My Second Single Life (Part 8)

This "blow" made us behave ourselves for many days, and we were constantly filled with lingering fear. For about half a month, we only chatted online and had virtual sex, and we couldn't stop worrying about what happened that day. She would ask me from time to time, for no apparent reason, "Was my voice loud that day?"
"Dad, you're practically moaning like a slut," I teased her on purpose.
"What?! The person outside must have heard us." She was clearly a little panicked.
I think so.
"Don't come here again. It's too dangerous. If I'm discovered, how am I supposed to face people?"
"Perhaps it has already been discovered?"
"Yes, that's what I'm most worried about. I don't even know who that person was that day."
"Don't you have his number? Have you forgotten the day he called you?"
"Yes, but that's a phone number for another large office. There are a lot of people in that office, and I don't know who they are. I don't dare go into that office now."
"Isn't that exciting?"
"Ugh, I'm already so annoyed, and you're still like this." She was clearly really flustered, so I guess I should comfort her.
"Okay, okay, just kidding. It's not actually that serious."
"What's the meaning?"
“First of all, your voice wasn’t that loud that day. Also, we were at your desk, which is by the window and far from the door. The sound was soft and the distance was large, so it was impossible to hear it unless you listened carefully. That person must have been looking for you by chance, so he must have just walked over and knocked on the door without having time to listen carefully to the sound inside. And we stopped as soon as we knocked, so he couldn’t have noticed. Understand?”
"But then his phone rang, and he probably heard it."
Where did he make the call?
"The office!"
Is that office far from yours?
"Yes, it's a few offices away."
"That settles it. There are several offices in between, how could he hear your phone ringing in your office? Even if he did, you didn't answer it, did you? Just say you forgot your phone in the office and went out, that's no big deal!"
"Oh, thinking about it that way, your analysis makes a lot of sense. I didn't realize you had counter-surveillance capabilities."
"Hehe, of course."
"But I'm still worried, so please don't come anymore."
"Okay, okay, from now on I'll only want you here, alright?"
"Hate!!"
"How are you? Has he not watered you for days? Are you parched? Haha." Having calmed things down, I started teasing her again.
"Stop joking, can't we just have a normal conversation? Actually, I quite enjoy chatting with you."
"Really? Just chatting? What's so enjoyable about that?"
"I don't know either, but I'm really happy. I treat you like a naughty little brother."
"Hehe, would you sleep with your brother?" I continued to tease her.
"Ugh, this topic again. I don't know why, but when I see you, I feel a pang of affection for my younger brother, and I really want to make you happy. Every time you ask me for something, I can't control myself. I know it's not good to keep going like this, but I just can't control myself. I don't know how to refuse you. And whenever I see you, my body feels like it doesn't belong to me. You seem to know what I need. One look from you, one hug, one gesture from you makes me lose myself. I no longer know how to refuse you."
"I think you're not just incapable of saying no, you seem quite proactive!"
"Yes, I don't deny it. Once I see you, I become very proactive, which is something I can't explain. Like I just said, my body is no longer my own. I can't control it. My desires are hard to suppress. You are truly my nemesis. Sigh, how did I end up meeting you?"
Sister Wang's words once again confirmed my analysis: the separation of body and spirit. And what about me? I have a wonderful girlfriend who loves me deeply, and I love her just as much. I would give anything for her, or rather, I have already given everything. But I'm a restless man. Even though I have a woman I deeply love, I still go and flirt with other women. For a while after each climax, I reflect on what I've been doing. It feels like masturbation—desire swells within me, demanding without restraint, but after the climax comes a deep sense of guilt and remorse. Desire is like a drug, constantly giving me physical pleasure while slowly eroding my soul.
Perhaps it's not just women who experience a separation between body and spirit.
The incident in the office last time really bothered me for many days, but I didn't have a chance to go online. Also, because the company was busy, I had less time to go online. Even when I did go online, I would just say hello and then log off. But being busy can make you forget some things. At least the physical and mental exhaustion made me think less. Sometimes when I saw her avatar was lit up, I was too lazy to say hello. As for Sister Wang, she probably never developed any feelings for me. She didn't say anything when I didn't speak.
Honestly, her attitude towards me made me both love and hate her. I loved that she didn't pester me or fall in love, allowing me to face her calmly without any worries. But I also hated her indifference. As a man, I always have the desire to conquer women. Even though I didn't want her to fall in love, deep down I still wanted to know if she liked me or not. I was caught in this contradiction, and I believe many friends can relate.
Just when I thought that my relationship with Sister Wang might end like this, things took an unexpected turn.
Her husband went abroad for a business trip, and he was gone for two months.
Perhaps loneliness really can drive a person crazy. She, who was usually reserved, started frequently hinting at her needs. I understood her needs, and I hadn't sought pleasure in a long time either. So, we quickly agreed that I would go to her place during my work hours. Since our child ate lunch at school, we usually didn't get home until evening after school, making her place a very convenient location.
Normally, when her husband was home, he would come home for lunch, so she was quite reserved. But now, with her husband gone for two months, she had more freedom, and her lonely body made her less reserved.
Generally speaking, we don't appear in public together. I have many friends because of my work, and her husband is a celebrity in this small city. I believe many people know his wife. Therefore, we both tacitly try to minimize the number of times we appear in public together. Even in the few times we first met, we acted like ordinary friends. As a result, our relationship was kept secret because of our caution, and it was maintained because it was not exposed.

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