Pretty proprietress

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Looking at the somewhat dilapidated house before me, the excitement in my heart was indescribable. I had finally come to the city to work; from now on, I was a city dweller! I shouted this in my heart.
But to be honest, it was an extremely run-down place, even worse than our pigsty. A thick layer of torn plastic bags was piled on the dirty ground, soft underfoot, just like the dirt road at the entrance of our village after it had been soaked by rain. Other garbage was mixed in, and a pungent stench constantly emanated from it.
However, at this moment, this smell seemed a hundred times better than the smell of our pigsty, because here, I could earn five hundred yuan a month, which was undoubtedly an astronomical figure for a child like me who had grown up in the countryside.
"Erhu!" The boss's shout woke me from my reverie.
"Don't look around, this is where you'll work. The job is simple. Every day, you'll shred the old bags I collect on this machine, then give them to Lao Wang. He'll melt them down and make new bags. We've already agreed on the wages at the labor market. If you have any questions, just ask Lao Wang," the boss said, pointing to a man in his thirties with messy hair.
"Lao Wang, this is the new worker—Erhu. If he doesn't understand anything, you should mentor him. You've been with me for several years, so I trust you with him," the boss added to Lao Wang.
"Okay, boss, don't worry, I'll take care of him," Lao Wang replied with a smile.
And so, I settled into this dilapidated plastic factory. That evening, I met another worker—Dagang, a young man in his twenties who had been delivering goods during the day. He smiled at me when he saw the newcomer, seeming very kind. I smiled back, and that was how we became acquainted. After chatting for a while, I discovered he was actually from Yujiagou, a neighboring village, and hadn't been in the city for long. Seeing a fellow villager in this unfamiliar city made me feel instantly closer to him.
A few days later, I saw the landlady who had returned from out of town. Like the landlady, she was three or four years older than me, but they both seemed much younger.
To be honest, the landlady wasn't particularly beautiful, only above average. But whenever I saw her, my heart would pound, and my face would burn. In our village, I had never seen a woman like her. Her pants were so tight; every time she turned and passed by me, I could see a deep crease in her buttocks. My breathing became heavy.
Her waist was so slender, and when she walked, it seemed like her whole body was swaying, even her two full breasts trembled back and forth. I had also never smelled a woman as fragrant as her; every time I smelled her scent, my heart felt like it was on fire. But I dared not look at her, never. Afraid that my strange thoughts would betray my expression, I always answered the landlady with my head down when I spoke to her. She would always laugh at me, saying I was funny, like a shy young girl. Whenever this happened, I would work frantically, as if that could ease the awkward atmosphere.
A month passed like this, and I received the first money I had earned since I turned eighteen. Clutching the five crisp hundred-yuan bills tightly, I felt light as a feather, almost ready to fly. I carefully folded them and put them in my pocket, but then, still feeling uneasy, I took them out, wrapped them securely in a cloth, and stuffed them into my shirt pocket. Through the thin shirt, I could almost feel the hard banknotes pressed against my heart.
I didn't dare take a bus, fearing they would be stolen, so I ran to the post office more than ten miles away and sent four hundred and fifty yuan home, keeping only fifty yuan for myself for living expenses. I took the change the staff handed me (they deducted a few yuan for postage), neatly wrapped it in a cloth again, and ran back to the factory. Along the way, the sky seemed much bluer than before, and the air was exceptionally fresh. The ten-mile journey seemed to pass in the blink of an eye. I wasn't tired at all.
That night, the three of us workers lay on the large kang (heated brick bed) in the north room. Normally, I would fall asleep the moment I got on the kang, although I vaguely knew that Lao Wang and Da Gang would chat for a while before sleeping every day, but I never paid any attention. But today I was too excited to sleep, so I simply kept my eyes open watching them.
"Hey, what's wrong with Erhu today? Is he possessed? Why is he so energetic?" Lao Wang asked curiously, noticing my unusual behavior.
"Hehe, it's his first day getting paid, he's still excited. Come on, let's continue our conversation from last night," Da Gang said from the side.
Old Wang didn't answer. He first laughed smugly for a while, then said seriously, "Forget it, stop talking. You're just writing lewd things, you're corrupting Erhu."
"Come on, stop pretending. Erhu's old enough to be corrupted," Da Gang said disdainfully, then turned to me and said, "Erhu, today I'll teach you a 'Four Hards'—listen to this—the carpenter's hammer, the dragon's egg, the man's penis, the diamond drill." After saying that, he laughed heartily.
I'd never heard such a straightforward rhyme before, and I couldn't help but chuckle along with Da Gang.
Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Old Wang seemed a little anxious and loudly boasted, "Damn, that's all you know! There are also the Four Soft Things, the Four Fragrant Things, and the Four Stinky Things, do you even know them?"
Da Gang heard this and quickly turned his head to Old Wang, saying, "Alright, stop being so mysterious, just tell us, we're all listening."
I nodded repeatedly beside him.
Old Wang then became smug, coughed a few times, and then said proudly, "The Four Soft Things are—rotten persimmons and yellow rice cakes, and a woman's slender waist and cotton-padded bags."
Hearing this, Da Gang and I couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Hearing our laughter, Old Wang became even more smug, "And the Four Fragrant Things are—spring wildflowers and Maotai liquor, and a woman's tongue and braised pork."
Da Gang listened, almost laughing so hard he was breathless, still muttering to himself as if he wanted to memorize the whole thing.
I, however, found it very strange, even somewhat inexplicable. After holding back for a while, I couldn't help but ask Old Wang, "The first few things you mentioned all smell good, but what does a woman's tongue taste like? It's all spittle, how disgusting!"
Hearing my words, Old Wang and Da Gang were stunned for a moment, then burst into even louder laughter.
After laughing for a while, Old Wang said to me, "Damn, Erhu, are you from outer space? It's a miracle there are still people like you these days."
I vaguely felt that this involved something about men and women, but I really didn't understand. My family was poor since I was little, my mother was chronically ill, and I didn't even finish elementary school before helping with chores. I usually only interacted with the elders in the village; who would talk to you about these things? Tonight was the first time I'd heard something so risqué. In that instant, I felt a pang of self-loathing, as if asking such a stupid question was incredibly embarrassing.
Da Gang, having finished laughing, casually remarked, "Erhu's still just a little boy. When you get married, I'll cut off your wife's tongue, then you'll know whether it's sweet or not. By the way, Lao Wang, tell Erhu all your 'good' stories, consider it his enlightenment, haha."
Then, Lao Wang launched into a long string of risqué stories and dirty jokes, some subtle, some blatant. I listened, my heart pounding, and before I knew it, I felt a surge of heat, my penis hardening against the edge of the bed.
After a while, Lao Wang suddenly said mysteriously, "Want to see a spectacle later?"
Upon hearing this, Da Gang immediately perked up, rolled out of bed, propped himself up on his hands, and said to Lao Wang, "What's up? Did the boss do 'that' again tonight? How did you know?"
Lao Wang chuckled wickedly, "I saw it when the boss's wife was washing vegetables today. She hid something long under the basket. Even though it was wrapped in several layers of plastic bags, I'm sure it was bull penis. And after dinner, she gave the boss a bowl of soup in the inner room, which was definitely bull penis soup. Do you think a man wouldn't want it after drinking that?"
Hearing this, Da Gang trembled with excitement, the red bumps on his face seemingly glistening in the lamplight. He quickly jumped out of bed, hurriedly pulled on his pants, and said, "What are we waiting for? Let's go, it'll be over in a minute, what are you waiting for?"
Seeing how excited Da Gang was, Lao Wang seemed to be infected by it as well. He jumped off the bed and hastily put on his clothes. A quick glance revealed me still staring blankly at them, so he whispered to me, "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and get dressed, Brother Wang is going to show you something today."
Although I didn't quite understand what they were talking about, I vaguely felt it was related to that kind of thing between men and women, and I couldn't help but get excited. I slid off the kang (a heated brick bed) in a flash and quietly followed them out of the factory.
Our factory was in the suburbs, and the boss had rented a row of four rooms in one go. He separated the rooms into two sections by himself, one side serving as the factory and our dormitory, and the other side as the kitchen and his own living quarters. After leaving the factory, the three of us slipped along the corner of the wall to the fence.
Old Wang led the way, stepping on a basket of burlap sacks by the wall and nimbly vaulting over to the other side of the fence. Following closely behind, Da Gang also climbed over. I knew in my heart that sneaking off to the boss's house like this wasn't quite right, but a tangled mess of emotions stirred within me, making me itchy and restless. I followed, panting heavily, and jumped over too. As
soon as I reached the outermost room, I saw Lao Wang and Da Gang with their ears pressed against the window frame, their expressions extremely strange. Seeing their odd expressions, I felt a strange unease wash over me. I tried to calm my erratic breathing and, mimicking their actions, pressed my ear against the windowsill.
As soon as I did, I heard a series of sickly moans from a woman, interspersed with the boss's heavy breathing and the sounds of slapping flesh. Hearing these sounds, for some reason, a fire surged from my feet to my head. I trembled with excitement, my heart pounding in my throat, and my lips were so dry they felt like they were about to crack. I don't know how, but my hand unconsciously slipped inside my pants and gripped his penis, only snapping out of my daze when it started to hurt.
I instinctively glanced at Lao Wang and Da Gang, afraid they'd noticed what I'd done. But they hadn't noticed me at all; both of them were licking their lips incessantly, their fists clenched tightly, and like me, their bulges were prominently displayed below their waists. I relaxed and continued listening to the alluring sounds.
Gradually, the slapping sounds inside grew more rapid, and the boss and his wife's somewhat suppressed moans grew louder. My penis swelled with each slap, hard as if it were about to burst.
With a loud roar from the boss, my breathing stopped, and somehow, a stream of fluid spurted from the head of my penis, making my pants sticky. Strangely enough, as the intermittent spurts of mucus gushed out, my mind seemed to relax, and my whole body went limp. An indescribable feeling of comfort began to fill my entire body.
"Sigh! I still couldn't hold back. Was it too fast?" After a pause in my breathing, the boss's voice suddenly rang out.
"It's okay, it's already good enough. I feel very comfortable." It was the boss's wife's voice.
But for some reason, I sensed a strong sense of disappointment in her words.
Just as I was listening intently, I suddenly felt a hand pat my shoulder. I jumped back in fright.
Turning my head, I saw Old Wang waving at me, muttering something silently. Following his lip movements, I understood that he was saying, "Let's go, stop listening."
The three of us carefully jumped back over the fence and tiptoed back to the dormitory.
As soon as I entered, the sharp-eyed Da Gang noticed the wet patch on the front of my pants. He chuckled and said to Lao Wang, "Lao Wang, look, Erhu's oozing pus, hahaha."
Lao Wang immediately leaned over, and although I quickly covered it with my hand, he still noticed. Lao Wang laughed along with Da Gang, saying, "Hahaha, can't handle this? Is this the first time a virgin has slept like this?"
I was so ashamed I wanted to disappear. I quickly pulled down my pants, jumped onto the kang (heated brick bed), covered myself with the blanket
, and fell asleep... The next morning, as usual, I got up early to clean. I don't know who did this job before, but it's been my job ever since I arrived. I quickly swept the yard and neatly arranged the finished products from yesterday. Then I filled a basin with water, placed it on the broken stool in the center of the yard, and started washing up. Halfway through washing, I heard the door to the boss's room creak open.
I tilted my head and saw the landlady carrying a basin of water out of the house. She smiled at me and waved, a greeting in itself.
In that instant, I was captivated by her smile. And she had only casually put on a tight-fitting bra that morning. With her wave, her full breasts swayed. I was certain she wasn't wearing what city people call a bra, because there were two firm, protruding points on her chest.
I had never seen such an alluring body. The captivating moans from last night involuntarily resurfaced in my mind. Thinking about it, I began to feel hot all over, my mouth went dry, and I unconsciously swallowed a few times.
The landlady noticed me staring at her and started to feel a little uncomfortable. She looked around a few times, then lowered her head, only then noticing the two small bumps on her chest. A slight blush crept onto her face.
I just stared blankly at the landlady, completely unaware of how rude my behavior was. My mind was racing with thoughts: "The landlady's body is so alluring, and her face is so white, more delicate than any other woman in our village. Now it's flushed, like a big apple, so beautiful..."
Suddenly, I snapped out of it all. Looking at the landlady's blushing cheeks, I realized I had gone too far. I hurriedly lowered my head, unable to look at her any longer. I frantically grabbed the basin, trying to escape back into the house. In my haste, I forgot there was still a lot of water in the basin. With a splash, the water soaked my feet, soaking my entire trouser leg. I didn't care anymore and ran back into the house as if my life depended on it. I vaguely heard the landlady's melodious laughter behind me...
From then on, whenever I saw the landlady... I lowered my head even further, consciously avoiding her. But I found that the more I did this, the more she seemed to enjoy teasing me. She would always intentionally or unintentionally ask me to do this or that, and when she spoke to me, she was closer to me than before. Already feeling somewhat at a loss, the scent of her perfume made me even more flustered. I made a complete mess of everything.
I felt both afraid and hopeful about the landlady's actions. I was afraid that I might do something inappropriate again, but I also hoped that this somewhat intimate behavior between us could continue forever.
I didn't know how this unusual behavior between us would eventually develop. But what happened soon after made everything clear to me.
That was three months after I joined the factory. That day, the boss took the three of us workers to deliver a batch of finished plastic bags to a garment factory. The three of us rode a fully loaded tricycle, with the boss sitting on Da Gang's vehicle. The boss was always very careful with money; he personally collected all payments and never trusted us to bring them back.
Halfway there, the boss suddenly remembered he hadn't picked up the third supply contract he was supposed to sign. He immediately told us to stop and sent me back to get it for him—I was the youngest of the three workers, and usually, I was the one who did these errands.
Taking advantage of my physique honed in the countryside, I quickly ran to the factory. By then, it was already getting dark. I walked around the factory and found no one there, knowing the boss's wife had already gone back to her room.
I ran into the yard and called out through the fence, "Boss's wife, boss's wife!"
A moment later, the door opened, and the boss's wife came running out, responding. Seeing that I was alone, she asked curiously, "Hey, why are you the only one back? Where are the others?"
"The boss and the others are still on their way. He told me to come back and get the contract from you because I didn't pick it up," I replied.
"Sigh, what can I say about him? He's always so forgetful," the landlady muttered as she hurriedly ran into the house to get the contract.
I watched her turn and leave, my eyes filled with her swaying, alluring body, and I subconsciously swallowed.
Soon, the door opened again, and the landlady, holding a stack of contracts, rushed towards me. Perhaps she was too hasty, she tripped over something, stumbled, and fell to the ground.
"Landlady, what happened? Are you alright?" Seeing her fall heavily to the ground, my heart ached, and I quickly asked.
"It's nothing, it's nothing," the landlady slowly raised her head and replied, but the muscles in her face were contorted with pain. She used her hand to support herself against the wall and slowly stood up, limping as if she had twisted her ankle.
I quickly jumped over the fence, took her arm, and put my hand on her arm. Looking at her tightly furrowed brows, I was a little unsure of what to do.
With my support, the landlady slowly straightened up, and put her other hand on my shoulder, saying, "Erhu, I twisted my ankle. Help me back inside, and I'll feel better on the kang (heated brick bed)."
I practically carried half of her body as I helped her back inside. With half of my shoulder pressed against her soft chest, half of my body began to feel hot, and my heart pounded like a drum.
On the way from the yard to the inner room, I helped the landlady in almost the entire time, my legs trembling with nervousness.
After entering the house, I first helped the landlady to sit on the kang (a heated brick bed), then hurriedly wiped the sweat from my brow and asked, "Landlady, are you alright? Should we go to the hospital?"
The landlady took a few deep breaths to calm herself down, then looked up and said, "No need, it's not that serious. I just twisted my ankle. Go get some safflower oil, apply it and it'll be fine."
I turned and ran to the outer room, rummaged through the medicine box for safflower oil, and ran back to the inner room.
"It's on this foot," the landlady said, lifting her leg. "I can't reach it, can you help me apply the medicine?" she said, somewhat commandingly, yet also pleadingly.
I looked at her and noticed she seemed a little nervous too; as she spoke, she swallowed a few times, a thin line of saliva sliding down her slender, smooth neck.
I hesitated for a moment, then walked over to her, poured some safflower oil into my palm, and then lifted her injured leg, pressing my palm against her ankle. The moment I touched her ankle, I felt the warmth and smoothness of her skin, combined with the heat of the medicine, travel to my rough palm. A surge of emotion welled up inside me.
I took a few deep breaths and tried to ask in a steady voice, "Are you feeling better? Does it still hurt?"
"Much better. This medicine really works. A little more rubbing to let it penetrate a bit more will make it better."
Hearing the proprietress's slightly trembling reply, I felt even more excited and thrilled. For a moment, I even wanted to rub her like this forever.
"Erhu," the proprietress called me, but her voice sounded different than usual, with a cloying sweetness mixed in.
I looked up and saw that her eyes seemed strangely unfocused, and her face looked like it could burst with tears.
"What's wrong? Prostitute, did I hurt you?" I replied in a similarly trembling voice.
"No—it's nothing. You did a good job. It doesn't hurt as much now. I just wanted to talk to you."
"Oh…" I replied.
"You've been away from home for several months now, haven't you? Miss your boyfriend back home?" the landlady asked casually.
"No... I don't have a boyfriend," I answered hastily, continuing to rub my leg.
"Nonsense! Don't people in your village get married young? Who would believe someone your age still single?" the landlady said with a laugh, unconsciously raising her leg higher.
I looked between her legs and immediately saw her high, mysterious area, the bulge between her thighs seeming to possess an endless, magical allure. In an instant, I felt like I'd been struck by lightning; my arms trembled violently, my mouth went dry, and I couldn't speak, only shaking my head repeatedly in response to the landlady's teasing. My hand involuntarily left the injured area on her leg and began to stroke her smooth thigh. The more I touched it, the harder I felt my erection grow, throbbing in rhythm with my rapid breathing.
I don't know when, but the landlady's eyes closed, seemingly ignoring my somewhat excessive behavior. Suddenly, as my large hand moved upwards, she let out a low moan.
Hearing her alluring cry, I felt my blood rush to my chest. Biting my lip, I don't know where the courage came from, I suddenly jumped onto the bed, grabbed the landlady, not knowing what to do next, only feeling the fire burning within me. I held her tightly, my shoulders straining, as if trying to melt her into my body.
Suddenly, the landlady raised her head, offering her lips to my chapped lips. Before I could react, I felt an incredibly soft tongue swirling in my mouth. In that instant, my mind exploded, as if my whole body and the world were spinning. I had no thoughts, only instinctively sucking on her nimble little tongue. I didn't release her until she cried out in pain.
We stared at each other face to face for a long time, not knowing who made the first move, but then we hugged and kissed. This time, I took the initiative and stuck my tongue out. The landlady seemed even more excited than me, sucking even more greedily until I couldn't bear the pain anymore and she finally let go. Then, she leaned down onto the bed, pulling my body onto hers.
As soon as I pressed against her soft body, I was almost driven mad with excitement, my hands groping back and forth. I felt that every part of her body was so wonderful, and I didn't know where to start massaging. It wasn't until the landlady grabbed my hands and pressed them against her full breasts that I suddenly came to my senses and began to rub her high, firm breasts.
The proprietress moaned comfortably as she slipped her hand under my shirt and flicked my nipples a few times with her fingernails. I had never realized that men's nipples could be so sensitive; just those few touches made me feel like my whole body was about to explode, an intense pleasure. Before the pleasure could subside, the proprietress's nimble hand slid inside my pants and tightly gripped my hard penis.
When her hand grasped it, I couldn't describe the feeling. I felt like I was being electrocuted, my whole body convulsing from the inside out, an intense pleasure spreading from my penis throughout my entire body, an overwhelming surge of exquisite ecstasy. My whole body shuddered, and suddenly, gushes of semen gushed from the head of my penis. With each violent tremor, a massive amount of semen sprayed out, an unimaginable quantity. A large amount of sticky fluid clung to my penis and the little hand that was stroking it.
With a dozen or so tremors, my body gradually went limp, and I lay stiffly on top of the landlady, savoring the intense pleasure I had just experienced. But it was all too brief. Even someone like me, who had never experienced sex before, knew that it was probably shameful for a man to finish so quickly.
I looked at the landlady beneath me and stammered, "I'm sorry, I... I just couldn't control myself. Was it too fast?"
The landlady pulled her hand out of my pants and wiped the sticky fluid off it on the sheet, looking at me with a broad smile. "Silly boy, you even know what's good and bad! Hehe... It's okay, it's normal for men the first time."
I just smiled blankly at her. After a while, I suddenly came to my senses—I had come back to pick up the contract, and the boss was waiting for me on the way! Thinking of this, my throat suddenly felt clear, and the heat instantly subsided.
I nimbly climbed off the landlady's lap, jumped off the kang (heated brick bed), and said with my head down, "I...I still have to deliver the contract, I...I'll be going now."
With that, I picked up the contract, pushed open the door, went into the yard, splashed my face haphazardly in the basin outside, and shook the water off my clothes. Only then did I realize my crotch was wet. I quickly pulled the hem of my shirt out of my pants to cover the sticky mess, then picked up the contract again and waved to the window, "Landlady, I...I'm leaving."
Just as I reached the yard gate, I heard the landlady's voice behind me—"Erhu, your boss might not be back tonight after collecting the debts. If he really goes to his brother's house in the city, come over alone tonight. I...I have something to tell you."
Hearing the landlady's hint, I couldn't help but feel a flustered excitement rising within me. I quickly answered and turned to leave through the door. In my haste, I bumped my leg on the doorframe, letting out a cry of pain. I didn't care then, and rushed out, followed by the landlady's silvery laughter…
When I finally reached the landlady, breathless, he didn't seem too suspicious. He just casually asked why I'd been gone so long. I stammered that the landlady's wife had forgotten where she'd put the contract and had searched for ages before finally finding it. The landlady blamed himself for being careless and hadn't told me where the contract was before sending me back. That evening,
things turned out exactly as the landlady's wife had predicted. After collecting the money, the landlady sent us back on our own, telling us to tell her he'd gone to his brother's house in the city and that she shouldn't wait for him. The landlady was such a cautious person; after collecting payments, he would either immediately deposit them in the bank or put them with his brother in the city. Aside from paying our wages, the factory never had more than a thousand yuan in its coffers.
By the time we got back to the factory, it was completely dark. When I got into the dormitory, I found the table already laden with our dinner. To be honest, the boss's family was really good to us workers. They never delayed our wages, and the food was excellent. We ate basically whatever they ate, just like a family. So, thinking about what happened with the boss's wife that evening, I felt a little guilty towards the boss.
The three of us had been working hard all afternoon and were starving. We scrambled to sit down at the table, grabbing our steamed buns and taking bites.
Just as I sat down, Lao Wang slapped my chopsticks at me: "Stop grabbing! Go out and call out to the boss's wife that he won't be back tonight. Don't let her wait foolishly."
Normally, I would either have sent Da Gang along or muttered that I'd go after dinner. But today was different; I also wanted to take this opportunity to see the boss's wife! I didn't say anything, put down my chopsticks, and walked out the door, drawing strange looks from Lao Wang and Da Gang. They were probably thinking, "What happened today?"
Without thinking too much, I ran briskly to the fence, calling out repeatedly, "Boss lady, boss lady," my voice sounding much gentler than usual.
A moment later, the boss lady ran out of the house. Seeing me calling her, her face flushed slightly. Seeing her shy expression, I felt a little embarrassed too.
"The boss said he went back to the city tonight and told you not to wait for him," I whispered to her.
"Oh, I know," she replied softly, then added gently, "After Lao Wang and Da Gang are asleep tonight, come to my room. Tell me what
's wrong." I roughly knew what she meant and started to stammer, "Okay…I…I know, I'll…I'll come…I'll come over after they…are asleep." I couldn't even finish a sentence; excitement or anticipation made me incoherent.
Seeing my silly expression, the boss lady chuckled softly a few times before turning and going back into the house.
I just thought her smile was so beautiful, as if all the flowers in the yard bloomed with it. For a moment, I was stunned and stood there...
By evening, lying on the kang (heated brick bed), I was already burning with anxiety. For the first time in months, I hated Lao Wang and Da Gang's incessant chatter so much. Finally, when they were both asleep, it felt like centuries had passed.
I gently poked my head out from under the covers, carefully pulled on my pants, my heart pounding faster and faster, my whole body trembling with excitement. I breathed heavily, tiptoed to the door. The door creaked open with a jarring sound, particularly eerie in the quiet night. I jumped in fright, feeling a little guilty, and looked at the two sleeping figures on the kang. Seeing that they didn't react, I relaxed, slipped out of the room, and slowly closed the door behind me.
Once outside, I slipped along the corner of the wall, getting closer and closer to the landlady's quarters, my heart pounding faster and faster. My whole body trembled uncontrollably. As I climbed over the fence, my legs gave way, and I fell heavily to the ground with a thud.
Perhaps I made too much noise, for I heard the person inside roused. A rustling sound of clothes being put on came from the window, followed by the rattling of the door latch.
I jumped up instantly, my head filled with excitement. I ran quickly to the door, gave it a gentle push, and it opened. A woman's distinctive fragrance wafted into my nostrils. I looked at the landlady standing inside, too excited to say anything, only breathing heavily.
After a moment, she called out to me reproachfully and pulled me inside. Then she casually closed the door behind her. At that moment, I don't know where the impulsiveness came from, but before the landlady could react, I pulled her into my arms.
When my hand slid from her back to her incredibly firm buttocks, I was almost dizzy. I eagerly inhaled her alluring scent, my trembling lips frantically pressing against hers, which were also somewhat chapped. Now, I finally understood why Old Wang said a woman's tongue smelled sweet. That feeling was beyond description; it was a million times better.
I impatiently pried open her teeth with my tongue, hooking her tongue into my mouth, and then began to suckle desperately. In the darkness, the soft, sizzling sounds were so beautiful.
I don't know how long we cuddled and kissed, but I could feel the landlady's breathing becoming more and more rapid, her body burning hot, and I could feel the heat even through her thin clothes. She pulled my hand and moved towards the edge of the bed in the darkness. Along the way, her nimble little hands deftly unbuttoned my shirt, one button at a time. When we reached the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), she took off my shirt and then her own, holding me tightly. We both collapsed softly onto the kang.
The moment my bare chest touched her soft breasts, a tingling, numbing sensation washed over me. The stimulation sent goosebumps up my skin, and I was completely captivated by the landlady's soft, mysterious body. My hands instinctively gripped her full breasts tightly, until she let out a soft, slightly painful groan.
I was so excited I didn't know what else to do, while the landlady skillfully moved her tongue around in my mouth, while simultaneously reaching her hands to my waist. With a gentle twist, she unbuckled my belt. Then, she lifted her legs, bracing her toes against my belt, and with a push, pulled my pants and underwear down to my feet in one swift motion. My rock-hard penis, freed from my underwear, smacked me hard against my lower abdomen with a crisp "smack."
The landlady's smooth hands roamed over my body, each touch sending a pleasurable shiver through me. Finally, her hand slid down my waist, gently grasping my nearly fully erect penis.
This was only the second time a woman had touched me, yet the pleasure was still incredibly intense. I felt myself swelling violently from head to toe, like a fully inflated balloon about to burst. I was completely at a loss. Excitedly, a little fluid secreted from the glans, the slippery liquid making the landlady's stroking hands even smoother. I moaned softly against her, completely immersed in the pleasure.
The proprietress stroked my penis for a while, then suddenly increased the pressure, pulling it upwards. Forced by her action, I lifted my buttocks. Then, panting, she wrapped her legs around my waist and pulled my penis closer to her genitals. After the glans touched some hair, she gently lifted her hips…
Instantly, I felt my glans being tightly enveloped by a soft, slippery vaginal opening, the intense pleasure making me cry out. A light, floating feeling welled up, like drinking lots of honey, the sweet, delightful taste slowly spreading throughout my body.
The proprietress withdrew her small hand from my penis, instead covering my firm buttocks, then forcefully pressed down on my genitals. With a seductive moan, my large, erect penis slowly entered her body.
I can't describe the feeling; waves of intense pleasure spread from my penis throughout my entire body. My moans of "Oh, oh!" mingled with the landlady's soft groans, sounding particularly chaotic in the quiet night.
To be honest, this was different from what Old Wang usually described as fucking, because I didn't feel my penis actually going into her vagina as he described. To be precise, it slid into the landlady's vagina. The moment I entered her, there was absolutely no resistance. It was like a knife standing upright on lubricant; as soon as I let go, the knife naturally sank down on its own. Although the landlady's vagina was very tight, I entered without any effort. With the help of the large amount of slippery, sticky fluid secreted inside, I pushed my entire penis in easily.
I think men are all naturally gifted at this kind of thing; even I, with no prior experience, knew what to do next. I slowly moved in and out of her vagina, each stimulating thrust causing us to tremble and cry out.
Not long after, perhaps only a dozen or so thrusts, with another deep penetration, I felt my glans being gently sucked deep into her vagina, an unparalleled pleasure rapidly spreading from my genitals throughout my entire body. I roared, thrusting forward forcefully, my entire penis plunging in to the hilt. My cock began to throb irregularly deep inside her vagina, spurts of semen erupting from my urethra. Each ejaculation brought a wave of pleasure that surged through my body, each wave more intense than the last.
I don't remember how many times I ejaculated, only that the final ejaculation was the most powerful. My body trembled uncontrollably, feeling as if the semen was continuously gushing out like a fountain. Then, my body, swollen to its limit, exploded with a deafening roar. The explosive sensation from the pleasure made my whole body spasm. I couldn't help but let out a series of deep, beast-like growls from deep within my throat.
It took a long time for me to gradually recover from the post-ejaculation pleasure. I slowly calmed my breathing and limply rolled off the landlady. I lay quietly beside her, savoring the afterglow of the pleasure.
After resting for a while, I turned my head and found the landlady staring straight at me, her bright eyes seeming to see right into my soul.
"I...I think...I was too fast, wasn't I?" My words were already somewhat incoherent.
The landlady smiled at me, her sweet smile like a blooming flower. She rolled over, pressing her smooth body against mine, gently stroking my hair with one hand. "Silly boy, still a little boy, hehe, you've already done a great job. Your sister-in-law...you made me feel so good, really."
With each breath, a warm breath escaped from her mouth, tickling my face. I couldn't resist leaning in again and sealing her soft lips with mine.
The landlady kissed me affectionately, pulling my hand to her firm breasts. I greedily groped them, feeling as if her breasts possessed endless magic, I couldn't get enough of them.
As her breasts swelled and deformed in my hands, the landlady's body began to twist and writhe, emitting alluring moans... After a while, her hand once again reached down to my crotch, gently stroking my gradually erect penis.
With her skillful teasing, my penis began to swell and grow in her hands, quickly reaching its peak hardness, so thick that her delicate hands could hardly contain it. After stroking
it a few more times, the landlady propped herself up on the bed, rubbing her full breasts against my face, forehead, and nose, finally stopping at my lips. I felt a strange, sweet fragrance fill my nostrils. I couldn't resist sticking out my tongue, licking her hard nipples back and forth with the tip of my tongue.
After licking for a while, the proprietress seemed even more excited, and her alluring moans grew louder. She pinched her breast and kept shoving it into my mouth. Watching her excited actions, I seemed to be infected as well, opening my mouth wide and almost swallowing half of her breast.
"Ah..." With each joyful cry from the proprietress, her body on top of me writhed more violently. Her hand strokes became increasingly forceful, as if she wanted to rub my penis raw!
After doing this for a while, the proprietress switched to my other breast for me to suckle, while simultaneously lowering her head and teasing my chest with her nimble tongue.
That surging, excited feeling began to course through my body again. A powerful, intense lust spurred me to leap up, pinning the landlady beneath me. She seemed even more eager than I was; she impatiently spread her legs, placed her hands on my waist, her hips swaying rhythmically, her moans filled with anticipation, her expression utterly alluring. This
time, I didn't let her guide me. I grasped my hard penis, aimed it at her already welcoming vulva, and with a thrust, the entire length slid in.
God, the sensation of penetration was incredible. I felt my entire penis completely enveloped by her soft, slippery vagina. With each thrust, my penis and glans were rubbed and massaged by the warmth and tightness deep within her, making my whole body tremble.
I fucked her hard, my hands cupping her pink, white buttocks, wishing I could shove my balls inside her vagina. My penis thrust in and out of her wetness again and again. Each time the glans reached its deepest point, the landlady's moans grew louder, further stimulating my desire and making my thrusts even faster and more powerful.
The landlady's eyes were already narrowed to slits, her alluring gaze softening as she moaned beneath me, her snow-white skin beginning to blush pink. Her full breasts swayed passively with the force of my thrusts, her arms and legs clinging to me like an octopus, her slender waist twisting desperately to meet my movements.
I don't know how many times I did this, only that the sweat on our bodies was now tightly stuck together. The landlady's seductive moans had become somewhat hoarse, and the amount of fluid secreted from her vagina was unimaginable. With each thrust of my hard penis in and out of her vagina, I could even feel the cool sensation of the lubrication splashing onto my legs.
My mind went blank, my entire body overflowing with pleasurable sensation. Suddenly, with a forceful thrust, it felt as if I were breaking through the confines of her vagina into an even narrower space. The landlady trembled rapidly beneath me, her nails digging deep into my flesh as she gripped my back, her legs tense, her entire body stiff.
I felt my penis, from the base to the glans, being tightly enveloped by a layer of wrinkled, tender flesh, as if countless rings of flesh were sucking and releasing my cock, the exposed glans feeling as if it were being soaked in a pool of warm water. The intense stimulation spread rapidly throughout my body after entering through the urethral opening. With each tremor of the landlady's body, it felt as if she were holding my glans deep inside her vagina. This unparalleled pleasure made me cry out loudly.
Finally, with the landlady's continuous spasms, my semen began to gush from the base of my penis to the glans, a large amount of thick, white fluid spurting from the urethral opening, my body beginning to convulse like the landlady's. After several tremors, I finally ejaculated completely. I breathed heavily, opening my eyes to look at the landlady beneath me.
She, too, had just climaxed and was now completely collapsed on the bed, her strong thighs sliding down my waist. Her eyes were tightly closed, her brows brimming with intense desire. A fine bead of sweat rolled back and forth on her nose with each breath. The more
I looked at her, the more alluring she seemed. I couldn't help but hold her sweat-drenched body tightly, whispering in her ear, "Landlady...you...are so beautiful! I...I like...I like you."
The landlady's body visibly trembled upon hearing this. Although she didn't say anything, I knew her reaction was strong. Her arms tightened around me, almost suffocating me, as if she wanted to merge my body with hers. And so, without saying anything more, we embraced and fell into a deep sleep.
The next morning, as usual, I woke up just as dawn broke. I groggily prepared to jump off the kang (heated brick bed) to sweep the yard as usual. But when I glanced down, I found the landlady fast asleep beside me. In an instant, the memories of last night flooded my mind, making me feel like I was still dreaming.
I felt a little embarrassed to face her after what I'd done. So I gently lifted the covers and carefully put on my clothes, afraid of waking her.
But the soft noise I made still woke her. She slowly opened her eyes and saw me getting dressed on the kang. Perhaps recalling the absurd things that had happened last night, her face flushed slightly. Seeing her adorable expression of shame and embarrassment, my heart fluttered.
"Going out to work?" the landlady asked softly.
"Um..." I didn't know what to say, and just gave a dumbfounded reply. An awkward atmosphere filled the room.
In the silence between us, I finished dressing and whispered to her, "I...I'm going out." I was about to push open the door when
the landlady called from behind .
I stopped. "What is it, landlady?"
"From now on...from now on, when your boss...when your boss isn't here, you...you can come over..."
The landlady's voice trailed off, almost inaudible. I had to strain to hear her.
"Oh...I...I know," I replied nervously.
"Erhu, um...from now on, when it's just the two of us, don't call me landlady anymore, just call me Wang Xia, or Sister Xia."
"Okay," I replied, then pushed open the door and walked out.
As I climbed over the fence, I felt full of energy, my spirits seemingly much higher than usual. Back at our sleeping quarters, I saw Lao Wang and Da Gang still fast asleep; it seemed they hadn't noticed anything. I let out a long sigh, picked up the broom, and began another day of cleaning…
From then on, I felt as if I were trapped in an inescapable cycle of happiness and pain. Because the boss rarely had the chance to go out alone, I could only meet with his wife secretly during agonizing waits. Each secret meeting brought me immense pleasure, but the long wait afterwards plunged me into deep anguish.
Summer arrived, and the boss's wife dressed increasingly provocatively. Every time I saw her snow-white thighs peeking through her skirt, my heart felt like it was on fire.
Gradually, I grew bolder, starting to secretly touch and fondle her when the boss wasn't looking, and the gentle woman never refused my bold advances. She would only nervously glance around, afraid of being discovered…
Further on, I was no longer satisfied with this limited happiness; each secret touch on her body ignited an unbearable lust within me. This pent-up frustration, unable to be released for so long, finally exploded one day.
It was a day in August. The boss hadn't left the factory for two weeks. For a young man like me, who had just tasted the pleasures of women, such a long period without any release of desire was unbearable. That evening, the plastic shredder in the factory suddenly broke down. After turning on the power, the motor gears just whirred and idled, unable to drive the belt at all. The boss was anxious, and the three of us workers gathered around to study it.
As we were dismantling the machine, we heard the boss's wife calling from outside, "Zhongming (the boss's name), come quickly and help me peel these potatoes. I'm still cooking in the pan, and I can't get away."
"Okay," the boss replied, looking up at me, "Erhu, go help your sister-in-law. We don't need so many people here."
"Okay!" I answered in a trembling voice. My heart was racing, but to avoid arousing the boss's suspicion, I pretended to be calm and slowly walked out.
When I got to where the boss and his family lived, I saw the boss's wife hunched over in the kitchen, cooking. Her skirt was pulled up high, revealing a pair of snow-white legs.
I rushed forward and hugged her from behind, deftly slipping my hands inside her clothes to unhook her bra. Then I reached forward and pressed my hands against her full breasts, gently rubbing her slightly hardened nipples with my thumb and forefinger.
The boss's wife was startled, her body tensing up instantly. She only relaxed slowly when she turned around and saw it was me.
"Silly boy, stop fooling around. Can't you see Sister Xia is busy?" she said reproachfully.
"I don't care anymore, Sister Xia, I miss you, I really miss you so much," I whispered in her ear, as if being affectionate.
The landlady seemed moved as well. She turned off the gas valve, turned around, looked at me intently, and then leaned in to kiss me.
I sucked on Xia Jie's nimble tongue for a long time before letting go. I continued to caress her firm breasts with one hand, while the other hand guided her small hand inside my waistband, letting her grasp my already hard penis.
Xia Jie's hand had only stroked it a few times when I felt my desire flaring up again. I panted and said to her, "Xia Jie, I've been holding back for two weeks, let's do it?"
"No, there are other people in that room, what if we get caught? Listen to Xia Jie, there will be plenty of opportunities later, don't do this, okay?" the landlady pleaded.
I replied pitifully, "Sister Xia, I'm really so pent up, just once, let's hurry up."
"No...no, what if we get caught? Or...or, let me help you with my hand, okay?"
After struggling with the landlady for so long, my lust was finally bursting. I felt like I'd explode if I didn't do it now. I quickly grabbed her hand and pulled her to the door, making her hold onto the doorframe. I stood behind her and lifted her skirt up to her back.
"Sister Xia, I'll be done in the back, you just watch from the front, call me if anyone sees, we won't get caught." As I spoke, I roughly pulled her panties down to her ankles.
"No...no, really, what if someone sees..." the landlady said anxiously, but before she could finish, my penis had already thrust into her from behind.
"Ah..." As my large, hard penis forcefully penetrated from behind, the landlady involuntarily cried out, then immediately covered her mouth, afraid of being heard.
After days of pent-up desire, I was finally able to release it. I was incredibly excited and didn't care about anything else, just thrusting my body back and forth vigorously, my penis going in and out of the landlady's already wet vagina.
As my thrusts became stronger, her vaginal fluids increased, making my movements effortless. The landlady covered her mouth with her hand to prevent herself from making any noise. The room was silent except for the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh and the landlady's suppressed moans.
Perhaps due to the stimulation of the environment, we both felt the pleasure was more intense than usual. Not long after, I noticed Xia Jie's buttocks twist violently, and I felt a tightening sensation in her vagina. Immediately afterward, a low moan came from the landlady's mouth.
As she reached her climax, I felt my glans begin to swell, a tingling, numb sensation spreading throughout my body. I increased the speed of my thrusts, preparing to ejaculate all the semen I had accumulated over the past ten days into the landlady's body.
Just then, a shout came from the factory: "Xiaoxia, have Erhu bring the number four wrench from the drawer, we need it here."
The sudden voice startled us all, and the semen that had surged to the head of my penis receded like a tide. I held onto the landlady's waist and stopped thrusting.
The landlady gently shifted her body, sliding my penis out of her vagina. In an instant, a deep sense of loss washed over me.
The landlady pulled on her underwear, turned around and went back into the house to find the wrench. When she came out, she saw me still standing blankly in the outer room, my pants still down to my feet, my hard penis still stubbornly bouncing between my legs. She gently bit her lower lip, put the wrench in my hand with one hand, and gently tapped my forehead with the other.
"Silly boy, what are you standing there for? Go and take the wrench over first. Whatever it is, we'll talk about it when you come back."
It took me a while to realize the meaning behind Xia-jie's words. "Okay," I replied happily, quickly pulled up my pants, and dashed out. Behind me, I heard the familiar laughter of the landlady again.
I ran briskly into the factory, handed the wrench to the boss, and said, "Boss, the landlady has some work for me to do. If there's nothing I can do here, I'll go over."
The boss didn't suspect anything, took the wrench without looking up, and said, "Okay, go help out. We'll be enough for this. Oh, and tell her to cook more food; we might be busy a little late today."
"Okay," I replied, still pretending to be calm as I walked out.
When I got to the kitchen, the landlady was sitting in a chair, panting, her face still flushed. Fine beads of sweat on her forehead glistened under the light, making her look alluring and lovely. Looking at her captivating appearance, the fire that had subsided within me reignited. I rushed forward, eager to pull down her underwear.
"Slow down, don't rush," the landlady said. She lifted her buttocks to help me pull her panties off.
As the panties were slowly pulled down, the landlady's mysterious pubic area gradually came into view. Her labia majora, still swollen from her orgasm, were engorged with blood, and the sparse pubic hair couldn't cover the alluring opening. With her breathing, her labia majora opened and closed, occasionally revealing the bright red labia minora and the pink flesh at the entrance.
I swallowed, licked my dry lips, and slowly pressed my trembling body against the landlady.
I squatted down, supporting her legs with both hands, letting her lean back on the chair, then brought my penis to her, and with a thrust, it slid in smoothly.
The moment I entered her, the landlady let out a comfortable moan and closed her eyes, as if waiting for my onslaught.
I pressed my entire body against hers, letting her arms tighten around my waist. I pressed myself against her full breasts, kissing her cheeks repeatedly, while my penis began to thrust in and out, gradually increasing the speed. I could feel her vagina, still tight after her recent orgasm, was noticeably more so than usual. With each thrust, the friction between the vaginal walls and the glans was more intense, sending waves of pleasure through my body.
The landlady bit her lip tightly, her already small cherry-like mouth pressed even more tightly together. With each powerful thrust, she let out a series of ecstatic moans from deep within her throat. These suppressed moans were even more alluring than usual. I tried to penetrate deeper, and she cooperated by spreading her legs wider to allow for deeper penetration.
This clandestine lovemaking was far more intense than usual. Before long, the landlady's body tensed again, her already narrow vagina becoming even tighter. She seemed to suffocate, not breathing for a long time, her body trembling violently.
I felt my thrusting becoming increasingly difficult; the tight, enveloping sensation sent a burning spasm through my penis. A tingling, numbing sensation coursed through my body. I pushed a few more times inside her, then with all my might, I thrust my lower abdomen forward, and my semen gushed out deep into her vagina with each thud.
"Ah...ah..." The landlady let out a long sigh as the semen washed over her, letting out soft moans.
With each thrust of my penis, her moans grew more intense, as if in sync with the ejaculation. When I finished ejaculating, my pleasure reached its peak; my body remained limp for a long time before finally relaxing. I lay on top of her, breathing heavily, our bodies sticky with sweat and vaginal fluid. I gently stroked her hair, my other hand caressing her thigh. The landlady's eyes were closed, a blissful smile on her lips.
After a while, we both calmed down. I slowly pulled my still-erect penis out, making a "thud" sound from our genitals. I bent down and saw that the landlady's genitals were overflowing with white fluid, flowing down her legs and onto the chair, the thick liquid forming a patch.
The landlady noticed me looking at her private parts and playfully tapped me on the head. "Silly boy, what are you looking at? Hurry up and clean yourself up, then peel the potatoes. They'll be eating soon." As she spoke, she laughed sheepishly.
Having released my lust, I calmed down considerably. I went to the basin, washed myself with water, and then started peeling potatoes again. After a while, the landlady, having cleaned herself up, came over to help me. I turned to look at her still-flushed face, feeling a surge of happiness. Neither of us spoke, just silently peeling potatoes. In that instant, I wished time could stop, so we could stay immersed in this blissful feeling forever.
Since that daring attempt, my audacity grew, and I frequently entangled myself with the boss's wife during work breaks. After several unsuccessful attempts to refuse me, she tacitly approved of my bold behavior. We almost brazenly had sex in secluded corners, nearly getting caught several times.
The most dangerous time was one morning when I came out to clean and found the boss's wife washing up on the other side of the fence. Overcome with lust, I didn't think twice and quickly climbed over, penetrating her with her half-hearted resistance. After a few thrusts, we heard footsteps inside the house; we knew the boss had gotten up. Terrified, I quickly pulled out my penis, pulled up my pants, climbed back over the fence, and hid in the factory for a long time, too afraid to come out…
I knew that this clandestine lifestyle would eventually lead to trouble, but deep down I hoped that day would never come. Perhaps fate hadn't intervened, because my greatest fear still came true.
It was a very ordinary day, I think it was a Thursday. The boss collected the money as usual, and seeing that it was getting late, he delivered it to his brother's house in the city as usual. I waited anxiously until Lao Wang and Da Gang were fast asleep, then slipped away to the boss's wife's place,
knowing exactly where to go. I quietly walked to the room that brought me endless pleasure, pushed open the door, and in the dim moonlight streaming through the window, I saw the boss's wife's exquisitely sculpted body on the kang (heated brick bed), and my heart began to race again. After many trials, I was no longer the naive little boy I once was. I was no longer unfamiliar with
the place, no longer flustered; I calmly straddled the boss's wife, skillfully inserting my penis once more. Although her genitals had been cultivated countless times, each insertion still made me tremble with excitement. I lifted the boss's wife's buttocks and began to thrust rapidly; soon, a large amount of her vaginal fluid flowed down her thighs onto my hand.
"Is it good, Sister Xia?" I asked gently in her ear.
The landlady didn't answer me, but simply clung tightly to my neck, moaning and nodding slightly.
"Tell me, is it comfortable?" I continued, enunciating each word with a forceful thrust.
"Ah...ah...comfortable...ah, comfortable," the landlady finally cried out, unable to bear the intense pleasure of my thrusts.
Watching her moan beneath me, I felt a surge of pride. My penis moved faster and faster, until she was completely limp before I paused, slowly pumping to regain my strength.
"Erhu, haven't you come yet? You're getting better and better; sometimes it's a bit much," the landlady said wearily beneath me. "
Sister Xia, I'm so tired, you can be on top," I replied breathlessly.
With a roll, I brought the landlady on top. She lifted her hips, gently grasped my still-erect penis, aligned it with her vagina, and slowly sat down.
I hadn't expected her stamina to be so poor. After only a short while, she collapsed onto me, panting heavily. "Erhu, I'm so tired too, let's rest for a bit?"
I was in the middle of it all, and her sudden pause left me hanging in mid-air, feeling incredibly uncomfortable. I simply used both hands to support her buttocks and began thrusting rapidly from below.
The landlady was almost driven to a state of ecstasy by my sudden movements. She began to moan loudly again, and her vagina started to contract violently, gripping my penis with incredible pleasure. My speed increased, each thrust producing a series of sounds. The landlady seemed to be on the verge of fainting; her eyes were tightly closed, and even her moans became softer, but the amount of vaginal fluid inside her increased, flowing down her vagina and onto my lower abdomen.
Slowly, I also reached my climax. I thrust a few times with all my might, roared, and raised my buttocks high, ejaculating thick streams of semen into her uterus.
After the climax, we embraced, only catching our breath after a long while. I slowly steadied my breathing, gently lowering the landlady off me. I stretched out one arm, letting her rest her head on it, and stroked her back with the other. The landlady nestled obediently in my arms, quietly enjoying the sense of security I felt from her back, occasionally letting out a satisfied hum. After cuddling for
a while, a question suddenly popped into my head. I lowered my head and whispered in her ear, "Sister Xia, I always ejaculate inside you. Will that cause any problems?"
Hearing my question, the landlady looked up at me gently, saying in a tone that was both reproachful and teasing, "Silly boy, it took you so long to remember? I thought you didn't know, haha."
"You dare call me silly boy? Didn't I tell you to call me husband?" I said, feigning annoyance, while playfully tickling her smooth waist. Actually, deep down, I was still quite puzzled—I really didn't understand what city people were thinking, liking to call their men "husband." But I must say, the way she addressed me was quite intimate, and it sounded rather sweet.
The landlady squirmed in my arms, trying to avoid my tickling, while pleading, "Okay, honey, honey, I was wrong, I won't do it again."
We joked and played around for a while, then she suddenly looked at me with deep affection and whispered beside me, "Actually, I was afraid something might happen, but every time you make me weak all over, and before I could even refuse, you ejaculated inside me. Later, as we spent more time together, I don't know why, but slowly, I stopped being afraid, and instead, I even wanted to have your child."
Hearing this, I felt a strange surge of emotion welling up inside me. I hugged the landlady tightly, holding her close for a long time.
"How about you divorce your boss? I... I want to marry you," I said, mustering my courage.
The landlady looked up at me, her voice filled with resentment, "No, please don't do this. We've already done *that*, and I've already wronged Zhongming so much. You know, he's really good to me. He always indulges my whims and is so caring. If it weren't for my impotence, I wouldn't be involved with you. If I were to divorce him now, I'd be so heartless. Erhu, please understand Xia-jie, okay?"
"I…" I managed to utter one word before a smooth little hand covered my mouth.
"Don't say anything more, I know everything," the landlady said softly. "Erhu, if I get pregnant with your child, Zhongming probably won't suspect anything. He'll definitely think it's his own. You know how unfair that is to him! I can't be so heartless anymore. Please, let's stay in this situation, okay?"
I sighed deeply and didn't say anything more. I just hugged her tightly, and before I knew it, we both drifted off to sleep.
Just as I was drifting off, a sharp pain shot through my body, jolting me awake.
I opened my eyes in a daze, only to find the boss standing by the kang (a heated brick bed) in a rage, his facial muscles contorted in fury, looking terrifying and ferocious. He was frantically whipping my body with a wooden plank, each strike making a crisp "crack" sound.
"You fucking bastard, doing this behind my back! I must have been blind to not see you like this!" the boss roared almost maniacally, the plank raining down on me like a tidal wave.
I didn't have time to wonder why the boss had returned at this hour; I hurriedly jumped up, dodging his blows while frantically putting on my clothes.
At that moment, the boss's wife also woke up and saw me struggling under the plank. The heavy plank struck me hard, occasionally drawing a trickle of bright red blood.
"Zhongming...Zhongming, listen to me..." the landlady cried out in fear, "This isn't Erhu's fault, it's my fault...I'm sorry, it's all my fault. Hit me if you want." Her voice, choked with sobs, sounded so pitiful. As she spoke, she knelt down beside the boss.
But the boss, as if possessed, ignored the landlady's pleas and continued to hurl insults at her as the wooden board rained down on her. Gradually, my numb body became less agile, and my dodging movements slowed. Excruciating pain shot from my limbs throughout my entire body. I crouched on the ground, clutching my head, letting the board strike me heavily. Slowly, my consciousness grew increasingly hazy, and I finally passed out...
When I woke up, the room was empty. I struggled to my feet, afraid something might have happened to the landlady, after all, the now-violent boss was capable of anything. But when I stumbled and searched the entire house, I found the factory and the living quarters completely empty, as if the whole world had abandoned me. I searched frantically, but all I saw were cold walls and empty rooms.
I sat blankly on the cold kang (heated brick bed), my mind a complete blank. The stark contrast between heaven and earth in a single day left me disoriented. The physical pain was nothing compared to the intense fear of abandonment. I just sat there, doing nothing, feeling as if I was about to lose Sister Xia.
That immense fear almost suffocated me. I had grown accustomed to her presence; without her, my world had lost all meaning. Thinking back to the days and nights we spent together, to her every smile and gesture, my heart was enveloped in a piercing pain.
It started to get dark. I didn't know how long I had sat there, only that with each passing moment, my heart grew colder. I gradually realized that I might never see that gentle and lovely Xia Jie again. Finally, I gave up.
As I staggered out the door, I took one last, unforgettable look at this place before turning away. Under the moonlight, my figure receded further and further into the night…
Perhaps fate is fair; when you lose one thing, something else will naturally compensate you. In the following days, I remained in a daze. For some reason, I inexplicably bought a lottery ticket at the lottery station. The numbers were 05, 06, 11, 16, 18, 23, 30. The first four numbers were Xia Jie's and my birthdays; the last three were the dates I first met her, first gained her, and ultimately lost her. Subconsciously, it seemed this lottery ticket was proof of our love, a vessel for my longing.
Two days later, I suddenly saw on the park's big screen that I had won the lottery. At that moment, I couldn't describe the feeling. I didn't experience the ecstatic joy others felt after winning. In my mind, I would rather trade those five million for my sister Xia. Without her, I felt like there was nothing left in this world worth cherishing.
A week later, I returned to the suburbs, bought the plastic factory where I used to work, and repeatedly offered a million-yuan reward to the landlord, demanding he tell me the whereabouts of the boss and Sister Xia. But I was still disappointed. Watching the landlord chuckle foolishly as he counted his money, I even started to envy him—the boss had paid him a year's rent but disappeared after only six months, leaving behind several machines.
Now, this country bumpkin had bought his dilapidated houses for three times the price. He certainly had reason to be happy. But now I had more money than him, so what did I have to be unhappy about? I tried to comfort myself, but my heart remained heavy.
From that day on, every morning I sat at the door, gazing at the road ahead. Every time the bus stopped at the bus stop, my heart would race uncontrollably. But watching unfamiliar figures get off the bus, my heart sank deeper and deeper.
Finally, one day, after yet another setback, I couldn't contain my grief any longer. I started screaming wildly, running aimlessly into the distance, tears blurring my vision.
I don't know how far I ran, but I tripped over a large ditch and fell heavily to the ground. I simply lay there, sobbing and screaming, as if trying to release all the pent-up emotions of the past few days. Gradually
, I calmed down and returned to reality. I decided to give up; waiting like this was pointless. I slowly got up, shook off the dust, and walked back to pack my bags to go back to my hometown. Now that I had money, it was time to take care of my parents who had worked so hard for half their lives.
As I slowly approached the factory, a familiar figure filled my eyes. I was stunned, overjoyed, staring at the woman I had longed for day and night, and walked towards her in a daze.
"Sister Xia, is it you? Is it really you?" I asked in a trembling groan, hardly able to believe what I was seeing.
"It's me, silly boy, it's me..." Sister Xia's face was already covered with tears.
"Sister Xia, Sister Xia, you're back, you're finally back! Do you know how hard I've waited for you?" I choked out, hugging her tightly, tears instantly overflowing from my eyes, streaming down my cheeks and onto her shoulder.
Sister Xia cried as she said, "That morning, Zhongming forcibly dragged me away. He fired Lao Wang and Da Gang, then dragged me to his brother's house. We had a huge fight, and I came to find you the next day, but no one was at the factory. I thought something had happened to you, and I was so scared that I searched all the hospitals, but I couldn't find you."
Hearing this, I didn't say anything, but just hugged her even tighter. And so, we quietly embraced, everything unspoken…
Many years later, I asked my beloved wife why she had fallen for me, this silly country boy.
She rolled her eyes at me and said, "Who knows? I wonder myself, what was I so blind to have fallen for you?" She chuckled to herself.
After a moment, she looked up at me, gazing at me with deep affection. "You know what?" she said, "Back then, every man I met looked at me as if they wanted to devour me. Only you, this silly boy, wouldn't even look at me. You'd even blush when you talked to me, hehehe."
She continued, laughing, "But I could sense that you were an honest and kind person. A man like you makes me feel safe and secure. And so, I fell for you without even realizing it. I don't know why, but if I don't see you for a day, I feel like something's missing..." Her voice trailed off, and her head slowly lowered.
I gently pulled my wife into my arms, and she nestled against me.
I said tenderly, "My dear wife, do you know? You'll always be that young and beautiful boss lady in my heart. I'll love you for the rest of my life."
I whispered in her ear, then slowly pressed my lips to her soft ones.

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