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Zhang Haoran, a young man who had graduated from university less than a year ago, was delighted by his elders for successfully passing the county's
civil service exam. He had always excelled academically and
possessed striking good looks; now, as a civil servant, his future seemed limitless.

Because Zhang Haoran was among the youngest in the municipal government, everyone called him Xiao Zhang. He
was an ordinary staff member in the Investment Promotion Section of the County Development and Reform Commission, and his face still showed
some youthful innocence from his recent graduation.

"Xiao Zhang, I need to go to the subdistrict office to confirm the project documents. I'll be back soon," said
Tang Yinyin, the section chief who shared an office with Xiao Zhang.

"Okay, Sister Yinyin," Xiao Zhang replied casually. Since Tang Yinyin was only 26 years old and had been married for just over a year, her thinking wasn't like
some of the older staff in the municipal government.

This was a basic office in the municipal government, about the size of a standard room. Two desks
were placed one in front of the other. Normally, the section chief should sit in the inner part of the office near the window, but because Tang Yinyin
was easily chilled, and the central air conditioning vents were located further inside, Xiao Zhang and Yinyin
switched places.

Tang Yinyin was a beautiful and charming woman with long, smooth, black hair casually tied
back with a hair tie. Although she always wore a neat office lady outfit—a light blue shirt and a
gray slightly fitted skirt that barely covered her knees—she hadn't changed much since Xiao Zhang first saw her.
However, her always-shiny flesh-colored stockings paired with high heels still accentuated Yinyin's clearly curvaceous
figure.

Xiao Zhang was assigned to Yinyin's department as soon as he entered the municipal government. He was naturally pleased that his boss was a great
beauty , not much younger than him, and gentle and considerate.

Xiao Zhang had been working under Yin Yin for over a month. Seeing her from Monday to Friday
always made him feel very comfortable, but a sense of loneliness would creep in on weekends. Today was the end of another
week Xiao Zhang stared blankly at Yin Yin's retreating figure, holding her folder.

Every weekend night, Xiao Zhang would think of Yin Yin, wondering
what . He was genuinely curious, but Yin Yin always dressed the same way.

A young man who had recently graduated from university had an insatiable desire for the mature female form.
Since , Xiao Zhang's sleepless nights were filled with fantasies about Yin Yin and the accompanying
excitement.

But with Yin Yin's departure, on this Friday morning, Xiao Zhang unexpectedly found himself
experiencing the loneliness that usually accompanied the weekend, and his mind was now filled with fantasies.

Xiao Zhang noticed his pants involuntarily swelling. A
young man whose semen was constantly being deprived of release was bound to experience this embarrassing situation from time to time.

Xiao Zhang stood up, walked over, gently closed the door, returned to his seat, turned on his computer, and
opened a hidden folder on his D drive. A typical male college student knows the endless pleasure Japanese AV
can bring, and Xiao Zhang was no exception. Although he worked in the city government,
his unsatisfied physical desires constantly drove his thoughts. Even though he knew he shouldn't
store such obscene content on his office computer, his heart felt incredibly empty.

Xiao Zhang double-clicked on a file named "Hisshime" (尻姬). The screen displayed a
Japanese woman whose appearance bore a striking resemblance to Yin Yin, but compared to Yin Yin, this woman lacked something.
Perhaps her skin wasn't as fair and radiant as Yin Yin's, or perhaps her lips weren't as full
and sensual. Perhaps it was simply because Yin Yin was real, someone he knew, someone he could reach.
Unbeknownst to Xiao Zhang, the Japanese woman on the screen had completely transformed into Yin Yin's likeness in his eyes.

Suddenly snapping out of his daze, Xiao Zhang quickly tapped the "x"
button in the upper right corner of the screen.

"Huh... Yin Yin, why are you back?" Xiao Zhang looked up and saw Yin Yin hurriedly enter
the office , slamming the door shut behind her.

Xiao Zhang suddenly realized that Yin Yin had come in completely soaked. "Yin Yin, what's wrong
?" Xiao Zhang asked with concern, his pupils gradually dilating.

At this moment, apart from her face, Yinyin's shirt and skirt were completely soaked. The usually
plain light blue shirt clung tightly to her beautiful body,
revealing the outline of her full, high breasts for the first time to Xiao Zhang. Due to the summer
fabric after being wet, and the fabric clinging to Yinyin's chest failed to properly
protect her breasts, subtly revealing the style of her pink bra.

It was a very ordinary bra; although not small, it didn't fully cover Yinyin's full breasts.
The deep cleavage between the top quarter of her breasts told Xiao Zhang what Yinyin's breasts might look like. And the pink
color only added fuel to the fire.

Xiao Zhang's breathing became erratic, but his eyes were fixed on the erotic scene before him, the
scene he had dreamed of.

"Xiao Zhang, I got drenched by the water truck!" Yin Yin said, somewhat annoyed. "It's my own fault for being careless.
I was so focused on the materials that I didn't watch where I was going."

"Xiao Zhang, where's my bag?" Yin Yin asked in a panic. "Over here, Sister Yin Yin." Xiao Zhang pointed to
the cabinet behind his desk, his heart pounding. Yin Yin should know that she usually
kept her bag in this cabinet, but in her panic, she didn't know what to do.

Yin Yin rushed to the cabinet. At this moment, Yin Yin's back was finally revealed to Xiao Zhang's view.
The slightly fitted gray skirt clung to Yin Yin's buttocks. Yin Yin's buttocks were so
round plump, and the high, perky peaks had a fatal attraction. Although the wet skirt didn't have
the sheer effect of a shirt, its stickiness was even stronger. A part of it was deeply embedded between Yin Yin's
buttocks , and this alluring cleft further accentuated the size and beauty of Yin Yin's buttocks. Combined with Yinyin's slender
waist , this alluring curve tempted Xiao Zhang's still somewhat immature senses.

"Sister Yinyin, you can change here, I'll go out first." Xiao Zhang let out a deep breath, and without
waiting for Yinyin's reply, turned and walked towards the door.

Just as Yinyin turned her head to reply, she saw Xiao Zhang closing the office door from the outside.

Yinyin knew from her body's instincts that she had accidentally exposed herself today, but luckily, this little brother Xiao Zhang
was quite well-behaved; he only glanced at her and then obediently left. Yinyin couldn't help but feel that Xiao Zhang was a trustworthy
subordinate, or perhaps a friend.

Seeing Xiao Zhang leave, Yinyin could no longer bear the uncomfortable feeling of her clothes sticking to her body. Before even
taking her handbag out of the closet, she began to take off her clothes.

At this moment, the office door that had just closed quietly opened a crack again.

Yinyin quickly began to undress. Her shirt came off, and Yinyin's snow-white back skin was fully exposed
to Xiao Zhang's view at the door. As Yinyin put her hands behind her back and unhooked her bra, Xiao Zhang's eyes began
to burn with desire. To make it easier to remove her bra, Yinyin leaned slightly to the side. However,
because her breasts were round and high, the lower half of her white, tender flesh was already visible through her armpits to Xiao Zhang's eyes.

Yinyin, of course, didn't notice Xiao Zhang, who was burning with desire outside the door. She took off her bra and placed it directly on Xiao Zhang's
desk , then hurriedly turned to the side and pulled down the zipper on the left side of her short skirt. Yinyin frantically
pulled down her already soaked short skirt, which seemed to be resisting her, clinging tightly to her large,
beautiful buttocks . Perhaps it was because it was reluctant to give up, lingering on the elasticity and comfort of the flesh inside. But this resistance
was no match for the reality that it was just a short skirt. As Yinyin pulled, the dazzling
spring scenery was slowly exposed to the air from top to bottom.

Outside the door, Xiao Zhang's breathing became heavy, and his body trembled slightly. He knew that peeping in the
office corridor was easy to be caught, but
the sight of his earlier fantasies coming true made him unable to control himself; he was willing to take the risk. Little by little, one-fifth,
one-third, more than half, all of it. Yin Yin's long, beautiful leg lifted, extending beyond her short skirt.

The lift of her leg made Yin Yin's plump buttocks even more alluring than under normal gravity. The slight
upward lift made the fleshy part of Yin Yin's buttocks appear more prominent, creating a
captivating scene.

Yin Yin was wearing simple, flesh-colored underwear. Because of the flesh color, when Yin Yin first took off her skirt, Xiao
Zhang almost thought she was naked from the waist down. However, the
irregular wet stains on her underwear, reflecting the light, reminded Xiao Zhang that Yin Yin was still the voluptuous yet proper section chief. The underwear wasn't small, but because
Yinyin's buttocks were much larger and more perky than average, inevitably about a fifth of her buttocks weren't
properly covered and were exposed. Moreover, Yinyin's underwear was completely soaked. These flesh-colored underwear were
usually made of highly absorbent material, and now that it was completely wet, the fabric near the legs had involuntarily
shrunk into Yinyin's buttocks, exposing most of her two plump, snow-white buttocks.

Yinyin seemed a little uncomfortable from the tight underwear, her buttocks wiggling slightly. Even these two
swaying movements made Xiao Zhang, watching from outside the door, almost pop his eyes out. Those two buttocks swayed in the air with
a very small amplitude, but rebounded with a larger tremor the moment they landed.
The elasticity of Yinyin's buttocks and the possibly wonderful feel of them were deeply etched into Xiao Zhang's mind.

Suddenly, Yinyin's hand appeared behind her, exploring down to her flesh-colored panties. She extended
her finger, slipping it inside the upper part of the panties, which were still partially covered, and slowly pushed
the wet panties down her buttocks to their normal position. Xiao Zhang's gaze
followed finger downwards, finally reaching her wet, swollen vulva.

An untimely "click" sounded as the door opened. Startled, Xiao Zhang jolted awake,
catching a glimpse of someone about to leave the next office.

His thoughts snapped back to reality, his heart clenching. He turned sharply towards the restroom
, but his nervousness made his movements clumsy, and his elbow accidentally bumped into the already ajar office
door. The force of the impact caused the door to open about a third of the way. Although Xiao Zhang realized
his mistake in his panic, he could only hurry towards the restroom, having no time to consider anything else
.

Yinyin felt the office door open and panicked. She was shirtless, wearing
only a soaking wet pair of underwear, and hadn't even taken a change of clothes from the closet. Someone had been
peeping at her while she undressed! The thought of being half-naked, soaking wet, with only half a pair of underwear covering her most intimate area,
her back, thighs, exposed buttocks, even the way she adjusted her underwear, all exposed to
someone else , made Yinyin's face flush instantly. In her panic, she could only use one hand to cover her breasts and
the other to shield her less-than-perfectly covered genitals as she walked towards the door.

Yinyin leaned against the wall of the office door and pushed it shut. A thought flashed through her mind: "
Could it be Xiao Zhang? He just went out too. I thought he closed the door." Yinyin immediately
stood behind the door and peeked out. The embarrassment and anger of being seen changing clothes were intertwined;
she desperately wanted to know who was spying on her.

Outside, Xiao Zhang walked quickly, already turning into the restroom.
Meanwhile, Section Chief Yu from the next department, who had just left, was jogging towards the restroom, looking very anxious. Yinyin peeked out and saw Section
Chief Yu's slightly hurried back.

A

series of knocks sounded on the door. "Sister Yinyin, are you dressed yet?" It was Xiao Zhang's concerned voice. Yinyin
was already wearing a spare white shirt and a light brown office lady skirt.

"Alright, Xiao Zhang." Yin Yin was still basking in the embarrassment of being spied on while changing clothes by Section Chief Yu, and
sat somewhat absentmindedly behind her desk.

"Sister Yin Yin? Is something wrong?" Looking at Yin Yin's expression, Xiao Zhang could naturally guess what was going on,
but he wondered if Yin Yin had realized that he was the one who had been spying on her.

"It's nothing, Xiao Zhang. Why don't you drive me to the neighborhood office?" Yin Yin hadn't regained her usual
radiance. Although being spied on made her angry and ashamed, for some reason, she was
curious about the voyeur's opinion of her exposed body. Yin Yin shook her head and stood up.

"Of course, no problem, Sister Yin Yin, let's go. It's almost ten o'clock, it'll be noon if we don't go soon."

Xiao Zhang was overjoyed at Yin Yin's invitation. He had already felt
lonely and the interruption of his wet striptease made him even more eager to stay by her side and see if he
could find a chance to admire the beauty of her body again.

With that, Yin Yin led Xiao Zhang out to the neighborhood office.

11:25 AM. Yin Yin and Xiao Zhang walked out of the neighborhood office with their documents. Yin Yin took out her phone and glanced down
at it .

"It's getting late, Xiao Zhang. Why don't you come home with Sister Yinyin for a quick meal?" Yinyin
invited Xiao Zhang with a smile. The gloom of the morning seemed to have vanished with the completion of her work tasks.
Under the summer sun, her face, slightly sweaty, radiated her usual glow.

"How could I possibly accept that, Sister Yinyin?" Xiao Zhang was feeling downcast because he hadn't seen a glimpse of spring at the neighborhood office.
The morning's experience had been quite a shock to him, so much so that even after more than an hour, his
penis was still swollen in his pants due to prolonged arousal. Hearing Yinyin's invitation, he couldn't help but feel
excited.

"What's there to be embarrassed about? My partner isn't home either, so you don't need to be shy. Come on, it's nearby,
only a 10-minute walk."

"Then I'll trouble you, Sister Yinyin, hehe..." Xiao Zhang's heart was filled with joy.

Yinyin lived on the fourth floor of a six-story building in the Biyue residential area. According to national regulations, only
buildings must have elevators. "Xiao Zhang, you'll have to climb the stairs now," Yin Yin said, starting her climb first.
Xiao Zhang followed behind, looking up to see that Yin Yin's light brown skirt was a
size smaller than the one she wore that morning, ending mid-thigh. It was made of a soft, form-fitting material, and her
flesh-colored stockings, soaked with sweat, revealed her long, full, and fair legs. Because the skirt was a size smaller,
it hugged her figure more tightly, highlighting the alluring curves of her ample hips.
The lower part of the skirt had pleats, but because Yin Yin's hips were so large, the pleats clung to her buttocks with tension as she
climbed the stairs, creating a series
of wrinkles.

Reaching the corner on the first floor, the midday sun shone directly through the window onto Yin Yin on the stairs.

Xiao Zhang followed closely, afraid of missing any of the spring sunshine. As Yinyin turned around, Xiao Zhang
felt a strong stimulation, his blood rushing to his head, and even his nose started to itch.

Under the direct sunlight, Yinyin's short skirt underwent a dramatic change, the illuminated area appearing
completely transparent. The light brown hue of the skirt barely covered Yinyin's buttocks, offering no concealment whatsoever.

"Bare bottom!!! Sister Yinyin is bare bottom!!!" Xiao Zhang couldn't believe
what he was seeing, but then he understood. It was normal for Yinyin to have a change of clothes in the office, but
what about underwear? Everyone keeps a set in their office, and the fact that Yinyin wasn't even wearing stockings was already a sign
.

Xiao Zhang stared wide-eyed at Yinyin's plump buttocks. His heart was pounding, and he didn't
care whether his burning gaze would attract Yinyin's attention; he just didn't want to miss a single
detail.

Yinyin's buttocks were so beautiful, large, and high, their entire outline exuding
the opulent feel of a Renaissance painting. A deep cleft between her buttocks accentuated
the size and allure of her hips. This cleft acted like a powerful magnet, drawing Xiao Zhang's eyes, stirring his
heartstrings, and enticing his penis, despite the resistance of his pants, to gaze intently at Yin Yin's buttocks.

Xiao Zhang's gaze followed Yin Yin's hips downwards, wanting to peek into her most crucial and mysterious area—the alluring sight he had had the chance to see that
morning but had been interrupted. However, the pleated design at the bottom of Yin Yin's short skirt
revealed the designer's true intention: to conceal her private parts!

But because Yin Yin's large buttocks seemed rather large for the skirt, the pleats would occasionally
stretch and cling to her buttocks. At each moment of contact, Xiao Zhang would strain his eyes
to find traces of her vulva below her groin. Step by step, the two walked upstairs, first floor, second floor, third floor.

At this moment, Xiao Zhang's breathing became rapid. It was Yin Yin's pubic hair; a small, dark tuft of pubic hair
finally came into Xiao Zhang's view under the light. Faced with this sudden, intense stimulation, Xiao Zhang was so excited that
his nose started bleeding.

Yin Yin naturally noticed Xiao Zhang's burning gaze from below. She knew she wasn't wearing anything underneath, and her
short skirt was a bit small, tightly hugging her buttocks; when she lifted her leg, she even felt as if the skirt was about to
burst . In the quiet stairwell, Yin Yin's cheeks
flushed deeper and deeper with Xiao Zhang's increasingly obvious panting behind her. If in the morning she only knew someone was spying on her, now she
truly felt someone staring intently at her buttocks from below, that burning gaze almost enveloping
Yin Yin's entire body.

"Ah!" Suddenly, Xiao Zhang's voice rang out.

Turning around, Yin Yin saw Xiao Zhang covering his nose with one hand, looking slightly embarrassed and lowering his head.
Seeing Zhang's current state, Yinyin could naturally guess why he had a nosebleed. "Why is your nose bleeding? Quick,
lift your head. We're almost there."

"It's nothing, maybe it's just too hot and I'm feeling a bit feverish," Zhang lied, his attempt at a clumsy lie

coming across. Yinyin grabbed Zhang's arm, supporting him as he climbed the last few steps. The sudden contact startled
Zhang, who looked at Yinyin with a charmingly concerned blush.

Zhang was reclining on Yinyin's three-seater sofa.

"Where did this guy hide the first-aid kit again…?" Yinyin frantically searched the house
. Yinyin's house had many drawers and shelves, with all sorts of items scattered throughout. "Right…"
" Okay." Yinyin walked thoughtfully to a cabinet diagonally behind the sofa.

"Xiao Zhang, are you alright?" "I'm fine, Sister Yinyin, I'll be fine in a bit. If you can't find it, it's okay."

"I know where it is. There's honeysuckle dew; drinking some will help cool you down."

Saying this, Yinyin dragged a stool over from the side, slipped on her slippers, and stood on it. Somewhat
dazed , Xiao Zhang half-closed his eyes, his head resting on the top of the sofa back, facing the ceiling, still replaying
the image of Yinyin's plump buttocks as she walked up the stairs in his mind.

In his half-closed eyes, an even more erotic scene appeared in Xiao Zhang's peripheral vision.

Yinyin was standing on tiptoe, trying hard to reach the doorknob on top of the cabinet. Yinyin's kind heart made her completely forget
about her current attire; she was only focused on getting the first-aid kit on top of the cabinet. Yinyin's
skirt, a size too small, barely covered her large, full hips. As she lifted herself on tiptoe, the skirt
rose a quarter of its length, revealing glimpses of her plump buttocks, allowing them
to breathe. Yinyin's buttocks were incredibly elastic, naturally creating a lifted visual effect.
The exposed one-sixth of her buttocks perfectly showcased the alluring beauty of her 26-year-old body at its peak.

Xiao Zhang's eyes widened suddenly, his head
tilting to the side, straining to look in Yinyin's direction.

Yinyin's body swayed slightly as she stood on tiptoe, her hands outstretched as far as she could.

With each movement, her hips trembled slightly, and the skirt, already pulled up, lost its
grip due to the shaking, gradually sliding towards the peaks of her buttocks. One-fifth, one
-quarter, one-third.

"That's enough, Xiao Zhang, wait a little longer." Yin Yin seemed oblivious to the
fact that her short skirt had slipped down to reveal a third of her buttocks. Buttocks were secondary; the real problem was that Yin Yin had forgotten she wasn't wearing
underwear !

Although Xiao Zhang's tilted-back, sideways posture made it difficult to see clearly, and his neck was very uncomfortable, when a third of Yin Yin
's buttocks were fully revealed, he felt a rush of heat to his nose. He saw
it! He finally saw the sight that had tempted him all morning but refused to reveal!

Yin Yin's vulva was clearly reflected in Xiao Zhang
's pupils, plump and tender, the two labia majora shyly concealing the inner beauty, leaving only a slit shimmering with a mesmerizing pink. Thick
pubic hair above the vulva brazenly covered it, obscuring the budding shape, while a few strands of pubic hair restlessly
scattered around the vulva, seemingly unwilling to fulfill their intended function.

Xiao Zhang was breathing heavily, his nose throbbing even as he lay flat.

Yin Yin's hand was rummaging inside the cabinet. Because of Xiao Zhang's unusually heavy breathing,
Yin Yin, focused on finding something, couldn't help but notice him. "Found it! Found it!" Yin Yin grabbed the handle of the first-aid kit and excitedly
turned around. When she turned back, she saw Xiao Zhang's eyes staring directly at her buttocks, his neck
stretched back, his face flushed red, and his eyes bloodshot.

Yin Yin instinctively used her other free hand to follow Xiao Zhang's gaze to her buttocks. Having been naked from
the waist down for over two hours, the initial shyness of being unclothed had long been replaced by the comfortable feeling of being naked in the summer heat. Yin
Yin was gradually getting used to this feeling and was unaware that she had already exposed her most private parts. Yinyin's hand
slid down her short skirt, and when it touched her
buttocks just below the peak—a spot that should have been fully covered—Yinyin's face flushed crimson, a sense of foreboding washing over her. To confirm,
Yinyin continued downwards, and when she firmly touched her exposed genitals, she
panicked , stumbled, and with a scream, fell off the stool.

Seeing this, Xiao Zhang, ignoring his own nosebleed, immediately stood up to catch her, but it was too late.

Yinyin's body landed on the ground.

Standing up revealed Yinyin lying flat on the ground with her legs spread at a 60-degree angle
. Yinyin's first reaction after falling was to bend her lower legs, support her upper body, and then use her hands
to press down on the floor to prop herself up. Now, Yinyin's lower legs were bent and spread at a wide 60-degree angle.

The originally tightly closed labia majora were turned outwards due to the wide opening of her legs, and even the inner red
labia minora were half-closed. The vaginal opening seemed to be slightly widened outwards due to excessive tension, and
the entire vulva was exposed to Xiao Zhang in a more lewd missionary position.

Xiao Zhang's head seemed to buzz and he was a little disoriented. Two streams of blood gushed from his nose, and with a rush
of blood his head, he slumped softly onto the sofa beside him.

Chapter Two: Restlessness

Although A Ping and Yin Yin had only been married for a little over a year, if you counted from when they started dating,
it had been a full eight years. People say there's a seven-year itch, but they had stumbled along the way,
and they were both still young, especially Yin Yin, who was now like a ripe peach, just looking at her made you feel like she
was about to overflow with juice.

Because of the immense pressure of his mortgage, A-Ping volunteered to be transferred to another city for
a sales . He could only come back once a month, but the journey was long, and each trip would inexplicably take up
a whole day. A-Ping sold auto parts for a company that wasn't a well-known enterprise. There happened to be a
car show that day, and A-Ping, as a key salesperson, was sent to visit, learn about the current state of the industry,
and make some business deals.

"Brother Ping, we've got a great job today, hehe, there are so many beautiful women at the car show!"

"We still have business to attend to, Xiao Cheng, don't just look at the women."

"That's right, that's right, but these days, car shows are getting more and more open."

Xiao Cheng was A-Ping's colleague, two years younger than him. Since A-Ping was transferred to another city, the two had been partners and lived
in the same dormitory. A-Cheng was a slightly thin young man with a rather easygoing personality.

"Ping-ge, you didn't come home at the end of last month either, and it's only the beginning of the month. Have you missed your wife? She's so
charming how can you bear to leave her alone at home?"

"What, are you trying to make a move on your wife?" Ping and Xiao Cheng are practically together every day, and it's already...
They were completely at ease with each other now.

"How could I dare... But, Ping, you could learn something from the auto show."

"What's there to learn?" "

Those girls at the auto show, their outfits are so alluring, they're always trying to attract attention. You
could take a couple of outfits you like and bring them back for your wife to liven things up."

"You little rascal, you've got a lot of tricks up your sleeve."

Ping knew Xiao Cheng's personality well; he was a typical young man with a strong sex drive
, watching porn and masturbating almost every night in his dorm. At first, they weren't very familiar with each other, so he would do it secretly. Later, as
they became more familiar, and Ping wasn't the kind of person to pretend to be virtuous, Xiao Cheng felt very comfortable. Occasionally,
Ping would get really frustrated and join Xiao Cheng in watching the videos of naked bodies on the computer.

In their dormitory, there were several male adult toys that Xiao Cheng had ordered online. The most tempting one was a
large latex buttock weighing over ten kilograms. It was pink, round, and perky, and felt very
real . Although it initially had a slight industrial smell, it dissipated after a while.
When Xiao Cheng first bought it, he kept showing it off to A Ping, even asking in front of A Ping if it looked like his sister-in-law's
buttocks while manipulating it. A Ping knew Xiao Cheng's slippery nature, so he just let him talk nonsense.

Later, Xiao Cheng kept trying to persuade A Ping to try the large latex buttocks and see which one
felt better, the one from his sister-in-law, Yin Yin.

The car show was packed with people, and A Ping couldn't do anything about Xiao Cheng, so he could only go along with his suggestion and go look at
the pretty girls first.

"Ping-ge, that girl's skirt is so short!"

"Look over there!"

"This one's even more amazing, damn, she's really daring!"

"This is okay too, a little more perky, a little more perky!" Wandering around the auto show,
Xiao Cheng . Xiao Cheng, a photography enthusiast, kept snapping away with his Canon SLR camera.

Looking at the scantily clad beauties, Ping-ge's manhood began to swell.

These days, girls are so daring to stand out. Wearing a tight-fitting dress, revealing a bit of cleavage, a bit of
buttocks is commonplace at auto shows. Sexy lace lingerie, high-cut tops exposing most of the buttocks are occasionally seen. The most
outrageous was a woman wearing only two small nipple covers, a thong, and a sheer fishnet bodysuit, constantly posing provocatively next to an imported
sports car . Her expression seemed to say, "If you can afford this sports car, you can
do whatever you want with her."

"Ping-ge, isn't that amazing? You know what, that girl in fishnet stockings really has a great figure,
all the right ..."

"Um... that's really daring."

"Tell me, if you dressed your wife like that, could you handle it?"

"You little brat, are you asking for a beating again..." As they spoke, Ping's thoughts, guided by Xiao Cheng, began
to imagine Yin Yin dressed as that sexy woman, her high, firm breasts, her round buttocks,
the lines of the fishnet stockings clinging to Yin Yin's fair skin, the largeness of her buttocks causing the lines to slightly dig into her flesh
. Suddenly, he felt his body heat up.

Ping was already distracted during the important business negotiations, and Xiao Cheng was even more
preoccupied lost in thought. However, due to the booming industry, the two still managed to make a small profit.

In A-Ping and Xiao-Cheng's dorm room, Xiao-Cheng said

, "Ping-ge, you look like you need to cool off today. I'm burning with lust too; those sluts
are unbearable." He then opened the porn he'd been watching halfway through the night before. It was a first-person
perspective film, where the female lead was using her hands to cup her large breasts and rub a large penis between them.

A-Ping seemed not to hear Xiao-Cheng's words, lying on his bed, somewhat lost in thought. Xiao-Cheng glanced back
at A-Ping and could clearly see that A-Ping's pants were bulging.

"By the way, want to see the photos I took? Good material for buying clothes for my sister-in-law..." Xiao-Cheng picked up his
Canon DSLR and flipped through his photos of the day.

These words snapped A-Ping out of his daze, his eyes gleaming with a strange light; his mind was already
racing.

"Look at this chick, she's the hottest one." Xiao-Cheng copied the photos to the computer and clicked through them one by one. A-
Ping pulled up a stool and sat down beside him, his face beaming with excitement.

On the screen, the woman in fishnet stockings was lying prone on the sports car, her beautiful legs slightly apart, her buttocks
facing Xiao Cheng's camera. Fishnet stockings partially concealed her buttocks, the black threads of her thong
clinging tightly to her cleft. A few strands of pubic hair defiantly peeked out from the small piece of fabric, swaying gently.

"She's so slutty. I really want to pull down her panties and fuck her hard all night," Xiao Cheng muttered, stroking his
penis.

A Ping was used to Xiao Cheng's behavior and didn't find it strange; the most common topic between two
young men was naturally women. With a click of the mouse, the woman's left leg
was also placed on the sports car, her buttocks brazenly facing the camera. Unlike the previous
full-body shot, this was a close-up focusing on her buttocks, taken from
a low angle with a slight wide-angle lens. As a result, the woman's buttocks in fishnet stockings appeared as if they had suddenly inflated,
several times . Those plump, white buttocks, encased in fishnet stockings, looked like a fighter striving for freedom,
determined to break free from their outer shackles.

"I can't take it anymore, Ping-ge, I'm going to get that latex-clad fat butt." Ping knew Xiao Cheng too well;
he didn't , his eyes still fixed on the round buttocks.

Xiao Cheng placed the latex-clad fat buttocks on the bed and began thrusting, making a series of slapping sounds as it hit the latex
. "Ping-ge, you have such strong endurance; your wife is going to feel empty like this," Xiao Cheng
said between vigorous thrusts.

"After you're done, do it to me too," Ping suddenly said.

Xiao Cheng was a little confused, thinking that Ping-ge had always been quite reluctant to reveal his desires,
so why was he willing to fuck that latex-clad, fat ass right in front of him today?

At this moment, Ping-ge was already restless from a day of temptations, and faced with Xiao Cheng's frequent mentions...
A few words about Yinyin only fueled his desire. His mind was filled with images of Yinyin—
pictures, pornographic videos, even the latex-covered, plump buttocks that Xiaocheng was currently manipulating were all associated
with . His remaining rationality could no longer withstand such intense erotic pleasure. He fantasized that the woman in
fishnet stockings, her buttocks protruding and exposed, was Yinyin; he fantasized that the woman rubbing her penis against her breasts was Yinyin; he fantasized that the
plump buttocks were Yinyin.

At this moment, A-Ping's rationality began to be replaced by the restlessness in his heart.

Xiaocheng, hearing A-Ping's words, turned around in surprise and pulled his penis out of the latex-covered plump buttocks.

"Brother Ping wants to fuck this thing today, of course you get to fuck it first," Xiaocheng joked. "In the future, if I
have any good stuff, as long as Brother Ping wants to play with it, just say the word, and I guarantee I'll serve you." He then
winked .

A-Ping was indeed very satisfied with Xiao Cheng. He was loyal, selfless, and there was a genuine
connection .

Although he was a bit lecherous, he was open and honest about it, something A-Ping himself couldn't match
. He felt like a repressed pervert in a Japanese film, his mind filled with obscene thoughts but too ashamed to admit it.

A-Ping snorted at Xiao Cheng and walked to his bedside.

Although A-Ping had seen that latex-covered
,
plump buttocks before, he had never actually felt them with his own hands. Now, his hands gripped the two elastic latex buttocks, and looking at the open pink flesh, he vaguely imagined that it was Yin Yin lying on Xiao Cheng's bed, her round, plump buttocks raised high towards him.

2-2

"Why don't you just download a movie? What's the point of always browsing this forum?" A-Ping asked, seeing
Xiao Cheng looking at the posts with interest. After a crack quietly opened in the Pandora's box of desire within him, his
curiosity had become stronger than ever before.

Recalling the scene of Ah Ping frantically manipulating the latex-covered buttocks that night, Xiao Cheng felt as if his life was about to undergo
some strange changes. "This forum has a lot of content; the videos are just the tip of the iceberg,"
Xiao Cheng replied with a sense of pride. "Speaking of which, Brother Ping, didn't you ask me to help you find
online stores to buy clothes for your wife? I've found them all for you," he said with a mischievous smile.

Ah Ping sat down next to Xiao Cheng with great interest, looking at the pictures of online stores on the computer. Stockings, thongs,
bikinis, bodysuits with cutouts, transparent cheongsams, policewoman, nurse, flight attendant, and all sorts of cosplay
outfits—a scene full of springtime charm. The models, some plump and some slender, were all graceful and posed in
incredibly alluring ways.

"So, Brother Ping, aren't the things in this store pretty good? Some are even export goods, and the quality is good too. I
compared quite a few stores."

"Yeah, really good, really good," Ah Ping nodded.

"I've already checked. Free shipping on orders over 1000. They have so many kinds, Ping-ge, why don't you buy a few more so
your sister-in-law can have some to wear..."

"Okay, okay." Ping nodded again.

"This one's good, it'll definitely suit your sister-in-law." Xiao Cheng pointed to a gray bodycon top. The material
looked very soft, clinging completely to the mannequin's body. At first glance, besides being very tight and highlighting her figure,
there wasn't anything special about it. But upon closer inspection, you'd notice that the front and back of the top were made of different materials.
The back seemed to be thinner than the front, appearing quite translucent under the light.

"Beautiful, beautiful." In Ping's eyes, the mannequin in the picture had already transformed into Yin Yin. The tight
gray bodycon top seemed unable to contain her plump buttocks. The gray color became
translucent , blending with the flesh color underneath to create a fatal allure, almost bursting out.

Xiao Cheng saw the burning yet slightly timid look in Ping's eyes and vaguely guessed the wicked
thoughts .

"The boss also gave me a video, do you want to see it..." Before A-Ping could reply, Xiao-Cheng immediately
clicked on the video.

It showed a woman walking down the street in a gray bodycon skirt,
covered . Her shapely body was accentuated by the tight fabric, revealing alluring curves. The woman's face was always obscured
, with only her back visible at most. She swayed her hips as she walked forward,
the camera following her, sometimes in medium shots, sometimes zooming in, and then suddenly zooming in until only her buttocks
were Under the sunlight, they were incredibly transparent,
revealing the black line of her thong, and the shimmering threads flickered and bounced, highlighting the dazzling sight of her buttocks.

A-Ping was mesmerized. The video was only five minutes long. As soon as it finished playing, he hurriedly said to Xiao-Cheng,
"This is good, buy this one, the shimmering one."

Xiao-Cheng chuckled and clicked the "add to cart" button.

Chapter 3 Sight

3-1

Today is the day A-Ping is coming home; it's been almost two months since he last came home.
Yin-Yin, still at work, seemed radiant, exuding a more alluring charm than usual. Occasionally, she would suddenly
recall being seen naked by Xiao-Zhang last week, and her body would involuntarily feel slightly hot.

That day, Xiao-Zhang fainted, and Yin-Yin could feel herself being stared at because of her naked vulva; her body
felt a surge of excitement, to the point that she noticed her lower body was involuntarily wet. When she saw Xiao-Zhang unconscious on the sofa,
strangely, Yin-Yin didn't rush over to check on him as usual. Instead, she sat on the floor with her legs
spread apart , extending her middle finger and inserting it into her wet vulva through her labia minora. The
mixed feelings of shame and excitement from being seen naked filled her mind; an irresistible fire of desire
assaulted her entire body. Her finger gradually increased the speed of its movement within her vaginal walls, making gurgling
, lewd sounds.

Yinyin's face flushed crimson, her lips parted slightly, and her eyes closed naturally. Just a few seconds later, a
thought struck her: Xiao Zhang was still on the sofa beside her. She hurriedly opened her eyes again to look to the side. Finding no
movement , she relaxed slightly, but the thought of being discovered masturbating by Xiao Zhang
made Yinyin's heart pound, as if she couldn't breathe. She felt like a slut, and this
thought only fueled her burning desire. As her index finger was inserted into her vagina...
Her body involuntarily began to writhe as the two fingers stirred, softly emitting
moans of "Mmm...mmm...mmm."

"Hmm?" The sofa seemed to suddenly sway slightly, and Yin Yin's heart nearly leaped into
her throat Her eyes, burning with desire, revealed intense tension, but Yin Yin's fingers
continued to work on her vulva as if on their own, the gushing nectar flowing
down .

"Sister Yin Yin..." Xiao Zhang murmured groggily. Yin Yin felt a shiver run through her body, her lower body
like a faucet turned on, a large amount of nectar gushing out through her fingers. Yin Yin's fingers
remained inserted in her vulva, moving up and down with the violent twisting of her body during her orgasm.

"Yin Yin, how many are you planning to compete in at the government unit's sports meet?"

"Huh? What are you going to compete in?" The sudden question pulled Yin Yin back to reality. Looking at Section Chief Yu in front of her,
she was momentarily lost in thought.

"What are you thinking about? I'm asking you what events you're doing at the sports meet."

"Oh, right, I'm doing the long jump and the 100-meter dash, always the same two..."

"You'd better work hard! You're the only girl in our department with a bit of athletic talent, I'm rooting for you!"
Section Chief Yu was the unfortunate person Yin Yin mistook for spying on her. He was 30 this year, and although he looked a bit
old-fashioned , he occasionally remembered the reality of just turning 30.

"Sister Yin Yin, I support you!" Xiao Zhang poked his head out from behind the computer on Yin Yin's desk, clenched his
fist, and gave a thumbs-up.

Yin Yin's climax that day came quickly, perhaps because it had been building up for so long that it exploded quickly. In any case, Xiao Zhang unfortunately
missed this scene. As for Yin Yin's complete exposure, Xiao Zhang was, after all, a spy, and
Yin Yin was the one who was exposed, so the two of them remained as they were, neither of them mentioning it.

Xiao Zhang's voice suddenly reminded Yin Yin of the time she peeked out from behind the office door and saw Section Chief Yu
's back. She couldn't help but feel that Section Chief Yu's gaze was strange, as if he were leering at her and trying to
see right through her.

"Yin Yin, why are you looking at me like that? Is there something on your face?" Section Chief Yu was completely bewildered.

"No, no, I was thinking about something else. Old Yu, what did you participate in?"

"I'm not exactly athletic, just ran a 1000-meter race, it's all about participation."

"A 1000-meter race is a real test of skill. I can't even run that much, it's exhausting."

"Haha, Director Xu from the office said I should buy my own clothes and shoes first, and get reimbursed later. The brands are specified
, so go buy them when you have time." With that, Section Chief Yu walked out the door.

Yinyin found it increasingly strange.
Why would Section Chief Yu specifically come over to talk to her about something so trivial, something that belonged in the office? He must have been the one spying on her that day, putting on such a show, with that
lecherous look in his eyes.

Section Chief Yu was indeed interested in Yinyin. Who wasn't? Almost every male colleague in the bureau
had fantasized about something between themselves and Yinyin. After all, Yinyin was so charming, with such an outstanding figure.
Everyone knew that although Yinyin usually dressed simply, she definitely had a curvaceous body underneath, because
even ordinary clothes looked sexy on her.

Section Chief Yu, 33 years old and still unmarried, was rather unattractive, possessing an indescribable, sleazy
air about him, a kind of middle-aged lecherousness. It was hard to understand how someone so young could have developed such an aura. His body had also
become somewhat overweight from various social engagements, with a not-too-small belly, and his squinting eyes certainly gave him a lecherous
look .

3-2

"Husband!" Yinyin jumped into Aping's arms. Two months of being alone in the house had made her no longer
reserved. She clung to Aping like a monkey climbing a tree, kissing him passionately.

Aping finally returned to his long-lost woman around 7 p.m. that evening.

"Wife, I brought you a lot of pretty clothes. Wear them for me tonight, okay..." Aping
said while eating the meal Yinyin had prepared.

"Look at you, so lecherous. Who wants to wear them for you?"

"Wife... it's been two months... be good, they're very pretty." Aping put down his chopsticks and hurriedly
pulled out a pile of various sexy clothes that he had Xiaocheng help him buy a few days ago. "Look..."

"Pretty my foot. You've become an old man after two months..." Yinyin looked at the sexy and
flirtatious clothes, and a blush immediately appeared on her face.

"It's a bit risqué, but the old man is far from it. He's got plenty of energy. Want to give it a try?"

"Get lost, let's eat!"

After dinner, on the sofa.

"Honey, let's go out for a walk, and buy the clothes and shoes I need for the sports meet..."

Hearing this, A-Ping suddenly had a wicked thought. These past few days, all his thoughts had been focused on
these sexy clothes. The short film on Xiao Cheng's computer had made him fantasize, and he would often imagine Yin
Yin walking down the street in that dress.

"How about," A-Ping picked up the gray bodycon skirt, revealing a conflicted expression, "you can wear this out."

Yin Yin was a little confused by A-Ping's expression. The skirt was very short, and it looked like
it tight-fitting material, but the shortness could still cover the important parts. Besides, the skirt was gray, and although
the shimmering threads on it made it look more sexy, it was still gray and looked quite normal.

"I'll wear this then." Yin Yin seemed indifferent.

"Hmm..." Hearing Yinyin's cheerful agreement, Aping hesitated for a moment, but then, remembering the
dress's design—covered in the front and sheer on the right—he secretly rejoiced at his foresight. "Let
's it on."

In the night, Yinyin clung to Aping's arm, like a little bird, their two months of separation transformed into this moment of
reunion . A feeling of overflowing happiness filled Yinyin's heart; the surrounding pedestrians became blurry shadows, as if
the earth revolved solely around them.

Yinyin didn't pay much attention to the gray bodycon dress she was wearing, only noticing that it was more
form-fitting , but the soft fabric felt very comfortable against her skin. The night also kindly concealed the dress's...
The opportunity, quietly, allowed them to silently experience the communication between their hearts.

The road was long, and the night was getting late. The restlessness of summer calmed down with the gentle breeze.
Shops lined the bustling streets, but Yinyin had no intention of searching for anything in them, for she was currently focused on
what she searching for for the past two months.

Ah Ping would occasionally glance at his wife, so charming, so lovely. The touch between their arms
was warm, a warm expression of love, so beautiful, their hearts connected. Ah Ping suddenly doubted
himself , wondering if his own heart might ruin the beautiful memories they shared.

Yinyin looked up, meeting Ah Ping's gaze. They looked at each other for a moment, then both looked away slightly,
like a couple who had just started dating. Yinyin suddenly doubted herself, wondering if her body might
create distance between them.

"No!" "No!" Two firm and strong voices.

The sports brand store was inside a large local supermarket, whose design philosophy was either do
n't go in, or take the elevator to the third floor and then browse down floor by floor. This idea, I wonder which
marketing guru came up with it, certainly manages to get people to buy a lot of things they don't need.

Passing through the thick curtains, A-Ping and Yin-Yin entered the large supermarket. Since it was a company-designated shop, they
had no choice but to buy here; otherwise, how would they get reimbursed?

Supermarkets these days are always packed full of goods. Actually, it's the same in every store; they have to be full,
and once something sells, they have to replenish it, otherwise it gives the impression that business is bad, bleak and miserable, leading to
a vicious cycle and a real economic downturn. Even short-shelf-life items like cooked food are treated this way, resulting in considerable
waste. Looking at the dazzling array of goods, A-Ping, out of professional habit, started thinking about these random thoughts. Yin-
Yin, on the other hand, hadn't had her shopping urges satisfied for a long time, her eyes shining as she looked around. However, she still couldn't bear
to let go of A-Ping's arm, clinging tightly, and occasionally tracing patterns on his arm with her fingers.

Supermarkets are always packed with people, a stark contrast to the generally weak consumer spending in China.
Everyone wants to buy, but they're burdened by medical expenses, retirement savings, mortgages, car loans, and so on. At most, they just go
to the supermarket to experience the unique allure of the products. A-Ping's thoughts continued to wander aimlessly until he and Yin-Yin
clearly heard someone behind them deliberately pressing down, but unable to suppress their excitement. "That
woman so sexy!"

Yin-Yin's face flushed instantly, a strange redness. She wasn't aware of the sight behind her; she just
felt that wearing something form-fitting would invite criticism—after all, it's been over thirty years since the reform and opening up.

Yin-Yin was wearing a shimmering gray, tight-fitting bodycon dress, the hem of which perfectly covered her
large hips. The soft material clung tightly to her, almost sticky. Because of the skirt's
material, Yinyin felt embarrassed and chose to wear a black thong to match. If she had worn ordinary underwear,
the visible lines would have been obvious, ruining the skirt's beauty. Women love beauty, and Yinyin was no
exception.

The gray fabric, under the strong supermarket lights, shyly hid, brazenly exposing Yinyin's
two rounded buttocks beneath the skirt, which swayed rhythmically with her movements. The shimmering threads on the skirt seemed
directly attached to her buttocks, flashing and swaying, enhancing Yinyin's sex appeal.

Aping couldn't help but peek over Yinyin's shoulder at her back, and a slight nervousness crept in.
Although knew the secret of this bodycon skirt and had seen videos, the videos were still somewhat sheer,
requiring close observation to see clearly. Suddenly, he remembered that the video was only lit by natural light, and not
very strong at that, but now it was under strong ambient light. Looking at Yin Yin's two almost completely exposed,
snow-white buttocks sandwiching that thin black line, A Ping's pants bulged restlessly.

Every now and then, someone would notice Yin Yin's alluring attire. Perhaps they were passing by from the front, but
couldn't help turning back for a second glance because of Yin Yin's captivating face and figure, only to be rewarded with the beautiful sight of her snow-white, round buttocks.

Some of the more discreet voices reached the young couple's ears.

"That woman has a really good figure." "Doesn't that man care that she's dressed like that and parading around like that?"

"She's definitely a slut." "That man is so lucky, that ass, the feel of it must be amazing."

A woman passing by deliberately raised her voice, "Bringing a prostitute to the supermarket, how novel..."

Yin Yin's head was almost buried in her chest, her pretty face flushed. She really couldn't understand what was
going on . A-Ping also felt a bit uncomfortable. His wife being called a prostitute made him feel uneasy, but
he couldn't argue with them; arguing would only expose the secret of Yin-Yin's dress. The two quickened their pace
slightly . Soon they took the elevator to the second floor.

The second floor, as usual, was filled with various foods: half raw ingredients and cooked food, half pre-packaged
food and alcoholic beverages.

Yin-Yin whispered, "Isn't this dress too sexy? So many people are looking and saying nasty things."

"Sexy is quite sexy, maybe these people are just uncultured."

"Let's hurry up. I feel like someone's following us."

A-Ping jumped over Yin-Yin's shoulder and looked behind her, discovering a lewd-looking middle-aged man following them, his small
eyes fixed on Yin-Yin's buttocks. When she met A-Ping's gaze, she hurriedly looked away, shaking her head and pretending to look at
the goods on the shelves.

After noticing the lewd middle-aged man, A-Ping kept glancing behind him, finding it somewhat amusing.
The guy acted like he'd never seen a beautiful woman before, relentlessly following her. Whenever he noticed A-Ping
looking back, he'd immediately feign indifference, but his evasive gaze
betrayed his lust. Seeing no one stop him, he continued to follow, persistently, as if he could
n't get enough of Yin-Yin's plump buttocks.

His lewd gaze relentlessly followed Yin-Yin, making her very uncomfortable. Near the exit, she
finally couldn't resist turning around to see who this pervert was. A-Ping followed Yin-Yin's
turn , but this time he didn't see the lewd man. Instead,
he saw two young men whispering among themselves, not looking away when they turned around. One of them even gave them the middle finger.
They fiddled with the air a few times.

Both A-Ping and Yin-Yin were married, so they naturally understood the nonchalant
arrogance .

"Let's go, ignore them."

Finally, they left the supermarket and reached the first floor. Because of the various unfriendly stares, Yin-Yin had no interest
in choosing anything in the supermarket. She just hurriedly left with A-Ping, but remembering the purpose of their trip, they reluctantly
headed towards the sports brand store.

3-3

After talking with Yin-Yin that morning, Section Chief Yu wondered if she would go to that sports brand store to buy
clothes . Since he also needed to buy sportswear, he went to the supermarket hoping for a stroke of luck. Unexpectedly
, while walking around the women's underwear section looking around, he suddenly spotted Yin-Yin.

Yin-Yin was arm-in-arm with a man, presumably her husband. Section Chief Yu hadn't seen him before, but his guess
was pretty accurate . He'd heard that her husband only came home for a few days at the end of each month, as he was often away on business trips, and this was precisely
the time of year.

Suddenly, a bright light flashed in Section Chief Yu's eyes, filled with surprise, excitement, and most importantly,
utter lewdness. He saw Yinyin's slightly swaying waist as she walked, which accentuated
the plumpness of her shapely buttocks. Because it was from the side, Old Yu couldn't see clearly, but that curve exuding female hormones
made his heart pound uncontrollably. He took a step forward and naturally followed.

When his gaze caught the true appearance of Yinyin's skirt, he couldn't help but grab his
crotch.

He quietly followed Yinyin and her companion down to the second floor. During this time, other people noticed the lewd
middle-aged man behavior and curiously followed to look, all of them quite delighted.

Yinyin, perhaps because of the surrounding gazes, unconsciously squeezed her thighs together, making
her buttocks even more prominent. With each step she took, the two buttocks bulged, one side rising and the other falling,
a truly beautiful sight. Under the bright lights, the skirt offered almost no coverage. The thin thread of the black thong, nestled
between , sometimes disappeared behind her flesh, sometimes peeked out for a breath of fresh air.

Suddenly, Yinyin's husband glanced over. Old Yu hurriedly turned around, pretending to be an ordinary shopper,
looking around at the shelves, occasionally glancing at Yinyin out of the corner of his
eye, afraid of losing her. He knew deep down that people probably knew what was going on with him. After a while,
seeing that Yinyin and her husband didn't confront him, he followed them.

He couldn't believe that Yinyin, who seemed so plain, was actually such a slut. She dared to wear such a revealing
skirt , as if afraid no one would see, showing off in a big supermarket—so slutty, incredibly slutty. Her
husband was a repressed pervert too; he didn't care that his wife was dressed like this and being seen naked, he probably even enjoyed it, and didn't bother him. "

Today, I'm going to feast my eyes on her," Old Yu's lewd thoughts drove his actions.

Yinyin and her companion walked towards the exit. Since this was the checkout area, there were no longer
tall shelves for cover. Old Yu was cautious, not wanting Yinyin to bump into him. He figured her husband didn't know him anyway,
so it didn't matter if he saw them. Therefore, even though Yinyin and her companion had walked a little further away, Old Yu didn't
follow closely, but instead hid behind a shelf, using his peripheral vision to pinpoint their location. Sure enough, Yinyin
turned around . Not seeing Old Yu, she saw two young men, one of whom even gave them the middle finger. Old Yu
couldn't help but feel proud of his foresight, chuckling lewdly to himself. But he didn't give up
on following them, remaining vigilant about their every move. When they passed the checkout area, Old Yu immediately
acted and followed.

Reaching the first floor, he was too far away to see Yinyin anymore, but then he remembered
the purpose of his trip: a sports brand store, and couldn't help but admire himself again. The thought of Yinyin possibly
changing and trying on clothes in the store, taking off her sheer but still troublesome dress to reveal her fair and tender
buttocks , made Lao Yu's lower body throb even more.

He went over, but fearing being seen by Yinyin, he was very cautious. He arrived at the sports store entrance and
looked through the glass. Sure enough, Yinyin and her companion were choosing sports pants. Just as Lao Yu was pondering when
and how to enter the store and how to sneak a peek into the changing room, Yinyin and her companion came out carrying
two bags.

"Finished shopping? So fast? I can't see anymore?"

In fact, even on the first floor, there were still many eyes harassing Yinyin. Those people seemed to want to see through her,
looking at her body again and again from top to bottom and bottom to top. Many more people lingered on her
pert buttocks, carefully observing and appreciating them. Sometimes, feeling that they had been looking for too long, they would leave reluctantly.

Yinyin was naturally anxious, and so was Aping. He felt he had gone too far, but he could only
pretend he didn't know anything, otherwise, he didn't know what Yinyin would think of him when she found out what had happened.

Yinyin was eager to finish shopping, disappear back into the night, and go straight home.

Before Lao Yu could react, the two of them hurriedly headed out. Lao Yu was very unwilling; he was still
thinking about the possible glimpse of spring in the changing room, but in the blink of an eye, it was all ruined. "I have to follow them, damn it, I'll go and
take a good look."

The night was already quite dark, and the main street was still bustling with people at 10 pm, but there were
hardly any people in the residential areas with few shops. In bustling areas, Lao Yu followed them closer, since there were
many people and plenty of cover. They were also walking quickly, so it was easy to lose them if he didn't keep up. However, things
were different in this residential area. Lao Yu could only follow them cautiously from a distance. He even bought
a baseball cap for 20 yuan at a street stall earlier, pulling the brim down to cover his face.

As the surroundings gradually quieted down, the two people ahead seemed to slow their pace to a normal stroll
. They were facing each other, seemingly talking, but Lao Yu couldn't
hear . The streetlights were dim, casting a shadow on Yin Yin's hips,
obscuring her lower body. Reluctantly, Lao Yu continued following.

He followed Yin Yin and her companion into a narrow alley, where they were the only people present.
Worried they might discover him, Lao Yu leaned against the corner of the wall, intending to follow them once they were a bit further away
. Just as he was about to step forward, the man suddenly turned and glanced over. Lao Yu quickly
hid in the shadows, peeking out only with one eye.

The scene he had been waiting for finally appeared! The man's hand slowly lifted Yin Yin's skirt, all the way up to her waist .
Her full, snow-white buttocks, bathed in the dim light, swayed gently in the hue reminiscent of the film "Malèna."
Even Monica Bellucci's buttocks
couldn't compare to the stunning beauty before him. The whiteness exuded a rich, moist feel, and the dark cleft between her buttocks
disappeared from this distance, clearly revealing a perfect, bare bottom.

The man's hand didn't stop there; he grabbed half of Yin Yin's buttocks, squeezed it hard, his five
fingers digging into the flesh, then flicked it away forcefully. Half of her buttocks
jiggled violently in the air with the force .

Old Yu swallowed hard, watching this. Yinyin, her entire buttocks exposed, half-pressed against the man
beside her , continued walking slowly forward. Old Yu first visually searched for the next hiding place,
then, holding his breath, tiptoed over.

Just as they reached two trash cans, a crisp "smack" broke the silence, followed by a
faint echo. "What are you doing?" Yinyin's voice reached Old Yu's ears. Startled,
he stumbled, almost kicking a trash can. Regaining his composure, he looked ahead. The man seemed to be grinning foolishly at Yinyin,
his hands still restlessly on her buttocks, kneading them incessantly. He kissed Yinyin's cheek.
That hand actually slipped into Yinyin's buttocks, using a finger to pull out the thin line of her thong, placing it on her
left buttock, and then weaving his hand between her buttocks to play with it.

Yinyin seemed somewhat dissatisfied and slightly pushed the man in front of her, but to no avail. Old Yu, watching this
erotic scene, was aroused, his mouth practically watering. He looked around,
then pulling out his erect penis and stroking it up and down while muttering, "Damn, she's so slutty."

Yinyin's buttocks swayed slightly with the man's movements, the stimulating pleasure causing her buttocks to
naturally stick out a little. The man unceremoniously inserted a finger and began to stir it. The two of them
stopped moving and instead kissed earnestly. After a while, Yinyin turned her head, her mouth slightly open, breathing
heavily . The man's fingers gradually increased their speed, and Yin Yin's body followed suit, assuming a squatting
position, her buttocks arching back sharply to receive the stimulation from his fingers.

Old Yu's hand also quickened its pace, "Damn slut, I'm going to fuck you." Old Yu
's penis swelled to its limit, the glans trembling from the friction of his hand. He stroked it a few more times, and
a thick stream of semen shot into the air. With ejaculation, Old Yu felt a wave of exhaustion; his legs went
weak, and he braced himself against the nearby trash can. With a thud, the trash can lid flipped open.

Yin Yin and Old Yu were startled, glancing towards the trash can, but it was all shadows, nothing was visible.
In a panic, Yin Yin pulled down her skirt, and the two of them ran forward hand in hand.

Chapter Four: Tailing

4-1

A week had passed since A Ping left. The night A Ping returned was so eventful,
so dramatic, constantly lingering in Yin Yin's mind. A tight gray pencil skirt, the many
gazes , the wantonness in the alley, and finally, the unrestrained lovemaking after they returned home. Yinyin seemed to have returned to
the state of her high school days, experiencing all the surprises that love brought to life. But Aping was away on a business trip again. She
understood everything Aping had sacrificed for this family, but she couldn't bear to part with him, so she felt lonely, a loneliness of being alone.

Yinyin stared at the empty double bed, her eyes involuntarily reddening slightly. In an instant,
the scene of Aping and herself making love in bed that night suddenly reappeared before her eyes, that crazy night, two fiery
souls, constantly caressing and merging, penetrating, and penetrating again. Aping seemed to be using all the strength he had accumulated over two months to
wildly penetrate her. The room echoed with heavy breathing, loud moans, and the sounds of their intercourse.

Yinyin was stunned, her body burning. She shook her head violently, trying to banish the desire in her heart.

"The sports meet is the day after tomorrow, why don't I go for a run around the neighborhood? I can't sleep anyway." Late at
midnight , Yinyin put on the sports pants she'd bought last time and left home.

These were typical white pants with a few black stripes as accents.

However, they seemed a little small, a bit tight around the hips. Given the situation that night, she really didn't want to
try them on again, so she grabbed her usual size and left quickly. "Maybe the quality control of domestically produced goods really does have problems,"
Yinyin sighed inwardly. Her sports jacket was meant to keep her warm, so Yinyin wore a short-sleeved t-
shirt. Although summer nights can be a bit chilly, since she was going for a run, there was no need to worry about getting cold
.

The night in the small city was quiet, a quietness that amplified her loneliness. Yinyin started running straight
out of the neighborhood, through the alley, and along the residential area. Perhaps because her inner emotions were unsettled
, she ran a longer distance than she had planned, only realizing she had gone quite a distance when she was nearing the commercial area.

Stopping, she found herself exhausted, her clothes soaked with sweat, feeling sticky. She
decided to walk a bit; the cool breeze was comfortable, and the quiet night gradually calmed her emotions.

Suddenly, a young couple walked past Yinyin on the other side of the street, laughing and joking. Watching their sweet
demeanor, it seemed their lives were filled only with joy and no worries. Yinyin's slightly calmed emotions were jolted again.

Why hadn't life been so kind to her, granting her more happiness?

The couple's voices faded behind Yinyin, and she turned back enviously, wanting one last look at their happiness.

Suddenly, a figure vanished into the darkness!

Yinyin was startled. Could it be? Could it be the person who had followed her and Aping that night? Panic
gripped . What should she do? Aping wasn't there, and she wondered what this suspicious person was up to!

What should she do? No, could I be seeing things? This residential area has always been very safe; I've never heard of it before.
She'd heard there had been some theft or robbery. Was she hallucinating because of her chaotic thoughts? She should hurry;
it wasn't good for a woman like her to be out so late.

Yinyin quickened her pace, but she was indeed quite tired from running. The exhaustion and the
slow walking had left her feeling weak, and she couldn't walk very fast. She soon reached a corner and,
turning around, cautiously looked back in the direction she'd just come from, but found nothing suspicious
. Could she have been mistaken?

Her heart relaxed slightly. There was nothing to be afraid of; there weren't that many bad people. Her anxious
steps slowed as her mind relaxed.

It was late at night, and there were hardly any people on the street. The dim streetlights were only intermittent,
not illuminating the entire street. After walking for a while, Yinyin arrived at the alleyway filled with memories.

The alley was still the same alley, but he wasn't beside her. The alleyway felt different from the street before; at this
time it had a deep and mysterious feel to it. The surrounding silence allowed Yinyin to clearly hear her own footsteps and
breathing .

Suddenly, a discordant footstep entered her auditory perception. Someone behind her? Could it be a bad guy?

Single women at night are particularly vulnerable; the slightest unusual sound can cause their nerves to tense up
involuntarily . The footsteps were neither fast nor slow, seemingly about the same pace as her own. Were they also passing through on their way home?
Or were they following her? Listening to the two sets of footsteps echoing in the air, Yinyin felt breathless. She
quickened her pace slightly, wanting to get out of the alley as quickly as possible.

But then, the person behind her also quickened their pace, thump, thump, thump, each footstep
stimulating fragile nerves; her heart felt like it was about to jump out of her chest. What should she do? What should she do? They really were following her
! No, she had to see who it was!

The footsteps behind her grew even faster and closer. Fearfully, Yinyin wanted to run away. Before she could run, she glanced
back and saw a figure quickly pounce on her, shoving her to the ground.

"What are you doing! What are you doing!" Yin Yin tried desperately to push away the person on top of her,
screaming .

"Shut up!" A muffled voice said as the man pulled a pair of stockings from his pocket, crumpled them into a ball,
pried open Yin Yin's mouth with one hand, and stuffed the stocking ball inside with the other.

"Waaah, waaah..." Yin Yin shook her head violently, but couldn't utter a single word. Then
she saw the person in front of her clearly. It was a man, unmistakably short and looking quite old. He had
a flesh-colored stocking pulled over his head, contorting his face in extreme pain.

A pervert! That was the only thought in Yin Yin's mind—she had encountered a pervert!

The man was quite strong, ignoring Yin Yin's struggles, forcefully grabbing her hands together and tying them up with
a rope. He used a lot of force, leaving Yin Yin's wrists red and raw. With
the stocking in her mouth, Yin Yin's eyes were already wet, and she was whimpering as she looked at him.

"Get down!" Facing Yin Yin's pleading eyes, the man suddenly flipped her
over and pinned her to the ground. Yin Yin tried with all her might to kick the man behind her, but she couldn't reach him.

After a few kicks, she realized that her legs were already pinned down by the man.

4-2

This pervert is Section Chief Yu! This lewd 33-year-old man!

Hearing Yin Yin's slightly tearful moans, Old Yu was extremely excited. This woman he had been longing for day and night,
this slutty slut, was now beneath him, at his mercy. Old Yu's heart was pounding fiercely,
no less than Yin Yin's, but the two heartbeats had completely different meanings.

Unable to suppress his evil desires, Old Yu pressed his legs down on Yin Yin's calves and pulled her sweatpants
down, along with her underwear, until they reached Yin Yin's knees. Suddenly, Yinyin's plump buttocks
were fully displayed before Lao Yu's eyes. Although the light was dim and yellowish, her snow-white skin
was clearly visible, and her round, perky buttocks appeared like a painting in the night.

Lao Yu took a few deep breaths and trembled as he grabbed Yinyin's buttocks with both hands. The moment his hands touched them, the
slippery touch and the plump elasticity sent an unparalleled
pleasure . Lao Yu grabbed and kneaded Yinyin's buttocks, leaving red
finger marks on them. Yinyin's moans grew louder, as if she had spat out a small part of her stockings, and
her body twisted and struggled violently. Lao Yu looked at Yinyin's pained expression, a smile playing on his lips. His hands
followed Yinyin's twisting body, sliding down her buttocks and touching her anus and labia majora.

"Haha," Old Yu laughed, "You're all wet, you slut, what are you resisting for!" He
used two fingers to pry open Yin Yin's labia majora and rubbed the outside of her vulva. "Try tasting your own juices!" With that,
Old Yu pulled off all the pants that Yin Yin had left on her legs, grabbed the panties, and dipped them in her vulva. Then
he pressed Yin Yin down with his legs, touched her cheek with one hand, pulled
the wad of stockings stuffed into her mouth, and tossed it aside. He then rubbed the panties, which were still wet with her juices, on his hand and stuffed them back into Yin Yin's mouth.

Yin Yin had just managed to free herself from the stockings and hadn't even had a chance to make a sound when her panties were stuffed back into her mouth. This time,
they were not only larger and more uncomfortable, but they were also wet and smelled strongly of urine. Yin Yin knew that, based on what the
pervert said and the feel of the panties on her lower body, the smell must be
coming from her own juices, as he had said. A deep sense of shame replaced her tension and fear, beginning to dominate her mind.

After stuffing in her underwear, Lao Yu excitedly slapped Yin Yin's buttocks hard. The crisp sound, combined with
the vibration of her flesh, aroused his already frenzied desire. He pressed his entire body against Yin Yin, his hands on her back, his legs
pinning her down, burying his head in her cleft.

A captivating fragrance wafted over, the scent of a mature woman mixed with a hint of sweat, and even more so, the unrestrained
aroma of her vaginal fluids. Lao Yu extended his tongue, licking down Yin Yin's buttocks from top to bottom, reaching her anus.
He made a few small circles with his tongue, then gently probed inside.

As Lao Yu's tongue played with her anus, Yin Yin felt a wave of dizziness wash over her.
She had never been touched before, and even after being with A-Ping for so long, she had never experienced such a strange feeling.

A strong wave of pleasure assaulted Yin Yin's nerves as Lao Yu's tongue licked her. She felt an endless
shame enveloping her; it was rape, but why did rape bring her such pleasure? Yin Yin
felt as if she were burdened with endless sins, and painful tears streamed down her face. But suddenly, the tongue that had only
been licking her anus forcefully pushed it into her anus, slightly stretching it open.
The intense pleasure of breaking free of restraint strongly stimulated Yin Yin's nerves, and in an instant, her juices gushed out.

Lao Yu felt Yin Yin's buttocks tremble and continued licking down to her genitals, where the
air was thick with the scent of vaginal fluid. Lao Yu's tongue, like parched land receiving rain, frantically licked up the scattered vaginal fluid.

The wonderful taste of her body's fragrance mixed with the pungent smell deeply attracted Lao Yu. His tongue traced the source of the vaginal fluid,
slipping inside Yinyin's slightly parted labia majora and minora. When his tongue touched the vaginal opening, he could clearly
feel it rhythmically opening and closing, and some of the fluid flowed directly onto his tongue. He involuntarily
withdrew his tongue and swallowed hard.

Yinyin was almost driven to the brink of collapse by Lao Yu's tongue teasing her. Intense pleasure surged from her anus and vaginal opening
in waves . She couldn't control her aroused body. Shame, endless shame. Her reason
told her this was rape, this was a crime!

Suddenly, the man behind her stopped his actions, and the hair that had been gently rubbing against Yinyin's buttocks
was gone. Yinyin felt a pang of disappointment, as if she hoped the man behind her would continue his defilement. She then shook her head
violently , trying to shake off this absurd thought.

Lao Yu reached his hands under Yinyin's body, lifting her buttocks slightly. Yinyin knew what this meant
and instinctively tensed her buttocks in resistance. Seeing this, Lao Yu slapped Yin Yin's buttocks twice.

"Lift it up!" He used his hands to lift Yin Yin's buttocks. "You slut, I'll make you
feel good today!"

With a "squelch," Lao Yu's hard penis slid in. His hands no longer pressed down on Yin Yin's back,
but instead dug deeply into her plump buttocks. Lao Yu's penis was quite long, and
even her buttocks slightly raised, it could still be inserted smoothly. The friction of his penis against Yin Yin's buttocks
and the process of insertion brought Lao Yu immense pleasure, and he breathed heavily with excitement. Thrust after thrust, he
pulled his penis out to the hilt, and then forcefully thrust it in again. "You slut, does it feel good to be fucked?" Lao Yu said,
increasing the speed of his thrusts. He no longer pulled his penis out to the hilt, but instead stirred it inside her vagina, enjoying
the friction sensation from the vaginal walls. Yin Yin's vagina was very wet, not at all like someone who had been forcibly penetrated.

Old Yu's eyes were practically shooting fire, his waist thrusting back and forth, waves of heat washing over him
.

"So good!" Her labia flipped open and closed with Old Yu's frenzied thrusts, touching the edge of his penis. This
touch seemed to urge Old Yu on, and he suddenly lifted Yin Yin's entire buttocks with both hands, forming a perfect
rear-entry position. He felt the penis inside her vagina penetrating deeper and deeper with the change in position, gently
touching her cervix. Old Yu lifted Yin Yin's t-shirt up with both hands, ripped off her bra, and
grabbed full breasts. Old Yu's one hand couldn't fully grasp Yin Yin's round breasts, and
the soft touch, so different from any other part of a woman's body, made him knead them fiercely like a beast, the two mounds of flesh constantly changing shape under
the forceful squeezing. Old Yu's penis wasn't idle either. His body pressed tightly against
Yin Yin's buttocks, thrusting violently again and again. Lubricated by her juices, he felt his semen about to
spurt out.

"Slut, I'm going to shoot inside you!" With that, Old Yu seemed to use all his strength, placing his hands
back on Yin Yin's buttocks, his ten fingers practically digging into her flesh. His penis, like a
motor, continued its violent thrusting, the sounds of their bodies slapping against each other echoing through the alley.
A gush of hot semen exploded into Yin Yin's body!

She had been raped! Shame overwhelmed Yin Yin; she couldn't believe she had actually been raped! Tears
streamed down her face. Her body and soul seemed to have separated. Even though her body, unsatisfied, was still
enjoying the frenzied thrusting, the lecherous semen had entered her body, and her soul
felt only shame, boundless shame.

So painful! Ah Ping, where are you!

A sudden sob came from behind Yinyin, pulling her back to reality. What was going on? Was this pervert crying?

Then the rope binding her hands loosened slightly. Before Yinyin could react, the sound of hurried
footsteps reached her ears, gradually fading away with the sobs.

What on earth was happening?!

Ten nights ago,

Lao Yu ran back to his home in a panic, panting heavily. His home was simply furnished,
typical of a single man's home. There were a few empty beer bottles on the table, and peanuts scattered on the floor.

"Damn it!" Lao Yu grabbed a beer bottle from the table, and with a bang, the bottle hit the wall, scattering
shards everywhere.

Lao Yu had always lusted after Yinyin. He was 33 years old, and his middle-aged, lecherous appearance
meant he had never received any affection from women. Even though he was a local civil servant with a good and stable income, it
was all in vain. The ridicule and sarcasm behind his back hurt him time and time again. "This guy's only in his early thirties,
no wonder women don't like him!" This most frequent sarcastic remark stabbed at Lao Yu's heart like a knife, drawing
blood . But then a woman came to his workplace, Yin Yin. She was beautiful and sexy, sunny and kind. She never
looked down on him, respected him, and treated him as a friend.

"Aren't we friends?" Yin Yin's smiling face as she turned around was deeply etched into Lao Yu's mind.

"Damn! She's a whore!" Lao Yu was furious. After ejaculation, men always experience a range
of emotions; perhaps it's just pleasure, but Lao Yu felt anger. An anger he had never felt before!

(The End)

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