After half a bottle of Erguotou and half a bottle of Laobaigan

The night before last, I stayed up all night reading articles about wife swapping and mature women, reading until
after 10 a.m.

That's when my phone rang. It was an unfamiliar number. When I answered, I realized it was
a woman from Northeast China I'd known for years. She ran a small shop in our city. The way we met was rather strange
(a side note). Years ago, after work, I was drunk and riding my motorcycle home. I worked in an entertainment venue, and I finished
work very late, around 2 a.m. It was late autumn, and there were hardly any people on the streets. As I approached
home, I saw a woman walking down the street, crying. She was a woman in her thirties. Taking advantage of my drunkenness
, I rode up to her and asked what was wrong. She said nothing was wrong. I said, "You must have something on your mind. If you trust me, get on my
motorcycle. I'll take you somewhere to talk, maybe you'll feel better." She got on my motorcycle, somewhat hesitantly.

I rode her to the outskirts of the city and then stopped. She told me she was from Northeast China, divorced, and
came to our area alone with her son. She ran a small shop selling 10-yuan items. Someone introduced her to a man, and they'd been together for
over a year. This man was a gambler, and she'd just gone to see him. He wouldn't come home and instead yelled
at her. She felt exhausted and wronged, so I comforted her. I offered her my clothes,
but she refused. I pulled her close, hugged her, and said, "Don't think about it, it's okay. I'll hold you. If you're upset,
just cry in my arms." Honestly, I wasn't being kind; I was just lustful. Later,
I got so cold I lost interest. She said it was getting late, and I checked my watch—it was 6 a.m.—so I had to
go back. I took her to her apartment building and then rode my bike home.

For the next two years, I would occasionally go to her shop. She would introduce him to others
as , and I didn't feel comfortable saying anything more. After that, I didn't contact her much. I hadn't
saved her number, of course . When I heard it was her on the phone, she said she'd been trying to call me for ages but couldn't get through
, and that she felt like she'd been looking for me for a long time.

She told me to come visit her sometime, that her shop had been sold, and she was spending the New Year alone there,
having broken up with that man a long time ago. Her son had joined the army. We chatted for a long time, and she insisted on inviting me over for dinner.
To be honest, I was really sleepy and didn't want to go, but I didn't refuse out of politeness. After hanging up,
I took a taxi to the market and bought a case of milk, vegetables, fruit, and ribs. I went to her building, and she came down to meet me,
saying that a friend was upstairs who had been keeping her company for the past few days.

After entering the house, I met the woman, who looked to be around 35 years old. We exchanged a few words, and then
I went to the kitchen to cook (because I enjoy cooking). The woman from Northeast China asked me what kind of alcohol I wanted to drink, and I said I didn't want any, and that
I shouldn't buy any. Later, she mentioned that she had half a bottle of 67-proof baijiu and Erguotou that her brother
hadn't finished when he visited her before. I said that was fine too, and I wouldn't buy any more, since I hadn't planned on drinking anything.

After the food was ready, the three of us started eating, drinking, and chatting. We talked about all sorts of things, and to be honest
, I hadn't thought about anything else at all. We ate for a long time, and the woman got a
little tipsy from my drinking and kept clinking glasses with me. Anyway, I think I was really drunk by the end; those two half-bottles were all gone. I was so sleepy
, and my older sister told me to lie down on the bed. I didn't hesitate. Later, my older sister went to tidy up, and the woman sat on the bed, saying
she wanted to hit my ears with her hair. I said okay, and I lay on her lap, and she hit my ears with her hair—it felt so good
. Later, my older sister came back, and I didn't care anymore and continued lying on the woman's lap. I don't remember what happened after that
, but my older sister got into bed and lay down on the inside, and I lay in the middle. The woman lay down on the outside, and I drifted off
to sleep. I don't know when I woke up; my older sister was still sleeping, but the woman wasn't. Fueled by the alcohol, I started
touching her breasts, and she didn't resist.

I pulled the blanket over my head and started sucking. She was afraid my older sister would see, but I said it was okay. I then touched
her genitals with my hand. My goodness, there was so much fluid, no exaggeration, an extraordinary amount. I used my fingers to vigorously
stimulate her, and she didn't dare to make a sound. After a while, my older sister woke up, and I pretended to be asleep. My older sister got dressed and said she was going
downstairs to buy groceries to prepare dinner. Five minutes later, my older sister went out, and I suddenly pushed the woman down and
kissed her hard. She cooperated, and she actively touched my penis with her hand. I lay down and said, "Give her
a kiss ." Because of the alcohol, my penis wasn't hard. She said, "Your penis doesn't like me." I asked why,
because she saw that I wasn't hard, so she must not like me. I said, "How do you know she doesn't like you if you don't kiss her?"
Hehe.

I kept my eyes closed and ignored her. Suddenly, I felt a warm sensation in my penis. I opened my eyes
and saw her lying there giving me a blowjob. It felt very good, and her oral skills were excellent. She gave me a blowjob for about 10 minutes.
I told her to get up, and I continued to stimulate her genitals with my hand. She was still very wet. To be honest, I could clearly feel that
if I inserted my penis at that moment, I would ejaculate after only a couple of thrusts, so I didn't. Her hand
never left my penis, so I kept stimulating it, inserting my fingers and pushing them in forcefully. She started
moaning my ear hard. I didn't care about anything else and just kept using my hand to stimulate her genitals
...

Later, my older sister came back, and I stopped. I didn't really have sex with her. To be honest, I didn't really want to
because I was very sleepy and drunk. While I was making dinner, she kept flirting with me in the kitchen, but I ignored her.

After dinner, I took a taxi home, lay down on the bed, and fell asleep until 4 pm today.
Later, I ate something and then came back to my computer to write this article. My writing isn't very good, but I can guarantee
it's true.

I got her phone number, and she got mine too. I think whenever I feel like it or want to call her, I
'll call her, and I guarantee she won't refuse! Hehe!

[The End]

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