A female reporter dealing with men (a wife, mature woman, adult novel)

Tian Furong and Jin Guisen have been lovers for three years, but they cannot tell their relationship to outsiders because Guisen is a married man with a young son. Fu Rong understands this and does not want to be the direct fuse that destroys her marriage. As long as she can be with Guisen, it doesn't matter even if they have no official status.

Today is Fu Rong’s 28th birthday. Although she no longer takes this matter so seriously, Guisen always finds ways to celebrate for her. Unfortunately, the company held an important event this year and Guisen, as an executive, had to attend. Naturally, he could not spend time with Furong. He had to go to the flower shop and order 999 roses for her, along with a pair of beautiful diamond earrings, to express his love.

Although Fu Rong was touched by this generous gift, she still went out to work early in the morning. As a reporter for the art and culture section of the newspaper, she had to go to the pre-exhibition press conference of the famous artist Xia Jie to interview. Xia Jie's name is well-known in the art and cultural circles at home and abroad. This is his first exhibition in China, which is naturally a big deal. How could reporters miss it?

Perhaps due to the influx of major news stations and print media, traffic around the venue was particularly congested. The press conference was scheduled to start at 10 o'clock, and there were less than fifteen minutes left, but Fu Rong was still some distance away from the venue. She couldn't wait any longer, so she jumped out of her colleague's car and rushed to the venue. Although Fu Rong looks tall and slender, she even won the school's women's long-distance running championship when she was a student, so she is confident that she can arrive on time. But she didn't know that there was a pair of deep eyes looking at her beside her.

After all, she is almost thirty years old, and her physical strength and skills are not as good as before. Fu Rong ran breathlessly and sweated profusely. She finally arrived at the scene just in time for the show to start. She wiped the sweat off her face and drank the water provided by the venue in big gulps, not caring about her elegant image, just hoping to dig up some news. Unlike other famous people, Xia Jie actually showed up at the press conference on time. Fu Rong immediately felt that this person was really special.

"Mr. Xia, what themes have you liked to paint in recent years?" "Master, haven't you always liked human subjects the most? Why is the direction starting to change?" "Master Xia, this is your first exhibition in China. Will you have any special arrangements?" The media reporters present began to ask Xia Jie questions in turn, and everyone wanted to get the best answer. Fu Rong listened and stood up to ask, "Mr. Xia, what kind of people and scenery do you appreciate?"

"That's a good question." Xia Jie answered readily, "I like to use characters like the wind as the subject, just like the sketch I just left on the road. If you want to know the details, please come in and visit from 9 o'clock tomorrow morning."

After returning to the newspaper office and completing follow-up matters such as organization and writing, Fu Rong finished her routine work for the day and dragged her tired body back to her rented apartment. At about eleven o'clock in the evening, the doorbell rang. She was wondering who would come so late at night, when she found Guisen appeared at the door with red wine and cake.

"Fu Rong, we haven't seen each other for a few days. Do you miss me? Do you like the gift I gave you?" Before Gui Sen could finish his words, Fu Rong pounced on him and kissed his ears, cheeks, lips, and even neck like rain. Guisen's long-hidden desire was slowly awakened, so he hugged Furong, pressed his hot lips against hers, and stuck out his tongue to entangle in her mouth.

Furong felt Guisen's crotch begin to swell rapidly and his breathing became more and more rapid. Sure enough, not long after, Guisen's hands slowly slid towards her breasts, gently kneading the pink and plump balls through the purple tulle jacquard pajamas, and his fingers deftly fiddled with and stimulated the sensitive buds on her chest. "Hmm" Fu Rong couldn't help but tremble all over and moaned. At the same time, a current-like heat quickly spread from her lower body to her whole body.

Guisen picked up Furong and walked towards the boudoir. He put the beautiful woman on the bed, quickly took off her gauze pajamas, and gently pulled down her purple lace panties. Fu Rong was also busy, and considerately took off Guisen's coat, tie, belt, shirt and trousers. After a while, the two were naked and there was no barrier between them at all. Guisen leaned over, kissed and sucked the white and beautiful breasts and buds passionately, and reached out to the forbidden area between her legs to caress and rub. The love juices flowed out continuously, and the waves of pleasure kept coming. Guisen's teasing made Furong unable to stop. She couldn't control herself anymore and cried out in a tender voice: "Oh, so good and so comfortable"

Guisen knew that the great opportunity had come, so he turned over, spread Furong's slender legs, thrust his penis into her wet vagina, and began to thrust slowly and faster.

"Oh, Guigui Senha, go slower, oh ah." Fu Rong's delicate body swayed with the rhythmic beats and the seductive and ecstatic moans kept flowing out of her mouth. The more Guisen listened, the more excited he became. The desire in his heart burned more fiercely, and his sprint speed and intensity increased.

"Oh, it's so good, Guisen, oh, I can't take it anymore, oh, hurry up," Fu Rong urged him with joy. The walls of her vagina tightly clamped the hot and hard cock. Guisen felt a burst of pleasure and his lower body suddenly shrank. Fu Rong only felt a hot current rising in her abdomen, and Guisen's white semen spurted out.

After the tenderness and intimacy, Fu Rong's cheeks flushed, and she nestled in Gui Sen's arms, asking with lingering feelings, "Can you stay with me until dawn today?"

"This..." Guisen hesitated for a while and couldn't say a word.

"Okay! I understand. Then another ten minutes, okay?" Fu Rong asked unwillingly.

"I'm sorry, Furong, I've wronged you." Guisen struggled to get up, gently pushed Furong away, and said apologetically.

"Stop talking..." She turned her head away, interrupting Guisen, feeling extremely disappointed. Even though it wasn't stated explicitly, this action still revealed the answer: no matter how warm his body was, Guisen still had to go home and fulfill his basic obligations as a husband. This is the biggest difference between a lover and a wife.

The next day, the exhibition officially opened. Many art lovers, people from the arts and cultural circles, and reporters got up early to participate in the event; Fu Rong was one of them. She strolled slowly in the exhibition hall, carefully appreciating the works of the famous painter Xia Jie. No matter the subject is people, landscape or still life; no matter it is oil painting, watercolor or sketch; no matter the style is traditional or modern wild style, each painting is amazing and unforgettable, and the aesthetic ideas it presents are diverse and rich.

"You are truly worthy of being a master. Your moves are different from those of ordinary people." Fu Rong couldn't help but express sincere admiration in her heart. Turning to a corner where there were few people, she was attracted by the sketch in front of her: the woman in the painting was running on the road, her long hair flying back, her expression was so ferocious, but her whole outfit seemed familiar. Looking at the background again, she suddenly realized that she was the protagonist.

"No way?" Fu Rong murmured in disbelief, "How is this possible? When did Master Xia Jie draw this?"

"Did you find out?" A magnetic male voice came from behind her. She turned around suddenly and saw Xia Jie standing in front of her with a smile on his face.

"Oh my God! What happened to you?" Fu Rong was surprised and happy at the same time. Her mind was in a mess and she had no idea what to say.

"Yesterday. Because the way you ran on the road was very special!" Xia Jie laughed, "Just think, the road was jammed with cars, and only you were free and unrestrained, this is a perfect contrast. You were running so hard yesterday that you didn't notice me behind you?"

Fu Rong was completely stunned, not because Xia Jie secretly drew her yesterday, but because she saw her in person. The reverence in her heart made her a little dazed.

Xia Jie looked at Fu Rong, who had not yet come to her senses, gracefully took her hand, and then held her in his arms.

"Ah, it's so warm and comfortable." Fu Rong was immersed in the warm embrace, completely forgetting where she was and never thought of letting go. Then Xia Jie kissed her on the face and lips, and found that the master's kiss was so sweet and comfortable. She let down her guard, enjoying Xia Jie's hug and kiss, letting his lips move towards her neck.

"Sister Furong!" A voice interrupted the development of the feelings, and the two quickly jumped away, pretending nothing had happened. Fu Rong looked towards the direction where the voice came from and found that it was her new colleague Danyu who was looking for her. She smiled awkwardly at Xia Jie, introduced each other for a while, and was about to leave when Xia Jie took the initiative to say, "Ms. Tian, ​​how about I let your newspaper do an exclusive interview tomorrow?"

Fu Rong rubbed her ears, unable to believe that she had encountered such a rare opportunity. But when he saw Xia Jie nodding and smiling, he knew that the matter was settled. She thanked him repeatedly and left the exhibition hall happily, thinking that she had made a name for herself this time and would be able to get an exclusive report, which would be published in the magazine. Her superior would definitely praise her highly and she would naturally be rewarded.

Fu Rong conducted an exclusive interview with Xia Jie in his studio. She first inevitably asked some gossip questions that were of interest to the public, such as why she gave up medicine to pursue art, why she was single but had never been involved in any scandals, etc. Then he started asking in-depth questions, such as the mental process and thoughts behind the creation. A few hours passed and the topic gradually dried up, but Xia Jie showed no intention of ending. He looked at Fu Rong ambiguously and asked, "Why don't you ask why I painted you into my work and put it in the exhibition hall?"

Fu Rong looked at Xia Jie's eyes, which were as dazzling as the sun, and was suddenly speechless. She asked, "Why?"

"Because I like girls who are like the wind." He slowly gave the answer. Fu Rong had lost her mind after hearing this, and the only thing in her mind was what he would do next.

"Don't talk, this moment belongs to our two lonely hearts." Xia Jie pounced on her and pressed Fu Rong under him. His charming voice had already made her fall in love with him. The word "lonely heart" really describes Fu Rong's mood: she feels lonely and longs to be embraced, but Guisen cannot give it to her completely. Facing the man in front of her who made her feel confused and infatuated, the feeling of blushing and heartbeating that had not been felt for a long time quietly returned.

"No, no," Fu Rong said weakly while lying on the sofa. However, Xia Jie ignored her refusal and moved his mouth from her lips, shoulders and neck down to her chest, abdomen, legs and ankles, and then slowly moved up through her calves and knees back to her thighs. He gently lifted the beige skirt with his head and buried it between his legs. He rubbed it for a while through the purple lace panties before hooking the fabric to the side, stimulating the pistil with the tip of his nose, and at the same time gently parted the two labia with his tongue and probed directly into the wet vagina.

"Oh, um..." The hot and slippery touch instantly made Fu Rong shiver uncontrollably, and she moaned softly, "This is not so good here."

"Really? Then let's go to another place!" Xia Jie raised his head and responded readily. The sudden call to retreat left Fu Rong unable to react instantly. She lay there powerless and with a flushed face.

"Come on! I'll take you somewhere." Xia Jie very gentlemanly pulled Fu Rong up and helped her to tidy up her clothes before making the offer. She did not refuse. Under Xia Jie's guidance, she got into the Mercedes-Benz 350 sedan and drove away.

The car drove for nearly an hour and gradually arrived at the suburbs. Fu Rong asked about the destination many times, but Xia Jie kept it a secret and refused to tell her. He just smiled and said, "Don't worry, you'll know soon." However, when they stopped at red lights along the way, his hand would restlessly reach under her skirt and reach into her underwear to attack her private parts. By the time the car finally stopped in front of a white house, Fu Rong was already sweating profusely, her face flushed, and she was panting.

"We're here! Get off the car!" Xia Jie said, supporting the limp Fu Rong as she walked into the house. He introduced, "This will be my exhibition hall for displaying my works in the future. It's basically finished, but the interior layout is still to be finalized. So, there are only the two of us here right now, no one else."

Looking around Fu Rong, the space was quite spacious, with many retro chandeliers installed on the ceiling. What’s more interesting is that its exterior wall is almost transparent glass curtain. In other words, you can see what's going on inside from the outside. Although it was located in the suburbs and no one else was passing by at the moment, Fu Rong still felt strange and couldn't let go.

"Baby, don't be afraid." Xia Jie said gently, hugging Fu Rong's slender waist, lifting her skirt and stroking her plump buttocks and private parts, and kissing her sexy lips passionately. Fu Rong only felt that she was surrounded by a wave of pleasure rising in her body, and gradually got into the state, allowing Xia Jie to go wild. Xia Jie's voice also became low, and he asked, "Do you want it?"

"Hmm." Fu Rong's mind was in confusion and she nodded inadvertently.

After getting approval, Xia Jie began to move his hands all over Fu Rong's body, focusing especially on her chest and lower body. Fu Rong was becoming more and more unable to control herself, and she offered no resistance at all, allowing Xia Jie to take off all her clothes. His lips and tongue skillfully circled and sucked on the breasts and buds, making Fu Rong excited with every teasing. Then Xia Jie lifted her left leg, took off her pants, and inserted his penis into the wet little hole. "Oh..." The electric current of excitement generated at the moment of insertion made Fu Rong moan with joy.

Xia Jie hugged Fu Rong tightly, thrusting his lower body back and forth, and probing his penis deep into her vagina again and again. "Hmm, ah, it feels so good." Fu Rong clasped Xia Jie's arms tightly with both hands and swayed her body in rhythm. She never expected that Xia Jie had such amazing stamina that he could last so long without complaining of being tired; she was even more surprised that she had never tried having sex while standing, but he could still reach orgasm.

After a fierce fight, Xia Jie gently put down Fu Rong's left leg, changed her position, let her hold the transparent outer wall, stand with her legs apart, and then slowly advanced from behind. "Um, oh, I want it again, ah ha." Facing Xia Jie's alternating deep and shallow attacks, Fu Rong felt a kind of sexual intercourse she had never experienced before. But at the most intense moment, the sprint came to an abrupt halt. She was still unsatisfied and confused, so she asked, "Why did you stop?"

Xia Jie smiled without answering. Instead, he let Fu Rong lie down, put her legs on his shoulders, and started a powerful sprint again. "Oh, help me, oh, no, I can't take it anymore, I'm going to come, ah ah~~~" Fu Rong's moans became louder and sharper. She was almost fainting from the waves of pleasure from the intense impact, and her vagina twitched and contracted deep inside. Xia Jie was stimulated by this and lost his final control. A hot stream immediately rushed out from his lower body and white semen gushed out.