In fact, under specific circumstances, a lonely man and a solitary woman are prone to develop ambiguous feelings. This has little to do with the moral quality of men and women. For example, the probability of romance occurring is much higher during travels, in bars, on trains... Of course, the training session between Gaoming and Mengru was largely the same, as it provided ample space for the two to interact. In such a scenario, some emotional collisions evolved from accidental to inevitable.
The fourth day of the training was basically free time. Some went shopping, some swam or bowled at the training base's entertainment center. Gaoming and Mengru were not idle either; they spent the day at Longjiang City's most famous scenic spot, Erdaowan. After a series of activities like boating, mountain climbing, and playing in the water, not only was there no psychological distance between them, but they could also naturally touch each other physically. For instance, Gaoming could hold Mengru's hand on steep slopes while climbing; they could playfully fall into each other's arms while boating; and they could splash water on each other, soaking their clothes. From Mengru's fiery gaze, Gaoming vaguely sensed that it wouldn't be long before he completely won this woman over.
In the evening, the organizers arranged a sumptuous banquet. Zhang Buzhang, the Minister of the Propaganda Department of the Longjiang Municipal Party Committee, delivered a toast, emphasizing that propaganda work is the voice of the Party, and grassroots workers must strive harder to grasp the correct direction of public opinion and achieve new successes in their respective positions. Gaoming and Mengru looked at the table full of delicious dishes, then at each other, feeling quite emotional.
Among the people at Gaoming's table were comrades from the propaganda departments of various districts and counties, most of whom Gaoming knew. They were veterans with years of experience in propaganda work and had attended countless similar training sessions. So, as soon as Minister Zhang's speech ended, these people began toasting and feasting heartily, showing no restraint, as if they were determined not to miss out on the free meal. Interestingly, Zhao Kezhang from the Jixing County Party Committee's Propaganda Department also came with a female staff member, who was about the same age as Mengru, in her mid-twenties, but looked very different, with a face full of freckles and cross-eyed. Gaoming noticed Zhao Kezhang glancing at Mengru while eating, as if to say, 'This female trainee from Tianhe City is quite a looker.' Gaoming couldn't help but laugh. He and Section Chief Zhang were old acquaintances; in Gaoming's eyes, Zhang was the typical type who was reserved but secretly wild, best known for his dirty jokes.
The banquet started with some semblance of order, but after Minister Zhang finished toasting at each table, chaos began to ensue. Led by Section Chief Zhao, the men at the table all turned their attention to Meng Ru, taking turns to toast her. Gao Ming, fearing Meng Ru would get as drunk as last time, often drank on her behalf. Eventually, while Meng Ru remained relatively sober, Gao Ming ended up drinking too much. As the banquet concluded, Section Chief Zhao patted Gao Ming on the shoulder and whispered in his ear, "Brother, you're quite the lucky man with women. Don't let such a good one slip away!"
Then, with a reluctant glance at Meng Ru, he walked away chuckling. Under the influence of alcohol, Gao Ming suddenly found some truth in Section Chief Zhao's words. In these times, which man doesn't have a few women? Yet, he, Gao Ming, had been living a cautious and abstinent life all these years. Thinking about it, he felt somewhat shortchanged. Now, if he were to let a woman as good as Meng Ru slip away, wouldn't that make him a fool? Fueled by alcohol, these thoughts made his blood boil. He looked back at Meng Ru beside him, wishing he could immediately take her into his arms and have his way with her. Seeing Gao Ming red-faced and reeking of alcohol, Meng Ru thought he was drunk and quickly handed him a bottle of water. Gao Ming took a sip and stammered to Meng Ru, "Let's go out for a walk!"
The hotel's backyard was a pleasant garden, overgrown with weeds and dense with trees, a rare quiet spot in the bustling city. It was for this reason that it had become the exclusive training base for the Longjiang Municipal Party Committee. Walking inside, Gao Ming and Meng Ru heard the constant chirping of crickets around them, momentarily at a loss for words. Both harbored their own thoughts, seemingly waiting for something to happen. Especially Gao Ming, who felt his heart was about to leap out of his chest, pondering how to make his move on Meng Ru, even scanning the surroundings for the perfect spot.
It was Meng Ru who broke the silence, saying softly, "Thank you for drinking so much on my behalf earlier!"
Gao Ming let out a belch and replied drunkenly, "Had to drink for you. Those guys were like wolves, practically wanting to devour you. I was afraid you'd get as drunk as last time, how awful that would be!"
This made Meng Ru giggle, "You were afraid I'd get drunk and you'd have to take care of me again, weren't you?"
Gao Ming quickly explained, 'Not at all, taking care of you is no trouble. I’d feel bad if you were uncomfortable from drinking too much!'
After speaking, Gao Ming regretted his words, realizing he had misspoken, but it was too late to take them back. He hoped Meng Ru hadn’t heard clearly. To his surprise, Meng Ru tilted her head and said, 'Oh? You’d feel bad for me?'
Gao Ming felt a bit embarrassed but, seeing Meng Ru’s serious expression, decided to throw caution to the wind. 'Yes, I would feel bad!'
As he spoke, Gao Ming turned Meng Ru’s body towards him, gazing at her with deep affection. Now it was Meng Ru’s turn to feel shy, lowering her head in embarrassment. Without hesitation, Gao Ming kissed her full lips. Meng Ru, clearly unprepared for his sudden move, panicked and tried to dodge, shaking her head. Gao Ming gave her no chance to catch her breath, chasing her lips with his alcohol-laden breath until he finally caught them, embracing Meng Ru in a passionate kiss. At first, Meng Ru resisted, keeping her lips sealed, but gradually, she gave in, returning Gao Ming’s kiss with equal fervor. The two became entangled... After what seemed like an eternity, the sound of approaching footsteps forced them apart. Soon, the footsteps faded, and Meng Ru said, 'It’s getting late, let’s go back.'
Gao Ming said, 'No! I want to stay with you a little longer.'
With that, Gao Ming pulled Meng Ru towards a small grove. Meng Ru struggled, saying, 'Don’t!'
Despite her words, she followed Gao Ming deep into the grove. Leaning against a willow tree, Gao Ming’s hands soon found their way to Meng Ru’s chest. She pushed them away, but Gao Ming persisted, tugging at her pants. Both were panting and sweating profusely. Gao Ming pleaded, 'Just give yourself to me? I’ve been longing for you for so long.'
Meng Ru said, 'No! This isn’t right. What if people find out? How could we face them?'
Gao Ming reassured her, 'Don’t worry, no one will know.'
Even as he spoke, he grew more forceful. Ultimately, a woman’s strength is no match for a man’s, and Meng Ru wasn’t entirely unwilling. Finally, she grasped Gao Ming’s hand and said helplessly, 'I’ll give myself to you, but you must promise to treat me with all your heart?'
Gao Ming nodded vigorously and quickly said, "I will!"
In truth, even if Meng Ru had asked Gao Ming to kill someone at that moment, he would have agreed. Gao Ming's hands caressed Meng Ru's pair of soft, white breasts, tender yet firm. He took one of Meng Ru's nipples into his mouth, sucking gently, while one hand slid beneath her skirt, stroking her thigh through the silk stockings, then moving to her groin, where he rubbed and teased. Meng Ru squirmed slightly. Gao Ming could no longer hold back; he hastily stripped off his clothes, his penis already erect and flushed red. He lifted Meng Ru's skirt to reveal the lace-trimmed tops of her white stockings, which contrasted enticingly with her pale skin. Her groin was covered by a white silk panty, from the sides of which a few long pubic hairs escaped. Gao Ming pulled down her panties, his hands roaming over her smooth, long legs. Meng Ru's dark, soft pubic hair lay neatly over her mound, with a pair of pink labia tightly closed at the base of her snow-white thighs. Gao Ming's fingers brushed through the soft hair to find her tender labia, wet and yielding. He lifted one of her legs onto his shoulder, stroking the silky skin as he guided his thick penis to her soft entrance. "Here I come, beautiful," he murmured.
A thrust. "Squelch..."
With a sound, most of it slid in. Meng Ru's thigh muscles tensed, and she let out a soft, "Ah... ah..."
"So tight!"
Gao Ming could only feel his penis tightly enveloped by Meng Ru's vagina, yet it was soft and yielding. After a few movements back and forth, he buried himself to the hilt. Meng Ru's delicate brows furrowed slightly as she moaned, "Mmm..."
Shivering all over, Meng Ru was still wearing her white high heels, her left foot perched on Gao Ming's shoulder, her right leg curled up in front of her chest, her white panties dangling from her right ankle, swaying in front of her chest, her silk dress rolled up to her waist, a pair of snow-white breasts trembling on her chest. As Gao Ming's penis withdrew, her pink labia flipped outward. His thick penis thrust in and out of Meng Ru's vagina, making a 'squelching, squelching' sound. Meng Ru, in the throes of passion, trembled lightly all over, moaning softly. Unable to withstand the intense stimulation, Gao Ming suddenly thrust rapidly a few times, and a stream of milky white semen flowed out of Meng Ru's vagina.
Perhaps it was due to drinking too much alcohol, coupled with the highly stimulating environment, Gao Ming only managed a couple of movements before ejaculating prematurely, which left him very frustrated. He had hoped to demonstrate his virility in front of Meng Ru, but instead, he ended up losing face. Meng Ru didn't give Gao Ming another chance; she quickly dressed and left Gao Ming alone there, running off by herself.
A gust of wind made Gao Ming feel much more sober. He suddenly realized that he had just committed adultery, albeit not very smoothly, but at least he had hastily completed the entire process. This inexplicably weighed heavily on Gao Ming, and he began to regret his earlier impulsiveness. He dared not think about what consequences this incident might bring him, but he vaguely sensed that this act itself would hold a milestone-like significance in his life. Gao Ming's mind was in utter chaos, feeling empty, fearful, melancholic, and hesitant... Gao Ming looked around, the night pressing down on him like a black curtain, and he suddenly realized he was in another city. Gao Ming thought, at this moment, Shufang and Lele must already be asleep! With this thought, a deep sense of guilt overwhelmed him, and Gao Ming somewhat hated himself. He had longed for a romantic encounter countless times, but when it actually happened, he still appeared so flustered. Forget it, let everything take its course; as long as it's done, there's no regret, even if the sky falls, he would bear it! Resolving himself, Gao Ming then relieved himself heartily beside the willow tree, calmly pulled up his pants, and strode away.