This is my best friend's story in the boudoir; girlfriend occupied, gave the impression that cause strong man, the kind face hanging smile step a grueling sports Belle.
That day, we sat in the hotel's floor window, the window all kinds of people and high-rises, her hands holding a glass do not know the name of the wine, eyes with unusual lazy, I believe she expatiated stories is her little-known experiences:Although Mr. conflicts and disputes with constantly, but never did not want to rush out of the siege; before I have no husband had the experience of love; so in my subconscious, very eager to encounter a sensation of love; in such an environment, I came across the sand.
The sand is my Deparments's leadership, has a doctorate in key universities.
He was ugly, it is also not tall, but always a very good feel. Because the relationship between work, he often flow series to come to my Office. Not saying that signature, is there anything about; reason is full every time; he came not as a general subordinate to see me stiff, but treat me like a small woman in polite with points hint of ridicule. Maybe he is older than I, or his mature self-confidence, his performance did not cause I pay special attention. Just think he got always make me laugh. Until one day I worked on and again towards my sand said: "and to look for leadership signature? how I this is leading you do not find, but there are so many things to find how deputy leadership", a breath of sand to and not to come, I no longer have no difference. The sand is a very understand women need men to play numerous phone every day, countless information, occasionally also offer a handful of his yard fresh bailan, little by little, in front of him like I wasn't his boss, but he's a little sister, one can rely on his little woman; to be honest, I really enjoy the work to be able to have this feeling; later, he left me very close to him coming out faint smell of smoke, gives me the feeling of the heart. Because this way I no longer and he laughed, but deliberately estranged from him. My presentation of course did not escape the eyes of t numerous. He began to ask me out and overbearing to play, sing and play, the tea I do not talk about what the woman was in love butterflies don't know his palace in the hexi..Until the full delivery out of their ...
In his arms, I frame into flexible means around more than once; that he praises my health sexy stirred up his second spring, shy, I really felt his woman! do not know what he means to his nose and I have been seeing. Moon good night, and he will send text messages to me: I have to go through your home's Windows, you stand to the window, I would like to see you ... There is no way out on a date, he also is there a way to not make me feel lost; there are times he and his family out of travel, departure he find a consists of a header in a few minutes to my doorstep, hug me; preside over meetings and conferences, I always felt his little eyes focused fondly looked at me, that was his dear felling let me countless times in my laments: Mindfulness I on innocent is, so I finally found the one true love me! "to return" true love, work and I gave him create countless chance of succeeding, life I also purchase a trip to his clothing, watches, telephone ... It seems to me that money precious price higher, love; what's more, I also own spend their own money there is no shame in new, happiness is the most important so we! I have a feeling I intend to have more than six months in the fall, he's all kinds of defects is not that I have not seen, but turn a blind eye, until the ball.The us but the Gala, inadvertently units I found a pair of falls on me and sand between the eyes, a pair of woman's eyes.
I asked Sandy who she was, he said it was his neighbor's wife, don't know how to come here. Intuition tells me I'm afraid not so simple? on another occasion, he in 10 minutes, give me a few times, but it seems didn't say anything, but they are very concerned about my evening arrangements; I intend to play in the past asked him where he said he was at home to rest with his wife, and I hear surprisingly quiet in the handset, clearly not what I was familiar with his family atmosphere; such things have, in my tough to Raiders, he recruited before him; and I have more than one woman, even in the "love" and I also went to bed with a small nurse, and those women far I think young and beautiful! know I was feeling? if so far incomplete sad, maybe I and General woman is different, there seems to be no anger nor tears when she heard a loud slap cleanly crisp fell on his face, he relaxed white skin immediately come to a red seal. He's probably no surprise to me to be a reflection of the this? instinctively he grabbed my arm and tried to subdue me. Do you know who I am sportsmen, where man is generally my opponent! very good, you gave me a vent anger and punishment! I use foot fully and Bo playing skills, so relentless in his body, hands, leaves traces of several serious! (girlfriend speak here, laughing, I'm jiehen) things to this level you think that our ending?! in retaliation for me, he patiently for various reasons about I meet separately, as is his love affair completely on me, exclusive publishing! God, he's the lover, there is a business woman boss, half the old lady of a certain age of female staff, there is little girl; has been in continuous pursuit of aesthetic, are improbable one-night stand on in the Office; I believe those things are all true! and then, I asked him, you took me half a year you? he shamelessly laughed: say that you and the woman is only a little bit too long; and your body really healthy ... Finally, I asked him, what you really loved a woman? I wish his answer is Yes, I would prefer because I lack the charm and lost to another woman; however, he said, how can not love? no love won't go to bed; and you go to bed is love you ^ God! Ask: are you my wife? "he answered shortly: my wife is my wife, my son's mother, talk about love!……
Girlfriend finished her thing, and came to know said: maybe love is there, but that is where the young boy; a 40-year-old man, where what you love love love?, or is obscene!
(Practice editing: Lai Wei-Jian)
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