaps one day it would evolve into love. But he knew he could restrain himself and delay that day. Perhaps when that day comes, it will also be the day they break up. He didn't want to think about it ; that's a selfish part of a man. The car started speeding along the road again, but heading in the opposite direction from where it came from. The setting sun slanted across the smooth car body, turning the originally gray body a light red, especially the car logo on the front, which was particularly eye-catching and dazzling in the afterglow of the sun . The car, speeding along, led the entire vehicle towards the hotel! Since the passionate encounter with Xiao Tian at the bar last night, Chu Bing hadn't had time to think about anything . That overwhelming pleasure had been worn down to a faint feeling by her daughter's sudden illness.

After more than ten hours, seeing her daughter gradually regain her spirits in bed, she finally
left the bedside where she had stayed all night, replaced by the nanny. She settled herself on the comfortable sofa, trying to unwind from the day's
fatigue . Only then did she have time to recall the sudden passion of the previous night.

When she nestled in Xiaotian's warm embrace, her feelings were real and exhilarating. She couldn't
describe the scene of pleasure. She simply tried to relive that passion through her memory. She slowly closed
her eyes, trying to recall Xiaotian's face, but that radiant face only
flickered blurrily before her eyes. She couldn't clearly perceive its contours, only vaguely discern it.

The scene from last night vividly reappeared before her eyes, and in the instant before she could even react, an
inexplicable impulse filled her mind. She wanted to shake her head forcefully to shake off this sudden desire. Her attempts were clearly
futile; the more consciously she tried to escape, the more surging the anticipated desire became, until it
overwhelmed her entire body. She was powerless to resist anymore; after all, the feeling of pleasure
was not harmful at all. In resignation, her body went limp again… After a long while, she drifted
off to sleep amidst a flushed face…

Chapter Six:

Amidst hurried footsteps, Chu Bing slightly opened her eyes, watching the nanny carrying her daughter pacing
back and forth in the hall. She glanced at the wall clock, then abruptly turned over. She hurriedly gathered her clothes,
went the nanny's side, and looked at her daughter's peaceful sleeping face, reaching out to touch her soft cheek.
She smiled unconsciously.

"Zhang Ma, I'm going out for a bit. Remember to give Xiao Fan milk first, then her medicine when she wakes up," she said, picking up
her handbag from the sofa the night before and stepping out the door. Reaching the door, she turned back and added, "
Feed every two hours. If I'm late, go to sleep. I have the key." Zhang Ma simply
nodded symbolically, then carried the child into the room. Chu Bing watched her retreating figure, then turned and walked towards the red car parked in
the garage .

As the car started, white exhaust fumes billowed behind, and it slowly moved forward, heading towards the neon-lit bar under the dim streetlights
. While driving on the ring road, Chu Bing glanced down
at the nearly red fuel gauge, then slowed down, looking around for a gas station.

"Has the price gone up again?" This was Chu Bing's first question upon entering the gas station.

"This is the third price increase this year. Will we even be able to afford it?" Seeing the attendant's helpless shake of the
head , Chu Bing knew this wasn't a problem they could solve, so she stopped complaining. Looking at the rapidly
fluctuating price, her face was filled with anger. As she handed the waiter two hundred-yuan bills, she
turned abruptly and hopped into the car without stopping.

Actually, Chu Bing herself couldn't figure out where her anger came from. Was it really because of the rising
gas prices ? Obviously not; the extra money shouldn't have made her so upset.
What was it then? She couldn't understand it, so she simply let it go.

Women are indeed a difficult species to understand; their emotions fluctuate so rapidly, they can be inexplicably annoyed or
happy, usually thinking everything is simple, yet complicating the process of achieving their goals.

She'd heard that sometimes it's related to physiology, but today didn't seem to be her period. Thinking this, Chu Bing
shook her head helplessly and gave a self-deprecating smile. Afterwards, she started driving seriously, speeding along as if some expectation
was pulling her. Soon, the car stopped in the same spot as yesterday. The moment Chu Bing
stepped into the bar, she seemed to hesitate for a moment, then
resolutely …

Inside the bar, Xiao Tian sat in the same spot as yesterday, a seat he had just negotiated with someone to switch places with.
Initially, he was worried Chu Bing wouldn't be able to find it, but later he realized it wasn't that simple. The feeling was complex. In
this place filled with the same ambiguity, he couldn't calm down and think. We all knew he was being
driven by desire; he worried that tonight's burning desire would be extinguished because she couldn't find a seat, even though such
worry seemed unnecessary. From Xiao Tian's behavior, we can roughly understand that the possessive desire of
a man isn't directed at any one person. We are so cautious in the face of desire.

Who said, "Men are animals who think with their lower bodies"? That's clearly wrong! Like now, Xiao
Tian, isn't he using his brain to prevent any possible business from happening that would prevent him from satisfying his desires
?

Thinking about this, Xiao Tian felt a little lewd. He didn't want to possess Chu Bing purely physically;
he wanted her love more. However, in this ambiguous environment, and with the passion from their previous encounter, Xiao Tian
couldn't help but let his thoughts wander in that direction. He calmly composed himself and carefully observed
the crowd entering through the door. He wanted to find Chu Bing as quickly as possible, but the constant flow of people
didn't satisfy his desire so quickly. It wasn't until his eyes were sore that her slender figure finally caught his
eye . Xiao Tian couldn't contain his eagerness any longer. He stood up and waved his hands, gesturing for Chu Bing to
come closer. When Chu Bing stood before him, he could only hide his excitement with a smile. He pulled out
a chair for her, making sure she was seated as close to him as possible.

Xiao Tian ordered two glasses of red wine. When the waiter placed the two
glasses in front of them, the two finally snapped out of their deep gazes. They both raised
their glasses and took a sip.

Xiao Tian swallowed the red wine he had in his mouth, looked up at Chu Bing's eyes, and spoke softly and gently.

"Yesterday, why did you leave in such a hurry? You know, I couldn't sleep after I got back." Chu Bing simply
lowered her head slightly, offering no answer. Perhaps she didn't want to mention her daughter in front of Xiao Tian; she was intentionally
avoiding something.

"Xiao Tian, I'm a married man. I have a daughter. Although it's not a complete family,
I still have to go there to continue living. Although I've completely lost faith in him, although he's never given
me love or care, not even... not even...

" Bing's voice was clearly choked with emotion, but she still insisted on continuing, "He didn't even share the sexual pleasure with me last
night . If it weren't for last night, I really wouldn't know..."
Sex can be so beautiful. I don't know if I've already succumbed to temptation. I don't want you to think I've acted
frivolously ...

Chu Bing's initial words had transformed into an explanation hoping the other person would understand.

"I don't want you to think I'm a frivolous woman. I just want to tell you, frankly, thank
you for the pleasure you brought me last night. I really want to experience it again, but I'm conflicted. I'm afraid, I'm really afraid,
afraid you'll think of me as that kind of shameful woman, because...

" At this point, Chu Bing's face flushed red, "Because, I love you." Although her voice was very soft, to
Xiao Tian, it was as loud as a bell. He couldn't believe Chu Bing would say these things to him, and he couldn't believe
that this woman had the courage to admit the truth.

She was brave, and also innocent.

Xiao Tian smiled slightly, grasped Chu Bing's slightly trembling hand, and his eyes burned with intense passion.
He wanted to say something, but couldn't utter a word. He gazed at her silently, as if trying to melt Chu Bing
into .

He grabbed Chu Bing's hand, strode out of the still-music bar, and
ran ...

Meanwhile, in a hotel far from the city, two burning bodies were naked and entwined, rolling around in a passionate embrace on the
warm bed. Listening to Yu Han's soft moans, Hong Tu buried his head deep into the
woman's parted legs, greedily sucking the sweetness flowing from her secret place. In the dimly lit room, Hong Tu
could only clearly observe the alluring
power
unable to resist the man's excited teasing, not only was her love juice flowing uncontrollably, but even her slightly restrained moans were growing louder.

At this moment, she only wanted to fill the emptiness in her body caused by pleasure with the insertion of his penis. She
longed Hong Tu to understand her needs, and tried to
press the petals wrapped under his tongue against his face. But the earnest and greedy man had no intention of penetrating her, at least not at the
moment he felt the timing wasn't right. He simply increased the intensity of his sucking and kissed
her entire body from bottom to top, leaving no inch untouched. When he lingered on her high, firm breasts, biting at them wantonly, Yu Han finally couldn't help but let out
a soft plea, "Give it to me quickly, I want it. Quickly."

Chapter Seven

. The voice was indistinct yet full of temptation. But Hong Tu completely ignored the woman's fervor as she was pinned beneath
him, continuing to vigorously caress her private parts, playing with his erect penis, making her
tremble with pleasure beneath him wave after wave. Until the woman could no longer resist the call from her honeyed cave
. Her plea became even more pronounced as she said, "Mmm... come in quickly, please, hurry," arching her hips upwards, trying
to contact the man's hot penis as much as possible, rubbing it repeatedly.

"Come in quickly," she said, guiding the man's penis towards her honeyed cave with her hand.

As the eagerly awaiting penis rubbed against the entrance of her vagina, Hongtu pulled back slightly, teasingly
asking, "Do you want me to put it in?" "Yes, hurry up," the woman, now brimming with anticipation for sex,
had lost all feminine reserve.

Hongtu smiled and countered, "Where do you want me to put it?" He looked at Yuhan with a wicked grin.

Yuhan was already aware of the provocation in his words; her face, flushed beyond redemption
, was expectant yet unsure how to answer. The more she thought about it, the more excited she became. After all, she had never
answered such a question in front of anyone, a question that both thrilled her and defied simple description. The thought of
answering the question about a man penetrating her vagina sent a complex mix of pleasure and shyness to its peak, making it
impossible for her to resist any longer. Yet, the emptiness in her lower body intensified. Her desire for a male phallus had completely
overwhelmed her reason. She wanted him to penetrate her quickly, but the prerequisite for that was
answering this question that would push her to the brink of ecstasy.

"Say it," Hongtu urged deliberately, while Yuhan had completely surrendered to the desire for male penetration.
She only wanted to enjoy the momentary pleasure of powerful penetration as soon as possible.

"Insert, insert into my vagina." "Insert your penis into my vagina." Yuhan was already eager to
be filled by a man's penis. Her consciousness was completely driven by desire, but under
the provocation of not being satisfied quickly, she no longer knew what she was saying. Her only expectation was for that hot penis to fill her
as soon as possible . She blushed and looked forward to it.

Hongtu was obviously also hearing Yuhan, who was usually reserved and innocent, say such difficult
words for the first time, and he was very excited. He bent forward and thrust his engorged penis into the slightly open and welcoming
flesh.

Mmm! ... An involuntary groan came out of Yuhan's mouth. Seeing the expression of enjoyment on Yuhan's face,
Hongtu increased the speed of his thrusts, up and down, burying his male pride deeper into
the woman .

In that instant of fulfillment, Yu Han savored the desire the penis brought her, letting its hard
shaft churn inside her vagina, the friction against the inner walls causing her to involuntarily
gasp and moan. She arched her hips towards the direction of the penis's insertion, trying to push it
deeper into her uterus.

Yu Han raised her legs as high as possible, spreading them wide, listening to the resounding
thrusts of Hong Tu's penis in and out of her vagina, the white, frothy love fluid flowing and wetting her labia. Yu Han felt
a wave of pleasure emanating from her lower body spreading throughout her body, making her feel light and airy, as if she were in a vacuum
. Her consciousness was blurred, only feeling wave after wave of powerful thrusts from her lower body, her vagina contracting rhythmically, her clitoris
hard and erect. As that light feeling filled her mind, she felt a powerful force
contracting , tightly gripping the thrusting penis inside. She arched her lower body with all her might, allowing the man's penis to penetrate deep into her uterus.
With each tremor, her vaginal contractions became more pronounced, and suddenly a jet of fluid
gushed … At that moment, Yu Han let out a roar of climax!

"~ Ah…" Her hands gripped Hong Tu's neck, trembling as she struggled to arch her back, squeezing her tightly contracted vagina
towards Hong Tu's penis, forcing it to penetrate even deeper into her uterus… even more…
Deep...

Two exhausted bodies, exhausted from their passion, lay nestled together in the cramped carriage. Moonlight
streamed through the windows, bathing the man and woman, their other trouser legs barely touching the floor. Each
with one bare foot, they leaned against each other, panting in the moonlight.

Just as Hongtu was embracing Yuhan, his erect penis surging within her vagina, Chubing
's vagina was also filled with the pleasure of a strange penis. Looking at Xiaotian, who was leaning against her shoulder,
Chubing's face was filled with tenderness. From the moment Xiaotian led her by the hand towards the car, she knew what passionate events were about to
unfold . She anticipated it, anticipated this man she loved taking her to experience sexual paradise. She
couldn't remember the last time she had reached the peak of pleasure. She craved it; her body
thirsted for satiation, her dry lower body craved filling. She didn't want to suppress her desires and force herself to sleep in the quiet of the midnight hours
. She wanted liberation. She wanted to be the man who led her to the car, his powerful, erect penis
rubbing and thrusting in her private garden. All of this had been planned from the moment Xiao Tian led her to the car parked by the roadside.
She acquiesced, even anticipating it all.

When Xiao Tian parked the car, which had been speeding along, on a deserted hillside, she closed her eyes, anticipating those sacred
lips approaching her…

Chapter Eight.

The man's thick lips finally landed on Chu Bing's delicate lips. Chu Bing slightly opened her mouth to welcome this prelude to
the man's passion. Their tongues intertwined, lingering and exhaling their fragrance.

Chu Bing felt Xiao Tian's lips sweeping across her cheek, neck, and earlobes. A hot, tingling sensation slowly
filled her body, especially the unconscious reaction from her lower body, making Chu Bing unable to suppress her heavy
breathing. She slowly closed her eyes, enjoying the man's powerful caresses and gentle kisses. Xiao Tian's hand slowly
grasped the high, firm breasts. Although there was still a thin layer of clothing between them, the warmth emanating from the breasts made Xiao
Tian's hand tremble uncontrollably. After all, this was the place he had fantasized about countless nights. Whenever desire overwhelmed him
, he always fantasized about soft, snow-white breasts, spraying his white fluid onto the opposite wall.
Now, everything was unfolding before his eyes like a dream, how could this man not be
excited from the bottom of his heart?

His trembling left hand slowly reached inside Chu Bing's silk-like clothing, giving it a slight squeeze...
Mmm...

Chu Bing let out a moan of pleasure. As the hand on her breast tightened,
intensifying her desire, she seemed to open her mouth wide in response, letting Xiao Tian's tongue
swirl freely inside her mouth, occasionally a few drops of saliva hanging on the sides of her lips.

She could vaguely feel that strong hand constantly teasing her nipples, the firm feeling
being repeatedly rubbed back and forth in that hand. His hand slowly slid down, unzipping the zipper and unbuttoning the pants. The
private garden, like a city gate wide open, tempted the soldiers outside.

His hand finally ventured deep into the dense thicket, gently combing through Chu Bing's distinct black pubic hair.
Below lay a gushing stream, the constantly flowing water urging his fingers further down.

When Xiao Tian finally placed his hand on Chu Bing's slightly parted labia, Chu Bing couldn't suppress the
flush on her face. Her brows furrowed, and she arched her hips slightly, allowing Xiao Tian's hand to press harder on her labia.

...Ah...

Clearly unable to hold back any longer, Chu Bing let out a long-absent moan of pleasure, her lips trembling,
her eyes as she gazed lovingly at the man who was caressing her private parts.

Xiao Tian's hand was clearly enjoying the sticky, flowing love juice on her slippery labia,
hearing Chu Bing's excited signal. Excitedly, he parted her slightly open labia majora with his fingers, letting his
hand continue to enjoy the smoothness within the crevice. His fingers moved back and forth between the flesh,
lingering at the entrance of her jade cave, teasing the love fluid gushing from within.

At this moment, Chu Bing could no longer withstand Xiao Tian's passionate teasing. Her hands gripped Xiao Tian
's hands tightly through the automatic gear shift, her breath hot and ragged. Her pursed lips further indicated that Chu Bing's desire had
reached its peak. Her only desire now was the penetration of a man, a symbol of masculinity. She could no longer suppress the
uncontrollable emptiness emanating from her lower body. She stared at Xiao Tian's face almost pleadingly, her desire mixed with shyness making
her only able to look at him fixedly, hoping that he could understand her need through her eyes.

Clearly, Xiao Tian was quite aware of Chu Bing's current desire, because his own desire had also reached its peak. He was no longer satisfied with just stroking the entrance of her vagina; he also longed to penetrate her as soon as possible, to let his engorged penis thrust in and out of Chu Bing's vagina
for as long as possible .
With some difficulty, he rolled over, past the gearshift lever blocking his way
, and carefully pressed himself against Chu Bing, whose face was flushed, sitting in the passenger seat
. He lowered the backrest as much as possible, allowing Chu Bing's body to lie as far back as possible. In the cramped space of the car, large
movements were obviously impossible. Xiao Tian could only quickly pull down one of Chu Bing's and his own trouser legs
to allow both of their legs more freedom of movement. He didn't have time to pull down the other leg; his burgeoning desire
spurred his erect penis into Chu Bing's open vagina.

...Mmm...

A soft, teasing moan of pleasure signaled the entry of his penis into her vagina. Chu Bing felt
her lower body suddenly fill up, her desire to be filled being fully satisfied. Moans rose from the depths of her heart
, bursting from her mouth with each thrust of his penis inside her vagina. She wrapped her arms tightly around the man's neck, letting his hard, erect member
pierce her vagina again and again, reaching deep into her uterus. As the penis thrust in and out, Chu Bing's vaginal opening was overflowing with fluid.
The surging love juice enveloped the man's penis, lubricating the inner walls of her tight vagina, making the constantly
thrusting penis covered in the fluid, giving it a slightly salty smell.

Chu Bing squeezed her legs tightly together, arching her body, trembling as she tried to make it easier for the man's penis to
penetrate her vagina. The waves of pleasure surging through her lower body, combined with the sounds of the man's thrusting and withdrawing,
filled the small space of the car.

As Xiao Tian thrust in and out while licking Chu Bing's earlobe, Chu Bing experienced a pleasure she had never felt before. She quickly
felt waves of spasms in her lower body, and her consciousness gradually blurred. The light, floating sensation made Chu Bing enjoy...
The woman closed her eyes, her hot breath accompanied by a roaring groan... Ah...
Her body , her legs tightly gripping the man's waist, her lower body already suspended in the air,
burying the man's penis completely into the crevice of her vagina.

Xiao Tian watched Chu Bing tremble and pant beneath him, her flushed face enough to bring a
satisfied smile to his face. He thrust even harder into her still-contracting vagina, feeling a gush of fluid spraying into
his glans. When Chu Bing pressed her private parts tightly against his penis, he couldn't help but let out a
pleasurable... Ah...

thrusting, ejaculating the last drop of semen into Chu Bing's warm womb.

Chapter Nine

Chu Bing was still staring blankly at the sleeping face resting on her shoulder. She was no longer
hesitant in her conflict, because she loved this man, loved the orgasms he gave her... She
needed orgasms...

The moonlight shone through the car window onto the two of them, and also glimpsed the partially
drawn .

Hongtu leaned against the headboard. This passionate bed had witnessed their countless pleasures. Each time
they made love he experienced the most sacred and alluring orgasms from the woman. In that intense pleasure, he pondered
forgetting something. In the moment before climax, he completely forgot himself within the woman's desire.
All the pressures of life's realities transformed into powerful surges of pleasure, bringing the woman beneath
him to orgasm time and time again.

Smoke rings drifted from his lips, filling every corner of the room. A sense of ethereal emptiness
lingered above him. For the first and only time, he thought of Chu Bing back home. He wondered if his
wife was asleep alone in bed. Or perhaps she wasn't asleep yet. He suddenly felt an urge to know. He
picked up his phone and dialed.

Halfway through, he put the phone back on the bedside table. He realized he had no reason
to make this call to Chu Bing. Even telling her two days ago that he wouldn't be coming home for the New Year felt
forced. He had no excuse now. He realized that he and Chu Bing had become like strangers.
If it weren't for his daughter occasionally reminding him of Chu Bing's existence, he would have even forgotten that he was
a husband. To them, the marriage certificate stamped with the double red "double happiness" symbol was more superfluous than a blank piece of paper
. Perhaps he didn't genuinely crave this call; he was merely going through the motions, perhaps fulfilling
a father's duty to show some concern. He glanced down at Yu Han, who was fast asleep beside him, and still
reached out, picked up the phone, and somewhat blindly dialed Chu Bing's number.

"The number you dialed is currently switched off. Please try again later."

This was the reply several times. He had lost the ability to understand, or rather, fulfill his paternal responsibilities.
Although he was a little puzzled as to why Chu Bing would turn off her phone at this time, as she never used to.

He blankly stubbed out the cigarette, almost down to the filter, and slid wearily into the covers. He now had a warmer
place to soothe himself, so the fleeting thoughts that crossed his mind didn't
linger . He just wanted to hold the beautiful woman's body close and drift off to sleep.

Night deepened, and a red car flashed by halfway down the mountainside, slowly making its way down the road
. Its red taillights flickered in and out of the trees. The car's engine shattered the stillness of the night, standing out starkly in the dark,
unlit mountain road, startling the slumbering creatures and creating a rustling
sound in the trees. As the car drove away
, the smell of exhaust fumes, diluted by the moonlight.

Xiao Tian gripped the steering wheel, his excitement barely concealed. He smiled at Chu Bing
in the passenger seat, thinking about their passionate encounter just moments before. His expression shifted between satisfaction and desire
.

Two years had passed. The thing he had longed for more than once in those two years had finally happened, and so unexpectedly.
In truth, after learning that Chu Bing had married into the Hongtu family, a family with some local influence, he had resigned himself to his fate,
no longer daring to hope for anything. At most, he would only imagine Chu Bing's alluring
figure while making love with other women. Yes, after utter despair, he was extremely depressed for a period. He understood that although he and
Chu Bing had never made any vows of eternal love, they both harbored feelings for each other to some extent; one could even
say their love was just waiting for the words to be spoken. However, before he could even express his promise
, she had become someone else's bride.

This blow was like having his heart ripped out. He wanted to find something to fill the void,
but the the more heartbroken he became, because what he needed was the filling of his love for Chu Bing, but that love was now
forever separated from him, like heaven and hell. All he could find was ever-growing despair. Thus,
a . The only thing imprinted in his mind during that time was the name of the bar, "Soul's Drunkenness."

This bar witnessed a period of his tragic past, and it was also
the place where he and Chu Bing first experienced passion. He now understood why he had brought Chu Bing there.

Xiao Tian was grateful for his later clarity. If he hadn't worked so hard to open that coffee shop, and hadn't
deliberately created that unforgettable coffee for Chu Bing, how would things have turned out?

He dared not imagine. He was beginning to believe in fate.
Although the dawn was already slightly breaking above the horizon, radiating fiery light towards the vast coastline.

He already imagined that in the near future, he and his beloved would sit in
front of a wooden house bathed in the gentle sunlight of the rising sun, surrounded by the fragrance of flowers in the garden, each sipping their homemade coffee on the table, watching the white smoke
rise , letting the soft sunlight filter through the aroma, and hearing whispered murmurs in the hazy atmosphere…

Was "The Melancholy Blues" just the end of the story? No, the story continues...

(The End)

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