The women I've met over the years, part 2

Let me continue. Aside from that last time, things were pretty uneventful. After that, I went to junior high, high school, and then a regular junior college. After graduating, I stayed in Shenzhen for two years before returning to my hometown, Nanning. I worked in a large supermarket for two years, in 2013 when I was 23. I was assigned to the clothing department, where almost everyone selling clothes was a woman. Being the only man there, I was practically a national treasure. I'm usually quite cheerful and always volunteer for the hard work of carrying heavy loads, which makes me quite popular. I was often asked by my colleagues to sort women's underwear. Occasionally, they would make dirty jokes, which I didn't understand at first. Every time I understood, I would blush and walk away. I just felt embarrassed. It was strange that a man like me didn't use vulgar language or make dirty jokes. I stayed there for another two years, and strangely, I didn't have a girlfriend. Many colleagues introduced me to potential partners, but I didn't pursue any of them. I liked a colleague who worked as a sales promoter; let's call her Jiao. I liked her a lot but never dared to confess. For over a year, I harbored this unrequited affection until a new colleague, Ling, joined the department. She was six years older than me. At 7 years old, after more than a year of exposure, I had become immune to all kinds of dirty jokes. Women are often just as sexually active as men, and Ling was truly feminine. She exercised regularly and had a great figure, often playing sports. Her legs were long and slender, and her buttocks were particularly perky. Later, I learned that her family was quite well-off, and she came to work to pass the time. At that time, there were significant changes in the department; Jiao left, which saddened me, and several male colleagues joined. Ling was the department's goddess, and many male colleagues often flirted with her. She was very introverted at the time, 25 years old, and still single, which was quite enviable. Before work, we would gather and line up for the department supervisor to assign tasks. One day after we were dismissed, she suddenly greeted me, which surprised and pleased me. I asked her what was wrong. I didn't need any help, and she smiled and said, "Okay, you can help me for the day." I was stunned by her smile, my mind went blank, and I worked with her all day. I don't even know what I did that day, I just kept smiling like an idiot. Later, she asked her supervisor to switch shifts. After working for a month, I found out that her shift was the same as mine. Later, I wondered if she did it on purpose. She didn't say anything, just smiled at me. We worked and chatted every day for a month. The more we talked, the more we talked, and the more familiar we became. I learned about her situation. She was married and had a daughter. She was a full-time housewife. Later, she found out that her husband was cheating on her, so she came out to work to get some fresh air. I felt so sorry for her. Her husband really didn't know how to cherish such a good person. Over the next two months, we hit it off more and more, occasionally joking around, with her saying things like, "Be my wife." I really liked her, even though she was older than me, and I genuinely fantasized that she would be my wife. Then a phone call changed everything. That night, around 8 pm, she called me saying she was unhappy and asked me to meet her. I asked where she was, and she mentioned a convenient place. I didn't know what a convenient place was at the time, but I just wanted to comfort her, so I rode my electric scooter there. When I got there, I found it was a hotel. I asked her if we could meet at the hotel, and she said she was unhappy and wanted me to stay with her, so I went up. I really didn't have any other thoughts at the time. When I got to the room, I knocked on the door, and what I saw behind the door was something I never expected. Ling opened the door wearing only a bath towel, having just showered, with long, black, wavy hair. I could see her full breasts, white semicircles, and a deep cleavage. My face must have been burning red, and my whole body was burning hot. She pulled my hand into the room, locked the door, and then pressed me against the wall and kissed me. That was my first kiss. Her tongue went into my mouth, and even now, the memory is still so sweet. At first, we were stiff, but then we kissed passionately, and I desperately sucked on her... Our tongues (which is why I've always loved French kissing) kissed all the way to the bed. She reached out and took off my clothes and pants. I kissed her face and neck, slowly moving down to her breasts. Her full breasts were so big I couldn't even hold them in one hand. My penis was pressed against her genitals, and I could feel how wet and slippery they were, but I couldn't get in. It was a little awkward, since it was my first time. Later, she guided my penis and told me to go slower. The moment I entered her, the feeling was indescribable. I felt like I had truly become a man. It was so comfortable and I felt so proud. Her vagina was very tight, probably because she hadn't done it in a long time. She later said she had been sleeping in separate beds from her husband for a long time. We made love like crazy. She must have had many orgasms; she was very sensitive. Every time she orgasmed, she would grab my back or waist. She didn't dare to scream, biting her lip. This made women even more exciting. I don't know how long we did it, but we were both tired. Then we hugged each other and whispered a lot of sweet nothings. Later, my penis started acting up again, and she asked if it was really my first time because I didn't seem like it. She seemed to enjoy it. I said it was true; I only knew a little from watching porn, and this was practice. She said to practice again so I would remember her forever. She succeeded, and I will remember her forever.

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