[Short Story] Mature Woman Shufen

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I was born in the 1980s in the second largest city in a province.

I was about seven years old when I had my first memories. We lived in single-story houses, ten houses connected longitudinally, all facing north. There were no video games back then, or maybe I don't know them. We kids would play marbles, break bricks, steal corn, and then roast the corn together – it was so much fun.

That's when I met my friend Yang. He was six months younger than me. We practically grew up together. As society developed faster and faster, there were more and more things to do, but relationships became increasingly distant.

In 1991, our area was relocated. I lost contact with most of my childhood friends, but Yang and I ended up in the same building. His family lived in the second entrance, and mine in the fourth. At that time, I was a shy little boy; I would blush even when talking to girls. Who could have known that things would change so much?

When I was 18, my eldest brother from my uncle's family got married. But I didn't pay any attention to him; I was completely captivated by my sister-in-law's beauty. The first time I saw her, I thought she was the most beautiful woman in the world.

From then on, I slowly began to develop an interest in women, but I was too timid and shy to do anything.

When I was 20, I got into a third-rate university. That same year, my good friend, Yangming, was sent to the army by his father. At 20, I wasn't a clueless boy anymore. I had a girlfriend and we had been intimate, but my heart was still occupied by my sister-in-law. I liked women older than me; I couldn't explain why, I just liked them.

During winter break, I returned to my hometown and started meeting up with friends, chatting about university life and other interesting things.

I also visited Yangming's parents to see if there was anything I could do to help. Yangming's parents were very happy to see me and told me to visit them often. Since our homes were very close, I went to their house almost every day.

Having gone over a month without sex, I was feeling incredibly restless. Every morning when I woke up, my penis was always hard. It was in this state that I discovered Yangming's mother. Yangming's parents had married young. His mother, Li Shufen, worked in a government office, while his father worked in steel casting.

I started paying attention to Yangming's mother. I was surprised to find that the years hadn't left many marks on her face, and her figure, despite her hard work, hadn't changed much. Especially her slender waist and full buttocks—they left a deep, lingering impression on me.

I began to subtly inquire about Yangming's mother's schedule. I discovered that she always had time in the afternoons to do housework and watch TV. I also learned that Yangming's father's workplace was rushing to meet deadlines during the Chinese New Year holiday, trying to squeeze in time for repairs, so he wouldn't be home on Saturdays and Sundays. My mind started to form a plan. Initially, my plan wasn't really to get Yangming's mother into bed; I just wanted to say some dirty things to her, tease her, and maybe even touch her buttocks.

On Wednesday afternoon, I went to Yangming's house (I usually know the time well, so I rarely find him alone). (I'll refer to Yangming's mother as Shufen from now on). Shufen happened to be home, so I started talking to her.

Me: Auntie, do you miss Yangming?

Shufen: Of course I do! I've raised him all these years, and he's never been that far from home (Yangming is serving in the army in Inner Mongolia).

Me: Actually, it's good for Yangming to go out and get some experience. He'll never understand what society is like if you take care of him at home.

Shufen: I know that, but I'm worried.

Me: I've heard people say there are three places in society that truly toughen people up: university, the army, and prison. Now that Yangming is gone, you should rest easy. Otherwise, he won't feel good. You should live a good life at home, and he'll be at ease too.

Shufen: Sigh, let's not talk about him. How are you doing at university? Do you have a boyfriend?

Me: What can you do at university? It's easy to find a boyfriend these days, but they're not long-term. Who knows what the future holds?

Shufen: Oh? You have one? Tell me about it.

Me: My boyfriend isn't that great, not even as good-looking as you.

Shufen: Don't joke with me, I'm old enough to be your mother, what are you comparing me to?

Me: You can't say that. Although you're a bit older, you're well-maintained, with a beautiful face, delicate features, and graceful eyebrows.

Shufen: You're so old, yet you describe him so well. What does your boyfriend look like?

Me: (I know she's changing the subject, but I didn't want to let her get into it)

Me: My boyfriend is just an average person, not particularly good-looking, a bit crazy, not very reliable.

Me: If only I could find a wife like you, Auntie! (While speaking, I slowly looked into her eyes)

Shufen: What's so great about me? (While avoiding my gaze) Do you want something to eat? I'll go make it for you. (She went to the kitchen)

(I realized I couldn't rush things, it's more fun to tease her slowly)

Me: No, I just came to check on you, I'll be home soon. (After saying that, I went to the door to put on my shoes. Usually, she would definitely ask me to stay, but today she was probably distracted. She just said "oh" and didn't say anything.)

(Sigh, she's using retreat as a tactic to ignore me. I've already said I'm leaving, so go ahead, there's always tomorrow.)

The next day, I went to her house again.

Me: Auntie is home.

Shufen: Ah, yes, I'm here. (She's watching TV inside.)

(I took off my shoes, came in, and explained the situation: I'm from Northeast China, and we have central heating in winter, so the houses are very warm. If the heating is good, we can wear sweaters and long underwear indoors. The building where Shufen and I live was built by our factory, and the heating is managed by the factory, so the heating is very good.)

I noticed that Shufen was sitting inside watching TV wearing these sweaters and long underwear. They were tight-fitting, highlighting Shufen's figure, which caught my eye. At the same time, Shufen also noticed that her clothes were a bit revealing, but (I guess) she treated me like a child, and she and her son are close friends. Besides, this is common at home here, so she didn't say anything more.

Me: Auntie, you have a really good figure. If you wore tight clothes and went out with me, people would probably think we were siblings.

Obviously, Shufen was very happy to hear that.

Shufen: Don't talk nonsense. You're so old. What about your girlfriend? Isn't she coming to your house for the New Year?

Me: No, she wants me to go to her house for the New Year.

Shufen: Oh, what do you think?

Me: We'll see. We're not even sure what will happen between us

. Shufen: Since that's what you think, don't waste your time.

Me: (But I really didn't understand what "waste your time" meant. Later I learned that "waste your time" means being afraid that the other person will cling to you after you've had sex.)

Me: Waste what? What's there to waste?

Shufen: I mean, you two shouldn't sleep together.

Me: (Hearing this, I thought, this is an opportunity!) What do you mean, sleep together? You mean having sex?

Shufen: (Clearly blushing a little, is it because of the heating? Hehe) Kids these days know everything. Sigh, yes, that's it. Don't let the woman cling to you.

Me: Huh!? Why would she cling to me? (A word of advice to all you guys: love is fine, but make sure you take precautions before you're ready to get married.)

Shufen: You're still young,

you wouldn't understand even if I told you. Me: How can I understand if you don't tell me?

(I moved closer to Shufen, acting like a spoiled son, and grabbed her hand and shook it vigorously.)

This clearly amused her.

Shufen: How old are you? You already have a boyfriend, why are you still acting like a child? What if you two have a relationship and she gets pregnant? Will you get married? If you do, do you have the financial means? There are many other things you can't even imagine.

(Speaking of this, I'm really scared. My family is very traditional. If my dad knew about this, he'd skin me alive.)

Me: What should I do? Shufen: Don't do

it again. There are quite a few kids like that nowadays, unmarried couples living together. It's on TV every day. Just be careful in the future and don't touch her.

Me: Okay. (At that time, I really had some thoughts about not touching my girlfriend, but within a few seconds, I realized that Shufen's hand and arm were still in my hands. I subconsciously stroked them, not only her hand but also her arm.)

(Shufen obviously felt it too. She pretended to be nonchalant and pulled her hand away, picking up the remote to change the channel.)

But you have no idea how fast my heart was beating. But finding that nothing was wrong, I gradually became bolder.

I: Auntie, I learned how to tell fortunes at school. Let me tell your fortune.

After saying that, I pulled Shufen's hand into mine. Shufen pulled back a little, but with both hands together, she stopped struggling.

Shufen: You can tell fortunes? Hehe, look,

I gently stroked her hand, feeling the different texture compared to a young girl's.

I said: "This is the lifeline, this is the marriage line, this is the lifeline, and the one in the middle is the career line.

" (You guys didn't know these lines before, did you? I started bragging based on these lines, saying things like, "You have a son, and a husband, your son is like this, your husband's last name..." I said I knew all of these things, which amused Shufen.)

Shufen: "How can you calculate like that? Just say what you know.

" Me: "Hehe, just kidding, I'll deal with it. See if I have some kind of fortune-telling ability, I'll be right every time I say something, hehe."

Shufen: "Yes, I am. How could I not be right if you know everything? What else can you say?" (If she hadn't asked this, I would have tried to trick her, I'd figured something out and she would have asked.)

Me: "Well, I'll really tell you."

Shufen: "Go ahead, you've been bragging for so long."

Me: "Actually, it's nothing much, it's just that your skin is better than my boyfriend's (compliment), and your hands feel better too."

Shufen: Don't say that again. I'm a grown woman now. I forgot to ask you yesterday, what would you like to eat? I'll go make you something.

(I thought that if I left today, it would be a waste of this atmosphere.)

Me: Just make something simple.

(Shufen got up and went to the kitchen. At this moment, I was extremely conflicted, not knowing whether I should be bolder or stop there. After thinking about it, I decided to give it a try.)

Shufen was indeed chopping vegetables in the kitchen. I walked over and pretended to accidentally touch her buttocks. She was wearing long underwear, and it felt very soft.

After touching her like this two or three times, I decided to be bolder.

I walked behind her, hugged her waist, and shouted at the same time: Mom~~~!!!

When Shufen heard me call her that, she obviously stopped.

I hugged her and said: Yangming is gone. If you miss your son, treat me as your own child. Tell me if anything happens.

After saying this, I began to enjoy the soft and elastic feel of Shufen's body, and

then hugged her a little tighter and let go.

But my heart was pounding and my legs were a little weak.

I decided to go to the main room to calm down and think things through.

After a while, Shufen called me to eat. I didn't pay attention to what I ate, but I saw her face, which was a little red. I thought she was so sexy and beautiful, as if every part of her body was incredibly attractive to me.

I hurriedly ate a few bites and said I was full, then ran to the main room.

At this point, I felt that something

was going to happen. A mature woman was no longer averse to me. What should I do?

After she finished tidying up, she came to the main room.

(At that time, the room was very quiet except for the sound of the TV. You might not believe it, but I felt it was really quiet and awkward.)

I thought I was good at speaking, so

I should say something that suited the atmosphere

. Me: Auntie, um, I have something I want to ask.

Shufen: What is it?

Me: Um, my boyfriend and I had sex for an hour. Is that a normal time?

Shufen: I don't know, it depends on the individual. What's your boyfriend's family situation like?

Me: Oh. So-so, he has a younger brother.

Me: Um, it's almost Chinese New Year, aren't you going to buy Yangming some new clothes?

Shufen: I want to buy some too, but I don't know what kind to buy. He won't need them now, he's in the army and won't be back for the New Year. I don't know what he likes.

Me: I'm here. Yangming is about the same age as me. I guess what I like is about the same age as him. If he doesn't like it, I'll buy it for him.

Shufen: I'll ask my husband

. Me: Okay, if there's nothing else, I'll go home now.

After saying that, I put on my shoes and went home. Today was so exciting. I touched her and hugged her. It was so great.

Around 6 pm, Yangming's dad called me and asked if I had time tomorrow to help him pick out some clothes.

I said no problem.

I didn't expect tomorrow to be my lucky day

. The next day, I was restless at home, wondering what to do next.

I thought about it and went to her house and rang the doorbell. She opened the door for me.

Shufen: Perfect timing, I was just about to call you. Let's go shopping in a bit and look at some clothes for Yangming .

Me: Okay.

I looked at Shufen's clothes. They were very traditional. I felt that it was a sin for such a good woman not to show her most beautiful side to others.

Me: Auntie, I think you should dress up a bit. You forgot what I said the other day? If you dress up, you'll look like my sister, haha. Why not wear your clothes?

Shufen: You're so old, why are you still acting all cute?

Me: That's not right. I think women should show their beautiful side to others, let them admire you with envious eyes, and pay attention to you.

Me: Just my personal opinion, haha, that's good too.

Shufen: Well, after I change my pants

, we'll get on the bus. I don't know why, maybe it's because it's almost Chinese New Year, and there are a lot of people buying New Year's goods. The bus is crowded.

We've read so many articles about taking advantage of women on buses, we can't just read them for nothing!

But I noticed that today, all the women on the bus had men escorting them

. I couldn't take advantage of other women, and I was already carrying my own... I remembered in the kitchen,

when that soft bottom got on the bus, Shufen got on first, and I followed her, holding her with both hands, smelling her feminine fragrance, my little thing pressing against her butt with each bump of the bus. I really wished this bus would never end.

But happy times are always short-lived.

Shufen and I strolled around the street, browsing the clothes. Soon, we bought them.

When we got on the bus, I found a good spot (but there were no seats). I held onto the dashboard with one hand and put the other in my pocket. After the bus started moving, I slowly placed my hand on Shufen's buttocks.

Seeing that Shufen didn't seem to feel anything, I slowly started moving my hand. Shufen's buttocks were very full and soft. I pressed my hand against her plump buttocks and blew air into her ear through my nose. Her face slowly started to turn red, and she turned to look at me. I looked into her eyes, pressed my hand down hard, and heard her let out a soft "Oh." Her sharp eyes almost scared me to death.

A few dozen seconds later, I noticed she didn't yell, but was still staring at me.

(But I thought, since she'd already noticed, there wouldn't be another chance. I might as well squeeze out as much as I could now. Thinking this, I took my hand off the handrail, wrapped my arms around her waist, and with my other hand, pinched her buttocks hard without any restraint.)

She quickly realized that staring at me wouldn't stop my crazy behavior and would easily attract attention. She turned her head away. Seeing this, I became even bolder, and my hand around her waist began to move towards her breasts. She noticed my intention, took her hand off the handrail, and pressed my hand down firmly. Under these circumstances, we quickly arrived at our stop. Shufen got off the bus first, and I followed her with my head down!

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