[Sexy Leg Goddess Ye Rong, the Beautiful Mother] (Part 1)

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Located in Yunhai, the Donghu Villa District is the most luxurious residence in the entire city. Over a hundred villas are
built along the lake, arranged in a staggered, picturesque manner. Besides enjoying the bustling CBD of the city center, it also possesses the natural charm of an urban oasis. It can
be said that those who live here are either extremely wealthy or extremely privileged, the chosen ones of heaven.
"Look, my house is in that dark red one up ahead. Hey Director Zhao, don't be so cheeky when we get to my house. If it
weren't for my mother insisting I thank you for your promotion, I wouldn't let you, you lecherous turtle, into my house!"
In the district, a Mercedes-Benz AMG was slowly driving by. The beautiful host, Bai, sat in the passenger seat, applying
bright lipstick and touching up her light makeup, while speaking to Zhao Yi with a hint of annoyance.
After returning a few days ago, Bai Bing, who had been thoroughly groped by Zhao Yi and nearly sexually assaulted, hated this
lecherous man with a passion. However, since he was her subordinate and they would inevitably run into each other
, Bai Bing could only console herself by avoiding him in the future; he couldn't possibly force himself on her, could he? But
then, Zhao Yi returned and actually gave her a big gift: he was asked to host the station's annual meeting this year, and he promised to promote
her to a prime-time program next year.
Suddenly, Bai Bing felt uneasy. Could this old cuckold really be infatuated with her? Thinking about
it, Bai Bing frowned, her delicate face showing a conflicted expression. The thought of how
this old cuckold had violated her from head to toe made her furious again, and she glared at Zhao
Yi like a puffed-up kitten.
"Hey, Ms. Bai, I'm a seasoned veteran, how could I say anything inappropriate? Don't
worry, I'll definitely satisfy my mother-in-law!" Zhao Yi said, deliberately trying to annoy Bai Bing with his adorable demeanor
. Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, Bai Bing reached out and grabbed his ear.
"Stop talking nonsense! I have absolutely no connection with you. Humph, even if we were related, it would only be a working relationship
. Stop daydreaming! We're here, let's stop here!" Bai Bing spat at Zhao Yi haughtily, raised her head,
slammed the car door shut, and her six-inch rose-red high heels clicked off the floor. Her long, beautiful legs were flawless, fair
and smooth, with a crisp, rhythmic click as she effortlessly left Zhao Yi behind.
Zhao Yi was completely stunned. How could such a stunning beauty be born?
As the saying goes, like mother, like daughter. Bai Bing is so stunningly beautiful, and her mother, Ye Rong, is said to be equally gorgeous
. Today, Zhao Yi finally gets to see her beauty. Following behind Bai Bing, Zhao Yi couldn't help but feel incredibly excited. He knew that
Bai Bing's father was the executive president of a foreign company, constantly traveling the world. Bai Bing said that
she spent more time with her nanny than with her own father when she was little. If Bai Bing was like that, how much more so would
Ye Rong, young and beautiful, a former star of a ballet troupe?
Living a life of celibacy must be very lonely. Heh heh, I have a chance! If I could have both mother and daughter someday,
wouldn't that be the ultimate feast? Thinking of this, Zhao Yi's adrenaline immediately surged.
"Ding-dong, ding-dong!"
The doorbell rang. Inside the brick-red European-style villa, the dim light of dusk streamed through the window. A
stunningly beautiful woman with an alluring figure was exercising on the gym equipment. Fine beads of sweat clung to her body like a thin mist
, making her slender and graceful figure appear hazy yet smooth as silk.
Unlike her usual workout attire, Ye Rong wore a V-neck top and tight-fitting pants, exposing her lower abdomen. Years of
fitness had given her incredibly sexy abs, making it hard to believe she was forty. Her V-shaped abdomen was
like a flawless work of art, the kind of shape only occasionally seen in magazines like "Men's Health." Not to mention her slender
waist and two alluring, fleshy dimples on her buttocks. Only the most exquisite women possess such mesmerizing features as these dimples.
And with the vibrations of the gym equipment, her firm, plump buttocks rippled in waves, as if
beckoning someone to come and play with them.
Hearing the doorbell, Ye Rong let out a soft sigh, straightened up, picked up a towel to wipe her sweat, and
walked barefoot to the door.
Her beautiful feet were snow-white and delicate; her toes weren't painted with any vibrant colors, but they appeared even more charming and graceful. Walking on the Turkish
handmade carpet, she looked like a snow fox strolling through the forest—indescribably elegant and alluring.
These shapely long legs were the result of Ye Rong's twenty years of ballet training. Sometimes, when she looked in the mirror at home, she
couldn't help but admire her figure. Her daughter, Bai Bing, perfectly embodied her excellent genes.
In recent years, after leaving the dance troupe, she had given all her love to Bai Bing. Today, she was hosting a banquet for Zhao Yi, hoping that Bai Bing could
go further on her path to realizing her dreams.
Opening the door, Ye Rong smiled gracefully, "It must be Accountant Zhao, welcome, welcome!
My daughter has been so well taken care of by you at the TV station. As her mother, I've always wanted to thank you properly, but I haven't had the chance. Today,
you must try my cooking!"
"Not at all, not at all, Mrs. Ye is so lucky to have such a lovely and intelligent daughter like Bai Bing.
I'm so envious!" Zhao Yi said with a lovesick smile, talking about Bai Bing but his eyes were full of Ye Rong. The phrase "having two beauties "
basically sums up Zhao Yi's current fantasies.
"Mom, you're cooking yourself? What hasn't Director Zhao eaten? Do you have to be so formal? Where's Aunt Wu?"
Bai Bing scoffed, rolling her eyes at Zhao Yi, thinking to herself, "You're so lucky. My mom hasn't cooked in a long time.
It's no exaggeration to say she's never lifted a finger. Even when my dad comes back from a business trip, he only gets to eat Aunt Wu's cooking.
At most, she'll make him a cup of grapefruit juice." I watched "Divas Hit the Road" the other day, and everyone online said that Xu Qing is spoiled and
pampered, out of touch with reality. But if you ask me, in terms of looks, my mom is almost forty, yet she still looks
like a sister to me, not like mother and daughter. And her mindset is so youthful; sometimes her clothes are even more
avant-garde and fashionable than mine. I've always been completely outmatched by my mom in terms of the number of high heels she owns. And as for her aura, the
artistic sense of a dancer is something ordinary people can't compare to. Just her posture alone is something most women can only dream of.
"Aunt Wu went back to her hometown, and I had nothing to do, so I did it myself! My dear daughter, go upstairs
and see what's going on. Mom went to Paris to see your dad last week and brought you back a pair of the latest Jimmy Hoo high heels."
"Heels, go try them on and see if they fit!" Ye Rong said, welcoming Zhao Yi into the house while shoving Bai Bing up the stairs. Her
behavior was nothing like that of a mother; she seemed more like Bai Bing's best friend.
"Ha, Mom understands me best! Wait, when you buy me shoes, you always buy yourself a pair too.
Come on, tell me honestly, did you go on another shopping spree in Paris? I'll tell Dad!" Bai Bing's mischievous eyes lit
up as she turned around and giggled.
"Uh, well, I didn't buy much. I just bought a dozen or so pieces of fashion week clothes and three pairs of the latest high heels.
Oh, and a limited edition Gucci handbag, and I think I also have a Chanel necklace. Humph, loving
beauty is a woman's nature, right, Director Zhao? Mom's so bored at home all by herself, and you don't even
come back to see me often. You even dare to tattle! I'll beat you to death, you little brat!" Ye Rong recalled to herself, suddenly realizing
that her daughter was teasing her in front of the guests. She gritted her teeth angrily and reached out to give Bai Bing
a sharp rap on the head.
"Okay, okay, Mom, I was wrong. Oh my, is that perfume you're wearing new too?
It smells so good, like irises. It's making me all horny. How about I borrow it for a bit? I won't tell
Dad, deal?" Bai Bing instinctively reached out to block, deliberately leaned close to Ye Rong and took a deep
sniff, making a gesture of grabbing her chest, and said in an exaggerated way, then scurried away like a chick and hid behind Zhao Yi
.
Ye Rong, like an angry eagle, couldn't catch Bai Bing after several attempts. Hands on her hips, she helplessly
said to Zhao Yi, "Director Zhao, look at my daughter! She's so unruly! I've always taught you to be a lady, a lady,
but look at you, a complete rebellious little devil!"
"Haha, Mom, I'm going upstairs. You two chat. By the way, our Director Zhao has a rather submissive personality, so
don't be too polite to him! Humph!" Bai Bing didn't forget to subtly criticize Zhao Yi before going upstairs, leaving Ye Rong with a rather helpless expression
. She sighed at Zhao Yi.
Zhao Yi watched Bai Bing and Ye Rong's playful banter as if admiring two fairies frolicking, wondering to himself, "
Is Ye Rong really forty years old?"
"Director Zhao, come, sit down. Have some tea first. The food is in the living room. We'll start once Bingbing comes down. By the way
, Director Zhao, do you have any dietary restrictions?" After Zhao Yi sat down, Ye Rong casually leaned back on the chaise lounge,
her beautiful legs curled up, listlessly playing with her long, black hair. She smiled faintly at Zhao Yi,
appearing extremely relaxed. This innate air of elegance filled the entire living room with a charming and noble
atmosphere.
Looking at Ye Rong's bare, fit figure and alluring posture, Zhao Yi suddenly understood that the biggest
difference between Ye Rong and Bai Bing was their temperament. This temperament was reflected in many aspects, such as her calm and composed demeanor, her captivating
charm, and most importantly, Ye Rong's skin. From the beautiful skin on her buttocks, it was clear that although it wasn't
the dewy, translucent white of Bai Bing's, it was a smooth, firm, and supple texture. This radiant, mature body
was even more likely to arouse a man's desire.
If Bai Bing still had a touch of naiveté, then Ye Rong was like a ripe peach.
While still outwardly juicy, decades of mature womanhood had erased any youthful tenderness. Ye
Rong's beautiful flesh was as if plated with copper and lacquered; her perfect body could only be described with four words
: sexy bombshell!
Some men never get to experience such a sexy bombshell in their entire lives, or even see one. A woman's
pleasure isn't just derived from the act of playing with her; that level of pleasure merely stimulates your physiological structure. A truly
alluring goddess gives you pleasure just by looking at her; you feel the urge anytime, anywhere, regardless of time or place, and you
never get tired of her. Zhao Yi felt this way now, desperately wanting to touch Ye Rong's beautiful legs. Those shapely,
straight legs must be incredibly enjoyable, full of elasticity, and even more sensual to touch. If Ye Rong's beautiful feet
were placed on his large penis, he estimated that just a few gentle rubs would be enough to make him ejaculate.
As Zhao Yi fantasized, Ye Rong made no attempt to conceal her stunning figure, occasionally turning over and
stretching her long legs. She was all too used to this kind of expression from men.
Ye Rong thought to herself, if she weren't married and no longer involved in social life, her admirers would definitely line up in a row
. Even now, when she went shopping, she often caused some chaos because of the high number of people turning to look at her. This Director Zhao
's lecherous little eyes had been staring at her ever since he entered the door, his gaze so lewd and undisguised. Sure enough
, men are all the same; her daughter would definitely be taken advantage of if she worked under him. Just now, the way
he looked at Bingbing wasn't pure either. Humph, I must teach this lecherous devil a lesson today and give him a taste of his own
medicine.
Ye Rong felt a sudden disdain for Zhao Yi, but she didn't show it on her face. Instead, she began to
move her two slender, jade-like fingers back and forth on her thighs. Her delicate fingers and snow-white skin
created a perfect performance. Ye Rong noticed that the closer her hands got to his inner thighs, the more rapid Zhao Yi's breathing became.
And whenever she bit her lip, Zhao Yi would awkwardly shift his legs and swallow.
This kind of control over men was child's play for Ye Rong. She enjoyed seeing men make fools of themselves;
it was a display of her charm and powerful proof that she had defied age.
Of course, Ye Rong's control of the situation was quite precise. It didn't seem deliberate at all, nor did she
intend to seduce anyone. Rather, it was as if she possessed an innate allure. Zhao Yi's dazed and lustful expression
secretly pleased her. She considered it a slight punishment for her daughter. Ye Rong believed that when dealing with lustful men, one should use a slow and gentle approach,
letting them see but not touch, making them drool and anxious. This was the
most effective way to punish them.
If you're too cold, you might scare the lustful man away, failing to achieve the desired effect of punishment. If you're too
proactive, you might get burned. It's about finding the right balance, and it's also the best test for a woman to control her charm
.
"So alike, so very alike!" Zhao Yi murmured to himself, looking Ye Rong's beautiful face from side to side.
"Like what?" Ye Rong asked languidly, bringing the black tea to her lips and sipping it elegantly. Her tender red
tongue darted out from her lips, like a captivating flame.
"Like Cherie Chung, really! The moment I saw you, Mrs. Ye, I thought you looked like a big star. Your auras are so
similar! Cherie Chung was the fantasy of a generation, but youth fades quickly. Mrs. Ye, you've maintained yourself so well;
you can be called an ageless goddess. It's a pity you didn't go into acting, otherwise I would definitely be your loyal fan!"
Zhao Yi shamelessly flattered.
"Director Zhao, you really know how to talk. But quite a few people really say I look like Cherie Chung. Hehe, do you think I'm prettier,
or is Cherie Chung prettier?" Ye Rong smiled mischievously, licking her red lips and asking with seductive eyes,
revealing her mature charm.
The sudden shock caused Zhao Yi to completely collapse. His legs gave way, and he slid off the sofa,
almost kneeling at Ye Rong's feet, shouting, "Goddess, ravage me! Whip me! As long as I can
be intimate with you, I'll gladly be abused by you!"
Zhao Yi had been with many women, but only with Bai Bing did his youthful passion rekindle. Today, with
Ye Rong, that passion turned into excitement. The charm of goddesses was irresistible to mortals, especially when faced with
two at once. Every smile and frown of these beauties tormented him.
Zhao Yi's already large belly, combined with his bald
head, made him look like a deflated balloon. Ye Rong saw everything clearly and burst into laughter, her
ample breasts bouncing wildly, almost spilling out of her V-neck shirt.
"Director Zhao, what's wrong with you?" Ye Rong asked knowingly, her eyes full of mockery.
"It's nothing, it's nothing, I was just spacing out!" Zhao Yi chuckled awkwardly, trying to brush it off.
"Oh, that's good. By the way, Director Zhao, can you read palms?" Ye Rong felt that this teasing was
n't enough, so she had a sudden idea. She gracefully stood up, her pert bottom firm, and sat down next to Zhao Yi.
Zhao Yi subconsciously replied, "A little, Mrs. Ye. If you're interested, I can take a look for you
! Hehe, but no need to look, your palm is also destined for great wealth and good fortune."
Ye Rong nodded and smiled, revealing her teeth, and said sweetly, "Director Zhao, you have such a sweet tongue. Then please take a look for me!"
Ye Rong slowly extended her hand, then pulled over a thin cushion and placed it on Zhao Yi's lap, saying softly,
"It's too tiring for me to hold my hand up like this, you can just look at it like this!"
Bai Bing was still upstairs in front of the dressing mirror, looking at her new high heels, unaware that downstairs, Zhao Yi and
Ye Rong had already begun their first intimate encounter.
"Your career line isn't long, which means you gave up your career early for your husband, but your family line
is very full. Look, here, isn't it like this?" Zhao Yi held Ye Rong's soft, fragrant hand in his,
explaining in a pretentious manner. However, his restless eyes had already betrayed his true intentions. His entire body
began to slowly lean his weight onto Ye Rong, the distance between their bodies getting closer and closer until they were almost touching,
like a couple deeply in love.
Ye Rong felt Zhao Yi's actions, suppressing her disgust and the nauseating smell of the man, thinking to herself, "Grandma,
I'll let you take advantage of me first, then I'll teach you a lesson in humiliation. Humph, just you wait and see."
The drama began, the beautiful mature woman launching her first offensive against the lecherous station manager.
Ye Rong pretended to listen attentively, then slowly pressed her jade-like arm down. The thin cushion, only a finger's width wide,
offered no protection whatsoever. With each sentence Zhao Yi spoke, Ye Rong would sweetly ask, "And here?
And here? Is there any special treatment?"
Correspondingly, as her red lips parted and her breath became fragrant, the pressure from Ye Rong's arm slowly
moved towards Zhao Yi's inner thigh. It all seemed so normal, yet incredibly alluring.
Zhao Yi felt that spot getting closer and closer, yet never quite reaching his
most sensitive spot.
Ye Rong, seeing the sweat beading on Zhao Yi's forehead, felt quite satisfied. She softly asked, "Director Zhao, are you
feeling unwell? Is the air conditioning too hot? Why are you sweating so much?" As she spoke, she continued to
knead the cushion with her arm, transferring just the right amount of pressure to Zhao Yi.
Zhao Yi felt a fire rising in his groin, but it was extinguished by the rain as soon as it ignited. This happened several times,
and it was truly agonizing. However, he was too embarrassed to admit his embarrassing state, so he could only pretend everything was normal and reply,
"It's nothing, the temperature is just right. I'm just captivated by your beauty, Miss Ye, that's why I'm a little excited!"
"Hehehe, I see. Then, continue to examine my marriage line for me?" Ye Rong suppressed her
laughter, watching Zhao Yi's silent frustration, feeling great. Her movements became even more intense.
This time, Zhao Yi felt so good that he couldn't help but groan.
"Director Zhao, what's wrong with you?" Ye Rong opened her beautiful eyes, showing a puzzled
expression, but her movements didn't stop at all, and she gradually moved away from Zhao Yi's key core
area.
As Ye Rong's arm moved outward, Zhao Yi instinctively moved his body outward as well. Before long, there was a thud
, and Zhao Yi fell off the sofa to the ground again, looking quite disheveled.
Just then, Bai Bing came downstairs and, seeing Zhao Yi on the ground, laughed, "Director Zhao,
what are you doing? Why sit on the floor when there's a sofa?"
Ye Rong snorted, arrogantly stood up, and sat back on her chaise lounge, coldly mocking, "Director Zhao
isn't feeling well. When asked what's wrong, he won't say. Sigh!"
Zhao Yi was so angry his stomach ached, but he still forced himself to pretend nothing
was wrong and gave a perfunctory reply, cursing inwardly, "It's clearly you, this mature woman, who's been seducing me, yet you act like nothing's wrong. You're ten times better than Bai Bing. I 'll
learn my lesson. Don't even think about messing with me again. I'll tear your clothes off and rub your big ass
and big breasts until they burst!" Looking at Ye Rong's perfect face and fiery body, Zhao Yi's competitive
spirit was completely ignited. Since you're determined to tease me, then be careful you don't get burned.
Bai Bing had no idea what had just happened. She said to Ye Rong, "Mom, Liu Qian urgently needs to speak with me."
" I have to go over there!"
"What is it? Eat first!" Ye Rong looked up, puzzled.
"Mom, don't ask. It's really urgent. It seems Liu Qian's godfather is in trouble! I have to go see! You
and Director Zhao eat first, I'll be back in a bit." Bai Bing explained to Ye Rong as she walked to the door, then hurriedly left
.
Upon hearing this, Ye Rong had no choice but to give up, only saying softly, "When did Qian Qian get a godfather? Never mind
, Director Zhao, come on, let's sit down!" After saying that, she didn't even look at Zhao Yi before walking back. Although she spoke politely,
she had completely ignored Zhao Yi.
The sun was setting, and night was beginning to fall.
Zhao Yi had never experienced such a setback. Standing there, looking at Ye Rong's swaying, alluringly plump buttocks,
and then at the air switch at the door, he suddenly grinned lewdly.
Director Zhao's counterattack was about to begin!

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