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I'm still a newbie, I hope you can give me a thumbs up. ﹒ ﹒ ﹒ ﹒
Thank you for allowing me to become an official member. I don't like drinking, but I like friends to get together and chat in the name of drinking. The content of the chat is mostly about the romantic affairs of these friends who are looking for flowers and asking for willows. It is both a curiosity and an exchange of experience. Sharing our legendary experiences of hunting for beauties with each other, learning from each other's strengths and weaknesses, supplementing each other, learning good experiences, and summarizing shortcomings will be of great benefit to improving future hunting for beauties.
After we had eaten and drunk our fill, someone asked me to tell a story, but I hadn't had any romantic encounters recently, so I said I would tell you a true story about how I seduced a married man ten years ago, and everyone applauded.
For a man like me who is 1.80 meters tall, handsome and has a sharp tongue, it is not difficult to seduce little girls. However, it is not easy to seduce married women, because a regular housewife has to consider the impact of her actions on the social environment and public opinion, which involves her honor and reputation. Generally, married women have to think twice before having an affair and are extremely cautious to avoid causing gossip and becoming the topic of conversation.
Therefore, seducing a married woman requires nearly 10 times more energy and time than seducing a young girl.
Ten years ago, I just reported to work in a company. During the internship training period, I was assigned to a shopping mall under the company as a temporary intern. The mall has been open for many years and there are very few new sales clerks. Most of them were middle-aged women in their thirties. I was assigned to a hardware counter. There were three women there. One was in her fifties and was about to retire, and the other two were just over thirty. Although they were middle-aged, they still had charm. Because one of the husbands was also in the mall, they went to and fro every day, so it was almost impossible to seduce her. The only one who could do something was the one who issued the tickets at the counter, whose surname was Yu.
My husband works as a clerk in another city all year round, and my child is a full-time boarding student in a private school. When I first saw her, she was wearing a newly made black dress with gold edges. She had a high chest and walked with her eyes straight ahead, looking very self-righteous. Seeing her self-important look, I secretly made up my mind: what's so great about her? Just watch how I do it.
Once a goal is set, action must be taken. Before long, through careful observation and unannounced investigations, I quickly gained a preliminary understanding and grasp of her daily preferences and whereabouts.
Because her husband and children are not around, she spends most of her spare time at the mahjong table except for work. But I don’t know if it’s because of her limited card skills or bad luck, she always loses more than she wins. In casual conversations, I mostly see her sighing, saying that she lost a hundred yesterday and 50 the day before yesterday. It’s rare to see her beaming with joy. If she does, it must be because she won today. There are very few women like her who don't need to take care of the family in their spare time. It is difficult for her to maintain the card game every day. Observing her expression and catering to her preferences are naturally my usual means to please women. Before long, I naturally became her card partner. Although I was very young at that time, as a gambler, I am no longer "young". I can basically be described as "a master of the times" and "seasoned". I have no interest in their small gambling games at all, but the real purpose is not gambling.
. In order to please her, when playing cards, I deliberately gave her some cards she wanted, or deliberately let her have some "cannons", and made some small movements when playing and shuffling the cards, using some special "skills" and "techniques" to create favorable conditions for her to win money, and at critical moments, I intentionally or unintentionally gave her some hints. In short, since having my cooperation, her "luck" has improved greatly, and she obviously wins more and loses less, and her cheerful expression has gradually become more frequent. Of course, she is naturally aware of my special "care", because she has gone from "always losing" to "always winning", and I can't believe it. As time went by, the special relationship between us as "colleagues and poker friends" made us slowly closer. From the indifference when we first joined to now calling you "little brother" all the time, it only took less than half a month. I know that the first step has been successful.
Once a woman becomes close to you, all that's left is opportunity and courage. Because you have the excuse of playing cards, you have more opportunities to be alone with her, but having the opportunity to be alone with her is far from enough. You must also have conditions. Only when the conditions and opportunities are met can you succeed. And this possibility can become a reality if you plan carefully.
As usual, the agreed location was her home. I remember it was drizzling that day.
When I was on the road, I had wild thoughts about having an affair with a married woman in the drizzle. How exciting and novel that would be. When I arrived at her house, the card table was already closed and she was waiting anxiously in the house alone.
"Where are the others?" Although I pretended to be concerned about the game, I was thinking in my heart how great it would be if the two people I had made an appointment with couldn't come.
It was a godsend. Half an hour later, the first friend who had an appointment called and said that her daughter had a high fever today and had to go to the hospital and couldn't come. Although she was annoyed, she couldn't complain too much because the other person really had something to do. She called another friend and the other party called back and said that her husband's father had just come from the countryside and was mediating a conflict in his brother's family. He couldn't get away and couldn't come.
Although I pretended to watch TV, I could hear everything on the phone clearly.
This opportunity is rare. Facing the prey I have coveted for a long time, my heart is filled with ecstasy. I squinted my eyes and looked at her secretly. Damn, she is so sexy today. She is wearing a fitted, brand new black cheongsam that tightly wraps her slightly raised buttocks. Her towering breasts are about to burst out from under the curve, which is tempting and mouth-watering.
After making several phone calls in a row, she walked out of the room helplessly and said, "Little brother, we can't play today. It's raining outside and they don't want to come."
"Forget it," I pretended to be indifferent.
The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier. I stood up and pretended to go out. "Hey, it's raining so hard, let's play for a while before leaving." Her face blushed slightly when she said this. Although we have known each other for a long time, this was the first time I was alone in a room with her without any outsiders. It was reasonable for her to keep me there since it was raining so heavily. But it is probably impossible for a married woman to remain calm when being with such a young boy in such a rainy day. Her face turned red because she thought of this reason, but her tiny expression did not escape my hunter's eyes. Haha, where are you running to? I couldn't help but feel ecstatic in my heart...
"Do you have a DVD? Let me watch it for a while. TV is so boring..."
It is impossible for a middle-aged couple who are as ferocious as wolves and tigers to not have pornographic videos at home. The reason why I chose to watch the DVDs was for a purpose.
She opened the drawer of the release notes and let me choose. I flipped through them and saw only the latest titles. I didn't find anything I wanted to see. "Is there anything interesting?"
"What? What's so interesting? Aren't those movies interesting?" She knew what I was talking about but interrupted me on purpose.
"Haha, do you think I'm a child?" I teased her on purpose.
"Are you an adult?" She pretended to be an adult.
"I'm so bad..." I walked over and approached her.
"What are you doing...?" she asked with rapid breathing "Doing something bad..." I approached her with a lewd smile.
"No, no, no, no, I can't. I'm your elder sister." She stepped back step by step. There was no way to retreat, and the sofa was blocking the way.
"Is it not okay to like your elder sister?" I smiled faintly and pulled her hand. She stepped back in fear and sat on the sofa. I took the opportunity to pounce on her and look for her lips. She dodged, her face flushed.
“No...no..." Although he was shouting, his voice was weak.
At this point, the woman is no longer able to defend herself, and this kind of evasive woman can sometimes make people even more aroused. Dry wood and fire, once ignited, will burn wildly.
The rain was pouring down, the loud noise could not cover up her heavy breathing, our tongues twisted wildly in each other's mouths, it was the first time I was with a woman in cheongsam, I tried to touch her all over but couldn't get in, so I could only explore up and down the cheongsam, she stretched out a hand, gently unzipped one side, slowly pulled back, wow, such beautiful skin, smooth and delicate, tender and elastic, I greedily kissed her neck from top to bottom, she panted, collapsed on the sofa, I gently unhooked her bra, such beautiful breasts,
It was sharp and very elastic. I bit it gently with my teeth. She couldn't help but let out a "oh". It might be because I used too much force, or maybe she couldn't help herself. I held her breasts in my hands and licked them with the tip of my tongue, nibbled them with my teeth, and sucked them with my mouth. My skillful movements made a "smacking" sound.
"Oh, gently, gently..." she murmured. His head was buried deep in the sofa.
The cheongsam had been removed, the bra had been unhooked, and she was only wearing that narrow black panties. I was not in a hurry to take them off, but slowly stroked along the outer edge of the panties, from top to bottom, rubbing along the bumps and then inserting my fingers into the edge of the panties. Oh, the grass had been soaked, and I slowly pushed my finger inside. It was such an attractive wet spot, sticky and warm. The two petals had already opened slightly, and the depths of the agitated flower bush were craving to be entered. There was no need to hesitate any longer, and I put my fingers together and pointed them directly into the depths of the pistil, stirring rapidly, and faster and faster, "Oh, um..." She moaned softly, and her body moved rhythmically with the rhythm of my two fingers, and at this time, my mouth had never left her pointed nipples,
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"You little rascal, you finally succeeded..." she said comfortably.
Haha, it turns out that she had already been aware of my conspiracy. Think about it, a woman in her prime, with her husband away all year round, how can she stay contented?
At this point, the young woman's plan to seduce my friend was so enjoyable that he couldn't bear to stop and kept asking about what happened afterwards. Later I told her that the card game had come to an end since I succeeded. We would go to her house almost every night to go crazy. During those days, I was always bent over and hunched over. Anyone with a normal personality would know that this was due to kidney deficiency. This affair continued until her husband returned from abroad. "Are you still in touch? Now...?"
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