My Love Diary – An Adulterous Love Affair

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Tutoring was actually one of my most important jobs during college. It provided me with a lot of financial support, but I never imagined it would develop into something emotionally.
The debt on the bank.
The female protagonist is a divorced single mother with a huge fortune, which allows her to easily raise a child on her own.
When I was a junior in college, in order to earn more money, I got to know the mother and son through a tutoring agency.
I taught children for two years, and finally, in accordance with the constitution, I had to serve in the military and fulfill my duty.
During my military service, I wrote letters more often than I met in person because I was stationed on an outlying island.
She was very kind to me and we kept in touch by letter. When I came back from my holiday, we went out for a meal, but there was nothing particularly arousing between us.
The story takes place after I was discharged from the military…
She sent her son abroad to study, leaving herself alone in Taiwan to care for her parents. Living a leisurely life alone, she naturally became a free spirit after her recent military discharge.
For me, they're the people I chat with and joke around with.
On a midsummer night, I don't remember why I called her; I just wanted to ask her out for a drink and a chat.
We sat in a bar on Twin Street, drinking glass after glass of Rehmannia Decoction. And so it flowed into our bellies along with our desires.
After we realized we were both somewhat tipsy, amidst the clinking of glasses, I noticed her appearance; she still possessed a certain charm, especially when I bent over...
As I bent down to pick up the fallen straw, I noticed her shapely calves, and unintentionally caught a glimpse of her white panties peeking out between her legs…
Several times when she spoke to me, I couldn't concentrate because I was staring at her lips, hopelessly fantasizing about her using those sexy, thin lips to...
Exploiting my male weaknesses…
I took a taxi and dropped her off at her doorstep.
I suddenly needed to urinate, so I suggested to her that I borrow her toilet, and she readily agreed to let me in.
After using the restroom, I naturally walked back to the living room and said goodbye to her.
At the living room doorway, as I put on my shoes and stood up, she suddenly hugged me from behind around the waist and thanked me.
I couldn't hold back any longer, so I turned around and kissed her lips, my lips gently enveloping hers.
I gently explored her mouth with my tongue, probably because I was a little tipsy.
As she turned to close the door, her nimble hand had already unzipped my pants, and she bent down to release my already aroused little prisoner.
As I expected, she was wild, and all her sexual fantasies in the bar actually came true.
Right there at the doorway, their lips teased each other, igniting a fire of passion. I stood there, looking down at her thin lips curving together.
His fingers slid back and forth.
Her rosy tongue traced the intensity of her body's thirst on my little prisoner's skin; the aphrodisiac power of alcohol, combined with the visual stimulation, caused a large part of my body to...
It was both black and red, and under the light it looked bright and slightly shiny.
She slowly stood up, a trace of wet liquid still lingering at the corner of her mouth, and led me into the bedroom, wrapping her arm around mine. As we walked, she helped me undress.
Suddenly, she pushed me onto the bed, lifted her short skirt, sat on me, and pulled down the corner of her underwear...
From her unrestrained and wild cries, we can see the direct, thirsty, and unpretentious sexual intercourse between a man and a woman.
Based on my sexual fantasies of the past two years, I changed positions to satisfy her desires. Having just finished two years as a child soldier, all the lust within me was now ignited.
Then, it all turned into a stream of extremely hot magma.
He vented his anger from behind, splattering it all over the hem of her skirt, which was still up and turned outwards. Her body gradually went limp with each cry…
The next morning, I woke up from my drowsy state and saw her sleeping peacefully beside me. She was probably too tired, as she hadn't changed out of her clothes yet.
Out of curiosity, I instinctively moved closer to her chest, pulled her clothes off, and flipped up her bra. I saw her small breasts, well-proportioned...
Do it well.
She still had pink nipples after giving birth, and they were already erect before I could even tease her.
My hands and mouth were already on command, imagining myself suckling her milk like an infant.
After I woke her up, she opened her eyes and smiled.
She rolled over and lay on my stomach, pulled back the covers, and with her skillful touch, captured my lustful soul, playing a melodious reveille for me.
I watched as her hair bobbed up and down in front of my eyes. With her skillful fingers and lips working in perfect harmony, I surrendered to her mouth once more, and she swallowed it whole…
Every night, as darkness falls, my heart involuntarily flies to her bedside, sneaking into her bedroom every night, hidden from family and friends. To fully understand...
The two years of abstinence finally gave way to the long-parched desires of her body.
A closer look at our bedside reveals a wild and desperate space.
Because of these kinds of affairs, which are similar to adultery and social taboos, they are able to fully release their emotions during sex.
In other words, it is also a disguised form of stimulation of life and desire.
Although we both know that this kind of relationship is absolutely unacceptable in today's society—of course, there are exceptions—it requires a lot of sacrifice.
The cost. Firstly, the cost is unpredictable, and secondly, it will certainly be very high. We can only live one day at a time.
Several attempts to break up failed due to the torment of lust.
I must admit that her excellent sexual skills made me extremely excited and comfortable when we made love.
Her youthful body made me think of her involuntarily, and she couldn't resist my teasing every time.
I was once infatuated with her, and it's not that I didn't want to marry her; however, the pressure from society and public opinion made me hesitate several times when I tried to make a commitment to her.
She denied everything, died peacefully, and left behind only some memories of her life.
I'm considering whether I should stand up for her and fight against all external criticism, family blame, misunderstanding, and other factors, considering her situation, and what the future holds.
After considering factors such as how to face her child, we finally compromised with the pressure from all sides and gave up.
Undeniably, under her guidance and instruction, I learned very quickly, in everything from my outlook on life and values to my attitude towards work and even sexual techniques.
Many changes occurred under her tutelage.
As for whether the change is good or bad, it's too early to judge. But having her in my growth process has indeed brought many changes and opportunities to my life journey.
On this Valentine's Day, besides wishing all couples a Happy Valentine's Day, I also want to thank her for adding a brilliant chapter to my life's journey.
A rainbow.
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