Unforgettable Lovers at Top-Tier Private Clubs

There's a feeling that's forever etched in my heart, a spring dream that lingers even in the daytime, and some
people who have accompanied me through an unforgettable period…

In recent years, witnessing the demise of nightclubs like "Heaven on Earth" in Dongguan and Beijing, and the "Number One Club in Central China" in Zhengzhou,
I can't help but feel a pang of regret. How prestigious and prosperous they were back then, all vanished with the times.

The story I want to tell might be a kind of sentiment, a kind of reflection for me.

My city is quite peculiar. Back then, red squares were scattered along both banks of the Yangtze and Jialing Rivers, including many top-tier and well-known
establishments, such as "Heaven on Earth," the Huatian Hotel, and the Howard Johnson Hotel
. Many people my age may have heard of the Howard Johnson Hotel and even experienced it occasionally.

But many may not know that this city actually had an even more exclusive private club, entirely
members-only—the once-most luxurious club—the Agate Club.

Back then, I had already frequented all the major red squares across the country and had always heard of the Agate Club, but I didn't know how
to get in.

Perhaps it was fate, but by chance, I received a membership card for the Agate Club. This
card was quite special; it was made of agate, emitting a faint red glow in the dark.

Even just seeing the card told me this place was extraordinary.

However, having the card alone wasn't enough, as the Agate Club's address and how to enter remained a mystery. So, the day after
receiving the card, I met up with the person who gave it to go there.

It was on a street lined with economic and financial buildings in the city, next to a star-rated hotel, and
next to that, an even more luxurious building. My friend and I drove into the building's parking lot.

It was a multi-level parking garage, and the car climbed higher and higher until we reached the 8th floor.
After parking, we found a small, hidden door in a corner of the parking lot. Pushing it open, we found
a transparent observation elevator.

But no matter how many times I pressed the elevator button, there was no response. My friend laughed at me, then stuck my little agate piece on the elevator
door. Suddenly, the elevator doors opened, and I was astonished.

The elevator ascended without displaying the floor number. Finally, it stopped, the doors opened, and
all that was visible were marble floors and walls; nothing else. If I were alone, I
would never have guessed this was a club.

Following my friend, my younger brother entered the lobby and sat down. There weren't many people in the lobby.

Suddenly, a handsome male waiter appeared out of nowhere, respectfully bringing us two glasses of Da Hong
Pao tea. Before I could react, he vanished, as if appearing just when I needed him most.
It was strangely comforting, yet unlike other places, it wasn't noisy and crowded.

Just then, a beautiful girl approached from afar. She had fair skin, long hair, and a delicate face.
Smiling at us, she revealed two dimples, looking every bit the girl next door. She said, "
Hello , Mr./Ms. [Manager's Name], I'm Xiao Chen. You're a new member with a balance of 100,000 yuan on your card. You can spend with confidence;
you can enjoy everything here. We also have delicious food and fine wine."

The young man then realized she was the manager. He took a closer look at the beauty. She
wasn't very tall, probably around 163 cm, wearing an office lady uniform over a lace bra that he loved,
revealing a deep cleavage. Her features were exquisite. Chatting with her felt like talking to a long-lost friend. This was something even
the most prestigious restaurant in Wuhan at the time, Howard Johnson, couldn't match.

Seeing me still in a daze, Manager Chen smiled and said, "Let's go! I'll take you to relax first."

The beautiful woman led the way to a wall. As I was wondering what was going on, Manager Chen picked up my
little agate and stuck it on the wall. At that moment, the wall slowly opened to both sides. I, who had seen many scenes before
, couldn't help but feel amazed, and my curiosity was piqued. What kind of beautiful woman was inside?

I followed the woman upstairs. The floor was covered with velvet carpet, and a few retro
lamps were dimly lit in the corridor. After walking about two floors, two rooms appeared in front of us. As
usual, Manager Chen took my agate into this room.

She told me to rest for a bit while she went out to make some arrangements. Meanwhile, I started looking around the room. It was a
duplex; the first floor had European-style mahogany floors, and the second floor had imported cashmere carpets. The whole room was stylish
yet cozy, complete with tea set, computer, and shower room. Most notably,
there was an imported jacuzzi next to the bed.

There was a soft knock on the door, and Manager Chen said, "Mr. Chen, take a look, are you satisfied?"

Following her voice, I saw three beautiful women enter: one in a white gauze dress, like a fairy;
one in a pink cheongsam, with a curvaceous figure; and one in a red evening gown, revealing her full breasts.

I trust my first impressions, and I liked the woman in the white dress more because her smile
made me feel comfortable. So, I kept the woman in the white dress, and the others bowed and withdrew.

Now it was just the two of us in the room. The woman kindly helped me undress and then asked what I wanted to drink
. I said I had just drunk something and didn't want any more.

So the girl introduced herself: "My name is Wang**, from Chongqing." Then she went upstairs to run the water for
me to bathe.

As the water started to run, I saw her undressing. I couldn't help but steal glances
at A white veil slowly fell from her fair skin, revealing her long neck and white bra,
beneath which were pink nipples.

At that moment, the girl noticed me looking at her and blushed, telling me not to look.

I couldn't resist any longer. I stripped naked, rushed upstairs, picked up the girl, and jumped into the jacuzzi
. She was still wearing her underwear and bra, looking at me in shock in my arms, and shyly said, "Be gentle
." These words only fueled my desire to conquer.

The white bra became instantly transparent in the water, and I practically ripped it off, taking a big suck on her nipple
. She couldn't take it anymore and let out a soft moan. Her pink nipple was in my hand.
I stood up and touched the girl's lower body. Sheila had only a few pubic hairs, and I couldn't even see her labia. Could this be the legendary "steamed bun
pussy"?

The girl was already soaking wet. She whispered in my ear, "Husband, I want it!"

My penis was already rock hard. I didn't care about anything else. I lifted the girl's lower body and thrust inside. Her
vagina was very tight, warm and moist, enveloping my penis.

The girl buried her head in her breasts, and I held her tightly, refusing to let go. We changed
positions countless times. As the temperature rose, the girl said urgently, "Husband... I can't take it anymore... harder
."

I carried the girl out of the bathtub and threw her onto the bed, thrusting rapidly. The sounds of water and the girl's cries blended together
. Finally, I couldn't control myself, and a thick stream of semen shot into the girl's body. The girl's whole body flushed red, her
eyes closed, convulsing, white semen flowing from her lower body.

The girl looked at me tenderly and whispered, "You're special. Most people wouldn't consider my
feelings. You make me feel very comfortable, so I don't want any 'barrier' between us."

Sometimes, being sentimental is more effective than words. I hugged the girl and gave her a long, passionate kiss.

After resting for a while, the girl called another girl over using the room phone. I told her, "Um, I don't like
threesomes."

The girl smiled and said, "Dream on! This is for you!"

The massage girl who came in was wearing a tank top. She respectfully helped me up from the bed and took me into the shower to
wash me carefully. I, however, kept glancing at her on the bed.

After she finished washing me, the massage girl said to me, "You can continue. I can stay and continue
massaging you."

I'm someone who cares a lot about feelings, so I don't like having two people in the room at the same time. I couldn't get over
that mental hurdle, so I asked the massage girl to leave. After consulting with Manager Chen, she also quietly left.

Now, it was just the two of us in the room again. We were like old friends who hadn't seen each other for years,
naked , embracing each other, drinking red wine, and chatting.

It was getting late when we reluctantly parted ways, exchanging contact information before leaving.

After that, the remaining balance on that card was mostly used for her. Gradually, we started going to movies,
eating out, and shopping together. She would occasionally cook soup for me in her upscale apartment and invite me over.

But I knew what was coming; my views on marriage were rather traditional.

Then one day, she told me she didn't want to work anymore and wanted to be with me. I knew it was time to break up.

We sat in the Red Lover's Cafe, and I told her my true feelings. The girl's eyes
were already brimming with tears. I knew it was cruel, but there was nothing I could do; perhaps everything was already destined
.

After that, I called her, but she didn't answer. I went to the club to find her, but they said she had resigned a few days
ago. Later, I received a letter from her containing a poem: "

You were born before I was born, I was born after you were old. You hate that I was born too late, I hate that you were
born too early. You were born before I was born, I was born after you were old. I regret
not being born at the same time, so I could be with you every day. I was born before you were born, you were born after I was old. I am separated from you by the ends of the earth, you are separated from me by the corners of the sea.
I was born before you were born, you were born after I was old. I am an old butterfly seeking flowers, resting on fragrant grass every night

." Was this how it ended? Those days I felt truly lost and dejected, as if I had lost something. I
asked myself countless times, was it worth it? She was just a prostitute.

But I've always been a person of my word. I tried every possible way to find out her whereabouts. My efforts
paid off; finally, a month later, I learned that she had returned to her hometown in Chongqing and opened a small shop selling tropical fish.

That very morning, as soon as the meeting ended, I flew to Chongqing and went to her side.

It was a small shop. When I saw her, she was feeding the fish with her back to me. I
called her name softly.

Perhaps she recognized my voice, she was clearly startled, and then she threw herself into my arms. She
hit me while crying, but I was at a loss, only able to hold her tightly.

That night, we slept in bed without doing anything. I just held her and whispered about our childhood
.

The next morning, before she was fully awake, I quietly got up, put some money in her bag, and as I was leaving,
I went to her bedside and gently kissed her forehead. Tears streamed down my face uncontrollably. I opened
the door and left the hotel, deleting her phone number on my way to the airport…

Okay, the secret I've kept buried in my heart for so many years has finally been revealed. Looking back, I smiled calmly. I
guarantee it's absolutely true. As for those brothers who think it's fiction, I just want to laugh it off. There are too many things in this world that can't be explained,
so why bother?

[The End]

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