[Toad] (04-05) Author: Eric_S4er

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four.

He Liang hasn't come to my house for over a week, and I'm actually starting to look forward to it. But since that
midnight conversation, my wife hasn't mentioned our plans at all, going about her business as usual, completely unfazed,
as if she's forgotten about it.

I seized the opportunity to casually ask my son why He Liang hasn't come to our house lately. My son said he
didn't know what the kid was busy with, and he always went straight home after school. Actually, I knew the reason: the
kid was afraid to come to our house.

To cover up my intentions, I said to my son, "Did you two have a fight?" My son said dismissively, "What
? I haven't even spoken to him much lately, what fight could there be?" Then I thought, this kid really can't not come; then all
our plans will be ruined, and who will we play with?

So I told my son that I'd invite He Liang over for dinner this Friday. I'd made something delicious to treat
them , since final exams are coming up soon. My son immediately agreed when he heard about the good food.

I told my wife about it, and she didn't say anything, just gave me a sidelong glance. Feeling awkward, I quietly
slipped away.

On Friday, I went home early, and to my surprise, my wife was already there.

"Huh? Why are you home so early?" I asked her, surprised. She usually gets off work at 5:30,
and it takes her more than half an hour to get home.

"I just got back too. I had a meeting and an event this afternoon, and I came back right after. I don't want to go to the dinner party tonight.
I'm going to take a shower, it's so hot!" my wife said as she went into the bathroom.

Looking at my wife's beautifully curved back, I couldn't help but feel a secret joy. After all, we're husband and wife, and we've slept in the same
bed for so many years; we think alike about everything.

That evening, my son and He Liang came home together.

You know, kids will be kids. Even if they've done something wrong, they'll still feel guilty. He Liang, once he came in, avoided
eye contact with my wife and me, his eyes darting around. He wasn't his usual lively self. After entering the house, he and our son
went straight to their room, only reluctantly emerging when we called them for dinner.

After showering, my wife changed into a white tube skirt even thinner and more sheer than before, reaching only to her thighs. Her voluptuous figure was vaguely
visible , her fair and smooth neck exposed, and her shapely, delicate calves,
like lotus roots, were incredibly alluring.

The neckline of the skirt was even lower than before, almost reaching her cleavage. Perhaps feeling the neckline
was too low, she added a delicate butterfly brooch. This brooch was like the finishing touch, highlighting
her subtly revealed pink breasts, but if you looked down, you could still
see her smooth, delicate flesh.

My wife's face was lightly made up, appearing fair and beautiful under the energy-saving light, dignified and elegant.
Judging from her blouse, she wasn't wearing anything underneath; when she slightly lifted her chest, her two large nipples
were clearly visible on her tube skirt.

Her face resembled that of a chaste woman, yet her attire was that of a wanton woman. This stark contrast and sexual
innuendo would have aroused even me, an adult, and my penis would have been half-erect; let alone a
child who had already seen her naked.

He Liang ate his meal with a flushed face, barely speaking, while his son
chattered embarrassing things that happened at school, like a chatterbox. Seeing He Liang's behavior, although his wife knew the reason, she
still feigned concern and asked the child if he was unwell or sick.

I almost burst out laughing, quickly lowering my head to pick up some food to cover it up. I thought to myself, "Wife, you
're such a good actress! You know this kid isn't feeling well, yet you pretend not to know and keep asking questions. And isn't his discomfort entirely your
fault? You're really something! " "It's nothing, Auntie, I'm just a little hot," He Liang quickly replied. "Oh, that's good. Don't catch a cold before your exams," my wife said with concern, casually picking some food for He Liang and deliberately touching the back of his hand with her soft, white fingers. He Liang quickly pulled his hand away as if he'd been electrocuted, his face turning even redder. My wife gave me a smug look and raised her eyebrows defiantly. That's when I realized my wife was actually even more wicked than me. She'd completely distracted the boy from eating the delicious meal. They say women can be more wicked than men when they want to be; I've truly witnessed it now. After a while, He Liang seemed to have calmed down a lot. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed he started stealing glances at his wife , especially at her exposed breasts when she bent over to eat. He seemed to be greedily eyeing them, as if he wanted to devour them. His wife knew he was staring at her chest, and sometimes she would deliberately puff out her chest to make her nipples stand out . Seeing this, I felt both excited and amused—a kind of happy laugh after teasing someone. After dinner, his wife said to He Liang, "Help Auntie clean up. I can't count on them." "Okay, Auntie," He Liang happily agreed, and the two of them carried the bowls and chopsticks into the kitchen. I guessed that he was more than happy to have a chance to be alone with his wife. So, I hid by the kitchen door and secretly observed their every move. He Liang helped his wife wash the dishes, the two standing very close. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, his wife would occasionally brush her smooth, white arm against his. He Liang, standing to the side beside her, never off her heaving breasts and round, plump buttocks. They chatted about the children's funny stories from school while doing chores. He Liang seemed much more relaxed than before, his usual cheerful demeanor eliciting smiles from his wife. To be honest, He Liang was quite charming to women; he was not only socially adept and well-behaved, but also quite witty and humorous around them. Slightly shorter than his wife, He Liang's warm breath tickled her ear, causing her to occasionally lift her shoulder and rub her earlobe, her face flushing . After finishing the chores, their son pulled He Liang to the sofa to play video games. The children's laughter and playfulness instantly filled the house with liveliness. My wife placed an apple on the coffee table. Usually, she would do other chores or go back to the bedroom while the children were playing , but today she sat down.

As I was smoking on the balcony, watching video games and enjoying the happy atmosphere of family life
, I inadvertently noticed my wife's eyes frequently glancing at He Liang's crotch. Her face flushed,
and became somewhat awkward in her sitting posture.

So I moved to a different spot, and that's when I noticed He Liang's glans peeking out from his shorts. The kid
wasn't wearing underwear ; his shorts were loose and couldn't properly hold his penis in place. Combined with his excitement from playing video games,
he wasn't aware of his embarrassing situation, but my wife had seen it all.

It's true that kids these days develop early. He Liang's penis wasn't very thick or long, not yet reaching adult
standards, but the foreskin had already shed halfway to the glans. The fleshy red glans leaned obliquely against his unusually large
scrotum, which looked like two small white eggs squeezed together with his penis—
somewhat disproportionate for a child his age. However, these two small white eggs already had sparse, downy hairs on them.

My wife noticed me looking at her, her face turned even redder, and she got up and went into the bedroom.

I regretted catching her in the act, thinking: I should have let her look a little longer. She'd never seen a man's genitals in real life
other than mine, not online, of course, let alone
the penis of a young boy just starting puberty. It was obvious she really liked it; otherwise, she wouldn't have sat down to watch
the kids play video games.

I followed my wife into the bedroom, grinning, and said, "Hehe...you saw it all?!"

My wife rolled her eyes at me first, then smiled and asked, "Saw what?"

"Tch, still won't admit it? Secretly looking at that young man's tender penis, aren't you ashamed, haha..." I teased
my wife, laughing.

"You rascal, keep your voice down, the kids will hear. Who peeked? Who wants to look at something so ugly
! Even if they did, so what? Only he can look at mine, not me!" my wife argued.

"I didn't say anything, so what if you saw it? But speaking of which, He Liang is going to be a womanizer someday
. Look how big his balls are, almost as big as mine." I moved closer to my wife and reached out
to grab and knead her breasts.

"Ah... be gentle, what if you crush them? Yeah, they are really big, I bet when they grow up they'll be
one of the biggest." My wife said, pushing my hand away.

"But, wife, you're really alluring tonight, any man would be bewitched by you." I
lifted my wife's clothes and sucked on her dark purple nipple.

"Really? Hmph... I can't speak for other men, but I'm good at teasing this little brat."
My wife said smugly.

"Hey! Wife, why don't you try harder to get him into bed and taste the flavor of a young hunk?"
I said with a grin, reaching out to touch my wife's vulva, not expecting
it .

"Are you kidding me? How can you say something like that? What would that make me? Are you just blinded by lust? If I really
did it, you'd be green with envy, could you handle that?" My wife shoved me, making me stumble, and scolded me
playfully .

"Just kidding, you really believe me? I'm not afraid of being green with envy, I'm just afraid you don't have the guts to do it." I said defiantly,
still a little resentful after being shoved.

"Fine! Let's put this out there, you better not regret it!" My wife glared at me fiercely, shook me off,
and stormed off to the bathroom.

I stared blankly at the ceiling, thinking: How did something so happy tonight turn out like this? What if my
wife really got laid by He Liang? Would I pretend nothing happened? It seems He Liang has the assets.
What will our life be like then?

Five.

In the days that followed, my wife seemed to be deliberately putting on a show for me, dressing even more revealingly, especially
when He Liang was around. Her attire was practically nonexistent; she was always braless, and a few times she
wasn't . This gave He Liang a good look, and he came to my house even more frequently.

To better observe the cat-and-mouse game between my wife and He Liang, I installed five hidden
cameras in the house, one in each room, all set to the optimal angle, connected to a computer for
24/7 monitoring and remote viewing. After testing them, the results were quite good; my wife's changing clothes,
showering, and using the toilet were all clearly captured in excellent image quality.

I deeply realized that women are often two-faced, always saying one thing and doing another, but I still
enjoyed it, watching with a mixture of excitement and complex emotions as my wife
displayed .

Two weeks later, my son and He Liang finished their entrance exams.

To celebrate the children's successful completion of primary school, my wife asked our son to invite He Liang over,
and prepared a feast for them. Everyone chatted happily about school events, the children's hopes for
the future and their summer vacation plans.

That evening, it was a bit muggy. Unable to sleep, I looked at my wife, who was sound asleep after a long day, and idly turned on
the computer. After browsing online for a while without finding anything interesting, I opened the security camera footage. Watching the children's
innocent smiles, my wife's sweet smile radiating happiness and contentment, and He Liang
's comical expressions as he occasionally peeked at my wife, I felt a sense of contentment and amusement.

Then, I casually opened the bathroom security camera footage. At first, there wasn't much, but later it showed
my wife changing clothes after work and going to the bathroom. Because He Liang was there, she was still wearing a thin gauze dress;
it seemed to have become a habit for her.

After relieving herself, my wife stared blankly at her reflection in the mirror, lost in thought.
After a long while, she gave herself a seductive smile, as if making a decision. She bent down, lifted her skirt
, pulled off her underwear, and tossed it into the laundry basket. Naked from the waist down, she went to prepare a sumptuous dinner for the children.

My wife is a very clean woman; she always washes and dries her underwear herself immediately after taking it off.
Perhaps she was in a hurry this time, so she just tossed it into the laundry basket.

Next, the children returned. A short while later, He Liang entered the bathroom, probably to urinate.
But just he was about to take out his penis, his eyes seemed to be drawn to something magnetic. Following his
gaze, he saw—it was the underwear my wife had just thrown into the laundry basket.

He Liang seemed possessed; his expression immediately became excited, his face flushed red, and his penis, poised to urinate,
instantly hardened, the dark red glans trembling.

He Liang was different from other children his age; he acted steadily and thoughtfully. He didn't rush to grab
the underwear , but first glanced at the bathroom door, then went to his wife, who was busy in the kitchen, and called out, "Auntie, I need to
use the toilet." He then locked the bathroom door, walked to the laundry basket, and with trembling hands, picked up
his wife 's underwear. As if discovering a new continent, he carefully examined the crotch area.

From the camera's position, it was clear that his wife's underwear still had some yellow urine and
secretions . Because it hadn't been long, the secretions hadn't dried completely, and I imagine it still carried
the distinctive fishy smell of a mature woman's genitals, as well as her usual perfume.

At this moment, He Liang held the underwear to his nose, inhaling deeply as if smelling flowers, and then began licking the
yellow stains as if sucking nectar. Perhaps not yet satisfied, he pulled his underwear over his head, the crotch of
the underwear covering his lips and nose, and then sat on the toilet, rapidly stroking his penis up and down.

His penis, fully erect, was already over ten centimeters long, the entire shaft quite well-developed.
The foreskin naturally retracted beneath the blood-red glans after the penis became engorged with blood. The glans was very large, larger than most adults
, almost the same size as his scrotum, standing proudly erect in a triangular formation.

A short while later, as he rapidly stroked himself, mumbling something, gushes of
thick semen shot like arrows onto the opposite tiled wall, lasting for over a minute, like urination.
This was astonishing; how could a child have so much semen, more than two adults combined?
It was truly extraordinary.

After the pleasure subsided, He Liang slumped onto the toilet like a deflated balloon. Once he regained some energy,
the kid quickly cleaned up the mess, glanced at the underwear he was still clutching, and then stuffed it into his pocket.

Staring at the screen, I felt a pang of jealousy. I hadn't expected my wife's underwear to have such allure,
making a young boy so infatuated and oblivious. I couldn't help but find it a little funny. If he
and my wife did that, what would happen to her with his sexual prowess…? I didn't dare think any further, but my penis
was already hard.

I continued watching the rest of the video; it was all clips of our daily life. Because the kids were on holiday,
He Liang came to our house more often, giving him more opportunities to be with my wife, and the kid was
getting bolder and bolder. Once, my wife asked him to help pick vegetables in the kitchen, and he intentionally or unintentionally touched
my wife 's plump buttocks. My wife, however, seemed oblivious, chatting with him while doing her chores.

Although there's a significant age gap between my wife and him, they can talk to each other easily, sometimes sharing
surprisingly . They seem to have a telepathic connection, cooperating
seamlessly like friends of over a decade, working together to achieve near perfection.

Children shouldn't be allowed to run wild; the more you indulge them, the bolder they become. In the days that followed,
He Liang became increasingly brazen, seeking opportunities to touch my wife's body. This wasn't limited to her buttocks; her breasts
were also sometimes groped by his lewd hands.

At first, my wife didn't mind, but over time she noticed and tried to avoid him. But this
guy was quite persistent, always finding opportunities to take advantage of my wife. Eventually, my wife seemed to get used to
it , gradually enjoying the feeling of being teased and no longer avoiding it.

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