My colleague's beautiful wife

Li Ping is the wife of one of my older colleagues. She is 40 years old this year. Li Ping is not particularly beautiful, but she has excellent skin that looks fair and tender. Due to her age, she has inevitably gained some weight, but her height of 1.68 meters makes her look plump instead of fat. Her full breasts and round buttocks evoke a primal desire that grows within you as soon as you see her. Men's sexual urges or fantasies about women are subjective; some women, even if very beautiful and pleasing to the eye, may not inspire the thought of sleeping with them. Others, even if plain-looking, can evoke the urge to strip naked and have sex with them the moment you see them. Li Ping was this type of woman.

Actually, I didn't have much contact with Li Ping, just a few brief encounters. I first met her at her company's house. Her husband had been recognized for outstanding performance in his department, so he invited several colleagues over for dinner to celebrate. When Li Ping opened the door, a voluptuous woman with a curvaceous figure came into view. Her tight t-shirt and cotton shorts accentuated her sexy, full figure. Before I could even clearly see her face, the thought that flashed through my mind was that I really wanted to have sex with her. I believe I wasn't the only one with this thought. From then on, Li Ping's image lingered in my mind, and without exception, every time I fantasized, it was about her. However, several colleagues went to her house that day, and she probably forgot who was who afterward. Although we met a few more times afterward, there was never any opportunity or way for me to have a closer relationship with her to achieve my ulterior motives. So, I could only fantasize about her in my mind until her mother fell ill, and seriously ill at that.

Li Ping's mother had been suffering from stomach pain for a long time, so she took her for a checkup, and unexpectedly, it turned out to be stomach cancer. Fortunately, it was in the middle stage, and there was hope for a cure. I don't know the state of Li Ping and her husband's relationship, nor do I know if their sex life was harmonious, but I know that her husband is a workaholic who puts work first in everything. Working overtime until late at night is the norm. So, during Li Ping's mother's illness, her husband didn't care about her at all, only focusing on work. Li Ping was the only one who took her mother for checkups, treatment, and even hospitalization care. Although I am not a doctor myself, I have many relatives and friends who work in hospitals. So, when Li Ping's husband initially asked me to help introduce a doctor, after exchanging Li Ping's and my contact information, he went back to his work. I was overjoyed because I would have more opportunities to interact with Liping. To impress her, I personally accompanied her to the hospital almost every time she took her mother for treatment. I made sure to arrange things with my relatives and friends beforehand to ensure they didn't have to endure long waits at the hospital. During Liping's mother's hospitalization and surgery, I asked my cousin (the old lady's surgeon) to take extra care of them. I also visited them several times, bringing fruit and milk, and stayed in the ward for a while before leaving. This led to other patients in the ward saying to the old lady, "Your son-in-law is really good. He's running around taking care of his mother-in-law when she's sick. He must be very capable himself, right? Even Director Xing is his friend. Look, Director Xing comes to see you several times a day!"

This made the old lady laugh awkwardly, because her son-in-law had only visited once since she was hospitalized for surgery. Liping, on the other hand, blushed and lowered her head, not daring to look at me.

Li Ping thanked me several times and told me I didn't need to accompany them to the doctor's appointments, as it would interfere with my work. I just said, "It's nothing, it's my duty!" How could I pass up such a good opportunity? Although doing this didn't guarantee I'd achieve my goal, not doing it meant I'd never have the chance, and there was no better way to get close to Li Ping. Besides, each time I accompanied her, I saw Li Ping again. Sometimes, watching her busy in the ward, often bending over, I'd peek through her neckline and see a deep cleavage, her snow-white breasts faintly visible, making my heart itch. The more I peeked, the more likely I was to be caught. Twice, when I was staring intently at Li Ping's chest, she suddenly looked up at me. Seeing my gaze fixed on her chest, to my surprise, she didn't raise her hand to cover herself or turn away. Instead, her hands seemed to aimlessly tug and pull here and there, her face slowly turning red.

Being caught red-handed was naturally a little embarrassing, but Li Ping's behavior also made me fantasize. She didn't cover herself? Suddenly, I was filled with hope for my goal.

I accompanied Li Ping and her daughter in and out of the hospital several times, finally stopping only after they were discharged. I suddenly felt a pang of loss, because it meant I wouldn't be able to see Li Ping as often as I had during this time. I also didn't dare make unreasonable demands of her, taking advantage of my help. I returned to my life and work with a sense of disappointment, but a few days later, a pleasant surprise arrived.

"Are you free tonight? I'd like to invite you to dinner to thank you for your help!"

Receiving this message from Li Ping, I almost jumped for joy. I immediately typed "Yes" and was about to send it when I thought it was too impolite. So I deleted it and retyped, "Sister Ping, you're being too polite. I didn't do anything special, you don't need to be so courteous!" After sending the message, I felt uneasy. What if she saw my reply and really let it go? Then I would lose the chance to see her again.

"I absolutely must treat you to a meal to thank you in person. I really don't know what I would have done without you these past few days. If you're free tonight, please do come, okay?"

Seeing this, a huge weight lifted from my heart. "Okay!"

"I'll book the restaurant right away and send you the address in a bit."

A thought popped into my head; I wanted to ask, but then I felt it would be too direct and ill-intentioned. If her husband was also there, the meal would be pointless. I deliberately replied, "Okay, I'll come with Brother Zhang after work."

Another wave of anxiety washed over me. When I received Li Ping's reply, I jumped for joy. "He doesn't have time to eat! He's busy working overtime! It's just you and me!"

When I entered the private room, the table was already laden with dishes, but seeing Li Ping's bulging breasts through her clothes, all the delicacies on the table paled in comparison. Before coming, I had mentally prepared countless things to say to her, even how to flirt with her, all to achieve my goals. But when I sat down, with her smiling beside me, I couldn't utter a single word.

Li Ping poured two glasses of red wine and raised her glass: "Xiao Li, I'm so grateful to you these past few days. Really, without you, I really don't know what I would have done. I think I would have collapsed. So this glass is a toast to you!" I looked at the full glass of red wine in front of me, my face contorted with pain. "Sister Ping, I really can't hold my liquor at all. If I drink this, I'll basically pass out immediately!"

"I'll finish it, you can drink as you please!" she said, tilting her head back and downing the glass of red wine in a few gulps. I took a big gulp myself. It wasn't that I was being dramatic; I really couldn't hold my liquor at all. Even a glass of beer would make me dizzy. We chatted and ate, mostly her talking while I just chimed in. I was getting anxious; this usually eloquent person was so dull and unresponsive. Maybe she was plotting something bad?

Li Ping, whether naturally a good drinker or simply unhappy, downed half a glass of red wine in one gulp. After a few rounds, she suddenly said to me, "Xiao Li, you're usually so talkative, why are you acting like a young lady today? Is there nothing to say to an older woman like me?" Her eyes darted towards me.

I quickly shook my head vigorously, "No, no! Sister Ping, your skin is so good, no one would doubt you're only in your twenties." Li Ping laughed, "That's more like you! Come on, bottoms up!" Without waiting for me to raise my glass, she downed hers in one gulp. Seeing the empty wine bottle, I quickly advised, "Sister Ping, drinking too much isn't good, drink less!" Li Ping poured herself another half glass, "It's okay! I'm happy today! Thank you, Xiao Li! You've helped me so much, I really don't know how to thank you."

My heart was screaming, "Let me fuck you, let me fuck you!" But what came out was, "Sister Ping, please don't thank me anymore! Brother Zhang and I are colleagues, helping him is only right!" Li Ping shook her head, "I don't want to mention him! During my mother's illness, I've seen through him, I only feel disappointment and regret towards him!" I stammered, not knowing what to say. Li Ping patted my shoulder, "Xiao Li, what's wrong with you today? Are you afraid I'll eat you up?"

Why do most people love alcohol? Because alcohol can breed many things, such as heroism, passion, ambiguity, and impulsiveness! Li Ping's eyes sparkled as she looked at me with a smile. We faced each other, staring at each other, and I blurted out, "Who eats whom is still uncertain!" After saying that, my chest pounded, and my heart started beating faster. Li Ping laughed, using drinking to cover up her feelings. We're both adults, and things have come to this point, so there's no need to bring it up again.

"Do you have anything else to do tonight?"

Is this it?

"It's nothing!"

"Then let's find somewhere else to sit?"

As we left the restaurant, a night breeze blew, and Li Ping sighed deeply. "Shall we go for tea or coffee?" I stared blankly at a hotel not far away, my mind churning. The words were on the tip of my tongue, but I lacked the courage to speak. Li Ping followed my gaze to the hotel, and after a moment, we both looked at each other. I felt as if I could see something in her eyes, and finally blurted out, "How about we rest there for a bit?"

Li Ping was silent for a few seconds, staring intently at me. Those few seconds felt like an eternity, but I finally saw Li Ping nod slightly. If I hadn't been watching her so closely, I would have almost missed it.

We walked silently towards the hotel together. From beginning to end, neither of us uttered a single direct word, yet we tacitly walked towards our destination—making love.

The second round of sex wasn't over yet. I felt like a young, tireless man again. Li Ping straddled me, and we held each other tightly, as if trying to merge our bodies together. We both breathed heavily.

"Today, I'm really going to be fucked to death by you!" Li Ping whispered in my ear.

"Do you like being fucked like this?"

"Mmm!"

"I want to fuck you like this for the rest of my life!"

"Mmm! I'll let you fuck me like this for the rest of your life!"

"You're my woman! Your whole body is mine!"

"All yours, my whole body is yours!"

"Only mine, not even him can fuck you anymore, only I can fuck you, wife!"

"Mmm, only you can fuck me, I was born to be fucked by you, ah... husband, fuck me, I want more, I want you to fuck me all night!" In

the throes of climax, we said things we would never say when we were sober. Couples who have reached climax often say similar things.

Li Ping, stimulated by her words, began to writhe again. We were both covered in sweat. How alluring is a sweaty woman during sex! I looked at Liping, her face flushed, her hair already soaked and clinging to her forehead, her face tilted back, panting and moaning with each writhing movement.

Our lower bodies were tightly intertwined, a large wet patch on the bed—a mixture of our sweat, my semen, and Liping's love juices. Because of the wetness, I no longer felt the tightness I had when I first entered her, but Liping's writhing still brought me unparalleled pleasure! I only wished I had two hands and one mouth. Sometimes I would knead Liping's breasts hard with both hands, her full breasts changing shape in my hands; I would kiss Liping's forehead, cheeks, neck, and ears incessantly, then cover her mouth with mine, our tongues intertwining, greedily sucking each other's saliva, swallowing it with a "gulp." At that moment, for us, it was the most delicious thing in the world!

Suddenly, I felt Li Ping's vagina contracting. I knew she was about to climax again, but the stimulation of her vaginal contractions on my glans was unbearable. "I'm going to cum!"

Li Ping squeezed her legs together tightly, panting as she shouted, "Cum inside! Every time you do it, cum inside me!"

Another exhilarating ejaculation followed, and our two naked bodies embraced tightly, motionless, like a conjoined sculpture.

"What if I get pregnant after I cum inside?"

"Then I'll give you a son!"

"I like daughters!"

"Then I'll keep giving you daughters!"

"And then?"

"We'll live happily ever after!" Li Ping chuckled.After the climax
, our rationality returned. We both knew these words couldn't be taken seriously; we were cheating, just once. Neither of us would want to break up our family, but for some reason, I said earnestly, "Actually, I'm willing!"

Li Ping looked at me questioningly. I met her gaze, and her eyes slowly softened, becoming affectionate. She softly said, "I'm willing too!" We kissed, the longest kiss I'd ever had, until our saliva dripped down our faces, until we almost suffocated, breathing rapidly, as if we'd just experienced another long sexual encounter.

The neon lights outside the window flickered, and a light rain began to fall. We lay in bed, embracing each other, gently caressing each other, as if we wanted to embrace and caress each other forever.

[The End]

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