Erotic Disco

Going back to the end of last year, one day, after having a good meal with a client, I noticed they didn't seem inclined to go home. So, I suggested taking them to a bar. We both agreed, but the client said they didn't like saunas and wanted to find somewhere to have some fun. I wasn't familiar with the bar market in Hefei, so I immediately called a colleague at headquarters who was from Hefei. He told me that the hottest bar in Hefei right now was Polar Storm. Without further ado, I drove there with the client. The place seemed small compared to some bars in Shanghai or Beijing, but the decor was decent, especially the sound system and the large screen – it felt quite upscale. We arrived around 9 pm, and it wasn't too crowded yet. Feeling a bit bored, the two of us asked the guy if they had any companions. He surprisingly said no. Based on my years of experience, I knew a place like this couldn't possibly not have them. I asked them to call the manager directly. The manager, being the efficient one, offered me a cigarette, chatted for a bit, and then told me I could hire a female dancer from the bar for a 200 yuan tip. However, the dancer would have to leave for a while when it was her turn to dance. The client was very interested, and the price didn't seem expensive to me, so I asked the manager to arrange it quickly. Surprisingly, one of the dancers was a foreign woman, but neither of us were into that, so we didn't ask them to come. The manager brought two girls, locals from Hefei. They seemed rather ordinary, but the client immediately took a liking to one, so we kept one. I wasn't originally planning to take her, because I felt that just having someone drink with me wasn't very interesting; I'd rather go to a karaoke bar, at least then I could get my hands on her. With so many eyes watching here, what could I possibly do? Heh. Just as I was hesitating, a casually dressed young woman walked past, talking to the manager. She was stunningly beautiful, but not in a vulgar way; she had a great figure, long hair, and long, narrow eyes. When she noticed me looking at her, she glanced at me a few times, and I politely nodded. She smiled slightly and went backstage. I quickly called the manager over and asked what was wrong. It turned out she was also one of the lead dancers, having only been there a few days, but she didn't drink with customers. I immediately got angry, pulled out a 100 yuan note and stuffed it into the manager's pocket, saying, "You have to find a way to get her to accompany me today." The manager looked distressed and said he could only try to talk to her. About ten minutes passed—those ten minutes felt incredibly long. The client next to me was already getting intimate with his woman, leaving me alone to drink in silence. Then the young woman walked towards me, still casually dressed, and quietly sat down next to me. "Hello," I said, striking a gentlemanly pose. "Nice to meet you." She smiled; her teeth were very white, truly a sight to behold. I then asked, "What's your name, beautiful lady?" "My name is Xue." "Why won't you drink with me?" Xue said shyly, "Well, I have a very low alcohol tolerance and get drunk easily. I've seen many customers here like to force me to drink. If I don't drink, they're unhappy, but if I do, it might affect the dancing, so I simply don't drink with them." Xue's explanation made sense upon reflection. "Then why are you willing to drink with me?" Xue looked at me and said, "I feel you're very polite and refined; you probably won't force me to drink, right?" Haha, after years of navigating the world, sometimes playing the gentleman does have many advantages. I told the girl sweet words like I would never force her to drink, making her laugh uncontrollably. Seeing that she was already in character, I figured it was time to start the evening's atmosphere. The four of us—my client, his girlfriend, and I—played dice. Having spent years practicing in karaoke bars, I consider myself quite skilled at it. During my business trip to Beijing, I even learned a special trick from a master: stacking several dice together! Hehe, a great way to fool the ladies! So, the two girls were losing badly. My girlfriend, though claiming not to drink, sometimes felt embarrassed and drank a little because of the losses. Of course, I'm a gentleman and didn't try to force her, so the game went very smoothly. Around 10 pm, the two girls said it was their turn, so we took a break. Okay, showtime! The two girls went to change, and after they were done, they came back to our table and danced with us for a short while. Hehe, we were quite proud; everyone in the room looked at us with envy. Then we went on stage. The Polar Storm stage was quite unique; it was in a partition in the middle of the big screen, where five girls could dance at the same time—a spectacular sight. The girl I chose was dressed rather conservatively, in shorts with a skirt, but her bust was quite impressive, making me quite envious. By this time, the atmosphere in the bar was getting lively, and people were leaving their seats to dance to the loud music in the open space. My client and I, holding bottles of alcohol, also did a short dance around the table. When the two girls finished dancing, they returned to their seats, drenched in sweat. All four of us were soaked, and Xue's face was flushed. I felt we had closed a lot of distance. My client and I exchanged a glance, and then we each started our own flirting. After chatting with her for a while, I learned she was from Hunan. I'm not particularly talented, but having traveled to many places and spent a long time in Hunan, my Hunan dialect was passable. I immediately switched to Hunan dialect, and Xue's eyes lit up, and she smiled happily. At that moment, I felt wonderful. A beautiful woman like this, dressed sexily, sitting next to me drinking with me—doesn't that make you feel proud? I started chatting with Xue, and she pulled out quite a few clues. Xue told me that she originally left home to live in this unfamiliar city because her boyfriend worked there. However, in the year she'd been in Hefei, a lot had happened. Her boyfriend, unemployed and aimless, spent all his time online, met some girls, and naturally, he became unfaithful. Now he'd abandoned her and gone to another city, leaving her numbly living in a foreign land. It seems like she's had a tough time. I comforted her for a while, and her emotions started to rise. I asked her what time she got off work, and she told me she could leave after midnight. After Xue finished talking about porn, she looked at me with a knowing look and said, "Do you want to ask me out?" Since she was so direct, I didn't hide anything and asked, "It's a bit noisy here, can we talk somewhere else later?" She blinked, "Where do you want to go?" "I live in Heping International, where do you live?" She chuckled and shook her head, "Sorry, I never accompany guests to hotels." "Just chatting, I feel a connection with you," I thought, "it'll feel even better in bed." She still firmly said no. Actually, thinking about it later, I realized I'd been having some issues lately. I'd been through some things in Anhui, some relationships, which had left me exhausted. So I didn't want to easily develop feelings for girls, I just wanted a one-night stand. Therefore, my attitude was clear: Xue, I'm sorry, I only want to sleep with you. Xue persisted, while my roundabout tactics, just like my old womanizing methods, were employed: playing dice, drinking, dancing, chatting. Gradually, I stopped mentioning going with her. I had plenty of time, and I never liked forcing people. I enjoyed the feeling of being embraced, haha. The game shifted to 2 vs 2. Because the client's skills were terrible, Xue and I won almost every round. Each time we won, Xue would excitedly give me a high-five, and sometimes we'd even have a small hug. Feelings are strange things; they just start to heat up without you even realizing it. Before we knew it, it was midnight. The client seemed to have drunk quite a bit, so I suggested we call it a night. The two girls were still reluctant to leave. At this point, Xue's gaze wasn't as wary as it had been at the beginning. I gave the two girls tips, helped the client, and prepared to leave. I glanced back at Xue; she was looking at me too, a hint of longing in her eyes. I smiled at this lovely girl, secretly chuckling to myself, and walked out of the still bustling Polar Storm without looking back. Back at the hotel, I realized I'd made a serious, blundering mistake: I'd forgotten to ask for Xue's number! Looks like I was still a bit drunk. Sigh, but I won't let today's efforts go to waste. A wolf's nature is to cleanly devour its prey, and this time will be no exception. About a week later, it was still business dinners, still Facebook, but this time I'd done my homework. I took several clients directly to Polar Storm. I found a familiar manager, whispered a few words, and with my arrangements, the clients all found suitable female companions.I was waiting for Xue to arrive. To be honest, when Xue saw me again, there wasn't a hint of surprise in her eyes. "You're here," she said. "Yeah, I'm here with friends again today." Xue looked at me and said approvingly, "You look very handsome today." Hehe, as I mentioned before, I put a lot of effort into my appearance today. A cream-colored casual suit, a floral tie, and my favorite Hugo cologne—a very clean and composed look. When you're out in the world, appearances matter, and sometimes the right attire can make all the difference. "Your cologne smells wonderful," she said. It seemed Xue was indeed very satisfied with me today, so my goal was achieved. While drinking with my clients, I chatted with Xue. She seemed very interested in my work, so I recounted my experiences while admiring Xue's attentive expression. "Your experience is so rich! I'm envious," Xue exclaimed after listening, her expression even showing a hint of admiration. It was then that I remembered Xue was only 22 years old at the time. This time, I didn't forget. I handed the phone directly to Xue, and she understood immediately, dialing her own number. Throughout the day, I didn't mention going out together. Except for the time Xue was leading the dance on stage, we chatted the whole time. With my prompting, Xue's curiosity about me grew, and I, forgetting my clients, focused entirely on telling Xue half-truths about my experiences. Even as we left, Xue held onto me, asking when I would come again. I smiled inwardly, but with a reluctant expression, I said, "I don't know, I'll definitely come when I have time." Xue looked at me expectantly, watching me leave without looking back. Women, sometimes, only follow their feelings. Once the feeling is there, everything else falls into place. Don't repeatedly ask women to do things; it will only have a negative effect, especially with principled women.Using a roundabout tactic was the only option. The first meeting with Xue left a good impression. The second time, deeper communication and understanding would lower her guard and pique her interest. The third time was the time to close the net; if you couldn't, it meant you hadn't done enough in the first two times. In the following days, texting became a major way for Xue and me to communicate. She was very talkative, often sending messages at 2 or 3 in the morning, and I replied with lukewarm responses. When I told Xue I might be going on a business trip for a while, she asked, "When will you come again?" I replied, "I'll come tomorrow night." Xue: "Okay, I'll wait for you." The next evening, I was watching TV in the hotel. My phone showed it was already 10 pm. "That's about right," I thought. I went downstairs, got in the car, with only one goal: Polar Storm. When I entered the bar, I saw dancing had already started; Xue was dancing solo with a pole. I found a quiet corner, called over a waiter, gave him 100 yuan, and asked him to deliver a flower wreath to Xue. The waiter was very efficient; in less than a minute, the flower wreath was on Xue's head. The waiter pointed to my seat, and Xue saw me, smiled brightly, and two rosy blushes appeared on her cheeks. After the dance, Xue sat obediently beside me, her face still flushed. I hadn't even let her drink yet, haha, truly, she was intoxicated without alcohol. We chatted enthusiastically, and I told her about my trip to Yunnan last year. Xue excitedly told me she had always wanted to see Jade Dragon Snow Mountain. Haha, I'm a photography enthusiast, and I told Xue I had taken many beautiful photos of Jade Dragon Snow Mountain. Xue couldn't resist and insisted on seeing them. I told her all the photos were on my computer, and suggested she take a day off and come back with me. Xue's face flushed bright red, as if she understood what this meant. I added at the opportune moment, "I'll take you home after we see them." Xue seemed to struggle briefly before agreeing, but only after the manager's approval. Hehe, to handle this kind of thing, I still had to step in. I found the manager, said a few nice words, and promised to bring more friends next time—all that nonsense—and the manager hesitated but still agreed. As I expected, I put my arm around Xue and we got into a taxi back to the hotel. Back at the hotel, I turned on my computer. Since there was only one chair at the computer desk, Xue naturally sat on my lap, admiring my masterpieces. I explained them to her, and she listened with envious eyes. The room was very hot from the air conditioning. Xue took off her coat, revealing her stunning figure in a black tight-fitting sweater. Her high, firm breasts stood erect. Without realizing it, my arms were already around her slender waist, holding her tightly, making full contact between our bodies. I turned my head and kissed Xue on the cheek. Xue blushed and murmured softly, tilting her head to rest on my shoulder. Her messy hair brushed against my cheek, tickling me—it felt very comfortable. Her soft body pressed against me, her firm breasts rising and falling with each breath, rubbing against my chest as if testing my limits of endurance. We embraced, both staring intently at the computer, our hands clasped tightly together, stroking each other's backs, conveying a silent desire. "Do you know why I came out with you today?" Xue asked, squeezing my hand. "Ah, wasn't it because of the photos from Yunnan?" "It's because I feel safe with you, you give me a sense of reliability," Xue said softly, then glanced at me out of the corner of her eye, her face full of shyness. I could no longer suppress my desire, and I pulled Xue onto the bed, pressing her soft body beneath me. My lips rubbed haphazardly against Xue's still-makeup face, searching for those cherry-like, delicate lips. Xue offered only slight resistance, then turned her face to me, her warm breath brushing against my cheek, her soft moans filling the room. I don't know how much time passed before I lifted my head. Gazing at Xue, she seemed a little embarrassed by my burning gaze, reaching out to wrap her arms around my neck and meeting my warm lips again. My hand slipped under her sweater, grasping her soft breasts and gently kneading them. Xue shifted restlessly, as if I had aroused some desire within her, moaning softly—a sound so alluring and seductive. I pulled Xue's clothes up from her waist, gliding over her flat stomach, caressing her soft breasts. I pushed aside her bra, revealing her beautiful breasts, my fingers gently circling her tempting nipples. Soon, Xue's moans grew louder. I took both pink nipples into my mouth, and Xue gasped, writhing as if her desire had reached an irresistible level. I unbuckled her belt, pulled down her cute cartoon-style panties, and dragged them down along with her trousers. Xue's eyes were glazed, and she lifted her hips, moving in sync with my actions. I quickly stripped off my clothes, my already engorged penis pressing against her warm vulva. At that moment, Xue slowed my advance. "I haven't done this in so long, please, slower, please, gently..." Xue murmured softly. "Don't worry, I'll be very gentle," I reassured her gently as I slowly advanced. Xue wasn't lying; her tight lower body completely enveloped me. Xue frowned, slowly welcoming my intrusion. With a soft cry from Xue, I reached the tip. Xue hugged me tightly, "Slower, okay?" I kissed Xue's head, neck, cheeks, and chest, stimulating her sensitive areas. Soon, I felt Xue's buttocks begin to lift involuntarily. I no longer hesitated, pulling out, inserting, pulling out again, and inserting again. Although Xue told me to slow down, her body did the opposite, her snow-white buttocks swaying gently in sync with my thrusts. My movements gradually intensified, and each deep penetration made her cry out repeatedly. Pleasure flowed through our bodies. Xue let go of all her worries and fully enjoyed the pleasure of sex. We changed positions, and I watched Xue dance on my body, her full breasts bouncing up and down. My penis thrust into Xue's lower body again and again. My desire of these past few days was finally perfectly fulfilled at this moment. I held Xue tightly, unable to resist thrusting hard. Xue closed her eyes, experiencing wave after wave of pleasure from our intercourse. Her tight vagina kept contracting, as if trying to swallow every last drop of my semen... Lying on the bed with Xue in my arms, she was gentle as water, while I was unusually calm. I had achieved my goal, and I couldn't give her anything more. Because Xue hadn't had sex for a long time, once I aroused her, she became uncontrollable, entwining me five times a night. Whenever I was at my lowest point, she would gently lower her head and use her warm tongue to help me recover, softly calling out, "Baby, I want to suck you all in..." For the next few days, I was indeed away on a business trip, and Xue's text messages increased significantly, her tone becoming that of a wife caring for her husband. I, however, rarely replied. The deeper she fell, the more she would be hurt; it was better to end it now. Sensitive Xue quickly sensed this, and gradually, the text messages decreased, until eventually, we never contacted each other again. I knew this experience might be unfair to Xue, but for wolves like us, this was the wisest course of action. Until one day, Xue messaged me: "I'm back in Hunan. Take care, goodbye." At that moment, I knew Xue had recovered and would become even more mature. This is one of my personal experiences. Actually, over the years, I've long since sealed away those feelings with the passing of time, leaving only an imprint of everything in the deepest corner of my memory. Perhaps, many, many years later, when my body has aged to the point of decay and my life is nearing its end, standing in some corner far from civilization, I'll tremble as I recount those experiences to a dark tree hollow or a hard, cold stone, using my last bit of strength to smile and reminisce about the vibrant years I once lived…

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