Infidelity sentiment

I'm from the South, and I'm used to eating rice; however, I occasionally eat noodles.

I think this is perfectly normal; life needs variety, and changing things up occasionally shouldn't be a problem.

Right now, I'm lying in the arms of a strange man—someone I just met on WeChat. I'm

in a bad mood today, home alone—my husband is often away on business trips and doesn't spend much time at home.

Tonight, bored, I logged onto WeChat.

Soon, several strangers sent me messages.

One said: "Hey beautiful, I'm so bored, can we chat?"...

I added him, we chatted a bit, but it was all nonsense; not a single topic interested me. Then, he blocked me... Another message was very direct: "Want to hook up?"

That's too rude.

I could only say, "Yes, I want to hook up..."

Only this person sent a message: "Hey beautiful, it's so late, can I treat you to a late-night snack?"

Just from that, this person seems considerate.

I added him, we chatted a bit, and he was indeed a very good conversationalist.

We arranged to meet for a late-night snack...

When I met him, he was a fairly clean-cut and polite person; though not particularly handsome.

He asked what I liked to eat and ordered two dishes.

We ate casually and chatted...

He avoided any sensitive topics. He only casually inquired about my occupation; but only briefly, without pressing further about which company I worked for or where I lived... Asking would only make things awkward... because we both knew what the other wanted and didn't intend for a long-term relationship. What if he knew my real address and something went wrong later...? I was very cautious about this... During our late-night snack and conversation, he didn't touch on any sexual topics.

Because if you rush into discussing such topics at this point, it would seem like you're just looking for a hookup, which is true, but you can't appear too eager.

After the snack, he didn't immediately ask to go to a hotel, but instead said: "Should I take you home, or would you like to find somewhere else to rest?" This question revealed his thoughtfulness.

If I didn't have feelings for him, no matter what you said, I wouldn't go to a hotel with you; if I did, then of course I know what "rest" means.

When I showed him my ID at the hotel, he deliberately turned his head away, not looking at the information on my ID.

After we got to the room, I took a shower and sat on the bed, casually flipping through TV channels.

After he finished showering, he didn't rush to kiss me or make love.

Instead, he gently pulled me into his arms and slowly kissed me tenderly, starting from the tips of my hair and sliding down to my ears, neck, and lips—very gently.

—Women are afraid of men's gentleness, at least I am…

His hands didn't immediately grab my breasts and start kneading and squeezing them.

Instead, he started by gently stroking my back, then slowly moved to my chest, penetrating deep into the towel—stroking, kneading, kissing… allowing me to fully enjoy the feeling of being loved, even though we were complete strangers; but, you feel no psychological pressure at all… even your every movement naturally follows his, you feel no awkwardness, everything is so natural; you are completely immersed in the ocean of love, it seems that every action he takes is what you want… and remember, when it comes to making love with a woman, 'haste makes waste'… He finally kissed my entire body, including my genitals… when he kissed my genitals, he didn't deliberately tease my clitoris; instead, he just gently sucked on it with his lips, and seeing my body tremble slightly, he didn't continue… because at this point, my desire had not yet been fully released.

Actually, as he kissed my entire body, I already noticed that my vagina had started to produce lubrication, and as the kissing continued, my lubrication began to overflow. I could clearly feel the liquid slowly flowing down from the crevice between my buttocks... At this moment, my desire intensified, the feeling grew stronger, and I felt the emptiness inside me growing heavier, longing for that thing to fill it... My hand had unconsciously grasped his penis...

To be honest, his penis wasn't as thick as my husband's, but it was definitely hard when I got an erection.

I peeked over, and his glans was already a glistening, dark purple… 'Can I go in now…?' 'Mmm…' He gently parted my legs, fully exposing my vulva… He glanced between my legs, one hand still stroking my leg, the other holding his penis, pressing it between my legs, rubbing it a few times with the flowing vaginal fluid, then slowly moving the glans to the entrance of my vagina, very gently and tenderly pressing it inside… When his penis was fully inside me, the feeling of fullness and satisfaction was truly wonderful… that initial nameless tightness… Zhang's mood was completely swept away by the feeling of being filled, and his body and mind seemed to be completely relaxed... I couldn't help but let out an "Ah..." As his thrusting frequency increased and the number of impacts to my uterus increased, a feeling of ease and comfort involuntarily escaped my lips... I could clearly feel that as my moans grew louder, the stimulation to his penis also increased... At this moment, my love juices had become uncontrollable, gushing out like a flood... The sounds of thrusting, moaning, panting, and the collision of flesh blended together beautifully... Finally, he breathed... He was breathing heavily when he asked, "Can I cum inside... I'm about to come..." I was too weak to answer, and just shook my head slightly... Then he thrust in with a few more powerful strokes, and his penis slumped out of my vagina, spraying a thick stream of semen onto my abdomen and even my breasts... To be honest, I did feel a little regretful and guilty for not letting him ejaculate inside me, but I hadn't completely lost my senses... This was the most relaxed and comfortable sex I'd ever had besides with my husband; to this day, I still remember every detail. It was very profound… In the workplace, it's true that you need to relax occasionally; enjoy yourself, unwind… I've always thought this way, but I don't feel this is betraying my husband—I know that very well in my heart; he's just a stranger, we both relaxed and relieved our boredom through this; it was a mutually beneficial arrangement… Afterwards, we'll still be strangers, there will never be a second time, and no feelings will develop… This one-night stand was purely because I was genuinely bored and my husband wasn't around; it had also been a long time since I'd had sex, and I wanted to… and also to find a different feeling…

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