My Goddess

I
loved her for five years, and I remained silent for five years.

In the same office, we whispered sweet nothings, sharing all our joys and sorrows. I watched her breasts
grow higher , her legs more shapely, her fragrance more intense, and her beauty and charm more captivating. I couldn't
control this hopeless love.

After struggling for five years, I finally decided to leave this place, to leave this dream that was destined to be unattainable.

This was our last night. We clinked glasses, sang and danced, everyone's spirits rose higher and higher, the atmosphere of the party grew more and more enthusiastic,
but a desperate impulse grew stronger and stronger in my heart. Finally, when the lights dimmed and the music became more and more lingering, as I held her soft body and danced gracefully,
I could no longer control myself.

"Sister, will you remember me in the future?"

"What are you talking about?" She gave me a reproachful look.

Fueled by alcohol, I mustered up the courage to say, "I will always miss you."

"I'm glad you can do this," she replied quietly.

I couldn't help but hug her tighter: "You have no idea how much I don't want to be apart from you." She immediately pressed herself even closer, her two warm mounds of flesh pressed tightly against my chest.
I felt a surge of desire, but I couldn't say anything.

Under the hazy lights, we danced slowly, as if the world had shrunk to just the two of us. Tomorrow, tomorrow we will be worlds apart.

"Can I kiss you?" I mustered up my courage and said.

Her body trembled slightly, and after a moment, she said, "There are so many people around, don't let anyone see us."

"Give me a kiss, and I won't do it again," I said childishly.

She sighed softly and pressed her flushed face against mine. I kissed her quickly, but a pang of sorrow gripped my heart.

The music was melodious, and I grew bolder. When no one was looking, my hands began to follow the beautiful curves of her body, sliding from her smooth
back to her full hips, then to the slit of her cheongsam, feeling the smoothness of her thighs. On this last night, I experienced the soft, warm fragrance I had longed for for five years.
She struggled only slightly before giving up. As my hands roamed, her body began to heat up, and she writhed in response to my touch. I could
hear her suppressed breaths.

Time ticked by, and the party was about to end. Tomorrow... tomorrow is another world away.

I looked up and saw that she was looking at me too. I didn't care about anything else. Tonight, let my love bloom like a fleeting flower, and I wouldn't care if it withered tomorrow. Seeing
her lips part as if to speak, I secretly made up my mind: no matter what she said, I would bring her to my place, let her know my love for her, and let me love her properly,
even if it was just for one night.

Her luscious red lips came close to my ear, and she whispered in a voice only we could hear, "Tonight, I'll come to your place."

I felt like I was about to explode.

As soon as I entered my room, I couldn't wait to hug her and kiss her tightly.

After a long while, we finally separated. She raised her hand to brush her messy hair and tapped my forehead: "Why aren't you saying anything?" I hugged her tightly again
: "You have no idea how happy I am, I finally kissed you."

She gently struggled: "Silly child, you're holding me so tightly I can hardly breathe."

I pressed harder, and her breathing grew heavier. I reached for her chest to unbutton her cheongsam. She, however, reached for the light switch
to turn it off. I grabbed her hand: "Sister, let me take a good look at you today."

She was so embarrassed she couldn't lift her head: "Fine, I'll do as you say today."

Encouraged, I immediately lifted the hem of her cheongsam, revealing her two beautiful legs, encased in stockings, awkwardly intertwined. Below were black
high heels, and above, white panties. The area between the stockings and panties, her thighs exposed under the light, gleamed with a tender, white sheen. We sat on the bed, embracing each other.
She reached down and took off her high heels, and I stroked her soft ankles, watching her two beautiful feet shyly hooked together. She slowly pulled down her stockings
, revealing her two long, slender, white legs completely. Seeing these legs—legs I had secretly admired countless times in the office and longed for countless times—presented before me
without reservation , I almost suffocated.

She leaned closer to me, and I began to undress her, but the more I tried, the harder it became to
unbutton
her cheongsam. She had to do it herself, and the pale red cheongsam ripped open, revealing her fair chest. As I stared in disbelief, she pushed me away, turning her smooth, jade-like back to me: "Come on, help me." I unhooked her bra, and it came undone in an instant. I hugged her tightly, my hands cupping her protruding
breasts. A warm, soft sensation filled my hands. I caressed her warm, dovetail-like breasts with tenderness, thinking of
how many times in the office she had unintentionally bent over me, and I could see the undulating waves of her breasts through her neckline, making my mouth dry and my gaze turn away. I leaned
in and took one of her rosy nipples into my mouth. She moaned, "Don't be so rough," she said, pressing my head down. I
let go of your breast: "The year you gave birth, I went to the delivery room with a bouquet of flowers to see you. That was the first time I saw your breast, and I really wanted to eat it like that child."

She smiled sweetly: "Didn't I give it all to you today?"

I moved my phone to her thigh and said, "Sis, I never expected you to be so tender and soft."

She spread her legs wider, freeing her hands to start unbuttoning my clothes.

I slipped my hand inside her panties, stroking a patch of soft pubic hair. She stopped me with her hand and took off her panties herself. I snatched them back,
seeing that her genitals were already slippery. I gave her a playful look, and her face turned even redder: "It's all because you were groping around in the dance hall." After saying that, she
lay back on the bed, her perfect, flawless body, which had entered my dreams so many times, intertwined with mine.

I lay on top of her and inserted a finger into her flower, encountering no resistance. I leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Sister, it
's already a vast ocean inside." She raised her arm to cover her eyes, "You little rascal, don't embarrass me, okay?" The fragrance emanating from her mouth instantly enveloped me.

I had just taken off my clothes when she pulled me into a tight embrace. Her soft, moist tongue pressed against my lips, kissing me passionately. Her slender fingers grasped my already throbbing
penis and slowly guided it into her warm vagina. I lifted her arms and thrust hard, my penis plunging in all the way. I
groaned, and she let out a long sigh. We remained still for a long time. She gently kissed my face, while I quietly remained inside her,
feeling her tightness, her contractions, and her lubrication. I looked up at her, gazing deeply into her eyes: "Today feels like a dream."

She cupped my face in her hands and said softly, "Do whatever you want."

I began to thrust wildly, and her moans grew louder and louder. Suddenly, I felt her vagina tighten, her
hands gripped my shoulders tightly, her legs clamped around me, and her body almost froze. Finally, a gush of hot semen erupted from her.

After a long while, we finally snapped out of our euphoric reverie. I passionately kissed every part of her body, but she gently pushed me away, saying, "I want to go home
."

"Thank you, sister," I said to her from the bottom of my heart.

"Let's not talk about this." She sat up, picked up her cheongsam, only to find it was already quite wrinkled. She chuckled and shook her head: "You're something else." Then she reached for
her bag and took out another suit skirt.

I watched as she took out another clean pair of underwear and put it on, then stretched out a pair of black stockings and pulled them over her legs. I realized I had endured this helplessness for five years. I
loved her, and therefore didn't want to force her in the slightest, nor did I want to interfere with her peaceful and normal life in any way. But from now on, I would never see her again, never
hear her gentle voice again, never see her beautiful face again. Her glistening thighs, her supple waist, her full breasts, her beautiful vulva, her shy breaths,
her melodious moans—all of that just now belonged to the past forever. From now on, I could only rely on these warm memories to pass my lonely hours.

I couldn't control myself and hugged her tightly: "Don't go, okay?"

"How can you do that?" She turned to look at me and then tidied my hair.

"Do you think I only did this to you because I had a few too many drinks today?"

You're acting strange today.

"No. You don't know how much I love you, you don't know how long I've loved you, you don't know why I left here." I said
these words that I had been holding back for so long.

She looked at me in surprise.

"I didn't want you to know. I know it's no use telling you. It will only add to your burden and troubles, and it will
never end."

"Don't say anymore," she hugged me, "I like you so much too."

We kissed again. My hand reached for her breasts, and she pulled down her panties, then began to pull down her stockings. I couldn't wait any longer, so I pounced on her on the bed and
entered her again. "You're such a man," she chuckled, no longer struggling, but instead lifting her legs to wrap around my waist. The black stockings and her fair thighs created a striking contrast, making me incredibly aroused, my penis erect. I placed her long legs on my shoulders and penetrated her
even deeper .

"You're amazing," she gasped, her genitals already soaking wet.

"Sis, you should move around too," I said, shaking her gently and pleading with her.

She rolled her eyes at me, then gradually became more proactive. I felt her vagina begin to suck and suck, gripping my penis tightly. Her slender
waist began to twist, her round buttocks thrusting against me, and her breasts filled my mouth. I simply rolled over and let her straddle me. She
lowered her head , shoved my slid penis back into her flower, and began to thrust wildly. I watched her skin flush, watched her bite her lower lip tightly,
watched a strand of her sweat-dampened hair hang down her forehead, watched her nipples harden, watched her beautiful vagina open and close with my thrusts. I finally
understood what the charm and beauty of a middle-aged woman truly meant.

I ejaculated again, and she lay on top of me, her body soft and boneless.

I held her fragrant body in my arms, gently wiping the sweat from her skin: "Sister, were you alright just now?"

She nodded against my chest, but couldn't say a word.

"Only I know how beautiful you are in this world," I said, stroking her high, firm buttocks.

"Am I okay?" she asked.

I nodded vigorously.

"I didn't expect you to be so amazing," she said, pinching my nipple with her hand.

"Actually, this is my first time," I said.

"Really? You little rascal."

"But in my fantasies, I have already made love to you countless times."

She fell silent for a moment, then sighed softly, "Actually, sometimes when I'm with him, I think of him as you. Today,
I just couldn't hold back anymore; this is our last time together."

"I fell in love with you the moment we met. I simply couldn't control myself."

"We've been together for five years, and you've grown from a little boy into a man. Sometimes I really enjoy staying in the office just to be
with you. But I've always thought it was just me longing for you. I'm always concerned about whether you have a girlfriend. I want you to find
someone , and I think that might make me less attached to you."

"With you here, how could I possibly fall in love with someone else?" I gave a bitter smile. So that's how it is. It's always been a case of "mutual longing, mutual ignorance." And
so, five years have passed! But I don't regret it. I believe she's at her most beautiful now; she's shown me her most beautiful side. I'm grateful for these long five years, which have
strengthened my love for her and allowed me to fully appreciate her beauty and her goodness. These five years have felt so long, yet they've passed in the blink of an eye.

What about the future?

I held her hand tightly and said earnestly, "Sister, let's stay together forever."

"No," she said gently but firmly. "I've thought about it so many times, I can't be with you. I already have my own life, and you'll
grow up eventually. You'll have a lovely little girl to love you, you'll have a happy family, and a baby, just like me. We...
this is all we can do."

"No! It's been five years, and you're the only one in my heart."

"Don't be silly. Your sister has given you everything. From now on, you need to find your own life."

I lowered my head. After a long while, I raised my head again, my heart filled with clarity. I looked at her and smiled gently: "Perhaps, our
fate is only for this one night. I will remember this night forever, this night so short, yet so fleeting, yet eternal."

"That's a good girl," she said softly, stroking my face.

I kissed her again. Five years of longing would be revealed this night, and five years of love would end this night as well. Holding her fragrant
body, the thought that we could only meet in dreams from now on filled me with bittersweet emotions. Her kiss grew more passionate, and my penis hardened again. She sensed my
change, gave me a seductive look, and lowered her head. I felt her soft lips envelop my penis, and a fire surged within me again: "
Sister, I want you again."

She pulled me close, took my hand, and guided it to her lower body: "You don't know, when I'm making love with him, he always wants this part of me, and
sometimes I really want it too, but I still hold back. Today I realized that I'm saving it for you..." She led my hand to her anus,
too ashamed to continue.

"Good sister!" I didn't know what to say.

She lay face down on the bed, arching her back with her buttocks raised high. I saw between her two white buttocks, her pink anus gently opening and closing, glistening with the juices from
our lovemaking, tempting me with its glistening wetness. I knelt behind her, supporting her soft, slippery buttocks with one hand, and with the other
, I grasped my already rock-hard penis and tried to insert it into her anus.

"Oh, be gentle, it hurts." She turned her head and looked at me, pleading.

My penis was quite smooth from her kisses, and her anus was covered in vaginal fluid, so I slowly pushed my
large penis into her anus. The warm and tight sensation made me thrust rapidly, and she lifted her hips to meet me, her starry eyes sparkling, which further fueled my
desire.

Finally, her moans turned into low whimpers, and her anus no longer responded but began to dodge. I knew she couldn't hold back any longer, so I
pulled my penis out of her anus, pressed her down on the bed, and thrust it hard into her vagina.

Together we climbed to the pinnacle of happiness, and together we fell back to earth.

This passionate encounter lasted for a full three hours. She had to go home, but she was too weak to dress. I started kissing her delicate feet,
kissing her entire body, etching her beautiful flesh into my mind forever. Then I helped her up, cleaned her body, and
dressed her piece by piece, from her underwear to her stockings to her skirt. At this moment, she no longer showed her maternal side, but instead, like a child, obediently followed my every command.

As I saw her to the door, I saw tears welling up in her eyes. I hardened my heart and calmly saw her off, not daring to utter a single word.
I knew perfectly well that if I opened my mouth, tears would flow uncontrollably, and I might even lose control and want to stay with her forever.

She's gone, and my heart is empty. What will I encounter in the years to come? Will I forget this beautiful,
understanding , gentle, and charming woman? I don't know.

All I know is that tomorrow, we will be worlds apart.

【over】

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