Divorce Goddess

Around the summer of 2005, I met a girl. She was about 170cm tall, with long legs, a curvy figure, and very pretty. I was 24 then, and she was 23. I met her through a colleague at work, and we all quit our jobs. The three of us had a wild summer, eating, singing karaoke, and playing online games at internet cafes. I realized then that I was in love with her. But after summer, she suddenly stopped contacting us; her phone was off, and she rarely used QQ. Not long after, I heard from my colleague that she had gotten married. As time went by, things gradually faded, but I kept an eye on her on QQ, setting her as a "special contact." Whenever she came online, I would chat with her for a bit, asking how she was doing. I would also frequently visit her QQ space to look at her photos, silently vowing, "One day I'll get you!" Later, I got married, and we both had children. But deep down, I always considered her my goddess. Then came 2013. Around March, I saw her online again, just like before, and we chatted casually. I asked her how she was doing. She told me her husband gambled and they were going through a divorce, but because of family intervention, they didn't go through with it. I thought, "My chance has come." So I asked her out for dinner, saying I wanted to meet her. She agreed. After that, we went out for dinner and shopping several times alone. A few times, I even drove her to pick up her son from kindergarten (she introduced me to her son; he was her mother's former colleague, Uncle X). In less than two months, we were very close again. In May, one afternoon, I asked her out for tea again, as usual. Afterwards, she said she wanted to sing karaoke, so I went with her. We booked a small private room, and in the room, I hugged her. My heart was pounding, but she didn't resist. I told her I'd liked her for a long time, and she smiled and buried her head deeper in my shoulder. I thought: This is probably going to be good. Then I asked her if we could go on a trip. She readily agreed. After returning home, I was so excited I couldn't sleep all night. That night, we chatted on WeChat, and I was worried, so I asked her if it was okay for just the two of us to go. She said yes. I asked if we could stay together, and she said yes. Then we arranged a time, bought plane tickets, and went to Yunnan. As soon as we landed in Kunming, we checked into a hotel. Once inside, I couldn't wait to hug her and kiss her passionately. She didn't resist at all, and even used her hand to stroke my penis through my pants. I was so excited that I didn't even take off my clothes; I pulled her jeans down to her knees, pulled down her underwear, and thrust inside. Standing, she cooperatively raised her buttocks to meet my thrusts. That was our first time together; it lasted about 10 minutes. After I ejaculated, we showered separately. I told her I wanted to use a condom, but she said she had an IUD and didn't need one. So I ejaculated inside her. About 30 minutes after showering, we did it again in bed, leaving me drenched in sweat. The second time lasted much longer, almost an hour. Later, we spent four days in Yunnan, basically having sex during the day and at night, at least twice a day. When we got back, she said she didn't want to leave me and could stay a little longer. So I booked a hotel for her to stay for two more days. Because I'm a businesswoman and have plenty of time, I spent another two days with her at the hotel. We kept doing it, and I don't know where I got the energy, because I'm 31, and I should be past my sexual prime. But with her, as soon as there was physical contact, my penis would get hard and wet. After that, I never broke up with her, and we often went to hotels for sex. Her relationship with her husband was also very bad, mainly because of two things: first, during her trip, her husband suspected she was having an affair; second, her husband continued gambling. To be honest, by this time I had lost all feelings for her, perhaps because we'd done it too much, and the novelty had worn off, though I still craved physical pleasure. However, I kept telling her that I loved her very much, and that if we both got divorced, I would definitely be with her. Then something happened that greatly affected our relationship. She asked me for money, not much, just 15,000 yuan. She said her husband had borrowed money from a credit card and couldn't pay it back; the card was in her name, and the bank was calling to collect. I gave it to her without hesitation; I felt that after so many times with her, I should help her with this small amount. But to my surprise, two days later she told me she wanted a divorce! She said both sets of parents had come, and she was serious, asking if I would still want her if we divorced. I said, "Yes!" "(But at the time, I didn't think too much about it; I just gave her a perfunctory reply. Because she had gone through many divorces with her husband before, I thought this time would be the same as before, not a real divorce.) However, about a week later, she suddenly sent me a WeChat message with her divorce certificate, saying that they were really divorced and that she needed to move out as soon as possible. I felt that her divorce was somewhat related to me, and I felt guilty, so I helped her rent a place and paid six months' rent and deposit. At this point, I became scared, and I had a vague feeling that she wasn't so easy to get rid of. And to be honest, at this point, I felt that I didn't have any feelings for her anymore. After all, we had done it so many times (including anal sex once), and she had given birth, so her vagina wasn't as tight as a young girl's. Although she maintained a good figure, it felt loose after a lot of penetration. So my feelings for her faded. So I slowly distanced myself from her, started not replying to her WeChat messages, and started not answering her calls from time to time. At this point, she also sensed that I seemed to have changed my mind about her, and she also wisely started to slowly stop contacting me." By July 2014, we had completely broken up. The only thing I felt guilty about was that she herself said she wouldn't have had the courage to actually get a divorce if it weren't for me. That made me feel a little remorseful. So I advise all you guys out there: it's okay to date decent women, but be careful not to break up families. Forgive me, forgive me! [The End]

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