Jing'er (Wife and Mature Adult Novel)

I think there may be countless coincidences in life, but there will always be inevitability. Just like meeting Jing'er, I feel that it seems like a coincidence, but invisibly it seems more like destiny. I need to explain that the names in the article are all casually added by me. No one is stupid enough to expose the other person's name, even if it is an online name.

One time I posted a chat with someone in a group, but I didn’t change the other person’s online name. Surprisingly, some curious people immediately found his QQ number. It seems that some special names are very easy to search. Is Jing'er the warm waiting in my life? After all, there are very few local women who actively add me on QQ. Her online name is very complicated, mainly because it uses some spacing symbols, which I don’t know how to use.

I thought Jing'er was a young girl, and only girls of that age like to play around with their online names. But I guessed wrong, because she said that someone else helped her to come up with the online name, and she had only learned how to use the Internet not long ago. I became curious, how old is Jing'er? I was too embarrassed to ask her age directly, so I asked her attributes, and she asked me to guess. I feel dizzy. How can I guess this? After a few rounds of hesitation, I finally found out that she is 28 years old this year. I am not used to leading the issues to too deep in the first conversation, so I'd better stop when I'm ahead. After all, a pervert cannot be too obvious, otherwise even a woman who wants to throw herself into his arms will be scared away.

The more I pretended to be indifferent, the more she paid attention to me. It can be seen that it is also very important to whet a woman's curiosity. Later she wanted to know what I looked like. The only things hanging in my space are blurry photos from a few years ago. It’s okay to look at them, but don’t go too detailed, haha. I sent her my photo and she didn't comment on anything. She just asked about my work and marital status. To be honest, I don’t really like telling other people my true situation, even if I don’t have any intention of doing so.

I told Jing'er that I was working in a large state-owned enterprise, but I had no future. After all these years I was only promoted to a middle-level manager. I was bullied by both superiors and subordinates, and had to take all the responsibilities. It was really a miserable life and the pressure was too great. She was very surprised and said what a coincidence, her parents worked in this company but were retired now. I was also surprised. I just made it up and never thought I would be so close to her. Jing'er said she was in the family quarters near the main entrance of the factory.

When talking about marriage, I said that I was divorced and now I am single. When my wife saw me happily chatting online, she wanted to come over to see me. I was scared and quickly said goodbye to Jing'er and turned into online game mode. Fortunately, I was quick and the danger was averted.

The feeling of liking someone may be between those faint thoughts. Jing'er's frankness and generosity, and such a close distance, always evokes faint associations in me. I know it's impossible, but men are such animals, they want to indulge in sexual fantasies to their heart's content. Will Jing'er be so obedient and follow my arrangements? They migrated from the north and came from large factories and mines. Most of them are simpler than those who have been in society for a long time. This has long been confirmed in long-term social practice.

When we met again online two weeks later, Jing'er said she was in Hainan.

What are you going there for? Jing'er said that the company arranged for her to be on a business trip there for two months to do some purchasing work.

She showed me a video. In the video was a young woman with a melon-shaped face. She was very simple and elegant, and you could tell at first glance that she was quite capable. Jing'er asked me, is she pretty? I said it was okay. She was very serious and said that she had just had her hair done and she liked this style very much.

Jing'er talked about her troubles again. She and her husband worked in the same company, but in different departments. She suspected that her husband was having an affair and was very annoyed. She asked me if I had any special way to deal with it. She said that if it weren't for her lovely son, she would have wanted to divorce long ago. Yes, many women face such confusion. In fact, they can get through it by being patient, but women are naturally strong-willed. How can they tolerate even the slightest flaw in life? It can also be considered a serious emotional injury. I advised Jing'er to be more patient, but she gradually became even sadder, her eyes turned red and she seemed about to cry.

Women are so emotional, no wonder a relationship can make them go crazy, and a little hurt can leave them covered with scars. I comforted Jing'er and said that an outstanding woman like Jing'er would attract attention wherever she is. Maybe her husband's cheating dealt a heavy blow to her self-confidence, and she couldn't find anyone to talk to about such emotions in real life. There will always be times when a person can no longer bear it. Jing'er said that she is not pretty, even though she looks good in the camera, that's because she looks photogenic. There is such an honest woman. I can't help but sigh. In fact, no matter what, Jing'er still has some talent.

I had more opportunities to chat with Jing'er because she also spent a lot of time on the Internet over there. She has a characteristic. Every time we chat, she will ask me what I am doing. Every time I don’t pay attention to her messages in time, she will ask me what I have been doing. It seems that I have become her backbone and she can't live without me. I later thought that if a woman like this pays so much attention to a person's words and deeds, it may be sweet at the beginning, but it will make people uncomfortable over time. It is obvious that if she also controls everything about her husband, it would be strange if her husband didn't get into trouble. Of course, as an ordinary netizen, I can understand her questioning. Sometimes I said that I was chatting in the group, but she didn’t believe it and said that I was flirting with other girls. So I added her to the group and let her see my chat. But she couldn't adapt to the atmosphere in the group, and she left the group after a few days.

I have left many photos and videos of her from many video calls with her. I don’t know what will happen to her in the future, but I always feel that she will leave a mark in my life. After we chatted more, I also tried to be romantic with her and said some words like "I miss you". This was very effective. She often asked me in return if this was true and if I really missed her. How can this be false? I sleep with my head tilted high every night because I miss you so much. Jing'er made a face that said she smashed me, but she didn't seem to be angry about my teasing.

Sometimes she surfed the Internet in an Internet cafe, and sometimes she grabbed a computer in their office because she didn't like playing cards, and only when other colleagues went to play cards did she have the opportunity to surf the Internet. I asked her if she was lonely over there? She said it was okay. Because there are quite a few people together. I told her that this was not what I meant by loneliness, but what to do when you have physical needs late at night. Jing'er said there was no need. I knew she was lying. Sure enough, she said again, I just need it, but you can't help me. I said yes, but I had to wait until she came back. Jing'er said that her child also asked her on the phone to go back early, saying that she wanted to bring him some food, a lot of delicious food.

Jing and I became more and more bold in our chats, and I boasted that I could chat for at least three hours without a break. She laughed and said that there was no such a powerful person. Seeing that she didn't believe me, I said I would take her to a room when she came back and try it out for her on the spot, haha. Jing'er quickly sent me two words "stop", meaning that she didn't want to discuss such details with me, as it gave people a very erotic feeling. She asked me not to talk to her about these things in the future. She preferred to talk to me about social events and some details of each other's lives. Speaking of details, I said that I haven't touched a woman for more than half a year. She hit me again and said: Why are you here again?

In fact, according to my judgment, most women are willing to talk about sex, but they just need to choose the right angle and timing and not force themselves on others. I feel that women like Jing'er have had their emotions pent up in their lives for too long, and perhaps they need an outlet to vent. But she is very traditional and doesn't like to talk about things that are too irrelevant, otherwise she won't be able to accept it in her heart.

Once, she said her birthday was coming soon and that she could come back before her birthday. I was very happy to hear that and asked if I could go pick her up. She said no, because her husband would bring the children to pick her up. I knew her personality and couldn't force her, but I said I wanted to date her again after she came back. She agreed and was very happy. She seemed to be looking forward to the day when we could meet. I promised to give her a present on her birthday. I always feel that in order to make a beautiful woman smile, necessary efforts must be made.

I really want to get this straight before I meet her to avoid any awkwardness afterwards. After all, I need to let her know what I will do on a date. I need to let her have a rough idea of ​​what I will do. This will also allow me to judge her reaction first and decide whether such a date is worth it. Through some experience in picking up girls, I found that I was almost becoming an old sparrow.

Jing'er and I exchanged phone numbers so that we could contact each other when she came back. Sure enough, she came back a few days earlier than expected. Unexpectedly, she had another fight with her husband after coming back, so she simply moved to her sister's house nearby. I don't want to see them having conflicts, and I really hope she can move back as soon as possible. After all, the child still needs her. She said there was nothing she could do and she felt very depressed. I said I hoped to meet her and she agreed immediately.

The date was chosen to take place in another neighborhood, in front of a famous shopping mall. It was already past 5 o'clock in the afternoon and there were many people shopping. I was eagerly waiting for Jing'er to show up. The phone rang and she said she had arrived and asked me where I was. I said I was at the main entrance, and she laughed and said she saw me. I looked up and saw a woman who looked very much like Jing'er rushing over in the aisle on the other side of the mall. It seemed to be her.

Jing'er looks much taller than in the video, and her petite look in the video might just be a visual effect.

She was dressed in exquisite sports blue with her hair tied up, looking mature and capable. I didn't shake her hand when we met, as I thought that was too old-fashioned. We just chatted briefly and then I asked her where she would like to have dinner. She said it's up to you. I looked around and found that there was a restaurant diagonally opposite that was well decorated and served delicious food. I used to eat there for the company's reunion dinner at the end of the year. Let’s just go to a new one. Since it was only a few steps away, Jing'er and I walked there.

The restaurant is very large. The waiter led us to a small room on the second floor. The environment was elegant, and there was a roller curtain at the door, which was quite unique. Ordering food has never been my strong point, so I pushed this job to Jing'er. She thought for a long time and ordered a cucumber and eel, a pork rib soup, and a seasonal side dish. I didn't forget to add two bottles of beer and two cans of drinks. The dishes came up quickly, and as they drank and chatted, Jing'er started talking about some interesting things that happened in Hainan.

She had a particularly deep memory of some scenes of life among the Li ethnic group, and she said she quite liked the simplicity of the people there. I have been to many places in my country, but have never been to that island. It is a pity. From her introduction, I can see her nostalgia.

The portions were large enough for two people to enjoy the meal, and the bill was less than a hundred yuan. Once you leave the restaurant, you will get drunk even if the wine doesn't make you drunk. It was already dark outside, with lights from every house on, and the lights from the cars on the road occasionally emitting dazzling light. I hailed a taxi and without even asking Jing'er's opinion, I pulled her into the car. She asked me where I was going in the car. I shouted to the driver, let's go to the Capital Hotel. Jing'er didn't say anything, which seemed to be her agreement to my arrangement. I was timidly happy in my heart, but I pretended to be calm on the surface. The clothes of early summer could no longer cover Jing'er's plump figure. I noticed her towering breasts many times during meals. It was truly a man's dreamland of tenderness. If I could have a taste of her beauty, I would die without regrets. At this moment, she was looking out the car window, looking at the city with its glittering appearance, and I wonder what kind of feelings she had in her heart.

The car stopped in front of the hotel, but she didn't go in with me. Instead, she ran to the electronics store next door and said I would contact her after the order was made. Yes, living in the same small town, it is inevitable to run into acquaintances, so it is better to be cautious and low-key.

I booked a deluxe room, which cost nearly two hundred per night. I called her and told her it was Room 402 and I was waiting for her at the elevator entrance in the lobby. A few minutes later, she came back. In the elevator, I was nervous and excited. But I did not dare to pull her hand. I thought it was unnecessary. The prey was almost within my grasp anyway, so I decided to wait a little longer. I casually chatted with her about the weather of the day. The weather was really good and I felt very comfortable. I really hope Jing'er can put aside all her worries for a while and spend a romantic night with me.

Entering the luxurious hotel room, I felt relieved. I locked the door carefully, knowing that this little world now belongs to Jing'er and me. I knew I still had plenty of time to spend with Jing'er because she had already called her sister and said she was out playing with a few colleagues and didn't know when she would be able to return. She watched TV while I made tea in the electric cup. Everything is so peaceful and warm, no wonder people want to be in love forever, because love is so romantic, while real married life is full of trivialities and quarrels, boring and annoying. I have talked to her about her love life before. She was relatively naive at that time and she just decided on one person without any extra love. Her boyfriend became her husband and she married him without thinking too much. Everything was fine in the first few years, but who would have thought that her husband would have an affair after making some progress. The most annoying thing was that he kept pestering her.

Jing'er seemed very calm. From her expression and skin color, we could tell that she came from a relatively well-off family. It seemed that she had never suffered any hardship in her life. I guess she had the temper of a young lady, but at this moment her eyes showed a lot of warmth and tenderness. I felt that was the most moving expression of a woman. It is easy to win a woman's body, but it is very difficult to win her heart. I certainly don't want to destroy her deepest feelings, but since I'm with her, ambiguity is inevitable. But I don't want to get too involved in her inner world, because my ultimate goal has nothing to do with it.

I made two cups of fragrant tea and sat on the edge of the bed with her. I think men should take the initiative. I put my hand on Jing'er's thigh silently. She was not surprised. I knew that she agreed with me in her heart and seemed to be encouraging me to do something. A woman's body really does attract men like a magnet. I also feel that the chatting and efforts over the past few months have not been in vain, and the time for us to meet has finally come.

I put my arms around her waist and felt the softness of Jing'er's body with my hands. She also leaned slightly towards me. My heart was pounding, but I pretended to be calm. Time seemed to freeze at this moment. My mind is actually empty and I don’t want to think about anything anymore. What is Jing’er thinking about? Is she ready?

Holding her like this wasn't a solution, so I stood up and told her I was going to take a shower first. I washed very quickly, probably because I was still anxious and expectant. Looking at my body in the mirror, which is not very strong but not ugly, I feel confident and proud. My little brother has raised his head. I tried to press it down several times, but he just wouldn't listen. What a naughty guy! It seemed like he had foreseen that something delicious was coming and couldn't wait.

I came out wrapped in a bath towel, and before I could say anything, Jing'er got up and went straight to take a bath. Perhaps the tacit understanding at this moment does not need to be expressed in words, a glance and expectation are enough. Jing'er closed the door loudly, as if warning me not to peek. Women are naturally shy. Even if she wants to give her body to someone, she cannot violate the necessary procedures until the time comes. In comparison, some girls born in the 1990s are more bold and casual, but married women like Jing'er are very cautious. She said that she deliberately kept a distance when hanging out with those male colleagues. She found it difficult to understand the so-called promiscuousness of some women.

While I was waiting for her to take a bath, I received a text message from a female netizen asking me if I wanted to play ball. I don't know the other person very well. I had asked her out a few times before, but she was busy. I don't know what was wrong with her today and she asked me out at this time. I told her directly: I am picking up girls in the hotel.

Jing'er finally came out, also wrapped in a bath towel. She took her clothes and placed them neatly on the chair. It is very convenient for us men to wrap a bath towel. We just have to cover the small area in the middle. But it is a bit more complicated for women. It requires some skills. Otherwise, it is not easy to cover the entire body including the breasts and buttocks. Otherwise, it will slip off easily. I saw that Jing'er was wrapped very tightly. Although most of her thighs were exposed, she was still elegant and delicate. At least the parts that should be covered were completely covered.

I pulled her onto the bed, and she sat at the head of the bed side by side with me. The lighting in the room is very bright, and I like this transparency and realism because I don't want to miss any corner of her body. I hugged her tightly, and I knew that at this moment Jing'er belonged to me. I have always felt that picking up girls is all about this process, just like a cup of good tea. If you don’t taste it carefully, how can you know its true flavor? The most exciting part of picking up girls is that you can slowly take off her clothes and enjoy the arousing moment of undressing, which is something a man should be most proud of. My hands wandered over her body, occasionally reaching into her inner thighs. She was so excited that she clamped her legs tightly together.

Through the bath towel, I can feel Jing'er's breasts, which are huge, very full, and have a heavy texture. I pushed Jing'er down and pulled her bath towel up, and her entire hips and thighs appeared in front of me. Her thighs are white and long. She is quite tall. The key to a woman's beauty lies in her thighs. Jing'er's triangle area has dense hair, and I couldn't let go of it when I scratched it with my hands. I put my face against her abdomen and slowly moved it to the base of her thighs. The so-called woman's fragrance is actually the fragrance of a woman's body after bathing, especially the natural smell emitted from a woman's private parts. I think God has complete control over men's nerves, directing men's deepest desires toward the most mysterious grooves of women's bodies. Last time someone asked me why I like to smell women's private parts. Why can't you smell that place? Once you smell it, you will be obsessed with it. The taste is so absorbed in your heart that you can't help yourself.

I spread her thighs apart. She wanted to resist unconsciously, but seemed helpless. Under my insistence, she completely opened the door to her lower body. I should say Jing'er is really well maintained. I know she has given birth to a child, but there is a scar on one side of her abdomen, which was left by a cesarean section. The color of her labia was still suitable, as if it had not undergone much development and use. Her door was the type of a small room, with a small opening, and even when it was opened one could not see the deep hole inside. I murmured and asked Jing'er how long it had been since she had sex. More than three months, she replied. So your husband didn’t cheat on you this time when you came back? I continued to ask. If we sleep together, I can move to my sister's house, she argued. I suddenly smiled wickedly and asked her, do you want me to fuck you? She didn't pretend to answer such an obviously stupid question and begged me in a low voice to do it quickly.

I'm not that easily fooled. The more a woman is in heat, the more she should be tortured. I touched her vagina and it flooded with water. I inserted my index finger into her slit and she shook her body noticeably. Sure enough, it’s so tight inside. I guess it’s because of being hungry and thirsty for too long. No wonder I want to eat meat.

I thrust my fingers in and out of it, with a slow and fast frequency, with just the right amount of tension and relaxation, scratching, scratching, and grinding, in a delicate and long-lasting manner. Jing'er was panting rapidly and moaning non-stop. I got aroused and inserted two fingers into her. It became even tighter inside. I inserted my fingers a few times and rotated the angle of my fingers. During the rotation, Jing'er shouted happily. That voice and expression made her look like a real stunner in bed. What a great little girl.

I was stimulated by this beautiful scene, and with one hand I tore off the bath towel covering her chest, and two big breasts were immediately revealed. I grabbed her breasts with one hand and dug her vagina with the other, neither hand stopping. Jing'er was already shaking with excitement. I think Jing'er must be a woman with strong sexual desire, but she doesn't have many ways to release it. Her hands were nervously searching for something, and soon she grabbed my little brother, which was also hard. She didn't stroke it a few times before guiding my little brother to the entrance of her hole.

I naturally understood and said to her, I'm here. When I was about to enter, Jing'er suddenly pointed at the table and said, "Condom, condom." It turns out that he wanted me to wear a condom before entering. That's really thoughtful of him. I reached over and checked out the condoms provided by the hotel. I took the most special one, the one with a lot of protrusions on the edge, which looked scary. When she saw it, she quickly shook her head, indicating that this was not necessary. I had no choice but to choose a regular model. To be honest, I have never used that mace-like thing. It is more expensive than ordinary condoms, and I guess it greatly increases the degree of friction when used.

The insertion went smoothly. While I was thrusting, I played with Jing'er's big breasts. Her breasts are large and slightly sagging, her nipples have turned brown, and her areolas are also large. No wonder she always protected her breasts at the beginning. It turns out that there are some such small flaws. Compared with the round and firm breasts of a little girl, Jing'er's breasts are naturally much inferior. I didn't care too much about these things. After all, she was a mother, and in order to give birth to the next generation, a mother has to endure such physical deformation. I arched my back and buried my head between her breasts. Men all have childish nature, especially in their obsession with women's breasts. Especially when licking and sucking nipples, don’t you feel like a little baby? I prefer grabbing breasts and letting a woman's breasts change into various shapes in my palms. That feeling is solid and comfortable.

Jing'er kept howling, it was the loudest moaning I had ever heard. I didn't care about all that. After playing with her breasts, I held her head and started to nibble on it. I licked the neck, cheeks, nose, and forehead. Finally, his tongue opened her lips, and the two tongues intertwined, sweet and fragrant.

When I was about to reach the climax, she suddenly spoke and said to me, "Please take off the condom." I asked her why, and she said it was more comfortable that way. Do you want me to cum inside you? I hesitated and moved more slowly.

In the end, I said we couldn’t do that because it would be bad for both of us. I guess when a woman is at her peak, she might be intoxicated by the male's heat that can directly water her beautiful garden. Maybe this is the instinctive desire of the female body.

But for me, although it only gives me a few seconds of pleasure, it will cause many consequences. Jing'er was confused and addicted. She hugged my body tightly, as if she was afraid that I would leave. I quickened my movements, hoping to hit the source of her pleasure more violently.

The phone rang and both of them were startled. It was hers. She picked up the phone and later explained that it was one of her best friends. Her best friend asked her what she was doing. Jing'er said loudly: I'm masturbating. I was also shocked when I heard this. How could she speak so boldly? There was a sound of laughter on the other end of the phone. The voice on the other end said, if there is a man, don't keep him to yourself. Jing'er was also happy. Of course, if there were legs, sisters would have a share. Oh my god, such a good thing can happen. It seems that the private chats between women can be so obscene. I was thrusting slowly from below, Jing'er was trying to hold back the pleasurable feeling, but she couldn't help but humming. The person on the other end of the phone seemed to sense something and asked, "Are you really masturbating? Are you so into it?" Jing'er immediately responded, yes, those who don't have a man can solve the problem themselves. Then they chatted about life and work for a while and then hung up. Finally hung up. I squatted down and launched a fierce charge towards Jing'er's thigh. From where the two people were connected came the sound of mud slapping, one after another, quite pleasant to hear. It turns out that women are so lewd. I really want to fuck Jing'er's pussy. Jing'er started moaning loudly again, along with the sound of the mud and my occasional roars, the energy of men and women was beautifully combined.

I knew I couldn't hold on any longer, and during the last push, I let out a scream and almost broke through the sky. I lay on Jing'er's body for a long time, and she also held me in her arms. We were quiet for a long time, relaxed physically and mentally, and we both felt sweet.

After cleaning up the scene, both of them washed their bodies again. I looked at the time and it was not too late, only 11 o'clock. Jing'er and I discussed that I would go back and lie down and come to see her in the morning. Jing'er disagreed and said that whoever wanted to stay could stay and whoever wanted to go back could go back, and she would go back to her sister's house. The final result of the discussion was that everyone went back. When we came out of the hotel, the breeze outside made us feel comfortable. There was a small supermarket on the side of the road that was still open, so she and I went in and asked her to buy some food for her child. Then he stopped a car and took her to her residence.

There was no conversation all night, and I was still thinking about Jing'er when I woke up in the morning. Before rushing to the hotel to check out, I called Jing'er and asked her if she was coming out. She said she was not coming out today.

A few days later, when I was walking outside, I thought of her and asked her to accompany me out for a midnight snack. She came, and the two of them sat on the street corner, drinking beer and eating barbecue, feeling very relaxed and comfortable. I talked to her about her latest life situation. Her husband still hopes to reconcile with her, but it will take some time. She said she didn't know whether she should wait, or she wanted to break up with her completely. When asked what her plans were, she said she wanted to be posted somewhere else and leave this place where she was involved with so many things. I said, what should I do then? She said, are you afraid that you can’t find a girl? I don’t believe it.

She was a little drunk, but I still sent her home and bought her some fruit on the way, hoping that she could live a happy and peaceful life.

Later, she really went to another place, at least to another province, and has not returned yet. Sometimes I would chat with Jing'er about some interesting topics to make her laugh. But I always want her to understand one thing, that is, no matter how the situation changes, it is better for a couple to stay together as they were originally. Jing'er seemed to be much calmer. She said she was also trying to repair their relationship in the hope of a good outcome. I feel that many conflicts between couples are mostly caused by both parties being stubborn and not knowing how to tolerate or compromise. How can there not be problems?

Jing'er's story also prompted me to think a lot. It seems that as a man, no matter how capable he is or how great his contribution is, he should not slack off in his attention and care for his wife. If a man plays with women outside and then brings the play home to cause a rift in the family, is that still meaningful?