A decent woman I met during a business trip (true story)

Starting in the latter half of last year, my job changed, requiring me to travel long distances to Nanjing. So, I intentionally added a few women from Nanjing to chat with on QQ. I graduated from university in 2004. I loved literature during my school years, and with the experience of recent years, I've gained a deeper understanding of romance and life. I've achieved some success in my career, buying a house and a car within three years, so I'm quite popular with women. Since middle school, I've had countless affairs—I'd say over 30—but I've never actually written about them. Today, I suddenly had a whim to describe the true story of this "good girl" from Nanjing, so everyone can see for themselves. Except for her name, everything else is real. I hope her husband doesn't see this, otherwise it wouldn't be good. Enough of
the digression. Let me explain.
It's strange how "good girls" are; if you really want to find one, you might not find one right away. It's like the saying, "You may plant flowers with care, but they may not bloom; you may plant willows without care, and they may thrive." At first, the women on QQ were always indifferent, never showing up on video, and remaining silent for long periods. Several times, when I was on business trips to Nanjing, I had to call room service in the middle of the night.
Later, around Christmas Eve, a girl suddenly started replying to my QQ messages quickly. She seemed very enthusiastic, and we chatted for over an hour about everything under the sun. I learned she was three years younger than me, also a college graduate—specifically, from Nanjing XXX Technical College, majoring in logistics. She now worked at Suguo Supermarket, a very relaxed job. She was from northern Jiangsu, had just married, and was feeling bored because the passion had faded and her work was mundane. She seemed quite enthusiastic, and we clicked, so she was happy to meet me. I thought, "There's a chance!" and immediately asked for her phone number. She trusted me and readily gave it to me, which made me very happy. I told her I was going to a meeting in Nanjing in two days and would treat her to dinner, which she agreed to. We continued chatting until midnight, and I asked for a photo. She said she didn't have one, so after some coaxing, she finally sent one. It was a picture she took with her phone, not very clear, but it was okay. After all, she was a decent girl, so I couldn't be too demanding; something was fine. After getting tired, I said, "Baby, time for bed. Together," and then hung up QQ to rest.
The next day, around 10 a.m., my phone rang. I saw it was her, and just as I was about to answer, she hung up. I was puzzled; what did she mean? A little while later, I received a text message asking when I was coming to Nanjing. I had called her "baby" yesterday, which kept her up all night, her mind racing. She even asked when I was going to treat her to dinner. Haha. Great, my hopes are rising. I have a management meeting in Nanjing tomorrow afternoon, so I'll go this afternoon.
On the way, I called her and asked what she was doing. She said she was at work, bored. She asked what I was doing. I told her to guess, and she said she wasn't coming to see me. I said, "You're so smart, you're on your way." She smiled and said, "Really, but I have to wait, I don't get off work until 9 p.m." I said, "It's okay, I'll wait for you, baby." I hung up and focused on driving. When I arrived at the Zhongshan Hotel in Nanjing, I booked a standard room. Time to sleep, haha, time to recharge! I texted her at 8:30, telling her which room I was in and how much I missed her. She said she knew and was thinking of me too. We texted each other flirtatiously, and before we knew it, it was time to leave work. I asked her if she should be here yet, but she didn't reply. Frustrated! I waited and waited, and she was supposed to arrive at 9:30, but she still hadn't come. She wasn't replying to my texts or answering my calls. I was so confused; had I been stood up? A few more minutes passed in frustration when the doorbell rang. I rushed to the door, looked through the peephole, and lo and behold, she was there. (A reminder: check the peephole before a date to avoid being tricked). I immediately welcomed her in. Upon closer inspection, wow, not bad at all. She was about 170cm tall, very slender, and very clean. Her outfit wasn't overly heavy, but it was very well done, with a touch of embellishment—elegant yet sexy. She seemed a little reserved when she came in, sitting on a chair by the desk with a KFC in her hand. She said she had just bought it for dinner and hadn't had time to reply to messages or answer the phone while buying KFC. She hoped I wouldn't mind, haha, since she was already here, of course a man should be generous.
I said, "We've already met, and you're still eating KFC? Let's go out for hot pot." She smiled and said she wasn't actually hungry anymore. I asked if she was thirsty, and she said a little. I quickly stood up to pour her some water and brought it to her. Taking this opportunity, I walked over and put my arm around her shoulder, which she didn't refuse. We smiled at each other, understanding each other perfectly. It was early winter, and the weather was quite nice, so she wasn't wearing many layers. When she bent over slightly, I could vaguely see her cleavage through her neckline. I was secretly pleased. I said, "You're much prettier than in the photos. I didn't expect you to be so beautiful. I'm so happy today!" "You're much more handsome than I imagined," she said, her face turning red. Seeing the time was right, I pulled her up, and she readily did. Hehe, I grabbed her and started kissing her. She hummed in response. Less than five minutes had passed since we left.
I kissed her cherry-like lips for about ten minutes, then started kissing her earlobes, because I know that's a sensitive area for most women. My hands moved from her waist to her chest, kissing her lips, her earlobes, and her neck. I could clearly hear her breathing become heavier, her eyes becoming hazy, and her cheeks burning. I knew the time was almost up, so slowly, slowly, I slipped my hands inside her clothes. She gestured slightly but then stopped, letting my right hand caress her breasts inside her clothes while my left hand slowly and forcefully slipped into her pants, vigorously kneading her buttocks—it felt really good. Suddenly, I lifted her up—not very heavy, probably around 95 pounds—and placed her on the edge of the bed. Lying on the bed, I continued to caress her. She twisted her waist and began to moan softly. I figured it was about time; my little brother had been pressing against her through her clothes for a while, so I slowly started to remove her clothes. She was quite cooperative while I was taking them off, and it was quick and easy. In the blink of an eye, only her little triangle was left—red lace. Hehe, so tempting! Just as I was about to remove the last piece of lace, she gave a token resistance, but I ignored it and continued to caress her through the lace. Soon, she started to become dazed, making incoherent noises. Slowly, the lace became wet, and finally, I could remove it. While I was removing her panties, she gave a token struggle.
The crucial moment, the exciting moment, had finally arrived. I saw her white, radiant body displayed before me. I quickly removed my own clothes and climbed on top of her. I kissed her all over, then touched her vulva with my fingers. The wetness increased even more; it was truly overflowing. It seemed she was really aroused. I kissed her vulva again—a thick forest of hair, forming an inverted triangle, her vulva still a tender, pink flower. Then she wrapped her arms around my neck, eager for pleasure. I figured I couldn't keep torturing this beauty like this, so I aimed my penis at her vagina and slowly inserted it.
"Ah..." she cried out, then looked at me lustfully and kissed me hard. She seemed to be enjoying it, so I pushed it in a little more. "Oh..." she cried out even louder, "Brother, slower, yours is too big
." (I chuckled. Men always have a bit of vanity. Hearing a beautiful woman praising her "talent" naturally made me happy. Actually, I don't think mine is the biggest; it's only about 19cm when erect, but according to relevant data, that length is considered quite good in Asia.) I thought, she's not a virgin anymore, she's a young woman, no need for such soft words. Suddenly, I got excited and started thrusting hard, each time going all the way in. At first, the beauty couldn't handle it, her mouth wide open, "Ah...oh...ya..." sounds coming from the bottom of her heart. Gradually, she started to adapt and enjoy it, and her moans became more excited. "Ah...ah...ah...ah...oh. Oh. Too deep." "Oh...oh...oh, it hurts..." "Ah, ah, ah, slower, oh no, faster, slower, faster, yes, like this, love me. Oh...oh. Husband." Oh, brother, I love you to death. Faster. Oh, oh ah..." *crackling sounds* After about 15 minutes of traditional sex, it felt too fast, I felt like I was going to ejaculate. No, I absolutely mustn't ejaculate. I have to hold it in and pull out. I said let's change positions. Upon hearing this, the beautiful woman exclaimed "Ah!" and immediately rolled over and crawled down. Hehe, that's the good thing about married women—they're experienced and don't need to be taught. It seems she wanted me to penetrate her from behind, which suited me perfectly. Taking advantage of those few seconds, I immediately thought of the Serie A match I'd just watched, then of Wong Fei-hung's Foshan Shadowless Kick, the Tiger-Crane Double Form, then of the Shaolin Vajra Cover, and then of Crayon Shin-chan. In that very short time, I thought of many unrelated things, and finally suppressed that urge, no longer wanting to ejaculate. I continued to find that little hole and thrust in hard. She exclaimed "Ah, Oh!" as mine went in more than halfway. She asked me, "Yours is so big! So amazing!" I said, "Is it as big as his (her husband's)?" "
Yes, much bigger than his, more powerful. Oh..." she said, bouncing back and forth as I thrust into her. I said again, "Then today I belong entirely to you, and you belong entirely to me. I want to make you feel good." "Mmm. Good... Oh."
"Oh! Oh!" Because of the brief adjustment and the stimulation from the words just now, I no longer consciously controlled the time. I grabbed her breasts with one hand; since it was a rear-entry position, her breasts looked even bigger when she was lying down. I grabbed her buttocks with the other hand and thrust hard, hearing the clear slapping sounds of flesh against flesh and the whooshing sounds of my penis going in and out. She was experiencing one orgasm after another. Sometimes I would look at my penis when I pulled it out; it was covered in her love juice. I became more and more excited.
After about ten more minutes of hard thrusting, I finally couldn't hold back and shot streams of hot semen inside her. She said, "Ah...oh."
She let out a few "Oh" sounds and lay down on the bed. I followed suit and lay on top of her, hugging her tightly, kissing her back, pinching her buttocks, and touching her vulva and pubic hair. After resting for a few minutes, she said she wanted to take a shower. I said okay and slowly took out my penis. She let out another loud "Oh." Hehe, it turned out my penis still had about 10cm left after ejaculating. She went to take a shower, naked from the waist down. The hotel bathroom and bed were separated by a large glass partition, and I lay on the bed continuing to watch her shower. Hehe. Awesome! When she was almost done, we went in together.
I continued to caress her, and she helped me rinse off, then rinsed my back, and said, "You're so naughty," before shyly running out. What could I do? I had to wash myself. When I came out after showering, she had already run to the other bed, crawled under the covers, and was smiling at me. When I looked at the bed where we had just made love, I noticed it was soaking wet. I laughed and said, "So much water!" Then I crawled under her covers and let her lie in my arms.
After resting for about half an hour, she said she was hungry. I suggested we go out to eat, but she said no, to save me money, and that she'd just eat the KFC I brought. I got out of bed and brought it to her, and she ate while watching TV, and I watched TV while touching her breasts.
After she finished eating, we continued our activities. Since it was the second time, I asked her to give me oral sex. She hesitated for a moment but then gave me a blowjob, though her technique seemed... Oh no, I guess she rarely does this at home, so I kept feeling her teeth touching my penis. I didn't press her, and we started going at it. This time we tried several positions, and combined with the previous time, it lasted longer, about 40 minutes. After we finished, she said she had to leave, but I tried to persuade her to stay. She hesitated for a moment, then called home and told her husband she was at a colleague's house and wouldn't be coming back. Her husband, being a bit dim-witted, agreed. While she was on the phone, I touched her breasts. After
hanging up, she laughed mischievously and said, "Are you satisfied now, you bad boy, hehe." I said, "Then tonight I'll be so bad you won't want to leave."
Then we rested for a bit and went at it again. We probably did it about four times that night. Every time, she said I brought her to orgasm.
The next day, when I woke up it was past 9 am, and she was lying naked in my arms. She suddenly asked me, "What's your name?" I was delighted. Turns out we still didn't know each other's names. Hehe.
So we introduced ourselves. As we talked, we got aroused again and started fighting. But I was quite hungry and tired this time, so I intentionally ejaculated after about 10 minutes, though very little. I couldn't help it, I didn't have enough ammunition. Then we washed up and went to eat. She went to work after dinner, while I went to a meeting.
After that, every time I went to Nanjing, I contacted her. Unless there were special circumstances, she would usually come to meet me, and we would have sex 3-5 times each time. (

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