My affair with Audi young lady (wife mature adult novel)

I still remember it was a day in December 2008. I was invited to attend a New Year's Appreciation Banquet for VIP customers organized by a bank. Because the customers came from various fields and places, the organizer randomly arranged the seats at some tables. As she was also invited, she sat next to me by coincidence. After sitting down, unlike ordinary product promotion meetings, most of the guests were not very willing to introduce themselves. Occasionally someone would say something insignificant just to liven up the atmosphere, and most people chatted with the person sitting next to them from time to time.

In this situation, she and I started communicating very naturally. Since it was our first meeting, the topic naturally turned to things like the economic situation and investment opportunities. Frankly speaking, she obviously didn't have much knowledge in these areas, and often had to change the subject before we could go deeper. However, during the communication, I at least had a preliminary impression of her appearance: she looked to be in her 30s, about 160cm tall, and thin. What impressed me most was that she had a pair of typical vixen eyes (she also said that many people said her eyes were alluring). Because she was attending a dinner party, she wore something elegant, which was obviously a deliberate act to highlight her graceful figure.

Her voice is very sweet, like that of a girl in her 20s but with a bit of maturity and charm. There are three women at our table, and she is the most dazzling one among them. It’s just that I am close to her that I have more opportunities to communicate with her. Although she didn't know much about economics and finance, she was still very interested in how to manage finances. Therefore, it was obvious that she had a preliminary liking for me, and of course I took the opportunity to exchange contact information with each other.

After the banquet, I was still thinking about her, but I felt it would be rude to ask her out too early, so I endured it and waited until half a month later. I called her, of course I couldn't say I missed her, but I used the excuse that I had a good investment opportunity to introduce to her recently and asked her to meet. Sure enough, she readily agreed to meet me. This was our first time meeting alone. We agreed to meet at Starbucks. At the agreed time, she showed up. Although we had met before, it was our first meeting, so we were both a little reserved. In order to break the atmosphere as soon as possible, I shared with her some information about investment opportunities that I had recently obtained. Gradually, the atmosphere became harmonious and we naturally had more topics to talk about. At this time, what I wanted to know most was information about her life or emotions, so I consciously led the topic in this direction.

Sure enough, when we were both relaxed, she slowly told me some things about her life. She is a local, let's call her Hong here. She married a rich man. Her husband is 185 cm tall, handsome and strong, 10 years older than her, and they have a 4-year-old daughter. She is a full-time housewife, but she and her husband own 5 properties, all of which are rented out. In addition to taking care of the children, she collects rent and occasionally buys some stocks. Because she often goes to high-end shopping malls, she has gold or platinum cards from several banks, and has become a VIP of the bank. No wonder I couldn't go deeper into topics like finance when communicating with her. I thought she was a strong woman at first, but now it seems that she is just a rich woman who is just a vase.

According to my intuition, such a woman usually has a lonely heart under her gorgeous appearance, but there is a lock on this heart that is not easy to open. I am determined to be a key to open this lock of heart. So, I took out my years of experience in picking up girls and made advances on her frequently. Soon, our topic shifted from life to emotions. When we talked about emotions, she smiled brightly at first, but when we talked about family, she used to be expressionless, and then became gloomy. I knew that her heart was slowly opening. I concentrated and calmed myself, letting her open her heart to me.

It turned out that her husband had depression. It was only after she told me about this disease that I realized how serious it was. When she was in a good mood, she was very good and felt very happy. When she was in a bad mood, that is, when she had an attack, it was quite terrifying. She was like a completely different person: hysterical, as if she wanted to destroy the world. In such an environment, she became very frightened. Everyone in her family knew about it, but there was nothing they could do. She couldn't tell anyone else. Fortunately, her husband goes abroad to visit his parents every year and stays abroad for 2-3 months. She said that was when she felt like it was Chinese New Year. When she talked about sad things, her tears couldn't stop flowing. I asked her: Can't it be cured?

She said: It is very difficult to cure the disease. There is basically no precursor to this disease and it comes on suddenly, so she has no way to prevent it. She can only live cautiously and anxiously every day. The onset of the disease is caused by a combination of factors and will become more and more serious, and may even lead to death.

Seeing this glamorous woman in such a pitiful state, I felt helpless and could only hand her a tissue to wipe away her tears. Maybe she also felt that she had lost her composure. After wiping away her tears, she forced a smile and said to me, "I'm sorry to tell you all this and make you laugh." I said, "No, you can tell me all this, which means you don't treat me as an outsider. As long as you can feel happy talking about it, just say it." In this way, we chatted for more than two hours. Seeing that she was still not satisfied, I suggested, "Why don't we go out for a walk? The room is too stuffy." She said, "Okay, that's what I was thinking.

"So we walked out together. After we came out, I asked her: "Where do you want to go?" “She said:”

I want to go to the beach. "I said: "No problem." "Without asking her any more questions, I got into my car with her, drove to a secluded beach, and turned off the engine. At this time, after what I just said, she had become very relaxed. She leaned her head on the backrest and looked quietly at the sea outside the car window. I began to tell her how to reduce this kind of damage. She listened quietly, nodding from time to time. She looked a bit like a little bird. I suddenly felt that this might be an opportunity!

So, I tentatively put my hand on her shoulders and gently held her shoulders. Unexpectedly, she resisted. She stood up and slowly took my arm away, saying softly, "This is not good." I said, "It's okay, you need comfort." I reached out my arm again and gently put my hand on her shoulders. This time, she did not resist.

She told me that her husband went abroad, but he would call her almost every day, so it was not convenient to talk at night because her husband was very suspicious and she didn't want him to misunderstand. She left me her QQ number.

After saying a few more words, I began to tease her with words. Although she didn't respond, she didn't show any disgust either. So, I boldly used my hands to pull her towards my body and let her head and body lean towards me. She leaned towards me obediently, and her long hair fell down, covering her face and her shame.

After a while, I felt the opportunity was right, so I turned her face and tried to kiss her. She lowered her head resolutely. I knew that this was the bottom line today, so I didn't insist anymore.

She also noticed the subtlety of the situation and said to me, "It's getting late, we should go." I said okay, started the car, and asked her where she was going. She said, "Back to the parking lot." When we arrived at the parking lot, she got out and said to me, "You go first, I'll drive." I said, "Okay, be careful." I drove the car for a distance, but did not leave. After a while, I saw her driving out in a red Audi and driving towards her home.

After returning home, I couldn't wait to add her online and asked her how she felt. The advantage of the Internet came into play, because there was no shyness and embarrassment face to face, so text seemed more relaxed. She said that she had a good feeling about me, but she had never talked about so much privacy with a man other than her husband, so she didn't know what to do. I think this should be a good start.

From that day on, we exchanged at least one email every day, and the content of our conversations became more in-depth. I clearly felt that she had regarded me as her dream lover, so we made another appointment to meet, and the topic was mountain climbing.

When the time came, we went hiking together. Of course, I had made preparations in advance and provided all the food and drinks. Along the way, I took good care of her and took pictures for her. When we reached the top of the mountain, there were only two of us on the hill. We stood between two huge rocks, looking at each other. I hugged her and put my mouth close to hers. She also came up to me, and we finally kissed.

After we got down the mountain, I sent her home. When we were almost at her house, I said, let's talk more. She nodded, so I drove to the door of a garage not far from her house, which was also a very secluded place. At this time, there was no language, we just hugged and kissed each other. After kissing for a long time, I knew that she had completely opened her heart. I reached my hand into her arms and touched her breasts. Her round breasts had erect nipples, and they felt great to touch. She resisted a little, but her struggle was clearly not strong enough.

After repeated caressing, I was sure that she was enjoying the process, so I reached my hand down to her. She subconsciously clamped her legs together, but my hand was unstoppable and went straight into her vagina. Wow! Her panties were soaked with her vaginal fluid, and her entire vulva was wet. I took the opportunity to insert two fingers and stirred them back and forth in her vagina.

She swayed from side to side uncomfortably. At this time, my penis was already hard. I grabbed her hand and put it on my big cock to stroke it. We were like this for a while. I looked up inadvertently and saw a woman looking down from the window of the room above the garage. I guess she wanted to see whose car was parked in front of her house. I quickly withdrew my hand and told her that there was someone upstairs. She shyly lay in my arms and didn't move. I took out a tissue to wipe the vaginal fluid on my hand, tidied my clothes, and sent her back to the outside of the high-end community where she lived.

This feeling made me realize the tension and excitement of an affair, and it made me unable to stop. We continued to be affectionate online. I thought my cock was enough to shock her, but she said that mine was almost the same as her husband's. Humph, then I'll find a chance to let you try my skills.

Like all other affairs, this one was on the verge of breaking out, so just three days later we met again, this time for lunch together. After dinner, we walked and chatted along the roadside. I looked up inadvertently and saw a hilltop park not far ahead. It used to be a small barren hill, but was recently transformed into a park. Maybe because it had just been transformed and it was not a holiday, there were not many people coming in and out, so we walked in. I still remember that she was wearing a red windbreaker and black stockings on her legs. She looked even more beautiful at that time. When we reached halfway up the mountain, the sky became overcast and a drizzle fell. Because I didn't bring rain gear, I looked around and suddenly found a cave in front of me. It looked abandoned from the outside, so I ran in quickly. There were winding paths inside. It turned out that this was a war preparedness cave.

Since no one had been there for a while, the inside looked dirty and messy, so we stood at the entrance and watched the rain getting heavier outside. Wouldn't this environment be more romantic? No need to say much, after shaking off the raindrops on their bodies, they hugged each other, and the feeling was just like dry wood meeting fire. I no longer had the patience from the last two times, so I found her mouth and put my tongue in. She no longer had her previous reserve. She opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue to please me. Our tongues intertwined and she sucked greedily. "Hmm... Hmm..." After a while, this seductive sound came out of her mouth, and at this time, my big cock was also eager to try, trying to break through the barrier of my pants and find where it should go. I raised my buttocks and squeezed her tightly. She did not retreat at all and pushed her body, especially her buttocks, towards me. In this way, the lower bodies of our two people were very tightly fitted together, and with the constant friction, her moans became louder and louder. “Ah…ah…ah…”

Stimulated by her voice and body, I felt some mucus flowing out of my glans. Can't wait any longer! As usual, I reached my hand into her clothes and touched her lower body. What a stunner! There is more water coming out from below than last time. I looked around and saw that the walls of the cave were straight up and down, with no place to lean on. Fortunately, I had an idea and turned her body over and let her hold the wall of the cave with two hands. I took off her high socks. Oh! The panties are already wet!

I quickly took off my pants, held my big cock which was excited due to blood flow, aimed it at her pussy, and inserted it slowly and forcefully.

"Ah...ah...ah...oh...oh...oh...", the moment I inserted, she screamed involuntarily, accompanied by the shaking of her legs. I held her hips with my hands and continued my thrusting. Soon, because she secreted a lot of love juice, the empty cave was filled with the "pa pa pa" sound of impact and the "puff, puff" sound of water. Because it was the first time I had sex with her, and in such an environment, the tension and stimulation weakened my control. After about 5 minutes, I felt my penis tighten, and I knew I was about to ejaculate. I wanted to hold it in a little longer and insert it a few more times, but then I thought, let's just have a good time, so I relaxed my nerves and let the rushing semen shoot into Hong's vagina.

At that moment, the stimulation to Hong was the greatest. She completely ignored everything else and opened her mouth and screamed loudly: "Ah...ah...,ah..." After the ejaculation was over and the desire subsided, I regained my rationality. The penis was still inserted in her vagina and soaked it. I hugged her with both hands and kissed her passionately. After a long while, her lust completely subsided, and I pulled out my penis. The semen flowed down her thighs. She hurriedly found a tissue from her bag and wiped it simply. She also did not forget to wipe me clean. After a little tidying up, we went down the mountain together.

There is a saying: Once there is a first time, there will be a second time. This unforgettable passion in the rain opened the curtain of our revelry. In her words, I helped her regain the passion that had been dormant for a long time. Moreover, because of the substantial contact, our relationship also changed subtly. She cared about me more and was more eager to spend every day with me. As for me, since we had little in common in other aspects, there was almost nothing else for us to do together, basically, it revolved around sex.

Less than a week after the sex in the cave, I missed her again, needless to say she did. So we met again, and this time we agreed to sing first. When we got to the KTV, we couldn't help but touch each other again after singing less than two songs. However, the transparency of karaoke rooms nowadays is so damn high, not like the old ones at all. Once the waiter closes the door, no one will care what noise you make inside. The glass on the door is transparent, so knocking and touching won’t satisfy you. So, I paid the bill and went straight to the hotel.

When we arrived at the hotel, as soon as we entered the door, I turned her over and leaned her against the floor-length mirror on the wall. Then I lifted up her top and unhooked her bra, exposing her breasts in the mirror so that she could see them. I grabbed her breasts with both hands and rubbed them gently at first. She whispered in my ear, "Harder." I immediately increased my strength, grabbing both breasts tightly and rubbing them almost roughly. She looked at the breasts being rubbed by me in the mirror and could not help moaning again. Seeing that she was getting into the mood, I took off her skirt again. That day, she was wearing a red sexy lace underwear, which was slightly wider than a thong, but still couldn't cover the pubic hair on both sides.

I reached my hand into her panties from the side and gently touched her vagina. Soon, love juice flowed out of her vagina again.

She reached her hand into my pants from behind, grabbed my erect cock, and started stroking it. Seeing her lewd look in the mirror, I couldn't control myself. I picked her up and put her on the bed, pulled down her panties, quickly took off my clothes, used the most traditional man on top position, and penetrated her cunt fiercely. "Oh oh..., oh oh..." She closed her eyes slightly and kept moaning. That sound was another kind of encouragement. This kind of environment allows me to show my skills. I work out regularly, and now I treat it as push-ups, with my whole body straight and only my penis inserted in her vagina. This point-to-point contact can best stimulate a woman's sensitive areas.

After a while, her face had become a little distorted due to excitement, and her vagina was becoming more and more unbearable as I fucked it. She kept twisting her waist, up and down with my movements and rhythm, in order to achieve the greatest combination. After about 10 minutes, I saw that she was a little tired of this posture, so I asked her to kneel down and I inserted it from behind. She raised her white buttocks high. I pushed her back and forth, and she raised her head, constantly shouting, "Ah..., Ah..." After I inserted it N times, I saw that she seemed tired, so I asked her to lie down and I continued to insert it from behind. Although the depth of insertion was shallower than the kneeling position due to the obstruction of her buttocks, because my dick was longer, I could still penetrate deep into her with this posture.

For her who had never tried it before, it was undoubtedly both fresh and exciting. After more than 10 minutes, I felt I was about to ejaculate, so I quickly asked her to lie on her back, still using the man on top and woman on the bottom position (because this way she and her sexual partner could hug each other, especially for women who have just started having an affair, they prefer this safe position). After a few violent thrusts, the glans trembled, and countless sperms shot into the depths of her uterus like arrows. As the semen was ejaculated, her body shook violently, her screams became deeper, her hands tightly grasped my back, and her buttocks pressed tightly against my body. I knew she also had an orgasm.

After I ejaculated, I hugged her and said, "You are such a stunner, so great!" She said shyly, "You are great too. I haven't had an orgasm for a long time, and you made me come." After lying down for a while, we went to the bathroom to take a bath together. After that, we continued to do it in the bathroom. We did it a total of 4 times that afternoon.

If you say that this four-round battle was the climax of our affair, you are wrong. The real climax was more than half a month later (we did it many times in the meantime, in hotels, restaurants and cinemas). She told me that her computer seemed to be infected with a virus and many pages kept popping up. She was worried about letting others fix it, so she asked me if I knew a thing or two. I thought I knew a thing or two, but if the computer really had a problem, I would only use ghost to reinstall it. Of course, I had to step forward at this time. I said let me take a look. In this way, I had to go to her house, but the security in the community where she lived was very strict, and she was very familiar with the residents in the community. She was worried that my visit would arouse the security guards' suspicion. If her husband came back and found out, it would be difficult to explain. I told her: Don't worry, just say the computer is broken and I'm a computer repairman. She thought about it and decided to do so.

So I drove to a place not far from her house, and she drove her car to pick me up at the door.

An Ziran went up to ask, and she pretended to be calm and said to the security guard: "My computer is broken, and I hired a repairman."

The security guard kept saying, "Oh, oh." But his eyes were always on me. I looked at him calmly, and the words of Andy Lau in "A World Without Thieves" came to my mind: Is someone who drives a good car necessarily a good person? ! The security guard saw me staring at him, so he quickly looked away, said with a smile, "Please come in," and raised the lifting bar. In this way, I arrived at her home smoothly.

When I entered her house, I couldn't help but sigh. It was a duplex structure, more than 200 square meters. It was so spacious that even the sound of her words could be heard. I first went to her room and looked at her computer. It turned out that she had accidentally clicked on an advertiser's link, which was modified by a malicious website. An illegal startup item was added to the startup process and the registry was modified. I installed repair software for her to restore the system, and told her which pages could not be clicked. She nodded continuously as she listened. Seeing her well-behaved appearance, I couldn't help but pick her up, carried her to the sofa in the living room, and kissed her madly. She told me that she should have had her period a few days ago, but it hadn't come yet, and she was very worried. I was also worried when I heard that, because if she was pregnant, it would be a big deal.

But on the surface, I still comforted her and said, "Don't worry, maybe we had sex too hard during this period and scared your period." She said angrily, "Don't talk nonsense, there is no such thing." I smiled and said, "Go check it out in a few days." She nodded and said, "Okay."

Maybe she realized that this topic affected my mood, so she took the initiative to unbutton my pants and gave me a blowjob. My penis, which was listless after what happened just now, was immediately refreshed by her cherry-like small mouth, and my head was raised high again. I was afraid that she would suck it out, so I said to her, "Let's go to bed."

She said, "No, that's my husband and I's bed, we can't do it there." Her words aroused my desire even more, and I thought to myself: I must fuck you on the big bed! Although I thought so in my heart, I still hugged her and went to the study, where I took off her pajamas, lifted one of her legs, and inserted it while standing. She hugged my neck with both hands, humming and letting me fuck her. As I was fucking her, I suddenly felt like liquid was flowing out, so I separated my body and took a look: haha, blood is coming out! I quickly asked her to look, and she got a little anxious when she saw it, so she blocked her mouth with her hands and went to the bathroom. I followed her in, and she said angrily and happily, "Look, I haven't had my period for a few days, and you just inserted it and it came."

I smiled and said, "I'm the best, I guess. You can come to me again if it's late next time." She said shyly and annoyedly, "You're a bad guy. I won't do that." Because my penis was also stained with her menstrual blood, I washed with her.

After washing, I said to her, "Let's go to bed. It's too cold here." It was winter, and their house had floor heating, so the bathroom was indeed a little cold. So, she reluctantly went with me to the big bed in the master bedroom. Above the bed hung her and her husband's wedding photo. I was also prepared and took out my digital camera and placed it next to the bed. Because I had already taken a picture of our lovemaking process before, she didn't object when she saw it.

We lay together on the bed that only she and her husband had slept on before. I think that feeling was the highest level of adultery. Seeing that she was still a little nervous and hesitant, I asked her to lie down flat and started kissing her mouth. While kissing, I caressed her breasts and vagina with my hands. After a while, her nipples became hard and her lower body gradually became wet. I then kissed her nipples and inserted my fingers into her vagina.

Watching her slowly getting into the mood, I spread her legs, picked up the camera and started filming her. She still had her eyes slightly closed. I slowly moved the camera upwards and took the wedding photo of her and her husband. Her husband's eyes just happened to be looking down, meeting my gaze, but the difference was that his eyes were full of tenderness. I had a strange feeling: like a sense of satisfaction.

Maybe she realized that I was filming her, so she opened her eyes, and when she saw me filming upwards, she quickly got up and pulled me down. I took advantage of the situation and started filming her again, first taking pictures of her blurry eyes, then slowly sliding down to her chest, and then continuing down to her vagina. I aimed my big cock at her pussy, holding the camera with one hand and trying to separate her labia with the other hand, but I found that this would affect the filming effect, so I let her use her two hands to separate her labia, and I slowly inserted my penis into her.

She hummed and bit her lips tightly. I slowly pulled out my penis, bringing out some blood-mixed liquid from her vagina. I recorded it all with the camera. After the filming, we officially started the battle on the bed. I started by thrusting into her quickly and forcefully in the carp-like position. She was completely released at this point, and she murmured, "Fuck me, fuck me," with a mixture of "hmmmm" sounds from her mouth.

I couldn't stand this kind of language stimulation, so I thrust harder and harder, and asked her while I was fucking her: "Who makes you feel more comfortable, me or your husband?" She said: "You."

I deliberately asked again: "Where do I fuck you that makes you feel comfortable?"

She seemed to enjoy my way of stimulation and said shyly, "Your big cock." I then said to her, "Your husband is watching me fucking you." She didn't say anything else, but felt even more excited.

After a while, I picked up the camera again and took some pictures of the part where we were connected. It took about 20 minutes in total. Finally, I shot my hot semen into her vagina again. When I pulled out my penis, I immediately picked up the camera and started filming her vagina. I saw the semen flowing out of her vagina, mixed with some blood. When she saw me filming, she quickly clamped her legs together, took a tissue and put it on her vagina, got out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash.

In this way, Hong and I lasted about two months from the first time we met to the last time we had sex at her home. Of course, there was more sex later, but as the novelty wore off and her husband returned home, the number of times we had sex became less and less. It really proves the saying: It's easy for men the first time, but it becomes more and more difficult afterwards; it's difficult for women the first time, but it becomes easier afterwards.

I know very clearly that Hong and I are just having an affair. The reason she could have sex with me is, firstly, that her deep desire has never been extinguished, and secondly, that I appeared at the right time. We were destined to be just an affair. Apart from sex, our communication in other areas was not attractive enough to me. I think that every one of us wolf friends, whether we are having an extramarital affair or a one-night stand, should be very clear about what kind of relationship you should maintain with the other party for the best benefit for both parties. This is both an art and a responsibility.

Regarding Hong, I would like to talk about her subsequent situation. After her husband came back, she did not behave herself at all. Because she had a history of having an affair with me, she felt a little guilty. This guilt more or less diluted the harm caused by her husband's violence. In this sense, I did a good deed.