My Second Single Life (Part 7)

So that's how it is. Actually, when I arrogantly thought I had won over a woman, wasn't I just a small prey that she had won over as well?
"Do you still love him?" I asked.
"I still love him as always, and I also love my husband very much."
Do you think this separation between body and mind is human nature?
"Your discussion is too profound; I don't understand it."
"Oh, maybe I'm asking too many questions. Let's get straight to the point."
"Heh, you rascal, I knew you were going to say that."
"Good to know. Is today convenient for you?"
"It depends. There are some events at work recently, so there will be a lot of people."
"Then let's go out."
"Where to? I'm not going to a hotel."
Where is that?
"I don't know, we'll see."
"How about I drive you out?" I suddenly had a novel idea.
"What do you mean?" She clearly didn't have the same provocative ideas as me.
“We’ll drive to the suburbs, find a secluded spot, and either sit in the car or in the open.”
"No way, how could you even think of that? If we get caught, how am I supposed to survive? Besides, how long would that take?"
"It'll be quick. There are very few cars on the outer ring road, and as you go further out, there are almost no people. Just imagine how exciting it would be to be in the open."
"Get lost! You're always thinking about something serious. I wouldn't dare."
"Okay, I'll listen to you then, we'll talk about it later. Hehe." It seems she's still relatively conservative and can't accept my novel ideas yet, so I'll take it slow.
After our request for an outdoor adventure failed, we mainly stayed in her office. However, because we were more familiar with each other, we became more relaxed and even more unrestrained.

We were on the bed, the sofa, the chair, and even leaning against the windowsill. She moaned wildly from the 11th floor, venting her mental anguish and physical pleasure over the small town at dusk.

This kind of life lasted for about two months, because nothing unexpected happened during that time. By then, we had become incredibly daring.
At first, I was a little hesitant and timid when I went to her place, but after seeing that there were no problems, I became more relaxed and bolder. Initially, I was afraid to take off my clothes, and I always tried to get her to wear a skirt. This way, even if she took off her underwear, she could simply pull the skirt down if someone came. I, too, only loosened my belt and pulled my pants down to my knees, just in case.

Later, seeing that no one came, I gradually lowered my guard. After two months of teasing, she had long lost her former shyness and become particularly flirtatious and bold.

Actually, she inherently liked to expose herself and display her body to men. Therefore, later on, we would strip naked as soon as we entered the office. Because her office was on a high floor, although there were no curtains, there weren't any tall buildings opposite, so we both felt safe. Moreover, being naked and exposing our bodies was a visual stimulation, further arousing our desire and increasing our pleasure.
But our good fortune didn't last long. Less than a month into our madness, something unexpected happened. Actually, it was something we expected, but because we were careless and let our guard down, someone knocked on the door while we were naked and entangled together.
We spent the whole afternoon chatting online and agreed to meet in the evening. After get off work, I rushed to her office, locked the door, and we became entangled in passionate embrace. It had been about three days since we last saw each other, and since we had spent the afternoon talking about sex, we were both a little unable to control ourselves. We quickly undressed and kissed. Because of the online teasing and warm-up, we hardly needed any foreplay. I picked her up and put her on her desk, spread her legs, and went straight in. My weapon had already been ready for battle on the way there.
She started by sitting on the table, facing me with her legs spread. The height of her desk was just right for my upper thighs, making it easy for me to enter while standing. After a while, I had her get down, lie face down on the table, and lift one leg up and put it on the table (hehe, this position looks like a dog lifting its leg to pee). I entered her from behind, not by bending over and kneading her breasts. We were so engrossed that we didn't even notice someone walking outside until there was a knock on the door. We were startled to realize we were in a dilemma.

We both held our breath. She looked at me in a panic. I gestured for her to be quiet because the door was locked from the inside, so there was no need to worry about anyone coming in. But my thrusting didn't stop. She still couldn't help but want to moan, but I had already covered her mouth.
The knocking stopped after a while, and just as we thought it was over and were about to continue, her phone suddenly rang. She panicked again. I gestured for her not to answer; since the door wasn't open, it was better not to answer, as the person was likely still outside, and answering would only cause trouble.

The phone stubbornly rang three times before stopping. I walked barefoot quietly to the door, listened for a while, and only breathed a sigh of relief when I was sure the person had left. What a close call!
At that point, we had no desire to continue, so we quickly wrapped things up, got dressed, and rested in the room for a while to be on the safe side. Only after confirming that she wasn't outside did I sneak out. From then on, I never dared to go to her office again.

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