[The Hospital Chronicles of the Stocking-Clad Mother] Chapter 3

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Author: smthorg
First published on the forum on 2017/11/5
Word count: 5505 words
Because I've been quite busy lately, and writing is indeed a brain-draining activity, this chapter has been on hiatus for a long time.
A few days ago, Z-Da updated "My Mother Xu Qiuman," which gave me motivation, so I worked overtime over the weekend to finish
it.
Operating Room, Nanbin People's Hospital
Zhou Ruoqiu, dressed in a clean and neat uniform, looked very capable. She walked to the operating table and looked at
Wang Lian, who was already anesthetized. Wang Lian's face clearly indicated he was an honest and kind person.
At this moment, Zhou Ruoqiu didn't realize that a pair of eyes were greedily watching her from behind—it was Zhang Lei's gaze
! Zhang Lei thought to himself, "Even without stockings and high heels, Sister Ruoqiu's figure is still so captivating. Her walk
is graceful and swaying." Since graduating from school, Zhang Lei had followed Zhou Ruoqiu. The first time he saw her
, he was completely mesmerized. At that time, Zhou Ruoqiu was wearing a doctor's white coat,
with long, black hair, flesh-colored stockings, and black pointed stilettos. Her stunning beauty, sexy figure, and
elegant demeanor completely captivated Zhang Lei. To him, his so-called beautiful classmates
paled in comparison to Zhou Ruoqiu, utterly insignificant.
Moreover, Zhang Lei was a seasoned stocking enthusiast. In school, very few female classmates wore stockings, and even those who
did often wore unconventional colored stockings. A few female teachers did wear stockings, but they
were either unattractive or old-fashioned. Meeting Zhou Ruoqiu was like seeing the clear sky after the clouds had parted; the toiling masses were liberated
, and the serfs sang songs of liberation. Zhou Ruoqiu, driven by her love of beauty and sun protection,
wore stockings almost every spring, summer, and autumn—especially ultra-thin ones. This was exactly Zhang Lei's cup of tea; his most anticipated moment at work
was seeing Zhou Ruoqiu's stockings. Their frequent close contact due to work provided Zhang Lei with ample
opportunity to feast his eyes. He also took the chance to secretly photograph Zhou Ruoqiu's stockinged legs and high heels, using them as material for his masturbation during the long nights
, undoubtedly consuming countless "ammunition" (sexual energy).
Zhang Lei's ultimate dream was to possess a pair of Zhou Ruoqiu's stockings, but he simply lacked the opportunity. Until today
, when he went to Zhou Ruoqiu's office, he found no one there. His mind immediately clicked, and he
quietly closed the door. With lightning speed, he went to Zhou Ruoqiu's locker, opened it
, and sure enough, there was a pair of black, ultra-thin pantyhose. Zhang Lei was overjoyed, excited beyond measure, and
quickly slipped them into his pocket before leaving Zhou Ruoqiu's office. Zhang Lei thought, "This time I don't have to look at photos and fantasize
about Zhou Ruoqiu masturbating anymore. Tonight I can use Zhou Ruoqiu's pantyhose to reward my penis, maybe even
used pantyhose!" Even after entering the operating room, Zhang Lei was distracted, only hoping to get off work and go home quickly.
"Let's begin the surgery!" Zhou Ruoqiu said. Zhang Lei then snapped out of his reverie and hurriedly echoed the other assistants,
"Okay!"
An abdominal aneurysm is a pulsating, expanding mass that pulsates laterally and anteriorly. Once it ruptures, it is accompanied by massive bleeding,
which can cause death within a short time. Therefore, abdominal aortic aneurysm surgery carries considerable risks. Zhou Ruoqiu only
accepted the surgery under pressure from Wang Junhai. Beforehand, Zhou Ruoqiu carefully studied the patient's data and
formulated a surgical plan.
Zhou Ruoqiu performed the surgery according to the plan, skillfully using the scalpel to cut open
Wang Lian's abdomen from the left anterior axillary line through the seventh intercostal space. The operation went relatively smoothly. However, as the incision went deeper, she
was shocked to see a deeper layer of the affected area, which did not match the data diagram Wang Junhai had given her! What happened? How could it be
different? At this moment, tense sweat broke out on Zhou Ruoqiu's forehead, and her assistant quickly
wiped it away with a towel. Seeing Zhou Ruoqiu's expression, the others keenly sensed that the surgery might have encountered a problem, and
the atmosphere in the operating room became quiet and cold.
At the same time, in Wang Zixia's bedroom, the atmosphere was completely opposite to that in the operating room. I felt hot all over and
my mouth was dry. My eyes were fixed on Wang Zixia's computer screen. Wang Junhai and Aunt Fang were lying
on the large bed in the bedroom. Aunt Fang was wearing a bright red sundress, while Wang Junhai was completely naked, his erect penis
pointing skyward. It wasn't long, but it was very thick, really thick.
Aunt Fang said, "Why are you taking pictures again?"
"Just a souvenir," Wang Junhai said, as he wrapped his arms around Aunt Fang, kissing and licking her. Aunt
Fang giggled, her body trembling. "Oh, be gentle, you're so naughty..." Aunt Fang's
seductive charm and sweet voice were so alluring, they could melt anyone's heart. My penis was painfully erect,
a large tent pitched in my pants.
Wang Junhai suddenly stopped, got off the bed, and without even putting on his shoes, hurriedly went to the wardrobe, took out
something, and returned to the bed.
Wang Zixia said, "It's stockings."
"Shut up, get lost,"
Wang Junhai said. "Meiqin, put on the stockings."
"I knew you'd need stockings. Thank goodness for open-crotch stockings now. You tore so many of my stockings before, you
pervert!" Aunt Fang obediently put on the stockings—a pair of ultra-thin gray open-crotch pantyhose.
As she pulled them up, she lifted her skirt, and I realized she wasn't wearing underwear. "I wonder why you men all
like stockings so much?"
"Stockings and high heels are a woman's two greatest weapons, the most attractive to men," Wang Junhai said, lunging
at Aunt Fang. I could clearly feel that Wang Junhai became even more excited after Aunt Fang put on the stockings; he was breathing
heavily. Yes, at this moment, Aunt Fang's legs were even more alluring under the stockings! Wang Junhai almost
frantically caressed Aunt Fang's silk-stockinged legs, vigorously touching, grabbing, and pinching them with his hands while
licking them from the top of the stockings down to her feet. He then cupped Aunt Fang's delicate feet in his hands, putting her toes in his mouth
to savor them. Aunt Fang laughed and scolded, "You pervert!" After licking for a while, her silk-stockinged toes were completely
wet with saliva. Wang Junhai pulled Aunt Fang's hand and lay down, saying, "Wife, give me oral sex."
Aunt Fang got up and knelt next to Wang Junhai, whose hands were also busy, vigorously touching Aunt Fang's legs.
Her silk-clad legs. Aunt Fang's bright red lips approached Wang Junhai's penis, her long hair falling down, covering her face and his
penis. Aunt Fang held his penis in one hand and smoothed her hair behind her with the other, a
gesture that was undeniably alluring. Aunt Fang stuck out her tongue and gently touched Wang Junhai's glans, while
looking at him playfully winking. Then, Aunt Fang continued
to tease his penis with her red lips and fragrant tongue, making Wang Junhai feel lost and wanton, crying out repeatedly, "Meiqin, faster! Faster! Faster!
I can't take it anymore!"
"Honey, I've got my eye on a Gucci bag."
"Don't say anything, just buy it."
"Okay, sure." Aunt Fang smiled radiantly, looking at the penis in her hand, and said, "My little darling, let me take good care
of you." As she spoke, she licked around his penis, but it wasn't just a light touch anymore. Wang Junhai
was still not satisfied. "Glans, swallow the glans," Aunt Fang finally said, and she
pressed her red lips against the glans, lifting her head to tease Wang Junhai with her eyes. Then, her lips slowly moved downwards, swallowing the glans
into her mouth. She continued downwards until Wang Junhai's entire penis was inside Aunt Fang's mouth. Wang Junhai
's penis wasn't long, but it was very thick, completely stretching Aunt Fang's red lips open.
Aunt Fang's oral sex skills were truly remarkable; she used blowing, sucking, licking, hooking, and pinching, giving the penis and testicles
a full-body care from her sexy red lips. After about five minutes of oral sex, Aunt Fang stopped, looking at Wang Junhai with seductive eyes.
"Husband, I want it..."
"You little slut," Wang Junhai said, getting up and turning Aunt Fang around so she was kneeling on the bed
, seemingly preparing for rear entry. Wang Junhai suddenly stood up again, and I felt the camera shake. He
had positioned the camera in front of Aunt Fang's pretty face, adjusting the angle. After the earlier commotion, Aunt Fang's hair
was disheveled, her face flushed, making her even more sexy and alluring.
Aunt Fang said, "Oh, stop filming, put on a condom."
"Wife, do you know how many men are watching you when you go out?" Wang Junhai came up
behind Aunt Fang and lifted her red skirt. "You're such a beauty, every man wants you, but unfortunately you're
my wife. To be honest, I really want them to see you moaning and groaning as I fuck you."
Then Aunt Fang let out an "Ah!" and her body jerked forward as Wang Junhai's penis forcefully thrust into
her honeypot.
"Gently, ah...you...bastard...ah..." Wang Junhai's movements were so vigorous that Aunt Fang
could barely speak.
"I just want to hear you moaning as I fuck you."
"Then I won't moan."
"You won't moan, huh?" Wang Junhai said, gripping Aunt Fang's stockinged buttocks tightly with both hands, increasing
the force. In the video, Aunt Fang's hair was disheveled, and she was biting her lip. I saw Aunt Fang's lewd
expression of pleasure and pain, and I felt my penis was about to burst.
Aunt Fang and Wang Junhai were locked in a battle of wills, one attacking and the other defending, which excited us greatly. Wang Junhai
increased the force further, violently pounding Aunt Fang's stockinged buttocks. Aunt Fang gripped the sheets
tightly with both hands, her beautiful eyes locked, enduring the powerful thrusts, trying her best not to make a sound.
The powerful thrusts finally broke through Aunt Fang's defenses. From being silent at first, she gradually began to moan,
"Mmm... mmm...", until she could no longer hold back with each deep penetration, the overwhelming and violent impact
.
"Ah...no...don't...be gentle...ah..." Aunt Fang couldn't withstand Wang Junhai's continuous
attacks. She trembled violently from the penetration, moaning repeatedly, "Ah...no...don't...ah...ah..."
Her voice was incredibly beautiful and utterly lewd, echoing throughout the bedroom with captivating moans. Now I
finally understood why Wang Junhai wanted to record Aunt Fang being penetrated by him. For a man, having such a beautiful and sexy
female teacher, a noble beauty whom countless men dreamed of, fantasized about, and fantasized about,
being pleasured beneath him, moaning and groaning, was a display of face and dignity, like
Huo Qubing sealing the wolf's lair or Dou Xian inscribing the Yanran Mountain. I couldn't hold back any longer. Seeing Aunt Fang's
lewd expression as she was penetrated, her sexy red dress, and her stockinged legs, I ejaculated…
In the operating room of Nanbin People's Hospital,
Zhou Ruoqiu, after a moment's thought, decided to continue the surgery. The abdomen was already open, and
half of the affected area had been treated. If she stopped now, not only would the surgery fail, but the incision would also be impossible to treat, and the patient would
face imminent danger. Knowing there were dangers, she could only grit her teeth and move forward; perhaps there was still hope, which
would benefit both the patient and herself. Because the data and the actual situation didn't match, the previously formulated surgical plan was useless
; she had to improvise. This put immense pressure on Zhou Ruoqiu. Her son masturbating with her own stockings
, Wang Junhai assigning her a high-risk surgery, the missing stockings in the office, the mismatched data—good heavens,
how could all these things happen at once? And Wang Junhai was probably setting a trap for her. The more Zhou Ruoqiu thought about it
, the more frightened she became, making it difficult for her to concentrate. Cold sweat poured down her face, and her assistant kept wiping her sweat.
Under immense pressure, Zhou Ruoqiu, relying on her superb skills, essentially finished treating the affected area. However, she also expended
tremendous energy. Just as she was nearing the end, the overly fatigued Zhou Ruoqiu accidentally touched the tumor wall,
causing immediate and severe bleeding!
"Quick! Gauze!"
"Gauze!"
"Hemostats!"
The surgical team worked together seamlessly and efficiently, finally stopping the bleeding and saving Wang Lian's life.
However, the surgical accident was a fait accompli; they could only suture it for now, and another surgery would be needed for proper aftercare.
Exhausted, Zhou Ruoqiu walked out of the operating room, almost collapsing. Zhang Lei took the opportunity to support her, "
Sister Ruoqiu, are you alright?"
"I'm fine."
"Sister Ruoqiu, do you want to see the surgical record?"
"I won't sign it yet. I want to rest for a bit. You can go back now."
"Okay then, Sister Ruoqiu, you should rest well. Call me anytime if you need anything!"
"Okay."
Zhou Ruoqiu's mind was in turmoil. So much had happened today, especially Wang Lian's surgery. It might not be as
simple as it seemed. "Could Wang Junhai be setting me up? But I have no grudge against him. Why would he do this?
No, I have to talk to Wang Junhai and see what's really going on."
Forcing herself to stay focused, Zhou Ruoqiu walked towards Wang Junhai's office without even changing her clothes. She pushed
the door open and went in. Inside, besides Wang Junhai, was Yang Ping. Yang Ping was as sexy and alluring as ever, wearing
her usual black stockings and high heels. It was unclear what the two were talking about; Yang Ping was chuckling.
She seemed surprised to see Zhou Ruoqiu suddenly enter, but Wang Junhai remained calm, showing no sign of surprise.
"Dean Wang, I'd like to report on the surgery we just performed."
"Okay, don't rush, Yang Ping, you can go out now. We'll talk about it later."
Yang Ping said, "Alright, I'll be going now, Dean Wang," and then smiled at Zhou Ruoqiu, "You two talk."
Yang Ping walked out of the office and closed the door. Zhou Ruoqiu said to Wang Junhai, "Dean Wang, there was a problem with that surgery
. The information you gave me doesn't match the actual situation. What exactly happened?"
"The person in charge of the operating room just came over and said there were problems with the surgical records. The patient's family didn't sign them,
and as the chief surgeon, you didn't sign them after the surgery failed.
" "But that's because..."
"Ruoqiu, don't worry. Although the surgery failed, I'm the person in charge of the hospital
and also Wang Lian's family member. I'll handle this. It won't be detrimental to you. Don't worry, I'm here
." "
But I still don't understand..."
Wang Junhai interrupted Zhou Ruoqiu, "Director Yu from the Health and Family Planning Bureau needs to see me. I have to go there immediately.
You should go back now." He stood up as if to see her out. Wang Junhai was, after all, a vice-dean with real power, and he had said
he would handle the matter, so Zhou Ruoqiu felt embarrassed to press for more information. Helpless, she had no choice but to leave.
At Wang Zixia's house
, Wang Zixia and I were still immersed in excitement.
"Wang Zixia, your dad's really something, he actually managed to tear Aunt Fang's stockings."
"Of course! My dad's got some nerve, he can unhook a bra with one hand and tear stockings with two fingers."
"Aunt Fang is so alluring, your dad's so lucky!"
A dozen minutes later, I said, "It's getting late, let's clean up quickly." Just as we finished cleaning,
Aunt Fang returned.
"Young masters, it's time to go to school." Fang
Meiqin was in the car...
I felt my gaze towards Aunt Fang had changed. Although she was beautiful and sexy, she was still my
teacher, giving off an unapproachable feeling. But after seeing Aunt Fang being fucked so lewdly by Wang Junhai in various positions
, I felt a different kind of desire for her. On the bus, I stole glances at Aunt Fang's beautiful legs in stockings, and I also wanted to
be like Wang Junhai, to one day tear Aunt Fang's stockings and thrust into her to my heart's content... Moreover, Wang Zixia must
also have fantasies about his beautiful mother in stockings, that must be it...
Tomorrow is the weekend, and Dad has a case at the bureau and has to work overtime. Tonight, Wang Zixia and I made an appointment to go to the internet cafe to play
games.
At Wang Zixia's house
: "Dad, Lin Feng and I are meeting at the library tomorrow. Mom has to go to a teachers' social event at school, so it looks like you'll
be home alone."
"Tomorrow's the weekend. The three of us finally get a break. Lin Feng needs to be with his parents,
why are you meddling?"
"His dad's working overtime, he won't be home tomorrow, so the three of them won't be able to get together."
"Oh, you guys can eat out for lunch tomorrow. Dad has some important business to discuss with your Uncle Yu at home,
so don't come back and bother us."
"That's great, but you have to pay for the meal."
"How much?"
"600 will do."
"Hey, you're really not being polite, alright, here you go."
"You're my own father, why am I being so polite? Besides, what's yours is mine too." Actually, Wang
Zixia was thinking, "It's a pity my mom isn't mine yet. You can let your mom wear stockings and let you play with her as you please, but I
can only play with my mom's stockings, sigh..."
The next day, at Wang Junhai's house,
"Hey, Ruoqiu, I want to talk to you about the surgery. It's hard to explain over the phone. I'm home. If it's convenient for you
, come over, and we'll talk in person."
After hanging up, Wang Junhai adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses and smiled smugly.
Half an hour later, the doorbell rang. Wang Junhai quickly got up to open the door, deliberately slowing down as
he opened it with a leisurely air.
"Dean Wang."
"Ruoqiu, come in."
Zhou Ruoqiu was wearing a well-fitting gray suit, a white shirt underneath, black high heels, and flesh-
colored sheer stockings... Wang Junhai glanced at Zhou Ruoqiu's stockinged legs out of the corner of his eye and smiled smugly again...

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