Business trip encounter with a young married woman

On that business trip, I was alone in the upper bunk. Aside from meals, I mostly lay there reading. Across from me was a woman in her thirties, seemingly a teacher, returning from a training trip to Beijing. A man had seen her off, clearly their lover. We chatted briefly, but there was little enthusiasm; perhaps she'd been enjoying her time with him. In the lower bunk was a woman in her mid-twenties, average-looking but very slender. She'd been reading since boarding the train. Initially, I didn't pay much attention to her. That night, after lights out, I went to the bathroom and sat down next to her for a drink. She asked me to take her bag from the overhead rack, which I did. She took a robe from her bag and changed under the covers. Whether intentionally or accidentally, the blanket fell to the floor, revealing her fair lower body. She was only wearing underwear; her legs were long and shapely, very sexy. Without thinking, I quickly picked up the blanket and covered her with it. She seemed a little flustered and thanked me profusely. We chatted quietly for a while, and she whispered, "You're quite the gentleman." I replied, "It's nothing, it's what I should do." Then, she pointed to the woman on the upper bunk and asked, "Is she your wife? Or your lover?" I smiled and said, "No, we haven't become lovers yet, I need to get to know her first." She laughed and became much more relaxed when talking to me. It was September, and the night was a bit chilly; I was only wearing athletic shorts. When she saw this, she said, "Cover yourself with a blanket." As she spoke, she covered my legs with her blanket, then half-lay on the bunk, her eyes bright, watching me in the darkness. During our conversation, I accidentally touched her foot. She didn't pull away, so I took her foot and gently stroked it. She became a little aroused, pressing her other foot against my leg and moving it back and forth. My little brother inadvertently pitched an erection. She seemed to sense it, because I heard her breathing become rapid. My hand, unconsciously, slowly moved to her calves, then up to her thighs. She was truly a beauty; her skin was smooth, soft, and boneless, so incredibly pleasing to the touch. As I caressed her, her feet moved between my legs, her toes teasing my erection, making it throb and hard, yearning to find a place to slip inside. When my hand finally reached her clitoris, I heard a long moan from her and felt her legs tremble with excitement. Through her underwear, I felt a warmth, and it was very wet. I instinctively said, "I just washed my hands in the bathroom." She hummed in agreement, spreading her legs wider. Without hesitation, I slipped my hand between her labia, touching only a soft, slippery, and wet patch of flesh. She had very little body hair, almost none at all, so incredibly pleasing to the touch—just my type. My hand skillfully slid between her clitoris and labia, eliciting suppressed yet intensely aroused breaths from her. Her hands gripped my forearms, and her lower body arched upwards. Two of my fingers slipped into that damp, hot nest, and began to thrust wildly, eliciting waves of contractions from her. Suddenly, she arched her back and stopped moving. A gush of hot liquid flowed out between my fingers, her lower body rhythmically tightening around them. After a while, she got up, took some toilet paper from her bag, pulled one out, and wiped my hands under the covers before getting up to wipe herself. Taking the opportunity, she whispered in my ear, "You're so good!" Actually, the environment wasn't suitable for sex, and I couldn't help it; I really wanted to get straight to the point. She seemed to want to too, but understood the situation didn't allow it. So she sat beside me, reached her hand under the covers, and grasped my penis from my trouser leg, gently stroking it, and whispered in my ear, "Let me help you cum." I thought I didn't need to rush, so I said, "When we have a chance, I'd rather cum inside you." She softly hummed in agreement. We got off the bus the next morning. She took a business card from her bag, placed it in my hand, and said, "Call me when you have time. I like you." Unfortunately, I was too busy to call. When I finally remembered and looked for the card, I couldn't find it. I only remembered she was a business manager at a development company. And so, I lost a good lover. Brothers, isn't that a shame?

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