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My Story with Sister He, a Married Woman 

I once had an affair with a client. I remember she contacted me to buy a shop, and I served her. I said I'd think about it, and we added each other on WeChat. We chatted quite well, and I jokingly offered to give her an aromatherapy massage. Actually, I didn't know how at the time, so I looked up the benefits of aromatherapy massage online and shared a lot of professional knowledge with her. We then made an appointment. She worked at the county archives bureau, so I bought a bottle of grapeseed oil and went to see her. I arrived at 5 PM, having already booked a room. We ate dinner, and after it got dark, we went to see a movie, but we only stayed for ten minutes because I was distracted by her and couldn't concentrate. We went back to my place together. Once inside, she wasn't too reserved and generously let me give her an aromatherapy treatment. I helped her remove her clothes one by one until she was only wearing a bra and a thong. My hands stopped, and I picked her up and placed her on the bed. My fingers instantly felt like they were being electrocuted, tingling. She had already closed her eyes by then. I dripped the essential oil onto her smooth body, feeling her tremble. Then I rubbed it back and forth with my palms, from bottom to top, from the outside in. When I passed her breasts, I grabbed them with my large hand, and she let out a soft "Mmm," instantly arousing me. My underwear bulged like a large umbrella. Luckily, she closed her eyes, or I would have been mortified.
Hearing her moan, I increased the intensity, slowly moving my hand towards her inner thighs, tracing back and forth little by little. Her buttocks bounced up and down. A lot of fluid overflowed... I silenced her with my mouth... Ah~ no~ ah~ don't~ ahhh~ I want it so much, ah~ I can't take it anymore, faster, faster~ I want you~~
I remember that night, we did it three times. It was the happiest day of my life. Although she was around forty years old, I knew I loved her, loved her sluttyness in bed, loved her wantonness, her unrestrained passion, her shouts, her moans, her initiative.
The first time we made love, it probably lasted an hour. I was exhausted and covered in sweat, but every time I heard her moans, it was like hearing a battle cry. I worked even harder, faster and faster, penetrating deeper and deeper. Her moans grew louder and louder, a mix of crying and screaming, "Ah~ Husband, penetrate me, penetrate me to death! Ah~ Faster~ Don't ejaculate~ Penetrate me, I'm coming again! Ah~~ Mmm, so good..."
Suddenly, I saw tears streaming down her face. I quickly stopped and asked, "Did I hurt you too much?"
She replied, "You bad boy, I've never felt so good before. It's so good that I'm crying." Only then did I feel relieved. So that's what happened. A wave of happiness washed over me. I kissed her lips
, continuing to thrust faster, moaning softly. That night, I returned to Shuozhou. The next day, she asked me to travel to Shandong with her, and I inexplicably agreed. I boarded the train and went, embarking on a seven-day, seven-night trip... Those seven days were her secret, and mine. I know people looked at us strangely, given our significant age difference, but we were completely blinded by love and didn't care... We
've lost contact now; I deleted her. But I know I still love her, because I think about her every day, and I believe she won't forget me either. Although we've separated, live in different cities, and will never meet again, at least we slept together...

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