The routine of having coffee with a divorced woman

A while ago, a girl who looked like she was of mixed race, with big eyes, slightly upturned lips, and a very beautiful figure, worked as a salesperson at a coffee bean company. This lady had been visiting us for the past few weeks, hoping we could help her place an order. She said she had recently graduated from university, and her name contained the character

" Juan," so let's call her Xiao Juan.

Xiao Juan was really beautiful; I felt it was a shame she was just working a regular job. People like her are usually idolized online, and it's rare to see someone actually working a regular job.

So, I was curious about her, and, to be honest, I had a bit of a crush on her.

I placed an order with her, saying we'd try it for a month first, and if there were no problems, we'd sign a contract. But I jokingly told her she had to deliver it herself. Reluctantly, she had to comply to meet her sales targets, and for the past few weeks, she'd been coming to the store every day.

She usually comes around 10 PM, just before closing time. The part-time workers have already left, leaving me alone to pack up. Every time she comes, I make her a cup of coffee to reward her for her hard work. At first, she always said she'd take it to go, but for the past week she said she'd stay and finish it before leaving. So now, every night she brings me the coffee beans for the next day and sits down to have a coffee with me. We

always chat until after 11 PM. Her voice is sweet, and sometimes what she says makes me laugh. My feelings for her are growing stronger. But I'm always thinking about how busy I am, afraid I can't give her enough time for a relationship. After all, my last girlfriend left because she couldn't stand how much I dedicated to work, so I'm afraid of losing her after getting her. I haven't taken things any further with her. We don't have Line, no Facebook, and I only call her at work to discuss business. But even though we see each other every night and she hasn't exchanged any contact information, she's the person I've been closest to these days. This day , we sat down and had coffee together. She picked up the cup and offered to help me wash it backstage, so we went in together. She was complaining about another female colleague at work, who seemed very competitive and constantly compared herself to Xiaojuan. The conversation was pretty much a typical 90% scenario for women. She was complaining about how the colleague had set traps for her, how she hadn't been given face in front of others, and so on. I joined in on her rant about the colleague. After washing the cup, I hung the empty one on the rack. Just then, a loud rumbling sound came from outside, and it started raining heavily, almost like a downpour, accompanied by occasional flashes of lightning—it really looked like a typhoon. Xiaojuan said, "Ugh! I thought the rain had stopped today; it rained this afternoon." She seemed quite distressed. I replied, "It's the rainy season this week, and I heard it's going to rain for another week." Xiaojuan rolled her eyes and said, "Don't jinx it; I ride my motorcycle." Only then did I realize... So I thought for a moment and said, "How about this, you can come pick up your scooter tomorrow after the rain stops, and I'll take you home and pick you up again tomorrow morning?" Although I'm not anyone to her, it sounded strange, and I thought a pretty girl like her would probably refuse, but I asked anyway out of kindness. Unexpectedly, Xiao Juan didn't refuse; instead, she looked grateful and said, "That's great! Don't be late picking me up tomorrow morning, I have a very important meeting." I nodded. Xiao Juan added, "I'll call you in the morning." I said okay, and told her to wait for me at the shop while I went to the alley next door to get the scooter. Then I tidied up the shop, closing everything that needed to be closed. After Xiaojuan and I left the shop, I turned back to lock the door and told her to wait for me under the arcade. I then shielded my head from the rain with my hand, though it didn't really help much—honestly, the rain was pouring down. I was already soaked halfway there. Finally, I reached the alley next door and got into my car. With the last bit of my vision, I opened the door, sat down, and breathed a sigh of relief. I immediately felt that the loan for this car was worthwhile; maybe I wouldn't feel so bad when I paid the bill next month. I started the car, turned around, and headed to the shop to meet Xiaojuan. When she saw the car, she was about to walk over when I grabbed the umbrella from the back seat and ran out to meet her. This thoughtful gesture might earn me points; I could tell from her attitude towards me afterward. - I drove, listening to her directions. There were very few people around at night, let alone in the rain, so I drove slowly, which was relatively safe in the rain. Suddenly, the sign in front of us was blown down by the wind and rain. With a thud, it almost fell in front of my car a few seconds later. I paused for a moment, then said, "Thank goodness, thank goodness I gave you a ride." Xiao Juan was also startled, nodded, took a few photos with her phone, and said, "That's ridiculous." - Finally, after several turns in the torrential rain, the car arrived at Xiao Juan's rented apartment. Xiao Juan was from Taichung and came to Taipei for work, so she rented an apartment. It looked nicely renovated, a brand new suite for rent. I joked, "This looks pretty good. I really want to see inside." She replied, "Come on, you're soaked anyway, it'll be good for you to come up and tidy up." I thought to myself, although I was just joking, I haven't been to a girl's house since breaking up with my girlfriend. Now, with a beauty like Xiao Juan in front of me, it's really hard to control myself. Even if I have to work tomorrow, I have to try my best tonight! So I nodded. After parking the car, I opened my umbrella and ran to open the car door for Xiaojuan before we went upstairs together. I kept talking about how well the apartment was maintained to distract myself from my nervousness. When we got to the fourth floor, the elevator doors opened, and Xiaojuan's apartment was on the far right. After we went in, I saw a lot of shoes on the shoe cabinet, so I said, "You love buying shoes?" She smiled and nodded, saying, "I can't help myself every month." I don't know what suddenly came over me, but I abruptly changed the subject and asked her, "Do you have a boyfriend?" She shook her head and said, "I'm divorced. He cheated on me." I said, "He's so pretty, and he still cheated on me? How silly." She didn't answer me, just smiled. Then she said, "I'm going to take a shower first. What do you want to do? Or you can wait until the rain gets a little lighter before you leave?" I said okay, and sat down at her computer desk, saying, "Can I borrow your computer for a bit?" She agreed and went to the back bathroom to shower. I did fantasize a few times about what kind of unexpected developments might occur, but I always dismissed the idea. Girls like her have tons of suitors; what chance do I, an average-looking person with no special talents, have? The sound of heavy rain outside was audible between us. Finally , as I was drinking a beverage I'd just taken from the fridge and browsing some video game websites on my computer, I heard Xiaojuan call me. I turned around and almost spat out my drink. She was wearing an incredibly revealing bra—or rather, a bra—that barely covered anything she should be covering. I wanted to ask her what it was supposed to cover, where she bought it, or if she should wear underwear underneath. I had so much to say, but I didn't. I knew what she wanted to do, and she knew there was no need to say anything more.

I went up to her, hugged her, and kissed her. A light lip kiss quickly turned into a passionate French kiss. When her tongue couldn't satisfy me anymore

, I pulled down my pants, revealing my rock-hard penis. She knelt down, brushed my hair back, and started blow-drying me. Xiao Juan's oral skills were excellent; I felt like her ex-boyfriend had trained her.

I couldn't help but ejaculate first.

I forgot to tell her beforehand and just sprayed it into her mouth. I'd been so busy yesterday and today that I hadn't had time to masturbate, so you can imagine how thick my semen was. But Xiao Juan actually wiped her mouth and swallowed it all with a gulp. I was completely satisfied, and I blew on her until my legs went numb.

I sat on her bed, but my penis was still rock hard, and I didn't want to rest. I said, "Come up and lie down,"

pointing to one side of the bed. Xiao Juan obediently complied.

She was on top, her buttocks raised high, striking an alluring pose, waiting for me to get my way. I couldn't hold back any longer, so I grabbed both sides of her buttocks and thrust into her vagina. Her moans followed, and as I thrust deeper, her cries grew louder. She moaned and groaned, but we weren't worried about being heard by the neighbors. The rain outside was just as loud as my penis was right now, so she tried to make a sound, and I thrust wildly. She shouted, "Shoot inside!"

So this time, I ejaculated inside first, and the full load of semen flowed out. Looking at her vaginal opening, it was so tempting, and I knew I could go on.

I

turned her over and laid her on the bed. I leaned against her, making her spread her legs. I continued massaging her clitoris between her legs with my right hand, up and down. She panted and kissed me, until I secretly slipped my hand inside her again. She cried out louder, her face flushed, and said, "Put it in... I want more!"

So I arched my body and covered her, my penis rubbing against her vaginal opening. She then reached out and guided my penis to her, leaning against me as I slid it in. She cried out and flipped me over, pinning me down so she could ride me. I ejaculated inside her a second time. She lay down and hugged me, her body trembling. I knew she had orgasmed.

I hugged her back. At this point, I felt my glans getting sensitive; it hurt when I rubbed it, but I really wanted to keep going. Xiao Juan said breathlessly, "Let's take a shower."

I said okay, and we went into the bathroom together. We discovered she had a bathtub, and she suggested we soak together. How could I say no?

In the bathtub, I tried to meditate again, kissing her passionately, playing with her breasts, and occasionally watching her arm twitch. My body rubbed against hers, and my penis finally obeyed and stood up again. I knew she hadn't even taken a bath yet, because she hadn't taken off her strangely sexy lingerie before getting into the bathtub with me.

So we did it again in the bubble bath, and only after we were completely satisfied did we start showering.

Afterwards, we fell asleep on the bed, and neither of us went to work the next day. The rain was too heavy, and I was really lazy. The phone rang several times before I finally answered and asked for the day off.

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