Spring arrives in the capital - a sexual bribery incident with my high school sweetheart that may not have been intentionally planned.

Here's what happened: My company was negotiating a contract with a company in Beijing. It was a large project, and the leadership took it very seriously, personally participating in the negotiation with a group of [number] people, staying at a hotel in Xicheng District. Although the contract terms had been discussed beforehand, the two sides were still locked in a stalemate for three days before finalizing the deal, given the substantial sums involved. After the contract was signed, the other company's CEO was very pleased and treated everyone to entertainment: dinner, karaoke, and a bathhouse. Dinner was fine, but during the karaoke session, to add to the festivities, they even hired female escorts for the men on our side. Business is business, and everyone played along. The escorts flirted and chatted animatedly with my colleagues, and quite a bit of alcohol was consumed. I happened to go out to take a phone call, and on my way back, I ran into their CEO in the restroom. He asked where I was from, and I answered truthfully. He said, "What a coincidence! Their R&D department head is from the same hometown as me!" He mentioned her name, and I felt like she was a female classmate from high school! I knew from our high school classmate group that she worked in Beijing in R&D, but I had never asked her which company she worked for. I said, "It should be my high school classmate." The boss dialed the number on his phone, and when I looked at it and checked my contacts, the number matched. It seemed to be my high school classmate. Less than ten minutes later, a woman arrived, and it really was my classmate. She was working overtime and lived near the karaoke place, so she came quickly. Everyone started drinking and chatting. The girls who were supposed to be my karaoke hostesses had been "conscripted" by their boss. They each had one on their arm and started talking. This high school classmate was my first love, but back then we didn't know anything. The most impulsive thing we did was hold hands and go hiking. After going to university, she went to the south and I went to the north, and we went our separate ways. After singing at the karaoke for a while, everyone, including the hostesses, went to a bathhouse. After showering, everyone played cards and chatted in the lounge area. The two of us found a quiet corner and talked about the past. My classmate has a great figure, slim waist, 34D… Her curves under the loose bathrobe were captivating, so I made a few slightly risqué jokes. My old classmate didn't mind and even recounted some embarrassing stories from my past, like getting an erection during class.
Finally, everyone dispersed. The hostess who provided the music left with my male colleague in a Didi (ride-hailing service), and the boss returned to the hotel with his female administrative assistant. I asked my classmate where she lived, offering to give her a ride. She said she was in Hebei… I offered to take her back, and she agreed. We hailed a taxi, got in, and headed straight to Hebei. On the way, we talked about her family. Her husband lived with their child in a school district apartment in Haidian District; the child was under a lot of pressure transitioning to middle school and needed guidance. She lived in a large house on the border of Beijing and Hebei. Her husband would usually come once every two weeks to do laundry and other chores before returning to Haidian. I lamented the pressure of life in Beijing, and she smiled and said, "It's so much more free this way!"
When we arrived at her house, it was almost 11 o'clock. We sat down in the living room to chat, and I noticed the graduation gift I gave her years ago sitting next to her TV, with "I love you" written on it... I pointed to the gift and asked her, "You still have it?" She said it was a beautiful memory. Overwhelmed with emotion, I grabbed her hand. After a minute of silence, I steeled myself, picked her up, and carried her to the bedroom. She didn't resist. After putting her on the bed, I took off my clothes first, my penis erect at a 15-degree angle pointing to the sky. She chuckled and said, "You're well-maintained, still the same as in high school." I climbed onto the bed and took off her top; she took off her pants herself, leaving only her underwear. She covered her chest with her hands, and I looked at her underwear and said, "Your underwear is all wet from the discharge." She said it was normal, her body was very sensitive, and she felt something with just a touch. She even jokingly said that her husband lasted eight minutes straight, so I shouldn't let him down.
Without further hesitation, I pulled down her underwear, and without any foreplay, we started! We didn't bother with any techniques, just the traditional position. She only moaned the whole time, almost like a mosquito's buzz. Later, she suddenly orgasmed midway, so we changed positions. The alcohol and the fact that we hadn't done it for a few days made the encounter last about 20 minutes. At the end, she orgasmed again, suddenly shouting, and I ejaculated (I later learned she was in her safe period). Afterwards, we lay together and chatted for a few minutes, then showered together. When we finally lay back down on the bed, it was already midnight. I was naked, holding her in her pajamas, and I felt aroused again. She said she was too tired and asked if I should use my mouth. She had given oral sex to her husband when she was pregnant. I readily agreed, but after about ten minutes of oral sex, I still didn't feel like ejaculating. She said her mouth was numb. I asked if she had regained her strength, and she jokingly said, "Just treat it like an inflatable doll." After hearing this, I pinned her down, slowly parted her legs, and kept caressing her. Then, using all the techniques I had learned, we made love again. After about ten minutes, she climaxed. This time it was much more intense than the previous two; she was panting heavily, as if she was having difficulty breathing. I kept kissing her, and it took her about a minute to recover. I hadn't ejaculated yet, and she asked if I was feeling pent up. I said yes, and then she suddenly sat up, using both her hands and mouth to quickly masturbate me, making terrifying moans. In less than two minutes, I came. I could feel her swallowing it all. Then she lay down, turned her back to me, and went to sleep. I fell asleep too.
The next morning, we both woke up rather late. After getting up, we smiled at each other, tidied up a bit, she changed the sheets, and then called her husband to ask if he was coming home that day (it was Saturday). Her husband said he would arrive the next day, and she smiled at me. We ate breakfast at her house and sat on the sofa watching TV together. My administrative assistant texted to say she'd booked my flight for noon and asked me to be at the airport on time. I checked the time and asked her if we could do it again. She smiled and said no, she was full and couldn't eat anymore. Then she added, "I've paid back what I owed you in high school." I asked her, "Is this just this once?" She said, "At this age, casual flings are fine, but not long-term relationships." I smiled knowingly and said I'd come back for the next negotiation, and she smiled too. Then she hugged me, and I got aroused, caressing her, and we kissed again. I started taking off her pajamas, but she said not on the sofa, it smelled. I picked her up and put her on the dining table, and we started doing it. This position is my favorite; watching my penis go in and out, bringing out the fluid, is very pleasing to the eye. After less than 10 minutes, I thrust hard, and she started moaning softly, finally reaching orgasm. I almost lost my balance because the feeling was so intense! Afterwards, I pulled away, and she was still lying on the dining table, fluid still flowing from her vagina, dripping onto the floor. She slowly sat up and said slowly, "This time you owe me." Then we both took a shower, changed clothes, and I went downstairs to catch my flight. She saw me to the elevator and said goodbye.
After I got home, she texted me to let me know she arrived safely. She didn't say anything else. I think at our age, with families and successful careers, what we did together was more of a spiritual connection. It was over, and that's it. Thinking about maintaining this kind of relationship long-term is a joke! One has to be realistic! But I'm also wondering, was this a case of sexual bribery from the other party's company, or just a coincidence?
I'm writing all this down to commemorate the first time I slept with someone other than my wife!

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