Gao Ming lit a cigarette at his desk, his first day back at work after the training. Meng Ru hadn't arrived yet. He felt a bit nervous, unsure of her feelings towards him since the night she ran away. He hadn't seen her since, and she hadn't answered his calls or replied to his texts, leaving him in suspense. If Meng Ru looked down on him because of that night, working together would be awkward. But then he thought it unlikely, recalling how passionately she had responded to their kiss. He regretted not taking things further that night, wishing they had been in a bed rather than the woods. Just then, Meng Ru walked in, greeting Li Dajie as usual before sitting down expressionlessly to work.
The entire morning, Gao Ming was on pins and needles, feeling utterly uncomfortable. Meng Ru showed no unusual behavior, except for ignoring him. She even enthusiastically shared her training experience with Li Dajie, saying how enjoyable it was, more like a sightseeing trip, and hoped Li Dajie would give her the opportunity again. Listening nearby, Gao Ming wondered if Meng Ru was trying to create another chance for them to be together. This thought inexplicably lifted his spirits.
Finally, the workday ended. As usual, Li Dajie left first. When only Gao Ming and Meng Ru remained in the room, he couldn't hold back any longer and mustered the courage to ask, 'Why didn't you answer my calls that day? Do you know how worried I was?'
Meng Ru glanced at him, her eyes flashing with annoyance, 'Why should I answer your calls? What good could come from you? All you know is how to bully people!'
Her words left Gao Ming's face alternating between red and white, at a loss for what to say next. As Meng Ru gathered her things to leave, he caught sight of her alluring figure, reminding him of their encounter in the woods, and couldn't resist asking, 'Will you give me another chance to get close to you? I really like you, you know?'
Meng Ru opened the door, turned back, and gave him a charming smile, 'In your dreams!'
Then, clicking away in her high heels, she left Gao Ming sitting there, feeling as if his soul had been whisked away by Meng Ru.
Returning home in the evening, for some reason, Gao Ming felt a surge of guilt upon seeing Shufang, even avoiding eye contact. However, one direct consequence of his affair was that Gao Ming became noticeably more diligent than before, eagerly taking on household chores he used to avoid, like cooking and washing dishes. Not only that, but he also occasionally gave Shufang back massages before bed, prompting her to ask sensitively, 'Hey, what’s gotten into you lately? Done something wrong outside? Being so attentive.'
This almost made Gao Ming break out in a cold sweat. He marveled at women's incredible insight while cursing himself for not being cut out for affairs.
To prevent Shufang from becoming further suspicious, Gao Ming significantly increased the frequency of their lovemaking. One evening, as they lay in bed, Gao Ming sucked on Shufang’s slightly darkened nipples while his hand slid down from her breasts, over her smooth, flat stomach. After a few touches on her soft pubic hair, his hand found her plump labia, slightly parted. He spread them and pressed on her delicate clitoris, rubbing it. 'Ah... you’re killing me, playing like this at your age... ah... ah,' Shufang, experiencing this stimulation for the first time, couldn’t help but tighten and then relax her legs repeatedly. After a while, Gao Ming, now hard as iron, grabbed one of Shufang’s cute, petite feet, playing with it as his penis unceremoniously entered her vagina. 'Ah... oh...'
Although this thing had entered and exited her body hundreds of times before, usually as a perfunctory task, today Shufang felt the intense stimulation as if it were much thicker and longer than usual. Shufang’s mouth opened slightly, and the muscles in her legs tensed up. 'Squelch... squelch...'
As Shufang’s lower body became wetter, her vagina more lubricated, the sound of Gao Ming’s thrusts became increasingly moist. His penis reached deep into Shufang’s vagina with every thrust, each one making her body tremble, her red lips parting slightly to let out a moan.
Gao Ming went at it forty or fifty times in one go, leaving Shufang covered in a fine sheen of sweat, her cheeks flushed. One leg was over Gao Ming's shoulder, and the other was now raised high, swaying back and forth with his thrusts.
"Ah... oh... oh my... mmm... mmm... husband, why are you so amazing today... ah ah... harder... ah..."
After a brief pause, Gao Ming resumed his vigorous thrusting, each time pulling his penis back to the entrance before plunging in again, his scrotum slapping against Shufang's buttocks with a loud smack. Overwhelmed by waves of intense pleasure, Shufang couldn't contain her moans, which grew louder and more desperate, interspersed with uncontrollable cries of ecstasy. "Ah... mmm..."
Each moan was accompanied by a long exhale, her facial muscles tensing as if in pain, or perhaps pleasure. "Ah, ah, aaaaaah!"
Shufang had lost all control, crying out incessantly.
Gao Ming could feel Shufang's vagina contracting around him rhythmically; with each deep thrust, it felt as if a small mouth was trying to suck on the head of his penis. Streams of her fluids followed his withdrawal, trickling down her buttocks and soaking the sheets. Meng Ru's ample breasts surged like waves, her pink nipples swaying like snow lotuses on a mountain peak. As orgasms came and went, Shufang had forgotten everything, wishing only for the thick, long penis to pound her mercilessly. After a few more rapid thrusts, Gao Ming lowered Shufang's legs and pulled out. To her own surprise, Shufang pleaded, "Don't... don't pull out."
"How was that, wife? Was it good? Turn over, I'll take you from behind."
Gao Ming gave Shufang's buttock a slap. Obediently, she knelt on the bed, her rounded buttocks revealing her moist labia in the middle. Spreading her kneeling legs apart, Gao Ming held onto Meng Ru's waist and thrust in with a wet sound. "Aiya... aaaaaah!"
Shufang was nearly overwhelmed by the intrusion from this new angle. Gaoming reached under her, grasping her breasts, and began to thrust rapidly. The sound of their flesh colliding echoed loudly. Shufang gasped and moaned breathlessly. Finally, as Shufang reached another climax, Gaoming released streams of hot semen into her, her vaginal walls contracting around him. Shufang trembled uncontrollably, lying motionless on the bed, exhausted. A trickle of milky white semen seeped from her slightly swollen lips.
Unbeknownst to Shufang, Gaoming now always turned off the lights during their encounters, imagining Meng Ru beneath him instead. This fantasy fueled his performance, significantly enhancing its quality. Poor Shufang, still in the dark, believed Gaoming had rediscovered his passion for her. After each climax, she would cling to him, drifting off to sleep contentedly, while Gaoming pondered the true nature of their marital relationship, finding it somewhat tragic upon reflection.
Since their hasty encounter during the last training session, Gaoming and Meng Ru had found no opportunity to be intimate back at work. Each time Gaoming tried to hint at his desires, Meng Ru gently rebuffed him, leaving him frustrated and confused. He couldn't fathom her mixed signals—her teasing, coy demeanor only fanned the flames of his desire. There were moments he yearned to pin her down on the office's single bed, lock the door, and take her passionately. Yet, no matter how intense his lust burned, it couldn't consume his reason. Gaoming suppressed his urges, patiently awaiting their next chance.
Like many county-level cities across the nation, Tianhe City's economic situation is akin to a rusted machine, operating half-heartedly. The leaders of the municipal party committee and government have racked their brains, eager to employ any means to get this machine running at high speed. However, the market economy follows its own objective laws; it doesn't necessarily flourish just because one desires rapid development. Compared to the eastern coastal regions, Tianhe City evidently suffers from inherent disadvantages such as an unfavorable geographical location and poor transportation. Yet, in Gao Ming's view, these are not fatal. What's more critical is the lack of a pioneering and innovative spirit among the people here. The locals have grown accustomed to the comfortable lifestyle of 'a wife, children, and a warm bed.' As long as they're not starving, few are willing to dive into the vast ocean of the market economy on their own initiative.
However, regardless of the pace of economic development, necessary propaganda efforts must still be made. The propaganda section where Gao Ming works is responsible for boasting about all the achievements of Tianhe City to the outside world, while also doing everything possible to suppress any negative reports about the city. Under the current circumstances, no leader is indifferent to their political achievements, especially Qiao Xiangtian, the Municipal Party Committee Secretary, who has always placed great emphasis on external propaganda. In his view, some work is 30% done and 70% boasted. Therefore, the position of Gao Ming as the head of the propaganda section is both insignificant and significant.
As it happened, the provincial television station was planning a special feature on tree planting and soil conservation across the province, with Tianhe City being a key focus for promotion. Upon receiving the notice, the Tianhe Municipal Committee took it very seriously, instructing the Propaganda Department to ensure the interview coverage was well handled. The task ultimately fell to Gao Ming's propaganda section. Since the interview required venturing deep into the forested areas, which were remote and mountainous, and given that Sister Li was too old for such a journey, the responsibility of accompanying the interview team fell to Gao Ming and Meng Ru. After a bumpy morning ride, the interview vehicle finally reached its destination, Qingniugou Forest Farm. By the time the interviews were completed, it was nearly evening. On the way back, the vehicle suddenly broke down, and despite the driver's efforts, it couldn't be fixed. Gao Ming was frantic. He and Meng Ru, being locals, wouldn't mind spending a night in the wilderness, but there were also two journalists from the provincial television station with their equipment, eager to return for their program. Left with no choice, Gao Ming stood in the middle of the road and, after nearly half an hour, managed to stop a delivery truck by risking being hit. After much persuasion and handing over 50 yuan, the driver agreed to take the equipment, the two journalists, and the driver back. Gao Ming and Meng Ru had wanted to return as well, but the truck was too small to accommodate more people. Before they left, Gao Ming repeatedly reminded the driver to come back early the next day to pick them up, as they didn't want to stay there too long.
After seeing off the journalists, the two called their respective families and then set out to find a place to stay nearby. After walking about four or five miles, they came across a small, standalone house at the foot of a mountain, with smoke rising from the chimney. Gao Ming and Meng Ru pushed open the courtyard gate and were greeted by a middle-aged couple dressed simply. After explaining their situation, the couple warmly invited them in. It was dinner time, and the steaming sweet potatoes and corn served were devoured by the two without hesitation. After dinner, as it was late, it was time to sleep. The couple, assuming Gao Ming and Meng Ru were married, without asking, arranged for them to stay in another room. Meng Ru whispered to Gao Ming, 'I'll sleep in that room, not with you, to avoid you taking advantage.'
Gao Ming was secretly pleased at the opportunity that had arisen again, but was taken aback by Meng Ru's words. He quickly said, 'There are only two rooms. If you sleep in that one, where will the couple sleep? Just make do for one night!'
Meng Ru said, "No matter what, I won't let you touch me!"
After saying that, Meng Ru pulled the quilt from the head of the kang to the foot, keeping a distance from Gao Ming.
After the lights were turned off, Gao Ming had no intention of sleeping. In the darkness, he couldn't stop thinking about the woman lying at the foot of the kang and couldn't help but slowly move over. Meng Ru asked alertly, "What are you doing?"
Gao Ming said, "I was afraid you might be scared, so I came to keep you company!"
Meng Ru didn't say anything. Gao Ming reached his hand into Meng Ru's quilt. Meng Ru was lying dressed, with her back to Gao Ming. Gao Ming pressed his whole body against her, slowly wrapping his arms around Meng Ru, who trembled slightly but still didn't move. Outside the window, the wind had started to blow at some point, making the thin paper on the window frames emit a whining sound, which was particularly piercing. Gao Ming said, "I always feel that the car breaking down this time was the heavens giving us a chance to be together. Don't you think so?"
Meng Ru said, "Don't flatter yourself. I think you deliberately broke the car this time! Who knows what sinister plans you have."
Gao Ming chuckled and said, "I don't have that ability. If I really did, I would create opportunities to be with you every day."
As he spoke, Gao Ming's hand reached towards Meng Ru's full chest. "Ah, you... what are you doing? Stop..."
Meng Ru's face turned red instantly. She whispered while pushing Gao Ming's hand away. Gao Ming's hand kneaded her full breasts as he whispered in her ear, "Don't torture me anymore, come on, do you know how much I've missed you?"
"No, let me go..."
But Meng Ru's voice was so weak, it sounded somewhat seductive. She was already getting aroused by Gao Ming's caresses. "You don't want the neighbor to think we're fighting, do you?... Haha..."
Gao Ming said with a laugh, grabbing Meng Ru, who was already weak all over. Meng Ru, overwhelmed by desire, let Gao Ming's hand pull out the hem of her clothes and reach inside, caressing her delicate skin. Gao Ming's hand slipped under her bra, pressing against her full, soft breasts, kneading them... "Oh..."
Meng Ru trembled slightly all over, let out a long sigh, and subconsciously placed her hands on Gao Ming's arms.
Gao Ming leaned Meng Ru against the head of the kang, lifted her top, and pushed her bra above her breasts, leaving her full, firm breasts swaying slightly. Gao Ming lowered his head to capture that vividly red peak, flicking it rapidly with his tongue.
"Ah... mm... don't..."
Meng Ru shuddered violently all over, her hands pushing weakly against Gao Ming's head. Her legs trembled uncontrollably on the kang, her lower body already damp... "Come on, baby, take off your pants."
Gao Ming reached to undo Meng Ru's belt.
By now, Meng Ru had shed her earlier reserve. Her top was pulled up under her neck, her breasts standing pert with their pink tips hardened. Her pants had been pulled down to her knees by Gao Ming, revealing a white silk panty covering her privates. Gao Ming's hand rubbed over the panty at her entrance.
"You're all wet, yet you don't want me to... come on... lie down."
After making Meng Ru lie down, Gao Ming unfastened his pants and took out his penis, then removed Meng Ru's panty. One hand played with her delicate privates while his erect penis brushed against her pale thighs... "Mm... mm... mm... Ah... this is so embarrassing..."
Meng Ru, afraid of being heard, whispered.
"Can't take it anymore, can you, Xiao Ru... here I come..."
Gao Ming held Meng Ru's thighs with both hands, positioned himself at her entrance, and thrust hard with a wet sound, burying himself to the hilt. Meng Ru's legs clamped together, "Ah..."
she let out a soft cry as Gao Ming thrust in. His hands reached to her chest to play with her breasts while he began to move in and out. Meng Ru tossed her head, "Mm... mm... mm..."
moaning softly... Gao Ming's thrusts grew faster, and Meng Ru's lower body became wetter, the slick sound of friction "squelch, squelch" continuously echoing.
"Ah... ah... ah ah ah ah... oh... ah..."
Meng Ru's moans had turned into short, soft cries. Her head kept tilting back, her buttocks lifting forcefully.
"Ru... ah ah... this feels so good..."
Gao Ming finally pressed tightly against Meng Ru's vaginal opening, releasing streams of thick semen into her body... Slowly, Gao Ming withdrew his penis, and a milky white fluid slowly flowed out from between her slightly parted lips... Meng Ru lay softly on the bed, her dark pubic hair strikingly visible against her snow-white thighs, her face flushed like red paper, her eyes dazed, her hair disheveled, exuding a charm that tempted one to sin... It took a long while for Meng Ru to come back from her climax, wiping the semen from her lower body and legs, straightening her clothes, covering herself with the blanket, and then embracing Gao Ming...
In the quiet of the night, Meng Ru couldn't sleep. Since the first time she made love with Gao Ming that day, although it was hastily done, it allowed Meng Ru to taste for the first time the wonderful flavor of making love with someone she adored, to know the unparalleled satisfaction of a woman, and to feel for the first time how uniquely different it was when the man she liked inserted himself into her, making her feel as if she was in ecstasy. She could feel something inside her body coming back to life, and Meng Ru realized she had fallen deeply in love with this man.
At that moment, Gao Ming was also awake, reminiscing about the wonderful time they had just shared. When he stripped Meng Ru naked and pressed her down on the small heated kang in the northeast, Gao Ming felt that even death would be worth it at that moment. The thrill of their illicit affair and the excitement of being in the wilderness made him experience the pinnacle of human happiness. In Gao Ming's heart, he had also fallen deeply in love with this woman, and Meng Ru's place had already surpassed that of Shufang.
That night, Gao Ming took Meng Ru four times to his heart's content.