A relationship with an older woman at work

In 2005, the company received a national award, and each department received a grant. The HR department and our quality department planned a joint dinner. Anyway, at a hotel in Puxi, everyone had a great time and drank a lot. The HR department was a bit less well-off, so Hui was forced to drink a lot of red wine.

Hui and I both lived in Pudong, so I drove her home. She seemed quite tired and hadn't said much the way. I originally planned to just drop her off at her building, but after she opened the car door, she couldn't stand up. I had to pay the fare and then help her upstairs. She was already unsteady on her feet, so I put my arm around her as we went up the stairs. At that moment, a mischievous thought started to pop into my head. I couldn't let this opportunity slip by.

I gently touched the side of her breast with my fingers. Her breasts were quite large and elastic, but I didn't dare go too far; after all, she was a colleague, and it would be awkward if things got awkward. When we got to the door, she took out her keys from her bag, but couldn't get them into the keyhole. I took the keys, assumed a horse stance, and had her sit on my lap. I opened the door with one hand, and with the other, I hooked my arm around her, completely covering her large breasts.

After opening the door, I helped her to the sofa. No one was home; her son lived at school. I wrung out a towel and wiped her face, but she didn't seem to react much. She was wearing a long skirt, the hem tucked under her buttocks, revealing her entire thigh. I slowly reached over and gently touched her thigh, slowly moving towards her vulva, only able to touch her genitals through her shorts and stockings.

Suddenly, she moved and let out a soft moan. I was startled and quickly stood up, asking her, "Are you alright? If you're okay, I'll go home now." Unexpectedly, she grabbed my hand and said, "Don't go back, stay with me for a while."

I sat down next to her again, and she immediately leaned against me, one hand intentionally or unintentionally pressing against my penis. I couldn't take it anymore. I thought she was giving me a hint, so I started stroking her back, stroking harder and harder, just to see her reaction.

Her hands started caressing my thighs, and at that moment I felt completely at ease. I started squeezing her breasts with one hand, and she started moaning. I unbuttoned her clothes, and she leaned back, exposing her entire breasts to me. I continued to knead her two full breasts, pulled up her bra, and pounced on her, sucking hard on her two big, dark nipples. She started to feel it, and her moans grew louder and louder.

I continued sucking, and with both hands I pulled down her pantyhose and shorts. She cooperated, gently lifting her buttocks so I could undress her. My fingers started rubbing back and forth in her groin, but I didn't touch her vulva. She was in agony, moaning "Ah ah," and one hand reached over and grabbed my hand, pressing it against her vulva. So much wetness!

I inserted my finger into her vagina, occasionally rubbing her clitoris. She was so sensitive; she moaned as I inserted it, and cried out "Ah ah!" whenever I touched her clitoris.

I had already taken the opportunity to pull down my pants, my penis erect. She reached over and stroked it. After a while, she started shouting, "Come in! Come in! Come in quickly!" I didn't hold back, spreading her legs a little and thrusting my penis in hard. So slippery! She was so wet, it was effortless to penetrate.

I lifted my body slightly, so each thrust rubbed her clitoris. She cried out loudly, "Ah...so good...ah...so good...oh...hard..."

After only a few thrusts, she suddenly yelled, "Oh...faster! Faster! Faster! Oh...oh...thrust again! Thrust...thrust..." Her whole body arched, and she let out a muffled "uh..." before going limp again. I didn't expect to bring her to pleasure so quickly; it felt really rewarding!

I continued my vigorous thrusting. She lay there motionless, but I could feel her gripping me tightly, her vagina contracting and relaxing. When she tightened, I would thrust very quickly; the pleasure was intense. After about five more minutes, she started moaning again, probably starting to enjoy it again.

I brought her thighs together, inserted my penis between her thighs, and rubbed it rapidly inside her vagina. Her buttocks thrust upwards forcefully, and she started moaning, "Oh...uh...mm..." I knew she was about to climax, so I thrust even harder, feeling myself about to erupt.

I started calling out in her ear, "Oh...I can't take it anymore...I'm going to come...oh..." Hearing me say that, she immediately cried out, "Ah...ah...come, let's come together, ah...don't stop, faster...faster..." With another "uh..." from her, I could no longer control myself and ejaculated inside her.

After the pleasure, we were both a little tired, having drunk quite a bit of alcohol. After a quick wipe, we embraced, both naked. She leaned against my stomach, and my hand was on her breast—to be honest, it was quite nice.

We rested for a while; after this intense encounter, the alcohol had mostly worn off, but we remained silent, each lost in our own thoughts. I was a little worried, afraid that if she became clingy, things would get complicated. I'd always dreamed of a mature woman like her. I'd never even considered doing this with my own mother; it was mostly out of respect. But the thought of a woman much older than me always lingered in my mind.

Today, my wish had finally come true. Making love with a mature woman is truly amazing. They know how to control their bodies, they know how to achieve pleasure, they can even guide you, making you feel completely in control; they orgasm easily, giving men a great sense of accomplishment and satisfying their desire to conquer… My thoughts drifted further and further away, and before I knew it, my little brother was starting to get aroused again.

She suddenly looked up, patted my penis, and laughed, saying, "You're still a young man after all! I need to wash up, I'm still wet down there." I thought she was asleep, but it turns out she'd been staring at my little brother the whole time.

She stood up and went into the bathroom, and all I could hear was the sound of water running. It was about time to go home; I hadn't even told my family today. Would she ask me to stay? Should I stay? ...

She was almost done washing and called to me, "Come wash up too!" She was sticky down there and needed to wash. I went into the bathroom, and she was wrapped in a towel, drying her hair. I hugged her from behind, lecherously looking at her in the mirror.

"What are you looking at! You little pervert, don't you think I'm old? I was fooled by you."

"Tch, you're the one who fooled me! You weren't drunk at all, did you think I didn't know?"

She turned around and pinched me: "You brat, you took advantage of me and now you're making me angry!"

I hugged her tightly, and with a gentle tug, the towel fell off. We looked into each other's eyes, and I said, "You're so beautiful!"

"Nonsense, what's so beautiful about someone your age?"

"You have a lot of charm, a strong feminine allure, I like it." As I said this, I kissed her forehead, slowly lifting her face, and we kissed passionately. Her tongue was so soft, and I could feel how hot her mouth was. She was excited, holding my neck and sucking on me passionately, our tongues licking each other vigorously, enjoying ourselves to the fullest…

We kissed for who knows how long, until our tongues felt sore, and finally we let go. “It’s been so long since I kissed like this. I can’t even remember the last time I kissed my husband. It seems like after the kids grew up, my husband hasn’t kissed me at all, only a few times during sex.”

“Hehe, me too! My wife always wants me to kiss her, but I’m really not interested.”

“You stinky men are all the same, out there having a good time, but you won’t treat your wives any better. You should shower first. Are you going home today?”

“Are you willing to let me go?”

“You jerk, here we go again!”

“Haha… I’m not saying anything more, I’m not saying anything more.”

I escaped into the shower, the water washing over my skin, feeling very refreshing. I’d better not go home today, I’ll enjoy myself properly later.

After leaving the bathroom, she was lying on the bed reading a magazine, with Molière’s light music playing in the room.

"Are you going back?"

"No, how could I bear to leave you alone in this empty house!"

She laughed, "I never realized you were so sweet-talking before! Do you need pajamas to sleep?"

"No, I always sleep naked at home." I snuggled into her blankets, it was so warm! Like a child, I nestled in her arms, the feeling was wonderful, like going back to childhood. She just looked at me, gently stroking my hair.

She was still naked, exuding a faint fragrance, and I started to want it again. I pinched her breasts and sucked on her nipples, and she started moaning again, "Oh... harder, suck harder, oh... yes, like that, um..."

I put my hand down there, and she was completely wet again, so sticky. I lubricated my fingers and slowly rubbed them on her clitoris, and she moaned louder and louder. I sucked harder, and my fingers increased the frequency of the rubbing. She let out an "Ah..." and suddenly squeezed her thighs together, lifting her buttocks to match my thrusts.

Suddenly, she pulled my hand away: "No, I don't want this, okay? Let's take it slow." She sat up, threw back the covers, and reached for my penis, which was already rock hard. She gently stroked it, and I closed my eyes to enjoy it. Suddenly, I felt a heat down there, and she took my penis into her mouth, quickly moving it up and down. I could feel her tongue circling the head of my penis. She was amazing; she could move the head up and down so fast and coordinate with her tongue. It seemed she practiced with her husband often!

She took it deeper and deeper, as if each thrust was reaching her throat. Wow! It felt so good. My wife never does this. If I go too deep, she gets nauseous. Doesn't she feel anything?

"Oh...so good! Oh...you...you're so amazing..." I couldn't help but moan. It felt so good, a feeling I'd never experienced before: "Oh...so good..."

Oral sex felt great, but I'd never ejaculated during oral sex before. No matter what my wife did, I never ejaculated. But what happened today? It felt so good, I couldn't take it anymore: "Oh... I can't take it anymore, stop, I can't take it anymore... oh..."

She didn't stop at all, instead sucking my penis even faster, "Oh... the head of your penis is so hot, oh... I can't take it anymore, oh... uh..." I couldn't control myself, and I shoved it all into her mouth, ejaculating down her throat. So good! This feeling was no less than ejaculating inside her vagina.

She kept sucking, and sucking very hard. My penis was already soft, but she stretched it out so long with her mouth, and she sucked all the semen out of my urethra. Oh, God! I feel so uncomfortable, oh... I can't help but laugh, it's too uncomfortable.

She lifted her head, wiped her mouth with a napkin, but didn't spit anything out, she ate it all!

She lay down on my shoulder, smiling at me. "Was it good? Now you know how good I am, right? Just a little bit and you can't hold back!"

"It was really good, I've never felt this before, I love you to death. Aren't you afraid I won't be able to get hard later?"

"You have a mouth too! If you can't get hard, just use your mouth!"

"No problem, I'll make you feel good right now."

Actually, I quite like giving women oral sex, as long as their vaginas are clean. I like the smell of that pungent scent up close; and I can also observe the shape of their vaginas closely. Every vagina is different, each with its own characteristics.

I slowly crawled between her thighs, spreading them apart. The room was well-lit, and I could clearly see the shape of her vagina. Her vagina was much cleaner than I had imagined, not very dark in color, and with very little hair, just a thin layer. Her vagina was already very wet, looking oily and shiny.

I licked her labia majora with my tongue, licking back and forth between her inner thighs and labia majora. I slowly licked around her vulva, and she was clearly overwhelmed by the stimulation. Her hips swayed from side to side, trying to bring her clitoris to my tongue, but I always avoided touching it.

After teasing her like this for a while, I slipped my tongue into the middle of her vulva, parting her labia. The flesh at the entrance of her vagina was so tender, pink. I stretched my tongue out as far as it could and slowly inserted it into her opening. She let out an "Oh..." sound, as if she had received great satisfaction. Each time my tongue went in, I would roll it up, spreading the entire opening open.

She was very wet, slightly salty, but without any strange smell, only a faint fishy smell. I started to thrust faster and faster, and when my tongue rolled up, it would occasionally touch her clitoris. She enjoyed it immensely, and her cries grew louder and louder. I guess she couldn't take it anymore at the end, and she directly cried out, "Lick my clitoris! It's so uncomfortable, lick my clitoris, my vulva is so itchy..."

I simply stopped thrusting in and used my mouth to suck on her labia minora, gently pulling them up and holding them in my mouth, then rubbing them with my tongue. Slowly, I started licking the inside of her thighs again, without touching her vulva. She simply reached over and used her fingers to touch her clitoris, shaking it constantly. So this is how women masturbate! Although I had guessed it before, this was the first time I had actually seen it.

She covered her clitoris with three fingers, shaking her hand rapidly. I grabbed her hand, preventing her from doing it herself, and gently placed my mouth on her pubic hair, slowly kissing downwards, inching closer to her clitoris. As the distance grew closer, her moans grew louder, and her buttocks slowly lifted.

But I deliberately skipped her clitoris, and just below it, my tongue vibrated at top speed. Her buttocks sank down desperately, but her clitoris still couldn't touch my tongue.

"You bastard, don't do this! I want... hurry! I want it..." She knew I was teasing her.

I lifted my mouth and suddenly took her clitoris into my mouth, sucking it hard. "Ah... oh... so good... you bastard, you're making me feel so good..." she immediately cried out in pleasure.

With her clitoris in my mouth, I quickly swept it with my tongue, "Pop!" I suddenly released her clitoris and licked it forcefully with my tongue. Her juices had already flowed to her anus. I gently rubbed and inserted my fingers into her anus, while my mouth continued to rub her clitoris rapidly.

"Ah..." She suddenly grabbed my hand tightly, thrusting her hips upwards forcefully. I knew she was about to climax, so I sucked her clitoris again, groaning exaggeratedly as I rubbed it hard, my fingers rapidly thrusting in and out of her anus.

"Ah...ah...uh..." Her hips moved slower and slower until they stopped moving altogether. I looked closely at her vagina, and a stream of clear, lustful fluid flowed down. Her eyes were closed, her face flushed, and she was still panting, her large breasts rising and falling. She looked so beautiful!

I crawled to her side and gently took her nipple into my mouth. I was exhausted, so I leaned against her shoulder, suckling her breast, and fell asleep. She gently kissed my forehead. Gradually, we drifted off to sleep…

After that day, we made time to meet almost every week, usually at her place. There, we didn't have to worry about being disturbed; we could make love freely and indulge in our wantonness.

Every time we went to her place, we would take off our clothes, sometimes watching porn, sometimes browsing pornographic websites. She trained me to be increasingly skilled; the best time we did it was forty-five minutes straight. But honestly, the longer it lasted, the less enjoyable it felt. Towards the end, the pleasure wasn't intense anymore; it was just mechanical thrusting, trying to ejaculate quickly.

She, however, thoroughly enjoyed it. She orgasmed incredibly quickly. Sometimes, while watching porn, I would suckle her breasts, my fingers gently touching her clitoris, and she would quickly reach orgasm. So, every time we made love, she would have two or three orgasms. Undeniably, this greatly boosted my confidence and made me irrevocably fall into her arms.

We were indeed very intimate when we were together, but we also made it very clear that we wouldn't affect each other's families. We'll break up when her husband comes back, burying this memory deep in our hearts, letting it remain the brightest moment of our lives.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, we've been dating for almost half a year. Her husband is about to return to his home country, and her son is on vacation and has moved back home. That day was very hot. We were in a private room at a teahouse, and we both knew in our hearts that this might be our last date. The atmosphere was awkward. We sat there in silence for a long time…

“James, I… I want to thank you. I’ve been very happy these past six months. I don’t know how I would have gotten through so long without you by my side,” Hui finally broke the silence.

“Silly, I was happy too! Don’t be like this. We haven’t even broken up yet, and you’re already making me feel like a stranger.”

Hui gave a bitter smile, and we fell silent again.

“Come on, come with me.” I didn’t want to sit there awkwardly any longer. After ordering the bill, I took her to a nearby hotel.

This was the second time we’d dated outside her home. The first time was on a company trip, and we signed up together for Guilin. That night in Yangshuo, the other colleagues went to see the film "Liu Sanjie," while we made an excuse to sneak away and hide in her room for a tryst. But it wasn't a pleasant experience because she was the only woman there, so she slept with the tour guide.

We had calculated they wouldn't be back for about three hours, but our tour guide entrusted the others to another guide and went straight back to rest. When the tour guide returned, we had already showered, and Hui was giving me a blowjob with her excellent oral skills. The key was stuck with Hui, and the tour guide, assuming we were out at a bar, had a waiter come and open the door. Luckily, we were cautious and had used a security chain, otherwise, we would have been incredibly embarrassed.

Suddenly hearing someone open the door, we panicked. The tour guide, seeing the security chain, quickly greeted her, "Ah, you're in there? I'm sorry, I thought you hadn't come back yet."

Hui reacted quickly, immediately saying, "Oh, I'm taking a shower. Please wait in the lobby for a moment, I'll call you when I'm done." The tour guide, probably quite worldly, understood that it wasn't convenient to go into the room right now. "It's alright, it's alright, I'll go downstairs and chat for a while, no need to rush." With that, the tour guide went downstairs.

We had completely lost interest, and my little brother had long since returned to his six-thirty state. After getting dressed, Hui opened the door to check, and I slipped out. That night, we spent the entire night in bars on Yangshuo's Foreigners' Street. Since then, we've never done it outside again.

Today's hotel is quite nice, a near four-star hotel. It was very quiet all the way to the room, with hardly anyone in sight. After entering the room, I immediately hugged her, and we kissed passionately, our tongues intertwining in each other's mouths, our saliva completely mingling.

Hui was completely absorbed. After so long, I realized she really enjoyed my kisses. Each time, she would close her eyes and savor the moment, completely absorbed. After what seemed like an eternity, we separated. "Let's take a shower first, it's too hot today," Hui said, slowly taking off her clothes. She had a petite figure. Perhaps because my wife is taller, I've always admired petite women.

Hui had a little bit of extra fat on her stomach, which was understandable given she was 42, but it was only noticeable when she bent over or sat down; it was invisible when she stood or lay down. Most striking were her large breasts, roughly the same size as my wife's, but on her petite frame, they appeared even more impressive and full.

Her buttocks were round and slightly protruding; women with those buttocks looked like they knew how to have sex. I don't know when it started, but I began to pay attention to women's buttocks. I'd heard people say that teenagers look at a woman's face, men in their twenties focus on her breasts, and after thirty, a woman's buttocks are what most arouse a man's sexual desire. I don't think it's entirely correct, but there's definitely some truth to it.

I quietly admired Hui's body, wondering if I'd ever have the chance to see her again. I wanted to etch every detail of her into my mind.

"Want to shower together?" Hui interrupted my thoughts. "Oh!" I stood up and quickly took off my clothes. Hui had already adjusted the water temperature. We stood in the bathtub, her head resting on my chest. I gently held her, and we stood there motionless, letting the water wash over our bodies.

Not wanting to waste time, I poured some shower gel and started lathering Hui's back. She washed me too, her breasts soft, gently rubbing against my skin. Hui knelt down, massaging my penis with lots of bubbles, gently pulling back the foreskin to wash every corner of the glans.

My penis was already erect. Hui continued washing me slowly, her eyes always fixed on my penis, her gaze filled with a mixture of love and tenderness. I knew she cherished this moment too; she didn't want to let go, as if letting go would mean it would no longer belong to her.

I helped Hui up and held her in my arms again. Hui burst into tears, and I gently patted her, saying, "Don't cry. It will always be yours. Whenever you miss it, it will come back to you." Hui nodded slightly.

I carried Hui out of the bathroom and gently placed her on the bed. "Let's enjoy ourselves one more time!" I sucked on her nipple, while vigorously kneading her other breast with one hand. I sucked hard; I knew Hui liked it this way. She began to moan, and I slowly kissed her downwards. Her abdomen tightened, her buttocks lifted slightly, and her vulva protruded high. I smelled the scent of her vagina—very faint, mostly masked by the scent of her shower gel.

I immediately took her clitoris into my mouth. "Ah..." All the previous sorrow vanished, leaving only endless pleasure. She said she really enjoyed it when I licked her vagina. She said I was very attentive and meticulous when giving her oral sex, and I had a good rhythm. I was slow when I needed to, so she could truly feel the pleasure of each lick. As the pleasure gradually intensified, I would gradually speed up the pace. Just before climaxing, I would slow down again, letting her pleasure build up little by little. She would feel like she was in a state of orgasm for a long time without collapsing. When I stimulated her intensely again, her pleasure would be fully released.

This time was no different. However, before she climaxed, I quickly thrust my penis deep into her vagina and then pumped rapidly. Hui gripped my buttocks tightly with her hands, pressing down desperately, shouting loudly, "I'm coming..." She gasped for breath, her body trembling, almost like she was convulsing.

I slowed down the rhythm of my thrusting, letting her catch her breath for a while. Hui slowly opened her eyes, smiled at me, pulled my head down, kissed me, and softly said, "I'll do it." I rolled over and lay on my back, and Hui sat on top of me, slowly lowering herself onto my penis.

She bounced up and down, and I could clearly see my penis going in and out of her vagina. Hui bounced energetically, vigorously rubbing her breasts, her eyes closed, making "uh, uh" sounds. I supported her buttocks to help her, so she could save some effort.

After a while, she changed to back-and-forth movements, supporting herself with her hands beside me. This was probably less strenuous for her; her breasts swayed back and forth, and I gently rubbed her nipples. Every movement she made was forceful; I knew she wanted to make me feel good. This was Hui's worst move; she usually couldn't last long doing this. But this time she lasted a long time, and my pleasure grew stronger and stronger. Hui was already drenched in sweat.

I was almost there. "Wait, let's change positions." I didn't want to ejaculate yet, so we switched to a doggy style. Hui's front was raised, and I squeezed her breasts hard. She was in ecstasy, tilting her head back and releasing loudly. To control my sensations, I pulled in and out slowly, and Hui responded to my rhythm, bouncing with each thrust.

I put Hui down, and she lay face down so I could penetrate deeper. While I was penetrating her vagina, I rubbed her anus with my fingers. It was very wet, and I easily slid in a finger joint. Hui wouldn't let me play with her anus; a finger joint was the limit. If I went any deeper, she would cry out in pain, so that became the place I longed for.

'If I don't do it today, I'll never have another chance,' the thought suddenly flashed through my mind. I whispered, "Can I do it from behind?" Hui hesitated for a moment, then nodded. I was excited, pulled out my penis, and aimed it at her anus.

"Go slower!"

"I know." I didn't want her to suffer. I rubbed the head of my penis against her anus, very slowly inserting it. The head went in, but Hui seemed a little uncomfortable and cried out.

"Relax, don't be nervous, the more nervous you are, the more it will hurt."

I wasn't in a hurry to penetrate, massaging her buttock muscles with my hands to help her relax. I tried to insert it again. "Oh, no...it still hurts, let me lie down." Hui flopped onto the bed, lying flat: "Let me try again."

She really knew how to find a way! Lying like this, her muscles could completely relax. I spread her buttocks and aimed my penis at her anus, but the angle was always wrong, it kept slipping to the side. Hui turned her hand over and held my penis, aiming it at her anus. I slowly sank down, and it went in again.

I inserted it little by little, wow! So tight, my little brother had never experienced so much resistance before, so good! I didn't rush to insert it all the way in, but instead thrust in and out gently. Before I knew it, my penis was completely inside her anus. It felt so good, my cock was being tightly wrapped around her.

"Are you okay?"

"Mmm." Hui was still a little nervous.

I slowly started thrusting in and out, and I could feel the opening getting looser. Now it was effortless to insert it. I gradually thrust faster and faster, each thrust hitting her buttocks hard. "Oh...mmm..." Hui started moaning. Was she getting pleasure too?

I lifted her buttocks and made her lie face down. Now I thrust very hard and very forcefully. She was getting more and more pleasured, and her cries grew louder and louder: "Ah...so good...oh...thrust...fuck me to death...oh~~" Hui was completely enjoying the pleasure of being penetrated from behind. I knew that once she experienced pleasure, she was about to climax, so I increased the frequency and thrust even harder.

"Ah...it's hanging, it's hanging again, so good! So good! So good..." She cried out loudly in sync with the speed of my thrusts. When we have sex, she often "hangs," meaning she stays in a state of orgasm for a long time, sometimes for over a minute!

I don't know if other women feel this way, but my wife definitely doesn't. Hui said she never felt this way before; once she came, it was over. But this "hanging" feeling is amazing—it's like reaching orgasm but still needing to pull away for a while before truly releasing. So every time she "hangs," she's exhausted, completely drained and almost fainting.

Hearing her cry like that, I couldn't hold back anymore; the pleasure intensified. Hui used her hand to stimulate her clitoris, "Ah...ah...ah..." She finally released. At the same time, I ejaculated a thick stream of semen into her anus.

Hui lay in my arms, neither of us saying anything. I quietly smoked.

Time flew by; it was almost 5 o'clock.

"I have to go back and cook for my son," Hui said softly.

"Can we still be together? Your husband won't know."

"No, I still can't forgive myself for what I've done these past few days. Actually, every time after we're done, I hate myself a little, but when I see you, I can't control myself. He's back, I can't treat him like this anymore." "

Is this really the end for us?" I still can't accept this fact. I always felt that her husband's return wouldn't affect our relationship.

"You've given me a happiness I've never experienced before. I don't regret being with you. I won't forget you." Hui was already in tears. She kissed me, then got up to get dressed. I tried to pull her back, but I couldn't.

I looked at her quietly, but she became increasingly blurry in my eyes. I secretly wiped away my tears and continued to look at her...

"I have to go." Hui reached out to touch me, and I grabbed her hand, but I didn't dare say anything. I was afraid I would burst into tears. I just kept kissing her hand. I couldn't see anything anymore, only heard Hui sobbing softly.

Hui slowly withdrew her hand, walked to the door, and turned around: "Don't forget me, I love you..."

[The End]

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Postscript:

After Hui and I broke up, there was an awkward period because I really didn't want to affect her life. I had a feeling that if I insisted on asking her out, we could still see each other occasionally, but since we had made a promise, I would keep it.

We barely spoke for several months, deliberately avoiding each other, but we could clearly feel each other's love.

On her birthday, I bought a necklace and gave it to her when no one was around. She was very happy, and I asked her how she was doing. She said it was just so-so, the child was so big now, and besides, her husband was quite considerate. I said, "As long as you're doing well, I'm relieved."

Now, Hui and I can face each other openly, and we never mention those intoxicating days again. When we're with colleagues, we can joke around naturally.

It's over, really over, perhaps this is the best outcome!

It's been two years since Hui and I broke up, and I really miss the happy feeling we had together. Actually, I still hope to meet a woman around 45 years old here, because I think having sex with a woman of that age is the happiest and most harmonious.

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