Business trip to meet a beautiful woman

Today, I went on a business trip to Hangzhou with more than ten colleagues. After the visit, the hosts arranged
a dinner .

During the dinner, everyone drank heartily, and I was no exception, drinking about six ounces of baijiu (Chinese liquor).

After the banquet, the hosts took our leader and disappeared, presumably to a karaoke bar . My
colleagues and I took a taxi back to the hotel.

The hotel we stayed in was very ordinary, probably a near-three-star hotel. The room wasn't very soundproof, and besides the TV,
there was a desktop computer with internet access.

Alone in the room with nothing to do and nothing interesting to watch on TV, I turned on the computer
and logged onto QQ. I didn't have any friends in Hangzhou, and looking at the empty friend list, I felt a little lonely.
I paced around the room for a while, thinking that I shouldn't go to any entertainment venues, especially with so many colleagues there;
it wouldn't . But having drunk too much, I fantasized about some romantic encounter.

So I sat down at the computer again and frantically added more than ten friends on QQ. After a few minutes,
three or four accepted my friend request.

I sent a greeting to each of them, and two replied with similar greetings. To those two, I sent another
message: "Can we be friends?"

The first one, whose screen name was "Sad Tears," replied promptly: "What kind of friend are you looking for?"

Seeing this reply and her screen name, I felt there might be a chance, so I started my offensive. Sure enough, after
chatting for a while, I had learned her basic information. Her surname was Zhang, she was a divorced woman, claimed to be 35 years old, and
ran a pharmaceutical business. I used all my charm, telling her I was on a business trip in Hangzhou and wanted to be friends with her. Perhaps
my sincerity moved her, because she gave me her phone number and agreed to meet for a while. It was around 10 pm by then, so
I asked her to take a taxi over, and I waited for her at the hotel entrance. She agreed.

About twenty minutes later, a minivan pulled up in front of the hotel. A woman, looking
around nervously I guessed it was her, so I went up to her and asked if she was Ms. Zhang. She smiled and said, "Sorry to keep you waiting." I
quickly paid the fare, exchanged a few pleasantries, and then suggested we take a walk.

The hotel was on a main road, and we walked along the sidewalk, chatting and sharing our experiences
. Perhaps because we weren't in the same city, we weren't too wary, since this kind of interaction wouldn't disrupt our
lives.

We talked very congenially and before we knew it, we had walked quite a distance, about twenty minutes, before
turning back. On the way back, we were very close, our shoulders and arms occasionally touching, and
our tone of voice was just like a couple. As we approached the hotel, we both felt reluctant to part.

I broke the ice and asked her, "Is it alright to go back a little later?"

She replied, "I usually sleep late, it's fine."

I invited her to sit in my room, and she agreed. I was pleasantly surprised! It seemed like things were going well tonight.

I entered the room, made her a cup of tea, and we sat on a chair by the bed and chatted for a while. I also carefully observed
her.

She looked to be in her thirties, over 1.6 meters tall, with large eyes, a straight nose, full lips, and a round
face . Her hair was styled in a bun, and she was dressed elegantly. She wore a dark red lapel suit jacket over a white cashmere sweater,
and dark straight-leg trousers. She was quite voluptuous; her breasts made the suit jacket look fuller, and although the trousers weren't
tight , her hips still filled them out completely. She was a very sexy young woman.

Through our interactions over this period, I knew she was interested in me, but it would be difficult to make progress
by . After all, it was hard to bring up the idea of sleeping together.

In my experience, to win over a young woman, you first need physical contact, especially with divorced women who
often lack a man's tenderness.

Having made up my mind, I stood up, took her hand, and said, "Let's go to the computer and look at our chat
history."

She readily let me lead her to the computer, confirming my suspicions. Once
she was seated, I grew bolder, standing beside her, putting an arm around her shoulder, and leaning close to her face
to look at the chat history together. She also put an arm around my waist.

To test the waters further, I pressed my face against hers, and she obediently leaned closer to me. I knew
it was time to make my move.

I stood up, pulled her up with me, and we stood holding hands, our eyes locked. Suddenly, I pulled her tightly into my arms. She
buried her head in my chest, her arms wrapped tightly around my waist. The tighter I pulled, the tighter she held on.

I gently released her head from my arms, smoothed her hair by her ear, and kissed her forehead. She
twisted her face against mine, and I kissed her eyes, nose, and cheeks passionately. I cupped her
head and pressed my lips to hers, our tongues intertwining. She also ran her fingers through my
hairline, cupped my head, and kissed me passionately.

Our breathing quickened. I kissed her as I took off her coat and tossed it onto
the chair beside us. Her slight body heat traveled directly to my chest. I gently pushed her towards the bed, and we fell down together
. Our lips parted, and we gazed deeply into each other's eyes. I tenderly said to her, "I want you."

She nodded affectionately. I lovingly held her tightly in my arms. She
nestled a moment, then looked up and whispered, "I like you."

I replied, "I like you too."

Then I climbed on top of her, cupped her face, and kissed her passionately. As I kissed her, I touched her breasts.
A blush immediately rose on her face. I eagerly unbuckled her belt and pulled down her pants. She also unbuckled my
belt and pulled down my pants, reaching for my penis, panting heavily.

In our frenzy, we stripped naked, crawled into the bed, and intertwined naked. My
hand slid down from her full breasts, touching her thick, fleshy vulva, which was already
wet with desire.

I asked her, "Haven't you had sex in a long time?"

She replied, "More than two months."

I said, "Should we use a condom?"

She said, "Whatever." I thought about it; she hadn't had sex for more than two months, so there shouldn't be any problem. I had observed

her genitals while touching her , and they were very clean. Besides, considering that using the hotel condoms would be obvious when paying the bill, I decided not to use one. I rolled over and pressed myself against her, spreading her legs and thrusting inside. She arched her back to meet me, her lower...

The vagina was very wet, and it slid in completely in one go. After each thrust, I slowly relaxed, feeling the tender flesh inside
her vagina gripping me—hot and slippery. I braced my elbows on the bed, cupped her head, and kissed
her passionately. Our tongues intertwined, and our bodies melted together as we moved in and out.

With each vigorous thrust, she gasped for breath, gripping my hands tightly, moaning, "Ah! Ah! Ah!
Mmm! Mmm!" I quickly reminded her to be quiet, as my colleague lived next door, and the room wasn't
soundproof .

She immediately lowered her voice, her face showing an expression that was both pleasurable and painful, making me feel both
sorry for her and overjoyed. I held her tighter and thrust harder. Because I'd had a few drinks that night, this time it lasted exceptionally
long. As I neared climax, filled with passion, I moved my hands down and forcefully spread her plump buttocks. Her
anus was also wet with fluid. My hands groped around her anus and vaginal opening.
Just as I was about to ejaculate, I squeezed her buttocks tightly, pushing my penis deep into her vagina, ejaculating again and again. After ejaculating,

my whole body went limp on top of her. We rubbed our cheeks together for a while. After I rolled off her,
she helped me wipe myself with toilet paper, then placed a piece of paper under her vagina. I put my arm around her from the side, and she buried her
head contentedly in my chest, whispering, "I really like you. I wonder if we'll ever
see each other again."

Looking into her slightly sad eyes, I said, "We definitely will. I'll come to Hangzhou to see you again sometime,
and you can come to our place if you have the chance."

We stayed close like this, occasionally touching her breasts and buttocks, but the passion had faded.

I lay there for a while longer, until it was past 2 a.m. I asked her if she wasn't staying there, and she said considerately, "You have
so many colleagues here; it wouldn't look good if someone saw you. I should go back." Actually, I felt
the same way , but it was too late to say it directly, so I repeatedly told her to be careful. After she got dressed,
we hugged for a while, reluctantly parting. As soon as she left, I rushed to the bathroom to shower and then drifted off
to sleep .

[The End]

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