God always leaves a door open for you.

I've been incredibly unlucky lately. Several family members have been admitted to the ICU, my car was vandalized and my bag stolen while parked in broad daylight on a Nanjing street, my loved one was hit by a car, and my work is fraught with difficulties. I've been on 69 for a while without much success; most people probably don't want to accept single men, especially someone as unlucky as me. Having previously run a small commercial website, I know a bit about the ins and outs of this industry, so I was skeptical that 69 might not be as genuine as most people imagine. Unexpectedly, opportunity knocked amidst my despair. This morning, while I was lamenting my misfortune, a member, Mr. Y, messaged me on QQ, saying he was in Nanjing and asking where to eat. Mr. Y had previously said his wife wouldn't accept me, so like with all my other members, I hadn't held out much hope, just chatting occasionally. This sudden turn of events left me both delighted and shocked. Delighted because opportunity had come so close for the first time, shocked because all my cards, documents, and cash had been stolen, and my car was missing a window at the dealership. Who could believe that all these things would happen on our first meeting? Honestly, I wouldn't believe it if someone told me that. Luckily, Jack Ma developed Alipay, so I borrowed a friend's car and ID to go to the South Railway Station. Driving along, I kept thinking, what if there's a chance? If they see I only have my ID, it's all over! But then I thought maybe they just wanted me as a guide, and I was just daydreaming. I shouldn't overthink it. When picking them up, I used Alipay to book the buffet at the Greenland InterContinental Hotel. I could help myself to whatever I wanted; the environment was nice, and the food wouldn't be bad. It's a pity the visibility was so bad today, ruining the view of the world's seventh tallest building. While waiting, I didn't say anything unnecessary to avoid any awkwardness due to differing expectations. It's better to keep a calm and collected mindset. I'd only seen Mr. Y's photos before, but Nanjing South Railway Station has a strange characteristic: there are very few people picking up passengers. So at least he should be able to find me. Here's the important part: when the couple came out, I recognized them before Mr. Y and greeted them, but his wife turned her head away shyly towards her husband. Sigh? This is getting interesting!! My heart started pounding. I politely observed the couple the whole way, and they seemed to be doing the same thing as me. Their first impressions were probably both okay. The lady got in the car first, and her husband and I put our luggage in. I asked Mr. Y, "How's work going?" Mr. Y said, "I've done everything I needed to do. It's up to her." So we continued our flirting. Clearly, maintaining a harmonious environment was crucial; even the slightest unpleasantness could kill the first time. We chatted and laughed all the way to the restaurant. It wasn't crowded at lunchtime, the atmosphere was nice, and everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves. During the meal, Mr. Y and I brought up some harmless, flirtatious topics, and the lady just smiled without saying anything. Judging from her body language, she clearly knew what her husband wanted, and at least wasn't objecting. So we continued our flirting. But hold on, hold on!! Luckily, a colleague called several times during lunch, urging me to finish some work for the afternoon. So I asked if we should leave our luggage at the hotel first, and I'd show them around after I finished my business. Taobao was too late, so I had to use Alipay to join the InterContinental Hotel group. I let the lady sit in the restaurant for a while while Mr. Y and I went downstairs to check in. Mr. Y was very proactive in introducing the hotel, and things seemed promising. But wait! As soon as we got out of the elevator, the lady was radiant, her movements a little clumsy. Once in the room, after such a long journey, she needed a shower, right? The lady pretended not to hear me, blushing. Mr. Y pulled her inside, and I was watching TV, itching to get back in. This TV was getting more and more annoying! A little while later, I overheard them arguing a bit, seemingly about what to wear, or even whether to wear anything at all. I don't like prying into people's privacy, so I didn't listen. Finally, they came out wrapped in towels, and the lady quickly retreated to bed, glued to the TV. Mr. Y said I was tired too, and I should take a shower, saying it was a hotel, might as well shower. That makes sense! Although I don't sweat much, I still took a thorough shower. When I came out, what should I wear? Nothing seemed quite right, no wonder they were discussing it for a while. Actually, if I had known what was happening outside, I wouldn't have hesitated before finally choosing a bathrobe. Opening the bathroom door, I heard the beautiful woman softly say, "No, thank you." The couple had already started. The bath towel was nowhere to be seen; Mr. Y was on top, their lower bodies under the covers. Their upper bodies were naked. The beautiful woman didn't even look at me, turning her head away. Mr. Y smiled at me, gesturing for me to come over. On a whim, I didn't get on the bed, but went to the other side to see the beautiful woman's turned face. She laughed and turned back to me, so I went back to look. She turned to the middle, laughing, and closed her eyes, "I don't care!" I got on the bed, watching them make love, listening to their alluring moans, caressing their captivating bodies, feeling the shock of this morally reprehensible act. This must be what they call having your worldview shattered. Mr. Y told me to get on top, but I didn't immediately enter. I positioned myself so my penis could touch her, gently stroking her labia and clitoris in circles. I told her she was beautiful, sexy, alluring, and very wet. She trembled as I caressed her, gripping her husband's hand tightly. Mr. Y then took her hand and made her masturbate. Her movements were very gentle and slow. I finally entered her, and at that moment I felt her whole body harden. With each movement, she slowly relaxed, her voice growing louder. Mr. Y wanted her to give him a blowjob, but she seemed unable to. Mr. Y looked at us, and I wondered what his feelings were like compared to mine. I don't know if it was a coincidence, sufficient foreplay, or environmental factors, but her sensitive spots were easy to find. Once I found them, I thrust repeatedly, sometimes gently rubbing against her. She squirted in less than five minutes. This was the first time I had made a girl I had never been with squirt, and I was quite surprised. I always felt that squirting required more contact, a thorough understanding of the woman's body, and for the woman to become familiar with my body; it usually took at least three or four times. There were even two girls I couldn't make squirt. Perhaps this was indeed a coincidence. After she squirted, I felt she had already experienced it and didn't need it anymore, so I thought I could ask her to help Mr. Y and me ejaculate outside the vagina. Mr. Y said no, and told me to stay inside. I felt she didn't want to anymore. I suggested she rest for a while before continuing, because I'd only been up for four or five minutes and wouldn't be there quickly, and I was worried she might feel uncomfortable. She said okay, he said no. I said, "Why don't you insist?" I took a bath with Mr. and Mrs. N, and she let us do whatever we wanted. When I went out, they were already dressed. She tidied the room, as if nothing had happened, as if it were just a dream. Dreams aren't always this wonderful! At least I've never dreamt of such a thing. In the afternoon, he was going to accompany her shopping, so I took them to Wangfujing Street. We agreed to have dinner together that evening, and then enjoy the sounds of oars and lanterns on the Qinhuai River, and perhaps, something else!

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