Does this count as an extramarital affair?

That day, I called her when I got back to my hometown. She said she was learning to drive and couldn't come out to have dinner with me. Her child is already in kindergarten. We grew up together. She was born in the Year of the Ox and has a bit of a stubborn temper. But she's very good to me. We talked easily. She went to work after graduating from middle school and later married someone from the plains, leaving the mountains. I really miss the carefree days of my childhood; 30 years have passed in the blink of an eye. I bought clothes for her child. Her husband is a full-time driver. I heard they had a big fight last year and even considered divorce. She called me a few times, but the number kept changing, yet I could always recognize her voice. I always advised her to make it work, to make it work for the sake of the child, and she accepted my advice. I heard they reconciled this year and are even planning to buy a car. To be honest, she's sometimes my object of desire. She's even a little taller than me; you could say she's tall, voluptuous, and has a beautiful face and a shapely bottom. But I know it's impossible for us, absolutely impossible. I invited her to my wedding, and she readily came with her daughter. He didn't come. Everyone has found a place to settle down, which is good. That evening, she called to invite me to her house. I'd be passing through that city; they live in the suburbs, so it would probably be a half-hour taxi ride. I wanted to see her life. I should have gone earlier; I bought some gifts on the way. They were very hospitable and cooked a lot of dishes. After dinner, I said I had to leave; I'd already booked my plane ticket. They didn't try to stop me, and we got along very well. We didn't contact each other again for about six months. One day, I suddenly received a call. She said she was at the train station, coming to my city to work, and asked if I could pick her up. I thought she was joking, but then she said it was serious. What could a high school graduate do here? I advised her to go back and take care of her daughter. She said she'd stay for two years and then go back; her child would be cared for by her grandparents. The jobs she could find generally didn't pay more than 3000 yuan. She chose a factory relatively close to my home and rented a place near the factory. I guessed she might have argued with her husband, so I didn't try to persuade her further. Maybe she'd go back on her own after a while, to avoid upsetting her. I basically stopped mentioning her family situation. We took her to a few tourist attractions when we had some free time, and she had a pretty good time. My wife went to visit relatives over the weekend, and I didn't have anywhere to eat, so I called her, and she invited me over. After dinner, I walked a long way with her to Lotus Supermarket to buy some daily necessities. When we got back, she asked if I wanted a back massage. A slight flutter of desire crossed my heart, and I said okay. She gently massaged my shoulders for about fifteen minutes. I said, "Are you tired? How about I give you a massage?" She didn't respond. I couldn't resist and my hand slowly slid down to her thigh, wanting to caress her private parts. She said not to touch me like that, or she'd tell her sister-in-law. I couldn't resist. I rolled over, wrapped my left arm around her waist, and forcefully and firmly slipped my right hand through her jeans towards the place I'd imagined countless times: her red lace-trimmed panties, panting and struggling. She was still resisting, but not so resolutely. It was so soft there, a thousand times softer than I'd imagined. After undressing, I quickly found that secret place, already overflowing with wetness. In countless fantasies, the movements are gentle and slow, but when the fantasy actually comes true, it's often wild and irrational... It felt so different from my wife's. After I ejaculated, we each leaned to one side, neither of us speaking. I gently asked, "How long has it been since you've done it?" She said he often came home very late and usually finished quickly. I could tell the frequency was low, probably because of his profession. I didn't ask any more questions. She said she hadn't had an orgasm in a year. I suddenly felt very selfish; I had only been thinking of myself and hadn't even considered that. After resting, I began to carefully caress her body. She closed her eyes, and I turned off the light and turned on the bedside lamp, its light very dim. I put my tongue into her private parts, and she first closed her legs, then slowly opened them. I gave her oral sex like in those porn movies. I like to touch her with my hands, but my wife objects. I tentatively used my fingers to explore her vagina, and she didn't object. I became bolder, inserting one finger and caressing her G-spot. Her breathing became more and more rapid, and finally her whole body trembled. Her upper body mechanically lifted up, then lay back down. I'd heard that women don't have a refractory period, unlike men who have a refractory period after ejaculation. Women are different from men, so I lifted her legs and resolutely and forcefully shoved it inside. She moaned a few times, letting me do as I pleased…

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