Those Years of Experience with Married Women 4

I finally boarded the train to Shenzhen a month after the Lunar New Year in 2013, but I still couldn't get a seat ticket. With my simple luggage, I arrived at the station waiting room early and found a seat, thankfully not too crowded. Just then, a woman, who looked to be middle-aged, sat down next to me. Less than ten minutes later, she asked if I could watch her luggage while she went to the restroom. I said yes. A few minutes later, she sat down next to me. Not being a talkative person, I remained quiet, giving her a quick glance. She was around forty years old, not bad-looking, a typical housewife type. Her hips were quite round, and her waist wasn't thin like a young woman's. Her lips were like a female singer's, the full kind. Soon after sitting down, she struck up a conversation, asking if I was also going to Shenzhen. I said yes, to Luohu. She said, "What a coincidence! I'm going there too. I live in Nigang." I said I used to work on Bagua Road and often went there. Then the conversation started. I pretended to look at her ticket and discovered she was born in 1972. We weren't in the same carriage, so I said, "Mine doesn't have a seat, how come yours does?" She said she had bought the tickets in advance. After the train arrived at the station, we followed the crowd into the station. I hurried ahead, and she jogged up to me and said, "Since you don't have a seat, why don't you come to my carriage? We can take turns sitting." I said okay. Later, I found that the seat next to her was empty, and luckily, I sat all the way to the final stop. There were two or more young men sitting opposite me. We didn't talk much throughout the journey until around midnight. I was sleeping on the table when I felt someone lightly tickling my left palm. I knew it was her, so I tickled her back, and then she gently grabbed my hand. Maybe she was at that age and needed it, or maybe she found it exciting. She leaned close to my ear and whispered for me to touch her, and I touched her through my clothes. She told me to touch her harder. Later, she asked me to reach under her collar and touch her. I was worried that the people opposite me would see, so I reached under her clothes and touched her a few times. She seemed to enjoy it and asked me to kiss her breasts. I was terrified at that moment, and even after getting off the train, I didn't dare to be so bold. Mainly, I was worried that the young men opposite me would see. Then she suggested we go to her rented apartment after getting off the bus. I hesitated, wondering if I was being scammed. This was the first time in my life I'd ever experienced anything like this. I went through everything from when we met until now, but I still couldn't be sure if she had accomplices. However, many details suggested otherwise. After getting off the bus, we went to a walk-up apartment building opposite the Hongrizi Supermarket in Nigang Village. She said she shared it with a friend who worked the night shift and wouldn't be back. The room was tiny; after putting down a bed, there was practically no space left. The soundproofing was terrible; we could clearly hear the conversation from next door through the bathroom window. We undressed, showered, and kissed. To be honest, she was quite provocative, and her moans were incredibly loud, almost frightening me. She seemed to get into it quickly, constantly urging me to fuck her, and even suggested we sleep naked tonight, asking if I could stick my penis inside her. It was the first time I'd ever experienced something so exciting, but it ended quickly. She considerately took me to the bathroom and cleaned me with a feminine wash. Then we lay there chatting. She said she used to have a lover from Sichuan who ran a seafood business here, but he went back home and they lost contact. For a woman with such strong desires, this didn't surprise me at all. Then we talked about her family. She said her husband worked in Zhejiang, was very tall, and perhaps because their feelings had faded, they only met a few times a year during holidays. They lived separate lives, not interfering with each other. Her son was 18 years old and 180cm tall, and she seemed very proud of him. She seemed to be the kind of woman who liked younger men. Although we didn't have much contact, she never asked for money. When we went to the supermarket to buy fruit, she boldly hugged me and French kissed me, thankfully there weren't many people around. After I left, I never saw her again. We contacted each other a few times by phone, but it wasn't convenient to meet. Although I still have her phone number, it's no longer in service. In short, this married woman didn't have any feelings for me; we were only together for excitement and physical needs. It wasn't until the fourth one that I rediscovered the feeling of love I'd been missing for so long…

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