The emotional story of my first virgin beauty (wife and mature adult novel)

The emotional story of my first virgin lover

I'm not being modest when I say this, I've wasted more than forty years of my life, and I still have topics to write, and it's not that I don't know how to write articles, but I don't have the time. I don't know if I am a successful man. I only know that although I have stepped out of the circle of struggling for a living, I have entered another circle. I cannot get rid of the responsibilities I shoulder, a social responsibility, "the mission of contributing my talents to social progress and human civilization!" Time is becoming more and more tight, which is completely different from what those helpless people say, "burdened by fame and fortune." Since ancient times, for writing jobs, as long as you have enough brain, time is the main cost, and I happen to be a beggar of time!

How many times have I dreamed of having time to calm down and think carefully about the road I have traveled, writing down those stories that once moved me deeply, and placing them in front of my grave beneath the tombstone, to fulfill my last wish in this life, and also to express my confession to my wife from the bottom of my soul.

Human beings are emotional animals. Whenever I sit alone in front of the display screen, the cold light in the room shines on the quiet night sky, and my thoughts often drift out of the window, looking for those passionate dreams of the past, letting the blood that is getting colder and colder gradually warm up again, giving myself a little bit of warm motivation.

This is the preface.

Looking back slowly, the night that once belonged to each other is still you, the red one who gave me the bright sunshine in my heart. I am crying foolishly, hoping that you can sympathize and forgive me. I will leave you tomorrow morning, and the road may be long and lonely. For a moment, there are too many things to say, but it's a pity that we will be in different places soon. I can only gaze at this moment deeply. Even if there are thousands of songs floating in the distance on my road in the future, even if there are thousands of stars in the future, the moon is not as beautiful as this night. I can't think clearly about what I want tonight. Ah. Because you sang with me tonight before leaving, I suddenly felt the beauty of sadness. It turned out that it was all because of you, making my memories long. When will I be able to stay and gaze like tonight, and let my eyes speak each other's positions? When one day, raindrops tap on your window and the wind blows your imagination, can you spare the time to think of this old look? In the future, even if there are thousands of songs floating in the distance on my road, in the future, even if there are thousands of nights with stars shining, the moon tonight cannot compare to its beauty, and it can never make me appreciate it more. Because you sang with me tonight, nothing can compare to its beauty, and it can never make me appreciate it more. Because I sang with you tonight, in the future, even if there are thousands of songs floating in the distance on my road, in the future, even if there are thousands of nights with stars shining, the moon tonight cannot compare to its beauty, and it can never wash away what I am thinking tonight, because I don't know when I will sing with you again.

————Excerpt from "Thousands of Songs"

Every time I hear this song, I think of Juanzi. She is the first girl in my life other than my wife with whom I have emotional investment, and also my first virgin beauty other than my wife. In my life, she only accompanied me for a short time, but she left an eternal memory in my heart.

This is not a story. It happened in 1996, before Hong Kong's return to China. It’s been eleven years, but it seems like it happened yesterday! Facing his wife who looked a little happier and his children who had just started school, he felt very guilty. As a man, your first priority is to make those you love and those who love you live a happy and fulfilling life. Don't say those words that will last forever.

Our living environment was very poor at that time. Chairman Mao once told me, "When you are poor, you should think of change." So I packed my bags and said to my wife, "I'm going to the South to try my luck." My wife always seconded any of the biggest decisions in life. My wife's beautiful eyes showed a look of longing: Go, I will take care of the house. My wife said it very easily, but in fact I know that what she shoulders is not any easier than mine: the burden of four elderly people plus a child!

--acquaintance--.

The pace of life in southern cities is much faster than that in inland areas. I joined Company A on the tenth day after I left home. Southerners are not as generous as northerners, but they are also enthusiastic. I was placed in the single dormitory area, on the second floor, in a courtyard. Except for a male cleaner, all my neighbors were women. I got to know them all on the first day I moved in, except Juan. I met Juanzi a month later. She had been on vacation at home for more than a month before returning. She lives next door to me. There was another girl living in the middle. She is weak and doesn't like to talk much. She is very small, about 1.58 meters tall, very thin, and has dark skin, which is the typical skin color of people in the southernmost part of China. Her clothes were plain, and her graceful curves and towering breasts could not be seen. It has always been like this. It was not until half a year later when I owned her that I discovered the beauty of her body. Unexpectedly, her virgin breasts were so perfect, 34D, round and full, with nipples like big red beans, shining brightly under the dim light. Of course, this is a later story.

The first words I said to Juanzi were "Hello", and nothing else. She is the kind of girl who doesn't like to talk.

At that time, although I had the experience of being a wolf, I was still a little shy and didn't like to talk about things without any reason. We were close to each other, spent every day together, and ate together in the cafeteria every day, but we just didn't talk much. She was introverted and I was shy, so we didn't communicate much. I am very thin, short, dark, and poor. The only thing worth appreciating about myself is that I have a full forehead that is full of wisdom. It seems to always remind the world that I have a wise head! Although he has a difficult appearance, he is very popular with women. It may be due to his good qualities: helpfulness, broad-mindedness, integrity, kindness, humor, and seriousness and dedication. They make me feel relatable.

Less than a month after arriving at the company, I became familiar with everyone. Later, Juan told me that the company was originally very lifeless, but after I joined, the company was filled with a cheerful atmosphere every day. The employees in the company are of the type where there are more females than males. For 70 percent of women, men become a hot potato. The company's boss is from Chaozhou and is very easy-going. He likes my dedication and professional proficiency very much and doesn't talk much. It was only later that I found out that he had always been promoting me. When I proposed to leave a year later, I learned that the CEO and several vice presidents had jointly submitted a report to the Shanghai headquarters, strongly requesting that they keep me beyond the regulations. However, I had already accepted the invitation of another person who had been kind to me, as Zeng Zi said, eight out of ten things in life are not as we wish. I have no choice but to let you down. This includes the feeling of betrayal to Juanzi.

My arrival seems to have injected endless vitality into the company. Not to mention the rapid growth in business, what is more important is that the enthusiasm and cohesion of the company's employees are at an unprecedented high. After get off work, employees often disappear as they all have their own social engagements. As I was far away from my wife and children, I was a real bachelor. My residence was only a dozen meters away from the company. After get off work, I had nothing to do, so I often went to the company to chat with the staff on duty. At that time, the Internet was still a rarity in China. Except for the fact that I could not tolerate the physical torture and went out to find girls to relieve my sexual desire, I basically spent my spare time in the company.

Gradually, more and more employees gathered in the company after get off work to chat, laugh, write, read, etc. When at work, employees always have bright smiles on their faces. As for why, I only found out the reason later.

After I got to know Juanzi, when we met, apart from greetings like "Hello" and "Have you eaten?", we didn't have much more communication. When I joked or talked with my colleagues, Juanzi never joined in. But you can often hear her gentle laughter, her voice is very soft. Because Juanzi's appearance was not outstanding, apart from hearing her soft laughter, there was basically nothing that caught my attention. Until one night, when we were alone in the computer room, studying WPS diligently, she, who was not far away from us, seemed to say to herself: Mr. F, don't listen to them, they have bad intentions. This Mr. F is the unique name Juanzi calls me. I feel something special about this title. When I hear it, I seem to be in a movie from the 1930s and 1940s.

I was stunned. I didn't understand. Don't listen to them? What does this mean? I looked at her in astonishment. Her profile was so beautiful that I suddenly felt a surge of emotion in my heart. She just opened her red lips and said: They want you to have a fake divorce, they have bad intentions, many men here have fake divorces, and eventually they make it come true. Now I understand.

This is a developed city in the south, and many people from the mainland are trying their best to get here. Most mainlanders are very conservative and still value things like "public" units and household registration. There is a policy here: people with intermediate professional titles or above can be transferred in and have their household registration resolved, but if they are married with a wife and children, it is easy to handle if the wife also has an intermediate professional title. If not, the unit will not consider it for fear of trouble. Therefore, there is a peculiar phenomenon here: many mainlanders, once arriving here, are conquered by the prosperous city and high salaries, and persuade their wives to go through a fake divorce, transfer in as a single person, and then go through the process of remarrying, and then arrange for their wives to transfer in as a separated couple.

However, life is not as we wish, most of the time. All the men who have faked divorces here are taken advantage of by girls who also want to transfer in and become the men's second mistresses. What men cannot control the most is their own strong physical desires. Whenever a girl who is not too disgusting takes the initiative to offer her body to them, almost no man can remain calm. Therefore, many middle-aged men from the mainland (almost all the talented people have entered middle age) have formed families with young girls from all over the country, and there are many old men and young wives. A difference of more than ten years in age is common. I have heard all these things since I came here more than two months ago. Therefore, over the past few months, most of the girls in the company have advised me to fake a divorce with my wife, find a way to transfer in, and then remarry.

I remain unmoved! Marriage is the most serious matter in life, how can we allow even the slightest bit of falsehood? This was the beginning of my strong liking for Juanzi. She was the only one who advised me not to have a fake divorce! I smiled and said to Juanzi, thank you for your reminder, I won’t do that. If you ask me to divorce my wife, even if it is fake, I would rather live in poverty! I'd rather stay in the ravine! It was because of what I said that Juanzi gave me her most precious virginity. She told me this later. Then, I told Juanzi that my wife is the most beautiful and wisest person in the world, and she is a priceless treasure in my heart! Juanzi suddenly looked radiant! She said to me in her extremely soft voice: People like you are almost rare nowadays.

I blushed all of a sudden. Under the light, my shy look made Juanzi like me even more. She smiled and said, I didn’t expect Mr. F would blush. Hearing Juanzi speak more often, especially when she spoke in the first person at close range, made me feel Juanzi's extremely attractive and soft voice for the first time! Her voice is really beautiful. It is definitely not the feeling that comes from love. Her voice seems to have no bones. It is soft and gently slides into your earlobe, which is very enjoyable. God created humans in a truly fair way. Juanzi is an inconspicuous woman, but God has given her an extremely charming and soft voice! I quickly changed the subject and asked: What are you doing? It feels good to learn WPS, right?

Juanzi told me that she was learning to type and write letters to her mother. She had been out for a few months and missed her mother very much. At that time, mobile phones were rare and calls could not be made from the company phone. The only way to make calls was to use a 200-card card. Writing letters is still the best way for those who are far away to convey information to their relatives. Haha, I didn’t expect Juanzi to be such a filial daughter. It’s rare. Many young people nowadays forget about their parents who raised them at home after they go out. Juanzi smiled and said, it’s her own mother, it would be strange if she didn’t think about her. It seems that there is no word "unfilial" in her dictionary. All of a sudden, a strange feeling arose in my heart, and I really felt that the distance between me and Juanzi was shortened. I thought to myself: There are not many girls like me nowadays. I didn’t expect that among my neighbors, there is such a filial daughter!

Before I knew it, it was already late at night.

At twelve o'clock in the evening in the south, the nightlife has just begun. We all have the habit of taking fried snails and fried noodles from the food stall outside the company to eat in the dormitory before going to bed late at night. The habit of eating midnight snacks developed over the years made me suddenly feel empty in my stomach and very hungry. I went out like a gust of wind, and soon brought back a plate of snails and two cans of beer. It was the first time I had a late-night snack with Juanzi face to face and close to her!

This was the first time Juanzi and I met in the true sense! That year, Juanzi was eighteen years old.

——Good impression——.

Since then, my relationship with Juanzi seemed to have become much closer. Subconsciously, she thought I was a very responsible, family-oriented man, and I thought she was a very filial, kind-hearted girl. In the eyes of both of us, the other began to become more and more beautiful.

I started to go in and out of her boudoir, and often when I had free time, I would go to her room to sit for a while and chat, but she basically never went in and out of my room. I was always puzzled, and even after we had physical intercourse, she still didn't go in and out of my room. I thought, maybe it’s just the girl’s modesty.

That day, we were learning WPS typesetting in the computer room again. At the beginning, there were many girls from the company, but they only practiced for a while and then went out to play. The only people left in the computer room were me, who adores computers, and Juanzi, who is very serious about everything she does. Juanzi turned slightly to me and said: Mr. F, please come to my room less often in the future and go to their rooms more often, okay? Up to now, we have always gotten along very purely, and I feel that I have never had any improper thoughts about Juanzi in my heart, because Juanzi is very pure and kind, and I have never even had any sexual fantasies about her. I was puzzled: why? "They are bullying me." "Why are they bullying you?" I was even more confused. "Are they bullying you because of me?" "..." Juanzi was hesitant to speak. Could it be...? A thought flashed through her mind! With that thought in my mind, I felt a little uncomfortable. I hesitantly said, okay...well, I won't go to anyone's place. Anyway, they have started using computers here, so I will just play on the computer from now on. Juanzi's face turned red: They are jealous, you were not like this before.

I know what she meant when she said I wasn't like this before. Since I joined the company, I have always been an active member. In the courtyard on the second floor, there are girls all around me, about seven or eight of them. After dinner every day, I have nothing to do, so I just hold a teacup and walk around here and there, make a few jokes with this girl, and chat with that girl about family matters. Everyone was happy for me to sit in their rooms, and they all enthusiastically took out their favorite snacks to treat me. Because I seldom talked to Juanzi, I never went to her room. Maybe in Juanzi's eyes, I seem like a popular lover.

Actually, I don’t have anything to do with anyone. I was just chatting with them.

Juanzi added, you may not know it yourself, but you are the object of everyone's pursuit. Everyone wants to be transferred here long-term through you, so when you enter someone's room, the other people will be unhappy, but they can't do anything about you, so they have to squeeze that person. Oh, I see. Since our last relationship, Juanzi and I have indeed interacted more than anyone else. I don't know why, but when I chat with Juanzi, I feel a sense of closeness and respect. Unlike with other girls, I can joke with them casually, tell dirty jokes, and even sit on their beds. "Did I do something wrong?" I said to myself. Juanzi said, it’s not your fault, it’s just that they have bad intentions. Looking at Juanzi's profile, for some reason, a feeling of pity grew in my heart. "Let's go outside and eat some fried snails!" I turned off my computer, walked to her computer, and said to her.

I saw her with a bright face and she smiled and said, "Yes, yes, I like eating snails the most." A woman's brilliant smile, like her sad tears, is the best weapon to capture a man! Looking at her innocent and cute face, I suddenly wanted to kiss her. The moment we walked out of the computer room door hugging each other, I actually had a strong desire to hug her! Looking from behind her ears, the delicate skin beneath her hairline exuded a youthful aura, and I actually felt a little dizzy. It was late at night and we had almost finished our supper. We each drank a can of Kingway beer. Neither of us had a good alcohol tolerance, but I was still as red as Guan Gong. Juanzi was better, with only slightly rosy cheeks. There was no romantic atmosphere at the street stalls, but the evening breeze lifted Juanzi's bangs. Juanzi, who had been smiling, looked even more beautiful under the street lights. Alcohol was flowing through my body, and I, who hadn't released anything for almost a week, actually had a desire to possess her. I thought to myself, what would the breasts and thighs of this innocent girl look like? What would making love be like?

"What are you looking at?" Juanzi's voice suddenly interrupted my fantasy thoughts.

"Sorry, I was distracted." I bashed myself hard in private.

"Oh, are you thinking about your wife?" Juanzi asked casually.

"Haha, we're an old couple, it's not that romantic." I smiled a little foolishly. I thought to myself, did you notice that I was thinking about you?

"I've never met anyone as romantic as you." Juanzi said a little sourly, "Your phone calls are free, right? Every night, you talk to your family for almost an hour. Isn't that romantic?"

Since I joined Company A, I would make a phone call to my wife every night at the company, usually for an hour. I always use 200 calories to pay first, and then my wife pays back. Home calls are free.

"To be honest, it doesn't cost any money. When I was at home, a friend of mine from Telecom gave me a phone password, so all calls are free. As for who pays the bill for me, I don't know." I said a little embarrassedly, "My wife is really good, and I love her very much."

I actually know that it is absolutely a mistake to speak well of another woman in front of a girl. Although deep down in my heart I always want to have some romantic encounters or good luck in love, I love my wife and home very much, so I have to put on some armor.

"It's rare to find men like you nowadays. Your wife is so lucky and happy," Juanzi said lightly.

"Actually, you will have a very wonderful life." I said to Juanzi, "You are different from the other girls in the company. You are like a piece of white paper without any pollution, pure as jade. Moreover, you are kind-hearted, filial, serious about your work, and do not seek pleasure or vanity." In fact, this is the truth. I really don't have this feeling when dating other girls.

"Why are you talking nonsense to me? I don't like you praising me like this. I know myself very well. I'm not as good as you say." Juanzi said a little embarrassedly.

When I returned to the dormitory, I could still see three windows with bright lights shining through.

Juanzi whispered in my ear, "They are worried because you didn't go back to your room. They are afraid that you might be kidnapped by someone else.

whee"

"Nonsense, who would kidnap a middle-aged man who has no money and no sex?" I joked, "Would you? Are you that stupid?"

I walked her to the door. In the darkness, Juanzi's eyes were bright and deep, as if there was something I longed for in them.

I said softly, "Good night, I'm very happy tonight, go to bed early, you have to go to work tomorrow." The moment she turned around, I seemed to smell an extremely pleasant and sexy scent coming from Juanzi's hair.

I stretched out my hands to hug her, and she seemed about to fall. Just as I was about to hug Juan, my brain tightened and the image of my wife emerged. I shrank slightly, held Juan's slightly trembling shoulders with both hands, and said, "Have a good dream," then turned around and quickly left Juan who was standing there.

——Temptation——A few months passed like this, and Juanzi and I maintained a close relationship. Every time I felt the desire to hug Juanzi, I always thought of my wife. Whenever my lower body felt uncomfortable, I had to find time to go out. In a park not far from the company, there were a large number of street prostitutes. I could spend 20 to 100 yuan to relax and return to a normal life on the grass in the park or in the rented houses of the prostitutes.

In today's highly developed world with such frequent flow of talent, the ancient profession of prostitution actually plays such a huge role. Without them, it is hard to imagine how these tens of millions of working people can meet the basic needs of "sex, food and sex".

Let’s stop talking nonsense and get back to the topic.

I have known Juanzi for several months. As our relationship has grown closer, every time we are alone together and say goodbye, a desire always surges in my heart. I always look forward to something happening between Juanzi and me.

However, reason often tells me that I must never let down my wife who works hard at home!

Unexpectedly, five months after knowing Juanzi, we still broke through the first line of defense in love!

In order to cope with a karaoke competition in the district, the company's boss, at everyone's request, installed a set of audio equipment in the conference room on the third floor of the courtyard, so that everyone can go to the conference room to sing, dance, etc. in the evening or in their spare time, which also enriches everyone's spare-time cultural life.

Humans always like to stay interested in new things for only three minutes. We are no exception.

Since we got a stereo, we went to OK every night. However, because there were so many people, it was seldom that we got a chance to sing a song. We always sat on the sofa waiting, cheering and humming together. Occasionally, we could see one or two brave people dancing.

It was the first time I heard Juanzi singing, and I didn’t expect she sang so well. She was definitely a winner, and as a matter of fact, Juanzi later won second place in the karaoke competition.

Juanzi particularly likes to sing Chen Huixian's "Falling Snow", especially "Thousands of Songs". And because Juanzi is also from the south and speaks fluent Cantonese, she sings this song very movingly. If you only listen to the singing, you would think it was played from a record.

I was very timid at that time, perhaps due to my long-term inferiority complex about my appearance. I never dared to try in many places where dancing was allowed, so I never learned to dance. Now, several girls asked me to go on stage, but how could I dare to do that? But I am embarrassed to admit that I can’t dance, for fear that others will say I am old-fashioned.

Faced with one invitation after another, I could only smile and say: No. He looked mysterious and profound, and didn't look clueless at all. After a few days like this, no one dared to ask me out anymore.

That day, at dinner, I met Juanzi. "Hello, are you still going to sing karaoke tonight? Your voice is truly a masterpiece from heaven!"

I exclaimed with my heartfelt admiration.

"Don't praise me, I just like singing. I used to practice my voice when I was in school. By the way, you really can't dance?"

"Haha, when have I ever lied to you? You really can't dance." Then, I downplayed the reason why I couldn't dance and asked mischievously, "Looking at your figure, you must be a good dancer. How about you teach me?"

Juanzi was very moved by my life experience and said something surprising: "It seems that a person's low self-esteem is not necessarily a bad thing sometimes. It will make you work hard and reflect, and it will make you humble and easy to make good friends. You have good relationships with people." Then, she also said casually, "I learned a little bit in the training class at school. I am not familiar with it, but I can teach you privately."

It’s a deal. We high-fived to swear an oath.

There are too many people in the conference room on the third floor, so it’s difficult to teach. We chose Juanzi's room. Juanzi loves singing and can sing almost every popular song backwards fluently. She said that she had wanted to be a singer since she was a child, but she was not good-looking and had low self-esteem, so she just quietly attended a technical secondary school that her family thought was good. She had a VCR that she bought at school and had been with her for several years, and a pile of tapes on her bed.

We made a study plan. Juanzi said she would guarantee to teach me slow three and slow four, and fast three and fast four within a week, and it would take another two weeks to teach me how to do cha-cha. At that time, I didn't have the courage I have now. Besides, before Juanzi, I had never dated a decent girl except for those in FL, SN or streetwalkers. Therefore, I never dared to have any too extreme thoughts. At most, I just fantasized about it once.

Every time I hugged Juanzi and danced, my palms would sweat and I would be very nervous. I was nervous because it was the first time I hugged a woman other than my beloved wife at such a close distance. I could smell her body fragrance and feel the soft warmth of her hands. Her slender waist was covered by a thin layer of clothes, and I always felt like an electric shock every time. Under the dim light, the melodious voice seems to be teasing and tempting!

It can be seen that Juanzi actually likes me very much. I have read a lot of literary books since I was a child, and I have a keen sense for the love between men and women. I could often feel Juanzi's hot gaze from the corner of her eyes. We hugged each other, and Juanzi's beautiful hair often stung my nose, which was very comfortable.

We study for an hour every day, then we feel very tired and go out for a midnight snack together. Life is very happy and joyful.

A week was almost up, and I had learned the slow three and slow four really well. That day, we didn't go out for a midnight snack like we did before. Instead, we got some fried snails, fried noodles and four cans of beer, and celebrated my academic success and thanked my teacher Juanzi in Juanzi's room.

We listened to music, drank beer and ate snails. I picked the biggest snail with the most meat, put it in front of Juanzi with a toothpick, and saw Juanzi opening her beautiful mouth and eating the snail meat with a happy look on her face. Under the dim light, I was actually moved by this scene. Just like a young couple.

My face gradually looked a bit like Guan Gong, and my head started to feel dizzy. I said softly, Juanzi, you are very beautiful. Thank you for bringing me so much happiness for so long.

Juanzi seemed a little drunk, but her words were very clear: Mr. F, why did you get married so early? He is only thirty years old, but his child is already four or five years old!

Oh, is it early? I don't know either. It’s fate.

...Well...fate...yes, fate...Juanzi murmured, and there was a bright circle in her eyes, which seemed to contain tears and reveal resentment.

We've almost finished drinking. Both of us have a low alcohol tolerance and can get drunk with just one can of beer, but we've already drunk two cans. Juanzi suddenly got excited and stood up and said, "Let's dance again. We won't be teacher and student anymore, but dance partners."

The slow four-step of "Once Heartbroken" sounded in the recorder, and we spun into the "dance floor" together.

Juanzi started to get drunk. I held her waist and felt as if she could not stand steadily and kept sliding down. Juan was dizzy and her body almost fell on me. I hugged her tightly. Although it was late autumn, I could feel the soft, moist and warm bulging Juanzi chest through the thin shirt. Juan's face was almost touching my ear. Her breath was so charming that it made me intoxicated even without being drunk. I felt dizzy, and my thoughts seemed to be like a horse that had broken free from its stiff reins. I let go of the moral reins and held Juanzi tightly to my chest, squeezing and rubbing her desperately. Juanzi closed her eyes, and her lips, which were as beautiful as orchids, were so tempting that I couldn't help but kiss her!

Oh my god! It’s ruined!

The ground collapsed!

My brain seems to be blank and chaotic! I gently called out "Juanzi...Juanzi...", but I could vaguely hear the whispers of "I love you...I love you..." in my ears!

Unable to stand steadily, we fell on Juanzi's bed together. We hugged, kissed and sucked each other madly. We couldn't tell the up and down of heaven and earth anymore, it was all chaos... I don't know how long it was, but the bedding on the bed was already messed up by us! Juanzi's chest was open, her round and full breasts, plump and abundant, with red bean-like nipples, shining brightly in the dim light! I had long lost my gentlemanly manners. I buried my face in Juanzi's deep cleavage, swimming and rubbing it, sucking on her hard nipples. Suddenly, I smelled a faint "fox scent" emanating from Juanzi's armpits! It was an extremely sexy, aphrodisiac and provocative smell, coupled with Juanzi's murmur of "I want to give it to you, I want to give it to you...", which made me tear off Juanzi's clothes even more frantically. Her toned thighs were firm and elastic, and her black lace-edged panties showed that her pubic area was plump and full, like a flower about to bloom! The thighs are so smooth and tender, and the triangle area at the base of the thighs is steaming hot, wet and slippery!

We had already lost our minds and could not care about many things. I stood up and took off all my clothes in a few seconds. My swollen lower body looked majestic and imposing! Just when I was about to take off my underwear, the blush on my body was wiped away by the chill of late autumn, and my mind became clear. No, absolutely not. Perhaps this was Juanzi's shrewdness that was different from other girls! I can't let down my wife who is waiting anxiously at home!

I quickly put my clothes back on, helped Juanzi up, and kept saying sorry, sorry, I really like you, but I am a married man and not worthy of someone as pure as you.

Juanzi looked sad, her eyes filled with tears, and she said softly, I will hate you!

I didn't understand!

...——Farewell——Since that time, we no longer have close contact. Return to the calmness before dancing.

After New Year's Day that year, I returned to the company after visiting my wife at home. Juanzi's sister works in a factory in the city. Because she has no rest, she rarely visits her sister. This time I had a few days off for New Year's Day, so I came to see my sister. The two sisters wanted to go to a nearby mountain park. I happened to have a camera at that time, so they invited me to go with them.

That day, we took a lot of photos and had a lot of fun. On a lawn, her sister told me while she went to the bathroom that Juanzi loved me very much. She knew that I had a wife and children, and had also seen my photo albums, and knew that I had a happy family. But she said that I was the first man she fell in love with, and she didn't expect that he was a married man! She won't destroy my family, she just wants to cherish the time we have together now. Her sister also told me that Juanzi has a very high opinion of me and that she would be so fond of you, which was something her sister never expected.

Her sister is a very cheerful person. She joked, "If I were your wife, I would share you with my sister, love you together, form a family of three with you, and each of us would give birth to a son for you!"

It made me feel a little amused, but also very moved.

...From then on, I no longer had that opinion of Juanzi as being "shrewd and scheming". The image of an innocent girl is imprinted in my heart.

As the New Year was approaching, my wife sent her parents back to her hometown and brought her five-year-old son to the city to spend the New Year together in the company. That year, Juanzi also stayed. There were eight employees who stayed, including his wife and children. We cooked the New Year’s Eve dinner in the company cafeteria. My wife’s cooking skills made everyone envy me! Haha, everyone says I have a good appetite.

Later, my wife told me that she didn’t like Juanzi very much and always felt that there was something wrong with her.

Many years later, when my wife saw the photo of us in the Villa Park, she said that her sixth sense was very sharp and she had long felt that there seemed to be something ambiguous between us. It took a lot of effort to coax her. But that’s a story for later.

Everything seems to have returned to normal.

The story with Juanzi seems to be coming to an end.

However, what made me realize my own petty nature was the days when I was about to leave the company! I despise myself for underestimating Juanzi, and I despise myself for being selfish!

In another city, a leader who had been very kind to me wanted me to go back and help him start a business and conquer the world together. Although everyone in Company A was very nice to me, when they knew I was leaving, the president and the vice president jointly wrote to the headquarters asking them to find a way to keep me. But I was determined to leave because I was loyal to my word.

I was not the first one to tell Juanzi that I was leaving. The boss has always been very nice to me. I told him that I would leave the company in 20 days.

I didn't dare tell Juanzi. The thought of leaving her made my heart heavy.

That day was the third day after I announced my departure, and it happened to be the weekend. After dinner, Juanzi came to my room for the first time. She was wearing a white short dress. The V-neckline showed off her deep cleavage. Her waist was well tied, which made her hips slightly tilted back and her belly flat. The hem of her skirt made the triangle area at the base of her thighs look unusually streamlined. I was a little stunned. Juanzi then said, Mr. F, can you dance with me tonight? I was a little surprised. We hadn't danced for a long time, and hadn't had close contact for a long time. I said jokingly, of course, I'd love to!

Let’s go out for a walk and get some fresh air first, Juanzi said.

That night, Juanzi said almost more than everything we had said together in the past six months. This time, she let me know about her family, her childhood, her school days..., talked about her hobbies, her ideals..., I really couldn't imagine that Juanzi had such deep thoughts and feelings, but she didn't tell me that she loved me.

Around ten o'clock, in the conference room on the third floor.

The lights dimmed, music started, Juanzi picked up the microphone and said, "Now I will sing a song "Thousands of Songs" for my beloved Mr. F as a farewell to him..." Juanzi's eyes were shining with tears! She still knew that I was leaving!

Looking back slowly, the night that once belonged to each other is still you, the bright sunshine in my heart, the silly tears flowing down, I hope you can sympathize and forgive me. I will leave you tomorrow morning, the road may be long and lonely. For a moment, there are too many things to say, but unfortunately we will be in different places soon, so I can only gaze at this moment deeply. Even if there are thousands of songs in the future, floating on my distant road, even if there are thousands of stars in the future, brighter than the moon tonight, they cannot compare to the beauty of this night, and I cannot imagine what I am thinking tonight, AH. Because you sang with me before leaving tonight, I suddenly felt that the beauty of sadness was all because of you, making my memories long. When will I be able to stay and gaze like tonight, and let my eyes speak each other's position? When one day, raindrops tap on your window, and the sound of the wind blows your ideas into chaos, can you spare the time to think about this old picture? Even if there are thousands of songs in the future, floating on my distant road, even if there are thousands of stars in the future, brighter than the moon tonight, they cannot compare to the beauty of this night, and they can never make me appreciate it more, because you sang with me tonight, no matter how good it is, it can never compare to the beauty of this night, and it can never make me appreciate it more, because I sang with you tonight, even if there are thousands of songs in the future, floating on my distant road, even if there are thousands of stars in the future, brighter than the moon tonight, they cannot compare to the beauty of this night, and they cannot wash away what I am thinking tonight, because I don't know when I will sing with you again...!

The song was sung so plaintively that my heart sank! Juanzi's face was already in tears, and it seemed that her shoulders were trembling slightly! With extremely complicated feelings, I hugged Juanzi and sat on the carpet in the conference room, playing the slow four melody of "Once Heartbroken"...!

We danced in perfect harmony and had never been so relaxed before. I lowered my head and saw Juanzi with tears in her eyes and a look of resentment, which made my heart ache. She leaned lightly on my shoulder, spinning and sobbing: Why are you the first one to enter my heart? My first love! ! I stopped and held Juanzi's face in my hands, my heart was beating fast! This is Juanzi who loves me deeply! How could I have deserved the first love of such a pure girl!

What a picture this is! Under the dim light, Juanzi was as beautiful as a flower. Looking at her chest, her deep cleavage was like an ocean of love that drowned all my thoughts. I couldn't help but kiss her. This active display of love made Juanzi go crazy. She used her sexy lips to suck and bite my face from all directions. I hugged Juanzi's plump, charming and soft body tightly. The rising passion had already made us hot. Juanzi had lost her mind and tore off my clothes like a shrew. She took off my coat in two or three strokes. She also took off her short dress at the same time. She was not wearing a bra underneath! Those swollen breasts, rolling flesh, raised buttocks, plump thighs, beautiful navel and streamlined sexy belly are absolutely perfect! Reason was stopping me from taking the initiative. I held Juanzi's shoulders and shouted in her ear, "No, I don't deserve your love!" I don't deserve yours! Wake up! ! But Juanzi had already gone crazy and said almost hysterically, "My dear, I want to give it to you!" Give my all to my first love!

Then she tore off her sexy panties and then tore off my underwear. The scene in front of me made the blood rush to my forehead! The thick and curly pubic hair lies weakly on the mons pubis, and merges with the two plump and strong thighs to form a beautiful black triangle! My lower body had already been raised high and turned purple! The pulsation of blood vessels made my penis jump like a dragonfly touching the water. Juanzi hugged me and slowly leaned back, kneeling on the carpet with her legs bent, her upper body leaning back and her vagina thrust forward. Her body was very soft. She hugged me and pressed me against her plump body. This was definitely an extremely stimulating position. The moment my chest touched Juanzi's plump breasts, my lower body, which had not felt anything for a long time, suddenly burst into fluid! !

A large amount of life fluid coated Juanzi and my whole body. Juanzi, who was in heat, once again emitted that extremely sexy and pleasant "fox scent" from her armpits (it is said that Yang Guifei had a faint fox scent, which could not be smelled at ordinary times, but would emit a faint smell when excited, which was extremely erotic and sexy). I hugged Juanzi tightly, trying my best to stop her madness, but it was all in vain! Juanzi has completely lost her mind. Her whole body is lubricated, as if covered with love juice. The two naked bodies have already become one seamless blend! We rolled on the carpet, and the root of my life was as hard as iron as it stood firm to the sky for only a minute or two!

As Juanzi's hair came out in waves, a very faint "fox scent" came out from her armpits. This very faint "fox scent" with female hormones greatly aroused my sexual desire. Gradually, I lost my reason. Facing such a seductive and perfect female body, if I could control myself again, I would have to have transcended the human world! : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : :

I don't know how long we lay together on our sides, facing each other, our hot breaths rushing towards each other. The charming and beautiful Juanzi exuded the alluring glow of a virgin. The root of my life once again flourished, and we once again became one in perfect harmony, our spirits and bodies united... We did it countless times, and my source of life had long been exhausted. Every time we shot nothing, it brought me to a higher level of passion... Juanzi's white skirt was covered with a virgin red... We said nothing, put on our clothes, and supported each other back to Juanzi's boudoir. We lay in each other's arms, with her face buried in my arms, and fell asleep sweetly... Juanzi told me that she had no regrets. She knew I had a family, but she said that I was her only and the first man she loved. It was me who opened her heart, which had always been closed. Even her heart was a virgin. She said that she had always had a wish to give her physical virginity to the first man who opened her heart! In this way, the mind and body can be united!

From then on, we hugged each other every day, ate and slept together, made crazy love and kissed madly. Everyone in the company knew that we were living together. Many people thought I would stay again, but 20 days later, Juanzi took my luggage and sent me to the station... Juanzi was smart, she kept my heart... - Postscript: -.

The article is about to end, but the story is not over.

After I left Company A, I moved to another city in the south, 500 kilometers away from Company A. In the six months before my wife was transferred here, Juanzi would take four days off every month to meet me. She never brought up the topic of marrying me. We had crazy sex together, and every time I was aroused by her faint "fox scent" and my sexual desire reached an unprecedented high. In the four days we were together, we almost had as much sex as the average person does in a month.

Crazy sex for nearly an hour five or six times a day makes us dizzy! We didn't have more romance, we made love and slept before having sex. We seldom talked about our love life. Juanzi said that there was no future between her and me, but she had no regrets. She was closed and introverted by nature, and it was me who opened her virgin heart. She once thought that if anyone could make her fall in love and enter her heart first, she would give her virginity to him, no matter who he was!

The last time, when she learned that I would be moving in with her family in a week, she said to me in tears at the station, "I won't come again, take care of yourself. I will keep my love for you deep in my heart, and I will find a man to marry soon and live an ordinary family life. I hope that my heart that loves you can slowly move to your husband as time goes by." Then, she put a letter in my hand and left resolutely.

This is a letter to my wife:

Ms. Q:

This letter is addressed to you, but I will only show it to your husband. I know you will never see this letter, but my purpose has been achieved.

Your husband is a very outstanding man, and his qualities are enough to make him successful in a few years! He is broad-minded, humorous, honest, kind, dedicated and motivated. He is gentle, reasonable, considerate and talented, but at the same time he is a selfish person. He only loves himself and he doesn't understand that his wife is working hard at home while he is in love with someone else outside! In front of you, he acts like a gentleman, but behind your back, he laughs happily with his lover! But I love him without any regrets! I won't destroy you. If he doesn't love you so much, I won't give up on him! I will fight with you until I get it! But I lost, lost to a woman who was more than ten years older than me! Your husband has never said "I love you!" to me until now. He is really selfish, so selfish that he doesn't even say three words to me! I used my virgin blood, but I still couldn't make him speak!

It was his infatuation with you that moved me to give my virginity to him!

But, I have no regrets!

The dream is over! Goodbye third party.

——Another postscript——.

Juanzi and I have always kept in touch by phone, and every year on my birthday or her birthday, we would send each other a message to wish each other a happy birthday. One month after we broke up, she married a factory manager in a flash, and she still worked at Company A. The next year, she gave birth to a boy. She once called me and said that her current son might be the fruit of our love, but even if it was true, she would not let him recognize me.

Three months ago, I drove to Company A to revisit the old place. The company was still the same, without any changes in eleven years.

Most of the company's old employees are still there.

Juanzi was not there that day.

This is an emotional story that has been buried deep in my heart for a long time. It is my real experience. I am writing it down now. The writing is not good, but it is true.

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