During the National Day holiday, they indulged in unrestrained behavior through exposure.

After the pandemic, the anticipated recovery and increased consumption didn't materialize. Business is tough, payments are slow, and the endless work is driving even someone like me, who once loved my job, to the brink of collapse. Watching my boss shamelessly announce that overtime will be the norm until the end of the year and demand everyone work together to overcome the difficulties, I'm utterly exasperated. Damn it, when we're making a fortune, he never gives us a raise, but now that things are tough, he expects us to remember his kindness. I've thought about it for ages, but I can't think of any kind of kindness. Turns out, all that hard work was for that hefty year-end bonus, but it looks like that's going to be a long shot; it's most likely gone. I really want to smash my water glass over his head. Thinking about all my business trips this year, I haven't had a single day off—it's been so unfair! The thought of having to work overtime even during the holidays is completely draining my last bit of energy.
All afternoon, one question kept running through my mind: What is the purpose of human life?
So, after calming myself down, I resolutely went to my boss's office and asked for a holiday during the National Day holiday. My reason was simple: I had barely rested since May Day, and my frequent flyer miles had already exceeded 100,000. I thought my boss would try to negotiate, and I was mentally prepared to work a day during the holiday. Unexpectedly, after looking at my application and hearing my reasons, my boss immediately agreed. His perpetually unchanging face showed a rare hint of guilt, saying that I really deserved a rest, and even generously asked if I had decided where to go and if I wanted the company to help book the flights and hotels. Still angry, I said, "No need, the company is facing difficulties, I don't want to trouble you." My boss paused, noticing my tone was off, and smiled, saying, "How about this, after the holiday, you fill out a form for the hotel and flights, and go through the finance department according to the business trip standards."
This time, I was at a loss for words. After a few seconds of hesitation, seeing that he was starting to focus on the computer, I thanked him and turned to leave. Back in my office, sitting in my chair, a sudden, inexplicable sadness welled up inside me. I had thought I'd have an eight-day vacation, which I would be happy about, at least feel relaxed. But when the longer-than-expected vacation arrived, I couldn't feel excited. Instead, a feeling of sadness and loneliness locked me in. My parents were abroad, and my best friend had gone back to her hometown to spend the holiday with her parents. The thought of being alone in the big house after I got home filled me with unbearable sadness, even a sense of fear.
I spent the entire afternoon in this state of dejection and despondency; my mood was absolutely terrible. As everyone started leaving get off work one after another, I left the company like a zombie. I had no desire to go out, so I went straight home. Exhausted, I had no appetite whatsoever. After a hot shower, I crawled into bed. I wonder if anyone else has this feeling: when you're really tired and want to rest, you end up lying in bed unable to sleep. That's exactly what happened to me; I tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep. I randomly turned on the TV and flipped through channels. Just as I was feeling utterly bored, my phone suddenly rang. I saw it was a video call from my best friend. I snuggled naked under the covers and answered the call.
On the other end of the phone was my best friend's excited face. Seeing me lying in bed, she asked why I was resting so early. Before I could answer, she excitedly introduced me to her friends beside her. I greeted them politely and asked where she was. She said she had just finished eating and was shopping with her friends, and they were going to karaoke later. For some reason, seeing her excited expression and the lively atmosphere, and thinking about my own situation at home alone, the loneliness I had just suppressed suddenly exploded. My heart ached terribly, and I couldn't control my emotions anymore; tears instantly filled my eyes. I forced my head to turn away and said, "You guys have fun, I'm a little tired, I'm going to rest."
My best friend noticed something was wrong, so she took her phone and walked a few steps to the side, away from the crowd, and asked, "What's wrong? Are you feeling down?" Her question only made me break down. Tears welled up in my eyes, and I kept wiping them away, not saying a word. Seeing this, my friend became anxious and quickly asked, "What's wrong?" I calmed myself down and said, "Nothing, I just feel so lonely. It's okay, you guys have fun, I'll be fine in a bit."
My best friend said, "Lonely? No way, you're such a beauty, how could you be lonely?" Seeing me staring at her without saying a word, she grinned and said, "It's such a waste of your resources to be lonely. Why don't you find two handsome guys to keep you company? I guarantee you won't be lonely." Then, her usual lecherous expression appeared on her face.
"Get out of here." I spat at her.
"Still pretending? Still pretending?" My best friend continued, "Just find one like that club we went to last time, I guarantee you'll be dead meat." She even made a disgusting gesture with her hand. Hearing her say that, I suddenly remembered that time we went to that club last year. Instantly, a series of lewd and chaotic scenes flashed before my eyes; that unforgettable carnal pleasure and the ultimate emotional shock hit me like bullets, instantly igniting the desires suppressed deep within me. I instinctively glared at her and then yelled, "Get up! What are you thinking about all day long?"
Seeing that I was in a better mood, my best friend grinned mischievously and said, "What I'm thinking doesn't matter at all. What I want to know right now is what you're thinking! Want to get inside? Hurry up and let me see, are you horny?" "Get lost, you're the one who's horny!" I rolled my eyes at her, then pulled the blanket tighter around myself. Seeing this, my best friend took her phone and went to a less crowded area, saying lecherously, "Hurry up and take it off, let me see just how wanton you are! Hurry up, I'm in a rush."
By this time, I was already aroused by her words. Seeing that there was no one else around, I spat out "you pervert!" and then brazenly pulled back the covers, revealing my naked body. My breasts, waist, vulva, and buttocks appeared in the video. Immediately, my best friend's slightly suppressed yet incredibly exaggerated voice came through the phone: "Damn it, you slut, video chatting with me naked, aren't you ashamed?"
At that moment, I was no longer lonely or sad; I had completely entered a state of debauchery. I didn't speak, one hand holding my phone, the other roaming over my body. One moment I was kneading my breasts and nipples, the next I was rubbing my vulva and clitoris, moaning seductively, constantly teasing my best friend's senses. For a full five minutes, my best friend didn't say a word, just staring blankly. Finally, when I showed the camera my fingers, which were still showing signs of pain, my best friend blurted out angrily, then cursed, "You bastard, I can't stand watching you! You're lonely because you brought it on yourself. Go find a guy, a guy with a big dick, I'll fuck you to death. One isn't enough, two will do. Don't ruin my life anymore!"
Seeing her flushed face, her expression one of uncontrollable desire, I immediately pictured her in the club, sandwiched between men, looking utterly wanton. An uncontrollable surge of pleasure welled up inside me, and I burst into uncontrollable laughter. I had been holding my phone at first, but it slipped off and fell onto the bed. With the laughter, a long-suppressed negative emotion was completely released, leaving me feeling incredibly comfortable. After resting on the bed for a while, I regained my senses, feeling refreshed and relaxed. Picking up my phone again, I discovered the video call had ended. There was only one message from her: "You slut, I'll deal with you when I get back."
I laughed and tossed my phone aside, ignoring it. I got up and started drying my hair and putting on makeup. She was right; I brought this on myself. Why be alone? Why not find some fun? Looking at my alluring body and beautiful face in the mirror, I almost cried at how stupid I'd been for wallowing in self-pity.
打定主意后，我不再犹豫，先是化了个略微浓的眼妆，又将头发夹成大波浪。真空套了条黑色的吊带短裙，蹬了一双半高跟的瓢鞋，又在外面披了件蛋黄色的风衣，直接出门了。
此时是晚上九点多，外面的天气已经有些微凉了。秋风从风衣下摆钻了进去，润物细无声地侵略着里面这具赤裸且火热的肉体。坏坏的微风吹过腿根儿，不时地轻抚着湿润的小妹妹，带来了令我颤抖的思思凉意。我不由自主地打了个冷颤，心想，我这是要干嘛？要疯吗？我不应该这样啊。作为女性的矜持和自爱都哪里去了？我穿成这样，像个小姐似的，和我这个工作的身份也太反差了吧？这要是让同事或者朋友看到，该怎么办呢？我会不会社死呀？
人其实是很奇怪的动物，心里想的是一种，实际行为却是另一种。此时的我就是这样，虽然，心里很矛盾，很想做个乖乖女，很想做个淑女。可实际上，我的脚下一刻没停，不但没有回家，而且直奔停车场。上车，开车，驶出小区，一气呵成，并没有丝毫停顿。也许，这就是身体比思想更诚实吧。
我漫无目的地开着车，解开风衣，降下车窗，欣赏着魔都梦幻般的夜景。晚风透过车窗吹进车内，吹乱了我的秀发，轻抚着睡衣下的肉体。这微冷的风，不但没能让我心中的欲火减弱半分，反而更加躁动不安。眼前不时闪现着肉欲淫靡的混乱场面，让我呼吸渐渐急促，一只手先是横在胸前，悄悄地捏弄着早就硬挺的乳头后，后来就本能地探到了腿间，在湿润不已的肉缝上来回滑动挤压着。渐渐地，这种强度的揉搓抚摸已经不能满足我了，我需要更加强烈的感官刺激。
我一边开着车，一边从包包里将跳弹拿了出来。比鹌鹑蛋大一点，淡粉色，椭圆形，无线，手机app控制的。这款比较小巧，能完全放进去，在外面看不出来。振动强劲，但声音不大，是我和闺蜜都喜欢的一款。只是平时用时，为了卫生都套个套子，而此时我已经顾不了了，拿出来直接塞了进去。微微适应了一下后，就开了机。
这种震动连绵不绝，时轻时重，带来的快感，令人窒息。我不但要忍耐肉体上传来的刺激，还要分神控制车辆。这种欲罢不能的感觉，仿佛毒品似的，让人又爱又怕又上瘾。以至于有两次差点出事故。所以，很快，我第一次高潮就到了。随着刻骨铭心的那个点被摧毁后，一股黏黏的水水，就从下体不受控制的涌了出来。我竭尽全力地控制着颤抖的身体和不时开合的双腿，以及几欲拱起的腰身，将车勉强停在路边，用尽最后一丝力气抽了几张纸垫在了跨间后，就力竭地趴在方向盘上了，一边压制呻吟一边大口喘气，体会着要命的快感。
不知过了多久，依旧飘在云端不愿落地的我，被一个声音给拉回现实。
小姐姐，你这是怎么了，不舒服吗？我本能地抬头一看，车窗外，站着一个学生模样的男孩儿，个子不高，戴个眼镜，但挺阳光的。背着书包，穿着校服，上面的文字显示是一所高中。我下意识地回道，没事，有点不太舒服。男孩儿说，要是不舒服就别开车了。姐姐你喝酒了吗？我闻听一愣，说道，没有啊。他说，你脸好红啊，像喝酒了，喝酒别开车啊，太危险了……
他后续的话我并没有听进去，因为，我无意中发现他的目光一直有意无意地扫向我的胸前和大腿。我意识到了可能自己走光了，所以借着整理头发的机会，瞄了一眼。才发现，丢大人了。我的风衣扣子是解开的，里面就是一条黑色吊带睡裙，刚才一顿搓弄，靠窗的一侧吊带已经滑落，一只奶子已经暴露了大部分，乳头都若隐若现。而下面更糟糕，本就短小的裙子，已经缩在腿根儿上，湿润光滑的小妹妹就那么暴露着，原本跨间的那几张纸早就被水水浸透了，泥泞的不成样子。
知道自己被看光了，处于兴奋状态的我，没有丝毫的羞耻和惊慌，反而觉得刺激和兴奋。尤其是看到他裆部的隆起后，我决定再逗逗小男孩儿。于是，就坐在车里，和小男孩，闲聊了起来。我看了一下表，不到五分钟，小男孩儿的名字，年龄，学校，家庭住址就都知道了。我也变换了下坐姿，双腿稍微分开了一些，让他看的更清楚。等到实在没啥可问的后，我找了个借口，驾车离开了。从后视镜里，我清楚地看到，男孩儿一直在盯着我的车看，直到我转完看不见为止。
这次的露出，让我感觉超好，下面又流了不少。虽然肉体上没有什么直接触碰，但心里上的刺激是做爱无法比拟的，而且更加安全。于是，我继续信马由缰地开着车，也不知道要去哪儿，随意变着路径，渴望再次遇到合适的场景和人。
不知不觉间道路竟然有些拥堵了，我有些错愕。看了一眼表，此时已经晚上十点多了，再看看街上的三五成群的年轻人，我突然发现，自己竟然来到了杨浦大学城附近。
我不耐拥堵，找了个小街路口就下了主路，停在路边歇一会儿稳稳神，脱了风衣，将已经被关掉的跳弹取出，又收拾一下狼藉的胯下。正准备离去时，却被窗外一声温柔又不失教养的问候给打断了。
请问，徐家汇走吗？多少钱？我有些惊讶，循声望去，发现窗边站着一个女孩儿，扎着马尾，带了一个棒球帽，看样子二十岁出头，白色小背心和牛仔小热裤，脚踩一双白色运动鞋，背着一个双肩包，正弯腰看着车窗里的我。颜值如何就不说了，单就这份青春靓丽，就让我这个老阿姨，自愧不如。
我一时有些失神，没反应过来，下意识地问，你说什么？女孩儿，见我的状态，愣了一下，看了我一眼，又看了看车，有点恍然，连忙道歉说，对不起啊，我以为姐姐跑活呢。
听她这么说，我才明白她刚才那句话的意思。看来是因为今天人比较多，打车打不到，网约车等待的时间很长，所以她把我当成学校周围的黑车了。
我笑着说，没关系。对了，你怎么不坐地铁？她有些无奈地指了指不远处的地铁入口，全是学生在排队。说了句，根本进不了站啊。我了然地点了点头。见她有些失望地转身要走，我突然福至心灵地叫住了她。说，我住的离徐家汇不远，捎你一程吧。女孩闻听，很高兴，说，谢谢姐姐，多少钱？说完，拿出手机要给我付款。我笑着说不要钱，我又不是黑车司机。不过，你要稍等我一下，我有点渴，要拿点水。说完，我就下车，打开后备箱开始翻找。说是翻找，其实没啥可找的，矿泉水就在储物箱里，伸手就能拿到。可是我却弯腰，将上半身探进后备箱找了半分钟还多。我只穿着一件吊带睡裙，本就短小，一弯腰，裙摆都缩到屁股蛋儿上了，啥也遮不住，臀沟、菊花、下妹妹全走光了。而她也没上车，跟着我来到车后，肯定全看光了。
我这么做目的，一来想寻求刺激暴露给她看，二来也想试试她，看能否有吃她的可能。果然，美女多淫荡。我撅个屁股找了半天，整个私处都暴露在她眼前，她却在身后看着，一言不发。这让我对接下来的暴露行动，有了些许不同的想法。
拿出水后，我转身递给了她一瓶，然后上车，她也跟着上了车，而且做得是副驾驶。这让我明白了她的小心思，嘴角一翘，点火出发。
车比较多，速度也很慢。我俩边开边聊。女孩儿话挺多，我基本上都是听众。偶尔会问点问题，当然主要是往男女朋友方面引。她也算直言不讳，说有男朋友，都在魔都上学，不过，不在一个学校。我则逗她，说你这么漂亮，肯定不少人追，你男朋友放心不？女孩儿笑着说，哪有？然后又瞥了我一眼，说道，倒是姐姐你这么漂亮，你穿得这样性感，你老公放心吗？说完，捂着嘴嘻嘻笑着。
I put on a resentful expression and said, "Don't mention him. I'm dressed like this today entirely because of him." This highly suggestive remark, as expected, ignited the girl's gossip-loving fire. She asked with a smile, "Why do you say that?" I glanced at her sideways and said, "My husband went on a business trip today, and I drove him. I was dressed quite normally. But when we got to the airport, I don't know what possessed him, he insisted on doing something bad, and this is what happened." The girl's eyes widened, "You didn't... at the airport?" I rolled my eyes at her and spat, "Am I crazy or are you crazy?" Then, composing myself, I said, "In the car in the airport parking lot, he almost killed me." I made up a story in my head.
The girl's curiosity was clearly running high. She pointed at my nightgown again and said, "And then this happened?" I said, "Yeah, he stained my underwear and made me unable to wear them. If I hadn't had this nightgown, I really wouldn't have been able to go out." I finished speaking, feigning a victim's expression. The girl stared at me for a few more seconds and said, "Sister, you might as well not wear anything at all. This makes you even more tempting." Then she giggled. I looked down at my breasts, which were almost exposed, rolled my eyes at her, and reached up to pull the straps up, barely covering my nipples. Then I continued driving as if nothing had happened.
For the rest of the drive, neither of us spoke much. I drove quietly, and she looked out the window. Perhaps neither of us realized that the atmosphere in the car was subtly changing. Time passed quickly, and as midnight approached, we finally arrived near our destination. It was an old neighborhood, where her boyfriend rented an apartment. Because the roads were narrow, I drove around for a long time without being able to drive in, so I had to park a few hundred meters away from the neighborhood.
The girl didn't get off the bus, but stared straight at me, saying in a soft voice, "Sister, you're so beautiful, can I touch you?" I could tell she was very nervous; I could almost hear her heartbeat. I smiled, pulled my breasts out of my tank top, and took her hand, pressing it against my full, swollen breasts. Her hand was slender, delicate, and slightly cool. After a brief pause, she began to grasp my breasts and rub my nipples, the intense stimulation causing me to moan softly. The girl was very nervous; I could feel her trembling. Her fingers continued to rub, squeeze, and tease my breasts. Although her technique was clumsy and stiff, the stimulation was incomparable to masturbation. Soon I began to touch her back. Although I hadn't taken off my clothes, my hand had already slipped under the hem. The girl's breasts weren't large, barely a B-cup, but they were very sensitive. As soon as I started kneading her nipples, she began to moan softly. Within ten seconds, her two delicate nipples were erect. Their eyes met passionately, and after a few brief seconds, they were locked in a passionate kiss. From there, things escalated quickly. They rolled from the front seat to the back, soon naked. The girl, clearly experiencing this for the first time with another woman, was both excited and nervous, her body trembling. With my caresses and teasing, she soon reached orgasm. Unlike my friend's screams of climax, the girl's orgasm was unique; aside from the intense shaking, she made no sound, or rather, desperately tried to suppress it. She almost sucked my tongue away, which really hurt. I, however, didn't orgasm. The main reason, of course, was that I was mostly servicing her, and her technique was rather poor, or rather, practically nonexistent, incomparable to my friend's. So, I didn't experience an orgasm. Nevertheless, I felt equally good, especially during the kisses and caresses, which brought me immense stimulation and pleasure.
We were naked, embracing each other in silence for about ten minutes when her phone rang. Needless to say, it was her boyfriend. She gestured for me to be quiet, then answered the phone, saying she was almost there and needed him to come down and meet her, before hanging up. Turning to me, she said, "Sister, I'm so scared. Have I gone astray?" I laughed and pulled her into my arms, saying, "Darling, don't be afraid. Sex is a basic human desire; there's nothing shameful about it. Nobody says women can only have sex with men." After saying that, I gave her another deep kiss, then started dressing her. Soon, a figure appeared not far ahead, looking around suspiciously. I patted the girl's bottom, now that she was dressed, and said, "Let's go, your boyfriend's here." The girl didn't say anything, just nodded, picked up her phone, scanned my WeChat QR code, and got out of the car.
The moment she turned to leave, I suddenly felt an emptiness inside, as if something was missing, something I couldn't quite put my finger on. However, I didn't call out to her again, and watched her and her boyfriend walk into the apartment complex together. I thought to myself, "That's fine, it's good."

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