Passionate encounter with a female colleague in a soft sleeper car

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Last week, headquarters suddenly called an emergency meeting, only notifying us late at night before the workday ended. The meeting involved two departments in our unit, and the company decided to send me and a female colleague from another department, buying us two lower berth tickets for soft sleeper trains.

The train arrived in our area around 8 PM. We boarded, and for some reason, there were very few people in the soft sleeper compartment that day. We were the only two in our compartment; the upper berth was empty. We sat and chatted for a while. This female colleague's department has a cooperative relationship with ours. She's 27 years old and not yet married, but she has a boyfriend. We usually get along well when we work together. She's pretty, just a little dark-skinned, and about 168cm tall. She asked me why there were so few people there. I said maybe they reserved tickets for the next station. We talked a lot about company matters and the meeting we'd be reporting on the next day. Before we knew it, we were chatting... It was almost midnight, and it was just the two of us on the train. I said, "It's probably just the two of us tonight. Who would get on a train in the middle of the night? Let's go to sleep." She agreed. I got up and locked the compartment door. As I locked it, I jokingly chuckled and said, "I'm really in luck now, sleeping with a beautiful woman." She laughed and said, "Look at you, so lewd." As she spoke, she took off her coat. It was winter, and she was wearing a sweater underneath. Then she unzipped her trousers in front of me and took them off. She was wearing thin fleece pants underneath. I asked, "Aren't you cold? You're wearing so little." She said, "It's okay. I'm wearing a cotton undershirt underneath." I took off my coat as well; I was wearing similar clothes to hers. She said, "You're not wearing much either." I replied, "I haven't even put on a cotton undershirt yet." She said men are just more resistant to the cold. Then she got up to go to the upper bunk to get a blanket and pillow. I saw a patch of her belly showing as she stretched upwards; it wasn't very white. I thought to myself, "This girl has a great figure, but her skin isn't very good." She quickly threw the blanket and pillow at me, made her bed, and crawled under the covers.

I said, "You go to sleep first; I'm going to the restroom." When I came back, I said, "This train is really advanced; the restroom even has hot water and toilet paper." She lay on the bed and asked me where the restroom was. I pointed to the back of the train. She said, "I'll go too." She got up and went out. After she left, I lay on the bed waiting for her to come back. After a while, she returned and said, "There really aren't many people here. I saw some carriages were completely empty." I said, "I've booked the whole carriage; it's just the two of us, isn't that great?" She said, "Really? You're really something." I locked the door again and told her I was turning off the light. She said okay, drew the curtains, got into bed, and I turned off the light. Listening to the clattering of the train, it was just the two of us in the dark carriage. After a while, I heard her say, "I can't sleep in a different place." I replied, "I can sleep anywhere, even if it's just a dog's bed." She laughed heartily. Her laughter was incredibly infectious in the darkness, and I chuckled a few times myself. I felt a surge of excitement, after all, being in such a space with a girl, but I really didn't dare. There's nothing particularly wrong with us. We usually exchange harmless jokes at work, and we get along fairly well. She's always been very respectful, addressing me as "brother" whenever we meet, and even bought my child something for Chinese New Year. I really don't want to get involved with a colleague. Being together at work all the time could lead to unwanted attention. And the main issue is that she's not married yet. But even if she were, what difference would it make? I overthink things. I'm the kind of person who's all talk and no action; I want to cheat but also want to get hurt. At this point, I'm even imagining... Should I refuse her if she takes the initiative, or not? I think it would be best if she did, then I could be a "no-initiative, no-refusal, no-responsibility" man. But she didn't take the initiative, so I could only chat with her, about everything under the sun, until I fell asleep without realizing it. I was woken up when the train conductor called to exchange tickets in the morning. I opened the door, and the conductor had finished exchanging tickets and left. I saw her lying on the bed, staring at me with wide eyes, saying, "You slept so soundly. I didn't sleep a wink all night." I said, "Were you worried?" She laughed and said, "What's there to worry about? You..." "What do you want to do?" I asked. "It's too late to do anything," she said. "The train has arrived. Get up quickly." After she got up, she put on her pants and zipped them up under my watchful gaze. I can still hear the sound of her zipper. She then went to the bathroom to wash her face quickly.

We waited for the train to arrive, got off, and took a taxi to the hotel where the meeting was being held. We checked in, and the conference organizers gave us two rooms to rest. Breakfast was at 8 am, and the meeting started at 9 am. We then parted ways. The meeting lasted all day, with colleagues all together. We stayed at the hotel again that night and took a bus home the next day. Back at work, we didn't tell our colleagues that we were the only two staying in the same train compartment. We still saw each other at work sometimes, but it was the same as before. She was indifferent to me; we went back to being just ordinary colleagues. These past few days, I've been thinking about this. I can't believe we did anything that night. Otherwise, all the things I read online about colleagues having one-night stands on trains or having romantic encounters on trains are just bullshit, just sexual fantasies. But I kept replaying the image of her exposed belly and her alluring laughter in the darkness in my mind. I knew I'd never have another chance like this, but I didn't regret it.

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