The most unforgettable part of my relationship was with a woman who was about the same age as my parents.
This matter has been a stone weighing on my heart, and today I finally summoned up the courage to say it out, just to give myself some relief.
I was in finance, it was the end of 2003 to the beginning of 2004, because the stock market fell one after another, the business was in the dark, I worked in a consulting company as a salesman to make a living.
In fact, anyone who understands the industry knows that being a financial salesman is a blind alley.
It is to try every possible means to make people pay money, and before they pay, they will pat themselves on the back and say that they can definitely make money, and then say that our reputation is so great, so how can it be possible to jeopardize our reputation because of one of our members.
Our company had a pretty good reputation nationally at the time.
The address of the unit is in Lujiazui.
So a lot of stockholders across the country, after we fooled, it is easy to enter our trap.
But then with the increase in the number of members, when each time the members are on the phone to tell me how bad their losses , and some even cried and cursed.
Because if he had bought it himself, he wouldn’t have increased his position, and even if he had bought it wrong, he would have stopped out.
But since we are an institution and trust us, we all buy in total positions, lose substantially, and then we don’t know what to do.
So I questioned the credibility and level of our unit.
It just occurred to me now that if I really had such a good grasp of the stock market, who would be recruiting members.
Buying and selling on your own would have made you the richest man in the world a long time ago.
While I was wandering, I met a woman member in Shanghai.
In the beginning, I would just talk to him about stocks and the market.
And then at the right time to care about care for her, such as not for the loss of the day sad, people live is the future Looking for happiness to come.
She said she was depressed and had thought about suicide many times.
But as she interacted with me more and more, she gradually began to open up and could often be heard laughing on the phone.
She and her husband are a halfway house.
Both married and then divorced, then came together.
Said she was very emotionally unavailable and that he went along with everything in the beginning.
But once we got married, the man changed.
The man is from out of town, and because she is well connected, everything he does now is basically because she helped organize him to succeed.
I was also disillusioned with the unit at that point.
So just enjoy listening to him talk.
Perhaps, for a lonely woman, having a faithful listener is like a lifesaver.
Her husband’s not even with her much.
It seems like there was a long separation.
Slowly, we’re getting more calls.
There’s a little bit about stocks at first.
Slowly, the flavors began to change.
She started to say she was 38 and asked me what I thought of women that age.
I then complimented her by saying that a woman’s age is the best time in her easy life.
Mature and flavorful, beautiful but not frivolous.
She laughed heartily at this and asked me, half jokingly, half seriously, if I’d like to meet this charming woman of hers.
I hesitated for a moment.
But there was no turning her down, so I said I would definitely see her when I had the chance.
Since she also lives in Pudong, it’s convenient to see me.
Finally, one day, she called me and said she was waiting for me there on Riverside Drive, and I said I wouldn’t be getting off work until late.
She said she’d wait for me, and if I didn’t go, she’d jump in the river. I was shocked.
Though knew she was joking.
But after work, I went to the place where we had agreed to meet.
Upon meeting her, I was shocked because she looked so old.
There’s no way it’s the age she originally said it was.
But looking at her frightened eyes, I couldn’t bear to turn my head and run away, so I pretended to be very easy-going and sat down on a bench by the river to chat with her.
Chatting away, since she took my hand in hers.
I felt embarrassed, but was too embarrassed to pull out my hand.
Then since she was very shy she leaned into me.
I didn’t know what to do at once.
After that meeting, she said she felt really good about me and I just felt sorry for her feelings and thought she was too old.
Against my will, I also say it feels pretty good.
Then the daily texts and phone calls started.
It pretty much takes up the vast majority of my time.
Then she used to buy me things again, once every time I saw her, either shoes or clothes.
Again, I don’t know how to say no.
Moreover, for me, who is not well-paid in the organization, I am still very happy when someone buys me some small brand names.
And a woman, someone else’s wife.
Naturally there is that little bit of vanity.
There were several times when the phone was given to her since it was answered by a man.
I know that’s her husband.
As soon as he heard that I was looking for her, he hung up the phone without a word in a very brutal manner.
Then when she called again, she was crying inside the phone.
Said the man was mean to her and how it was.
Every time she cries, I go soft and then go to great lengths to comfort her and flirt with her until she cracks a smile .
Whenever she calls me on the phone, she often lets her daughter, who is about ten years old, talk to me, and she calls me sweetly as her brother.
She said meeting me was the best thing that ever happened to her.
I hope to be friends with me for life.
Then she talked about her own life. It turned out that since she was an orphan, abandoned by her parents when she was a child and then adopted by someone else, she said that she wished very much to find her real parents and asked them face to face why they had abandoned her in the first place.
Talking about it makes me even more soft on her.
One day, she insisted that I come to her house to play, and then emphasized that her husband was away on a business trip and would not be back until three days later.
My heart fluttered and I always felt like something would happen to me with her.
Waiting for me to get off at their place, the day since it rained, I have not been able to find her home, had to be in a shopping mall doorway more rain, she heard that I was somewhere, did not bring an umbrella, immediately urged me to stay there, she came to pick up three minutes later, the front stopped a white car, she put down the glass, smiled and said fools, come in.
Upon arriving at her house, she kindly wiped me out of the rain and then let me into her room.
Her family is out.
She greeted me and rested, she was going to take a shower.
So I sat on her bed and watched TV.
Her house is luxurious.
I don’t even know what to do about it.
Just there, giggling at the TV, the inside of my head scrambled.
There was always a feeling that something was going to happen.
Within a few minutes, she was out, wearing a silky, thin nightgown.
Despite her age, her full body was still very seductive, her nipples were sticking up, and she could vaguely see her bulging pussy.
For a chronically repressed young man.
That’s a powerful enough visual.
I immediately got hard and my face started to burn.
She seems to think it’s random.
Then I was instructed to take a shower.
I showered well in a hurry.
came out and saw her lying on the bed with the light off.
The TV flickered on and off.
She looked at me with a smirk, and without thinking, I laid down next to her.
I felt my heart beating hard right then and there, and I didn’t have much experience in that area myself.
Then she hugged me and I rolled over onto her.
She was already naked, and I plucked myself naked in a few strokes.
But couldn’t find a place left or right.
She smiled smugly, then grabbed my focus and directed it to where her tenderness lay.
The moment she entered, she moaned contentedly.
I also found it particularly flattering.
Although she is older and her body is looser, the woman’s place is many times more comfortable than your own left and right hands, both psychologically and practically.
As she was taller, I got on top of her and moved sharply, and as I increased my speed, she began to moan loudly.
And then something strange, I went soft since I didn’t cum, probably because I was more nervous.
She was also content to hold me close and tell me to get some rest.
I drifted off to sleep and woke up to see a woman next to me who was looking at me.
I’ve been hard there for a long time.
Switching to a backward limb position it began to twitch again, this time due to a little experience.
I was starting to get more pleasure as well, and she leaned her head back against the pillow and moaned with emotion.
Watching this woman, who was about twenty years older than me, being conquered by me, I really didn’t know whether she had conquered me or I had conquered her.
As the pleasure intensified, she too began to tremble physically, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch.
It’s so cozy.
Finally, as I exploded, she shouted up.
After everything calmed down, she leaned her head against my chest and told me how content she was and how good it was to be young.
She exclaimed.
As soon as I walked out of her house that time, I regretted it.
I always felt like I was getting it from her.
But she was happy to think that this beginning was just that, a beginning.
But I don’t think so, I’m so young, how can I do this kind of thing with a woman who is so much older than me, and she told me that in fact she is more than forty years old, and then often line of depression, her phone also began to deliberately avoid.
At first, she was nervous, but then she didn’t call me much.
Just text me occasionally.
And then since she also told me she had a daughter almost the same year as me to introduce to me.
I suddenly felt like I’d swallowed a fly.
I changed jobs after that, numbers changed.
I think I need a fresh start.
She can only be considered one of my sexual initiation teachers.
I had only had a few rough sexual experiences before with her.
But after that time, I learned how to serve a good woman.