I'll take care of my friend's ex-wife.

Later, my friend started dating a girl. After meeting her a few times, he still couldn't make up his mind. So he invited his girlfriend and me to dinner, asking for my advice as his close friend. His girlfriend was quite pretty, not short, and rather slim, and she was very well-mannered. She made a very good impression on me from our first meeting. At the time, I even thought how wonderful it would be if she were my girlfriend. After that meeting, my friend asked me what I thought. So, after giving him my opinion, we started dating. Less than three months later, we got married. On our wedding day, I was running around doing everything for him, completely exhausted—I felt even more tired than if I were getting married myself. After their marriage, their life was initially quite good; they were very loving. When I came home from out of town, he would often invite me over for dinner. Everyone appreciates beauty, and sometimes while eating, I couldn't help but glance at his wife a few times—she was indeed very beautiful! A few times she noticed me looking at her, but she didn't say anything, just smiled and moved on. Once, during dinner, she asked me if I knew any local specialties or good food from Shanghai, saying it would be convenient for me to bring her things in the future. That's how we added each other on WeChat. Occasionally, we'd like each other's posts on Moments, comment on each other's posts, and chat a bit. Later, they started arguing frequently. When they bickered, they would call me first to talk to me and ask me to mediate. Sometimes I would send her messages to comfort her. Gradually, things... We started talking more. They had argued and were sleeping in separate rooms. Sometimes I'd talk to her until the wee hours, and gradually we started talking more about everyday things. Maybe it was just a matter of time, but his wife seemed to have some feelings for me. She'd flirt with me from time to time. Sometimes late at night, I'd suddenly receive a message from her. When I opened it, sometimes it was a video of her dancing, sometimes a slightly revealing selfie, and she'd ask if I looked good. I never replied. I didn't know what to say. I'd just read it and delete it, afraid that someone else might find out. But my heart would pound every time, and I definitely wanted to sleep with her. I'd fantasized about having sex with her many times. Even so, I remained clear-headed. The old saying, "Don't mess with your friend's wife," always stayed in my mind. I couldn't have any impure thoughts. And so, the three of us lived peacefully for three or four years, and they even had a child. Two months ago, they finally divorced. The daughter was awarded to the mother. My friend's wife called me, saying she was feeling down and never expected things to end this way. I talked to her on the phone for a long time. Those days, I spent every night talking to her or texting her. She jokingly said, "I'll come visit you, to cheer myself up, I'm so depressed." I said, "Sure! Come on over! It's been so long, I've missed you!" I was just joking, but a few days later, she sent me a picture of a train ticket. She really was coming?! And she really came… Later, she arrived. I booked her a hotel, and after settling her in, I accompanied her shopping, to meals, and to various activities. During dinner, we drank some alcohol. She held my hand and told me how disappointed she was with the relationship. After dinner, I took her to the hotel; she was so drunk she could barely walk. At the time, I didn't know if she was genuinely drunk or faking it. Later, I found out she was faking it and wasn't actually drunk. She had one arm around my shoulder, and I had the other around her waist as we entered the room I had booked for her. I put her on the bed, and she deliberately spread her legs wide, lying in a starfish position. At that moment, I inadvertently glanced at her crotch. Because she was wearing very loose denim shorts, I could easily see the black lace underwear she was wearing underneath. At that moment, I felt a surge of alcohol and sexual desire... My face immediately reacted. I thought to myself, "You can't mess with your friend's wife, but she's my ex-wife, so I don't need to be so reserved..." My trembling hands reached out and pulled off her short-sleeved shirt. Underneath was a black bra. After removing the bra, I saw her white breasts. I touched them a few times, and her nipples became erect. While kissing her nipples, I pulled off her shorts and underwear. I discovered she had a habit of shaving her pubic hair; her mons pubis was very smooth and felt incredibly good. After taking off her clothes and kissing, touching, and licking her, she became wet. I started to penetrate her. After a few thrusts, she suddenly whispered in my ear, "I knew you'd wanted to sleep with me for a long time." Holy crap, I was so scared I almost went weak. I thought I didn't need to hold back anymore and replied, "I've wanted to fuck you for a long time. From the first moment I saw you, I wanted to strip you naked!" "...Then came the various positions and lewd words of sex...We did it twice that night. The next morning, while she was still asleep, I got ready and went to work. I sent her a few messages, reminding her to eat and drink when she woke up, etc. She woke up later and replied with a few words, saying she was going to visit a classmate she hadn't seen in a long time and have dinner with her. That evening, I still had dinner with her and stayed at a hotel for about a week before she left, buying a ticket to go back to her hometown." Even now, she still calls me frequently and sends me sexy photos late at night. I also often check in on her, chat with her, and when I go back to my hometown, I go directly to her rented apartment in the county town. After the kids are asleep, we have sex all sorts of times. To be honest, this woman, despite being a bit crazy, is actually quite likable, and I really like her. However, because of my friendship with her, there's no future for us. She probably knows this herself, and she's never mentioned wanting to develop a relationship. Let's just stay friends with benefits and see how it goes... [The End]

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