My girlfriend from Dalian

We dated for eight years. In the third year, she worked at a hotel and met a Japanese man, a senior manager at a well-known company. One time, she called me, and after hanging up, I didn't disconnect. I heard music playing on the other end, so I knew she had called me from the hotel. I immediately took a taxi to the hotel—the Yinfan Hotel in Dalian, in the development zone. I sat in the lobby and saw her come out with the Japanese man. I didn't move, just observed them. A while later, they returned. That night, I called her, shocked, but quickly pretended nothing was wrong. I knew they had probably slept together. Her face was slightly flushed. The Japanese man was probably more than ten years older than us. The next day, she told me the truth, saying she didn't want to leave me and wanted to maintain this relationship. We could hang out, be friends, eat together, play sports. I was silent. A week later, I picked her up for dinner and told her I agreed. Maybe this is what cuckoldry is. We were young then. Our sex became even more intense afterward. She showed me Japanese magazines and pictorials, trying to get me to accept her idea. Every time we made love, he made me lick her; perhaps there was still semen left by the Japanese man inside. I only found out this many years later, after which we broke up. Now he's married to a Japanese man. My cuckoldry complex remains forever in my heart.

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