Having an affair with the company commander's wife

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That was during my second year of service. The company commander's house was being renovated, and our platoon leader, trying to curry favor, ordered a platoon of soldiers to do free labor. It involved carrying scrap materials down from the upper floor and hauling cement and sand back up. There was no skill involved, just heavy lifting. In the scorching summer sun, it was too strenuous, so we worked at dusk. Even then, we were drenched in sweat, the sweat streaming down our tanned, muscular backs, contrasting beautifully with our young, energetic faces. I wonder if that scene would make any woman's heart flutter.
And my story with Sister Ming began with an unexpected event on that sweltering evening. The other comrades were downstairs drinking beverages. I struggled up to the fourth floor, carrying the last bag of sand. Sister Ming quickly came to my side, offering to help me take the sandbag down, saying, "Oh, Xiao Guan, you've all worked so hard. I'm so sorry!"
I didn't have the energy to be polite with her; I just wanted to put down the sandbag, which weighed more than a thousand pounds. But my movement was a bit too forceful, and Sister Ming reached out to catch it. The downward momentum of the sandbag pulled her body down, causing her to take a step back. Unfortunately, she tripped on the wooden plank behind her. Since the space was already small, she fell backward rapidly. I quickly reached out to grab her, and I managed to pull her up, but my exhausted legs wouldn't obey me, and I was pulled down with her, landing heavily on Sister Ming. I heard the sound of her head hitting the ground. Believe it or not, things sometimes happen by chance. When Ming's sister-in-law fell, her clothes ripped open with a loud tear in the back. We scrambled to our feet, and she clutched the back of her head, still a little dizzy. I quickly went behind her to check if she was hurt, but what I saw was her pink bra. The torn clothes couldn't really cover anything. This was a house under renovation, and it was summer, so there was no change of clothes. My first thought was to close the front door. Then I took off my sweat-soaked shirt from my waist and awkwardly handed it to her. Ming's sister-in-law hesitated for a moment but took it anyway. By then, I had already scrambled downstairs.
As I went downstairs, I started to recall those few blissful seconds when I was on top of Ming's sister-in-law. I could clearly feel her soft breasts, her flat stomach, her fair neck, and her prominent pubic bone. Even after we got up, although we didn't say anything, her flushed face and wandering eyes were still so alluring. At that moment, I didn't even realize she was the company commander's wife, not that young woman nine years older than me. That evening, my comrades and I were exhausted, but I was hoping to come back and help again.
Two days passed, and nothing happened. In the afternoon, I was doing giant swings on the horizontal bar when, out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of a familiar, slender figure walking towards me. I pretended not to see her and spun around three more times before stopping. I jumped off the bar and found myself standing opposite Sister Ming. I rubbed my hands and said, "You're here, sister-in-law?
Is your head alright?"
Sister Ming's face flushed, and she replied, "Yeah, it's fine, just a bump. Um... I washed your clothes and brought them to you. Xiao Zhao said you were here." As she handed me a paper bag, I don't know what I was thinking when I grabbed Ming's hand, then quickly let go, pretending it was just an accident. Ming's wife paused for a moment, then smiled, revealing two dimples, and uttered three words: "Little brat." At that moment, I felt my bones melt. If it weren't broad daylight, if we weren't in a military camp, I don't know what I would have done. It wasn't until Ming's wife had walked more than ten meters away that I called out, "Thank you, sister-in-law."
For the next eight months, we didn't have a chance to see each other. After all, this was the military, an almost entirely male world, and there were no female soldiers here. Although I still harbored fantasies about Ming's wife, they were all worn down by the heavy daily training. Until my last year of service, things took a dramatic turn. I was transferred to drive a car for a leader. Although the Santana wasn't a high-end car, it was still more comfortable than the monotonous training. All I had to do was serve the leaders. It was
March, just after the Spring Festival. The military region organized a training course, and Company Commander Ming, who was now a deputy battalion commander, attended with the battalion commander for 15 days.
One day, I was wiping the car when my phone rang (don't be surprised, drivers are allowed cell phones).
It was Company Commander Ming. He asked me, "Xiao Guan, do you have anything planned for Saturday? Does the leadership need a car?"
I replied, "Probably not. The leader is out of town, and I'm free. Is there anything I can do for you?" Company Commander
Ming sighed in relief and said, "Well, your wife wants to go to Majia Village the day after tomorrow. Would it be convenient for you to give her a ride? If so, I'll give you her number so you can contact her."
My heart skipped a beat, and I readily agreed. I got Ming's wife's number but didn't call her immediately. I waited until evening to call her. "Hello? Sister-in-law? This is Xiao Guan, Guan Peng. The company commander said you're going to Majia Village on Saturday. What time should I pick you up?"
After setting the time, I anxiously awaited Saturday's arrival.
At 2 PM, I knocked on Company Commander Ming's door, two hours earlier than planned. Luckily, Sister-in-law Ming had just finished showering; her hair was still damp when she opened the door. The house was wonderfully warm, and I wasn't dressed warmly enough for the drive. Sister-in-law Ming looked at me with some surprise, rubbing her hair with a towel as she asked, "Didn't we agree on 4 PM? Why are you here so early?"
I smiled awkwardly, "Oh, nothing, I didn't have anything to do. The company commander isn't here, I just wanted to see if you had any chores to do." My face was definitely red after saying that, because even I didn't believe my own lie. Sister-in-law Ming didn't seem to mind, just glanced at me sideways and pointed to the sofa for me to sit on. After sitting for
a while, I stood up and said, "Sister-in-law, can I use your bathroom?"
"Sure, sure, the light's on the left."
I opened the door, went into the bathroom, and closed it. Suddenly, Sister-in-law Ming exclaimed from outside: "Oh dear!"
Immediately afterward, my sister-in-law turned off the bathroom light from the outside. Confused, I kept asking, "Huh?
What's going on?"
She paused for a moment, then said, "I'll turn the light back on for you, but don't look around!"
When the light came back on, I saw my sister-in-law's bra and panties, which she had just taken off after showering, draped over a small shelf next to the bathtub. There were yellowish-white stains on the panties. My penis immediately sprang to life.
Everyone has probably fantasized about women's underwear, but the object of my fantasy stood just outside the door, and she knew perfectly well that I had seen her most mysterious and private parts. Because my penis was too hard, I couldn't urinate. I waited about 5 minutes before coming out of the bathroom. For some reason, I suddenly had the idea to tease Sister-in-law Ming. I took out her underwear, walked out of the bathroom, opened my arms, and said in a serious tone, "Sister-in-law, you forgot something in there." Sister-in-law Ming was both embarrassed and anxious. She snatched the small piece of cloth and said, "Didn't I tell you not to look around? You little brat!
This doesn't look like a 28-year-old woman at all; she's clearly a young girl in love." I was getting excited when she turned around and went into the inner room. Then I heard the sound of the door locking from the inside, and I heard her voice through the door: "Wait a moment, I'll change my clothes. Let's go buy some things first, and then go straight to Majia Village." At 4 pm, after buying the things, we drove out of the city and headed straight for Majia Village.
On the way, I learned what she was going to do. It turned out that she had heard in the army that Company Commander Ming was over 30 and still childless. Everyone said it was because he was impotent, and some said it was because his wife had problems. But now I learned that neither of them had any problems, they just couldn't get pregnant. This trip to Majia Village was to see a fortune teller who was said to be very accurate. Even many officials in the city went there for guidance, the highest being a department-level official. Ming's wife was going there because she heard it from another officer's wife. While kissing her firm breasts, I wondered if I should give her oral sex. Then a bold idea popped into my head. Based on Company Commander Ming's personality, I was 100% sure they wouldn't have very romantic sex. Why not give her a sex experience she'd never forget? With that thought, I took a small step back and touched the edge of her pajama pants with both hands. She instinctively pulled at them first, then obediently lifted her buttocks. After I completely disarmed her, she pressed her hands against the pubic hair between her legs, trying to cover her breasts as well. But a person only has two hands, and her action of pressing down on her genitals ended up squeezing her breasts. She urged me to turn off the light with infinite shyness, but I was already kneeling between her legs again, kissing her breasts, navel, and lower abdomen. As I slid down to her thick pubic hair, she nervously grabbed my face and said, "No, Guan'er, it's dirty."
I grabbed her hands and placed them on either side of her body, then vigorously shaved her pubic hair with my stubble. Her legs suddenly stiffened, and I felt pressure from both sides of my cheeks. I used my shoulders to spread her legs and completely took her pubic area into my mouth. Her body trembled violently twice, she bit her lip tightly, and let out a whimper like a mother animal. After a day's drive, and in winter, her genitals had a slight odor, but it wasn't pungent; it only fueled my animalistic desires. I stuck out my tongue and tasted her petals loudly, while gently inserting and removing my right index finger, occasionally scratching her anus with my little finger. Each time I scratched there, she would tremble spasmodically. Her vagina was completely erect. I gently bit it with my teeth and swirled my tongue around it. She seemed to really be unable to bear it; her legs clamped together more and more tightly. I stood up, took off my coat, and kicked off my pants. Standing in front of her, my penis wasn't very big, only 1... 5 centimeters, but by this time her eyes were wide open in anger, throbbing. I leaned forward, cupped her cheeks with both hands, and pulled her down to my crotch. She seemed to resist a little, but after hesitating for a moment, she opened her mouth and took it in. It's safe to say that she definitely didn't, or rarely did, perform oral sex on
Company Commander Ming. Because, following the GPS directions, we quickly arrived at Majia Village. After knocking on the door and explaining our purpose, I sat with my sister-in-law in the living room. She seemed a little nervous because the room was filled with incense smoke, and the music of monks chanting sutras could be heard from the inner room (now I know it was the Great Compassion Mantra). After waiting for about 40 minutes, an old lady came out of the house. After coming out, she kept turning back to thank me. Then, on the incense burner in the living room, she placed 500 yuan under the incense burner and kept thanking me as she walked out the door. At this time, a middle-aged woman called Sister-in-law Ming to come in. I also wanted to go in and see, but the woman blocked me and said: "Young man, you have imperial aura, it's not convenient for you to go in. Sit outside for a while." It turned out I was wearing a military uniform, which is called "carrying imperial aura," hehe. I had no choice but to sit down again. About an hour later, my sister-in-law came out, clutching something in her hand. She very devoutly offered incense at the Buddhist shrine, kowtowed, and finally left a 500 yuan deposit. I just found it both funny and amusing.
By the time we left Majia Village, it was completely dark. I suggested we go get gas first. After we filled up, my sister-in-law insisted on paying for the gas. I repeatedly explained that the government would pay for it, but she wouldn't listen. We started arguing at the gas station. She took money out of the inside pocket of her leather coat to give to me, and I tried to push her hand back until the back of my hand was pressed tightly against her breast. Only then did she give me a disapproving look and take her wallet back.
Along the way, we chatted and listened to music. I complimented her on her good fortune, her husband's good luck, and so on. But every time I mentioned Company Commander Ming, she would sigh, intentionally or unintentionally. I noticed this very clearly, and my heart pounded as I thought about how to continue our conversation, how to tease her in a slightly excessive but not inappropriate way… I deliberately brought up the topic of having children, pretending to ask all sorts of questions, like where the baby was born and whether there was a problem with the birth control pills she had taken. When I asked if their sex positions were incorrect, Sister-in-law Ming fell silent. I knew I had gone too far.
After about 20 minutes, when we were about 40 kilometers from the city, the car entered a poplar grove. Suddenly, Sister-in-law Ming said, “Xiao Guan, can we stop for a bit? I need to use the restroom.”
Without turning my head, I said, "We'll be there in 20 minutes," but then I slammed on the brakes and stopped. I knew this was an opportunity. Sister-in-law Ming seemed to be getting impatient, but she didn't dare go too far into the woods. She wanted me to come with her, but she knew something was wrong. I lit a cigarette and followed her slowly, about ten meters away. She told me to turn around, but I just kept staring at her.
She really seemed to be unable to hold back. I watched her unbuckle her belt, pull down her pants, and squat down. Then I heard the sound of running water. At that moment, I decided I had to get with Sister-in-law Ming—today!
A little while later, Sister-in-law Ming returned. I unbuckled my pants in front of her and relieved myself against a tree. Sister-in-law Ming didn't look away; she just quickly got into the car. This time, she sat in the passenger seat.
I got in, asked for bottled water to wash my hands, started the engine, and continued driving. Neither of us spoke. Suddenly, I said, "Can you drive, Sister-in-law?"
She replied that she wouldn't. I grabbed her hand and placed it on the gearshift, then said, "Let me teach you how to shift gears. This is 4th gear, this is 5th gear, this is..." As expected, my sister-in-law didn't resist, letting me hold her small hand and move it around the gearshift. After a while, I pulled her hand to my right thigh. She remained sitting silently. I turned my head to look at her and found that her eyes were closed, seemingly asleep. I was even happier, knowing that she was avoiding embarrassment. Since you're pretending to be asleep, then I'll pretend you're asleep. I slowly pulled her hand down to between my legs, where a large tent had already formed. I could clearly feel her... My hand trembled slightly, my breath quickened, and she shifted slightly to the right. I wasn't about to let her go so easily, so I pulled her back. When I turned to look at her again, she was staring at me with wide eyes, a mixture of anger and resentment, muttering, "You little brat." I couldn't control myself anymore. I leaned in and gave her a quick, light kiss. She didn't flinch, but sat up straight, pulled her hand away, and said, "Drive carefully." Twenty minutes later, the car pulled up in front of her apartment building. We sat in the car for about three minutes without saying a word until she finally spoke: "Thank you, Xiao Guan. It's getting late, so I won't invite you up." Then she pushed open the door to leave.
I knew in my heart that the opportunity was right in front of me. Guan Peng, if you're a man, seize it! Otherwise, you're a coward. Thinking this, I quickly said, "Sister-in-law, I'm hungry. Shall we go out and get something to eat?"
Sister-in-law Ming stood by the car door, staring at me for a few seconds, seemingly making a crucial decision. Suddenly, she let out a long sigh and said, "Why don't you get in? I'll make you some noodles." I quickly agreed, and she opened the car door again. Looking down at the ground, she said, "Park your car in the parking lot outside the complex..." I didn't understand why, but suddenly my heart skipped a beat. My car had a military license plate, and many military families lived here; you could tell whose car it was just by the license plate. Her telling me to park further away—wasn't this a sign that something was definitely going to happen today?
When I knocked on Ming's door again, she had changed into her pajamas. They weren't very thin, but they were quite revealing. She was chatting with me while cooking noodles. I went into the kitchen and stopped behind her. We were incredibly close, but I didn't touch her. She clearly knew I was behind her, but she just stirred the noodles in the pot. I slowly pressed my lower body against her buttocks. A round, firm feeling quickly spread throughout my body. She didn't flinch, but just kept stirring. I followed the rhythm of her stirring the noodles, drawing circles on her buttocks with my hard penis. Then I took my hands out of my pockets and placed them on her thighs, rubbing them up and down, then slowly moving them forward. I lowered my head, brushed her hair aside with my nose, and smelled her neck. She seemed ticklish and flinched, but finally didn't move. So, I slowly embraced her, placed my hands on her flat stomach, and kissed her neck, cheeks, and shoulders little by little. I held her waist and turned her face away. She seemed afraid to look at me, and immediately leaned her face against my chest. I could feel her face burning hot, and her breath was heavy with heat. I grabbed both of her hands with my left hand and pulled them behind her back, then lifted her chin with my right hand. I looked at her, and she looked at me. Her breathing was rapid. I used my thumb and forefinger to grasp her cheeks, causing her lips to purse forward. I kissed her without hesitation. She didn't struggle, but responded passionately. Our tongues intertwined, and I rubbed her smooth back with my hands. At that moment, only one thought occupied my mind: I'd go all out!
I reached out and turned off the gas behind her, letting the noodles go to hell. We kissed passionately. I wanted to drag her into the bedroom, but she refused. I guessed she didn't want to be violated by me in their bedroom. So we sat down on the sofa in the living room. Although I was only 20 years old at the time, I would say I was already a very experienced old hand. I didn't rush to attack and take her over. Instead, I knelt in front of her. She sat on the sofa, and I took off her pajamas. She was half-naked, shyly hugging her chest. I first buried my head in her chest, breathing heavily between her breasts, rubbing my nose and face against her already hard nipples, gently biting them. She passionately hugged my head, resting her chin against my forehead.
While kissing her firm breasts, I wondered if I should give her oral sex. Then a bold idea popped into my head. Based on Company Commander Ming's personality, I was 100% sure they wouldn't have very romantic sex. Why not give her a sex experience she'd never forget? With that thought, I took a small step back and touched the edge of her pajama pants with both hands. She instinctively pulled at them first, then obediently lifted her buttocks. After I completely disarmed her, she pressed her hands against the pubic hair between her legs, trying to cover her breasts as well. But a person only has two hands, and her action of pressing down on her genitals ended up squeezing her breasts. She urged me to turn off the light with infinite shyness, but I was already kneeling between her legs again, kissing her breasts, navel, and lower abdomen. As I slid down to her thick pubic hair, she nervously grabbed my face and said, "No, Guan'er, it's dirty."
I grabbed her hands and placed them on either side of her body, then used my stubble to vigorously shave her pubic hair. Her legs suddenly stiffened, and I felt pressure from both sides of my cheeks. I used my shoulders to spread her legs apart and opened my mouth to completely engulf her tender spot. Her body trembled violently twice, she bit her lip tightly, and let out a whimper like a female beast. After a day's drive, and in winter, her genitals had a slight odor, but it wasn't pungent; instead, it aroused my animalistic instincts even more. I stuck out my tongue and tasted her petals with loud noises, while gently inserting and removing my right index finger, occasionally scratching her anus with my little finger. Every time I scratched there, she would tremble spasmodically. Her little rabbit was completely erect. I gently bit it with my teeth and kept swirling my tongue around it. She seemed to really not be able to take it anymore, and her legs clamped together more and more tightly.
I stood up, took off my coat and pants, and stood in front of her. My penis wasn't very big, only 15 centimeters, but it was already throbbing and erect. I leaned over, cupped her cheeks with both hands, and pulled it down to my groin. She seemed to resist a little, but after hesitating for a moment, she opened her mouth and took it in. I can say with certainty that she had never, or rarely, performed oral sex on Company Commander Ming, because she was too unprofessional. She just mechanically moved her hands and feet, without any tongue or hand movements, and certainly not like my girlfriend who would rub my testicles while performing oral sex. It was a bit boring. I pulled Sister-in-law Ming, who was kneeling on the ground, up and laid her on the sofa. She closed her eyes, her face flushed, and softly said, "Come on." That phrase, "Come on," has stayed with me to this day. Whenever I recall that night, that phrase becomes the classic image of that night: an officer's wife and an officer's soldier, naked and entwined, a forbidden beauty that is hard to forget. I didn't use my hands to guide her, just a gentle push, and my little brother found the entrance to her wetness, but only half of the glans was inside. I was enjoying this moment too much and didn't want it to end too quickly, so I only went in inch by inch and came out inch by inch, rubbing against her little rabbit after I came out, then I went in again and pulled out again. After a few minutes, she finally seemed unable to resist the teasing, her body sank down, and she grabbed my lower back with both hands...
I was fully inside her, and she let out a soft gasp. At this moment, I had no interest in being gentle with her anymore. I thrust my spear fast and fast, like a storm, pounding into her lower body. The place where we were joined was wet, and every contact splashed water. She grabbed my upper arms with both hands, her neck tilted back, and she bit her lip hard to keep herself from making a sound. After about a dozen thrusts, she was pushed from one end of the sofa to the other. Taking advantage of this opportunity, I stood up and forced her to kneel on the sofa. She obeyed. Like a little deer, she knelt down, reached out to hold my big gun, and thrust in again. I didn't grab her buttocks too hard, after all, leaving fingerprints wasn't a good thing. I just grabbed her waist and thrust in and out, sweat was already blocking my eyes. I wiped it away, looked down at my cock going in and out, flipping her tender pink vulva in and out, and felt a real sense of accomplishment. I was fucking my company commander's wife, and right there in his house, right under his photo, which made me even more crazy. After thrusting in and out
hard more than 100 times, I turned her over again. I'm not a man who likes women to take the initiative, nor do I like the woman-on-top position, so I had her lie on her side on the carpet, her legs together on one side, her vulva exposed like an abalone. I held her right hip bone, spread her legs wide, lowered my cock, and thrust in. Her vagina was still a muddy mess. After only a few thrusts, I realized my knees... The inside of her genitals was chafing painfully, so I had her lie face down on the carpet. I sat on her buttocks like a horse, then inserted my penis at a 45-degree angle. This position certainly wouldn't allow for deep penetration, but unexpectedly, it brought her to orgasm. I kissed her smooth, snow-white back while moving back and forth, watching her little buttocks change shape as I squeezed them, feeling incredibly satisfied.
A moment later, I flipped her over, pressing us tightly together. Her legs were pressed together, while mine were spread wide, our pubic hair rubbing against each other. I reached under her armpits and grabbed her shoulders, and she clung tightly to my neck. Right there on the carpet, without any cushioning, I pounded into her with my eight-pack abs. After dozens of thrusts, I growled like a wild beast: "Baby…baby…it's coming!!! It's coming!!!"
She, in a daze of passion, cried out: "Give it to me! Give it to me!! I want it, shoot it in me, shoot it in me!"
Three seconds later, like a flash flood, I convulsed seven or eight times before collapsing limply onto her, feeling her vagina slowly squeezing my penis out. She really was like an older sister, lovingly stroking me and softly murmuring, "Little brat, I gave it my all."
I lay there helplessly for five minutes before reluctantly getting up. We both laughed; our sweat had even formed a small puddle on her chest.
We took a shower together and ate the noodles that had turned to mush. That... We made love twice more that night, and she genuinely begged for mercy. I was truly exhausted. And so, the seed planted almost a year ago finally sprouted.
Then, during my last year of military service, we took every opportunity to make love passionately again, until I was discharged and left S city, ending the relationship. Even so, in the first year after my discharge, I would still go back to see her, have meals, and make love. The most beautiful thing about this relationship was that we loved each other, yet tacitly refrained from making demands and tried our best to maintain a normal relationship.
Now, time flies, and she has finally had her baby, just as she wished. We have gradually lost contact, but in the course of my life, Sister Ming will always be a woman I will never forget—a woman who had an affair yet remained kind and innocent.

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