joy of spring

March has arrived before I knew it. According to the solar terms, another year has passed. In another half month, I will be 43 years old. After turning 40, I clearly feel myself aging faster.

This morning, the air was fresh, and the spring breeze caressed my face, sweeping away last night's unpleasantness. For most Chinese men, marital sex life after 40 is a form of torture.

Fortunately, my wife gives me enough money for mahjong, so she turns a blind eye to many things, and only occasionally has to "pay her dues."

When I arrived at the company, Yanzi, who manages the finances, was already there. Seeing me, she handed me a file.
"General Manager Gao, this is this quarterly report. Please take a look."

"Hmm, okay." I flipped through it briefly, sighed, and said, "Not very optimistic."
Yanzi nodded. "Yes, the economy isn't doing well right now."

It was almost 8 o'clock in ten minutes. Looking at the empty office outside, I said, "Looks like we need to cut back on staff expenses."
"You mean layoffs?" Yanzi seemed a little nervous.

I immediately said, "We can't lay off anyone, you're an important employee of our company.
" Yanzi's expression immediately softened. "It's all thanks to your guidance, Mr. Gao."

"Don't be so polite with me. Come on, let's go have breakfast together, it's on me," I said with a smile.
"How could I possibly accept that? Besides, it'll be 8 o'clock in ten minutes, you go ahead and eat, I'll stay here."

I have to say, I've always had a very good impression of Yanzi. Besides her strong professional skills in finance, she's also quite capable in administration. Because we're a small company, I don't have a full-time secretary. Yanzi often does odd jobs for me.

More importantly, Yanzi is very honest and will never interfere in things that aren't her business. Of course, I also have to praise myself here; I've been very generous to Yanzi in terms of salary.

"Comrade Zhu's criticism is correct. I'll go buy some things right away and make sure I'm back before eight o'clock."
Yanzi knew I was joking. "Okay, Mr. Gao, please go ahead."

After saying that, Yanzi turned to leave, and I quickly added, "Let's have dinner together. I have something to discuss with you."
"What is it?"
"There's a big client out of town—I'd like you to come with me. So I wanted to use dinner tonight to discuss it with you."
Yanzi hesitated for a moment, but still agreed. "Whether we can go out of town or not, I'll have to see the specific situation."
"Okay, we'll talk about it tonight."

The previous times I took Yanzi out to discuss business were all successful, but later she mentioned that her husband didn't seem to like her going on business trips. So I found someone else, but the last few deals didn't go well. This business deal was too important, so I brought it up with her.

Yanzi loves sashimi, so I booked a Japanese restaurant for dinner. Because it was very famous, the few private rooms were all booked early, so we had to sit outside.
"Sorry for the late booking."
Yanzi, being the kind of person she is, wouldn't mind such a thing. "I'm the one who should feel bad, making Mr. Gao spend so much."

Because Yanzi couldn't stay too late, we didn't eat for very long. After much coaxing, Yanzi finally agreed.
Just as we were about to leave, we suddenly heard a familiar voice, "Old Gao! Is that Old Gao?"
I couldn't remember for a moment, but when I turned around, I recognized him, "It's Old Tang."

Old Tang was my comrade-in-arms from when we were in the army; we were pretty close back then. We used to go out drinking together often after we were discharged, but later we each had our own families and were busy building our careers, so we lost touch. I never expected to run into him here tonight.

Old Tang looked me over first, "Hey, Old Gao. Aside from a little less hair, you haven't changed much."
I looked at him too and said, "You've changed a lot, you've gained weight."
After some teasing, we laughed and hugged each other.

Then Lao Tang glanced at Yanzi beside him and chuckled, "Is this your sister-in-law?"
I quickly replied, "What are you talking about? This is our company's finance department, we're discussing business here."

Lao Tang patted my shoulder, "That's your second sister-in-law, don't pretend with me."
I also looked at the woman beside him; she was quite young, and of course I understood what was going on, so I didn't argue, just smiled.
Yanzi, being worldly-wise, smiled as well.

There wasn't much time to chat, so after exchanging WeChat contacts with Lao Tang, I left with Yanzi.

Soon it was time to discuss the contract. During this time, I noticed Yanzi hadn't said anything, so I assumed she and her husband had already agreed.
We arrived a day early and rested at a hotel for one night. I originally wanted two rooms, but Yanzi insisted I not spend unnecessary money, so we only booked a standard double room.

Because Yanzi had prepared the materials thoroughly beforehand, and we had a good rest, the discussions went smoothly the next morning and ended early.

It wasn't until lunchtime, when Yanzi went out to take a long phone call and returned with red eyes, that I realized something was wrong.
"What's wrong?" I asked with concern.
"Nothing," Yanzi forced a smile.

"Yanzi, what's wrong? Did you argue with your husband because of this business trip?"
Unexpectedly, Yanzi burst into tears. I quickly handed her tissues. "It's my fault, I shouldn't have dragged you on this trip."

Yanzi composed herself slightly and said, "Mr. Gao, it's really not your fault."
"There are no outsiders here, so don't call me Mr. Gao. What happened?" At

this point, Yanzi couldn't hold back anymore and poured out all her grievances. I learned that Yanzi's husband taught at a middle school and was quite simple-minded. He didn't like his wife doing anything public and wanted Yanzi to stay home and take care of him and the children. Yanzi

wasn't one to put on a brave face, but a major reason was that their family's financial situation didn't allow it. Besides these, there were other trivial matters in life, such as her husband not doing housework and going out to play cards whenever he had free time. These things are beyond my comment.

Surprisingly, whether it was in a moment of panic or something else, Yanzi also confided in me about their sex life without any hesitation. Basically, her husband was not considerate of her during sex, only caring about finishing himself up. He was small, short-lived, and still insisted on being strong.

A woman younger than herself taking the initiative to talk about sex would arouse any old man. Hearing this, I couldn't help but look at Yanzi.
To be honest, Yanzi wasn't particularly beautiful. She had a long, oval face, small eyes that looked somewhat lifeless, and her teeth were a little crooked.
Even though the prostitutes I went to were pretty, it was just a quick fling, and it got boring after a while. But I had never tried a decent woman like Yanzi.

Yanzi noticed my lecherous gaze but didn't show any disgust. Instead, she seemed a little shy and lowered her head slightly.

"Yanzi, there's a hot spring nearby. Let's go relax this afternoon. I promise to take you home tonight, okay?"
If I didn't understand her charm, I'd be a cuckold. But to be honest, I wasn't trying to take advantage of Yanzi. Although I couldn't divorce my wife and marry her, I genuinely wanted to treat her well.

Having said that, Yanzi understood, "Okay, whatever you say."

We drove to the hot spring and booked a private room. A private room meant there was a pool inside. It wasn't a typical private room; the pool was shared, and each room was private.
Private rooms are obviously much more expensive. Yanzi originally wanted me to book a non-private room, but this time I insisted.

Entering the room, I felt it was worth the price; the decor was exquisite. The room was no different from a regular hotel. On the other side of the bathroom was a balcony, with three walls and one floor-to-ceiling window, and the pool was in the middle.

Yanzi, her earlier unhappiness gone, seemed quite happy. She tested the water in the tub with her hand, "So comfortable! And you can even see the scenery outside. Soaking in it must be really relaxing."

"Right? So Yanzi, when it's time to spend money, you have to be willing to spend it, okay? Especially when you're with me, don't be shy."
"Thank you."

"Just enjoy yourself today, okay?"
"Mmm." Yanzi nodded like a child.

I noticed she was a little nervous, so I told her to go soak first while I went to have a smoke.
After I left, I didn't close the doors to the balcony and bathroom completely, leaving a fairly large opening in both. I didn't go to smoke, but instead found a spot to hide.

After waiting a while, seeing that Yanzi hadn't closed the doors, I peeked over. I saw Yanzi turned to the side, already having taken off her skirt, revealing black underwear underneath, and preparing to undress. I then noticed that Yanzi had a very slender figure, with thin legs and excellent proportions.

Yanzi then unsuspectingly took off her white cover-up, followed by a black tank top. Yanzi's abdomen was relatively flat, which was quite an achievement for a 31-year-old woman who had given birth.

Next was her black bra. The moment the bra was taken off, my eyes lit up. Yanzi's breasts weren't perky, but they were very pink. Because she needed to tie up her long hair, Yanzi hesitated to take off her only remaining underwear.

This allowed me to feast my eyes on those beautiful breasts. The thought of tasting those pink breasts soon made me excited.

Yanzi finally took off her underwear and disappeared from my sight. Although I was somewhat impatient to take off my clothes, I still quietly approached her. She was looking at the scenery outside the window and didn't notice my approach. It was

n't until I reached the balcony door that I said to her, "How was it? Comfortable?"
Yanzi was startled, turned around and saw my naked body, and quickly looked away.

"Did I scare you by coming in so suddenly?"
"I thought you'd be back soon after you finished your cigarette, so I soaked in the tub by myself. I didn't expect you to come so quickly," Yanzi said with a smile.

Yanzi sat sideways in the other corner of the tub, splashing the water and stroking her arms. Her eyes darted around, avoiding my gaze.
After a brief silence, I spoke first.
"Youth is truly wonderful, Yanzi. Your body is so beautiful." This was a sincere statement.
"Oh, oh, oh, not at all," Yanzi said with a laugh.
I'd always thought Yanzi was very cheerful. But today I realized that when Yanzi laughed, it seemed to be to ease her inner unease.

"With such a beautiful wife, why don't you take her out to have some fun and pamper her?"
"He's just a man who doesn't understand life," Yanzi said helplessly. "He always says I'm like a block of wood, unresponsive. If we could come to a place like this, I'd definitely be happy to go along with him. Women, you know, it's all about the atmosphere."
"Yes, you're right."

Yanzi turned around and looked out at the mountains, murmuring, "The scenery outside is so beautiful."
I tentatively reached out and touched Yanzi's shoulder. Yanzi turned her head and looked at me touching her shoulder, then smiled brightly. I knew she was still a little nervous.
After all, coming to a hot spring with me behind her husband's back was a lot of psychological pressure for her.

I wanted to help her get rid of this burden, so I gently stroked her skin and said, "Yanzi, your skin is so beautiful, like a girl in her twenties."
Yanzi was naturally happy to hear this, but she still said, "It's probably because I'm soaking in the hot spring."

"No, no, the hot spring is just icing on the cake; your natural skin is still the best."
"Is that so—"

Yanzi knelt on the edge of the pool, her back to me. I didn't rush to taste the pink, tender skin that had made my heart race earlier. Instead, I gently stroked Yanzi's back, waist, and hips.
Only when her body stopped trembling slightly from my touch did I slowly move closer, my hand naturally reaching towards her chest.

I couldn't see her expression, but I could feel that she seemed to be holding her breath. I teased her by pinching her nipple, and she finally let out a breath. After a hearty laugh, I felt her body relax considerably.

I took another step closer, caressing her breasts and kissing the back of her neck. I licked away the sweat-drenched beads of sweat from her neck.

Soon, I felt Yanzi's body go limp. I helped her sit up on the edge of the bed and kissed her passionately. Yanzi shyly closed her eyes. It was as if we weren't adulterers, but young lovers tasting forbidden fruit.

To my surprise, Yanzi's technique was quite good. Given her personality, she probably did her homework beforehand to please her husband.

Yanzi opened her eyes, her gaze somewhat hazy.
"Can I taste your breasts?" I whispered.
Yanzi avoided my gaze, only nodding weakly, "Mmm."
"I want to eat them," I teased, looking at Yanzi provocatively, slowly leaning towards her chest, finally suckling those pink breasts into my mouth.

I looked at Yanzi, whose gaze wandered aimlessly, her hands fidgeting, sometimes touching her temples, sometimes her neck.
After tasting her breasts to my heart's content, I began to probe her vulva. Yanzi's pubic hair was sparse, and her labia felt very soft.

I inserted my finger, and Yanzi moaned.
"So wet, can I taste it?" I teased.

Yanzi was too dazed to speak, and seeing that it wasn't convenient in the pool, I said, "Let's go to the room," and withdrew my finger.

She regained some of her senses, stood up limply, wrapped herself in a towel, and went back to the room, lying down on the bed.
I followed her to the bedside, gently pulled off the towel, and spread her legs. I lay between her legs and began to give her oral sex.
I guessed this was something her husband had never done to her.

At first, Yanzi's reaction wasn't strong, just soft moans. We stroked each other with one hand, while her other hand made random little movements—touching her forehead, covering her mouth.

After about a minute, I started using both hands, teasing Yanzi's nipples with one hand. At this point, Yanzi's reaction became stronger.
She separated her hand from mine and intentionally or unintentionally stroked my penis.

After another half minute or so, Yanzi started talking incoherently, "I can't take it anymore—I'm sorry—I'm sorry."
Not long after, Yanzi convulsed, and her moans became muffled. I knew she had orgasmed.

"Yanzi, I didn't expect you to be so sensitive."
I touched her vulva again, and Yanzi shuddered again.
"You were shuddering a lot just now, weren't you?"

Yanzi's face showed a tearful expression, probably from the guilt after her orgasm.
I straightened my penis and said to her, "Come on, touch my cock."

Yanzi's expression was still one of struggle, but she still obeyed me and stroked my penis.
I continued teasing, "It's a different kind of dick from your husband's. Hearing you moan got me all hard. Seducing men, isn't it great?"
Yanzi finally spoke, "I'll give you oral sex too."
"Okay," I readily agreed.

Yanzi's technique was good; after a while, I almost couldn't hold back and ejaculated in her mouth. Afterwards, of course, we had sex, using a condom.

A big shot once said, "Only unprotected ejaculation inside a woman is truly effective," and I agree. So, Yanzi isn't really my woman yet. After that,

Yanzi became my mistress, but we only met once or twice a month, just a couple of times each time, and that was it.
My wife, although we have enough money at home, and I occasionally coax her with sweet words, usually turns a blind eye, but I can't go too far. As for Yanzi's stupid, bastard husband, he's even easier to fool.

Yanzi is very obedient; she won't initiate contact unless I contact her, which is what I like most about her. Every time she came, I tried my best to make her comfortable, from meals to checking into the hotel.

A year passed in the blink of an eye, and Yanzi and I had been intimate more than twenty times. Yanzi remained insistent on using condoms, and I still couldn't get her to have sex. After a while, I started to feel a bit bored.

Until one day, Lao Tang sent me a WeChat message: "Lao Gao, my friend invested in a hot spring hotel in Japan, it just opened. Want to bring your wife along for a visit sometime?"
My interest was piqued again.

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