A Heart-to-Heart Dialogue After a Rebirth of Desire

The couple left, telling us there was a deposit to collect when we checked out, and not to forget to return it. The man glanced at his wife, Xiaoxue. He seemed happy, still wanting more, his face glowing with a sunny disposition, showing no signs of fatigue. I couldn't imagine what he would look like naked. He mentioned being a former basketball player in school, a forward. People who love sports are often quite handsome; my wife also has a sports background, though she was in an amateur dance class and stopped practicing after gaining weight.
Only the two of us were in the room. Xue had finished washing up, still dignified and poised, clearly the image of a scholar, without a trace of dishevelment. Silently, as I approached him, Xue suddenly hugged me tightly and cried. I patted her shoulder, unsure what to say.
She must have struggled internally, like me, not sleeping well that night. After about half an hour, she calmed down and said, "Let's go."
I asked her to sit down, saying I needed to check if anything was left behind and do a room check—it's my habit; I always feel like I've forgotten something when I stay in a hotel. The inner room was spotless and very tidy. For some reason, I went to the bathroom. The trash can was full of crumpled paper, and the bathroom smelled. When I came out, I ran into Xue, who was looking for me. Her face was red, and she looked unhappy.
Xue is an introverted person, and I couldn't ask her how she felt at that moment. I let her hold my arm, her face resting on my shoulder, urging me to hurry up, as if the whole world knew about her. I also hurried along, feeling like a thief. As
soon as she got home, she fell asleep immediately, and I went online to play games, forgetting everything.
In the afternoon, she woke up, made some noodles, and took a shower. I felt we could talk. She had a dream-like experience, which I laughed and said was a erotic dream. Her face flushed red. "Honey, I feel like we've been ripped off. You two didn't last long. I thought the guy was a decent gentleman, but he showed his true colors and tormented me all night. I still hurt." "
Do you feel physically satisfied? That's enough. It's just an experience. Men gain confidence in the process, and women experience pleasure. There's no need to think about the outcome, and besides, we don't need an outcome. Life is about experiences. Some experience joy, some experience pain. The important thing is your mindset. After experiencing it, let it go.
You're a man, I'm a woman, and I can't let go. I'm really scared. You let me go, and I don't know how I'll face a stranger. I'm lying on the bed, and I don't know how it started, just a blank, panicked feeling.
This is life's curiosity and fear of the unknown. That's what experiences are like, like skydiving. From the plane to the ground, you only realize how great the experience is when you touch the ground.
Just this once is enough, from hell to heaven, from heaven to hell." Tradition and morality still struggled and entangled in my heart. While I was still struggling, I could no longer refuse. When I tried to refuse, my body was already throbbing in hell, my wet body surrendering in the swamp. Amen. Afterwards, I felt guilty.
I spent a sleepless night outside. When I came back inside, I didn't know if it was right or wrong. I was afraid you couldn't accept this life experience. I just felt that only those who have experienced life have the right to speak, but some of our thoughts and desires are beyond our control, especially in this rebirth of lust. When I saw the blush on your face in the morning, I knew you had overcome this hurdle. Now I wonder if I have overcome mine. I didn't get the pleasure I deserved. The pleasure I feel now is the pleasure of seeing you.
Husband, I was afraid you would suffer, so I felt guilty. I think it's like this: when a stranger enters my life, I feel sorry, but when physical desire is aroused, emptiness is emptiness, and worldly concerns disappear. Seeing the stranger in the morning, I realized what I had experienced. The stranger became friendly, while I felt like a stranger myself. As I hurriedly went to shower, he came in. I couldn't escape, and feeling guilty for what I'd already done, I couldn't face him. He hugged me from behind. I couldn't resist my body and quickly became wet. He said I'd cried out the night before. I really didn't know. This time, I felt like a fallen person. When I felt like a fallen person, I felt no pressure. I felt like an animal, a wild beast. I became calm. But he said, "I like your shyness."
You feel you've changed a lot, but do you feel you've changed the other person? Because change is relative; we all change.
I don't know if I can change. I feel like I've fallen. Some things in my heart don't feel so sacred anymore, some people don't seem so hateful anymore. This world is both lovely and ridiculous. This guy said he'd changed. The first time he met the person he liked, I was like a fairy in his eyes. He picked up my underwear; he'd taken extra underwear when he came. I'm wearing the one he gave me now. I actually find him adorable now
. I hugged him. You've suffered,
honey. Once you get through this, it might be the last time. Be content with what you have. Now, let God's things be given to God, and Christ's things to Christ.

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