There was a time when I was in the middle of a breakup, and I felt that I had lost interest in everything. The process of getting to know her was an accident, and at first I didn’t hold the mentality that I could definitely get it – once I went to XX company to do some work, and before I left the gate, I suddenly saw a bright light, and found this girl, because it was summer and what’s more, her body was basically exposed in those seasons, and I felt that she was still very good at dressing herself, so from her company. The other co-worker’s mouth to understand a bit, that is, what position how old is married, and so on. After asking the question, the conversation changed: “Oh! The other side of the project just needs to be docked with her, do you have her phone number, I just consult her”. I was not surprised that she actually passed me! The validation.
In the next month, I would go to her company often, but I didn’t feel like I had anything to talk about, so I didn’t chat with her easily (I did find that the more you want to ask someone out, the more you can’t rush, you have to wait for her to take the initiative to communicate with you. I’m not sure if you’re going to be able to do that, but just occasionally look at her friends and stuff (more compliments, compliments or praise as much as possible, but remember not to overdo it, oh, sincerely some). Once she took the initiative to talk to me, she said she saw that I was often working in their company, and every time I was in a hurry, why so anxious? I went down the road: things are more important, every time I see you want to give you a greeting, you are also too busy, can only see you more. At this point she gave me a “shy” look. I thought there was a 50/50 chance that there would be something else to say.
I later learned through chatting that she is married, her husband is also an executive in a private company (often out of town) and has a son (which I had heard from her colleagues), expressed my feelings about, and usually did not care less about her (early on just words). As I often travel from time to time to bring some special products or innovative gadgets from outside, to their company to take the opportunity to talk with her about work problems to her, and then they have become friends with everything. This is true because her husband was away for a long time, and she took care of her family, and her son was sent back to his mother’s house. In the evening, we spent more time chatting, from talking about work worries to life trivialities, almost all the normal topics are finished, after which (this is the success rate is already 70%) how to start? She was lonely because of the long separation, and it always showed in her regular conversation. I would like to enlighten her more, help her understand more, you can directly get to the point.
The time is ripe – One night, when everyone was sleeping late, I suddenly asked her, what kind of position do you like when you make love? At first she would say how to ask such a question, then say just curious, we are all adults, ask what will not happen. She said that she likes the rear penetration and how long she likes it. I then asked her if she had tried this or that other style. She said, “I don’t have a chance. Her husband is a very traditional person, and he doesn’t have tricks, just feelings. I gave her my ability to tell her everything, but from time to time, I expressed my regret that “you can’t enjoy it anyway, who made you get married” – to play hard to get, the ancestors summed up the art of strategy and tactics that are not in vain. This is a very important part of a person’s life, but it is also a very important part of a person’s life.
You love me and I love you – the erotic words every night are no longer enough to satisfy her needs, sometimes she will send me some selfies and ask me how I feel, but in fact, she does not care about her, of course, at this time your city and flattery can hit her, of course, to hit her comfort. One night she suddenly said she wanted to go out for a drink, I told her not to go to the bar, it’s noisy, or we go to the XXX hotel, where the environment is good, drunken people should sleep, do not have to think too much. It’s true that she and I are on the same page (100% progress has been quietly completed).
You come and I come – she is a bit different today, wearing a semi-transparent stockings and skirt, a black jacket, which suits her temperament. The two of us sat on the sofa in the suite, wine open, one glass for you, one glass for me, and what started out as casual gossip soon turned into her saying she was drunk. “Then don’t go back, I’m tired, you go shower first.” I helped her take off her jacket, and she went into the bathroom alone (where she naturally removed her annoying clothes that were blocking the shower), but left the door unlocked, and soon there was water running. I quickly stripped down to my underwear, gently pushed open the glass door, hugged her from behind and gave her a deep kiss, and I won’t go into details about the next few battles (in the bathroom, on the couch, on the bed, and on the carpet).
Since then we’ve been coming out from time to time to give vent to our deepest desires, not because we love each other, of course, but because of a need, after all, we all have families. The man has to control this last bottom line, which is the premise of the future without any disadvantage.