[Fantasy] Erotic City Married Women (Complete) - 13-15

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The Tragic Tale of a Mature Woman (07) Chapter Six: Virginity - The Confusion of the Heart

"But, but I'm worried that you will, will hurt her..."

"Didn't I promise you last week? We absolutely won't hurt a single hair on her head!" The shadowy figure quickly patted his chest and assured him: "When she joins, we'll cherish her too much to bear hurting her."

"What exactly do you want to do to her?" Sun Wei said with a bitter face: "Why are you pressuring me so hard?"

"We? We absolutely won't hurt anyone! We just want her to join our group! Isn't that what you want? In this respect, we're helping you too!"

The shadowy figure played the bad cop one moment and the good cop the next.

"But you'll definitely bully her then!"

"Bully? Hmph! You underestimate us too much!" The shadowy figure said seriously, "We would never bully a beauty like her! We just want to make her feel joy through communication, to let her love her natural nature, to like our group, and ultimately to completely integrate with us. Don't you usually hate those women who pretend to be arrogant? Tear off their masks, let them drop their hypocrisy and stand naked in front of us, isn't that what you want? Think about it, in our apartment, they can be naked and get along harmoniously with everyone, naturally and proudly showing us their noble breasts and vulvas, such a heartwarming scene, don't you want to see it? Don't you want her to become one of them?"

"But she is... mine..." Sun Wei seemed to become jealous after hearing these words.

"Okay, okay, I promise, she's still yours, is that alright? We won't take up your private time. How about it?"

"..."

"Oh, by the way, I heard her husband is coming back to the country soon, right?" The shadowy figure changed the subject.

“Yes…”

“Don’t you feel any sense of crisis at all? Maybe next month, no, maybe next week, he’ll be back! Today is Thursday! Do you think… you have much time left?” The shadowy figure patiently began his ideological work: “Once her husband comes back, she’ll never pay attention to you again! Even if she still has the desire, with her husband at home, you won’t have any chance. She’ll never kneel naked in front of you again to masturbate you, you won’t even see her breasts and buttocks again, and that vulva you most want to lick with your tongue.”

“I… I still want to…”

“Then don’t hesitate! As long as you agree to do this, I guarantee that within three days she will kneel in front of us, stripped naked, and then I will personally hold her naked body, making her willingly ride on your penis and submit to you! Then, you can freely penetrate that vulva you’ve been dreaming of! How about it?”

“I…”

"You damn slowpoke! It's come to this, and you...don't you understand the consequences?" The shadowy figure was clearly displeased with Sun Wei's reaction.

"I know all that, but...but..."

"But what? We've come this far, what are you still hesitating for?! Do you really want your shameful secrets exposed to the public?" The shadowy figure's tone suddenly hardened. "Looks like persuasion won't work! You won't understand unless I do it this way!"

"No! Don't! Please don't do that! I beg you!" Faced with such a threat, Sun Wei was clearly flustered.

"Then you'd better do as I say!"

"But, I..."

"Then I'll go and expose these things to the public right now!" The shadowy figure strode towards the door.

"No! Don't!" Sun Wei hurriedly stood up from the chair and lunged forward, grabbing the other's trouser leg.

"I...I'll do whatever you say! Please don't do this! I'll do it! I'll do it, okay?"

"Oh? So you agree?" The shadowy figure stopped, letting Sun Wei cling tightly to his leg.

"Yes! I... I promise you!" Sun Wei almost cried as he answered.

"Heh... You should have agreed earlier, why did we have to ruin our relationship like this?" Seeing that he had achieved his goal, the shadowy figure switched to playing the good cop.

"But you must promise not to hurt her! Okay?"

"Of course, I swear to God, I will never hurt her! How about that? Are you relieved now?" The shadowy figure helped Sun Wei up from the ground, helped him back to a chair, and took out a black leather bag and a piece of transparent plastic from one of his suitcases.

"These are what you'll need, keep them safe. Remember, this camera is very expensive, don't break it." The shadowy figure handed the bag to Sun Wei, "Place it where it won't be easily noticed, choose the angle beforehand, and open it half an hour in advance. You can also read the instruction manual for specific instructions."

"..." Sun Wei silently took the bag, his brows furrowed.

"I hope to see your results this week, understand?" the shadowy figure instructed patiently. "After this week, perhaps... you'll find it hard to find another opportunity! So, you must plan carefully, understand?"

Sun Wei hesitated for a moment, then nodded helplessly.

"Alright, then I'll wait for your results! I'm leaving now." With that, the shadowy figure opened the door and disappeared.

"Even if she never allows me to touch her, if she doesn't see that person again, if she's no longer obsessed, how wonderful that would be..." Sun Wei covered his face in anguish, muttering to himself, clutching the black leather bag tightly in his hands: "Don't blame me, really... don't blame me..."

Five o'clock in the afternoon.

Wu Huaxin carried two bulging McDonald's takeout bags in his hands, his head slightly lowered, walking quietly on the bustling street. About a meter ahead of him, Li Rufei, neatly dressed, was also walking silently with her head down, carrying two plastic bags filled with Coke and fruit juice.

Although Wu Huaxin's cautious steps revealed a hint of restraint and nervousness, his heart was filled with a sweet, blissful feeling.

While he kept his head down, his gaze kept drifting to the woman walking ahead: the clattering white high heels, the fair legs, the flesh-colored stockings, the tightly bound pink dress skirt, the outline of her panties, and her full, protruding buttocks…

Ever since he came downstairs to buy dinner, Wu Huaxin had noticed many people staring at Li Rufei with suggestive eyes, especially the men, whose gazes were practically burning with desire. Wu Huaxin knew perfectly well why these men were so eager—Li Rufei's blouse wasn't buttoned properly. He

had noticed earlier, while getting dressed at home, that Li Rufei's blouse wasn't buttoned up; she had forgotten to fasten the top button, leaving her snow-white breasts exposed, even revealing the lace of her bra.

He wanted to remind Li Rufei, but ever since she got out of bed, she hadn't looked him in the eye. She kept her head down in shame, moving between rooms as if deliberately trying to avoid him, and had no chance to speak. Wu Huaxin, feeling guilty, also didn't dare to speak. So, in this awkward atmosphere, the two left the house one after the other to go to McDonald's for dinner.

As they leaned against the counter choosing hamburgers and chicken wings, Wu Huaxin was once again in close proximity to Li Rufei's alluring body, and his heart warmed with emotion.

Now, having bought dinner, they walked home one after the other, still without saying a word. Despite this, Wu Huaxin's heart was filled with warmth.

Watching Li Rufei walk silently ahead, watching her gracefully swaying legs, watching the elegant sway of her full hips beneath her short skirt, Wu Huaxin felt as sweet as if he had drunk honey. "

Aunt Fei is so beautiful!" Wu Huaxin thought to himself. Naked, she was full of infinite charm; clothed, she possessed a different kind of allure. Either way, she was enough to make any man's heart flutter and his mind race! And such a beautiful body now belonged to him, Wu Huaxin!

Those stinking men on the street, you can be jealous of me all you want! You can only see her mature and reserved exterior, you can only painfully imagine what she looks like naked through her clothes, while I can strip away those hateful garments and fully enjoy her intoxicatingly beautiful body!

You can only marvel at the fullness of her dress, while I can suckle her tender nipples and grasp her firm breasts; you can only be amazed by her short skirt stretched taut by her plump buttocks, while I can freely fondle her full, naked buttocks with my fingers, and even bury my face in the thick, hairy valley beneath her round buttocks, and even insert my most magnificent organ into the tender hole deep within that forest, fully enjoying the unparalleled wetness and tightness! She

is mine! Her body belongs entirely to me! Everything she wears, under her clothes and underwear, belongs to me, Wu Huaxin! Wu Huaxin thought excitedly, "My happy life is about to begin! She is mine alone, and no one else can take her away!"

Wu Huaxin thought to himself that although he had subdued Li Rufei through violent assault, Li Rufei was, after all, his aunt, someone who had loved and cared for him for ten years, whose love for him was no less than that of his parents, and the relationship between them should still be very close and strong.

So, after experiencing these intrusions that made her shyly reveal her true nature, although she might feel some guilt and discomfort for the time being, perhaps Li Rufei would gradually let go of all pretense and worldly notions, and truly be honest with him, living together intimately without caring about status or ethics.

This is not incest, nor is it lewdness!

It is a pure and equal friendship without any ulterior motives, a friendship that completely transcends all worldly distractions, the closest and absolute friendship!

"Perhaps, Aunt Fei and I have already achieved this true happiness!" A warm current surged in Wu Huaxin's chest, and he couldn't help but look up at Li Rufei's graceful back again.

However, Wu Huaxin's sense of happiness suddenly stopped at this moment. Because he realized that these might all be just his wishful thinking. Looking at Li Rufei's sexy figure, he recalled the scenes before he left...

Half an hour ago, Wu Huaxin ejaculated inside Li Rufei for the last time. As he reluctantly withdrew his penis from her, ending his frenzied act, he heard Li Rufei let out

a soft "Oh..."—a natural reaction to the sudden emptiness of her engorged lower body, a sound filled with shame and helplessness, and of course, a hint of satisfaction.

While Wu Huaxin lay down on the bed beside her to rest, Li Rufei covered her face with her hands, too ashamed to show herself, lying naked like that for a full ten minutes. Then Wu Huaxin rolled over, bringing his face closer to her as if to speak, when Li Rufei suddenly rolled off the bed, covered her face, and ran naked out of the bedroom.

Wu Huaxin, who had been immersed in tenderness, was stunned. He understood that Li Rufei was still overwhelmed with shame; she hadn't accepted him, hadn't accepted his violent actions. For a moment, Wu Huaxin didn't know whether he should comfort her, and remained frozen on the bed for a long time.

It wasn't until he mustered the courage to get out of bed and leave the bedroom for the living room that Wu Huaxin found Li Rufei sobbing on the sofa

, her face buried in her hands. Looking at her bare, white back, at the poignant beauty of her round, full buttocks, thirteen-year-old Wu Huaxin was once again at a loss. A few minutes later, Wu Huaxin gritted his teeth and helped Li Rufei up. After a while, she released her hands from her face, gave him a resentful look, wiped away her tears, shook her head, sighed softly, stood up, avoided Wu Huaxin's embrace, and went back to the bedroom.

Wu Huaxin's heart turned ice-cold. He sat helplessly on the sofa, his mind racing. It wasn't until five minutes later, when Li Rufei appeared in the living room fully dressed, that he hurriedly ran into the bedroom, frantically putting on his clothes.

"I'm going to buy dinner..." she said calmly when he returned to the living room to look for her.

In this strange atmosphere, Wu Huaxin could only follow her out of the house.

Thinking about this, Wu Huaxin's thoughts returned to reality.

It seemed the happy life he had envisioned had not yet arrived. This was understandable; after all, his violent assault was too cruel and shameless. For a traditional and reserved young woman like Li Rufei, she simply didn't have the courage to face such consequences. Although she didn't blame him, Wu Huaxin understood that she was actually very sad inside, and the wounds in Li Rufei's heart wouldn't heal in the short term.

"Sigh..." Wu Huaxin sighed helplessly, following behind her blankly, wondering how he and she would interact in the future.

Back home, Wu Huaxin and Li Rufei once again awkwardly ate together, neither speaking. Occasionally, Wu Huaxin mustered the courage to steal a few glances at her, noticing a faint trace of sorrow and sadness between Li Rufei's brows. He could only lower his head in shame and continue his tasteless dinner.

A moment later, Li Rufei put down her hamburger, wiped her lips with a tissue, and stood up from the table expressionlessly.

"I need to go to work to catch up on what I missed this afternoon," she said flatly, her eyes vacant. "And ask your homeroom teacher for leave on your behalf. Get some sleep tonight..."

With that, she turned and left the dining room, grabbed her leather handbag from the sofa, and headed for the door.

Wu Huaxin sat there, stunned, until the door clicked shut, at which point he painfully lowered his head.

Wu Huaxin's heart was filled with confusion...

At ten o'clock that night, a sixteen-story office building in the western suburbs of Nantong City was silent and dark.

On the back of the top floor, a window with drawn curtains let in a dim light. In the center of the spacious room was a square red carpet, surrounded by several tall spotlights, their green shades casting bright beams of light onto the carpet.

Yang Lu knelt quietly in the center of the carpet, a smile on her face, her chest puffed out, letting her full breasts stand proudly in the slightly cool air. With each click of the camera, her snow-white peaks and bright red nipples shone beautifully in the flash of the lights.

"Great! Excellent! So beautiful!"

A young man in front of the carpet, holding a long-lens camera, changed angles as he took pictures, expressing his sincere admiration.

"Sister Yang, you have such a great figure! Tonight's photos must be top-notch!" The young man's eyes were wide with fascination as he photographed.

"Really? Thank you." Yang Lu smiled shyly, her chin slightly lowered. "It seems I was right, taking off the bra really does look good..."

"Indeed! The effect is amazing!" the young man said gratefully. "Thank you so much, Sister Yang! Thank you for your support! It seems you have many unique insights into art..."

"Don't flatter me. I just did exactly what you, Xiao Qian, told me to do. Just tell me what you need, be bold, Sister Yang will support you." Yang Lu smiled slightly and said modestly.

"Thank you!" the young man, called Xiao Qian, said emotionally. "I really don't know how to thank you enough..."

"What are you thanking me for? I love this art too! It's about discovering your own beauty; we're actually helping each other!" To calm Xiao Qian down, Yang Lu gave an even more charming smile, feigning ease. "But then again, feel free to suggest any positions, just please don't ask me to take my clothes off again. Otherwise, I won't have any privacy in front of you! Hehe!"

Although it was a joke, Yang Lu was absolutely right.

Because, kneeling on the carpet, Yang Lu was completely naked except for a thin, small white lace panty tightly covering her voluptuous lower body.

"Oh... well, let's hurry..." Xiao Qian quickly pointed the camera at Yang Lu and pressed the shutter at the right moment. "Sorry, I..."

"Is there anything else to add about this pose?" Yang Lu gave him a deliberately angry look, but couldn't help but laugh out loud. "Hehe! Just tell me quickly, how else should we pose? Then let's change the pose! You've made me kneel like this for almost an hour! I want to rest for a bit!"

Indeed, it's no wonder Yang Lu complained; her current pose was really tiring.

Kneeling on the carpet, she wore only a white lace thong. She had to bend her legs, stand on tiptoe, and sit on her heels with her round, plump buttocks. She not only had to keep her upper body straight to show off her breasts, but also keep her lower body stable. Sometimes she also had to worry that her knees should not be spread too wide to avoid exposing her crotch. She knew that if she could not close her legs tightly tonight, her hollow lace thong would not be able to stop others from peeping, and her plump vulva and dark pubic hair would be vaguely exposed to the other person's burning gaze.

"Okay, okay! Almost done! Just a few more shots and then we'll change..." Xiao Qian quickly continued working. "Could you please use your left hand to support your left breast... and your right hand to hold the bra you just took off?"

"Like this?"

"Yes, yes... Look at the camera, a little dreamy... Okay... Press the bra on your knee with your right hand... Okay..."

"Like this..." Yang Lu posed dreamily, a shy look on her face. "Wouldn't this be... too... too alluring?"

"That's the effect I want! To make people feel a kind of extravagant temptation, a kind of vulnerable helplessness... Okay! Great! Take a deep breath..."

"Oh... oh... I..."

"Good! This is the best state!" Xiao Qian almost shouted excitedly, while rapidly pressing the shutter. "This expression, this charm, only you have it! So beautiful... My God! I've never seen such outstanding charm! Beautiful! So beautiful..."

"Really... really?"

"It's definitely international standard! Absolutely! It's so full of spirit and charm, your... breasts... oh..." Xiao Qian was a little nervous with excitement, "Excuse my bluntness, but only your fair, full, and slightly perky breasts can perfectly complement this color scheme and atmosphere! You really shouldn't have worn a bra before; any attempt at a veiled, hazy beauty can't compare to this direct and delicate brilliance! Especially your nipples, reddish-green yet firm, are absolutely exquisite works of art, the perfect finishing touch! Simply..."

After saying so much, Xiao Qian realized his lapse in composure. Saying such things in front of an elegant young woman was incredibly rude.

"I...I...I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I didn't mean that..." He quickly corrected himself, "That's so rude! I...I mean...you...you're so beautiful, Sister Yang! I..."

"It's okay...Xiao Qian..." Yang Lu's face also flushed slightly, "Just keep taking pictures, don't be too...too reserved..." There was no reproach in her words: "Sister Yang understands you...let's continue..."

"Okay, okay!" Encouraged, Xiao Qian became even more energetic, "Then let's continue..."

Yang Lu took a deep breath and closed her eyes again.

"Lean back...okay?" Xiao Qian said softly.

"Lean back, right?"

"Yes. Lean your upper body back, right hand gripping your bra and pressing it onto the carpet... Yes, yes, just like that... Then raise your left hand... Yes, yes... Hmm, not too high... Left hand to your forehead, making a combing motion with your hair," Xiao Qian continued his instructions: "Great, just like that... Don't move... Stretch your shoulders to the sides... Make your chest stick out..."

Xiao Qian wanted to say, "Put your breasts up, the more exposed and prominent the better!" But he vaguely heard Yang Lu's soft moan. He understood that this mature young woman had probably never made such a bold and seductive move before. Even her husband wouldn't dare to make such an inappropriate request to have her breasts so prominently displayed in front of others! So, he tried not to be too direct, as long as she could understand the meaning.

“Yes! That’s the feeling of relaxation we’re looking for, that hint of daring to reveal your most mysterious beauty to everyone… Good, very good…” Xiao Qian was almost moved to tears. “Don’t tense your legs so much, okay? Relax… Yes… Gently relax…” Suddenly he felt a little embarrassed to say it, and he swallowed. “Can… can you separate them? I mean… your thighs… if you separate them, it will give the audience a sense of exposed beauty under submission… Of course, you, you can just pretend, you don’t have to open them too wide…”

“Oh…” Yang Lu knelt on the carpet, leaning back, her chest heaving violently with tension. “Separate them… Oh, I… can I try?… I…” She was fully aware that as soon as her legs separated, even just a few centimeters, her mysterious organ, which could only be exposed to her husband, would be vaguely revealed to this man, because her lower body was only covered by that narrow lace lace panty, and the lace part was right in the middle of her crotch.

Up close, not only could you see her thick pubic hair, but even her slightly moist labia were clearly visible! Strangely, while she regretted wearing such revealing underwear today, she also felt a faint sense of satisfaction and pride.

"Just a little bit, just to look at it... no need to actually separate... if it's too difficult, you don't have to..." Understanding her predicament, Xiao Qian was already planning to ask her to stand up and change her pose.

"Like this... can I take the picture now..." Yang Lu's shy voice had barely faded when her legs, which had been together, suddenly parted, the angle between them exceeding ninety degrees.

"Ah..." Xiao Qian was completely stunned. Surprised and grateful, he focused his lens on the mysterious valley at the base of Yang Lu's legs, rapidly pressing the shutter, capturing the hazy blackness of Yang Lu's lower body again and again on the camera. Xiao Qian was so excited he could hardly speak.

"So...beautiful...oh my god!" He swallowed hard several times, barely suppressing his irresistible urge. "Could you...could you help me again...please..." As he said this, he felt his camera almost slip from his hand.

"Underwear...could you...pull it down a little..."

"Wh-what..." Yang Lu, her face flushed, lowered her head, opened her eyes, and looked at him in confusion: "Underwear...pull it down?"

"It's a kind of beauty that's meant to be concealed! I mean..." Xiao Qian tried to calm himself down, gazing longingly at Yang Lu's bewildered face, "I suggest you pull one side of your underwear up to your thigh, what do you think?"

"Up to my thigh?"

"Don't misunderstand! Of course, the other side of the underwear is still around your waist! It's not completely off! Please believe me! Only one side! Just one side of the underwear! Just pull one side down, okay? I, I..." Xiao Qian's throat was almost on fire.

"That's not..." Yang Lu, understanding his intention, widened her eyes, revealing a hint of surprise.

“Yes! Show a little bit! Just a small portion of your pubic hair! Okay? Just a tiny tuft, is that alright?” Xiao Qian practically knelt on the ground, pleading incessantly, “It doesn’t have to be all out! Just a glimpse of your black pubic hair peeking out from the gap where your white lace panties are pulled down, even just a tiny bit, will achieve a fantastic effect! It will create an unparalleled visual contrast and impact! I know this is a bit much, but please consider it, okay?”

“I… but…” Yang Lu frowned slightly, revealing a shy charm that would make any man swoon.

“Please consider it! I’m begging you!” Xiao Qian knelt on the ground and bowed several times.

“Please, please wait a moment…” Yang Lu got up from the carpet.

“Of course, please forgive me! I just want to achieve a better effect!” Seeing Yang Lu’s actions, Xiao Qian panicked, “Sister Yang, I didn’t mean anything by it! It was purely from an artistic perspective! Please believe me, believe me! Really… I just…”

When Xiao Qian, who had been kowtowing profusely, raised his head, he was stunned by the sight before him.

He noticed that Yang Lu, now standing upright, had already reached out and grasped the edges of her panties, pulling the semi-transparent fabric down from her crotch to below her calves. "I was just thinking,"

Yang Lu said shyly, "maybe the shock effect of taking them all off would be much better than what you described as half-covered, half-revealed, wouldn't you agree?" She bent down, slightly raised her right foot, and gently pulled out the lace panties, which had been rolled up into a thin line, holding the last piece of clothing that barely covered her body in her hand.

At eleven o'clock at night, the bustling streets of Nantong City were still brightly lit, casting a crimson glow on the sky. The people of the night were only now beginning their nightlife; while on the western side of the city, the lights were dim and the atmosphere quiet, where many schools and residential areas were located.

In this tranquil darkness, in a secluded alley, a man and a woman walked side by side.

The man pushed a bicycle, head down, a hint of shyness in his eyes; the woman wore a serene smile, her hands holding her handbag clasped in front of her, walking gracefully with her companion. She would occasionally glance at the stars, then look down at her own feet. Her fair legs, accentuated by her dress and short skirt, appeared exceptionally elegant and graceful in the darkness. She was Yang Lu, a physics teacher for the ninth grade at Yuelong Middle School, and the man beside her was Qian Song, an art teacher at the same school.

"Thank you so much for taking so many photos for me." As they walked, Yang Lu suddenly turned to Qian Song with a slight smile, perhaps to break the awkward silence. "You're already so busy, and I've been troubling you so much lately. I feel really bad about it."

"No, no! Sister Yang, please don't say that!" Hearing her words, Qian Song quickly and nervously looked up. "You're being too polite! I feel honored to have a friend like you. Helping with such a small thing is nothing! Actually, I've benefited a lot from it; I should be thanking you..."

"Oh? You benefited... really?"

"Of course! Although it was supposed to be a photoshoot, many of the photos were taken according to my plan, like the ones taken in the woods the other day. It's like you were my model for free." Qian Song blushed as she spoke. "Please don't say such polite things anymore, or I'll feel terribly guilty..."

"Oh? Is that so? Hehe..." Yang Lu couldn't help but smile when she heard his words: "So, I, this temporary, clumsy model, didn't disappoint you? Am I good enough to pass for the real thing?"

"More than just good enough, you're even better than those professional models!" Qian Song hurriedly said.

"Don't try to make me happy! Hehe!" Yang Lu felt as sweet and refreshed as if she had drunk honey. "I'm thirty-two years old, how can I compare to those young and beautiful professional models!"

"No! Sister Yang has a special kind of beauty and mature charm! These are things that those young ladies simply don't have!" Qian Song replied seriously, "Moreover, I think you have a particularly unique understanding of art, and you fully express this understanding in the shooting process. Those expressive movements, unique expressions, and sexy poses are simply comparable to world-class standards! Your figure can be said to be an absolute work of art, you can be said to be a born model!"

As he spoke, Qian Song's gaze unconsciously drifted to Yang Lu beside him, quickly sweeping over her chest, which was full and firm under her clothes, and her round buttocks tightly wrapped in a short skirt. Then he hurriedly and reluctantly withdrew his gaze and continued to walk forward with her side by side with his head down.

"Really? Really?" Yang Lu asked shyly, a hint of joy in her voice. "Please, please don't just try to make your senior happy..."

"Absolutely true! Yang-jie's figure and temperament are simply the epitome of artistic beauty! In all my years in art and photography, I've seen many models, but none of them can surpass you!" Qian Song assured her confidently. And indeed, this was his honest opinion.

"Thank you..." Yang Lu lowered her head shyly, the sound of her high heels clicking on the floor slightly disordered.

“Just now… I’m so sorry…” Yang Lu hesitated for a long time, then bit her lip and said, “Without your permission, I… I took off my underwear…”

“No, no… Actually… I… I…” Qian Song became nervous upon hearing this, unsure how to respond. “You did nothing wrong. True nude photography should indeed be done naked, no! I, I mean…”

“Is… is that so?” Yang Lu suddenly stopped, turned around, and looked at Qian Song with a flushed face. “I thought you would blame me for being too abrupt. I was probably too engrossed at the time, and I didn’t expect to do such a thing… As a wife, standing naked in front of a man other than her husband, I did go a bit too far…”

“No! This just shows your artistic talent!” Qian Song explained seriously, “Your actions were entirely an instinctive reaction, entirely based on your understanding of art! A truly dedicated model would never have so many worldly concerns in order to showcase artistic beauty! Nudity is actually where the true beauty of the human body lies!”

"Is that what you think?" Yang Lu's eyes welled up with tears as she looked at Qian Song gratefully. "That's wonderful! I... I thought you would think I was a frivolous person..."

"No! Sister Yang, believe me! What you're showing is actually your noble beauty!" Qian Song said sternly, "You are now the artist I respect most! Please don't worry about it anymore, okay?"

"Cough... Thank you..." Yang Lu sighed, holding back the tears welling up in her eyes, nodded gratefully, and continued walking forward.

"Sister Yang, there's something I don't know if I should say to you..." Qian Song followed closely behind her, and after a while, he said this.

“Just say what you want to say, why are you being so formal with me?” Yang Lu turned to look at him, smiling easily. “By the way, you’re only two years younger than me, so stop calling me ‘you’ all the time, it makes me feel really awkward, haha…”

“Oh! Okay, okay! I’ll definitely change! You…” Qian Song realized his mistake as soon as the words left his mouth, and quickly said with a forced smile, “Oh no, you, I’ll listen to whatever you say!”

“Alright, that’s my good junior! Just say what you want to say, I’m all ears!” Yang Lu smiled as she walked gracefully, the lipstick on her lips shimmering beautifully in the dim light of the night.

“This…” Qian Song listened to the echoes of their footsteps in the alley, taking a deep breath of the cold air in the darkness, “Sister Yang, I feel… I feel you’ve changed.”

“Oh?”

“Back in college, you weren’t as melancholic and withdrawn as you are now. I remember you were such a lively girl!” Qian Song said, gazing at the starry sky, his thoughts drifting back to the happy times of college. “Back then, I was a freshman, and you were a junior. Although you were studying physics, you were incredibly lively! You could sing and dance, and you were also very talented in writing. It was under your influence that I became more outgoing. Think back to how youthful, cheerful, energetic, innocent, and optimistic you were… But now you are…”

At this point, Qian Song couldn’t help but look at Yang Lu, noticing that her eyes had dimmed.

“Is it… is it because of Kai’s departure that you… that you changed your personality… that you remained celibate until three years ago, when you finally married Sun…”

“Don’t… don’t say anymore…” Yang Lu suddenly became agitated, her eyes glistening with tears again. “Please don’t say anymore, okay? I… I don’t know… I don’t want to recall the past…” As she spoke, she began to sob softly.

Seeing this, Qian Song felt a pang of sadness. "I'm sorry, Sister Yang, I... I shouldn't have..."

Yang Lu suddenly covered her face with her hands, took a deep breath, and when she lowered her hands, her eyes were red, but no tears were visible.

"Yes, the past me is gone." Yang Lu exhaled heavily, gazing solemnly at the exit of the alley in the distance. "People always change; that's the helplessness of life. But sooner or later, we all have to adapt to it."

After a slight pause, she continued, "I've forgotten the past me. I only know that the current me deeply loves my husband, my family, and my career. What happened in the past is no longer important; let it drift away with the wind!" As she spoke, she smiled at Qian Song. "I will bravely pursue happiness in the future! Believe me!"

Qian Song looked at her determined gaze and smiled broadly, nodding happily.

"Oh! You're lecturing your senior now!" Yang Lu suddenly raised her voice, deliberately glaring at him.

"I haven't even asked you yet! How are things between you and Xiaowei? Tell me the truth!"

"I... Xiaowei and I are doing very well..." Qian Song was taken aback by Yang Lu's question.

"Back then, she was a famous beauty at school! If all the men who pursued her lined up, they could probably circle the entire teachers' college!" Yang Lu said with feigned sarcasm, "It's really not easy for you to marry such a beautiful and kind wife like Liu Wei! You must have used quite a few tricks, right? Hehe!"

"Sister Yang, you're joking..." Qian Song blushed and lowered his head.

"But... I heard that you two seem to have had some disagreements recently? Is that true?" Yang Lu changed the subject and asked seriously.

"Did she secretly complain to you about me?" Qian Song gave a wry smile and shook his head helplessly. "Liu Wei is good in every way, except she can be petty at times, and she only complains to you, her senior, haha!"

"She often talks about you to me, but she's not complaining!" Yang Lu smiled and said, "She just said that you haven't been as attentive to her lately as you used to be, which made my nose tingle. I know my junior isn't the type to gossip. So, what little conflict happened between you two?" "

Actually, it's nothing serious..." Qian Song sighed slightly, "It's just that she doesn't like my hobby of artistic photography."

"Doesn't like it? But I remember she was very supportive of your artistic creations!" "Before we

got married, she didn't have any family burdens, so of course she could wholeheartedly support me. But after we got married, she had to balance family and career, so she hoped I could squeeze out some time to help her, or even just say a few more words of concern to her. But as you know, taking artistic photos takes a lot of thought and time, so I've been less attentive to her and to this family. No wonder she's angry..."

“That’s true…” Yang Lu nodded thoughtfully.

“Besides, my line of work requires me to interact with many female models. You know, Liu Wei is great in every way, but she can’t stand me being with other women, especially working so closely together, so…” Qian Song shook his head repeatedly.

“No wonder you two are having a disagreement, haha! Well… have you thought of a win-win solution?” Yang Lu suddenly stopped and gave him a smug smile.

“Win-win?”

“Yes! A win-win solution! Why don’t you just have Xiao Wei be your model? That way, it won’t interfere with your artistic creation, and it can also enhance your relationship as a couple. Isn’t that a win-win solution?”

Yang Lu was quick-witted and came up with this idea in an instant. “Besides, our Xiao Wei is incredibly beautiful, far better than all the models you’ve hired before!”

“Actually… actually, I’ve already considered this, but it’s not realistic.” Qian Song seemed to have been prepared for this suggestion.

"Unrealistic? How so?"

"First of all, being a model isn't just about looks; it's more about temperament and an understanding of art." Qian Song said slowly, "Xiao Wei is pretty, but her artistic talent isn't as good as those professional models. It's difficult for her to perform those movements naturally and appropriately... She's also prone to stage fright, so her on-camera performance definitely won't be good. Moreover, because she's angry with me, she's very resistant to art photography now. All things considered, she can't be a model."

"Hehe! I originally thought you were just reluctant to part with your wife! Now that you mention it, it makes some sense," Yang Lu said with a smile.

“Sister Yang, look at what you’re saying…” Qian Song’s face flushed again. “In short, she’s suited to be a good wife and mother, a teacher, but not an art model. Hehe!”

“Then you’ll have to pay more attention to her in the future. You have to be nicer to her and more caring and considerate. Don’t just focus on your artistic creations!”

“Yes! I’m also thinking about it. After I finish participating in that photography competition in Japan this year, I’ll reduce my spare time for artistic creation and spend more time at home with her!” Qian Song muttered to himself, as if making a promise to Yang Lu.

“That’s right…” Yang Lu smiled with relief. “Oh, the art photography competition you mentioned, is it held in Japan?”

“Yes! It’s the competition I mentioned before, held every autumn in Tokyo, Japan. That competition is very famous internationally, a grand stage for artists from all over the world to compete. Its characteristic is showcasing the human body. But due to traditional Chinese concepts, there is an inexplicable resistance to this kind of competition.”

“Is it… the nude photography competition you mentioned before?”

“That’s right! That competition!” Qian Song said, a wonderful vision appearing before his eyes. “Art masters of all nationalities, through photographing nude models, gather their most valuable works in Tokyo, Japan. That’s the best art competition I’ve ever participated in! Compared to them, our works are simply worthless! My lifelong goal is to be like them and create such outstanding works!”

"I don't know... I don't know if I have that kind of talent..." Yang Lu suddenly said hesitantly, almost to herself, "If possible, I hope to have the opportunity... to be a model for such an art competition in the future..." After saying this, perhaps even she herself felt it was abrupt and ridiculous, and she lowered her head in embarrassment.

Hearing this, Qian Song's eyebrows twitched sharply, clearly quite shaken. But for some reason, he didn't dare to ask the question he wanted to ask, so he simply pretended not to hear her.

"In those competitions, are their models really... really all completely naked?" Yang Lu asked softly, her face blushing slightly again.

“Yes! Completely naked! Just like you at the very end tonight!” Qian Song exclaimed excitedly, but then realized his words were inappropriate. “Oh…yes, I’m sorry, I meant…”

“So that’s why you’ve been so reluctant to tell me!” Yang Lu lowered her head, as if suddenly realizing something. “You mentioned the second prize in the last competition, called ‘The Coerced Wife,’ but when I pressed you about the content of that painting, you wouldn’t say. Was it because the model in that work was…naked?”

“Yes…I really didn’t dare tell you then, afraid it would be too rude.” Qian Song nodded. “In that work called ‘The Coerced Wife,’ both the male and female protagonists are completely naked…”

“Now, can you explain the content of the painting to me?” Yang Lu asked softly. “Anyway, I have to teach a class for final exams soon, and my husband is going back to China. There are many things to take care of at home, so I won’t have another chance to be your model anytime soon. Please tell me now. I don’t want to wait until next year to find out! Hehe…”

“Now?” Qian Song was slightly startled and glanced at her. “If… you think it’s appropriate, I can tell you. But…”

“It’s okay, just be frank.” Yang Lu raised her head, looking at him with a shy yet gentle gaze. “We’re good friends, and we’ve known each other for so many years. We both know our character very well… This isn’t something shameful… I… I just want to know how the international community views nude art now…”

“Okay… then… I’ll tell you.” Qian Song thought Yang Lu’s words made sense, so he looked around to make sure there was no one else around except for darkness. He took a breath and said stiffly,

“It’s a high-resolution digital photograph. The scene in the photograph is in a bedroom. The bedroom is dimly lit, and the main prop is a double bed.”

“In a bedroom… on a bed?” Yang Lu frowned upon hearing this and interrupted.

“Yes, in bed…” Qian Song paused and continued, “The camera zoomed in very close, and the subjects on the bed took up almost half of the photo. The subjects in the photo were two naked people. One was a man, facing the audience, lying in the center of the bed with his genitals erect; the other subject was a young woman, her back to the audience, her legs slightly bent and thighs spread apart, straddling the man, her wide-open genitals facing his erect penis.”

“Ah! Horse riding position…” Hearing this, Yang Lu couldn’t help but exclaim, because an image of a woman-on-top position for sex had already appeared in her mind, but she immediately realized that she had been too rash, and then she was too ashamed to continue.

“Yes, it’s the horse-riding position… but the woman didn’t sit down, and their genitals weren’t joined… meaning the photo captures the moment just before they had intercourse…” Qian Song blushed and explained haltingly, “This is actually a special technique in art photography. If it were a photo of intercourse, it would probably be classified as pornography and wouldn’t be allowed in art competitions…”

“Oh, I see…” Yang Lu felt her heart racing.

“Although the woman in the photo has her back to us, because her upper body is slightly twisted to the right, from the viewer’s perspective, we can see her face and right breast…” Qian Song overcame his shyness and continued explaining.

"The young woman in the photo is undeniably beautiful. From the half of her face that's visible, we can see her brows are furrowed, her lips are slightly bitten, and there's a blush on her cheeks. Glistening tears are glistening beneath her closed eyes. The title of the photo already suggests that the woman is a young woman who has been coerced and humiliated. Seeing the shame and sorrow on her face now further confirms her situation of being violated, and we can guess that the man lying beneath her is likely not her husband."

"Oh..." Yang Lu nodded, remaining silent.

"That's the brilliance of this work. After hearing the title 'The Coerced Wife,' the audience's imagination runs wild for a while. Then, when they look at the photo, they see the female protagonist's naked back, admiring her fair back, slender waist, and round buttocks. Right below her buttocks is a magnificent penis, ready to pierce her crotch at any moment. Then, imagining that she is being violated by a man other than her husband, it immediately evokes a feeling of boiling blood..."

Listening to Qian Song's increasingly detailed explanation, Yang Lu felt even more nervous and excited. Her face began to burn, and her lower body even showed signs of wetness.

"Just imagine if the woman in that photo were your wife, kneeling naked before another man, not only without the slightest resistance, but obediently adopting the most shameful posture, ready to receive the man's penis; regardless of her reasons or purposes, the sheer shock to the heart in that instant would make any man's blood boil! This technique, which is captivating at first glance and arouses a sense of role-playing shame in everyone, gives this photo a winning edge."

As Qian Song spoke, sweat inexplicably appeared on his forehead.

"That's the initial impression the photo gives. If you look closer, you'll discover many more fascinating details," Qian Song wiped his brow and continued, "Because the young woman is lying on her side, the viewer can clearly see the face of the man lying on the bed; further on, on the wall near the head of the bed, hangs an enlarged wedding photo. By observing, the viewer can see that the bride in the photo looks exactly like the woman in the photo, but the groom is not the man in the bed. Therefore, it's even more certain that this beautiful, naked young woman is currently entangled with a man other than her husband, and in her own home, on the bed she shared with her husband on her wedding night, facing the impending violation of another man..."

"Ah..." Yang Lu felt her ears turn bright red upon hearing this.

"By this point, the viewer's emotions have been completely infected by the photo, and they just wish they could be there to experience that indescribable atmosphere." As Qian Song spoke, he gradually let go of his mental burdens, analyzing the situation boldly and thoroughly.

“However, there are many more exquisite details in the photograph. If people can discover these subtleties, they will surely be completely impressed by the author’s superb skill.” He swallowed hard and continued to speak eloquently.

“For example, if people carefully observe the female protagonist’s right hand, they can see something interesting: the female protagonist’s right shoulder is naturally drooping, but her right arm is close to the outside of her buttocks, making her right hand bend and extend under her buttocks. Upon closer inspection, one can see that her slender right fingers are gently grasping the man’s erect penis, guiding it towards the center of her open buttocks. From this detail, we can conclude that this woman no longer intends to resist him—she not only does not struggle, but also guides the man’s penis into her vagina, indicating that regardless of whether she was willing before, she has now shamefully submitted to his lewd power.”

“Oh…” Yang Lu sighed, her expression becoming increasingly unnatural.

“And her left hand!” Qian Song continued, pushing his bicycle, his focus intense as he analyzed the situation. “The audience can also see that the female lead’s left hand is being tightly gripped by the male lead’s hand. Judging from the wrinkles and color of her skin, he’s using considerable force to control her left hand. Why is this happening?”

“Judging from the scene, we can infer this: although the female lead has submitted to him, due to a woman’s innate sense of shame, as a respectable woman and a demure wife, adopting such a shameful position of penetration, she would inevitably instinctively use her left hand to cover her genitals, preventing him from fully appreciating the shameful scene of her most private parts being penetrated; and the man, of course, wouldn’t let her do that. To ensure his own visual enjoyment and to further damage her self-esteem, he would naturally try his best to stop her hand…”

"..." Yang Lu's face was already flushed, a warm, wet sensation spreading through her vagina. As she took a step forward, her inner thighs began to rub against each other unconsciously.

"And the most helpful detail is the crumpled condom lying on the bedside table!" Qian Song became more and more excited as he spoke.

"A condom?" Yang Lu's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Yes! It's that used condom!" Qian Song's face was filled with excitement. "It is through this used condom that we can conclude that the information this work is trying to convey is that at this moment, the young woman is not just about to be raped, but is being raped a second time!"

"A second... rape?"

"That's right! That crumpled condom tells us that the young woman had already had intercourse with that man before! Although we don't know what position they used before, judging from the wear and tear on the condom, it's not hard to infer that their previous intercourse had lasted for a long time and was quite intense."

"Upon closer inspection, we can see that there are two damp, red patches on the young woman's raised buttocks. Therefore, we can boldly guess that just now, this beautiful young woman accepted the man's rape in a position similar to 'old man pushing a cart.' The two red patches on her buttocks are the result of the man's constant slapping of her stomach! And now, perhaps the man felt that wearing a condom was not enough to satisfy him, so he simply pulled off the condom and planned to directly insert his penis into the young woman's vagina. He even ordered her to adopt the most shameful and proactive position of riding to please his senses. It can be seen that the man has become extremely shameless and vulgar..." 02-01
The Tragedy of a Mature Woman (08) Chapter Seven: Wife's Shame - The Coerced Wife

After saying so much in one breath, Qian Song stopped with satisfaction. "Therefore, this work with profound meaning naturally received unanimous praise from the judges. Unfortunately, the photo shows the male's erect genitals, which is somewhat against the rules, so it was ranked second in the end..."

"Heh..." After listening to so much in one breath, Yang Lu also felt as if she had been through several hours and breathed a sigh of exhaustion.

At this moment, Qian Song seemed to return to reality, immediately realizing how abrupt his words had been, and dared not speak for a moment.

The two walked slowly forward in this strange silence.

After an unknown amount of time, a bend suddenly appeared ahead.

Both knew that after turning that corner, the teachers' dormitory of Yuelong Middle School was only a hundred meters away, and Yang Lu's apartment building would be visible.

Although neither wanted their meeting tonight to end so quickly, neither uttered a sound.

Soon, they turned the corner and came to an open area; Yang Lu's home was right in front of them.

Just as they were wondering how to say goodbye, they vaguely noticed several figures standing under the apartment building ahead. Those figures seemed to have noticed them as well and immediately came to greet them.

Yang Lu and Qian Song found it strange, but upon closer inspection, they were surprised. It turned out that Sun Qiang and Wu Huaxin had come to greet them, but behind them stood a relatively tall person at a distance, their eyes fixed on them. Yang Lu looked closely and recognized that the person was Sun Wei.

"Why aren't you going home to sleep so late?" Yang Lu asked hurriedly.

"We felt stuffy, so we wanted to get out for a walk...and when we saw you and Teacher Qian..." Sun Qiang replied, his anxious expression softening. Wu Huaxin quickly chimed in.

"If I come back late in the future, just go to sleep early yourself, you don't need to wait for me." Yang Lu sensed their concern and kept her scolding to herself.

"Oh, it's Sun and Wu! You two can't stay up so late again! Hehe!" Qian Song chimed in, "It's getting late, you and I should all go home and rest!" As he spoke, he pushed his bicycle a little further, preparing to get on, and turned back to say, "Teacher Yang, you should rest early too! I'm going home!"

"Be careful on the road!" Yang Lu said with concern, watching his figure disappear into the night.

It turned out that Wu Huaxin had been anxiously waiting at home for Li Rufei to return, but he waited and waited, and it was almost 11 p.m. when his aunt still hadn't shown up. He was extremely worried about Li Rufei's continued absence, so he simply ran out of the house and headed towards her workplace to look for her. As he passed by, he saw Sun Qiang sitting by the roadside waiting, and the two chatted for a while. Now that Yang Lu had returned, his worries about his aunt returned, so he quickly said goodbye and continued running.

Yang Lu, still deeply shaken by the events of the night, didn't realize that Wu Huaxin wasn't heading home. Since it was nearly midnight, she pulled Sun Qiang into the building with her.

Sun Wei, seeing this, didn't say anything and silently followed behind, entering the house.

Once inside, Yang Lu immediately told Sun Qiang and Sun Wei to go to their rooms and sleep. Only after they closed their doors did she breathe a long sigh of relief.

Back in her room, she closed the door, leaned against it, and pondered for a long time before going to her bed and taking out a plastic card from her pocket—a memory card from her digital camera, containing all the photos Qian Song had taken for her.

Before leaving the studio, Qian Song insisted on giving the memory card to Yang Lu, saying that it contained not only her beauty but also her privacy, and it was her responsibility to keep it safe. Yang Lu was moved and had no choice but to accept the memory card.

She went to the bedside, turned on the bedside lamp, opened a drawer in the bedside table, carefully placed the card inside, and locked it.

Thinking of her nude photos, and then of the painting "The Coerced Wife" that Qian Song had just mentioned, Yang Lu's heart swelled with emotion, unable to calm down for a long time. Sometimes, even when she finally calmed down, she couldn't help but imagine what the first-place winning piece in the competition would be like.

After a long while, she felt utterly exhausted and had to prepare to go to bed.

Under the dim light, she unbuttoned her blouse one button at a time, gently took off her coat and placed it on a chair beside her, then loosened the drawstring of her short skirt, swayed her ample hips, and lifted her legs, pulling down her skirt.

As she turned around, wearing only her underwear, to get her pajamas from the closet, she was suddenly surprised to find Sun Wei standing right in front of her.

"Ah..." Yang Lu suppressed her surprise and asked in astonishment, "Wei? You... how did you get here? How did you get in?"

Clearly, Sun Wei had sneaked into the room while she was lost in thought; perhaps Yang Lu had carelessly forgotten to lock her bedroom door.

"I..." He stared intently at Yang Lu's full breasts, his gaze greedily lingering on her white lace bra, "I missed you... I waited for you all night..."

"Didn't I tell you, you can't come to my room anymore..." Yang Lu's face showed displeasure as she immediately turned off the bedside lamp, crossing her arms over her chest.

"But...but I really miss you!" Sun Wei's eyes revealed a hint of eager longing, his gaze still lingering on Yang Lu's exposed body. "Aunt Lu, I can't live without you! Please don't send me away, okay?"

"Keep your voice down!" Yang Lu was clearly angry at his sudden appearance, but dared not speak loudly for fear of being discovered by Sun Qiang next door. "We already agreed yesterday that this would end here! How can you break your promise? I made so many sacrifices to keep you away from those low-class interests, don't you still understand why I did all this?"

"I...I know you're doing this for my own good, but..." Sun Wei said hesitantly.

“But what? As someone else’s wife, as your aunt, I have to be naked, writhing in shame, while patiently teaching you. Do you think I feel good about that? Do you know how much I have to suffer to get you back on the right path? I’ve tried my best, but you still can’t change back. I had no choice but to accept defeat. But you’re so untrustworthy, so shameless, and you still want to…” Yang Lu lowered her voice and angrily rebuked him.

“But… but why didn’t you help me completely? Did you think letting me hold your naked body would help me get rid of my troubles? Don’t you know that doing so will only make me more miserable! Why won’t you let me enter your body…”

Before Sun Wei could finish speaking, a loud “slap” rang out as Yang Lu slapped him across the face.

Staring at Yang Lu’s angry expression, Sun Wei was stunned and didn’t know what to do.

After a while, Yang Lu’s trembling body gradually calmed down.

She turned around and said coldly, "Get out. I don't want to see you again, you hopeless greedy devil... Go away."

"No! I won't go!" Sun Wei said, suddenly stepping behind Yang Lu and pulling her tightly into his arms from behind.

"Let go..." Yang Lu twisted her body in surprise, but how could she possibly overpower the strength of an eighteen-year-old man like Sun Wei? He held her firmly with one hand and used the other to press and squeeze her full breasts. The lace bra immediately deformed under the violence, and the rosy nipples inadvertently jumped out of the cups.

"No!" Yang Lu struggled in terror, but Sun Wei's fingers had already reached her sensitive nipples and begun that familiar and extremely lethal teasing. Instantly, Yang Lu felt as if all the sensual nerves in her body had been awakened, and she let out a soft "Ah" and went limp in Sun Wei's arms.

This was nothing short of devilish finger teasing, sometimes circling, sometimes moving up and down, sometimes lightly scraping, sometimes pressing hard.

In no time, Yang Lu's nipples hardened and stood erect. She could only lean against Sun Wei's chest, panting heavily, forgetting her right to rebuke him.

The two stood by the bed, locked in a passionate embrace.

Before Yang Lu could recover from this sweet teasing, Sun Wei abruptly turned her body towards him, quickly squatting down and spreading one of her thighs, burying his face between her legs.

"Ah...ah!" When Sun Wei's lips touched the center of her vulva, Yang Lu trembled and threw her head back, her hands gripping his head tightly.

Sun Wei's forehead rubbed against her pubic hair, his nose brushed against her clitoris, and his tongue licked her moist labia. Yang Lu was completely powerless to resist. When Sun Wei deliberately and slowly pulled down her panties, she couldn't even utter a sound of protest. It wasn't until his tongue returned to her hairy vulva, directly licking her engorged genitals, that she let out a passionate moan.

In a daze, Sun Wei twisted her body, making her bend over and support herself on the bed with her hands. At the same time, he gripped her waist, positioning her in a standing position with her buttocks raised high.

Only when she vaguely felt something hot touching her labia behind her did Yang Lu seem to struggle out of her daze and return to reality. It turned out that Sun Wei had pulled down his shorts and taken out his magnificent penis.

Suddenly, that hot penis parted Yang Lu's labia and quickly inserted itself into her wet passage, the hard glans piercing deep into her honeyed depths, pressing hard against her soft clitoris.

"Ah..." Yang Lu screamed as if waking from a dream. She frantically straightened up, trying to turn around and push Sun Wei away, but just as she was halfway there, a sudden, intense pleasure surged through her lower body, making her unable to resist.

It was a long-lost feeling of fullness, a strange yet familiar stimulation. For a mature young woman like her, separated from her husband for a year, such a passionate penetration was like rain after a long drought! Her mature body forgot the fact that she had been violated, betraying her with sweet and frenzied sensations.

With just one thrust, Yang Lu groaned loudly, her mind racing. She only managed to utter half a "stop" before losing the strength to finish. Her wet, hot vaginal walls desperately secreted lubricating fluid, tightly gripping Sun Wei's thick penis. At this moment, Sun Wei actually shed tears, frantically grabbing Yang Lu's buttocks and beginning to thrust even more wildly.

Just then, a loud knocking came from the bedroom door, followed by Sun Qiang's anxious voice outside: "Aunt Yang! Aunt Yang! What's wrong? Open the door!"

Clearly, Sun Qiang from next door had heard the commotion in Yang Lu's room and was now eager to come in and see what was happening.

Hearing the loud banging of the door, Yang Lu regained her composure. She suppressed the incredibly sweet and full sensation inside her vagina, turned around, and shoved Sun Wei away. Sun Wei, not expecting her to suddenly exert so much force, stumbled and fell to the floor.

Yang Lu quickly opened the wardrobe, grabbed a robe, and hurriedly put it on. She then looked back at Sun Wei, who was getting up from the floor, while Sun Qiang's shouts outside continued unabated.

"Get out! You...you shameless beast! Get out..." Yang Lu was both ashamed and angry, unsure what to say. Sun Wei, still caught up in his own desire, stood there, unsure what to do. Just as he was about to speak to Yang Lu, he heard a loud "slap" and received another solid slap across the face.

This time, the blow terrified Sun Wei. He quickly turned around, frantically pulled up his shorts, ran to the door, flung open the bedroom door, shoved aside Sun Qiang at the door, and ran back to his room, locking the door behind him.

"Aunt Yang? What's wrong?" Sun Qiang stood by the door, looking at Yang Lu's sexy and alluring appearance, and cautiously asked.

"N-nothing..." Yang Lu fastened the buttons on her pajamas, her face flushed, and replied, "I scolded him a little, but now, now it's alright. You should go back to sleep..." Saying this, she went to the door, coaxed Sun Qiang back to his room, then went back inside, locked the door, and lay down on the bed...

Wu Huaxin, who had left Sun Qiang's house, walked anxiously down the empty street, constantly repeating Li Rufei's name in his mind.

Six hours had passed since Li Rufei left home, but she hadn't called back even once. Before leaving home, Wu Huaxin called her workplace, but no one answered. What did this mean? It meant Li Rufei was no longer at work. Where had she gone? Why hadn't she returned home by midnight? Was she still heartbroken? Angry with Wu Huaxin?

Wu Huaxin thought, a sense of fear rising within him. He was filled with regret and remorse, silently praying that nothing bad had happened to her.

According to the route, after turning the corner and passing through the alley, it would be another ten minutes to Li Rufei's workplace. He hadn't encountered her yet; unless she had stopped along the way, they should have met long ago. Wu Huaxin's heart sank to the bottom.

Just as he dejectedly turned the corner and entered the dark alley, Wu Huaxin suddenly heard a scream from the darkness ahead.

"That...that's Aunt Fei's voice!" Wu Huaxin's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly groped forward. There used to be a streetlamp in this alley, but for some reason, it was broken tonight, forcing Wu Huaxin to walk in the dark.

After groping his way for about ten meters, Wu Huaxin heard a tearing sound. At this point, he was certain that someone was fighting less than ten meters ahead!

He held his breath, quickened his pace, and moved closer, straining to see. Finally, he saw a tall, masked man holding a dagger, pinning a woman against the wall and tearing at her. Although the light was dim, judging from the woman's white high heels, she was Wu Huaxin's aunt, Li Rufei!

"I've given you all the money, please, please don't do this! Ah..." she cried out in pain, "No! Let me go, you scoundrel! No..."

"Shut up, I love women like you who wear lace panties!" He lewdly chuckled, "You've actually made a lot of money coming here tonight! What's the use of struggling like this! Save your energy for serving me later! Haha... Oh! You're quite good at wriggling, you'd be great at the horse riding position, haha... Stop wriggling, such thick hair, let me touch it properly! Haha..."

"No! No! You can't touch there... Ah..."

Hearing this, Wu Huaxin completely understood what was going on. He was instantly filled with lust.

"Stop! Stop right now!" He roared and leaped forward.

"Huh?" The masked robber was startled by the voice and quickly turned around, only to find that the person standing in front of him was a child of about ten years old.

"Kid? What are you doing? Are you fucking looking to die?"

"Hua... Hua Xin?" Li Rufei, who had been struggling to break free, only then realized that the person who had come was her nephew. "Run, run, you silly child! He's a bad guy! Run..."

Before she could finish speaking, Wu Hua Xin suddenly jumped up and pounced on the masked man.

"Kid, kid, what are you doing!" The robber never expected that this child who suddenly appeared would charge into his arms like a mad bull, seemingly unafraid of the sharp dagger in his hand. "Let go, or I'll kill you..." But before he could finish speaking, Wu Hua Xin had already pounced on him. He lost his balance and was pushed forcefully against the wall of the alley by Wu Hua Xin. The sudden collision caused the dagger in his hand to fall to the ground.

"You dare bully Aunt Fei? I'll kill you! I'll kill you!" Wu Huaxin screamed hysterically as he grabbed him, shocking not only Li Rufei but also the robber.

"What are you doing! Let go..." The robber panicked and could only frantically struggle with him, unsure of what to do as Wu Huaxin yelled. The struggle escalated, and the two fell to the ground, rolling around in a scuffle. In the chaos, the robber's hand touched a discarded beer bottle by the wall, and he quickly grabbed it.

"Let go! You little beast!" Panicked and afraid the child's screams would attract more people, the robber shoved Wu Huaxin away, scrambled to his feet, and raised the empty bottle high in his hand. "You, you fucking come any closer, I, I'll smash you to death!"

Wu Huaxin ignored him, scrambling to his feet and continuing to yell as he lunged at the robber.

With a loud crash, the empty bottle in the robber's hand smashed heavily onto Wu Huaxin's forehead. Amidst Li Rufei's scream, the bottle shattered into many shards scattered on the ground. Wu Huaxin froze, instinctively covering his head with his hands. The robber was thus able to break free and stumble back several steps.

Even the masked robber was stunned by the blow; he hadn't expected to deliver such a powerful strike in his panic, as it could easily have been fatal. However, what surprised him even more was why such a young man would so recklessly lunge at him like a madman, and where did he get the courage?

A dark red line of blood immediately appeared on Wu Huaxin's head from the force of the bottle, yet he didn't fall. Instead, he managed to stand firm and slowly continued walking towards the robber, swaying unsteadily. Just as Li Rufei and the robber were staring in disbelief, his vision blurred, his legs gave way, and he collapsed to the ground.

"Murder! Murder! You, you stop..." Li Rufei suddenly felt a surge of courage, shouting as she struggled to her feet.

"No, no! It wasn't me... I, I didn't mean to..." The robber had never witnessed such bloodshed before, and without even picking up the dagger he'd dropped, he stammered, "No, it wasn't me! It wasn't..." He turned and ran, staggering towards the alleyway entrance.

"Stop, stop! You... Ha... Ha..." Li Rufei, her clothes disheveled, leaned against the alley wall, managing to straighten herself, but the masked robber had already vanished from the alley in the blink of an eye.

"Hua Xin... are you alright! Hua Xin! Hua Xin!" Overwhelmed with fear, Li Rufei threw herself at Wu Hua Xin, shouting and desperately shaking him by the collar.

"I...I...I'm alright...Don't worry! Aunt Fei..." Wu Huaxin opened his eyes and took a few difficult breaths. He had just exerted all his strength and now he was temporarily powerless. Even so, he still tried his best to lift his head. "It's alright...I just got a light tap on my head, it's just a cut. As long as Aunt Fei is alright...that's...that's all that matters..."

"Silly child! Huaxin, why are you so reckless? Hmm..." Li Rufei knelt beside him, holding back her tears, and rested Wu Huaxin's head on her knees. "Who told you to rush out like that? You...you'll die like this! Silly child...If something happens to you, what will you do, Aunt Fei? You scared me to death...scared me to death...Huaxin..." At this moment, a strong sense of love had already overcome the panic and shame. Li Rufei looked at Wu Huaxin's face with affection and stroked his face with concern.

"I...I'm really alright..." Wu Huaxin endured the excruciating pain in his head, looking solemnly at his aunt. "Whoever tries to hurt my most beloved Aunt Fei, I...I'll fight them to the death..."

"Why? Why are you doing this? But...but you'll die if you act so recklessly, you know that?" Although she tried to sound reproachful, Li Rufei couldn't. Her heart felt like it was being slashed by a knife. She sobbed, her trembling hands tenderly embracing Wu Huaxin's head. "Silly child...why...why are you fighting so desperately..." "

Aunt Fei...you're the closest person to me," Wu Huaxin gritted his teeth, one hand covering the wound on his head, forcing a smile to comfort Li Rufei. "You're the person I love and respect the most! I...I will never allow anyone to hurt you...I...I..."

“But…but I…I don’t deserve this…” Li Rufei shook her head guiltily and ashamedly. “Aunt Fei is a shameless woman who betrayed her husband…a wicked woman who willingly degraded herself…Aunt Fei has long lost her dignity in front of you…I…I…”

“No! No! It’s all my fault!” Wu Huaxin struggled to sit up, grabbing Li Rufei’s hands. “It’s all because of my impulsiveness and ignorance! I’m so sorry…You didn’t scold me, but were so forgiving. I’m so grateful to you! In my heart, you will always be that loving and noble Aunt Fei!”

“Really…really?” Li Rufei could hardly believe her ears. She trembled as she grasped Wu Huaxin’s hand, fighting back tears, and looked at his face with expectant and anxious eyes. “I…I…in your heart…”

“Of course it’s true!” Wu Huaxin straightened his upper body despite the pain and held Li Rufei tightly. “From the time I was a child, Aunt Fei has always been the person who loves me the most! Back then, I swore to God that I would always treat Aunt Fei as my dearest and most beloved person! As I grew up, Aunt Fei, your selfless care and sincere love for me have never stopped! In my heart, you are already the most sacred angel!”

“Yesterday, I forced you to do such a shameless thing entirely because of my impulsiveness and irrationality! Your submission to my violation stemmed entirely from your love and tolerance for me! Although you felt you had acted utterly shameful, your image in my heart will never change! Because in my eyes, that was a true expression of your nature! Without the slightest pretense! Only in front of the person you love and are closest to you would you have such feelings! This already demonstrates my place in your heart! No matter what happens, I understand that your heart will always be the purest and noblest! In my heart, you are the embodiment of true love and dignity! This is something that no one and nothing can change!”

Hearing these words, tears welled up in Li Rufei's eyes. Her mouth agape, she seemed reborn, overwhelmed with emotion and speechless.

“I…I…”

“Aunt Fei…you will always be Huaxin’s Aunt Fei!” Wu Huaxin gasped for breath, firmly uttering these words, ending his outpouring of emotion.

“Huaxin! My dear Huaxin! Waaah…” Li Rufei could no longer contain her emotions. She threw everything aside, tightly embracing Wu Huaxin in her arms, and burst into tears. “Huaxin! Good boy! Thank you for thinking of Auntie like this! Waaah…I, Auntie loves you too! I will always cherish you!”

“I…want to be with Auntie forever…holding you…” Wu Huaxin slumped into Li Rufei’s arms, the struggle having almost exhausted his strength.

“Okay! Auntie will never leave you! Auntie will hold you every day…good boy!” Li Rufei’s tears streamed down her face. “Huaxin, you have to hold on, Auntie will take you to the hospital right now! I’ll call an ambulance right now!”

“No! Don’t leave me…” Wu Huaxin was somewhat dazed, clutching Li Rufei’s clothes tightly.

"No! Auntie will always be by your side! Don't worry, Huaxin!" Li Rufei looked at Wu Huaxin with a haggard yet incredibly relieved expression, saying, "Auntie will just make a phone call, Auntie won't leave you! Don't worry, good boy!" As she spoke, she hurriedly pulled her phone from her handbag on the floor. "You must endure it, good boy!"

However, the excessive impulse following his injury caused his wound to bleed even more, and Wu Huaxin's vision went black; he lost consciousness.

When Wu Huaxin regained consciousness, the first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was the lotus-shaped chandelier on the ceiling of his bedroom. He was already lying in his own bed.

Instinctively glancing at the sky outside the window, he realized it was already broad daylight.

Just as he was wondering what was going on, he suddenly felt dizzy, and a burning sensation spread across the top of his head. However, he suddenly recalled the dangerous situation he and Li Rufei had encountered, and immediately became worried about Li Rufei's situation. He involuntarily cried out, "Aunt Fei, danger!" He tried to sit up, but as soon as he raised his head, his head started buzzing again, and he could only groan and lie back down.

"Huaxin, are you awake?" Suddenly, a familiar voice rang in his ears. "Great, you're finally awake!" Li Rufei, who had been lying beside his bed, was overjoyed to see him awake and rushed forward, pressing her hand against his shoulder.

"Aunt Fei..."

"That's great! I'm so glad you're alright! You scared me to death..." Li Rufei forgot her fatigue from caring for him all night, tightly hugging Wu Huaxin's shoulder, and said tremblingly, "If anything had happened to you, what would I have done?" As she spoke, her eyes reddened, and tears welled up in them.

"Aunt Fei... that bad man..." Wu Huaxin saw that Li Rufei was unharmed, but still asked with concern.

“He ran away! It’s alright, everything’s fine now…really!”

“I…how did I end up at home…” Wu Huaxin finally breathed a sigh of relief, then became puzzled again.

“You lost a lot of blood after you fainted last night. The people who came and I took you to the hospital. Fortunately, it was just a superficial injury. Three stitches and you’ll be fine.” Li Rufei said, her expression still showing lingering fear, but also a relieved sigh of relief. “After the X-ray, the doctor said you were lucky, there’s nothing seriously wrong, just a slight concussion. A few days of rest will make you better. I was worried that no one would take care of you at the hospital, so I just brought you home immediately.”

Looking at Li Rufei’s incredibly concerned eyes, Wu Huaxin felt a warmth in his heart. “That’s good, that’s good…as long as Aunt Fei is alright…” As he spoke, he couldn’t help but reach out and grab Li Rufei’s arm, a smile of extraordinary relief on his face.

“Hua Xin! Waaah…” Li Rufei could no longer contain her emotions and buried her head in her nephew’s chest, crying loudly, “Why did you rush out! Why were you so foolish! Didn’t you know how dangerous that was? Auntie was almost scared to death, you know! Waaah…”

“That bad guy was going to hurt you…” Wu Huaxin replied, enduring his dizziness, “Aunt Fei is the person I respect most in this world, and I will never allow anyone to hurt you! The situation was so critical at the time, I… I couldn’t think too much. Besides rushing out and fighting him, I really didn’t know what else I could do…”

Li Rufei raised her teary eyes and looked at her nephew with heartache, “But that was too dangerous, you know! If that bottle or dagger had been even slightly off course, you might have died, my silly child! Waaah… If anything had happened to you, Aunt Fei would have felt guilty for the rest of her life…” She said these words almost in a sobbing voice.

“But Aunt Fei is the person I respect most in this world, and I will never allow anyone to hurt you!” Wu Huaxin held her soft shoulders tightly, looking at her sincerely, tears welling up in his eyes. “I’ve said it before, Aunt Fei, you are the most beautiful and noble goddess in my heart! I don’t care what happens to me, as long as Aunt Fei is alright! I don’t want to think about anything else…”

“Huaxin! My silly child! Waaah…” Li Rufei’s tears flowed like a broken string of pearls. She pressed her face against Wu Huaxin’s, trembling with emotion. “Don’t be so silly again, okay? Auntie will never allow anything to happen to you again! My silly child, silly child, waaah…”

Wu Huaxin held Li Rufei’s delicate body tightly, listening to her tender sobs while wiping away his own tears. He embraced her passionately, deeply experiencing the meeting of their hearts and the fusion of their tender feelings.

"Aunt Fei, can you forgive me? I did such and such to you... I'm so sorry!"

After a long while, Wu Huaxin asked guiltily through his tears.

"Silly child, why are you bringing that up again..." Li Rufei wiped away her tears and comforted him.

However, she still harbored resentment, and her tone was somewhat stiff.

"Then... Aunt Fei, can I still be with you like before?" Seeing that she was no longer as absent-minded and cold as she had been two days ago, Wu Huaxin's heart was filled with hope, so he hurriedly asked.

"Aunt Fei promised your parents that she would take good care of you. Of course, Aunt Fei won't send you away..."

"No, no! That's not what I meant! I, I meant..." Wu Huaxin quickly explained, while his heart was filled with expectation, "I mean... can I still... can I still hug you every day? Just... just like yesterday..." He had already spoken very restrainedly.

"This..." After understanding the implication in her words, Li Rufei's face immediately turned red. She frowned slightly and lowered her head without speaking.

"Is...is it okay? I...I'm not...but, I..." Wu Huaxin suddenly felt a little abrupt, but he was still full of hope.

"I..." Li Rufei's face flushed briefly, then suddenly darkened. She turned her head away, not daring to look Wu Huaxin in the eye, biting her lip and fidgeting with the hem of her clothes.

Wu Huaxin's heart sank.

"Aunt...Aunt Fei..."

"No..." After a long while, Li Rufei sighed, "No..."

"Why...why?" Overwhelmed with disappointment, Wu Huaxin couldn't control his emotions and blurted out the question he shouldn't have asked.

Li Rufei released Wu Huaxin's shoulder and stood up quietly.

“Because… Aunt Fei is already married. And I’m your aunt.” She glanced at him silently, her eyes red and moist, then gently tucked the blanket around him. “Although you’re a very good boy, but,” she said, turning and walking towards the door, “it’s impossible for us to be together.” Seeing her about to leave

, Wu Huaxin, ignoring his dizziness, struggled to sit up. “But Aunt Fei, I just want to be your true friend, I have absolutely no ill intentions…”

“Huaxin…” Li Rufei stopped, but didn’t turn back: “Forget the past!” Then, she walked slowly out of the room.

Wu Huaxin's emotions plummeted to the bottom of an abyss. He stood there stunned for a long time before finally collapsing onto the bed, letting tears stream down his face.

The bell rang, and Yang Lu, dressed in a white dress, slowly walked out of the classroom. Her steps were still elegant, but slightly weary. At thirty-two, she was usually a very energetic person, but after the shameful and embarrassing scene of the previous night, she had barely slept a wink. Therefore, she felt unusually tired during class today, with a slight headache.

Arriving at her office, she immediately poured herself a cup of hot water, gulped it down, and then sat down at her desk, massaging her temples with her hands.

Since the first two periods had just ended, many teachers were also returning to their offices.

Yang Lu forced herself to be energetic and greeted them with a smile.

Suddenly, Yang Lu noticed her phone in her drawer was ringing with a text message. She opened the drawer and turned on her phone.

The text message was from Qian Song.

It turned out that after taking those sensual photos of Yang Lu last night, he felt deeply ashamed of his lack of skill in nude photography. He suddenly decided to learn from a top-tier photographer in Xinjiang to prepare for his work in a Japanese competition. So, he had asked a friend to buy him a plane ticket to Xinjiang last night, and he went to the airport early this morning. Now, just as he was about to board the plane, he sent her a final message:

"I'll be back in two months to take your best photos!" That was the last thing he wrote.

Yang Lu froze, as if frozen in place, feeling incredibly lost. She sat there speechless. It wasn't until the bell rang for the third or fourth class that she seemed to snap out of her daze and let out a soft sigh.

Another good friend had left her. Although it had only been two months, Yang Lu felt deeply melancholy. Her husband was studying abroad, and her close friends were leaving her one after another. Thinking of all this, Yang Lu's eyes welled up with tears.

"Perhaps I'm destined to be alone for life!" she thought to herself, offering a silent, bitter laugh. She looked up, gazing absently at the azure sky outside the window, as if searching for an airplane. He just left like that. But everyone has their own pursuits, and she couldn't force anyone to stay by her side.

It's alright; for the next few months, she'd focus on calming herself down and helping her students prepare for their exams. She silently murmured to herself.

Just as Yang Lu was lost in thought, the voice of Wang Ping, a female teacher, suddenly came from the office: "Teacher Yang Lu, it's your phone!" She was a Chinese language teacher who had just graduated from teachers' college last year.

Yang Lu stood up, softly said "thank you," and went to take the receiver from Wang Ping.

The call surprised Yang Lu greatly.

It was from Sun Wei's mother. It turned out that Sun Wei hadn't gone to school after leaving Yang Lu's apartment that morning; instead, he had taken a long-distance bus home to another city.

According to his mother, Sun Wei decided to drop out of school, since he knew he couldn't get into university no matter how much tutoring he received. So he decided to go home and find something to do, and didn't plan to return to Nantong.

Yang Lu's heart skipped a beat. First, she felt extremely sorry for Sun Wei giving up his studies and future; all her efforts for him had been wasted. She had a feeling that Sun Wei's departure was likely due to what happened last night. Second, after the shameful events of the previous night, she didn't know how to face Sun Wei, and his sudden departure at this crucial moment made her somewhat uneasy.

But then she thought, and Yang Lu gradually calmed down. After all, Sun Wei was still a child; he had done wrong, and if she didn't hold it against him, nothing serious would happen. Besides, Sun Wei's family was wealthy; his parents might even be grooming him to be a businesswoman. She didn't need to worry too much about his future.

Hanging up the phone, Yang Lu leaned against the table, rubbing her temples, sighing deeply. So many things had happened in the last two days; it was truly a headache.

"What's wrong, Ms. Yang?" The voice of the grade leader, Zheng Gu, suddenly came from behind. "Are you... feeling unwell?"

Yang Lu quickly turned around and smiled, "It's nothing serious, just a little dizzy."

"Oh, really..." Zheng Gu nodded. "Then you should get some rest. The weather's been changing quickly lately; it's easy to get sick..."

"Okay, thank you for your concern, hehe!" Yang Lu nodded slightly to him and turned back to her seat.

Zheng Gu pushed up his glasses, a hint of fascination appearing on his thin face. His eyes were fixed on Yang Lu's full, mature back, quickly scanning her graceful figure from head to toe. Even after she sat back down, his gaze kept drifting towards her.

No one knew that in Zheng Gu's mind, Yang Lu was completely naked at that moment.

At 11:45 a.m., at the gate of Yuelong Middle School,

among the students walking out of the school gate, a boy suddenly jumped up in cheers. It was Sun Qiang.

"Really? Sun Wei's gone?" Sun Qiang grabbed Yang Lu's hand, unable to contain his joy, and asked, "He said he wouldn't come back, right?"

"Look at you, why are you so happy?" Yang Lu glared at him and pulled him toward the station. "Your cousin dropped out of school, how can you be so gloating?"

"No, no!" Sun Qiang grinned from ear to ear. "I'm not gloating! I'm just thinking that without anyone else bothering me, I can concentrate on my studies at home! Hehe!"

"But it's such a pity he left so quietly..."

"Oh! He's gone! Don't mention him anymore! He was never a student!" Sun Qiang excitedly grabbed his stepmother's arm and hopped ahead like a little rabbit. "Let's hurry home! My stomach is growling!"

"You child, really!" Yang Lu glared at him, but seeing that he didn't care at all and was still pulling her forward with a beaming smile, she felt a little strange. However, she herself planned to forget about Sun Wei, so she didn't say anything more.

"By the way, let's not go home for lunch." Yang Lu pulled Sun Qiang back.

"Then, what are we going to do?" Sun Qiang looked back at her curiously.

"Go to Wu Huaxin's house!" Yang Lu frowned: "I heard he was injured, we should go visit him."

Wu Huaxin groggily opened his eyes; it was already bright outside.

He looked at the calendar on the wall; it was Saturday. Since being injured on Thursday night, he had slept at home for almost a whole day. His injuries weren't serious; he had only scraped his skin, and thanks to Li Rufei's careful care, his wounds had mostly healed. His

physical injuries were fine, but the wounds in his heart couldn't heal. Just thinking about Li Rufei's cold and awkward expression made Wu Huaxin's heart ache. He understood that what he had done had hurt Li Rufei deeply, leaving an indelible mark on her heart, so much so that she still couldn't forgive him or accept him.

Wu Huaxin sat up in bed, stretched lightly, and then stared blankly at the floor.

Yesterday at noon, Sun Qiang and Yang Lu came to visit him, bringing him a moment of comfort and brief joy. He had also secretly heard from Sun Qiang about Sun Wei's departure and was happy for Sun Qiang. But as soon as they left, Wu Huaxin fell back into boredom and depression.

He spent the entire afternoon lying in bed worrying about how to get along with his aunt. Later, around evening, a guest arrived—a graceful young woman in a gray dress with a ponytail. She seemed to be Li Rufei's college classmate, named Dong Wenqian. After visiting Wu Huaxin, she went back to the living room with Li Rufei to talk.

Wu Huaxin listened intently for a while, noticing that the two women had a very close relationship, practically sharing everything. During their conversation, Dong Wenqian frequently inquired about Li Rufei's health and often asked if she felt lonely at home alone. He didn't quite catch the details, but it seemed Dong Wenqian was particularly concerned about Li Rufei.

After seeing the guests off, Li Rufei came into Wu Huaxin's room to tell him she planned to take him to a hot spring resort in the suburbs for a couple of days the next day. Later, Wu Huaxin realized that Dong Wenqian had come to invite Li Rufei to the hot springs, and also to take him for a relaxing getaway.

Breakfast started at 7:30. Despite the harrowing experience of the previous night, Li Rufei and Wu Huaxin's relationship seemed unchanged; they ate their meal in a somber and quiet atmosphere. Sometimes, Wu Huaxin felt resentful. His desperate rescue of her yesterday had completely touched Li Rufei's cold and dejected heart. She clearly no longer disliked him; in fact, she might even have liked him a little. So why was she acting so aloof and unapproachable today? In the end, he could only attribute it to his past behavior being too harsh. At eight o'clock

, two clear honks sounded downstairs. Li Rufei picked up her simple luggage and led Wu Huaxin downstairs. Today, she had specially tied her long hair into a braid, securing it with a white silk scarf, looking demure and elegant. She was still wearing her pink business suit and white high heels, appearing quiet and noble.

When the two arrived downstairs, a red Toyota sedan was already waiting for them in the small square.

As Li Rufei approached, the Toyota door opened, and Dong Wenqian, dressed brightly, got out of the driver's seat, climbed out of the car, and smiled as she helped Li Rufei with her luggage.

Compared to her ordinary attire yesterday, Dong Wenqian looked much more youthful today. Wu Huaxin's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but secretly scrutinize her from head to toe.

Today, Dong Wenqian had untied her quiet ponytail, revealing her long, flowing black hair, and a pair of black sunglasses perched on her bangs.

She wore a tight-fitting orange t-shirt, the fabric accentuating her high breasts and slender waist. Her breasts, at least a 35B, stood proudly erect, and the shape and pattern of her black bra were even visible through the orange fabric. She wore a white athletic skirt with vertical pleats on the hem, resembling the texture of a folding fan, giving it a flowing and lively look. The skirt was at least thirty centimeters past her knees, revealing her fair, jade-like thighs with every sway. Wu Huaxin even worried that she might inadvertently reveal some of her beauty. She wore white Li-Ning women's athletic shoes, the orange stripes on the sides of the shoes echoing her t-shirt, creating a light and bright appearance.

Wu Huaxin could hardly believe that this was the same Dong Wenqian he had seen yesterday! Her attire was so youthful and vibrant, as if she were a completely different person, like a girl in her early twenties, nothing like the composed and dignified thirty-year-old woman he had seen yesterday.

When Dong Wenqian greeted Wu Huaxin with a smile, he snapped out of his reverie and hurriedly got into Li Rufei's car with a forced smile. As he sat in the back seat and watched Dong Wenqian get into the driver's seat, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of her open skirt, and her slender thighs once again made Wu Huaxin wonder what kind of underwear she was wearing that day.

Throughout the ride, Dong Wenqian and Li Rufei chatted and laughed, occasionally turning back to tease Wu Huaxin in the back, filling the car with a joyful atmosphere. Clearly, this old classmate and Li Rufei were very close; they could talk about anything and be so intimate wherever they went. Under Dong Wenqian's influence, Li Rufei seemed to have forgotten the unpleasantness of the past few days. Seeing this, Wu Huaxin was secretly pleased. He hadn't meant to hurt Li Rufei; her cheerfulness was something he had longed for.

More than half an hour later, the car turned at an intersection more than 30 kilometers from the city, drove into a forest, drove for several kilometers through the forest, and finally stopped in front of a mountain resort with its back to the mountains and facing the water.

This was their destination, the hot spring resort. 02-01
The Tragedy of Mature Women (09) Chapter 8 Wife's Shame - The Ashamed Wife's Massage

This hotel-style resort was located in a somewhat remote place, with not many guests, and it looked a bit deserted. But Wu Huaxin noticed that there were only a few private cars parked at the entrance of the resort, but they were all mid-to-high-end cars worth hundreds of thousands of yuan.

When he got to the counter, he learned that the resort was run by a friend of Dong Wenqian, and their accommodation fee was waived.

When he got the room card, Wu Huaxin found that he was arranged to stay in room 103 alone, Dong Wenqian stayed in room 105 next to him, and his aunt Li Rufei stayed in room 107. Wu Huaxin was a little puzzled. Why didn't his two best friends stay in the same room? Even though it was free, there was no need for such extravagance and waste. A room like that would cost at least four or five hundred yuan a day!

But once he entered his room, he no longer cared about that question, because he immediately saw the hot spring pool behind the room and couldn't help but feel happy.

Each room here had a back door connecting to the large hot spring pool, and bathing supplies such as towels, head covers, and body brushes were placed by the entrance to the back door. Obviously, guests could go to the open-air hot spring outside the back door to bathe at any time.

Wu Huaxin checked his watch; it was only a little past 9:30 in the morning, plenty of time. So he happily took off his clothes and pants, wrapped a towel around himself, ran out of the back door, jumped into the hot spring, and took a refreshing bath.

Because there were few guests, and it was morning, he was the only one in the entire hot spring. At first, he looked at the back doors of rooms 105 and 107 with some concern, worried that his aunt might come out. Later, he relaxed and swam freely in the pool, fully enjoying this rare moment of joy.

Around 11:00 AM, Wu Huaxin finished bathing, dressed, and went to the lobby on the first floor. Dong Wenqian and Li Rufei were still sitting on the sofa in the lobby, chatting happily. Afterwards, the three of them went to the restaurant for a sumptuous lunch before returning to their rooms to rest.

Because his head injury was still flaring up, Wu Huaxin felt extremely tired after soaking in the hot spring and soon fell into a deep sleep, enjoying a good nap for the entire afternoon.

When he woke up, it was already 7:30 PM. Dong Wenqian and Li Rufei, mindful of his injury, didn't wake him and went to eat.

After they returned to their room, Wu Huaxin had to go to the restaurant alone for a large meal, and then took a stroll in the resort's garden.

Dong Wenqian and Li Rufei hadn't seen each other for a long time, and today they seemed to have endless things to talk about, chatting in their room until after 8:00 PM.

Having chatted all day, Li Rufei felt a bit tired and wanted to take a shower and go back to sleep. At that moment, Dong Wenqian suggested a hot spring massage.

"A hot spring massage?" Li Rufei stared at her, clearly having never heard of such a thing.

"Yes! It's the resort's specialty service!" Dong Wenqian encouraged her with a smile. "We have very skilled masseuses here, and many wealthy people come here for leisure and vacation! We rarely have such an opportunity, so we shouldn't miss it!"

"But..." Li Rufei hesitated, "A massage... wouldn't that be too much... and I've never..."

"Oh! What's wrong with that? Massage is all the rage these days! You had this tendency to overthink things when you were in school, and you haven't changed it even now that you're married!" Dong Wenqian gave her a playful glare. "Coming here and not getting a massage is like entering a treasure mountain and leaving empty-handed! I'll treat you today, let's treat ourselves! It's settled!"

Li Rufei wanted to decline again, but seeing that Dong Wenqian was determined, she couldn't refuse her kindness and could only remain silent.

Dong Wenqian made a phone call, then smiled and pulled Li Rufei along. The two took off their clothes, wrapped themselves in large bath towels, and went to the open-air hot spring pool outside the back door for a bath.

"After your bath, let's all go back to our rooms!" Dong Wenqian said, blushing, perhaps because of the heat of the hot spring. "I've called two high-class massage therapists, so you should relax tonight too!"

"Oh..." Li Rufei replied absentmindedly. Since it was an open-air hot spring, she was clearly watching her surroundings for any other guests.

After bathing for half an hour, Dong Wenqian, as if having made a huge decision, climbed out of the hot spring, wrapped herself in a towel, and walked towards the back door of room 105.

Li Rufei was still hesitant, but realizing she was alone, she felt a little scared and soon followed suit, wrapping herself in a towel and returning to room 107.

When Li Rufei returned to her room, a waitress was already waiting for her.

"Guest, please have a drink first." Seeing her enter, the waitress handed her a red drink, then closed the back door and drew the curtains. "Please wait a moment, the massage therapists will be here shortly."

"So she's not a massage therapist..." Li Rufei thought nervously as she drank her beverage.

"Would you please lie down on the bed first?" The young woman came forward to help Li Rufei.

"Oh..." Li Rufei had no choice but to go to the bedside and awkwardly lie down.

"Is this your first time getting a massage?" The young woman noticed her nervousness and smiled gently, "Please don't be too nervous, sir." "

Okay..." Li Rufei blushed.

"Would you please take off your towel, then turn over and lie face down on the bed?" The young woman's words were gentle, but every word made Li Rufei's heart race.

After the young woman helped her remove the towel, Li Rufei turned around and took out a set of underwear from her luggage. As she put on her panties and prepared to put on her bra, the young woman smiled and stopped her.

"Sir, you can't wear a bra during a massage, it will reduce the effectiveness of the acupressure massage!"

Li Rufei had no choice but to put her bra back in her luggage, and then lay face down on the bed wearing only her panties, secretly blaming Dong Wenqian for choosing such an embarrassing situation.

The young woman smiled secretly and covered her lower body with a square white towel.

"Please wait a moment, sir, the masseur will be right there." With that, she left the room.

Li Rufei was left alone, her back exposed, lying quietly on the bed.

At that moment, Li Rufei felt an indescribable regret, and she began to blame Dong Wenqian again. Just as she was having second thoughts, the door was pushed open. With a click, the door closed, and someone walked in.

Li Rufei, who had been lying on the bed, turned her head and saw that a man in his twenties had entered. He was wearing a white uniform, somewhat like a doctor's coat.

"The masseur is a man?" Li Rufei was startled, her face flushing red. Was she supposed to receive a massage from a man while completely naked?

She was at a loss, unsure whether to get up or stay lying down; she felt incredibly embarrassed and ashamed. Watching him walk to the bedside, she could only bury her head in the specially designed breathable pillow, lying quietly on the bed like a lamb to the slaughter.

"Dear guest, I will now begin your massage." Hearing the male masseur's gentle voice, Li Rufei felt a chill run down her bare spine.

He seemed oblivious to her shame; he stood respectfully by the bed, gently taking her left arm in his hands, his fingers softly kneading the flesh. Li Rufei's heart pounded faster, her fear growing stronger.

The masseur's fingers began massaging Li Rufei's left shoulder, then slowly moved downwards—elbow, forearm, wrist, palm, and finally her fingers. Then he massaged in the opposite direction, returning to her left shoulder.

"Guest, please relax a little," the experienced masseur said softly, noticing her stiffness. He then clasped his hands together and gently tapped her left arm, moving up and down her hand several times, gradually increasing the pressure. Hearing

his words, Li Rufei's face burned even hotter, her heart filled with unbearable shame. But since the other party had made such a request, she could only try her best to control her nervousness.

She buried her head tightly in the breathable pillow, closed her eyes, and kept trying to take deep breaths to relieve her tension.

Perhaps the other party really was a skilled masseur; during the brief massage of her left arm, the male masseur quickly found the right pressure for her based on her body's reactions. He began to gradually increase the pressure, paying attention to the combination of light and heavy pressure, and his acupressure points were very accurate. Before long, Li Rufei's arm experienced a comfortable and pleasant feeling amidst the slight pain.

After pulling and swinging the five fingers of her left hand, the male masseur then took Li Rufei's entire left arm, using the shoulder joint as the center and the elbow as the bending point, and gently flexed and stretched her left arm. With occasional, slight "clicking" sounds, Li Rufei felt all the joints in her left arm stretching and moving, and an indescribable feeling of comfort traveled from her left arm all the way to her brain and spread throughout her body.

In just a few minutes, Li Rufei experienced a comfort she had never felt before. As her body relaxed, her muscles and joints entered a soft and relaxed state, and her heart gradually calmed down.

Perhaps there was no need to be nervous at all! She thought to herself, almost mocking her earlier embarrassment and tension as completely unnecessary.

At this moment, the male attendant lowered her left arm, walked around the head of the bed to the other side, gently sat on the edge of the bed, and then reached out to take Li Rufei's right arm, beginning to massage it. Similarly, Li Rufei's right arm experienced the exact same sensation as her left.

After massaging her arm, the male attendant's hands pressed on Li Rufei's shoulders, kneading them slowly with a little force.

Then, with Li Rufei's comfortable groans, his hands vigorously kneaded her back, sometimes kneading the back of her neck, sometimes pressing and pushing her shoulder blades, sometimes pinching and kneading her spine, and sometimes stroking her waist.

Occasionally, when sensitive areas, such as the armpits or waist, were touched, Li Rufei felt a pang of worry and shame, but she tried hard to control her emotions.

Sometimes, Li Rufei thought that the other person must have massaged many people, and if she was too shy, she would seem petty and might be laughed at. Even Li Rufei herself was surprised by this thought; why had she become so concerned about her image? As a married woman, to have such intimate physical contact with a strange man, and to have such a willful thought, was simply unbelievable to her in her daily life. However

, at this moment, Li Rufei's brain was slowly swelling and heating up; a flame seemed to be burning deep within her cerebral cortex, and her body no longer seemed to resist this strange yet intimate contact. Could it be…?

Li Rufei vaguely felt that the drink she had just had might have an aphrodisiac effect, but her brain didn't have time to think about such things. In this relaxing and comfortable feeling, her nerves completely relaxed, her breathing became light and even, and her thoughts began to drift.

It wasn't until a slight pain shot through an acupoint on her back that Li Rufei snapped out of her daze. Opening her eyes, she realized the male servant had somehow climbed onto the bed and was kneeling beside her, massaging her back.

Lost in the sensation, Li Rufei seemed oblivious to this. She let out a soft breath, closed her eyes again, and quietly enjoyed the massage.

"Guest, please lie down. The next section is..." The servant's voice seemed to drift into her ears from afar. Li Rufei gave a soft hum in response.

Just as she was feeling slightly tipsy, Li Rufei suddenly felt a chill on her lower body—the servant had lifted the towel covering her.

At this moment, Li Rufei, her mind still somewhat dazed from the heat, realized that she was only wearing a pair of white lace panties, which were semi-transparent, tight, and thin. If the man lifted her towel, wouldn't he be able to see her private parts and curves to his heart's content?

"Wait..." Li Rufei struggled to break free from the pleasurable sensations in her mind, managing to utter only two words, but the male servant had already straddled her legs and was pressing his hands against her two plump, round buttocks.

"Please don't move, sir," the male servant said in a slightly reproachful tone when he saw her trying to get up, while simultaneously stopping her from moving.

"How could you..." Li Rufei wanted to say something, but his hands had already begun to vigorously rub her buttocks and waist.

Was this considered a massage...?

Li Rufei found it unbelievable, and a sudden sense of shame brought her back to her senses. But the male servant was sitting on her lap, and he was even speaking in a reproachful tone. If she got up like this, wouldn't people think she was ignorant or naive? Perhaps they would even blame her for mistaking someone's good intentions for something bad. But after all, the other person was touching her sensitive areas; should she just silently let this stranger caress her buttocks?

Li Rufei's mind went blank for a moment, unsure of how to react.

Just then, a sharp, piercing pain shot through her inner thigh, and Li Rufei cried out.

It turned out the male servant was pinching the main tendon at the base of her thigh. Perhaps he was using too much force, or perhaps Li Rufei's thighs weren't used enough for exercise, but his pinching caused her pain.

"Does it hurt? I'm sorry! I'll be gentler... like this... look..." Seeing this, the male servant quickly apologized, while gently rubbing Li Rufei's inner thigh with his fingers. At the juncture of her beautiful buttocks, in front of her semi-transparent lace crotch, the man's fingers slowly caressed the young woman's fair, smooth thigh.

This time his pressure was lighter, and Li Rufei didn't feel the same pain as before, but the previous touch still left her with lingering fear.

"Guest, your thighs seem a bit stiff..." the male masseur said while massaging. "Is it because your thighs haven't been stimulated, or have they been subjected to any stimulation recently...?"

"No..." Hearing this, Li Rufei's heart skipped a beat. Thinking of what had happened in the past few days, she suddenly felt terrified and hurriedly replied.

"It seems you need to massage this area more..."

"..."

At this point, Li Rufei dared not speak again and could only obediently lie on the bed, letting the male masseur massage her legs.

The male masseur opened his palms and encircled Li Rufei's left thigh, kneading the smooth muscles beneath her delicate skin while pressing on the acupoints and nerves on her leg, from the thigh, past the knee, down to the calf. Then he gently lifted her ankle, gently rotating her foot, and then lightly scratched her sole with his fingernails.

Just as a feeling of comfort gradually rose in Li Rufei's heart, he released her foot and massaged back along the original route, all the way to her thigh. Then, his hand covered her buttocks, kneading her soft, plump buttocks through her thin lace panties.

If the previous actions resembled a massage, the male servant's current actions were more like caresses. Since there are no acupoints on the buttocks, the male servant's rubbing of Li Rufei's buttocks seemed unrelated to massage.

However, Li Rufei was no longer aware of this. Since the male servant had massaged her entire left leg from top to bottom, a sweet and warm feeling had gradually grown within her, accumulating more and more, and her heart was subtly changing.

Especially when the male servant's hand approached her mysterious anus, Li Rufei felt a tremor and tension in her lower body, and a ripple of heat spread through the deep passage. These sensations traveled through her entire body's nerves to her brain, intermittent and fleeting, until the elusive yet pleasurable feeling took over, and her initial worries and shame were long forgotten.

Was this a massage? So this was what a massage felt like!

The feeling was so strange that Li Rufei couldn't find the words to describe or praise it. Just then, the male attendant began massaging her right leg.

Earlier, while Li Rufei was immersed in the pleasure, the male attendant had swiftly removed his white uniform, revealing his bare upper body and tight-fitting athletic shorts. Then, he quickly grasped Li Rufei's right leg, almost without her noticing a pause. His emotions were rising, his state becoming excited; he was fully prepared for a passionate massage battle.

Then, the male attendant seemed to intentionally slow down the massage, leisurely manipulating her right leg.

Li Rufei's consciousness was completely focused on his hands; as his hands moved up and down, her emotions rose and fell.

When his hand returned to her buttocks, fondling her noble hips and expensive panties, Li Rufei almost fainted from the intense arousal. The increasingly strong magnetic sensation made her lower body feel like it was on fire, and her vagina was already secreting gushing love fluid, the moist mucus even flowing onto her engorged labia.

If Li Rufei were still conscious at this moment, she would have noticed that her thin lace panties were already soaked with the mucus from her lower body and the sweat from her body, making the already semi-transparent material practically useless after being soaked; she should even have realized that from the male servant's perspective, he had a clear view of her most mysterious genitals covered by downy hair. However, the overall comfort and sensual stimulation had completely clouded her mind. Combined with the effects of the drink, Li Rufei felt increasingly hot and her head was throbbing…

“Please sit up with your back to me, esteemed guest?”

Just as Li Rufei was completely out of control, the male servant stood up from behind her, then bent one leg and gently knelt behind her.

“Oh…” Li Rufei completely forgot her situation and position, offering no objection to the other party's request. As if pursuing the pleasure she had just experienced, she straightened up and numbly knelt on the bed.

The male servant reached out from behind and supported her waist, gently pulling her into his arms. Li Rufei groaned and leaned back against the male servant's chest, her fair and soft back almost pressed against his bronze chest muscles.

“Now we begin the third section, three-dimensional massage.” As he spoke, the male servant's hands were already on Li Rufei's back, massaging from her neck to her waist, interspersed with occasional “slap slap” sounds. Li Rufei couldn't help but moan softly, her body swaying with the other person's movements.

The other person was indeed a highly skilled massage master; he accurately massaged almost every acupoint with just the right amount of pressure. Li Rufei knelt on the bed, her hands hanging

down, chest out, and abdomen in, enjoying the high-level massage as if in a dream, completely oblivious to her surroundings. What she enjoyed most was when the male masseur asked her to raise her hands above her head, while he sat behind her, spreading his arms to massage her sides, moving back and forth between her ribs and armpits. During the vigorous movements, his fingers would sometimes reach forward, occasionally touching the outer edge of her breasts. That unfamiliar, lightning-fast touch made Li Rufei's heart race; every nerve in her body seemed to stand on end, her body trembling with excitement.

Li Rufei closed her eyes, not daring to look down. She knew that her nipples were shamelessly erect.

But she felt no aversion to such provocation. Li Rufei's mind was already consumed by raging flames; on the contrary, she even secretly longed for such provocations to come again and again.

Observing Li Rufei's attitude, a sly glint flashed in the male servant's eyes, and a barely perceptible smile appeared on his lips. He understood that at this point, he could now fully enjoy this reserved yet voluptuous female guest tonight.

When his hand returned to Li Rufei's armpit, he suddenly reached out and, from behind, embraced the lower edge of her breasts. To conceal this, he quickly and lightly scratched the delicate skin along the lower edge of her nipples with his fingers.

"Ah...not there..." Li Rufei frowned slightly and instinctively twisted her upper body, her reaction not at all violent. Her noble breasts were being attacked by a strange man, and her behavior was completely unlike that of a young married woman. When the male servant's fingers climbed to the top of her snow-white breasts, circling the two tender, firm nipples with his nails, Li Rufei trembled and raised her head, leaning her body into his embrace.

Smelling Li Rufei's intoxicating fragrance, the male servant finally revealed a triumphant smile. He was certain that tonight, this introverted young woman would completely submit to the manipulation of this stranger.

He confidently kneaded her nipples with his index finger and thumb, pressing his erect penis, bulging like a tent, tightly against Li Rufei's buttocks, the tent's bulge gently rubbing against her sweaty lace panties.

"Ah..." Li Rufei, ashamed, thrust her breasts higher, chasing the pleasure on her nipples, while secretly raising her round, white buttocks, twisting them annoyingly, as if wanting to take the man's penis into her cleft.

"Now for the fourth section..." the man whispered in Li Rufei's ear in a devilish voice, "Tongue massage..."

He then put his arm around her shoulders and turned her body towards him. Just as Li Rufei was feeling empty and lost from the sudden loss of touch, the man's lips pressed against hers, kissing her deeply.

“No need to rush, enjoy her slowly…” the male attendant thought smugly to himself, confident of victory.

Sitting face-to-face, Li Rufei was gently embraced by him, falling into an almost suffocating kiss.

Just as he was kneading her buttocks and probing deeper with his tongue, Li Rufei suddenly snapped back to reality. This shy position reminded her of her husband, the last remaining memory that kept her conscious. Li Rufei

struggled to open her eyes, instinctively covering her exposed breasts with her hands. As a married woman, naked from the waist up, her full breasts prominent, kneeling on an unfamiliar massage bed, being held and kissed passionately by a strange man, Li Rufei felt a sudden sense of embarrassment and inappropriateness.

He was just a massage therapist at a hotel; why was she obediently sitting there, letting him do as he pleased?

Just like before, confusion and hesitation arose in Li Rufei's mind again: why was she accepting his massage? Why sit before a strange man wearing only thin lace panties? Why cover her breasts with her hands in shame before him? Deep down, the thought of pushing him away and leaving had crossed her mind more than once.

But for some reason, she hadn't been able to do so. A swelling, burning sensation was rising in her mind again, and the comfort brought by the massage and the slight, shy pleasure she was experiencing made it impossible for her to open her mouth to stop him. Moreover, with his lips pressed tightly against hers, it was impossible for her to open her mouth even if she wanted to.

"This is just a relaxing massage and adjustment, which can relax the whole body and release suppressed energy. It's beneficial and harmless to the body," the male masseur had solemnly declared to her before the massage.

Since she hadn't refused the massage before, how could she stop his work halfway through? Although this "tongue massage" was much more sensual than the previous massage, Li Rufei couldn't refuse. If she suddenly asked to stop now, he might misunderstand and think she was complaining about his technique. Wouldn't that hurt his feelings?

Thinking of this, Li Rufei closed her eyes again, involuntarily immersing herself once more in those strange and wonderful sensations. She herself didn't know why such thoughts had arisen. She was still in a very awkward and shameful situation, yet she still had the mind to think of others.

Today she was indeed very strange; not only was her body hot, but her mind was also filled with strange thoughts. What was wrong with her? While savoring the feeling of the man's tongue caressing her mouth, she sighed inwardly, her mind hazy. Clearly, under the influence of her hazy thoughts and sensual impulses, she had completely forgotten one fact: the massage he was giving her had already exceeded normal limits. As a married woman, she had every reason to refuse such an erotic massage. This was a thought she had never dared to entertain.

At this moment, the male masseur suddenly released her lips.

"Honorable guest, please relax, okay?" he said softly, blowing warm breath on her ear. "Don't be nervous, you're enjoying our service..."

Li Rufei, still savoring the passionate kiss, was about to open her eyes when the male servant suddenly pressed his lips to her ear again, gently blowing on it.

"Ah..." Li Rufei trembled slightly.

His lips lightly touched her earlobe, while his tongue licked it, the sweet sensation spreading like waves from her ear throughout her body.

Compared to the subtle massage, the pleasure from this method was more subtle; in a way, this pleasure, lurking within the body and arising from the mind, was more impactful than a direct, direct experience.

The male servant's lips slowly kissed down from her ear... all the way to her snow-white neck and soft shoulders, leaving a series of soft "sizzling" sounds before his hot lips swept across her breasts, moving towards her nipples, even touching her hand that had been protecting them.

"Oh..." Li Rufei involuntarily tilted her head back, letting out a groan. She felt her breasts about to be attacked, and every nerve in her body tensed. Although her hands covered her breasts, they were almost powerless, merely symbolically placed there, ready to be released at the slightest touch.

However, to Li Rufei's surprise, the male servant's lips didn't pry open her hands to invade her breasts, but instead stopped on the skin below her neck.

The male servant's hands suddenly released her waist and slid down to her round buttocks.

"Guest, you have a wonderful figure!" He lifted his head from her breasts. "Of all the guests I've served, Madam, your buttocks are the most beautiful! Be confident, okay?" Perhaps to relax her tense nerves, the male servant said this with a deliberate smile, while simultaneously opening his large palms and gently kneading her plump buttocks through her panties.

"Is that so..." Li Rufei replied blankly, her attention completely focused on her breasts, as if nervously anticipating the other's attack.

“Could you lean back a little?” the male waiter said, bringing his face close to Li Rufei’s chest again, speaking as if breathing out in front of her hands that were tightly covering her breasts.

“Oh…” Feeling his hands on her waist again, Li Rufei leaned back without thinking.

“Relax…sir, your posture can be even more graceful…” Despite his constant reassurances, Li Rufei’s nerves remained tense. The longer he delayed his advance on her breasts, the more focused her nerves became on them. Li Rufei’s body gradually leaned back, but her firm breasts remained perky and shapely. If her hands hadn’t been tightly covering them, the male waiter would probably have praised her breasts again.

Finally, the male waiter lowered his head and began his attack on her breasts with his tongue. When his tongue touched Li Rufei’s hands that were covering her breasts, Li Rufei shuddered, her fingers collapsing as if about to break, completely releasing their protection of her breasts. Between those seemingly empty fingers, a pink nipple quietly peeked out.

However, the male servant wasn't attacking her two pink nipples, nor her snow-white breasts, but rather her hands, which were barely touching her breasts.

For some reason, amidst her tension and trembling, Li Rufei felt a slight sense of relief. If he had attacked her breasts, she would have been completely panicked.

She seemed to have forgotten her position. As a married woman, she had no reason to sit naked in front of a strange man, no need to accept his massage, and no need to constantly worry about when he would invade her breasts, buttocks, or some other more bothersome organ.

However, at this moment, Li Rufei's mind was completely occupied by a burning sensation, leaving no room for any resistance.

The male servant greedily took her fingers into his mouth, sucking on them one by one, exposing her breasts completely to his smug gaze. However, his hot, sticky tongue still didn't attack her breasts, but instead licked from under her arm, from her fingertips down her elbow to her armpit.

"Oh my god..." As if an electric current had passed through her, Li Rufei's body suddenly trembled, and she could no longer maintain her balance, collapsing flat on the bed. The male servant, wearing only athletic shorts, seized the opportunity, bracing himself on the bed with his hands and pressing down on Li Rufei's nearly naked body, continuing his licking.

Li Rufei had never known that her armpits and elbows were so sensitive. The male servant's tongue had inadvertently unlocked previously unknown erogenous zones!

As his tongue slid inch by inch across the smooth, white skin of her arms, erogenous zones that Li Rufei had never paid attention to were being discovered one by one. At this moment, she finally understood that what could bring a tremendous sensual impact to the body was not limited to the breasts and vulva; behind the ears, the neck, the armpits, and even the limbs all harbored extremely sensitive reaction points.

However, Li Rufei had no time to marvel at this new discovery, because the male servant's tongue and lips were fatally teasing these areas, causing unprecedented pleasure to rise within her. These were areas her husband would never have caressed or stimulated before.

When the male servant's tongue slid into her armpit, licking her light armpit hair, Li Rufei couldn't help but scream. Every cell in her body felt like it was melting; this fresh and intense sensation was almost like being thrown into the sky, a wonderful shock spreading through her veins. Her already full and mature breasts now shamelessly swelled high.

The male servant occasionally glanced at her hard, slightly reddish nipples as he licked, a wicked smile flashing across his face.

"Guest, to let you experience the essence of a hot spring massage..." His mouth left Li Rufei's armpit and moved to her chest, licking down her stomach while saying with a slurping sound, "The next service... you must enjoy it while crying... and your buttocks must keep moving..."

"Ah..." Feeling the male servant's tongue slide across her lower abdomen and continue its downward invasion, Li Rufei cried out as if in tears.

As the male servant smugly raised his eyes, his gaze once again falling on Li Rufei's upper body, and looking at her blushing face between her high breasts, his tongue had already touched the top edge of Li Rufei's lace panties.

He opened his mouth, biting the top edge of the expensive panties, and gently pulled them down, revealing the beautiful young woman's thick, dark pubic hair.

Although the panties were still on her lower body, because the male servant's mouth had torn off a large section of the front of the panties, Li Rufei's pubic hair was completely exposed.

Feeling her pubic hair suddenly exposed to the air, Li Rufei trembled involuntarily, every nerve seemed to tense up, and she instinctively reached her hands towards her genitals. But her hands stopped just as they reached her lower abdomen, as if she had lost her courage.

As a traditional and self-respecting wife, now exposed to a stranger, she didn't even have the courage to cover herself, and Li Rufei herself couldn't explain why she felt this way. However, she didn't need to worry about anything afterward, because as her mind grew increasingly heated, her ability to think clearly was gradually fading, and she didn't need to explain why this was happening.

The male servant, with the edge of her panties in his mouth, smugly swept his gaze over the thick, dark pubic hair on Li Rufei's vulva. At such close range, he could clearly see the rose-colored valley hidden deep within the pubic hair. From the engorged, moist labia, the male servant could already feel the heat and restlessness emanating from the mature body before him.

If he were to penetrate her now, this woman would surely accept it gladly! The male servant thought to himself.

But he didn't intend to do so immediately; he was waiting for a better opportunity. He wanted to drive this beautiful young woman even more mad! He wanted to make her abandon all dignity and become his plaything completely!

So he suddenly released her, letting go of Li Rufei's panties. The elastic band caused the top of the panties to immediately pull back, and Li Rufei's wide-open vulva was once again covered by the panties. However, this cover served no purpose other than to arouse the man's desire.

Just as Li Rufei was not understanding the purpose of the other party's actions, the male servant's mouth was already on her lower body. He stretched out his tongue and gently slid it down Li Rufei's right leg. "Ah..." The sudden shock made Li Rufei unable to help but cry out again. She had no way to release this intense impact, so she could only cover her mouth with one hand and desperately twist her seductive body.

Just as she was struggling to bear this indescribable pleasure, the male servant had already licked her ankle and opened his mouth to suck on her slender little toes, biting each toe one by one.

"Oh...oh..." Li Rufei frowned, biting her fingers tightly, and made a sound that was almost like crying.

A strange pleasure surged from her toes upwards, through her calves, knees, thighs, and groin, reaching the area still fortunate enough to be covered by her lace panties. In an instant, Li Rufei felt a surge of heat within her vagina; the crotch of her white lace panties seemed to be filled with heat. The already semi-transparent panties became even more insubstantial after becoming wet, making her bulge even more prominent, and the thick black pubic hair on her vulva almost completely exposed to the air.

As the male servant's tongue moved back up from her feet, every nerve in Li Rufei's body became completely aroused.

When that serpentine tongue reached the inside of her thighs, Li Rufei cried as if on the verge of collapse, biting her fingers until they turned purple, while her lower body writhed wildly. In her mind, the last shred of defense had completely vanished.

The male servant pressed his hands against her waist, his tongue relentlessly tracing the thighs towards the bulge where her legs met.

"Ah..."

Just as Li Rufei was so nervous her whole body was about to boil, the male servant's tongue unexpectedly bypassed her wet and aroused lower body, reaching her smooth abdomen, and then licking towards her high, firm breasts.

As Li Rufei trembled, the male servant's tongue reached the lower part of her breasts, lightly and quickly rubbing the lower edge of the nipples with his nose and lips, causing the entire breast to tremble slightly. Those round and firm breasts stood erect more than ever before, the red of the areolas expanding, and the nipples already hard. Her breasts were like a volcano ready to erupt at any moment due to lust.

"Whoever it is, please play with my breasts as much as you want! And hold my buttocks tightly, and ravage me to your heart's content!" Li Rufei cried out in her heart.

She was no longer able to control herself in the face of lust.

However, the male servant wouldn't let her have her way so easily.

He didn't rush to caress or play with the breasts. Instead, he lightly touched the right nipple with the tip of his tongue while gently pinching and shaking the left nipple between two fingers.

Such teasing, a game of feigned indifference, was undoubtedly cruel to a mature young woman. Within seconds, the sensuality hidden deep within Li Rufei's breasts fully awakened, a mixture of excitement, pleasure, and greed; her desire had reached an uncontrollable level. Feeling her nipples, now even more erect after numbing and engorging, she trembled, shaking her head left and right, letting out a cry.

Just as Li Rufei was about to succumb to madness, the man's tongue suddenly left her breasts, unexpectedly and swiftly sliding from her lower abdomen to her genitals, reaching her silk panties.

As if thrown into the air, Li Rufei screamed, her spread thighs taut.

When the tip of his tongue reached the downy hair and labia hidden beneath her panties, Li Rufei's screams stopped instantly, replaced by violent convulsions throughout her body.

From that moment on, Li Rufei completely forgot her identity; her mind was filled only with this strange man.

The male servant's tongue, through her panties, teased her almost fully exposed vulva.

"Ah..."

Li Rufei tensed her lower body, passionately lifting her waist high off the bed, as if trying to clamp his head between her legs, afraid that his lips would leave her noble genitals.

When the male servant's tongue, through the silk fabric, reached the clitoris on her honey pot and circled it with his tongue, Li Rufei convulsed wildly on the bed, a numbing and sweet sensation rapidly spreading from that point to every corner of her body.

With her last pitiful cry, a gush of hot liquid spurted from Li Rufei's body, splashing onto her thick pubic hair.

Watching Li Rufei, who was in the throes of foreplay, the male servant pulled off his shorts, a victorious smile on his face. He straightened up, opened his arms, and pulled Li Rufei to a sitting position on the bed, embracing her. Listening to her moans of climax, he whispered in her ear, "My dear lady, please perk up, okay? The real show is about to begin."

"Oh...I..." Li Rufei leaned weakly on the male servant's shoulder, uttering two words in an incredibly seductive voice.

"Please stand up and take off your panties in the most alluring way..." the male servant said with a smile, "Then, while calling your husband's name and looking at my magnificent member, slowly straddle it..."

In the midst of the erotic atmosphere in the room, in the dimly lit corridor, a hand reached for the doorbell of room 107 and gently pressed the button.

Inside room 103, Wu Huaxin lay heavily on the bed, his head throbbing as if it were about to split open.

He was puzzled; his head injury had almost healed, so why was he experiencing such a severe headache after a whole day of rest? He hadn't taken any painkillers today, and he'd tried to eat only the foods his doctor had allowed him to. Why was he experiencing this reaction? It was so abnormal!

In his dazed state, Wu Huaxin vaguely remembered seeing on TV that a certain amount of sleeping pills could not only make someone drowsy but also cause brain pain. Had he accidentally taken sleeping pills?

He'd just recovered today and hadn't eaten anything indiscriminately, except for a drink a waiter had brought him at dinner. Was there something wrong with that drink?

Wu Huaxin was very surprised. This was his first time at this hot spring resort, and he was just a thirteen-year-old middle school student, not some big shot. Even if bad guys wanted to rob or vandalize, they shouldn't be targeting him, right?

However, the dizziness in his head wouldn't allow him to think any further.

After struggling for a while, Wu Huaxin's eyes closed, and he fell asleep.

In the last moment before falling asleep, Wu Huaxin prayed to meet Li Rufei in his upcoming dream and be happily with her—this was the dream he had most wanted to have in the past few days. In reality, the distance between him and her grew ever wider, and he could only hope to alleviate the pain and helplessness of reality in his dreams.

But... he didn't dream today, because he was sleeping too soundly. Reality is so unforgiving; even the illusory happiness in dreams was unattainable for Wu Huaxin.

Time seemed to stand still in room 103, filled with a heavy silence.

Until the moon peeked out from behind the clouds, casting its light quietly onto the floor, the door to room 103 was gently opened.

A graceful woman walked into the room, quietly approached the bed, and silently gazed at the sleeping Wu Huaxin. She looked at Wu Huaxin's sleeping face, sighed softly, then lowered her head, her lips slightly parted, her fingers shyly fiddling with the hem of her nightgown.

Her white nightgown, already short, only covered mid-thigh. With a quick squeeze of her fingers, the hem was pulled up further, daringly exposing her two delicate, jade-like thighs to the air.

Wu Huaxin never dreamed that while he slept, a sexy beauty would suddenly appear beside his bed in a nightgown. Beneath the semi-transparent silk nightgown, she was completely naked. In the soft moonlight, her high, snow-white breasts were faintly visible, her tender rosy nipples proudly erect, leaving two bright red protrusions against the white fabric.

If Wu Huaxin hadn't been asleep, a single glance would have revealed the breathtaking view beneath the ridiculously short hem of her nightgown.

However, Wu Huaxin was already fast asleep, and the woman simply stood there beside him, silently watching him.

"What's wrong? Are you still hesitating?" A gentle voice came from the shadows behind the woman.

The woman gritted her teeth and nodded slightly.

"It seems you still haven't understood what I said..." The voice from the shadows drew closer to the woman.

"I..." The woman stood shyly by the bed, glancing at Wu Huaxin on the bed, then turning back to say something to the person in the shadows, but unsure how to begin, she could only turn back and continue staring blankly at Wu Huaxin.

A soft sigh came from the shadows. Then, a gaze fell on the woman's back, slowly scrutinizing her elegant figure, from her high-piled hair to her delicate neck, then to her smooth back and slender waist hidden beneath her pajamas, all the way to her full, protruding buttocks and snow-white, rounded thighs...

"Relax, okay? You don't have to be so tense..." A man stepped out of the shadows and came behind the woman, speaking softly.

"But... but I..." The woman closed her eyes, her body still trembling with tension.

“Like before! Why not like before?” The man gently pulled her into his arms. “Just now, you were the most carefree person in the world… My angel, face all of this with that peaceful heart…”

“But he… ah…” Before the woman could finish speaking, the man’s hand had already reached from behind to her chest, climbing up her breasts.

“Why care about him?” The man’s hands gently kneaded her mature and firm breasts through her pajamas. “One’s status should not hinder your passion! Since you have this intention in your heart, there is no need to let any worldly views hold you back.”

“My… my passion?” The woman leaned helplessly against the man’s chest, murmuring.

"Noble lady, if I'm not mistaken, you must already be married to someone else, right?" The man gently circled his finger around the woman's areola. "Well then, esteemed lady, we were complete strangers before tonight. If we had met by chance on the street, we would have at most glanced at each other and then hurried past. Even a few hours ago, when I inadvertently saw you in the lobby, I could only imagine your body beneath your coat. But now? I have the privilege of holding your nearly naked body, and I can so brazenly fondle your noble breasts. Why is that? Have you ever wondered about the mystery behind it?"

"The mystery? I...I don't know..." The woman frowned, puzzled.

"Fate, this is fate, a fate that transcends any worldly notions," the man said earnestly, as he slipped his hand inside the woman's nightgown, more forcefully fondling her breasts. "It's fate that people meet, and it's even more so that various feelings arise after meeting. And these feelings don't have to be love. If you respect your feelings and feel that they bring you great joy and happiness, then you don't need to care about what others think; you should boldly pursue them! Humans are inherently creatures that yearn for freedom; to pursue what we love openly and unrestrainedly is human nature. We cannot let various notions hinder our progress or suppress our desires."

"What I love... without suppressing myself?" The woman murmured, chewing on these words, while thoughtfully looking at Wu Huaxin, who was still fast asleep on the bed.

“Yes! Believe in your destiny, believe in your feelings! As long as you believe it's happiness, you should forget your identity and passionately pursue and enjoy it!”

“Forget...forget your identity...passionately pursue?” The woman looked up, gazing absently at the night sky outside the window.

“Yes, forget your identity! So what if you have a husband? Think about it carefully. In that room just now, when I appeared before you, after a moment of panic, you, completely naked, were finally able to calm down and sit down with me face to face to talk. That moved me deeply. Because at that moment, you were truly yourself, your true self!” The man released her breasts and instead held her waist.

“When you turned to face me naked, in that instant, I noticed your eyes were filled with pleading, yet brimming with confidence. The reason we became such close friends in such a short time is entirely because of that open and honest turn! Your willingness to expose your husband's private parts to me doesn't mean you've betrayed him; on the contrary, it shows your openness to others and your confidence in your own body! This is what I want to tell you in the end: you are a real person, someone I can befriend! Love and sex can be separated. Pursue happiness, pursue intimate relationships, pursue that sense of freedom that transcends everything! It doesn't mean you no longer love your husband. Be brave and do what you want to do!”

“A sense of freedom that transcends everything…” the woman murmured, her eyes shining.

“The world is in your heart, and that world is free.” The man finished speaking and silently turned back into the shadows.

“I understand…” the woman smiled, closing her eyes and standing silently by the bed for a full three minutes.

Then she took a long breath, gently removed her pajamas, gracefully climbed into bed, lifted Wu Huaxin's blanket, and straddled his body naked. With a touch of shame, she pulled down the sleeping boy's pajama bottoms.

After a few movements, Wu Huaxin's penis gradually swelled in her hand, while he remained fast asleep.

The woman gently lifted her noble buttocks, aligning her hairy vulva with the glistening glans, and then looked down at her breasts with shame. She knew that soon, her high, firm breasts would be bouncing wildly before Wu Huaxin…

Tonight, many things were destined to happen at the hot spring resort. It was an eventful night…

When Wu Huaxin woke up, it was already bright outside.

He rubbed his eyes, twisted his body, and found himself aching all over. Looking at his watch, it was already 9:30 AM. Wu Huaxin could only rub his still throbbing head and forcefully sit up in bed.

The bed was a bit messy, but Wu Huaxin was still groggy and didn't pay much attention.

When he finished changing his clothes and opened the door to go out, he suddenly saw Dong Wenqian, dressed in bright clothes, already standing smiling in the hallway.

"Good morning, my handsome little guy!" Dong Wenqian greeted him with a smile. Today she was still wearing that orange t-shirt, but she had changed her lower body into a black mini flared skirt and white high-heeled sandals.

"Oh... Auntie, hello..." Wu Huaxin was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to say, and could only return a smile, "Where's Aunt Fei? What are you doing here..." As soon as the words left his mouth, Wu Huaxin regretted that he shouldn't have said what was on his mind so directly.

"We've already had breakfast, and your Aunt Fei is waiting for you, you little lazybones, in the lobby, hehe!" Dong Wenqian replied nonchalantly, pulling Wu Huaxin's hand and pushing him towards the room. "I came to see if you were still fast asleep and didn't want to get up! Now that you're up, that's good. Hurry up and pack all your luggage, come with me..."

"W-are we leaving so soon?" Wu Huaxin's eyes widened.

"I don't want to either! But your Aunt Fei insists on going back, as if there's a tiger in this hot spring resort that's going to eat her. Don't say anything more, we're all waiting for you, hurry up and pack."

Hearing her say that, Wu Huaxin didn't know what else to say, so he turned around and went into the room to pack his luggage, and then followed her to the corridor outside the room.

It's a habit for all men to like looking at beautiful women, and Wu Huaxin was no exception. Walking beside Dong Wenqian, he couldn't help but secretly turn his head to look at her a few times. He noticed that Dong Wenqian had tied her ponytail up again today, making her look even more lively. And it seemed she had changed her bra today; the straps were different, and the pattern wasn't as elaborate.

Just as Wu Huaxin was stealing glances and letting his mind wander, Dong Wenqian suddenly turned to him with a smile: "By the way, there's something I wanted to ask you."

"What?" Wu Huaxin felt a little guilty and quickly lowered his head, continuing to walk forward.

"Did you sleep well last night?" Dong Wenqian raised an eyebrow and asked.

"Last night?" Wu Huaxin was taken aback: "My head hurt a little before I went to sleep, but I slept quite well, very soundly."

"Didn't you feel anything strange while you were sleeping?" As she said this, Dong Wenqian deliberately turned her head away from him, but her face remained full of smiles.

"Strange feelings?" Wu Huaxin found it odd that she would ask him such a seemingly random question. "No! Maybe… I slept too soundly and didn't feel anything at all! What, is something wrong?"

"No, nothing…" Dong Wenqian smiled and stopped talking.

Upon entering the lobby, Wu Huaxin spotted Li Rufei sitting on the sofa by the window, reading a newspaper. Li Rufei was still wearing her usual pink business pencil skirt suit and white high heels, her hair still tied with the white silk scarf.

"Rufei, I've caught the little lazy cat!" Dong Wenqian called out before they even got close. "Should we leave immediately?"

Seeing the two approach, Li Rufei put down her newspaper, picked up her bag, and stood up.

"Then let's go back right away." She gave a faint smile. "Would you mind starting the car and loading the luggage, Miss Dong?"

"Serving beauties and handsome men!" Dong Wenqian deliberately gave a salute, then took the luggage from Li Rufei and Wu Huaxin and dashed towards the parking lot outside the main entrance.

"Huaxin, you're up? Haven't had breakfast yet? We brought you some, you can eat it in the car later." Li Rufei, who was about to follow him out, suddenly turned around and smiled slightly at Wu Huaxin.

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