Memories of when we first met
Hello everyone. This is my first time writing a story so there are many mistakes so I hope everyone understands.
I would like to briefly introduce myself and my husband. My name is Tu, 29 years old, my husband’s name is Minh, 37 years old. My husband and I have been married for 11 years, I have 2 children, 1 boy and 1 girl, the oldest son is 10 years old, the daughter is about to turn 4 years old. My family life is relatively happy, my husband is a civil servant, the salary is just enough to live, there is no shortage of living things in the house. My husband and I have sex very regularly, from the time we met for 3 months, I have had sex with him until now. In 2011, when my boyfriend and I were not married yet, I went with him to my best friend’s wedding, I wore a white flared dress that my boyfriend bought, the front of the chest was a thin layer of lace, inside I wore a size 34 skin-colored bra with a 5cm push-up that pushed my breasts up very well, I wore pink thongs that could not cover my pubic hair. At the party, I met my old school friends from the 7th grade, among them was my ex-boyfriend named Thang, the same age as me. Our school love was pure and innocent, I only let him hold my hand and let him kiss my cheek. Seeing him again, my heart suddenly beat a little faster, I remembered when we were very happy together. He sat looking at me all evening without saying anything, my friends saw and understood so they invited me to drink a lot, at about 8pm I felt like vomiting, so I went to the coconut field to vomit because my friend’s house in the countryside didn’t have a toilet like in the city, I felt a shadow of someone walking near, I turned around and saw Thang, I stood there frozen, not knowing what to say. Standing looking at each other for a long time, he hugged me and asked me why he left without saying goodbye, without saying goodbye, but now he had a new lover. I stood there silently, unable to say anything, I could only cry. Then he lifted my eyes and kissed my lips and tongue. I didn’t understand why I was so weak that I couldn’t resist. His hand started to reach into my chest and take off my bra, but I couldn’t find where to take it off. Because I was wearing a bra with buttons on the front, he groped for a long time but couldn’t find it. I told him so he pulled my skirt down over my chest, revealing my massive breasts. He sucked and licked while saying, “I’m so angry that I lost you. From now on, I won’t let you leave me again.” I heard the click of my bra button as he took it off. My breasts were completely exposed before his eyes. He pulled my nipples and licked down to my navel, making me forget everything. He groped his way down to my panties, he slipped his hand into the slit, inserted one finger into the slit, then two of his fingers, making my pussy wet a lot. I habitually pulled down his pants chain to take out his cock but it got stuck because he was very hard, I unbuckled his belt and pants button, I pulled out his big and long cock, when I met him I only groped outside his pants to make him happy but never saw him directly. I bent down to suck his cock, he moaned naughtily, his hand hooked my pussy with 3 fingers making me so happy. In the middle of the pleasure, I heard Minh calling me, I panicked. Minh was busy pulling up his pants, I was busy fastening my bra button when Minh came near me and I hadn’t even pulled up my bra strap yet. Minh asked me what I was doing here, I told him I went to throw up and my friend Thang saw me so I came out to see what was going on, my husband asked to be suspicious but didn’t say anything, he helped me to the table, my friend made me a glass of lemonade to sober up.I saw Thang whispering something to his friends. After that, the friends took turns inviting my boyfriend and I to drink a lot. Because my boyfriend was too proud to drink in front of his friends, he didn’t refuse anyone. Because he was jealous or something, he drank without getting drunk. As for me, I drank for a while and I was so drunk that I didn’t know anything. At 11pm, A Minh drove me home. My friends came out to see me off and had a few more drinks with my husband. At that time, I was sitting on the motorbike that Minh drove me. I felt like someone hugged my waist from behind and put a small piece of paper in my hand. I had put it in my wallet since when. After that, A Minh drove me home. He drove me to the industrial park and stopped at a motel by the river.