Married man vs. older single female white-collar worker

The Dragon Boat Festival is almost here, and with nothing to do, I saw that everyone on the forum was writing their stories, so I tried to recall one myself.
Meeting Xiaoyan was by chance, but our subsequent relationship was perhaps inevitable.
I'm considered a young person with some achievements in the industry. I was once invited to share my experiences with newcomers and those with some experience in Hubei Province. To me, it was just an opportunity to satisfy my vanity, but to the audience, my achievements at this age might seem a bit unbelievable. Haha, actually, after work, I'm a bit of a rebel, unrestrained and imaginative.
The day after my presentation, several people added me on QQ, including Xiaoyan. She had been in the industry longer than me and was two years older. In our initial conversations, we were both very humble towards each other. I also enjoyed the compliments and appreciation from a woman.
Later, we unknowingly started talking about relationships. I asked her why she wasn't getting married sooner despite having such good qualities. She said she had her own standards and didn't want to settle. She wanted to find a popular, best-selling product, and I basically met those standards.
I sensed a hint of ambiguity in her words, and with the communication skills of an experienced man, I subtly told her that I had feelings for another girl. She insisted that I show her a picture of the other girl, so I found one on my computer. She knew she had no chance, because even though I was still single, she didn't have any advantage over the other two.
Later, she asked to become my student, and I readily agreed, but on the condition that she start by abandoning her preconceived notions. She suggested we find an opportunity to learn from her in person, and perhaps because my partner had been away for a while, I didn't refuse. After all, normal friendships don't necessarily require something to happen.
I mentioned that mutton is good for your health in winter, so I suggested we go to a unique halal restaurant to eat mutton soup, along with a pot of hot Shaoxing wine. She boasted that although she wasn't a big drinker, she could easily drink half a jin (250ml) or eight liang (400ml). I said that since it's a small gathering of good friends, it's good to have some hot Shaoxing wine in winter, and then order mutton soup later. It would be perfect for busy people like us.
So we started by drinking Shaoxing wine. I said, with a hint of malice, that she needed to drink at least half a cup to feel the warmth in her stomach. She did as I said and drank with me. After two or three cups, her eyelids were visibly drooping. I didn't expect her to get drunk so quickly; she was almost collapsing onto the table.
I could only ask the waiter to pack up the food while I helped her up to see if she could sober up in the cold wind outside. But she didn't seem to be waking up at all, so I found a hotel nearby, put her on the bed, and she tripped over me, whether intentionally or unintentionally, and I fell on top of her. I was a little out of it myself at that point, so I tried to find her, but to my surprise, her tongue was already eagerly trying to get into my mouth, and she murmured, "It's hot, help me take off my clothes."
So I clumsily started helping her undress, only to discover that this task wasn't easy. Her mixed-and-matched outfit wasn't something that could be pulled off all at once. First, I had to take off her down jacket, then her mesh sweater, next her linen shirt, her pink tank top, and finally her peach-colored bra. Her lower body consisted of jeans, wool pants, thin thermal underwear, and a peach-colored thong. After I finished undressing her, she wrapped the blanket tightly around herself, curling up in a ball.
I quickly stripped off my clothes and snuggled up to her. She naturally hugged me, which I assumed was because she was a little cold from drinking, so I let her hold me. Her mouth and hands began to roam over my body, and I could only try to cooperate. I realized that being a single woman in your late twenties or early thirties isn't easy; you may have a glamorous image, but you also carry a loneliness that others can't bear. Slowly, her tongue moved to the base of my thighs. She didn't take my already erect penis directly into her mouth, but instead started from my groin and moved down my thighs, slowly teasing my testicles before taking them into her mouth one by one. I cooperated by pressing my tongue against the top of her labia, gently scratching without going deep, based on experience. Finally, she slid her tongue over my penis and gently scratched the head, while her hands began to caress my buttocks and testicles. I realized that this woman really understood men.
We finally got into position, but I was still a little hesitant. So I guided her to lie face down on the bed, and I slowly entered her from behind. I noticed how firm and elastic her buttocks were; the soft skin of her buttocks rubbed against my stomach, making me feel how well our bodies complemented each other. She seemed dissatisfied with the depth of my entry from behind, and soon rolled over, guiding me to enter in a normal position. She placed her hands on my buttocks, indicating that I should push harder. My hands also began to wander over her breasts; they weren't large, but they were quite well-endowed. She put one of my fingers into her mouth and began to suck on them rhythmically. I realized that two people of the opposite sex who weren't very familiar with each other could have such a tacit understanding during their first time having sex.
Perhaps it was because of the alcohol and a bit of nervousness, but I ejaculated after about ten minutes. She didn't mind, and instead very understandingly let me lie down, her slender yet curvaceous body pressing against mine. She began kissing my entire body, starting from my neck, little by little, until she took each toe into her mouth. What I could feel was the heat burning within her and her inappropriate infatuation with me.
Out of a little guilt, I didn't give her another chance. Instead, I let her lie down for a while, took a shower, and quietly left.

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