This is like a dream experience for me.
One summer day, six months into my marriage, an older colleague at my part-time job invited me to dinner, saying, "You haven't seemed yourself lately."
This colleague was like an older brother to me, always seriously listening to my concerns and defending me when others at work teased me.
I was struggling with my relationship with my husband, so I accepted the dinner invitation.
He surprised me by picking me up in a bright red sports car at our meeting place!
(He usually drives a compact car to work...)
He quickly got out, opened the passenger door, and said, "Get in!"
I got in as he instructed, and he said, "Leave the dinner location to me," as he drove off.
I felt nervous because he seemed different from usual.
We chatted about trivial things until we arrived.
We arrived at a French restaurant.
I was surprised again, thinking, (I didn't know he went to places like this...)
As soon as we entered, the staff greeted us, "Welcome, Mr. Smith. We've prepared this table for you," and led us to a lovely private room with a view of the night scenery.
(Is he a regular here?)
The food was amazing, and he was as fun and kind as always, making the two hours fly by.
We left the restaurant and went for a drive.
We arrived at a park on a hill.
After getting out of the car, he took my hand and started walking as I marveled at the starry sky.
It was a beautiful, empty park.
We talked about various things while gazing at the night view and stars.
It felt like a date, and my heart was racing.
I sincerely thanked him for being so kind.
He knew about my troubled marriage.
My husband was unfaithful, gambled, and didn't contribute to living expenses, and he wouldn't agree to a divorce.
He hugged me, saying he felt sorry for me.
I was happy for his kindness, even if it was out of sympathy.
Then, my tall colleague easily lifted me and sat me on a sculpture.
Our eyes were now at the same level, and he said, "This way, we can talk without you looking up," and leaned in to kiss me.
...I instinctively said, "No," and looked down.
I was startled by the suddenness...
But feeling bad for him, I said, "I have a husband," and he replied, "Forget about him today," and gently kissed me.
He helped me down from the sculpture, and we sat side by side on the grass.
"Why are you so kind to me?"
"I know you have a husband, but I've fallen for you... If you say it's okay, I'll help you leave him and be your man..."
His words made my heart race, and I was moved to tears.
He gently wiped my tears and kissed me.
He gently laid me down and caressed me.
He asked, "Is this okay?" to which I replied, "Yes."
Under the starry sky, I surrendered myself to him.
It was gentle lovemaking, unlike with my husband, and I felt very happy and at peace.
Later, when he said, "I'll take you home," his profile looked so sad that it pained my heart.
I wanted to be with him longer, but I couldn't express my true feelings.
As I reached for the car door, he said, "Just for tonight, be my woman," and pulled me back.
I let go of the door handle.
We went to a hotel suite.
I was surprised again!
Overwhelmed by the luxurious room, I looked down in embarrassment as he undressed me and carried me princess-style to the bathroom.
He washed my body in the shower.
Not knowing what to do out of embarrassment, I followed his lead, gradually realizing I was growing fond of him.
His gentle kisses became more intense, and I leaned on him, unable to stand.
His skilled kisses and caresses made me moan and feel like I might faint...
Suddenly, he turned off the shower, wrapped me in a robe, and carried me princess-style to the bed.
With a serious face, he repeatedly said, "I love you."
Whispering in my ear, he gently caressed my chest and kissed my hardened nipples.
He licked, sucked, and nibbled... I was already soaking wet down there.
I tried to suppress my voice in embarrassment...
"Don't hold back, let your voice out... I want to hear you... relax," he said.
I obediently followed his considerate words.
When his fingers touched my clit, a jolt ran through me, and I involuntarily cried out, "No!"
He stopped and said, "You're feeling it because of me, aren't you?"
"I want to feel you more," he said, licking and sucking down there.
I climaxed multiple times.
Exhausted, he said, "Let's become one... is that okay?"
My body eagerly accepted him.
"Please, just for tonight, make me yours," I said, crying.
"Not just for tonight... I'll make you mine," he said, moving vigorously.
Amidst his rough breathing and my moans, I climaxed.
Then he said, "I'm coming too... I love you," and finished inside me.
We held each other for a while... cherishing the little time we had left, I stayed awake in his arms, talking and kissing.
I was happy.
He offered to drive me close to home, but I took a taxi instead.
In my heart, I thanked him for letting me dream...
When I got home, my husband wasn't there.
I assumed he was with his girlfriend.
But thanks to the memories with my colleague, I didn't feel sad.
After the break, I thanked him when I saw him at work.
He patted my head and whispered in my ear, "I really love you."
...But I overheard other colleagues talking.
It turned out he was the son of a company president!
No wonder he was wealthy and seemed out of place at this job.
At the same time, I felt I wasn't good enough for him.
He was apparently the second son, but still, I felt inadequate...
(But, just one more time)
Deciding it would be the last time, I invited him.
He was gentle even in bed.
Afterward, he fell asleep.
I left a note and quietly left.
It's been five years since then.
I wonder who he married.
I've divorced my husband, remarried, and now live a simple but happy life.
