【The Girls I Chased Over the Years】(07) Author: Zero Degree Longing

Author: Zero Degree Longing
Word Count: 5500

Chapter Seven: Pure and Sincere Love

In the days after breaking up with Xiaofeng, I questioned whether my character was too beastly. Changing women faster than
changing clothes , I couldn't help but feel ashamed of myself. So I went into seclusion for a while.
Looking back, it wasn't because I had a change of heart; I realized I was getting older and it was time to consider
my marriage. That's why the following story unfolds.

In October of the year I broke up with Xiaofeng, my former supervisor resigned, and several managers in the finance department, including the foreign manager,
strongly recommended me for the position of finance manager. I was really unsure of myself, as I had never done it before. After treating a few close colleagues to dinner, they also strongly recommended me, repeatedly expressing their support for my work. So, I accepted the appointment with
trepidation . After gradually becoming familiar with the business, I slowly adapted to my current job and gradually became more adept at handling it. However, since it's a company with monthly revenue of over 100 million, the workload in finance is still very heavy, and I often have to work overtime until very late. Company policy stipulates that only supervisors can take taxis when working overtime. Haiyan and I lived on the same route, so I would give her a ride every time I worked overtime, and that's how we gradually got to know each other better. Actually, when Haiyan first joined the company, I didn't have a very deep impression of her. At that time, she had a messy hairstyle, which wasn't my type. Since the previous supervisor left, I was basically the oldest person in the finance department, so these young girls and juniors jokingly called me "Old Man," and Haiyan was no exception. And since she had just graduated, she inevitably made mistakes at work, so I would call her "Little Swallow" and say, "Come here, you've made another mistake." As the employees gradually became close friends, I also started making friends with them on WeChat. They often joked around with me. One day, I went to assign work to Haiyan. When I got to her seat, she was lost in thought. I tapped on her desk, and she jumped, exclaiming, "You old man, you're like a ghost! You scared me to death!" She clutched her chest, and I noticed her chest heaving with her fright. I teased, "Old woman, you've been missing me for so long, and you're already so absorbed in me?" Haiyan laughed and scolded, "Get lost, I don't miss you at all!" While assigning her work, I noticed she had written something on a scrap of paper: "xx..." (Of course not me), when will I be able to enter your heart? I squatted down and jokingly said, " Whose heart do you want to enter?" Haiyan immediately slammed the paper on the table and said to me in a flustered whisper, " How can you be like this? Prying into other people's privacy, I'm not talking to you anymore." Looking at her flustered yet innocent eyes, I thought to myself, isn't this the girl I've been looking for? I've searched for her a thousand times, and she's right there in the dim light. From then on, I paid more attention to her. Every smile and frown of hers was deeply imprinted in my heart. Every gesture and movement of hers was so beautiful in my eyes. I would often find opportunities to interact with her more, chat more, and have heart-to-heart talks more. In short, I created every possible opportunity to be with her. A chance encounter made me even more important to Haiyan. One day, Haiyan went to the workshop to get some documents and accidentally twisted her ankle. After resting for a few days, she insisted on returning to work, but walking was still difficult, especially going up and down stairs. Since the finance department was on the second floor, the arduous task of carrying her to and from work and during lunchtime fell to me. It was still early autumn, and her clothes were relatively thin. Every time I carried her, I could clearly feel her breasts pressing against my back and the elastic, smooth , and my penis would get aroused. One evening, after working overtime, I took a taxi to take her home. When we arrived at Haiyan's rented apartment, I got out of the car and carried her upstairs. Since she lived on the fourth floor, I was panting and sweating profusely after each floor , and I had to stop and rest. When we reached the third floor, I joked, "You're getting heavier and heavier, like a little pig. You should lose some weight, or you won't be able to get married." She laughed and scolded, "You're the pig! You're just not exercising enough. If you don't exercise, you'll embarrass yourself by not being able to carry your wife upstairs when you get married." I said, "Isn't this exactly what it means to carry my wife upstairs? This is a rehearsal for our wedding." Haiyan blushed and didn't say a word . After resting for a while, I carried Haiyan up the stairs again. When we were a few steps away, my strength gave way , and Haiyan started to slip on my back. I lifted her up with a push, and my hand accidentally grabbed her inner thigh. Her breasts brushed against my back, and the feeling was incredible. My penis immediately sprang to attention. Haiyan let out a soft "hmm" of pleasure. To cover my embarrassment, I continued on, finally reaching the room. Once inside, I put Haiyan on the sofa and slumped down myself, panting, "Damn, looks like we'll have to buy a first-floor apartment for our wedding. If we buy one on the sixth floor, we probably won't even be able to get into the bridal chamber after carrying her all this way." Haiyan, seeing me covered in sweat, said, "I'll get you some water to wash up." I quickly stopped her, saying, "You 'd not. Just sit here and rest. Don't move around. Haven't you heard it takes a hundred days to recover from a broken bone? I'll go myself." Then I headed towards the bathroom. Upon entering, I was greeted by a refreshing scent, seemingly carrying the fragrance of a young girl. I instantly felt much more refreshed. My mind drifted to what it would be like if Haiyan were taking a bath in there. While indulging in this fantasy, my penis was already erect. Just then, Haiyan called out, "I'll pour you a cup of tea. Do you want some tea leaves?" Her words snapped me out of my reverie, and I quickly replied, "No, just a glass of cold water will do." I then filled a basin with water and washed my face. Just as I lifted my shirt to dry my face, Haiyan leaned against the bathroom door, giggling incessantly. Completely bewildered by her laughter, I quickly asked, "What's wrong? What's making you so happy?" Haiyan blushed and continued laughing, "Do you know what kind of basin you're using? Hehe!" I asked, full of suspicion: "It wasn't your foot bath basin, was it? Why didn't you say so sooner?" Haiyan said, "It's worse than that, you know, haha!" Having had quite a few girlfriends, I immediately understood. I was so angry I wanted to strangle her. I angrily glanced at the bra in her other basin and said, "Hurry up and find me a towel to wipe my face, or else, hmph!" At this moment, Haiyan noticed the tent in my lower body and walked away shyly. After a moment of silence, I said to Haiyan, "Isn't it time to change the dressing? Let me help you." Haiyan...

She said shyly, "I can manage on my own, you should go back and rest." I said domineeringly, "I said I'd help you, so
I will. Tell me honestly, do you want me to carry you up and down the stairs forever?" After saying that, I filled
a basin with hot water for her, and then gently took off her shoes and socks. While washing her feet, I gently massaged them.
I also occasionally stole glances and saw Haiyan looking at me with a kind gaze. I was secretly pleased, thinking that my
goal was almost achieved. What a heartwarming scene! My heart was filled with
ripples of emotion .

In the days that followed, I took care of Haiyan every day. Under my careful care, Haiyan recovered
completely . On the weekend when she could put her feet on the ground again, Haiyan sent me a text message saying that to
thank me for taking care of her for so long, she wanted to cook for me at home. I gladly agreed.

The next day, I went to the supermarket and bought some fruit and a bottle of red wine. Then I went
to Haiyan's rented place. When I arrived, Haiyan was busy in the kitchen. She invited me to sit on the sofa, which I
gladly accepted. This was the first time in months that I had felt so relaxed. I slowly fell asleep. During this time,
Haiyan went to the room to get me a blanket and covered me with it. When Haiyan finished preparing the food and called me,
I realized that I had slept for about an hour. The dishes she had prepared were still warming in the pot. My heart warmed
up , and I felt a lump in my throat. I knew it was time for me to express my feelings to her.

During the meal, we kept exchanging pleasantries. Finally, I mustered my courage, raised my glass, and said
tremblingly to Haiyan, "Yan'er, please allow me to call you that.
After seeing those words you wrote on the draft paper, I fell in love with you from the bottom of my heart. Since then, you have appeared
in my dreams countless times. I used to think that true love was so far away, but now I feel it. I feel that you are the
one I should spend my life with. Promise me that I will take care of you for the rest of my life. I know that my
confession is not romantic at all, and it is so pale and powerless, but it all comes from the bottom of my heart. Please believe me." I blurted out all these words at once, and at the same time, I stretched out my hand, hoping that Haiyan would hold
my hand tightly . After a moment of silence, Haiyan, her eyes brimming with tears, punched me lightly and said, "Do you know how long I've waited for you to say that? You almost made me lose all hope. I hate you!" I put down my wine glass and pulled her into my arms, holding her tightly. Haiyan was also sobbing, "I was really, really afraid I wouldn't live to see this day." I lifted her cheek, kissed away her tears, kissed her eyelashes, the tip of her nose, and finally kissed her fragrant lips. My lips captured her sexy red lips, gently caressing them. My tongue slipped in, hooking onto Haiyan's shy, timid tongue, and began to gently sweep and stir within her mouth. My tongue slid into her sensitive mouth, arousing Haiyan's saliva. At this moment, Haiyan was slightly sweaty, her face flushed, her teeth clenched, her lips trembling, and she moaned softly. Occasionally, she would inhale a breath of cold air from the corner of her mouth, her nostrils opening and closing irregularly. Her watery eyes, shimmering with were half-open and half-closed, gradually becoming hazy, like a vast, misty sea. All of this fully revealed Haiyan's thirst for desire. Haiyan's lips were now even more fiery and unrestrained, like a flame flickering and touching mine; her tongue was incredibly smooth, like a little eel nimbly swirling in my mouth; saliva exchanged in our mouths. Now we were standing and embracing, and I couldn't bend down to lift the hem of her short skirt, so I simply moved my hands forward, one hand roughly kneading Haiyan's firm breasts through her clothes, the other hand slipping down her waist, probing her smooth abdomen. "Hurry... I... can't take it... ah... I... want... you... oh... ah...!" Haiyan cried out softly. Feeling my hands caressing her, she became even more excited, twisting her body , calling out urgently in my ear with a seductive voice. Even through her clothes, I could feel the firmness of her breasts, and the forceful kneading gave me a rich visual impact. I have to admit that this was incredibly alluring and stimulating; my desire was completely ignited. My other hand had already reached another of Haiyan's most exquisite spots. Although I couldn't fully explore through the pantyhose, I clearly feel a sensation akin to a babbling brook, an endless, overflowing flood, an uncontrollable surge of lust . My desire was rising from the depths of my heart. I couldn't wait any longer and reached out to unbutton Haiyan 's blouse. Slowly, I completely unbuttoned it, revealing her bra. The sky-blue bra barely contained her snow-white breasts, creating a beautiful scene under the pink lights outside, giving me a tremendous visual impact! I thought to myself that taking everything off at this point wouldn't be as stimulating, so I didn't continue undressing her , or even unhook her bra. I simply pushed it up and grabbed her two bouncing breasts. Haiyan instinctively cried out, leaning back against the corner of the living room wall, her hands shyly covering her upper body. I quickly pulled her hands away, my lustful eyes burning as I stared at her breasts. A pair of dazzling, unparalleled breasts finally revealed their true form. Two full, round, firm, and upright breasts, their snow-white color tinged with a faint pink, resembled two peaches . The two nipples protruded noticeably, red, tender, delicate, and firm, as round as South China Sea pearls and as fragrant as rosebuds. The small ring of pink areolas , slightly larger than a silver coin, presented a pure and warm peach color. It is no exaggeration to say that her breasts were more beautiful, more lovely, and more alluring than any woman I had ever met before! I couldn't help but exclaim, "Yan'er... I never imagined... your... breasts... are so beautiful... I ... love you to death... baby... oh... your... breasts... are so white!" I took a deep breath, swallowed, and my Adam's apple bobbed. I couldn't resist any longer. I completely removed , then grasped one breast and fondled it lovingly. I kept teasing those two tender nipples, first pressing them, then scratching them, then tugging at them. Wow, with my teasing, they became incredibly erect , rosy and shiny, truly possessing a budding, fragrant allure!

After playing with it for a while, I couldn't wait to open my mouth and suck on one of the nipples, licking the pink areola
. Suddenly, a hard little fleshy ball pressed against my tongue; it was the nipple that men crave.
Such a delicacy was delivered to my door, so of course I wouldn't let it go. My tongue quickly darted out and slowly licked it.

"Ah...ah...God...oh...wah...ow...ow..." Haiyan hugged my head,
her eyes half-open and half-closed, swaying from side to side, her eyes languid, panting as she moaned. I firmly grasped Haiyan
's breasts, rhythmically pinching and squeezing them, my mouth taking turns biting the two nipples, sucking powerfully. The "
cheep cheep cheep" sucking sounds were endless. Judging from her blissful expression, it seemed as if she had drunk some kind of nectar
, but in reality, not a single drop of juice had seeped from those breasts.

"Wow...oh...oh...no...don't suck...it hurts...oh...ouch...oh..."
Haiyan kept moaning softly. As she spoke, Haiyan actually thrust her chest forward and put her nipples into my mouth.
No wonder the old folks often say that women are contradictory. This is absolutely true. They often say one thing on the surface and do
another on the surface. Haiyan, who looks so innocent, is just like that.

After about five or six minutes, I abandoned Haiyan's breasts and slowly squatted down. Starting from her
chest, I moved straight down, sucking and kissing her upper abdomen, navel, and lower abdomen, as if I were touching a woman's body for the first time
. I played with her very carefully. Haiyan couldn't help but hold my head and press it down, occasionally letting out low
moans: "Husband...I love you...you know...I've been looking forward to this day for a long time...
come...take...me...oh..." After saying that, she pressed her lower body against my lower body.

I knew Haiyan was aroused and her desire was intense, so I picked her up, pushed open her bedroom door,
kicked it shut, and put her on the bed. We tore at each other's remaining clothes,
and in no time we were naked. I kissed her lips again, kissing her
entire body from top to bottom. Haiyan trembled all over, moaning softly, "Quick...I...can't take it anymore...ah...
oh...I want...come in quickly...ah..." As she moaned, her small hands grasped my penis and guided it to her vulva
.

At this point, pretending to be a coward would be cowardly. So I straightened my penis, aimed it at her vaginal opening, and
thrust it in hard. Haiyan cried out in pain, "Ah...it hurts...it's tearing...wait..." I felt
a membrane being pierced, and I thought to myself, how come she's still a virgin? So I stopped. After
she eased her pain, I slowly inserted myself, and then gradually increased the speed. I felt her vagina tightly
gripping my penis. That feeling was truly long-lost. Excited, I completely disregarded everything, which further stimulated me
to thrust wildly. After about a hundred thrusts, I felt my glans tighten, and then streams of hot semen shot
deep into her uterus.

I lay comfortably on top of her, panting heavily. When I recovered and saw
the tears in Haiyan's eyes, I was filled with remorse. I kissed away her tears, whispering tender words. That
night , Haiyan slept like a little lamb in my arms until the morning sunlight streamed in.
Seeing the happy smile on her lips, I smiled happily too, vaguely envisioning our future bliss.

From then on, we lived a happy married life. We dreamed of the future, even discussing marriage
and children. But happiness came so quickly and went so quickly. It was all
because of myself; I was so absorbed in happiness that I made another unforgivable mistake. When Haiyan found out
, she resolutely left me, leaving me with only a profound lesson.

[To be continued]

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