Sexual memories (the sprites dancing by the flowing water)

I've been a member of this community for a while now and have posted quite a few things. Some posts may have been deleted because they didn't meet the administrator's expectations, but most of them have been appreciated, which makes me incredibly happy. I'd like to take this opportunity to reminisce.
She was 168cm tall, with a slender figure, and her prominent breasts often stirred my imagination. She was a high school classmate, a female friend, but not my wife. We've known each other for over seven years. I remember when we first met, we felt like we'd known each other forever, often going to and from the cafeteria together. But we never had any physical contact; perhaps it was this vacuum between our hands that protected our pure friendship. Time flies, and we've both entered the workforce. My current wife is still pursuing her master's degree, and because we live in different places, I often find myself alone in my empty house.
I remember once, she came back from faraway Beijing. Hearing I'd bought a new house, she came to see me. During dinner, we talked about everything, including my past with my ex-girlfriend and the topic of "training." Haha, it might seem unbelievable, but after a few drinks, we started talking about sex, how I trained my ex-girlfriend to sleep with someone at her internship, how to video chat, how to teach my wife oral sex, and so on. She wasn't offended; in fact, she was curious and asked to see photos, which she did. After dinner, she suggested coming to my house to see the photos. A blush spread across her fair cheeks, and without thinking, I blurted out, "Let's wait until my wife is home before we look at the house." She smiled and then asked me to take her home and then come to her place, which I declined again. And so, everything remained calm.
Looking back now, perhaps she had some feelings for me, but I kept putting her off. Perhaps if she came to my house, everything would change, but I'm still glad I made the right choice. After all, it wouldn't be a good thing for me. I'm a married man; giving my wife happiness and sharing that happiness is my ultimate goal. That alluring river ultimately doesn't belong to me.
Looking back now, maybe she had some ideas, but I kept putting her off. Perhaps if she came to my house, everything would change, but I'm still glad I made the right choice. After all, it wouldn't be a good thing for me. I'm a married man; giving my wife happiness and sharing that happiness is my ultimate goal. That alluring river ultimately doesn't belong to me.

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