A night with a colleague born in the 90s before I left my job

We've been married for 7-8 years, and our child is 4 years old. A few days ago, while cleaning out my external hard drive, I looked at old photos, and suddenly so many things came back to me!

Four years ago, before I went back home to start my own business, I was working in a battery factory in Zhongshan, Guangzhou. There were about ten people in the office, and one of the clerks was quite pretty and cute. I already had a girlfriend at the time, so I didn't have any ulterior motives towards other women; I just thought she was nice and suitable as a girlfriend. What happened later was beyond my imagination, and I never thought I would end up having a relationship with this young woman. In

my early twenties, I was full of energy and had inexhaustible stamina. After a day's work, I could still play basketball for two hours. Plus, I wasn't exactly sleazy; I was quite outgoing, so the girls in the workshop really enjoyed watching me play. A few of the bolder ones would buy me water or something. Occasionally, I would chat with them, but because I had a girlfriend, I sometimes had the desire but not the courage. At most, I would flirt with them a little, but I never did anything to damage my reputation.

The turning point came six months before I left. At that time, the company was in a period of instability. The boss's two sons were vying for the CEO position, so I always felt a bit stifled at work. This situation made life difficult for us, working under the same boss. He would often take us out drinking, sometimes not returning until 1 or 2 AM. If he was having a hard time, neither were we. Fortunately, not long after, the boss couldn't stand it anymore and pulled his two sons into his office for a morning talk! I don't know what the boss promised them. My boss was really happy and took us out for a meal that night. He was so excited that he made those of us who can't hold our liquor drink terribly. I remember I even had to go to the bathroom to throw up. Here's the important part: when I came back, a few of us who couldn't handle it left. The whole table of people moved all the chairs away from the departing ones. Right next to me was that junior clerk. She saw me come back and poured me a cup of hot water. I felt a warmth in my heart and thanked her. She just smiled and didn't say anything. Then we started drinking again, and in the end, we were all completely drunk. I could barely walk without holding onto the wall. All I wanted was to go home and take a hot shower. When I got into the company van, I practically collapsed. I felt terrible on the way. As I was massaging my temples with my head down, I heard a sweet, soft voice next to me, "Let me help!" Then a pair of hands reached behind my head, and it actually felt quite good. Getting back was faster than coming; I was back at the dorm in no time. I jumped out of the car, my hand wobbling as I inserted the key, and finally managed to open the door. I rushed to the shower and comfortably vomited and rinsed off. I closed my eyes and let the hot water pour over my head. I don't know how long I rinsed, but I was sweating profusely before I went out. Just as I stepped outside, the phone rang. I thought it was my girlfriend calling, but it was the clerk. I flopped onto the bed. "Hey, aren't you going to sleep?" There was no response for a while… Damn, was she blind-calling from her pocket?! Just as I was about to hang up, she spoke, "Are you feeling better? Are you feeling unwell?" I said, "Of course I am! I just took a long shower!!!" "Thanks! Your massage was really nice! I'm going to sleep now; I'll feel better tomorrow morning! You should sleep too; you drank quite a bit." I chattered on and on for a while, and then she suddenly said, "Come over here, I'll give you a massage." Most men probably guessed what that meant...right? Yes, I didn't agree. I said, "No, no need to trouble you. You're not feeling well yourself, so let's both go to sleep! You'll feel better tomorrow!" Hehehe! Oh, okay then, sweet dreams, goodnight. Ah, when I heard that, I suddenly felt so warm and fuzzy. I blurted out, "Which dorm are you in?" Honestly, I really didn't intend to go. I just went to her dorm without really thinking about it. When she opened the door, the lights weren't on, only the TV was on. She was wearing a onesie, and her hair was wet! The TV light shone on her. She pursed her lips and said, "You're here, have a seat." Then she looked around the doorway before closing it. The dorm wasn't tidy at all. In the TV light, I saw a bra strap under the pillow and cartoon underwear hanging by the window. She turned around and saw me looking around, a little embarrassed, and said, "Sit down!" I said, "Where should I sit? There aren't any chairs. Your computer chair is piled with clothes." She stuck out her tongue sheepishly and quickly gathered the clothes onto a small box. "Sit down, let me massage you. It feels so good." A girl massaging your temples when you have a headache, and the smell of her shampoo is almost intoxicating. "Your hair smells so good." She said, "I don't think so." I joked, "Then it's because you smell good. It smells nice." I could clearly feel that she was massaging a bit too hard, so I pressed her hands down and asked her to be gentler. Before I could say anything, things escalated. She grabbed my hand and then hugged my head. When she hugged me like that, my defenses crumbled, but I didn't know how to respond. I could only touch her face. After a while, she let go and asked, "Are you thirsty?" Of course I was thirsty. I stood up, hugged her, and then brought my mouth to hers. The little girl's nipples were hard; she was probably aroused. I thought to myself as I turned to the side and touched her. She tried to respond to my questions, and the sounds of her smacking echoed in the house. I pulled her hand down to my crotch, and she touched it once and then pulled it back. My big cock was squeezed by her soft hand, but nothing more happened. I felt empty inside. I grabbed her hand again and pressed it against my cock, stroking it up and down. She struggled for a moment, then gave up and obediently started stroking it. I saw that it was about time, so I held her with one arm and touched her nipples with the other. When I put my hand into my pants, she pressed herself tightly against me, and I could only touch her pubic hair. I realized this wasn't working, so I forced her onto her bed. A woman's bed smells so good! I grabbed both her hands and used my mouth to pry open her pajamas. She kept her lips pursed and her eyes closed. She was still wearing cartoon underwear. I tried using my head to pry open the clothes, but it seemed unrealistic. I tried using my mouth to bite the edge of the clothes to try and get it up, but still no luck; it got stuck at her waist. I thought, "Damn, this is difficult!" In a panic, I took off my own clothes first. She gasped and covered her face with her hands. I chuckled and quickly lifted her legs to pull down her underwear. When I got it down to her knees, she squeezed it—she wasn't as strong as me. I just pulled it off and don't know where I threw it. She said I was being rough. But that didn't matter; my desire to conquer her was instantly aroused. I grabbed her head and kissed her, then sucked on her nipples through her pajamas. After a few moments... She was panting heavily, and when I saw that, I used my hands to pry open her tightly closed legs, then lay on my side next to her. I placed one hand on her full vulva. My god, it was already soaking wet. Even now, thinking about it gets me excited. There was so much water! With a little force, my middle finger slipped inside. She involuntarily let out a soft moan. I couldn't resist any longer, so I rolled over and pressed myself against her. She still pursed her lips, clinging to me tightly. I used my knees to spread her legs apart, and my big cock tried to slip into that little crevice. After searching for a while, I couldn't find the entrance. I told her, "Open your legs a little wider." She buried her head in my neck, and her legs spread into an M shape. Suddenly, it was clear—I found it right away! As I thrust my penis in hard, a surge of heat enveloped me. She held me tightly, her open legs bearing the force of my thrusts. The sound of the television drowned out the sounds of our pounding. Her soft moans and the weight of her arms around my neck sent waves of euphoria through me. It started tight, then gradually became smoother. With each rise and fall of my hips, it tightened again. She grabbed my arms, tilted her head back, bit her lower lip, and made moaning sounds in rhythm with my movements, followed by deep breaths and gasps. I don't know how long I fucked her. When I was about to ejaculate, I pulled out my penis, quickly masturbated, pulled up her nightgown, and ejaculated onto her white belly. I lay on the bed, panting, and thought of my girlfriend with my eyes closed, feeling a pang of regret. Later, we slept in each other's arms for a while. I touched her breasts, and she cleaned away my semen. We didn't say a word. Later, I checked the time; it was almost 4 a.m. I let go of her, got dressed, and went back to my dorm. I kissed her forehead as I left! She tugged at my hand, and I gently closed the door. After I got back, I showered again before going to sleep! For

the last six months before I left the company, we didn't have any relations. Looking back, it was fine! Having something to remember her by was enough. Later, I learned that she had also left that company, married a former colleague, and had a daughter. I occasionally check her social media.

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