My best friend's girlfriend

We ate and drank, discussing which bar to go to later. I even asked my friend how she would introduce me, and she said, "You're just my tool." I replied, "Whatever, you're my tool tonight too." A while later, her classmate arrived, and that's when Orange appeared. My first impression of Orange was that she had a great presence; she didn't seem like a girl who had just moved from a second-tier city to work in a first-tier city. She had a very mature, young woman's charm. She was 29 years old, about 165cm tall, with short, stylish brown hair, exquisite makeup, and fair skin. But after a brief observation and simple introductions, they started chatting while I drank my own. They talked and glanced at me, sometimes smiling. Sometimes I would meet Orange's eyes and notice her calm yet alluring demeanor. But that day, I never imagined that I would have such a long experience with her. After dinner, my friend suggested we go to karaoke. She mentioned that Orange used to sing in bars in some city, which sounded interesting. We booked a room and started singing. Orange did most of the singing. We all drank quite a bit, and her singing became increasingly melancholic. My friend even teased me, asking if I was infatuated. I said, "She's alright, but I don't know how good she is in bed." My friend immediately grabbed my crotch and said, "You're eyeing what you don't have. If you're so capable, go get her, and I won't object." After karaoke, Orange suggested we go home. She probably sensed that my friend and I had plans for what to do next. We said goodbye, only mentioning we could have dinner together again sometime. Then, looking into her eyes, I sensed a subtle tension. I pulled my friend into the couple's room and started our encounter. I remember being quite excited that day. Sometimes I thought of Orange (she was wearing a slightly sheer floral shirt that day, with her black bra barely visible underneath—my favorite style). Sometimes I wondered if there was a chance for Orange and my friend to have a threesome. Anyway, I was quite excited, and my friend didn't notice I was distracted. At that point, she could only defend herself. I like doggy style, and afterwards, I always smoke. I asked my friend, "What did you say to me?" My friend replied, "I said you were pursuing me," while masturbating. I said, "Damn, you should have told Orange I was doing you." When I fell asleep that night, I only remembered... According to my friend, Orange's place wasn't far from my house. The second time I saw Orange, she was with another friend, but I also had a male friend from before with me. We all had a good time that day, and my friend took Orange home. When we parted, I noticed something subtle in Orange's eyes. The next day, I asked my friend what she said the night before. My friend said, "She wouldn't even let me hold her hand, but she asked for my WeChat ID. I guess she's interested in you, damn..." I joked with my friend for a bit and then hung up. That phrase, "I guess she's interested in you," struck a chord deep within me. At that moment, I realized I had feelings for Orange. The second night after she added me on WeChat, I met Orange alone. She was wearing a sleeveless dress, had a slim waist and full hips, and large breasts, probably a B cup. Later, I found out she was indeed a B cup, but she had a great presence, and her face was an 80 out of 100, with the air of a young married woman. After a few drinks, we started chatting. Orange said, "You dared to come see me?" I said, "There's nothing I wouldn't dare." Orange said, "You're quite interesting." I said, "You're quite interesting too." Orange said, "What do you want?" I said, "Add me on WeChat, what do you want?" Orange said, "I don't know." I said, "I know." About two hours after we met, we were walking down the street. I forgot how we started kissing, I only remember her lips were so soft, and my hardness pressed against hers. Her breasts were soft but not big. I said, "Come with me." Orange said, "Oh..." I don't know how many times we did it that night. We went to a nice boutique hotel, and later Orange and I went there a few more times (later mostly at her rented place). That night, I really liked the sweet scent of fresh flesh and the honey-like fluid she secreted. That night, I knew she didn't know much about oral sex, but her delicate face was kneeling on the bed, her hands caressing my hardness. Her hard, red lips and little tongue caressed my erection, giving me great satisfaction. That night, I knew she was very wet. She said it was the first time she had ever felt so wet. When I woke up that morning, I didn't feel empty. Looking at her naked beside me, I felt a sense of satisfaction. I knew this time was different from before. Orange said, "Just this once. I can't let XX down (XX is my fuck buddy)." I said, "There's no question of letting you down. I'll take care of it." Orange said, "I'll take care of it." The rest of the story isn't complicated. My fuck buddy is unmarried, but she knows it's impossible between us. She's also looking for a suitable man to marry. So, regarding my relationship with Orange, she only said, "Take good care of her, or I won't forgive you." I said, "I will take good care of her too." Your "Afterwards, my friend with benefits and I didn't even have a breakup sex, but my friend with benefits and I, Orange and I maintained a good relationship. We would often go out to eat together, and my friend with benefits would even share stories about the men who pursued her. When we parted ways, it was Orange and I who left together. A few times, Orange and I joked about bringing my friend with us, but my friend with benefits had already started a real relationship by then. I also sincerely congratulated Orange on having a beautiful child back in her hometown. Her husband works in a government agency, and besides work, he just plays games and doesn't care about the child. A few days a week, I would go to Orange's rented place in the morning for a quickie, then take her to work (she starts work at 10 am), and pick her up from get off work at 8 pm, have dinner, take her back to her rented place, and have sex. I've met her roommate, who is also her friend. She's a very beautiful office lady. Sometimes when she travels nearby, she stays for a day or two and has sex all night. At that time, I was very infatuated with her fair skin. Orange is a bit of a limp pubic hair." She has very little upper body hair, just a few strands under her arms that she never needs to shave, and very little pubic hair. Her vagina is very pink and tender. Although she had a natural birth, I still think it's very tight. Our sex life became increasingly harmonious during those six months. I don't know how many times we made love. During that period, I didn't have the energy to deal with other girls. The only one I kept in mind was a 17-year-old high school student (I'll share that later when I have time), but I hadn't won her over yet. During that time, I realized that I was very serious about Orange, both physically and emotionally. Orange said that was the happiest time of her life in the past ten years. During that time, in order to prevent her from having too much hardship in the future, I often saved some money into an account (which she didn't know about). This was a small fund for her to use for her future business ventures. Orange and I both knew that we wouldn't be together, but we enjoyed being together. The subsequent separation was unexpected because Orange got pregnant. Orange and I had always used unprotected sex, except for our first night when I ejaculated inside her without a condom. The pregnancy was a complete surprise to both of us, and it brought us to our senses. Orange told me, "My friend will go with me to get it checked out." I said, "I'll go with you, I'll take care of you." Orange said, "No need, what if we run into someone we know at the hospital? It won't be good for you." For a while afterward, Orange recuperated at her rented place, and I often cooked for her. Later, Orange said, "I don't love my husband, I love you, but I still feel guilty towards my family." I said, "I know, I just want to take good care of you, and I won't make things difficult for you anymore." Later, I transferred all the money in my account to her Taobao account, telling her to take it slow, that I would be there if she needed anything, and that I would take care of her. Now Orange often updates her life on WeChat Moments. She lives near my house, with her child and mother by her side. She's not divorced yet, and her small shop has opened. Sometimes I like her posts, and she replies with a smiley face. It's been so many years. Thank you, Orange! That time was wonderful. [The End]

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