My Second Single Life (Part 10)

After Sister Wang's husband returned from his business trip, we did go through a period of uneventful time. We both believed that we could keep our promises, but I didn't expect that I had such a weak will, and that she was such a woman who couldn't say no (she said so herself, not that I'm shirking responsibility).
To be precise, that period was very short. I even feel that we never said we were going to end it, because the brief loneliness was quickly overshadowed by the intense passion. When I think back on it, I smile shyly, and she considerately avoids the topic.
I still remember the reunion after that brief "separation." Excitement, anticipation, and a mix of other emotions intertwined and eventually melted into each other's bodies. Impulsiveness made us forget everything, and perhaps we went further and further down this path.
Actually, we were both conflicted. We both knew that the long-term consequences of this were unimaginable, but deep down, we couldn't give up our expectations. It's just that my expectations were more physical, while hers were mainly emotional and psychological. She said that her desires weren't actually very strong, but she needed emotional and spiritual comfort. My embrace was unforgettable for her, even though he, who was far away, remained her deepest concern. But distance can't quench immediate thirst, and when she was vulnerable, the embrace and support she craved couldn't be given by him. This directly led to a misalignment between her mind and body. Emotionally, her heart was only with him, but physically, she needed me or even others to deceive herself. I think she saw me as his shadow.
However, it is precisely this kind of relationship that is puzzling. Even we ourselves don't know what our relationship is. We address each other as brother and sister, and even when people see us together, we do indeed address each other as brother and sister. That's how she explains it too. But we both know that our feelings are not those of siblings. Of course, her thoughtfulness and tolerance towards me have made me feel the love of an older sister or even a mother, which has moved me deeply. But I know that most of the time she still sees me as a man. From her hugs and kisses, I can feel her desire and passion. From her, I can feel the excellent qualities possessed by millions of ordinary, kind women in China, as well as their helplessness and embarrassment in the face of reality.
Although I remember the event vividly, I can't recall the exact date. I only know that we hadn't seen each other for about two weeks.

One day, she suddenly told me she had met another man. This is part of why I'm confused about our relationship. We could be naked and wild... but when we were dressed, we could still talk about our families with a straight face. We had the most intimate physical contact, yet we could openly tell each other how we slept with other men. But that's all in the past now. And now, a new man has appeared, making me suddenly realize that I might lose her.
I quickly pressed her to tell me where she was from, and she told me it was the same city as us. I teased her, saying, "You've gotten smarter, finding someone closer makes things easier!" Naturally, this earned me a scolding from her, but I didn't mind.
Sister Wang told me that this man was the same age as her, quite good-looking, and worked in the same city as us, but in a different district. He worked in a government department, which was a good job, and he occasionally came here for meetings. The two had met once. When Sister Wang said they had met, I immediately got excited and asked her:
"Is it already?"
"Already what?" Sister Wang pretended to be stupid.
"You know it, do I really have to tell you?"
"Yes, I hate it."
"Where are you? Did I go to your house?" I pressed on.
"No, he picked me up at the entrance of my workplace and then we went to a hotel room."
"That was exciting! How's he?"
"What do you mean, how about it?"
"What do you think? Of course, it's about that aspect. How do you compare to me?" I've noticed that many men like to make comparisons in this regard, and I'm no exception. I'm elated and full of confidence when others are not as good as me, but extremely frustrated when others are better than me.
"Silly brother, this can't be compared. You and he are different. My feelings for him are closer to romantic love, while my feelings for you are more about tenderness and affection. Do you understand?" I think a mature woman's thoughtfulness includes many things, including being able to protect a man's self-esteem at all times.
"So, which of us can satisfy you better and bring you more happiness?" I still wanted to find out.
"It's really hard to say. After all, he's more mature than you. We're the same age, so it might be easier for him to connect emotionally and physically. You know, most women have sex because of love. I don't think I love him; I just have a good feeling about him. But since we're the same age, I don't feel awkward facing a younger face. That's why I'm more emotionally accepting of him. As a result, my physical reactions are faster as my emotions are poured in. So when I'm with him, I can find a secret pleasure of spiritual and physical unity. But his maturity also highlights your advantage: you're more energetic and have more energy than him. Your thrusts inside me give me a feeling of being dominated, and it makes me feel younger. It's just that sometimes my stamina isn't up to par."
"Your stamina isn't good enough, is it? I feel like I'm going to ejaculate after just a few movements, so I can't stay with you for very long." Saying this really made me feel a little ashamed.
"That's not your fault. Our environment wasn't good, and you were always very nervous. Plus, after you entered me, I couldn't help but want to move around. Maybe it's because I've done it so many times, but I know how to move around to give a man more pleasure, so of course you surrendered obediently, haha."
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"Alright, silly child, you're actually still great."
Sister Wang's explanation not only made me clearly understand my situation, but also cleverly protected my self-esteem, and even made me a little proud. Therefore, from beginning to end, I believe that it was Sister Wang's kindness and thoughtfulness that gradually moved me, and made my original thought that I could distinguish between the mind and the body begin to change. That is, I began to like this woman who was so much older than me.

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