Adultery turns into rape

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In March of this year, I was transferred from city D to city N for work, and my wife and I have been separated for over a year. During this time, I rented an apartment (sharing with another guy). One night, with nothing to do, I opened the "Shake" feature and suddenly connected with someone 8 kilometers away. The profile picture wasn't her, but I felt she would be a quiet girl, and quite young; later, it turned out my judgment was basically correct.

We exchanged pleasantries, and I saw her photo (because I could see it on her WeChat Moments). I don't know much about makeup, but in the photo on my phone, she was very pretty (at least an 85 out of 100). I couldn't see her chest. She had curly hair, and her eyes held a melancholic yet optimistic and alluring look, with slightly upturned lips (making me want to take a bite). Our first chat lasted until after 3 a.m., and I also showed her my photo. Later, I don't know how we arranged it, but we actually met in person.

We first met on March 23rd. I drove to pick her up from her workplace (about 5 kilometers from mine). She was wearing a white trench coat, about 164 cm tall, with skin that wasn't particularly fair, but she seemed to be three or four years younger than me (a comfortable age difference). We found a place to have dinner (during dinner, she was very talkative, and we chatted about our university days; I learned she was born in 1987, from Chaoyang, and graduated from N city). Then we planned to see a movie, but there weren't any good ones, so we decided to go shopping (just a stroll). She poured out her unhappiness. Apparently, after living with her ex-boyfriend, they were planning to get married. She had even used most of her savings to buy a house with him, but because of her mother-in-law, they didn't stay together. Moreover, although her boyfriend was somewhat skilled, he was irresponsible. He played video games all day, didn't do housework, and didn't care about her. We were both rather lonely people. In the chill of March, we walked along the riverside park for almost an hour, our hands unconsciously intertwined. The city lights shone brightly, beautiful yet tinged with melancholy. Two burning hearts, yearning to transcend morality, were about to collide, perhaps lacking only a spark… On the way back, the car stopped right in front of a bar, but I had no intention of going in. I wanted to warm her heart and take her straight home. She immediately told me, warily, “Don’t stop here, I’m not going.” On the road, traffic was heavy, and he talked about work, taking two work calls. A feeling of pity and sympathy welled up inside me. As she got out of the car, she gratefully said, “Thank you for such a wonderful night!” I smiled and said, “Get some rest.”

Unexpectedly, what happened next was something I hadn’t anticipated. We

quickly arrived at her apartment building. It was already past 11 pm, and the entire building was silent. I insisted on walking her upstairs. She refused, but wouldn't get out of the car, dawdling and making excuses. In the dark car, holding her soft little hand, I imagined the lewdness of having sex with her, and a surge of excitement coursed through me. I pulled her into my arms and began kissing her lips. She was initially reluctant, but because it was near her house, she didn't want to make too much noise. So, I held her soft, full body tightly in my arms. We gradually became more and more passionate. I couldn't resist any longer. I turned her around, pressed her down on the seat, raised her buttocks, lifted her skirt, and her full, white buttocks were facing me, her vagina opening and closing, her juices flowing freely. Heh, she liked this kind of illicit affair too. She resisted softly, and I lewdly said, "If you're not afraid of being heard, then shout." She indeed stopped making noise, but her movements remained intense. I didn't care about anything else, pulled out my penis, aimed at her vagina, and thrust in. Heh, perfect penetration. Her whole body quickly turned red, and beads of sweat appeared on her skin. "No...no..." Her moans grew louder, and she began to resist my "brutality," struggling to get up from under me. Afraid that her excitement would be overheard by those around us, I quickly pulled out her panties and stuffed them into her mouth. I then forcefully pressed her down, twisting one of her arms behind her back, straddling her buttocks, and putting all my weight on her. Even in the moonlight, I could see her eyes rolling back. Watching her so firmly under my control, being wantonly violated, filled me with excitement. Suddenly, my glans went numb, and without caring whether Ping beneath me was willing or not, I ejaculated all over her. The whole process lasted about 15 minutes. I released her, getting off her, while she lay slumped on the seat like a pile of flesh. The cushion beneath her was soaked with our sweat and my semen. I tried to help her up, but her face was already wet with tears and sweat. She whispered, "How could you do this? You're raping me!" I was stunned. "It can't be that bad, judging from your reaction, you seem to be enjoying it." She angrily sat up, pointed out the window, and said in a near-crying voice, "Get out of here. I don't want to see you again." I was shocked. I wanted to comfort her, but she was already agitated. "If you don't leave, I'll call for help." I knew I had made a mistake. I had mistaken an affair for rape. I was speechless. I offered a few words of comfort and slunk away.

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