Politeness in and out of bed – Part Two of my original personal experiences

There's a type of woman who appears cold and aloof on the surface, but is passionate and fiery inside. The only difference is that the unlucky ones only see her icy exterior, while the lucky ones experience her fiery heart…
and I was one of the "lucky" ones…
Yuan, that's the woman I'm talking about. She's one of my girlfriend's best friends.
Yuan is a very beautiful girl with an outstanding figure and fashionable style. What I like most about her is her fair, smooth, and delicate skin. And her sexy lips… always tempting me to taste them.
For a while, I always thought of her as just my girlfriend's friend; as the saying goes, a rabbit won't eat the grass near its burrow. Although we joked and teased each other, we remained just friends. We've known each other for over three years. One time, we accidentally added each other as friends on QQ. At the time, it was just to exchange some information. I didn't feel anything different.
The change happened in May 2007. I was watching a Chinese Super League match between Shandong Luneng and Dalian Shide online. About ten minutes into the first half, I suddenly saw my QQ icon flashing in the lower right corner, so I clicked on it. It was Yuan talking to me. She asked what I was doing. I said I was watching a football match. She asked what kind of match I was watching, and I said I was secretly watching Chinese football, but she shouldn't tell anyone. She said I didn't have any other hobbies besides football. I said I did, I also like women. She asked if my girlfriend wasn't around, why I was being so arrogant... (Actually, my girlfriend was watching a Korean drama next to me, crying her eyes out). I casually said, "She's not here, so I'm in charge now." She was silent for five minutes, then she asked again what match I was watching, and I said Shandong vs. Dalian. She asked who I thought would win, and I said I definitely thought Shandong would win. (This is just my personal opinion, because I'm a Shandong fan). She said Shandong couldn't win, Dalian would definitely win. I said, "Let's make a bet. I'll support Shandong, and you support Dalian." She said okay... and then I just wanted to watch the game quietly. Then she insisted on asking me what we were betting on. I said, "How about we bet on the cost of a hotel room? If Shandong wins, you pay; if Dalian wins, I pay." After saying that, I thought she'd just yell at me a bit and that would be it. But after a while, she asked, "Are you sure you want to?" I said, "Why wouldn't I?" She said, "Okay, let's bet..." I still didn't take it seriously and continued watching the game.
The game ended in a 1-1 tie... and we seemed to forget about it. Later, we'd chat online occasionally, just chatting normally.
One time, my girlfriend went shopping with a group of classmates, leaving me at home. I was bored, playing cards and QQ pool. Then I saw Yuan talking to me. She asked what I was doing, and I said I was doing my postgraduate studies at home. She was surprised and asked why I was taking the postgraduate entrance exam. I told her I wasn't researching for the postgraduate entrance exam, I was researching how to have a baby… She cursed at me and then asked why I was home alone. I told her honestly that my girlfriend had gone for a walk with a group of women. She asked me about our bet from last time, and I said Shandong won, so she had to pay for the room. She kept saying it was a pity she lost the bet (it was obvious she was pretending to be a football fan). I said, "How about this, I'll save you money. My girlfriend isn't here, and there's no one here today, so you don't have to pay for the room." She then asked if I really wanted her to come. I said, "Come on over, I'll make you some tea…" She didn't say anything more. After a while, her QQ went offline. I continued playing cards and losing points…
Less than 20 minutes later, someone knocked on the door. I suddenly realized what was happening, opened the door, and sure enough, it was Yuan standing there (we live very close by; it's only a 3-minute walk, not counting the time it takes to go up and down stairs). She didn't look like she was coming out of the house because she had light makeup on. She was dressed very nicely—a white coat and skinny jeans. I said, "You really came? Why are you dressed so formally?"... I realized I was becoming a bit incoherent.
She didn't say anything, just came in, sat down at my computer, and lit one of my cigarettes. I said, "Don't smoke. Although I don't object to women smoking, I object to women smoking my cigarettes." She knew I was joking, smiled at me, and ignored me. She took my seat, so I sat on the bed. We chatted idly. People are interesting; the more unspoken the situation, the more they try to hide their true feelings. After she finished her cigarette and stubbed it out, she stopped talking, just staring at me with a half-smile. At that moment, I was completely out of it. Or rather, I stopped thinking altogether. I stood up, closed the bedroom door, went back behind her, cupped her face in my hands, and kissed her. After biting her lips, my hands went straight inside her collar... We didn't speak, and she didn't show any reluctance. But there wasn't much passion, and it was over quickly... She got out of bed and said her stomach hurt a little. I offered to get her some hot water, but she said no, she was going back...
After that, we always concealed it well when we met again.
Later, online, she asked me out again, and we went to a hotel and did it again. That time it felt great, since we weren't at home, worrying about this and that. She was completely uninhibited in the hotel. We did it twice, and when I was too tired to move, she teased me again, and wouldn't let me move, actively using her mouth to finish me off... And all I could do was enjoy it and hand her tissues... That was an unforgettable experience for me.
Later, as we spent more time together, I discovered she had a huge need for this kind of thing. She had a boyfriend, but he wasn't around, so our relationship was purely one of polite sex. I also discovered she was having this kind of relationship with another man. She also had mild masochistic tendencies; she always wanted me to tie her up, and during orgasms, she wanted me to bite her, saying the more pain, the better. To be honest, I didn't like this at all. Every time, I'd make excuses, saying I didn't have any rope, or we could try taking our shoelaces off to see if they were long enough. She'd just laugh and scold me…
After graduation, we lived in different cities and never saw each other again.
Regardless of what others said, I always believed our relationship was purely one of polite sex and polite getting out of bed. Although we both had things that attracted us, we both maintained a sense of politeness…
Now, I'll continue living my life, continuing to watch football, continuing to lose points playing cards…
Just like a single man, when things get passionate, you have to give it your all, and when you get out of bed, you have to be as polite as when you got in.

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