[Fantasy] Erotic City Married Women and Young Wives (Complete) - 7-9

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The Tragedy of a Mature Woman (Part 1) Chapter 1: A Tale of Two Extremes

Jinjin City is a city integrating commerce, culture, leisure, and tourism. It has convenient transportation and is only about 100 miles away from Nantong City, the closest city to the south.

Today is the award ceremony for the top ten business luminaries in Jinjin City. The Jinjin City People's Auditorium is packed with people. Under the fluorescent lights, the host announced: "Please welcome Ms. Dong Wenqian, Chairman and General Manager of Jinjin Pyramid Group, to come up and receive the award." The audience applauded this businesswoman.

Dong Wenqian is 29 years old this year. She is the Chairman and General Manager of Pyramid Business Group. Her husband, Chen Jun, is also a department manager of a local multinational company. In the eyes of others, they can be said to be a model couple and a loving couple.

But in reality, Dong Wenqian is not very happy in her life. Her success in her career has won her a lot of honors, but the pressure at work has made her want to retire while she is ahead and let her husband take over her business group.

But Chen Jun didn't see it that way. He was a chauvinist and didn't want people to say he was someone who relied on his wife for support. Moreover, he seemed to have long neglected his wife's emotional and physical feelings, focusing only on his career. This often left Dong Wenqian heartbroken facing the empty house.

After the awards ceremony, Dong Wenqian dragged her tired body home and saw her husband packing his bags. She asked, puzzled, "What are you doing?" Chen Jun said, "The company is sending me abroad to a branch to take over management. I think it's an opportunity to improve myself, so I accepted the company's appointment."

Dong Wenqian was furious. "All you care about is your career! How many days have you been comfortably staying at home…" With that, Dong Wenqian covered her face and cried.

For Dong Wenqian, her husband lacked care and affection. She had almost no material desires anymore, because she was already the chairperson of a business group worth tens or even hundreds of millions. What she lacked was care and love, and emotional connection with her husband. This was something her husband, Chen Jun, should have provided, but he failed to do so.

Dong Wenqian herself seemed to be gradually losing her way in this love and affection. Perhaps this was one reason for Dong Wenqian's downfall.

Chen Jun sat beside Dong Wenqian, comforting her, saying, "You don't want me to be a failure, do you? You don't like hearing people say I'm a man who lives off his wife, do you?" After a day of persuasion and arguments, Chen Jun insisted on going abroad to work, knowing he was betraying his wife, but for him, only his career success could truly show his love and care for her.

For a period after her husband went abroad, Dong Wenqian felt emotionally empty, yet she still managed the company's business impeccably. Her husband often called her from overseas, which offered her some comfort, at least proving that he still cared for her. But this was not enough to soothe Dong Wenqian's lonely heart!

However, Dong Wenqian didn't notice that a black sports car followed her to and from work every day…

“Chairman, Chairman?”

Dong Wenqian was startled from her reverie. Standing before her was Xiang Xinchun, a 27-year-old manager in the group's human resources department, a PhD in management engineering who had joined the Pyramid Commercial Group after graduation to work in human resources development.

“Chairman, this is a schedule of employee training and recruitment plans for the second half of this year. Please take a look!” After carefully reviewing it, Dong Wenqian quickly signed her name on the plan. But she didn't know that as she signed, Xiang Xinchun's eyes were fixed on her face…

That evening, with nothing to do, Dong Wenqian called her college classmate Li Rufei, who worked at the Nantong Municipal State Taxation Bureau. They chatted happily, and Dong Wenqian confided her troubles to Li Rufei. Li Rufei sympathized and comforted her. During the call, Dong Wenqian hoped Li Rufei could visit her in Jinjin City, and Li Rufei readily agreed.

After hanging up the phone, Dong Wenqian decided to go to the famous Zero Point Coffee Bar in Jinjin City, where she and her husband met and eventually married. Perhaps she could find a warm moment with her husband there. But this very thought would set Dong Wenqian on a nightmarish journey starting the next day.

Zero Point Coffee Bar, a famous leisure center in Jinjin City, also had a branch in Nantong City (note: Yang Lu also went to Zero Point Coffee Bar to retrieve her nude photos from the other party).

Dong Wenqian arrived alone at the coffee bar. Her arrival drew strange looks from the men and envious glances from the women. Dong Wenqian, of course, noticed this, and she appeared proud and confident. She ordered a beer and sat alone at the bar, listening to piano music, reminiscing about the past, a melancholy expression unconsciously appearing on her face. But she was completely unaware that in a corner of the bar, a man was grinning lewdly.

Suddenly, Dong Wenqian heard someone talking behind her.

"Where are my keys? Where are my keys?"

Curious, Dong Wenqian turned around. Out of personal courtesy, she helped find the keys under her seat. As she returned them to the owner, she didn't notice the cunning smile the owner gave her, his eyes gleaming with lewdness. Dong Wenqian returned to her seat and downed the rest of her drink, only to find that before she drank, many tiny bubbles had inexplicably appeared at the bottom of the glass…

Accompanied by piano music, Dong Wenqian felt sleepy. She thought she had drunk too much, but the sleepiness overwhelmed her. She was losing control of her senses. At that moment, a man's voice came from behind her: "Chairman, you've had too much to drink. Let me take you home!"

After that, she knew nothing more…

In a guest room, Dong Wenqian seemed to be fast asleep in bed, her black silk dress still on, one strap slipping down, revealing part of her black lace bra. Her skirt rode up, revealing her pale thighs. Dong Wenqian didn't seem to be asleep; she let out a soft moan.

"Chen Jun, you're back. You know how much I didn't want you to leave. I really wanted you to stay by my side, to be with me," Dong Wenqian murmured in her unconscious state.

"Darling, don't worry, I won't leave anymore. I'll stay by your side and be with you, okay? But you have to listen to me, okay? You'll do whatever I tell you to do, okay..." a strange man said.

"Okay, I promise! I'll do whatever you tell me to do, just don't leave me..." Dong Wenqian murmured, still unconscious.

"Very good, come on, darling. I'll help you! Come on..."

As he spoke, the strange man slowly unbuttoned Dong Wenqian's clothes from behind, revealing a black bra. He couldn't help but swallow, his eyes widening. Gazing at her high, firm breasts, the tight black panties tightly wrapped around her upturned buttocks, emphasizing the fullness and elasticity of her hips. The strange man slowly removed her black underwear, revealing his once unattainable paradise…

The morning sun bathed Jinjin City's People's Square. In a suite of the Dongcheng International Hotel beside the square, a scene of eroticism unfolded. Dong Wenqian slept soundly, a strange man beside her watching her, caressing her proud breasts. Dong Wenqian,

still asleep, began to moan. In her dream, she felt her husband's tenderness, caress, and passion! As time passed, Dong Wenqian slowly awoke. Wasn't her husband abroad? Why was she feeling this? But gradually, when she truly felt a pair of hands caressing her, Dong Wenqian screamed "Ah!" and her entire body sprang up from the large Simmons bed.

Suddenly, she found herself in an unfamiliar environment. A chill immediately alerted her to her nakedness, and a naked man sat beside her.

"Ah! Who are you? Where am I? What are you doing here?" Dong Wenqian panicked, grabbing a blanket to cover her exposed body.

"Don't worry, Mrs. Dong, it's just the two of us here. Besides, Mrs. Dong didn't look like this last night; she seemed quite satisfied!"

With that, the stranger used a remote to turn on the television and VCR, quickly playing a lewd video of a woman having sex. The naked woman held in the man's arms was none other than Dong Wenqian herself. And

just as the stranger had said, she did indeed have a satisfied expression. The stranger, prejudging her feelings, used the video to completely shatter the young woman's resolve to resist.

Seeing this, Dong Wenqian felt a burning shame on her face. She felt boundless sadness, shame, and anger. This was something no woman could ever dream of experiencing, yet it had happened to her.

The stranger seemed to know that all of this had deeply wounded this noblewoman's psyche. But he didn't seem to want to stop. He slowly walked forward, and taking advantage of Dong Wenqian's lack of preparation, forcefully ripped the blanket off her and threw it on the ground.

Instantly, a beautiful scene of snow-white skin, two pink nipples, and a cluster of black hair was revealed before his eyes.

"Ah!..." Dong Wenqian screamed again, "What are you doing? Don't do this! You know it's illegal..."

The stranger ignored Dong Wenqian's warnings and shouts, approaching her step by step. "Madam, you must know what happened last night. You're mine now. I've been watching you for a while. Your husband went abroad yesterday, and besides, you and your husband aren't very satisfied with your life, are you? You've been home alone for so many days, don't you need to? Now that you're awake, let me have one more good time! Or rather, consider it my service to you..."

As he spoke, the stranger pounced on her, pressing his hands on Dong Wenqian's shoulders and kissing her neck and ears wildly.

He dared not kiss her lips, because he knew that Madam Dong was angry, and acting rashly at this moment would bring him a lot of trouble.

"No, don't do this... Let me go, you bastard, let me go, I'll call for help!" Dong Wenqian struggled desperately.

"Go ahead and call, call as many people as you can see. Who in Jinjin City doesn't know you, Mrs. Dong? The more people know about this, the better for you will be..." The stranger said while kissing her.

"You..." Dong Wenqian fell silent. What woman wouldn't want her reputation?

"Besides, this videotape..." The stranger had once again hit her sore spot.

"You... what do you want?" This usually decisive businesswoman was now terrified.

"Mrs. Dong's attitude is right. Today—just today. I want Mrs. Dong to stay with me until I'm satisfied."

"Shameless!" Hearing the stranger's offer, Dong Wenqian felt a strange mix of grief, anger, and shame.

"Ah!" Before she could finish speaking, Dong Wenqian felt the stranger forcefully spread her legs apart with his hands. The force was too strong, and she hadn't adjusted yet, causing her sharp pain.

"What a beautiful sight!" the stranger exclaimed.

Dong Wenqian noticed that between the stranger's legs, his erect penis was prominent, thick and dark, with bulging veins. She shook her head in fear, "No, don't do this to me..."

The stranger didn't force his way in as Dong Wenqian had imagined. Instead, he slowly rubbed his large glans against her slightly moist labia, half-inserting, half-exiting.

Dong Wenqian glanced away from the stranger's lewd actions, but she couldn't escape the sensations in her body. She felt herself becoming increasingly wet, and she knew the stranger had noticed. This made her feel even more ashamed.

"Madam, it's alright. If you can't resist, don't. Why torture yourself..."

"No, no. You bastard!" Dong Wenqian seemed to want to push away the dirty hands that were gripping her thighs. But her strength was insignificant, and besides, her most sensitive spot was being rubbing so wantonly with the man's glans, making her feel utterly powerless.

"Madam, your reaction is quite good, the fluid is starting to flow," the strange man said disgustingly.

He seemed to be saying this intentionally, his purpose clearly to destroy Dong Wenqian's sense of shame.

Poor Dong Wenqian wanted to resist but was afraid the videotape would leak out and have a huge impact on her. Not resisting, however, meant she really didn't want this stranger to defile her purity. She was now in a dilemma she had never experienced before, and two streams of tears slid down her cheeks.

"Ah!" While Dong Wenqian was thinking, she felt something unusually thick being inserted into her lower body. She knew what it was. Although her vagina had secreted some lubrication, the strange man's penis was too thick, and he had penetrated deeply in one go, making Dong Wenqian feel extremely uncomfortable.

"So comfortable, so comfortable. Madam, you've really wrapped my treasure tightly."

"No, no, ah!!" The strange man thrust in again hard, and Dong Wenqian cried out again. Her hands, which were gripping the man's arm, slid to either side of the bed during this thrust.

The stranger forcefully spread Dong Wenqian's legs, deeply inserting his thick, hard penis into her yearning, yet wet, sacred place. To escape this predicament as soon as possible and get the videotape back, Dong Wenqian had no choice but to endure the humiliation. Pretend!

Dong Wenqian's idea wasn't entirely unfeigned, but the difficulty lay in putting on a show. Soon, with the stranger's frenzied thrusting, Dong Wenqian's moans grew louder and louder. She was no longer just pretending; she seemed to be immersed in the intense pleasure the stranger was giving her. What her husband couldn't give her, the stranger was now giving her.

"Oh!! Thud... Thud..." The sounds echoed incessantly...

The stranger, having already ejaculated once the previous night, thrust forcefully without restraint. However, the beautiful Dong Wenqian was too beautiful; her satisfied expression, her melodious sounds, the performance of her bouncing breasts... He felt he was about to lose control.

To achieve even greater pleasure, and to make the young woman beneath him his woman, his sex slave, the greatest satisfaction... The stranger turned Dong Wenqian's body over, confidently admiring her snow-white buttocks, muttering to himself, "Beautiful, so beautiful!" Then, he thrust his penis in again.

Dong Wenqian seemed unprepared; under the stranger's vigorous thrusting, her body arched forward, her head thrown back, letting out a cry of apparent pleasure.

Hearing this, the stranger thrust harder, reaching forward to grasp her full breasts, kneading them wantonly.

"Ah, so good, baby, you're doing a really great job, truly a thirsty mature woman!!"

"No, I didn't..."

"You didn't..." The stranger ignored her, continuing his rapid thrusting, sweat dripping from his face and chest onto Dong Wenqian's white back.

Dong Wenqian began to hear the stranger's breathing grow heavier, feeling the penis pumping inside her vagina grow larger and hotter. She knew he was about to ejaculate.

"No, don't shoot inside!!" Dong Wenqian cried out in terror. If it was understandable that she was ejaculated inside while unconscious last night, how could she face her husband if a stranger ejaculated inside her while she was fully conscious...?

"Give it to me, give me everything you have!" The stranger ignored Dong Wenqian, gripping her full breasts tightly, preventing her from escaping.

"Almost there, almost there!" the stranger shouted.

"No, please, don't... Ah!!..." Dong Wenqian screamed.

The stranger had gone into a frenzy, roaring angrily, his hands gripping Dong Wenqian's breasts tightly, his upper body pressing down on her back, thrusting his penis all the way in. He ejaculated, ejaculating deep inside the beautiful young woman, Dong Wenqian…

Just as the fierce battle in the suite of the Dongcheng International Hotel had ended, in the teachers' dormitory of Huayu Elementary School in Jinjin City, it seemed another intense erotic show was about to unfold…

Huayu Elementary School in Jinjin City, a key municipal elementary school, sends countless children of high-ranking officials and wealthy families to study here. The school playground is so quiet on weekends, with only a few teachers entering and leaving through the school gate. But in a three-bedroom dormitory, things are anything but peaceful. Clothes are scattered all over the living room floor, and a black bra lies on the cups on the coffee table, still swaying slightly. All of this suggests that the woman in this room has just had her last defenses removed.

From the bedroom next to the living room came moans of "Mmm... Ah... Mmm..."

"No, you promised me... You can't come in..." A woman with long, flowing black hair and a shy expression seemed to be trying to push away the man on top of her with one hand, while her other hand desperately tried to protect her underwear from being pulled down.

The man's hips were moving up and down actively, his hands restlessly kneading her high, white breasts. His hot lips were kissing all over the woman's upper body, as if he wanted to devour her whole. They were 12-year-old Wu Huaxin and his 27-year-old homeroom teacher, Zheng Xianghong!

"No, you can't do this, you can't take it off..."

"I want it, give it to me, teacher, please give it to me."

Just as Wu Huaxin was about to forcibly tear off his underwear, a loud slap landed on his face. Instantly, a bright red handprint appeared on his left cheek. Wu Huaxin covered his face, staring blankly at his teacher, while Zheng Xianghong was stunned. She seemed surprised that she had hit her favorite student, Wu Huaxin, so hard.

Zheng Xianghong struggled to sit up from Wu Huaxin, who remained seated on her lap. The difference was that his previously proud and erect penis had quickly softened after the slap. He couldn't understand why his beloved and respected teacher would slap him like that. He didn't understand why she allowed him to touch and kiss her entire body, yet refused to let him enter his most desired sanctuary!

Of course, it was normal for someone Wu Huaxin's age to have sexual urges, and it was also normal for him not to understand his teacher's actions. Perhaps in a few years, as he grew older and gained more experience, he would naturally understand!

"Does it hurt?" Zheng Xianghong asked calmly.

"No!" Wu Huaxin answered firmly. He answered firmly because he saw the slight furrow in his teacher's brow as she asked him, indicating that her calm exterior concealed a heart full of concern. At this moment, he needed to answer his teacher with the magnanimity and firmness of a man.

Wu Huaxin got up from Zheng Xianghong and lay down beside her on the large double bed, breathing softly. He glanced at his still naked teacher, his thoughts drifting back to that cold night six months ago…

That night, Wu Huaxin, having drunk too much water, got out of bed to go to the bathroom. Just as he stepped into the living room, he heard discordant sounds coming from his parents' room. Out of curiosity, Wu Huaxin quietly approached his parents' door and found it ajar. He gently opened it a crack, letting in a rush of warm air from the air conditioner.

In the dim light of the room, Wu Huaxin froze.

His mother was sitting on his father's lap, her legs wrapped around his waist, swaying up and down. Her full, firm breasts bounced, and his father, holding her waist, thrust upwards forcefully. Both of them were emitting intense, trembling moans.

"Husband, why are you so amazing tonight..."

"Of course, I've been away on a business trip for a week and haven't done it. I've been itching to do it! Tonight I'm going to make you ecstatic, make you have multiple orgasms!"

With that, the father made the mother kneel on the bed, her white buttocks raised. One hand pressed and kneaded her buttocks, while the other hand guided his thick, dark penis, thrusting it in forcefully.

"Ah!" the mother cried softly.

The father's penis moved in and out of the mother's lower body, each time fully inserted, each time withdrawing to its maximum extent, each thrust more forceful than the last...

Wu Huaxin quietly closed the door slightly. He found his heart pounding incredibly fast. He had watched porn before, but this was a real-life show, and it was with his own parents. Even worse, his penis was rock hard.

Lately, whenever he saw a woman's breasts, he would find his penis involuntarily hardening. But tonight it was particularly hard, with no urge to urinate, feeling like something was about to burst forth.

Wu Huaxin quickly went to the toilet, and soon his hard penis throbbed, ejaculating streams of white fluid. He felt an unprecedented relaxation, and his tense nerves loosened... That night, Wu Huaxin couldn't sleep!

The next day, in Ms. Zheng Xianghong's Chinese class, Wu Huaxin had no interest in the lesson. His mind was still filled with the erotic images of his parents from the previous night. He knew it wasn't good to think like this, but he couldn't shake off the lewd and bloody scenes.

"Wu Huaxin, Wu Huaxin..."

"Hmm! Oh..." Wu Huaxin snapped out of his reverie.

"Please summarize the central idea of this article!" In Ms. Zheng Xianghong's eyes, Wu Huaxin was a lovely student, not only because his grades were always excellent, but also because of the mature and sensible mindset he possessed for a 12-year-old.

"Teacher, I can't summarize it. I didn't pay attention to your lesson..." Wu Huaxin's words caused a commotion in the class, and Ms. Zheng Xianghong looked at him incredulously.

"Alright, please sit down. Let the other students answer!" With that, she turned and walked to the podium.

Wu Huaxin's eyes lit up. He noticed how good Zheng Xianghong's figure was. At 162 centimeters tall, even in winter, her slender waist couldn't be hidden by her sweater, and her long, straight cotton skirt made her full hips even more prominent. Soon, he found his penis hard again…

That night, he couldn't sleep again. This time, he fantasized, dreaming that it was his homeroom teacher, Zheng Xianghong.

For several days in a row, Zheng Xianghong noticed that Wu Huaxin's inattentiveness in class was getting worse, and other teachers had also reported the situation to her. She became deeply worried. What was wrong with this lovely child…?

"Wu Huaxin, please come to my office after school today. I have some questions for you."

"Oh! Okay!" Wu Huaxin knew what Ms. Zheng wanted to ask, but he was considering how to answer…

"Ding…ding…ding…" The school bell rang, and the students of Class 6A rushed out of the classroom. The weekend felt so good.

But Wu Huaxin, head down and filled with worry, nervously walked into Ms. Zheng Xianghong's office. Because it was winter, the weather was already quite dark. Only one of the three fluorescent lights in the office was on, and the two 5-horsepower air conditioners were blowing warm air, making my face feel hot.

He saw only Ms. Zheng Xianghong sitting there with her arms crossed over her chest, her black hair cascading down to her shoulders, a purple coat hanging on a hanger, and her full breasts still protruding restlessly through her pink sweater. All of this made Wu Huaxin's eyes light up!

"Tell me, what's wrong with you lately? You're seriously distracted in class, and your grades have plummeted!"

"I, I..." Wu Huaxin stammered, unable to speak.

Yes, how could a 12-year-old child explain such a thing? But Wu Huaxin knew in his heart. He couldn't bear this torment. His little brother was always tormenting him. Ever since he saw Zheng Xianghong's alluring back in class, he had been fantasizing about himself and Teacher Zheng every day…

"Now it's just the two of us. I hope you can answer me honestly. Maybe I can help you solve your difficulties…"

"I…"

Seeing Wu Huaxin still hesitating, Zheng Xianghong said, "Wu Huaxin, you're a good child. I like you very much, not only because of your good grades, but also because you're mature, sensible, and not naughty. I hope you can tell me your difficulties, and maybe I can help you solve them…" Hearing his teacher say this, and gazing at her alluring figure, Wu Huaxin struggled internally. "If I speak, the teacher will at most scold me a few times. If I don't speak, I'll feel uncomfortable, and the teacher will still dig deep. I'll just have to go for it and speak!"

After making up his mind, Wu Huaxin told her the whole story…

Wu Huaxin calmed himself down. He saw that Teacher Zheng Xianghong's face was flushed, and her body was trembling slightly. He wanted to say something, but the words caught in his throat. After a while, seeing that Teacher Zheng hadn't spoken, he said, "Teacher, if there's nothing else, I'll go back now. Goodbye, teacher."

With that, Wu Huaxin ran out like a thief. He ran all the way home, but the house was empty, except for a note on the dining table.

"Xinhua, Grandma is in the hospital. Mom rushed back to take care of her and doesn't know when she'll be back. Dad is out doing business and won't be back for a while. Take care of yourself and stay safe. There's 2000 yuan in your room for your living expenses during this time. Take care! Mom."

Wu Huaxin sat alone at home, looking at the empty room, and in his heart shouted, "Long live freedom!"

Meanwhile, Zheng Xianghong was stunned when she learned that Wu Huaxin's absent-mindedness and poor grades were due to this. She never imagined that she would be the object of a 12-year-old boy's masturbation and fantasies. She was at a loss, not knowing how to solve this problem. But a sliver of joy lingered in her heart. At 27, she could still manage to influence a mere child like this…

She packed her clothes and returned home. She had sent her child to her parents' house, and her husband had gone to Beijing for training a week earlier. Besides reading, she had nothing else of importance to do at home. Thinking of Wu Huaxin, that lovely child facing such troubles,

she worried that if she didn't educate him properly, it would ruin him. She genuinely liked this child, though she couldn't quite explain why. She felt she should have a proper talk with his parents. Having made up her mind about how to handle the situation, Zheng Xianghong dressed, forgetting about dinner, and set off for Wu Huaxin's house.

"Ding…" Wu Huaxin heard the doorbell and thought it was his father returning. But when he opened the door, it was indeed his teacher, Zheng Xianghong. Wu Huaxin's mouth dropped open.

"Teacher, what brings you here? Please come in!" Wu Huaxin said, secretly relieved that his mother had gone home; otherwise, today would have been terrible.

"I'll come to your house to see if your parents are home yet."

"Grandma is sick, Mom went back to take care of her, and Dad is busy with work and won't be back for a while."

"Oh..." Zheng Xianghong couldn't help but feel disappointed upon hearing this.

Seeing that the teacher had come and there were no outsiders, Wu Huaxin decided to express his thoughts, "Teacher, you are very beautiful, and I really like you. I think about you every night, and I really can't stand it."

Zheng Xianghong blushed upon hearing this, but smiled and said, "Xinhua seems to have grown up. It's normal for you to have such thoughts. Every boy has such thoughts during his growth. But you should know that you are still young. Right now, you are only experiencing physical urges and lack emotional communication. Your main task is to study, to study hard. Next year you will take the entrance exam for junior high school. Your goal is to get into Yuelong Middle School, a well-known school in Nantong City, which is the main thing you should be thinking about."

Wu Huaxin listened silently. He knew. He didn't want to force the teacher to satisfy him, but he knew that if his physical needs were not met, he would not be able to study diligently.

He learned from various sources that long-term masturbation was bad. Therefore, he imagined finding satisfaction in a woman's body like his father. Wu Huaxin stared longingly at Teacher Zheng, and Zheng Xianghong seemed to see a certain desire in Wu Huaxin's eyes as well.

"Haven't eaten yet? Come on, Teacher will take you out to eat!"

The brief silence was broken...

In the following days, Wu Huaxin didn't seem to change much; he was still daydreaming in class. Zheng Xianghong saw this and felt a pang of pain in her heart. She couldn't bear to see such a good child become so despondent, but what could she do?

"I know Wu Huaxin likes me, should I..." A thought flashed through Zheng Xianghong's mind.

“No, this is too crazy. But if we don’t do this, it seems there’s no other way to save this child.”

Zheng Xianghong cared deeply for Wu Huaxin; she couldn’t bear to see him like this… Slowly, she tried to convince herself to go…

“Maybe if I don’t help him, he might just be finished. Besides, as long as he doesn’t penetrate me…” Zheng Xianghong comforted herself with these thoughts…

One sunny morning, Zheng Xianghong came to Wu Huaxin’s side. “Xinhua, come to my house after school this afternoon. I need to tutor you on some homework.” She then turned and left.

Watching Zheng Xianghong’s retreating figure, Wu Huaxin suddenly realized—could it be Teacher Zheng…?

As darkness fell, in Teacher Zheng Xianghong’s dormitory, the air conditioner was set to its highest temperature, the whirring hot air significantly raising the room’s temperature.

In the guest room, Zheng Xianghong said to Wu Huaxin, “Xinhua, I’ve agreed to your request today, but you’re only allowed to touch the places I allow you to touch, otherwise…”

“Teacher, are you really sure? Don’t worry, Teacher…” Wu Huaxin answered in a slightly trembling voice.

"Okay!" With that, Zheng Xianghong turned her back to Wu Huaxin, grabbed the bottom edge of her sweater with both hands, and slowly pulled it off.

Underneath, she wore a tight white round-neck t-shirt, still slightly steaming, and the outline of her bra was clearly visible through it. Wu Huaxin's penis quickly hardened. At this moment, Zheng Xianghong gripped the t-shirt tightly, her hands clenched into fists, her eyes closed, her teeth slightly biting her lip, seemingly still undecided at the crucial moment. Wu Huaxin, watching his teacher's back, almost drooled.

Suddenly, he saw Zheng Xianghong abruptly flip up her tight t-shirt. In an instant, her snow-white skin and white-trimmed bra were revealed. Long, black hair cascaded over her bare shoulders, the white bra straps peeking through the black hair, intensely stimulating Wu Huaxin's lust.

"Teacher Zheng..." Wu Huaxin exclaimed, tightly hugging his teacher from behind.

"Ah... Xinhua, your teacher agrees to your request, but you must also understand my good intentions. I hope you can study hard," Zheng Xianghong said in a trembling voice.

"Don't worry, teacher, I will study hard and repay you properly." Wu Huaxin said excitedly, his hands tightly gripping his teacher's full breasts through her bra, kneading them wantonly.

"Oh... be gentle, don't be too rough..." Under Wu Huaxin's caresses and kneading, Zheng Xianghong moaned passionately. She knew Wu Huaxin's touch wasn't very good, but his roughness and boldness still gave her a strong stimulation. And she felt something hard pressing against her buttocks. She knew what it was.

"Teacher, I'm so uncomfortable..."

Zheng Xianghong slowly turned around, her hands gently unbuttoning Wu Huaxin's pants, one... two... three...

quickly. A thick penis was exposed. Not very long, white with a slightly purple glans, standing proudly erect. She squatted down, her eyes fixed on the penis, her trembling hands grasping it and stroking it up and down.

"Oh...oh..." Wu Huaxin felt an intense stimulation. For him, the first time was devoid of any romance; all he wanted was release. To release the pent-up desire that had been building up inside him for the past two weeks. He suppressed the immense pleasure brought by his teacher's hands and grasped her full breasts from the front. Suddenly, Wu Huaxin, with a ruthless heart, roughly ripped off her bra.

"Ah! You..." Her full, snow-white breasts were completely exposed. Zheng Xianghong didn't have time to struggle as Wu Huaxin grabbed them without warning. Teacher Zheng was displeased with Wu Huaxin's rough behavior, but seeing the longing in his eyes, her breath coming in ragged gasps, and her trembling lips, she endured it and continued to stroke his penis.

Wu Huaxin was too young; he couldn't withstand the intense stimulation from the beautiful Teacher Zheng and failed to control his lust. A thick, fishy-smelling liquid gushed out violently. Zheng Xianghong couldn't dodge in time; the liquid splattered onto her face, neck, and cleavage. The scene was extremely lewd. Wu Huaxin sat comfortably on the floor…

“I’m going to take a shower. You put on your clothes first, then shower.” Zheng Xianghong wiped away the semen with a tissue, grabbed a change of clothes, and went into the bathroom…

In the bathroom, Zheng Xianghong sighed deeply. What had she done? To a child, one of her students.

What had she done? She felt she had betrayed her husband, doing this shameful thing behind his back.

She was unworthy of being a teacher. When she took off her underwear, she was surprised to find it wet. She stared blankly, unable to believe she had reacted so strongly to a child. But it was true; she had become wet during the act…

Wu Huaxin savored the experience, the climax of ejaculation exhilarating him. He went to the bathroom door; the bathroom light revealed Zheng Xianghong’s beautiful body. Gazing at her figure, Wu Huaxin became excited again, pacing restlessly around the room.

“Just rush in, don’t worry about anything else!” His mind was made up. Wu Huaxin took off his clothes and rushed into the bathroom…

Zheng Xianghong was both surprised and unsurprised by Wu Huaxin's sudden intrusion. She was surprised because she hadn't known Wu Huaxin was so bold, but unsurprised because she noticed the bathroom light would cast her shadow on the door, giving Wu Huaxin a clear view and reigniting his desire.

But why hadn't she turned off the light? It seemed she herself was also yearning for his arrival—how could this be? Before

she could think further, Wu Huaxin's hands were already on her body again, and the drama in the bathroom began…

With Zheng Xianghong's efforts, Wu Huaxin experienced another orgasm, and saw his beloved teacher clearly. But his teacher wouldn't let him enter her body, nor would she allow him to touch her; this was probably Zheng Xianghong's bottom line with Wu Huaxin.

"Xinhua, I hope you can study hard from now on. I'm doing this for your own good, so you can get good grades," Zheng Xianghong said, sitting at the dressing table, using a hairdryer.

Wu Huaxin approached her and embraced his teacher.

"Don't worry, teacher, I'll definitely study hard!" he said, then pressed his lips to Zheng Xianghong's face…

"Xinhua, Xinhua, what are you thinking about?" Zheng Xianghong asked with concern, looking at Wu Huaxin's slightly dazed expression.

"Oh, teacher, I was thinking about our first time…" he said, before a pair of greedy hands climbed up Zheng Xianghong's breasts again, his eager lips pressing tightly against her lipstick-covered lips.

In the suffocating tension, Wu Huaxin released her lips, looking at the already dazed Zheng Xianghong with a determined gaze, and said in a firm tone, "Xianghong, I want you to give me oral sex. I want to ejaculate all over your mouth."

Zheng Xianghong looked at him in surprise, because it was the first time Wu Huaxin had called her Xianghong, and she was surprised that he was asking her to do something she had never done before. But after their eyes met for several minutes, she gave in. She gave in to Wu Huaxin's determined gaze, or rather, to his relentless determination. She agreed, because as long as she stuck to her bottom line, as long as Wu Huaxin was happy, and as long as his grades remained top-notch, she would grant his every request.

Wu Huaxin relaxed completely on the bed, waiting for Zheng Xianghong to serve him. Zheng Xianghong didn't back down and began her "first" journey…

Ten minutes passed, "Ah…" Wu Huaxin cried out, pressing Zheng Xianghong's head tightly with both hands, and streams of semen erupted from her mouth.

Zheng Xianghong seemed to be trying to swallow. Wu Huaxin released her, and she quickly raised her head. The moment his penis left her mouth, a trickle of semen flowed from the corner of her mouth, the glans covered in her saliva and the remaining semen. The thick penis then shot the remaining semen in an arc onto Zheng Xianghong's face and hair. Her dazed eyes, heavy breathing, and beads of sweat on her forehead gave Wu Huaxin immense visual satisfaction.

Zheng Xianghong knelt on the bed, her hands supporting her weight. "Are you satisfied?" Her voice was so soft, her eyes looking at Wu Huaxin lying on the bed with a resentful yet alluring, yet helpless gaze.

Wu Huaxin tenderly wiped her face with a tissue. Zheng Xianghong rested her head on Wu Huaxin's shoulder and said, "Xinhua, I don't even do this to my husband. Your teacher just hopes you can study hard. Let's do this less often in the future; it's not good for your health."

"Teacher, don't worry. I will get into Yuelong Middle School in Nantong!" But he didn't directly answer Zheng Xianghong's request for less sex in the future.

After saying that, Wu Huaxin hugged his teacher tightly and lay down on the bed again.

This day was the beginning of a nightmare for Dong Wenqian, a day of sorrow. Because she seemed to be becoming a plaything for someone or some organization. This day was also the beginning of Wu Huaxin's happy life, a day of joy.

Because he had made his teacher do something she had never done before, and perhaps his teacher would do even more for him in the future.

Perhaps starting tomorrow, more tragic and joyful things will happen to Dong Wenqian and Wu Huaxin.

It's almost noon. And the intercourse of the other two in the room of Dongcheng International Hotel has begun again...

The Tragedy of a Mature Woman Part 1 (02) Chapter 2 Half-hearted Passion

Dong Wenqian, lying on the Simmons bed, seems to be slowly waking up from her extreme excitement. She knows what has happened to her, but this time she doesn't scream. The moment she sits up, she slaps the strange man sitting next to her with all her might.

"Slap!" A crisp sound.

"Beast!" Dong Wenqian shouted angrily.

The strange man, rubbing his burning face, still leered, "Mrs. Dong is indeed very strong-willed, worthy of being a powerful businesswoman in this city. But what about this... last night's events..." The strange man waved a videotape in front of her eyes.

Dong Wenqian's face turned ashen... her strong will to resist vanished instantly. She knew what this videotape meant; if it fell into the wrong hands, the consequences would be unimaginable. What right would she have to lead her subordinates in her career? What face would she have to face her husband and parents? What right would she have to educate her children as a mother? Moreover, she herself was someone who valued her image highly.

Unease flickered in her eyes; none of her thoughts escaped the strange man's notice. He seemed to have a clear understanding of Dong Wenqian's inner thoughts.

"What do you want?" Dong Wenqian regretted her words as soon as they left her mouth. In the current situation, the initiative was in his hands; saying this meant she had given up her determination to resist, allowing him to offer conditions she couldn't accept.

"Hehe, Mrs. Dong, don't be in such a hurry. I've admired you for a long time. Although I can't win your heart, it's a blessing to have the opportunity to possess such a desirable body, haha..." With that, the shameless stranger leaned against Dong Wenqian and lay down next to her on the Simmons mattress.

"Disgusting...!"

Dong Wenqian involuntarily moved her body towards the edge of the bed, but before she could get far, the stranger's hands pulled her back. He seemed to be enjoying himself, suddenly grabbing Dong Wenqian's slender waist with both hands and lifting her entire body up. Before putting her down, he quickly spread her legs apart with his own. Then, he released her, and using gravity, Dong Wenqian fell heavily to the ground.

"Ah!" This action made Dong Wenqian feel incredibly ashamed.

With the Simmons mattress shaking violently, Dong Wenqian, having fallen, spread her legs and sat unpreparedly on the stranger's lap. To avoid losing her balance and tumbling off the bed, Dong Wenqian unconsciously placed her hands on the stranger's shoulders, leaving her breasts swaying precariously in front of him. The thick, black pubic hair on her lower abdomen slid gently against the stranger's stomach with each unintentional movement.

Dong Wenqian seemed to notice this shameful action, letting out a soft "Ah!" She dared not meet the stranger's eyes, turning her face away the instant she was firmly seated on him.

Seeing Dong Wenqian's expression, the stranger's lust was aroused. He reached out and tightly grasped Dong Wenqian's hands. His hands caressed her smooth shoulders, his fingernails lightly tracing her delicate skin.

Dong Wenqian felt utterly humiliated and struggled to get off him. But before she could act, she heard the stranger say, "Don't you want the videotape back? There's only one, no copies!"

The stranger's voice was firm, as if to prove he wasn't lying. Dong Wenqian looked at him, thinking sadly, "Am I to become his plaything again, to let him vent his lust on me once more?"

"I'll give you money, how much do you need? Please let me go, I really can't take it anymore!" Dong Wenqian said sadly.

"Madam, I know you're very rich, but some things money can't buy. If I offer you a million, would you be willing to spend the night with me? This would have been impossible before, hehe!"

The stranger continued to caress Dong Wenqian's hands, one hand once again climbing onto her proud breasts, gently kneading them.

"What beautiful breasts! The most beautiful breasts I've ever seen. Your husband seems very happy, having your incomparable body with him every day."

The stranger's words deeply humiliated Dong Wenqian. Little did he know, Dong Wenqian's husband was a workaholic who never cared about her feelings; even their sex life was often rushed. The stranger probably didn't realize that Dong Wenqian's first orgasm was something he had just given her in bed.

The stranger played with her full breasts in his hands, his grip tightening. Soon, Dong Wenqian saw his chest heaving. She knew the stranger was getting excited again. Soon she heard his heavy breathing, and her penis seemed to be slowly awakening, gradually hardening.

Dong Wenqian looked at the stranger with resentful eyes, while he remained smiling, as if he were Dong Wenqian's husband, entitled to possess her, to have everything she had.

“Come on, I was the one who initiated the first two times. Men and women are equal. Now you take the initiative and show me. Treat me like your husband.”

The stranger’s words shocked Dong Wenqian. “No, I can’t do it!”

“Come on, don’t be so reserved. We’ve done it before, why be so formal… Besides, only if you take the initiative once. You can take the original tape, absolutely no duplicates. We’re even, the deal is done, a win-win situation! Haha…!” As he spoke, he pulled Dong Wenqian tightly into his arms again, burying his face in her full breasts, licking her slightly pink nipples with his tongue, and said in a magnetic yet threatening tone, “If you don’t agree, you still won’t escape my grasp today, and you won’t get the tape. It’s very dangerous outside!”

“Ah! No…” Dong Wenqian hurriedly shook her head.

“Then show me what you’re capable of. Don’t be so wishy-washy!” The stranger said, seemingly a little impatient.

Poor Dong Wenqian glanced back at the videotape on the TV cabinet, then back at the strange man. She regretted coming to this damned coffee shop last night. Regret…

She stared intently at the strange man, then smoothed her hair, took a deep breath, puffed out her chest, and proactively sat on the strange man's already erect penis.

The strange man felt a strong sense of conquest as Dong Wenqian sat on him with a confident, almost defiant expression. He thought to himself, "Today I'm going to conquer you properly!" He

gripped her waist tightly and pressed down hard. At the same time, he arched his back, allowing his penis to penetrate deeply.

It seemed somewhat moist inside, and his penis pierced in with almost no resistance.

"Come on, take the initiative and move up and down to bring you to orgasm!" The strange man lay half-reclined on the bed, waiting for this mature young woman to take the initiative.

Dong Wenqian began to wriggle up and down. Using the stranger's upper body as support, she placed her legs apart on either side of the bed, her buttocks firmly seated on his thighs, her hair cascading down her slender neck and over her snow-white shoulders. The stranger's hands eagerly grasped Dong Wenqian's breasts, kneading her full breasts as she moved up and down.

Dong Wenqian felt the stranger's thick penis enter her, bringing a strong sense of suffocation. Because of this initiative, she felt its thickness and length for the first time! Although it wasn't her husband's, the sensation it gave her was a power her husband couldn't provide.

After several minutes of thrusting, Dong Wenqian gradually began to emit beautiful, melodious moans. Encouraged by Dong Wenqian, the stranger hugged her tightly and slowly moved towards the edge of the bed. Beside the bed, the stranger picked up Dong Wenqian. To prevent herself from falling, Dong Wenqian pressed her body tightly against him, her full breasts pressed against his face, and her legs wrapped tightly around his waist to keep from falling. The tight

entanglement of her legs allowed the stranger's penis to remain firmly inside her, and the friction from each step he took stimulated Dong Wenqian's central nervous system.

"What are you doing?" Dong Wenqian asked, realizing he was carrying her off the bed. "Where are you taking me?"

"Baby, don't worry, it's just you and me here. You'll feel very comfortable with me leading the way. I can already sense your underlying desire in your initiative, and you're aroused too!" the stranger said mercilessly.

"No, I'm not, no, ah! It hurts..."

The stranger had lifted Dong Wenqian up and pressed her tightly against the wall, grabbing her thighs and wrapping them tightly around his waist, beginning his vigorous thrusting. As he thrust, he bit Dong Wenqian's bouncing breasts, his tongue relentlessly violating her grape-like nipples.

"Ah! Gently... gently..." Dong Wenqian seemed to say involuntarily.

"Why gently? Isn't a little harder... I like to fuck you hard!" the stranger said, panting, then he thrust even harder.

"Ah!..." Dong Wenqian felt as if she had lost her previous shame, as if she were responding to the stranger's actions.

She was astonished that this strange man still possessed such energy. Although he wasn't her husband, she felt a certain desire for him to act even more violently. From that moment on, Dong Wenqian knew she might be falling into depravity.

"Bang!" A muffled thud came from the wall as the strange man thrust upwards forcefully. Dong Wenqian seemed unable to withstand the impact, or perhaps the impact gave her such a strong stimulus that her head jerked back and slammed solidly against the wall. But this impact cleared Dong Wenqian's mind, which had been seemingly intoxicated by the pleasure brought by the strange man's penis.

What am I doing? How could I have such thoughts? How could I cater to the disgusting behavior of this strange man who brought me disaster? How could I do this to my husband who is far away...?

Thinking of these things, Dong Wenqian regained her courage to struggle. She used her hands to push away the strange man pressing against her. Her legs twisted and kicked in the air, trying to escape her current predicament. But her movements were futile. On the contrary, the strange man used even more force on her. Her struggles seemed to give this stranger endless stimulation and power.

A series of lewd sounds filled the room: the slurping sounds of a thick penis rubbing against a wet vagina, the gasping breaths of the stranger kneading her full breasts during his thrusts, and the moans of the woman, filled with shame, fear, guilt, and an inability to resist the pleasure he brought her. It was truly a cacophony of sounds!

Perhaps because they had already done it twice, the stranger seemed frenzied, knowing he wouldn't ejaculate quickly; also because he had done it twice, he knew his strength was waning. He struggled to lift Dong Wenqian onto the single sofa, and the instant she was lifted, he used the momentum to thrust his thick penis in again. Caught off guard, Dong Wenqian arched her upper body from the intense stimulation…

Time passed, and the passionate scene in the Dongcheng International Hotel room hadn't completely ended. Dong Wenqian lay half-reclined on the single sofa, her arms wrapped around the stranger's thick arms, her legs spread as wide as possible, enduring the ordeal he was bringing her…

Sweat dripped from the stranger's prolonged, vigorous movements, dripping onto Dong Wenqian's white cleavage.

"Say it, shout it out, I know you're having fun right now, shout it out and I'll make you even happier!"

The stranger seemed intent on completely succumbing to Dong Wenqian's desires. He breathed hot air into her ear as he thrust slightly more gently.

Perhaps not feeling the previous brutal penetration, Dong Wenqian, catching her breath, said, "No, no, you've brought me this ordeal, I hate you! Ah!…"

Hearing this, the stranger thrust again fiercely, determined to make her submit to his penis today.

"I will conquer you today, make you submit to me!" the stranger roared.

"Ah… I won't… ah… ah…" Dong Wenqian cried out as the stranger thrust.

The voice sounded somewhat mournful, but to the stranger's ears, it was a moving melody.

To allow the stranger to release his pent-up desires quickly and to spare herself further torment, Dong Wenqian slowly and deliberately wrapped her legs around the stranger's waist. This action led the stranger to believe that the woman had submitted. He immediately kissed Dong Wenqian's lips, his tongue swirling and churning unrestrainedly in her mouth, his hands kneading her full breasts wantonly.

Dong Wenqian tightened her grip on the stranger's waist, responding to his thrusts. She thought this would help him reach orgasm faster, but the stranger seemed to have inexhaustible energy and an unquenchable desire.

"Say it, say you need me! Say you can't live without me!" the stranger thrust violently.

"Ah... be gentle, I can't take it..." The friction from the thick penis brought Dong Wenqian extreme stimulation. She was once again caught in the vortex of pleasure the stranger was giving her. Originally, Dong Wenqian had tried to please the man's movements to help him ejaculate faster, but instead, she found herself caught in the hazy pleasure of his thrusting.

"Shout it out! Shout that you need me, that you can't live without me!"

"No, I won't shout..."

"Shout it out!" The stranger seemed to exert even more force.

"Ah!...I...I can't live without you, I can't live without you," Dong Wenqian whispered, her unwavering belief finally crumbling under the stranger's prolonged teasing and thrusting.

"Shout it out loud, say you can't live without me!" The stranger continued his violent thrusting without mercy.

"No, no!"

"Shout it out loud!" the stranger roared.

Her breasts were deformed and painful from the immense force of his kneading, while the thick penis rubbed against her body, bringing indescribable pleasure—something Dong Wenqian had never experienced before.

"Ah...ah...!! I can't live without you, I can't live without everything about you!!" Dong Wenqian finally cried out.

"Chen Jun... Ah!!..." Dong Wenqian cried out her husband's name in anguish before fainting, tears streaming down her face.

The stranger, seeing her finally submit to him, to his penis, began his final thrusts...

Darkness fell, and Dong Wenqian slowly awoke. She was alone in the dimly lit room, her white body naked, her breasts bearing the marks of the stranger's touch. Her lower body was even more...

and the television was playing footage of her and the stranger's lovemaking from the previous night. Seeing this, Dong Wenqian burst into tears...

Late on a weekend night, pedestrians bustled about, the streetlights twinkling, people going out to relax after a week of stress. They seemed to be friends, perhaps lovers, shopping, eating... filled with joy. In a corner of the city, a woman with slightly disheveled hair, unsteady steps, and a dazed expression drew strange looks from passersby…

Shortly behind her, a strange man followed her, watching her every move. He had been following Dong Wenqian for some time, not intentionally but occasionally. He seemed to have noticed something unusual about this woman. However, he didn't approach her to ask, because he knew that sometimes it was necessary to play dumb; he could simply observe her… 02-01
The Tragedy of a Mature Woman (Part 1) (03) Chapter 3: The Bright Moon in the Sky, The Training and Conspiracy of Chiding Peak

A week passed, and Dong Wenqian worked diligently, hoping to use work to distract herself from the unfortunate memories of that day. Unbeknownst to her, another person was also silently concerned for her, though he seemed to understand what had happened. Moreover, after being raped by the person who secretly filmed her, Dong Wenqian felt a strange sensation slowly resurfacing within her. Although she constantly reminded herself not to think about it, it always unexpectedly crept into her mind, filling her lonely heart with impulsive desires.

Another week passed, and the fulfilling daily life seemed to be slowly lifting Dong Wenqian from that unbearable nightmare, allowing her to regain her confidence in life. However, this peaceful life was soon shattered…

“Chairman, your package,” the secretary said.

“Okay, thank you!”

A CD? Dong Wenqian's face suddenly tensed. Opening it on the computer, Dong Wenqian's face turned deathly pale. It was a CD containing footage of her and that strange man having sex during the day. That despicable stranger had given her the nighttime recording but had also recorded the daytime one. Dong Wenqian slumped into her executive chair. A mix of grief, shame, fear, and helplessness surged within her like spilled oil, salt, soy sauce, and vinegar.

She sat there blankly, speechless, her mind blank, as if time itself had stopped. After work, as soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she witnessed the scene she dreaded. The impeccably dressed stranger who had ravaged her that day appeared before her once more.

"Chairwoman, hello. I've come specifically to visit you. But you've already left work. Do you have time after work?"

Dong Wenqian felt this stranger was utterly shameless, but what could she do? She knew he held leverage over her, so she could only say, "May I ask what brings you here?"

"It seems the Chairman is quite honored. Let's talk outside..."

Dong Wenqian didn't refuse and got into the stranger's car. They drove around the city for a while before heading towards the suburbs. As the car drove towards the suburbs, Dong Wenqian felt a pang of fear. Although she knew this stranger would violate her body again today, being in an unfamiliar place terrified her.

"Where are you taking me?"

"Don't worry, I just got back from a business trip two weeks ago. I've been so pent up, I've been missing your body so much. It's truly unforgettable!" the stranger said shamelessly.

"You're disgusting!" Dong Wenqian said helplessly and with disgust. Now she was alone in this stranger's car, with no one to help her except herself.

"Mrs. Dong, don't say that. Actually, you need it too, don't you... Your husband works abroad for long periods, and someone your age needs it most. Haha!" the stranger said, laughing as he drove, as if talking to his wife, without batting an eye.

"Actually, getting you, Madam, wasn't easy. I only had this opportunity by chance. Right there in the coffee shop, taking advantage of you helping someone find their keys, I slipped some drugs into your hand the moment you turned away. It was that simple! Of course, the person who lost their keys was someone I arranged..." the stranger confessed.

Dong Wenqian looked at the strange man, seemingly disbelieving that he would be honest with her. Yet, she couldn't find a reason to object or doubt, and said, "Who are you? Why are you treating me like this…?"

"Why bother with formalities when we've met once in a lifetime…" the stranger smiled without answering.

The car stopped, and they arrived in the suburbs. To Dong Wenqian's surprise, they arrived at a famous mountain scenic spot—Red Peak.

"Why did you bring me here…" Dong Wenqian asked timidly.

"On such a night, with a sky full of stars and a mesmerizing moonlight, just the two of us. What else can we do…"

the stranger began his usual lewd grin.

"No, you've already achieved your goal. You can't do this anymore!" Dong Wenqian instinctively backed away.

"Why not? You're so beautiful. I've missed you so much for over half a month. Give me one more time!" With that, the stranger suddenly pounced on her, tightly embracing Dong Wenqian and pressing his lips against hers.

"No, um..." Dong Wenqian was breathless from the stranger's kisses. She felt his hand move up to her chest, squeezing and kneading her full breasts through her pink short-sleeved silk t-shirt.

"Ah! Help!" Dong Wenqian screamed.

"Don't scream, it's no use. Who would be on this mountaintop so late? If you call for help, how will you, a celebrity in Jinjin City, face people after this? Besides, I gave you the videotape from that night, but I still have the one from the daytime."

"Despicable, shameless! You're worse than an animal!" Dong Wenqian cursed at him.

"Fine, hitting is a sign of affection, cursing is a sign of love. It seems my wife still has feelings for me!" With that, the stranger lifted Dong Wenqian onto the hood of the car, tightly pinning down her hands as she tried to resist, spreading her legs with his feet, and pressing his entire body against hers.

His tongue swirled and churned in Dong Wenqian's mouth, making "glug, glug" sounds.

The stranger released her lips, pinning Dong Wenqian's hands down with one hand while his other hand slipped inside her t-shirt, relentlessly caressing her breasts through her bra. Her round, full breasts were kneaded and stroked in his hands. Her slightly pink cleavage would sometimes peek out from the lace bra, sometimes disappearing into the fabric. Although the stranger didn't see it, it didn't escape his sensitive hands. This sensation ignited a burning desire within him.

"No, not here, please..." Dong Wenqian pleaded, her voice trembling with tears.

But this only fueled the stranger's lust.

With a "snap," the stranger ripped off Dong Wenqian's bra. Under the man's deadly kisses and caresses, and the threat of the videotape, she had given up resisting. The stranger quickly removed her top; the torn bra still hung on her shoulders, exposing most of her full breasts.

The stranger didn't continue removing the armor from her upper body. Instead, he quickly slipped his hands inside her white dress, caressing her smooth thighs. The caresses… were more like heavy kneading, slowly probing along the inner thighs towards Dong Wenqian's most intimate depths.

"Ah…" Dong Wenqian cried out softly. Although the stranger's hands were brazenly caressing and teasing her clitoris, intensely stimulating her entire body, she still restrained her reactions. The stranger

saw all of this. "Let yourself go, experience my pleasure. I'll make you feel very comfortable, let you experience the thrill of being in the wild!" the stranger whispered in Dong Wenqian's ear, his breath hot on her lips…

On Red Peak, a lovemaking scene, with the sky as their blanket and the ground as their bed, was about to unfold…

And in the woods less than 10 meters away from their lovemaking, someone was using a high-powered camera to film this scene that would make any man's blood boil…

After the previous three intrusions by the stranger, Dong Wenqian's body seemed to have become very sensitive to this stranger's caresses and teasing. Her labia quickly became wet under the touch of the strange man.

Dong Wenqian, of course, felt the changes in her body, and she felt ashamed. She didn't understand what was wrong with her. In the bright moonlight, in the open countryside, on the hood of a strange man's car, being touched by a stranger, she didn't resist, didn't struggle properly. Her body, so white under the moonlight, aroused the stranger's endless desire.

She felt a chill on her thigh, "Ah!" Her white dress slipped off, and her pink panties were also pulled down, revealing a small tuft of black pubic hair.

"No!" Dong Wenqian cried out in anguish.

The stranger, hiding in the woods filming, saw this scene and couldn't help but drool. "What a beautiful mature woman! This guy is really lucky." His lower body involuntarily hardened.

The stranger looked at Dong Wenqian, feeling an indescribable excitement, his hard penis eager to try. He skillfully pulled down the pink panties and gently sniffed them. So fragrant!

Seeing him about to smell her underwear, Dong Wenqian turned her face away in shame, not daring to watch his next move. Meanwhile, the man filming in the woods had just captured Dong Wenqian's face in a photo. Gazing at her alluring face, the man panted.

The stranger eagerly stripped off his clothes; he didn't want to waste any more time. He just wanted to penetrate her, and penetrate her again. He wanted to experience the pleasure of being a man with this beautiful woman once more.

The stranger gripped Dong Wenqian's legs tightly, inserting his erect penis between them, thrusting it in without hesitation. His thick penis pierced the wet passage, and both of them cried out simultaneously.

To achieve greater pleasure, the stranger paused after penetration, then slowly withdrew before thrusting in again fiercely. One hand touched Dong Wenqian's sensitive clitoris, kneading it roughly.

"Ah!" Dong Wenqian's body writhed involuntarily, stimulated.

"Oh…so good…" the stranger continued his piston-like movements.

With each thrust, the advance and withdrawal of the penis sent a powerful shock and stimulation through Dong Wenqian's body.

"No!"

The stranger's hands, through her bra, caressed her full breasts. The intense thrusting made Dong Wenqian's breasts bounce up and down in front of him. The stranger continued thrusting while kneading her breasts. This stimulation caused Dong Wenqian to moan involuntarily.

The man who had been secretly filming in the woods, seeing Dong Wenqian's moans, exclaimed, "This slut is unbearable! I must have her, make her beg for mercy, make her my sex slave, a pawn in my hands!!"

With that, he pulled out his already hard penis and began stroking it...

The stranger, while thrusting, kneaded her full breasts. He pressed his body against hers, pressing his lips hard against hers...

The car shifted noticeably forward under the weight of the two men. The car tires seemed to be driven backward by some force… that was the powerful impact the stranger had given Dong Wenqian.

On the silent Red Peak, the summer breeze gently caressed the naked man and woman in the car. Perhaps influenced by the environment, the stranger noticeably slowed down the speed and force of his thrusts. He began to slowly move in and out of that moist passage.

His hands slowly kneaded her full breasts, alternating between light and heavy pressure. His thumbs slowly circled around her areolas, one circle light, one circle heavy. His lips parted Dong Wenqian's lips and began to wander between her white cleavage. All of this gave Dong Wenqian a strong stimulation. The pain of deep penetration was replaced by the numbness brought by the gentle thrusting of his penis! She never imagined that the man who had brought her such a terrible disaster, the man who had repeatedly raped her, would treat her with such gentleness in the wilderness.

"Does it feel good? I know I hurt you the last few times, but tonight I'll be very gentle with you. I'll let you know the joy of being a woman, and let me enjoy the joy of being a man too! Hehe!"

As he spoke, the stranger's lips once again captured hers... his lower body moved slowly yet powerfully.

Soon, Dong Wenqian's reaction intensified. At this moment, she didn't feel like a stranger was humiliating her, but rather like her husband was with her. She seemed to transfer her love for her husband to this stranger. Her nipples, which she was so proud of, hardened under the stranger's caresses, and her lower body became increasingly wet.

The stranger was amazed by Dong Wenqian's strong reaction.

The stranger began to work harder on her, his breathing gradually increasing, his strength growing.

All of this excited Dong Wenqian's body immensely; her naked body trembled on the car hood.

"Ah, you..." Perhaps moved by the stranger's gentleness, or perhaps unable to resist her body's needs, Dong Wenqian didn't finish her sentence, instead letting out soft moans.

The voyeur in the woods had lost count of how many times he'd ejaculated. Dong Wenqian's premature subjugation by a stranger was something he hadn't expected. He'd hoped to witness a thrilling display of rape and discipline, but instead, he found the beautiful young woman quickly succumbing to his desires. This disappointed him, yet also gave him a sliver of confidence!

"Mmm...mmm...I can't take it anymore...you...you bastard..."

"Oh...so good, baby, you're my woman...I'm going to fuck you to death. From now on, I can do whatever I want with you!" the stranger said, thrusting.

"No, no. You've already ruined me, you can't ruin me again!"

"I want you, I want you, such a beautiful woman, who would give you up?! Come on, give yourself to me completely! Ah! I can't take it anymore, I'm coming..." the stranger cried.

"Ah, I...don't ejaculate inside!!!"

Dong Wenqian felt her body spasm, a wave of orgasm spreading through her. The stranger held her tightly, his lower body thrusting a few more times before slowly stopping.

The stranger, breathing heavily, savored the moment of his climax, and said in a slightly trembling voice, "Mrs. Dong's body is truly amazing! I really want to be with you every night!"

Dong Wenqian ignored him, her body still trembling slightly. She looked at the stranger she hated, yet the afterglow of her climax made her feel that he had brought her unprecedented pleasure. However, she didn't want the stranger to know her thoughts, and coldly said, "Get down here!"

"Hehe, okay, okay, I'm coming down!"

After they got dressed, it was already past 9 pm. The stranger gave Dong Wenqian his car keys and said, "Drive back yourself. I plan to walk down. I'll pick up the car from your place in a few days."

Dong Wenqian stared at the stranger, bewildered, but still drove down the mountain.

"Wonderful, wonderful, truly wonderful!" The man who had been secretly filming in the woods emerged, holding a high-powered camera, and said with lingering satisfaction.

"That's all thanks to our boss's brilliant plan, which allowed me to enjoy this delicious meal," the stranger said with a smile.

"How about it? Not bad, right? Don't you feel a sense of accomplishment or conquest with her?" the paparazzi said.

"Yes, yes, our boss has the best taste," the stranger said, still swallowing hard, clearly not satisfied.

"Okay, let me tell you, from now on we'll do this..." The paparazzi and the stranger seemed to be plotting a new scheme against Dong Wenqian.

The Tragedy of Mature Women Part 1 (04) Chapter 4 Divorce, the Tragedy and Helplessness of Women

Since Wu Huaxin found satisfaction in Zheng Xianghong's mouth, he has become increasingly bold. However, his academic performance has never fallen out of the top 5 in his grade. Especially recently, in the city-wide elementary school essay competition, Wu Huaxin won second prize. The title of his essay was "My Chinese Teacher."

Zheng Xianghong felt gratified and moved, but she was also worried, fearing that Wu Huaxin's needs would become stronger and more frequent. In her classes these past few days, whenever she approached Wu Huaxin, he would touch her legs and buttocks, making her feel anxious and fearful. Several times, she even almost cried out when he put his hand inside her underwear and groped her. However, she didn't show any displeasure towards Wu Huaxin; on the contrary, Zheng Xianghong herself felt a sense of pleasure from it.

However, nothing stays hidden forever. The relationship between Zheng Xianghong and Wu Huaxin couldn't be kept secret forever, and the vice principal of Huayu Elementary School seemed to have noticed something.

One morning, Zheng Xianghong passed by Wu Huaxin's desk in class. Wu Huaxin, the novice, became restless again, but this was witnessed by Vice Principal Han Dong, who was passing by the classroom. Seeing this lewd scene, Han Dong's eyes lit up, and a lewd smile appeared on his lips. A plan was born in his mind.

From then on, every day during Zheng Xianghong's class, Han Dong would come to the back of her classroom to enjoy the special "interaction" between the student and teacher.

Since Dong Wenqian was unusually and gently raped by a stranger on Chiding Peak, she seemed to no longer feel disgust or aversion towards him. Although she was still quite repulsed by his methods, she found that her body didn't respond the same way; the feeling the stranger gave her seemed to be exactly what she needed.

In the general manager's office of the Pyramid Group, Dong Wenqian was receiving a stranger.

He had come to retrieve his car!

"The car is in the underground parking lot, area A, space 15." Dong Wenqian handed the keys to the stranger, and just as she was about to pull her hand back, the man grabbed it tightly.

"What are you doing? You're being too presumptuous! Let go!!" Dong Wenqian was both ashamed and angry. She hadn't expected the man who came to retrieve the car to be so bold.

"A night of passion on Red Peak must have been quite a treat for the Chairman, his complexion looks much better!" the man said with a lewd grin.

Dong Wenqian was shocked, but quickly calmed down. She figured it was just that the stranger who had taken advantage of her hadn't kept his mouth shut, and he probably didn't have any evidence. Besides, the man who came to retrieve the car was probably his subordinate, with no important relationship. Men just like that, trying to take advantage of others.

"Excuse me, I don't know what you're talking about. Please take the keys and leave immediately. I have work to do!"

Dong Wenqian said sharply.

Meanwhile, Xiang Xinchun, the human resources manager who was passing by the general manager's office, seemed to have heard the chairman arguing with someone and wanted to go in to see what was going on, but was stopped by the secretary.

"No one is allowed to enter without the chairman's permission!" the secretary replied coldly.

Looking at the chairman's angry face, the man chuckled, took a CD from his pocket, and placed it on the chairman's desk. "This afternoon, I'll be waiting for you at the freight elevator entrance in Building C of this building." He then strode away.

Dong Wenqian was stunned. She sat there dumbfounded, staring blankly at the disc on the table. Despite the central air conditioning, she was still slightly sweaty. She knew what it was without even looking. But how did he film it? The stranger hadn't been carrying any recording equipment. Could it be that the person who came to retrieve the car was hiding in the woods filming? Yes, that must be it!

Dong Wenqian played the disc. Sure enough, the filming angle was from the woods. Because the moon was shining brightly that night, the filming effect was excellent; her face, even her… everything was clearly captured.

Dong Wenqian remained seated, one hand supporting her head, a tear rolling down her cheek. One wrong step had led to eternal regret. Being played by a stranger was already incredibly shameful, but now another one had appeared. What was she? The chairman? A wife? No, she was practically a prostitute! But the disc was in their hands. If it got out, she would be ruined, her family would break apart—things she didn't want to think about, didn't want to see… But by agreeing to their demands, she… at least she could preserve her reputation and keep her husband from knowing all this…

When it was time to leave work in the afternoon, Dong Wenqian was still in her office. Most of the people outside had left. Dong Wenqian packed her things, took the disc the voyeur had given her, and calmly walked towards the freight elevator in Building C of her target building.

The voyeur was already waiting for her at the elevator entrance. It was already 6 PM, and the freight elevator area was usually quiet, especially after work. However, Dong Wenqian knew she had to go, even though she knew what the voyeur wanted to do. Even if she disagreed a hundred times, she had to go.

The voyeur politely greeted Dong Wenqian, and then the two entered the freight elevator side by side. Just as the elevator doors were closing, the voyeur suddenly grabbed Dong Wenqian.

As the elevator ascended, Dong Wenqian's futile cries of resistance could be faintly heard, "No, don't do this..."

In the teachers' dormitory of Huayu Elementary School, Vice Principal Han Dong sat on the sofa, a cigarette dangling from his lips, his eyes lecherously fixed on Zheng Xianghong.

"See? I wasn't wrong, was I? Teacher Zheng really took good care of Wu Huaxin in class!"

"No. Nothing like that happened, Principal, please don't misunderstand!" Zheng Xianghong said nervously.

She felt extremely nervous and ashamed. She hated herself for not sticking to her principles at the time, allowing Wu Huaxin to be so presumptuous, and now the principal knew about this shameful thing.

"Oh? Did I see wrong... Well then, I'll report the situation to the school party committee tomorrow and see how they handle it!" With that, Han Dong stubbed out his cigarette and got up to walk towards the door. "

No, Principal, name your terms, as long as I can accept them, I will definitely agree! Please don't..." Zheng Xianghong grabbed Han Dong's arm, pleading.

Han Dong turned around, looked at Zheng Xianghong's terrified face, and said with a smile, "Really? Then I believe you'll definitely agree to my condition."

With that, he grabbed Zheng Xianghong and pressed his tobacco-smelling lips firmly against hers.

Before she could react, his tongue plunged deep inside, swirling and tumbling in her mouth like a dragon playing in water. Zheng Xianghong felt a chill run down her spine, her eyes wide, making "uh...uh..."

sounds, her hands desperately pushing against Han Dong's strong body.

After a moment of suffocation, Han Dong's tobacco-smelling lips parted from hers, and Zheng Xianghong, filled with shame and anger, raised her right hand and slapped him hard across the face.

Han Dong covered his face, staring at Zheng Xianghong in shock. Her eyes were wet, tears welling up, her full breasts heaving with each breath.

"Fine, good for you! You wait until tomorrow..." With that, Han Dong immediately opened the door and left.

Zheng Xianghong stood there stunned, tears instantly streaming down her face. What would tomorrow bring...?

Meanwhile, in the freight elevator on the other side of the city, Dong Wenqian wasn't so lucky.

"Lift your ass up higher, yes, baby, yes, stick it up, let me take a good look, oh! Your skin is so smooth, so white, how was it, did I penetrate you deeply...? Oh, you slut, you kept saying no, but you've leaked so much water, trying to drown me!" the voyeur shamelessly said.

Faced with all this, Dong Wenqian could only helplessly utter "Ugh...ugh..." sounds. Her mouth had been stuffed with her pink panties, her black skirt had been thrown to the other side of the elevator, her beige top lay at her feet, and her pink bra hung on her chest, her full breasts swaying with gravity. The slightly dark stripes indicated that her full breasts had just been mercilessly and forcefully kneaded by the voyeur.

Her hands gripped the elevator handrail, her full buttocks facing the voyeur who was raping her. It was truly a lewd scene.

"Ugh!..." Dong Wenqian let out another moan.

The voyeur thrust his penis deep into her already overflowing vagina once more, his hands tightly gripping Dong Wenqian's slender waist. He swayed back and forth, his thick penis thrusting violently. With each insertion, Dong Wenqian would let out a "Ugh," seemingly an expression of satisfaction, or perhaps a plea for mercy to the voyeur.

The voyeur raised his head, taking a deep breath with each thrust, then channeling the power of his hips into powerful, slow, but deep penetrations. His hands left her waist and quickly grasped her already ravaged breasts, kneading them roughly once more.

"Exciting, so exciting! The chairman's body is indescribable," the voyeur boasted. Seeking even greater stimulation, he turned Dong Wenqian's body towards him, ripped off the panties stuffed in her mouth, and played with her flushed face, red from being stuffed with panties for so long.

"Come on, take it in your mouth!" the voyeur said, bringing his thick penis towards Dong Wenqian's lips.

"What? No, that's disgusting, I can't!" Dong Wenqian said, turning her head away.

"Stop pretending to be innocent! Don't tell me you haven't done it with your husband! Even if you haven't, today I'm going to teach you how to make a man happy!!" With that, the voyeur grabbed Dong Wenqian's face and forcefully pressed his penis against her mouth.

Dong Wenqian kept her mouth shut, her teeth clenched tightly, preventing the voyeur from succeeding. Seeing that Dong Wenqian wouldn't give in, the voyeur devised a plan. He pinched Dong Wenqian's nose, forcing her to breathe through her mouth so she would open it herself.

Helpless, Dong Wenqian finally opened her mouth to breathe when she couldn't hold it any longer. But as soon as she opened her mouth, a foul, fishy smell filled her mouth. The voyeur inserted his penis and released his grip on her nose. Dong Wenqian breathed deeply as if granted a pardon, but she knew her lips had been breached.

The voyeur thrust forcefully into Dong Wenqian's mouth, each thrust almost hitting her throat. Because her tongue was constantly rolling unconsciously with the thrusting of his penis, it brought the voyeur immense pleasure.

Soon, the voyeur felt he was about to ejaculate; he tightly held Dong Wenqian's head, panting heavily as he thrust forcefully.

Dong Wenqian seemed to know he was about to reach his climax, and to prevent him from ejaculating in her mouth, she used both hands to push against his thighs. As the saying goes, you can't fight city hall; Dong Wenqian's efforts were futile, and she couldn't break free, instead accelerating the voyeur's climax.

Finally, Dong Wenqian felt a lot of sticky, foul-smelling liquid spray into her mouth; she knew the voyeur had ejaculated in her mouth, doing what he most wanted to do. The voyeur released Dong Wenqian's head, panting with satisfaction. Looking at Dong Wenqian slumped in the elevator, her hair disheveled and draped over her shoulders, tears welling in her eyes, a trickle of white semen flowing from the corner of her mouth...

"Chairman, I'll be waiting for you here every day from now on. I hope you'll be here on time for class!! I'm a very good teacher!"

With that, the person taking the photos straightened their clothes, opened the elevator door, and left easily. Poor Dong Wenqian remained collapsed there, her boundless sorrow and grief making her realize she had fallen into an abyss from which there was no return!!

From then on, every day after work, in that almost deserted freight elevator, a young woman

would emit those moans that were hard to tell whether they were pleasurable or sorrowful… Meanwhile, Zheng Xianghong arrived at school the next day, trembling with fear. But the school seemed to be operating as usual. Everything proceeded as normal. In the office, colleagues exchanged greetings as usual. All of this calmed Zheng Xianghong's tense heart slightly.

But now she was worried about Wu Huaxin, worried that he would continue to misbehave in class. If he continued to act recklessly, the situation would become uncontrollable.

Wu Huaxin was completely unaware of Zheng Xianghong's current predicament. He still believed that Zheng Xianghong could satisfy his needs. But in class, he noticed that his beloved teacher, Zheng Xianghong, no longer passed by his seat.

He was puzzled, but didn't dare ask why.

After school, taking advantage of the fact that Zheng Xianghong was alone in the office, Wu Huaxin entered and couldn't help but pull her into his arms.

Zheng Xianghong exclaimed, "No, this is the office!" and struggled to break free from Wu Huaxin's embrace.

However, Wu Huaxin, unaware of what was happening, held her tightly, his mouth touching her face, his hands restlessly kneading her breasts through her white short-sleeved shirt.

Zheng Xianghong cried out, feeling the lust and stimulation Wu Huaxin was giving her; her breasts were already very sensitive areas under his touch. That feeling of pleasure quickly spread throughout her body, and she couldn't help but moan. But with her mind still somewhat clear, she knew she couldn't let Wu Huaxin do this in public at this time, otherwise she would be in greater danger.

Thinking of this, Zheng Xianghong struggled to break free from Wu Huaxin's embrace and whispered angrily, "Wu Huaxin, do you still want me to be a decent person at school? You want to ruin me, don't you!"

Wu Huaxin fell silent. He realized he had gone too far. If someone came in and saw this, both he and Teacher Zheng would be expelled. He said softly, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that. But..."

"But what? Does that mean I won't walk past your seat during class anymore? You know what you did was wrong. I can't concentrate on class when you're like that, and it'll be even worse if the other students see. I will never allow such rudeness again!"

Zheng Xianghong didn't want to say more. Wu Huaxin was too young to understand all that. "Go back first, I still need to prepare my lessons."

Wu Huaxin looked at Zheng Xianghong and had no choice but to turn around and go back. Although he was unwilling, he couldn't go against her wishes in the office. Because in the office, he always treated Zheng Xianghong as his teacher.

After Wu Huaxin left, Zheng Xianghong stood up and closed the window and curtains. She needed to straighten her clothes; Wu Huaxin's embrace and caresses had completely messed them up. She took off her clothes piece by piece, then put them back on one by one. Unbeknownst to her, in an inconspicuous spot between the computer monitor and folders not far from her, a miniature camera had been quietly recording everything.

Thus, Zheng Xianghong's fate was once again changed by Wu Huaxin.

Several days later, after school at noon, Zheng Xianghong returned home and found a delivery bag addressed to her. Inside was a CD. Curious, she put it on the computer and discovered it contained footage of Wu Huaxin embracing, kissing, and touching her in the office the previous afternoon, as well as footage of her adjusting her clothes—even her naked body was captured.

Zheng Xianghong's mind was in turmoil. She guessed it must have been done by that lecherous, scoundrel, Han Dong. How despicable, shameless, and vile! Only he knew about her affair with Wu Huaxin. He was trying to blackmail her! Just then, her phone rang—an unknown number.

"Hello! Who is this?"

"Is this Teacher Zheng Xianghong?"

The voice on the other end sounded unfamiliar, but how did he know her phone number... Zheng Xianghong was very puzzled.

"It's me, who are you? How did you get my phone number?"

"Hehe, you received the package, right? How was it? Teacher Zheng's performance as a teacher was quite good. Making a student like this, not resisting or struggling for a while!"

"You...who are you? You...what do you want?" Zheng Xianghong asked in a trembling voice.

"Hehe, I don't want anything, I just want to make good friends with Teacher Zheng. I wonder if you're interested?"

"Is this how you make friends...your methods are too despicable and shameless! I believe we should know each other, otherwise you wouldn't have been able to film all this in the office!"

"Hehe, Teacher Zheng is indeed a smart person. How about this, 8 pm, midnight coffee bar, booth 16. I'll wait for you there!"

With that, the anonymous call ended! Zheng Xianghong's worst fears had finally come true, and it was much more serious than she had anticipated. She knew this call must have been from Han Dong. Although the voice didn't sound like him, she could use other methods to change it. She sat on the edge of the bed, trying to organize her thoughts and devise a plan for how to deal with tonight's fierce battle!

The midday heat kept many people indoors, enjoying the air conditioning. Dong Wenqian was no exception, except she was in her office. The humiliation she had suffered at the hands of the voyeur seemed to have numbed her; each time in the elevator, he had tormented her relentlessly, especially the oral sex that disgusted her, leaving her with nightmarish memories.

Dong Wenqian lay half-reclined on the sofa, her mind replaying everything that had happened recently. Since her husband went abroad, so much had changed in her life. From a wife, she had become the plaything of two other men, with no room for resistance, completely at their mercy! She had no way to escape this situation. Thinking of this, Dong Wenqian couldn't help but burst into tears.

A phone rang, and Dong Wenqian hurried to check it. It was her husband calling from abroad.

"Honey, how have you been? Are you alright?"

"I'm fine," Dong Wenqian nodded in reply.

"I'm telling you, I'll be back tomorrow afternoon, and I'll arrive in Beijing tonight!"

"Really? Okay, I'll wait for you at home!"

Dong Wenqian was overjoyed to hear this news; she truly needed her husband's care and love. But then she worried. What if those men came looking for her while her husband was home? Should she tell her husband what had happened...? Dong Wenqian was once again deeply conflicted.

That evening, Zheng Xianghong arrived at the Zero Point Coffee Bar as promised and went into booth number 16, but it was empty.

At that moment, a waiter approached and said, "Excuse me, are you Ms. Zheng?"

Zheng Xianghong nodded.

"This is for you from a gentleman." He then turned and left.

Holding the item given to her by the anonymous caller, Zheng Xianghong felt strange. Who was the caller? Why would he break his promise? Feeling bewildered, Zheng Xianghong quickly left the coffee bar and returned home. She opened the package left by the anonymous caller, and what she saw made her feel dizzy...

The next day, Dong Wenqian was unusually busy because her husband was coming home that evening. She needed to finish her work at the company beforehand so she could go home early to meet her husband and dedicate the entire evening to him, letting all her recent troubles disappear. Thinking this, Dong Wenqian worked even faster.

The end of the workday arrived quickly, and Dong Wenqian quickly packed her things and excitedly left the office.

But as soon as she stepped out of the elevator, her legs went weak.

At the entrance of the office building, the voyeur she had been avoiding was waiting for her, and beside him was the stranger who had first drugged and raped her... At

Jinjin City Airport, Chen Jun didn't see his wife waiting for him after getting off the plane. He thought, "Maybe she's too busy, managing such a large group all by herself."

After waiting a short while, he took a taxi back home. Opening the door, Chen Jun excitedly called out, "Wife, wife..."

There was no response.

"Still not back... Never mind, I'd better finish cooking first!"

But the kind-hearted Chen Jun never imagined that his wife was in a suite at the Dongcheng International Hotel, in the same room where she had been drugged and raped for the first time, being simultaneously violated by two men.

Dong Wenqian stood there blankly in the hotel, tears streaming down her face, as they breathlessly stripped her naked.

"Come on, madam, I want to enjoy your body!"

The voyeur eagerly began to fondle her through her bra, then pushed Dong Wenqian to the ground from behind. The stranger had already pulled down his pants, fiddling with his already erect penis, preparing to release his desire into Dong Wenqian's mouth...

"Did you know? Zheng Xianghong took a week of sick leave."

"Really? That's pitiful. Her husband works away from home all year round, and she's all alone at home."

"I wonder how serious it is?"

"It shouldn't be, right? If it were serious, why didn't she go to the hospital?"

"That's true."

After school, the teachers at Huayu Elementary School were gossiping on the way home.

Because Zheng Xianghong's teacher was very dedicated and well-liked. Everyone was naturally very concerned about her condition.

Meanwhile, Zheng Xianghong lay in her bed, silently shedding tears, unable to believe what she had seen yesterday. The photos clearly showed her husband, the man she loved, the man who had brought her so much happiness and joy, with a strange woman…

She couldn't understand why her husband would betray her like this, nor could she understand why the man who had arranged to meet her by phone hadn't shown up, or how he had obtained photos of her husband cheating on her with another woman.

Chen Jun, wanting to surprise his wife upon her return and allow her to rest well after finishing her work at the company, had personally gone to the kitchen to prepare dinner. He hummed a little tune as he cooked, appearing very happy and excited. Indeed, after such a long time abroad, tonight he could finally spend a wonderful, wild night with his wife.

However, in the hotel suite, Dong Wenqian was humming a little tune, a moan that excited the man. The voyeur's penis was thrusting vigorously between Dong Wenqian's thighs, occasionally slapping her snow-white and noble buttocks with a "smack." Each withdrawal of the penis brought out a trickle of vaginal fluid from Dong Wenqian's deepest depths, and the stranger's face already showed a satisfied expression. He looked down at Dong Wenqian sucking his penis, drool dripping from the corner of his mouth. He felt Dong Wenqian's tongue rolling around on his glans.

This stimulation made him involuntarily raise his head, press his hands against Dong Wenqian's head, and begin to prepare for the final frenzy...

The pitiful Dong Wenqian knew that she was doomed from the moment she entered the room. But she didn't want to, she really didn't want to let two people play with her body, especially since her husband should have been home by now.

She knew that her husband needed her by his side more than ever. If she didn't agree, she would only make the world drag on longer, and make her husband wait even longer. Only by forcing herself to satisfy their lustful desires could she escape as quickly as possible and return home to reunite with her husband.

She began flaunting her body in front of the two men, actively arousing their boundless desires and bringing them to orgasm as quickly as possible. She thrust her hips back, responding to the photographer's thrusts, her tongue actively seeking the man's glans, stimulating his sensitive nerves.

Gradually, through her own actions, she began to feel like a complete prostitute, a complete whore. She began to revel in the men's sex, feeling her vagina overflow like a floodgate bursting open. She felt her breasts swell under the strangers' teasing, and she felt she needed their even more frenzied ravaging. She twisted her body, hoping to mislead the men into thinking she was still resisting with restraint, thus fueling their even more frenzied desires.

Sure enough, they fell for it. The photographer gripped Dong Wenqian's waist tightly, thrusting even more frantically, the sounds of "slap slap" echoing incessantly. The strange man held her head down, thrusting deep into her each time, his penis reaching Dong Wenqian's throat. The intense feeling of suffocation, the alluring, melodious sounds of his thrusting, and her heavy moans brought the three men in the room to a frenzied climax soon after…

Night had fallen. Chen Jun sat on the sofa, watching TV, but he wasn't really paying attention, constantly changing channels. He had already called Dong Wenqian's company, but no one answered.

"Where is my wife? Has she forgotten I was coming home today? Doesn't she know her husband is anxiously waiting for her to have dinner together? Is she deliberately retaliating against me for going abroad for work?" A series of questions flooded Chen Jun's mind.

He got up and paced back and forth in the room, constantly looking out the window at the street, hoping to see his wife. He felt he hadn't given his wife enough. This vacation back home, he wanted to take her on a proper trip, relax, and enjoy their time together.

In the hotel room, Dong Wenqian lay face down on the carpet, a trace of milky white semen clinging to the corner of her mouth. Her eyes were moist, but no tears fell. Her dry eyes, helpless expression, and disheveled hair all spoke of her hellish sorrow. She struggled to her feet, staring blankly at the two shameless men, then quietly turned and walked into the bathroom.

The sound of running water filled the air…

The voyeur seemed unsatisfied; hearing the water from the bathroom, his penis swelled again. He smoked, fantasizing about her alluring body, his breathing becoming increasingly rapid. He quickly extinguished his cigarette and strode into the bathroom.

“Ah, no, please stop! Let me go! My husband is still at home…” Dong Wenqian cried out.

Hearing the beautiful young woman crying for her husband, the voyeur's lust intensified. He craved this kind of stimulating cry; he no longer cared about Dong Wenqian's feelings. He wanted to vent his lust on her. Because the pleasure he could experience with her was limited. Perhaps today, perhaps tomorrow, she will no longer be able to enjoy her alluring body. Dong Wenqian's cries slowly faded in the bathroom, replaced by the sounds of men's shouts, women's moans, and rushing water. The strange man sitting in the bedroom couldn't help but smile upon hearing these sounds... 02-01
The Sorrow of a Mature Woman (Part 1) (05) Chapter 5: Stunning, Mysterious Five-Colored Butterfly

It was late at night, just past 8 o'clock, when Dong Wenqian quietly entered her home. She found her husband sitting at the dining table, two wine glasses already filled with red wine. The dishes on the table had long since gone cold.

"I'm sorry I'm late, I had too many clients to deal with!" Dong Wenqian looked at her husband, preparing to pick up the dishes on the table and take them to the kitchen to reheat them.

Chen Jun suddenly grabbed his wife's hand, "You've worked hard today, let me reheat the dishes, you rest for a while!" Chen Jun said.

Hearing this, Dong Wenqian looked at her husband who still cared about her, and could no longer control her emotions. She put down the bowl and leaned on Chen Jun's shoulder, sobbing.

Chen Jun was at a loss, thinking his wife was acting this way because she missed him too much, and kept comforting her, "Okay, okay, baby, I'm back. The company lets me rest at home for half a month. I plan to take a break tomorrow, and how about we go on a trip together the day after?"

Dong Wenqian's sobs seemed to slowly subside. She resented her husband in her heart, but she didn't dare tell him about her situation. She was afraid he would leave her, afraid their family would be ruined. She slowly wiped away her tears and said to Chen Jun, "I'll go heat up the food. Wait a moment."

Watching Dong Wenqian go into the kitchen, Chen Jun thought about how wonderful his wife was, and felt that his impulsive decision to go abroad for work had been somewhat reckless. He thought he should try to return to China as soon as possible to be with his wife.

After dinner, Dong Wenqian nestled naked in her husband's arms. Chen Jun could no longer suppress his passion, and in one swift motion, he pinned his wife beneath him. Although Dong Wenqian was exhausted from the encounters with two men, she couldn't bear to refuse her husband's burning passion, nor could she bear to extinguish it. She could only force herself to endure as he relentlessly poured his passion onto her.

Soon, Dong Wenqian's reaction intensified, and Chen Jun, assuming it was due to a long period of inactivity, thrust even more vigorously. Dong Wenqian's brows furrowed, her eyes closed, her hands gripping her husband's back muscles tightly, moaning loudly as she endured the intense thrusts from below. Soon, Chen Jun finished his sexual journey.

Satisfied, he lay on top of Dong Wenqian, breathing heavily.

"You must be tired. Get some rest, don't hurt yourself!" Dong Wenqian said with concern.

"Okay, you should rest too!" With that, Chen Jun turned over and fell asleep.

Dong Wenqian couldn't sleep at all, because she felt the desire her husband had aroused hadn't subsided, and she wondered what was wrong with her…

Chen Jun and she went on a trip together. Before leaving, Dong Wenqian arranged her work. They went to Lijiang in Yunnan, admiring the beautiful scenery. Dong Wenqian marveled at nature's masterpiece and felt its charm. The high-altitude scenery of Yunnan captivated her, and deep within her heart, a strong determination to be strong surged. She could no longer be controlled by anyone; besides her husband, she wouldn't allow anyone else to touch her. She secretly vowed to herself!

During the trip, Chen Jun was extra attentive to his wife, feeling he owed her so much. He wanted to use these two weeks to cherish his wife and make the most of this unforgettable time. But Chen Jun didn't expect that two weeks later, an unbelievable outcome awaited him.

"I'm exhausted, finally home. Sigh! After visiting so many places, I still feel that home is the best,"

Dong Wenqian said with a slightly coquettish tone.

“Yes, no matter where we are, it’s always most comfortable to be with my wife.” Chen Jun looked at his wife with deep eyes.

“Get lost, stop it.” Dong Wenqian playfully patted his shoulder.

“Go on, take a shower first, get some rest early tonight. It’s almost midnight. I have important business to attend to tomorrow!” Dong Wenqian said to Chen Jun with a smile.

“Okay, I need to get some rest.” Chen Jun nodded.

That night, Chen Jun slept soundly, while Dong Wenqian woke up around 5 a.m. as usual.

She quietly got out of bed, looked at her sleeping husband like a child, and a happy smile appeared on her face.

At this moment, Chen Jun was still asleep, seemingly calm, but he had already entered a nightmare he dared not even imagine. In the dream, he felt as if his soul had left his body. He saw his beloved wife, dressed in a pink silk nightgown, coming into the bathroom. The large waterproof glass displayed her alluring figure, her beige bra highlighting her full breasts, and her sexy thong tightly hugging her shapely hips. After washing up, she gazed at her body in the mirror, her eyes revealing a desire she herself barely noticed.

Suddenly, "Ring...ring..." the doorbell rang.

His wife said in surprise, "Who is it so early?"

She hurriedly changed out of her transparent nightgown, put on an autumn nightgown, and gently closed the bedroom door. Opening the door, she was struck dumb by the visitor.

"You...how did you get here? What are you doing here..."

Just as his wife was about to close the door, the visitor quickly stopped her. In terms of strength, his wife was no match for him. The visitor quickly and effortlessly slipped into the room. Chen Jun tried to stop him, but he found himself powerless.

"You, you get out! My husband's home!" his wife said in a trembling voice. She couldn't believe he dared to come to her house while her husband was home.

Chen Jun slowly approached the door. He realized his wife and the visitor seemed to completely disregard him, ignoring him entirely. Moreover, he had never seen the visitor before, and he didn't seem to be a subordinate at his wife's company.

"It's been over half a month. You've been with your husband for so long, you should at least comfort me a little," the visitor said shamelessly.

He had waited downstairs all night, choosing to come in at dawn. He hadn't expected his wife to be up and already dressed, as if she had been waiting for him. However, judging from his tone, it seemed his wife was having an affair with the visitor, and more than once. Chen Jun's heart was deeply wounded by the visitor's words.

"No, my husband's here! Please, I'm not that kind of woman. I don't want to ruin my family. Please let me go," Dong Wenqian pleaded.

"Fine, what should we do now? I think you should let your husband enjoy this!" The visitor pulled out a DVD.

Chen Jun was shocked. There was a video recording? It seemed this visitor had leverage over his wife.

"No, no! Don't let him know!" His wife shook her head in terror. Due to excessive tension, she leaned against the wall for support, her breasts trembling slightly from her rapid breathing.

Seeing his wife's terrified and helpless expression, coupled with her unmade-up, naturally beautiful skin, and her breasts trembling slightly under his threat, the visitor's lust flared.

"Come on, baby. You've spent half a month with your husband, you should at least give me a break."

"No, no!" his wife whispered in protest.

Seeing his wife's quiet resistance, the visitor knew she was terrified of her husband finding out, so he no longer hesitated and boldly picked her up, carrying her straight into the living room.

Seeing that his wife dared not resist too much, Chen Jun slammed his clenched fist against the wall, but no sound came out. Why didn't she resist? You are my wife! How could you let another man ravage you like this… Chen Jun cried out in anguish, but it all seemed futile.

The weak resistance only emboldened the visitor to become even more brutal. He quickly removed his wife's pajamas, gazing at her long-untouched, white skin. Chen Jun looked at his wife, half-reclining on the sofa, and saw the visitor quickly remove his own clothes, his proud penis erect, and walk towards his wife…

"No!" With a whoosh, Chen Jun sprang from the bed. He felt dizzy. A faint fragrance filled the room; the window was half-open, letting in a gentle morning breeze, and sunlight streamed through the curtains, making the room soft and comfortable. Looking at his watch on the bedside table, it was almost 8 o'clock.

What just happened? How could I have such a dream? My wife was raped, and the perpetrator had incriminating evidence against her. And just now, she was being raped on the sofa in our own living room by a stranger.

"Wenqian, Wenqian!" There was no answer. Chen Jun went to the living room, which was spotless and tidy. There was nothing unusual on the sofa. "Where is she?" Chen Jun wondered. Just then, he heard the sound of running water from the kitchen. "Wenqian!" Chen Jun went to her side and called softly.

"Ah!!" Dong Wenqian jumped up in fright.

"I'm sorry, I scared you." Seeing Wenqian's reaction, Chen Jun quickly apologized.

"No, it's nothing." Dong Wenqian prepared breakfast while straightening her clothes.

At this moment, Chen Jun noticed that Dong Wenqian's top was empty, her full breasts swaying. "Why isn't she wearing a bra?" A question flashed through Chen Jun's mind. "Go and get ready, then you can have breakfast!" Facing her husband, Dong Wenqian gave a slightly embarrassed smile, a smile that Chen Jun didn't catch.

As Chen Jun was about to get ready, he passed by the balcony and saw that his wife's underwear was all washed and hanging to dry. He smiled slightly. Perhaps he was too tired, too concerned about his wife...

But he didn't know that at around 5 a.m., right in his own home, on the living room sofa, on the balcony, and in the bathroom, his wife was being "trained" by a man with a thick penis, the penis moving in and out of his wife's vagina and mouth at will.

The frenzied, ecstatic pleasure made the man and Dong Wenqian scream without restraint.

The thrill, tension, madness, and unparalleled pleasure Dong Wenqian felt in the living room, separated from her husband by only a wall, completely subjugated her to the man's thick penis.

He was unaware that, under such intense stimulation, his kind and lovely wife willingly sat beneath the stranger, thrusting her body up and down, allowing him to knead her full breasts and shapely buttocks.

As the most frenzied moment approached, she screamed, "Fuck me to death! I love your thick penis! I want to be your sex slave!"

But why didn't Chen Jun hear her frantic cries?

"What's wrong with Teacher Zheng lately? She seems out of sorts since returning to work. Yes! It seems something happened at home!"

Indeed, since receiving those photos, Zheng Xianghong seemed completely dejected, losing all motivation to prepare lessons, and her teaching quality noticeably declined. First, she was threatened and harassed by Vice Principal Han Dong; then she received photos from a stranger showing her in her office with Wu Huaxin, and her husband having affairs. These two events dealt her a heavy blow. Her husband's infidelity, in particular, left her completely devastated.

The stranger who sent Zheng Xianghong the photos never showed up, and recently stopped sending her any more pictures of her husband. Yet, she remained despondent, occasionally sensing a larger conspiracy at play. However, she didn't know who was behind it all.

Wu Huaxin had become much more well-behaved lately. He knew his beloved Teacher Zheng wasn't feeling well, but she wouldn't give him any opportunity to get close. He was puzzled and anxious. Yet, he patiently observed everything Teacher Zheng did in front of him. He took advantage of Teacher Zheng's current confusion to study diligently, knowing this was Teacher Zheng's greatest expectation of him. Only in this way would Teacher Zheng give him everything he desired.

Every day after work, Dong Wenqian would find her husband had prepared dinner, and she felt incredibly warm and grateful to have such a husband. Tonight's dinner was romantic: red wine, red candles, and after dinner, under the soft yellow light, Chen Jun and she danced to music.

"Wenqian, I'm going back abroad to continue working tomorrow afternoon. I wanted to talk to headquarters about coming back, but they didn't approve, so I have to continue working abroad." As he finished speaking, Chen Jun's right hand, which was around his wife's waist, visibly trembled.

Dong Wenqian rested her head against Chen Jun's chest and murmured, "Go ahead, focus on your work, don't worry about things at home."

Hearing this, Chen Jun felt relieved. He hugged his wife tightly and said, "You're so good to me!" Then he picked her up and carried her to the bedroom.

However, he didn't understand the true meaning behind his wife's words.

The next morning, Chen Jun woke up to find his wife gone. He went to the dining room and found a written divorce agreement on the table.

At the Pyramid Group headquarters, a voice called out, "Sir, who are you looking for?"

"Move aside, I'm looking for my wife!"

"Sir, I'm sorry, the chairman is not here. She will no longer be working at the company. She has appointed a new executive general manager to handle all company affairs."

"What? When did she make that decision?" "

Yesterday. Yesterday, the chairman convened a board meeting and appointed the former HR director, Xiang Xinchun, as the executive general manager. We are all very surprised by this decision! But since the board approved it, we, as subordinates, naturally carry out orders!"

"Do you have my wife's contact information?" "

I'm sorry, the chairman's phone is switched off, and the newly appointed executive general manager doesn't know either! Please leave, sir!"

Hearing this, Chen Jun seemed somewhat desperate. He returned home, only to find that the clothes in the closet were all his own. All that remained was the house and a lonely wedding photo hanging on the wall. Only then did he understand why he had been told last night that he didn't need to worry about family matters anymore.

He looked at the divorce agreement again; the reason given was that he was no longer suitable to be her husband, that he was incompetent, wouldn't care for the family, and wouldn't understand his wife's feelings, etc. After much deliberation, Chen Jun felt he couldn't win back his wife's heart and angrily signed the divorce papers.

But right outside their home, in a black sports car, Dong Wenqian was with the paparazzi and a strange man. Seeing her husband sign his name through a hidden camera in their home, Dong Wenqian broke down in tears. In her sobs, the shameful experience of that morning resurfaced in her mind…

That morning, Dong Wenqian got out of bed in her pajamas and entered the living room, only to find the paparazzi already sitting calmly on the sofa! Dong Wenqian was so frightened she almost screamed.

"How are things, my beauty? Are you happy with your husband lately?"

"You, how did you get in? I'm going to scream! Get out!"

"Fine, scream then, wake your husband up so we can all see your wonderful performance." The paparazzi said, taking out a disc to put in the DVD.

"No!" Dong Wenqian said softly but urgently, tightly grasping the paparazzi's hands, her eyes filled with pleading and helplessness.

“Since you don’t want to, then please prove it with your actions, Mrs. Dong. I’ll be waiting here.” With that, the paparazzi sat back down on the sofa, his lewd gaze sweeping over Dong Wenqian’s semi-transparent nightgown.

He hadn’t seen the woman he had once ravaged for half a month, and she had become even more beautiful. Her long, flowing black curly hair cascaded over her shoulders, and her high breasts appeared so firm and full under her bra. Due to her nervousness, Dong Wenqian’s chest heaved, making her full breasts tremble slightly. The deep V-neck of her semi-transparent pink nightgown revealed her fair, jade-like breasts and a cleavage that would set any man’s eyes ablaze. Through the nightgown, one could clearly see white panties covering her once proudly raised buttocks. But now, facing him, she remained hesitant.

“What, still not willing? What are you hesitating about?” Seeing Dong Wenqian’s nervous expression, the paparazzi revealed his displeasure. But then he suddenly realized what was troubling Dong Wenqian.

"Hehe, baby, don't worry, I'll make sure your husband doesn't know anything about this." Saying this, the voyeur took out a small, blue, pill-like substance, about the size of a one-yuan coin, from his clothes and said to Dong Wenqian, "Put this on a plate in the bedroom and light it. That way your husband won't know."

"What? You, you want me to kill my husband? No, absolutely not!" Dong Wenqian exclaimed in horror, taking a few steps back.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Am I that kind of person? Even if I were a scoundrel, I wouldn't do something as heinous as murder!" the voyeur argued.

"Is that so? Haven't you done enough heinous things?" Dong Wenqian retorted.

"Alright, alright, hurry up and go. This is a deep hypnotic drug. If you inhale it for a while, you'll be asleep for over three hours, completely unaware of what's happening outside. Don't worry, it won't harm your body at all!"

With that, the voyeur grabbed Dong Wenqian's body, his hands quickly reaching for her full breasts, kneading them roughly. Her grape-like nipples were almost bursting out under the force of his hands!

"Hurry up, I can't wait, otherwise..."

"Ah! Let go..." Dong Wenqian forcefully broke free from the voyeur's embrace.

"I'll do it myself!" The words had barely left her mouth when Dong Wenqian was shocked by her own words.

"I'll do it myself"—would she drug her husband, or would she willingly throw herself into the voyeur's arms, or both...? Hearing this, the voyeur felt that this young woman was about to become his plaything.

Dong Wenqian entered the bedroom with the pills and a lighter. She looked at her husband, still fast asleep on the bed, sleeping so peacefully. Last night, he had taken her twice; they had been so happy in bed. They had been together for nearly four years, and those memories were so beautiful.

But now… she no longer deserved to be his wife. Her body had been defiled by two other men, and she had even experienced orgasms while being humiliated by them. Sometimes, she had even craved their advances. What right did she have to be his wife…?

Thinking this, tears streamed down Dong Wenqian's face. She carefully lit the pills with the lighter, and soon wisps of white smoke rose, carrying a faint, pleasant fragrance. Dong Wenqian slowly backed away, tears already wetting her eyes and face. She knew that by drugging her husband, she would no longer live with him. The wisps of smoke ended their marital relationship, completely severing their lives together in this lifetime.

Dong Wenqian retreated to the doorway. In the instant she closed it, she glanced at her husband one last time, silently wishing him well. She wished him a happy life ahead!

Dong Wenqian gently closed the door, lowered her head, and took a deep breath. Then she raised her head, wiping away her tears. Looking at the person who had been secretly filming her on the sofa, she slowly walked over. Standing before him, Dong Wenqian paused briefly, then reached behind her and unbuttoned her pink nightgown, which quickly slipped to her feet.

Looking at the lustful man, Dong Wenqian said, "Conquer me for your own purposes!"

The man, already consumed by lust, quickly removed his own clothes, beginning his conquest to possess, ravage, and rape this young woman at will.

The morning sex brought Dong Wenqian to an unprecedented climax. The voyeur's skills were on full display. For nearly two hours, from the sofa to the living room floor, to the living room balcony, to the dining table, and finally to the bathroom, the voyeur's thick penis remained hard, constantly thrusting in and out of that mysterious yet familiar paradise, leaving traces of their frenzy everywhere.

Dong Wenqian was repeatedly brought to the peak of orgasm by the voyeur. Encouraged by the voyeur, Dong Wenqian moaned uncontrollably, screaming with pleasure. In the final frenzy, Dong Wenqian shouted wildly in the bathroom as the voyeur thrust forcefully: "Fuck me to death! Come on! Fuck me to death! I love your thick cock, I want to be your woman!"

From that morning on, Dong Wenqian knew she had completely succumbed. Facing her husband who had gotten up, her husband whom she had personally drugged, she had nothing more to say. She knew she was no longer worthy of further communication, no longer worthy of being his wife. She had no choice but to leave him, to leave the home that had given her so much joy and pain. But she didn't want her husband to know why she was leaving.

Therefore, she meticulously planned and wrote the divorce papers under various pretexts.

When Dong Wenqian saw Chen Jun sign her name in the car this morning, she burst into tears, yet felt a sense of relief. Her husband's departure lessened her moral guilt considerably; it seemed that as a single woman, she could do whatever she wanted in the future without worrying about anything else.

Chen Jun packed his bags and left the house.

As he hailed a taxi and sped away, Dong Wenqian got out. She still watched the departing taxi, murmuring in her heart, "I'm sorry, we're not meant to be in this life, see you in the next!" Then she slowly walked home.

The person taking the photos and the strange man exchanged glances and smiled in unison. He closed the car door and followed Dong Wenqian inside. Inside the room, a scene of boundless passion was destined to unfold.

A week has passed. At a family dance party, Dong Wenqian, the once-familiar chairwoman of a business conglomerate, appeared in a sexy black dress, accompanied by the person who had been secretly filming her. During the energetic dance, observant viewers noticed that Dong Wenqian wore nothing but the dress, revealing the clearly visible outline of her nipples.

No one except the photographer and the stranger knew how Dong Wenqian had spent the past week.

She was more mature, more alluring, and more sexy than before—all these changes had occurred within that week. During this time, Dong Wenqian stayed at home, while the photographer and the stranger indulged their desires on her, trying out various positions. This greatly stimulated Dong Wenqian's sexual nerves, fully satisfying and releasing her boundless desires.

Tonight, through the photographer's introduction, she would meet a mysterious figure—the stranger who had orchestrated her rape and the photographer's direct superior. She knew that tonight, their leader would not let her off easily.

After the dance, the voyeur led Dong Wenqian upstairs to a room and said to a middle-aged man, "Boss! She's here!!" Then, the voyeur closed the door and left.

Outside, the dance continued, while inside, at the middle-aged man's request, Dong Wenqian had removed her black dress. Her shy gaze fell on the bed. The unfamiliar middle-aged man had already undressed, his thick penis already erect from the stimulation of Dong Wenqian's naked, fair body and beautiful face; a large amount of fluid was already seeping from the glans. Dong Wenqian stared in astonishment at the thick penis, which was larger than both the voyeur's and the stranger's.

"Come here, baby, don't be afraid, I'll make you feel good. Come on, sit on it yourself!"

Dong Wenqian slowly climbed onto the bed, squatted down, spread her legs, and slowly sat down, her pubic hair gradually covering the hard, thick penis. The middle-aged man didn't seem to enjoy the pace. Perhaps he couldn't wait with the beautiful Dong Wenqian in front of him, or perhaps he saw her shy expression. He gripped her waist tightly and pressed down hard. His thick penis rubbed against her still-dry vaginal walls. Using the mattress's rebound, he thrust upwards again, pushing his penis deep inside.

"Ah! It hurts!" Dong Wenqian cried out.

"It won't hurt in a bit. You'll be begging me to fuck you," the middle-aged man chuckled. As

soon as he finished speaking, he pressed Dong Wenqian down on the bed. With the rise and fall of his hips, a new round of thrusting began. In this thrust, Dong Wenqian played a pitiful role. She sometimes screamed, sometimes moaned, her expressions driving the man on top of her even more frenzied…

The ball ended, but the passion in the room continued. The middle-aged man seemed to share the same boundless desire as Dong Wenqian, their bodies locked in a frenzied struggle. The only difference from before was that a mysterious five-colored butterfly with five colors had appeared at Dong Wenqian's cleavage...

The Tragic Tale of a Mature Woman (01) Prologue

A huge color wedding photo hung on the bedroom wall. In the photo frame, the groom in a black suit was full of vigor, while the bride in a white dress was even more charming.

At this moment, the bride in the photo frame was standing gracefully in front of the large bed in the bedroom, staring blankly at the photo frame.

However, the sweet and happy charm of the photo was long gone from her face. Instead, there was endless confusion and a melancholy between her brows. Although her cheeks still had the same blush as before, the aura emanating from that crimson color was full of shame.

Because the person lying on the bed behind her was no longer the husband she knew from the photograph; and of course, she was no longer wearing the pristine white wedding dress of yesteryear, but a black, semi-transparent silk lingerie, so transparent it was breathtaking, so narrow it was suffocating, tightly binding her full, alluring body.

The barely visible intimacy, the alluring curves, the overflowing fullness, ignited a flame of desire throughout the room.

"Are you ready?" a hurried voice sounded behind her: "We've wasted too much time, let's get started!"

The young woman trembled slightly at the words, then sighed softly, pulling her lingering gaze from the photograph frame and silently lowering her head.

She wanted to secretly wipe away the glistening tears in her eyes while her back was turned, but she found she couldn't free her hands—her right hand held her phone, while her left hand tightly gripped an unopened condom. She could only close her eyes and gently squeeze the tears out.

“Exposing such a voluptuous body to anyone other than your husband, yet you stand leisurely by the bed, calmly and proudly sticking your prized buttocks out to the side—don’t you think that’s cruel?” The other woman’s voice rose, becoming more urgent: “Hurry! Hurry up…”

The young woman didn’t turn around, her head still lowered.

“I can’t fucking stand it, even your back is so sexy! The crotch of your panties is almost sinking into your buttocks, turn around so I can see what’s in front of you…”

The young woman sighed again, opened her eyes, but still didn’t turn around.

Looking down at the daring black silk bra on her chest, her cheeks flushed again.

The revealing three-quarter cup style made her already obvious cleavage even deeper; and her round, protruding breasts and tender, erect nipples appeared even more alluring under the semi-transparent silk cups.

"Do you think this kind of delay is meaningful?" The other person suddenly sneered, "Although your lingerie is so sexy, I'm sure you'll obediently take it off piece by piece sooner or later, right in front of me! I advise you not to let my lust burn too brightly now, or I guarantee you won't even have time to get out of bed tonight!"

The young woman's body trembled again, then she let out a long breath, as if she had made up her mind, and finally turned around gracefully. Her quiet turn was filled with endless sorrow.

"Forget your husband!" His gaze, greedily fixed on her shapely body, revealed an unprecedented desire. "But before you completely forget him, you can silently tell him in your heart that you are currently wearing a pair of lewd, transparent lingerie he wouldn't even dare to dream of, proudly displaying your noble body—more alluring than being naked—before another man! Your breasts and vulva, visible even through your black underwear, including your red nipples and thick, dark pubic hair, are about to be possessed by someone other than your husband; the full body that originally belonged only to your husband will soon be subjected to another's manipulation, staging a series of magnificent yet tragic performances!"

"Ah..." When his thick, erect penis came into view, a strange light suddenly shone in the young woman's eyes.

She was suddenly surprised at why she had suddenly tied her hair back.

Her subconscious told her that at this moment, the most important thing she should do was climb into bed.

After a slight squeaking sound from the Simmons mattress, the room fell silent. Besides the black silk underwear, the unopened condom was also thrown under the bed.

The glass photo frame on the wall still shimmered faintly under the light. The glass frame reflected a wonderful scene in the room: a snow-white body gracefully straddling another body.

The Tragedy of a Mature Woman (02) Chapter 1 Virginity - Reminiscences on the Bus

Three years passed quietly in the process of experience and understanding.

This year, Wu Huaxin was thirteen years old.

Saying goodbye to the elementary school life that brought him endless warmth and full of melancholy, and saying goodbye to his most respected homeroom teacher Zheng Xianghong, Wu Huaxin stepped into the gate of Yuelong Middle School in Nantong City and began a brand new junior high school life.

Because the new school was far away, his father, Wu Xiong, sent him to his aunt's house, which was only a few hundred meters away from the Fourth Middle School.

Thirteen years old is an age of turmoil, an age of maturity; for the precocious Wu Huaxin, the thirteen-year-old will face more stimulation and turmoil.

In the classroom of Class 5, Grade 7 at Yuelong Middle School,

Wu Huaxin lay slumped over his desk, his eyes glazed over as he stared at the cicadas chirping in a large tree outside the window. His right hand barely supported his head, and drool dripped from the corner of his mouth. Outside, besides the tree and the cicadas, only the scorching sun beat down relentlessly on the empty playground.

Attending class in the sweltering afternoon was already a painful experience, especially with his English textbook—the last thing he wanted to see—on his desk. Therefore, being summoned by the Duke of Zhou (a figure associated with sleep) was only natural. Even worse, his homeroom teacher, Liu Wei, who was standing on the podium lecturing, was the teacher he hated most. This afternoon was pure torture for him.

Wu Huaxin didn't know how he had offended this beautiful but unsmiling young female teacher. Since they met, she had almost never smiled at him, always wearing a stern face and speaking in a harsh tone, as if she were his sworn enemy.

Especially after the mid-term exams, when Wu Huaxin's ranking in the class dropped from sixth to twenty-sixth, his teacher, Liu Wei, became exceptionally strict with him. Her demands on him seemed unusually high, and she imposed numerous restrictions. If Wu Huaxin made even the slightest mistake, she would reprimand him without hesitation: daydreaming in class, sleeping after class, messy handwriting, handing in homework late, misreading questions on tests, filling in answers in the wrong line… all would incur her extremely harsh reprimands.

Huaxin had been scolded by her on countless occasions. Therefore, he hated this arrogant, strict, and beautiful teacher, secretly giving her the nickname "Iron-Faced Shrew."

However, despite his hatred, he still had to attend classes. After all, he needed to have decent grades to show his family when he went home for summer vacation. So he had no choice but to patiently sit in his seat, forcing himself to listen to Liu Wei's cold voice. Unfortunately, filled with resentment and aversion, he simply couldn't concentrate.

Unconsciously, Wu Huaxin's mind became hazy, his eyelids began to droop, and his vision blurred as if covered by a layer of mist.

A last shred of self-awareness compelled him to force his eyes open, using his fingers to prop open his eyelids and force himself to look directly at the podium.

Unfortunately, only the teacher he disliked was on the podium, and staring at her was unbearably painful!

However, today Wu Huaxin noticed something different.

Upon closer inspection, he realized that this "stern-faced shrew" wasn't entirely useless; in fact, she was quite charming and attractive.

Twenty-eight-year-old Liu Wei wore a pristine white pencil skirt suit this afternoon, which accentuated her full breasts and rounded hips beautifully. Beneath the short skirt, her thighs, encased in sheer stockings, were slender and delicate. Her high-heeled sandals clattered as she walked, and her flowing black hair tossed as she turned, exuding the unique charm of a young woman. A gold necklace glittered at the low-cut neckline, and below it, her snow-white breasts and a hint of cleavage were visible.

Could it be that Liu Wei preferred front-closure bras? Wu Huaxin swallowed hard, secretly pondering. Exposing her breasts to this extent without revealing the bra's edge could only be achieved with a front closure. Judging from the bra lines visible on the dress, her bra had many patterns.

Could she, like Teacher Xiang Hong, also like to wear lace lingerie? Judging from her fullness, her bra size should be similar to Xiang Hong's, around 34C, and the shape would definitely be conical, quite nice.

Hua Xin licked his lips, staring directly at Liu Wei's chest; in his mind, he imagined her bare-chested, displaying her proud breasts to him, those alluring nipples, surely like Teacher Xiang Hong's, rosy, firm, and tender.

Looking further down, her noble buttocks were even more irresistible, not only round but also plump and perky, the tight-fitting dress revealing the shape of her buttocks without reservation; and those damned panties, so tight, hugging those alluring buttocks, shamelessly exposing their curves above the short skirt, clearly disregarding all the gentlemen in the world! It was simply enough to infuriate every lecher!

Countless men would surely cry out to the heavens, feeling utterly defeated, for not being able to hold such a perfect buttocks and play with them would undoubtedly be the greatest regret in the world! If jealousy could kill, her husband would have been cursed a thousand times by countless men and died a horrible death!

Since this tube skirt and underwear are so damnable, then let's take them off! And the rest of her clothes, strip them all off too! Wu Huaxin's eyes gleamed, as if he could see Liu Wei standing naked on the podium, one hand covering her genitals and the other holding a textbook, lecturing with irresistible charm…

Watching her voluptuous breasts and round buttocks, he couldn't help but masturbate through his pants; and at that moment, Liu Wei gracefully walked down from the podium to his seat, looking at him seductively.

"Wu Huaxin, what are you doing? Masturbating in front of the teacher is bad behavior! Hehe!" She smiled affectionately, revealing her white teeth, her naked body even more dazzling.

Wu Huaxin almost forgot to breathe.

"How about it? Isn't Teacher Liu's breasts beautiful? But you shouldn't masturbate in public! You're such a bad boy..." As she spoke, she bent over, puffed out her chest, and brought her snow-white, high breasts and tender, rosy nipples close to Wu Huaxin's eyes. "How annoying! If you want to look, then look all you want now! You'd better pay attention in class later! Hehe!" And so, she bent over and lay prostrate in front of Wu Huaxin.

Wu Huaxin nearly had a nosebleed! His eyes scanned Liu Wei's naked body relentlessly, and when they landed on her high-raised buttocks, he even felt a pang of jealousy towards the students watching from behind—from that angle, they must have seen her entire anus and groin!

"What? Still not satisfied?" Noticing his gaze, Liu Wei said coquettishly, "Teacher Liu's back door isn't for you to see casually!"

"Then, then the front..." He swallowed hard, pointing at Liu Wei's hand that was covering her genitals.

"How annoying..." Liu Wei's voice became even more lewd: "Knowing that Teacher already has a husband, you still want to see Teacher's... you know? The other students won't allow you to see it all by yourself!"

Wu Huaxin could no longer contain his surging lust, and with a "whoosh," he stood up from his seat, pounced on Liu Wei, and pushed her down onto the cold classroom floor.

"Teacher, I'll show you the consequences of seducing me!" He forcefully spread her legs, pulled away her hand, and brought her hairy genitals into view; then he pulled out his precocious, thick penis from his crotch and thrust it hard into Liu Wei's wet, tight vagina.

"Ah... Wu... Wu Huaxin, you bad boy! No! Don't!" Her cries echoed in his ears, lingering for a long time.

"Wu Huaxin! You can't do this, how can you rape a teacher like this?"

"Wu Huaxin! Stop, ah... please put down my legs first, okay?"

"Wu Huaxin! No! It's so deep... God! It's hitting the bottom again! I can't take it anymore!"

"Wu Huaxin! Did you hear that?"

Hmm? This voice doesn't sound right. Why isn't it passionate at all, not alluring at all?

Oh? Why is there a fog in front of me? It seems like a serious face has appeared—it's her! Liu Wei! When did she become so calm?

"Wu Huaxin! I'm calling you!"

Just as Wu Huaxin was lost in his reverie, a voice faintly sounded in his ear.

"Hey! Wu Huaxin! Wu Huaxin!" Suddenly, the voice turned into a stern reprimand, jolting Wu Huaxin awake from his beautiful dream like a thunderclap. "Wu Huaxin, have you slept enough?" Wu Huaxin felt

as if he had been doused with cold water, abruptly opening his eyes and returning to reality. His erect penis slumped down like a wilted eggplant.

It turned out that everything just now was just a beautiful dream! A short but unforgettable dream, an extremely absurd dream!

Wu Huaxin shook his head and rubbed his temples. When he opened his eyes and looked around, he realized something was terribly wrong.

Liu Wei on the podium had put down her lesson plan, put her hands on her hips, and glared at him with her beautiful almond-shaped eyes.

The whole class watched him in complete silence, sharing the suffocating calm before the storm.

"I'm so sorry to disturb your peaceful lunch break. How were you? Were you sleeping soundly? Do you need to sleep a little longer? Class hasn't ended yet anyway!" Liu Wei nodded repeatedly, speaking slowly in a low voice.

Hearing this voice, Wu Huaxin was startled awake, his scalp tingling and goosebumps rising all over his body: "I, I..."

"It's okay! You can continue if you haven't slept enough! You're used to sleeping in class anyway. Don't be shy, okay?" Liu Wei narrowed her eyes, crossing her arms as she spoke, her gaze like nuclear radiation fixed on Wu Huaxin. If her gaze could kill, Wu Huaxin would probably be dead a thousand times over. If

you're going to scold me, just scold me. This half-scolding, half-hitting attitude... is she trying to torture my nerves? Wu Huaxin sighed inwardly, cold sweat pouring down his forehead. She's just a thirteen-year-old child, there's no need to treat me like this!

This woman is something else…

“Heh…heh…no, no need…I…” He experienced for the first time how easily cold sweat could break out.

“Really no need?” Liu Wei’s voice was sweet as a devil’s.

“Really, no, no need…” Wu Huaxin’s heart sank to the bottom of the Mariana Trench.

“Then,” Liu Wei’s gentleness evaporated from her face in an instant, her eyes snapped open, and she shouted through gritted teeth, “Please stand up!”

Huaxin’s head buzzed. Although he had prepared himself mentally, he still felt like a building was collapsing, and he was stunned on the spot. What was bound to happen had happened. He never expected this woman to change so quickly.

“I don’t want to say it a third time. Please stand up immediately! Now!” Liu Wei’s eyes were like fire, and her voice was stern and infuriating.

Wu Huaxin didn’t have time to think. He could only straighten his numb legs, stand up helplessly, and slump against the desk. Although he was only thirteen years old, his precocious 1.55-meter height made him look somewhat burly when he stood up. He could feel the gazes from his classmates, mostly sympathetic, but some were gloating.

Among all these gazes, three stood out slightly. One was from his best friend, Sun Qiang, filled with pity and disappointment; another was from Wu Batian, the troublemaker sitting in the last row, filled with smugness and hostility; and the third was from their female class monitor—a girl named Chen Xinjie. Her gaze was peculiar, making Wu Huaxin feel uneasy; since the start of the semester, she seemed to be paying special attention to him.

"Raise your head! Look at the teacher! Look at the blackboard!" Liu Wei gave the order, then turned back to continue her lesson.

Wu Huaxin understood his fate for the afternoon—standing until the end of the school day. Helpless, he had to withdraw his glances at Chen Xinjie and look at the blackboard again.

At 5:45 p.m., when the school bell rang, Wu Huaxin's legs were completely numb.

Liu Wei glanced at him expressionlessly, then raised her voice and said "Class dismissed" to the whole class. She then tucked her lesson plan under her arm, turned gracefully, and swayed her slender waist and ample hips as she slowly walked out of the classroom.

The whole class erupted in a commotion, preparing for their journeys home; a few quick-footed students had already run out of the classroom.

Wu Huaxin slumped into his seat, dejected. Sun Qiang packed his bag and came to him.

"Don't ever doze off in English class again!" Sun Qiang seemed to want to laugh but dared not show it: "That woman is formidable; you'd better watch out!"

"Fine! I guess I'm just unlucky!" Wu Huaxin seemed quite magnanimous: "I won't hold a grudge! Humph! Let's not talk about it anymore! Let's go home! How about we go swimming this weekend?" With that, he picked up his bag and walked out of the classroom shoulder to shoulder with Sun Qiang.

Of course, behind him, Chen Xinjie's gaze seemed to be fixed on him the entire time, watching him until he left the classroom.

As they approached the school gate, Wu Huaxin, amidst the crowd, spotted a strikingly beautiful woman in her thirties standing ahead.

"Oh! You're so lucky! She still insists on walking home with you every day," he said, glancing enviously at Sun Qiang.

To his surprise, Sun Qiang's expression suddenly changed drastically, turning ugly.

"Hmph! Who cares about her fake smile! Hypocritical! Shameless!" Sun Qiang cursed, his face darkening.

It turned out that the woman standing ahead was Yang Lu, thirty-two years old, the physics teacher of Class 2, Grade 9. Of course, she also had a special identity—Sun Qiang's stepmother.

Sun Qiang, also thirteen, lost his mother at the age of five and was raised by his father, Sun Zhengyan.

It wasn't until Sun Qiang was ten, three years ago, that his father remarried Yang Lu, giving him a stepmother.

Unlike other stepmothers, the virtuous and gentle Yang Lu treated Sun Qiang exceptionally well, completely regarding him as her own child. She not only cared for him meticulously in his daily life but also actively encouraged and diligently tutored him in his studies. Sun Qiang was clearly moved by her kindness.

Nine out of ten stepmothers are bad, only one is good, and Sun Qiang had undoubtedly encountered this one; therefore, he deeply loved Yang Lu, and their relationship was very harmonious, which greatly pleased Sun Zhengyan. Thus, a year ago, he confidently went abroad to do business, leaving Yang Lu to care for Sun Qiang. Sun Qiang felt

very happy to have such a stepmother.

However, this idyllic life didn't last long.

Since three months ago, when Sun Qiang's cousin, Sun Wei, started boarding at their house to study, their happy life together was shattered. Their dreamlike days gradually faded away, replaced by Sun Wei's intrusion. During this time, some unpleasant events occurred, causing Sun Qiang's attitude towards Yang Lu to change drastically.

With the arrival of his eighteen-year-old cousin, Sun Wei, Sun Qiang quickly noticed that Yang Lu was gradually shifting her focus to him.

At first, Sun Qiang thought this was simply hospitality, but later he realized something was very wrong. Although Yang Lu still tried her best to care for him, Sun Qiang felt that this care was forced and completely overshadowed by her affection for another person; that person was Sun Wei.

Unlike before, Yang Lu no longer woke Sun Qiang up early every morning, but instead actively urged Sun Wei to get up early. Yang Lu was also clearly not as attentive to Sun Qiang's homework as before, simply asking about it; conversely, she showed particular concern for Sun Wei's studies, often going to his room to tutor him, sometimes until late at night. Yang Lu also seemed less enthusiastic about Sun Qiang's life than before, merely providing him with enough food and clothing; while her concern and meticulous care for Sun Wei were almost excessive.

Every weekend, Yang Lu stopped taking Sun Qiang to the park and instead spent all her time dragging Sun Wei shopping for clothes.

Whenever Sun Wei came home from school, Yang Lu would immediately drop everything and rush to the entrance to help him change his shoes; at mealtimes, she would always watch him eat with a smile, enthusiastically serving him food; and at night, she would often come to his bedside to tuck him in…

All of this deeply pained Sun Qiang.

If Sun Wei were an honest and kind child, Sun Qiang could accept it, but this Sun Wei was a truly bad child! Sun Qiang couldn't understand why Yang Lu was so good to Sun Wei.

Although Sun Wei was fair-skinned, he was cunning, domineering, and very calculating—even somewhat sinister. At eighteen, he had already taken the college entrance exam but failed. Now, he was in a cram school for seniors at Yuelong Middle School, but he remained unmotivated, indulging in play and neglecting his studies. His grades were consistently among the lowest in the class. Furthermore, he had picked up many bad habits of young people from the community, secretly smoking, drinking, and even watching pornographic books and DVDs.

What angered Sun Qiang even more was that Sun Wei harbored lustful thoughts towards Yang Lu!

Less than a week after Sun Wei arrived, Sun Qiang discovered that he had secretly kept several of Yang Lu's underwear. Last month, he personally witnessed Sun Wei standing on a stool by the bathroom ventilation window, spying on Yang Lu while she showered.

One evening, Sun Wei, using the excuse of not knowing how to do his homework, insisted that Yang Lu, who was about to go to sleep, tutor him. As Yang Lu, wearing a revealing nightgown, patiently explained things to him, Sun Wei's gaze was fixed on her low neckline, taking in the view of her breasts. Even Sun Qiang, outside the door, could see her deep cleavage, let alone Sun Wei, who was so close; he was sure even her nipples couldn't escape his gaze.

Just as Sun Qiang was about to leave, heartbroken, he saw Sun Wei inside deliberately drop his pen on the floor, then bend down to pick it up, taking the opportunity to peek at the breathtaking view beneath Yang Lu's short nightgown. Even Sun Qiang outside could see that his stepmother wasn't wearing underwear under her short nightgown…

"You beast!" Thinking about these things, Sun Qiang gritted his teeth in hatred.

He remembered that even when Sun Wei made a big mistake, Yang Lu never scolded him, always indulging him.

Couldn't Yang Lu see Sun Wei's flaws? Did she really only know how to spoil this bad boy? Even if she cared about Sun Wei and was afraid he would go astray, she shouldn't have used such methods! And she shouldn't have been so cold towards him because of this, right? Although she still outwardly appeared to care for Sun Qiang, he could sense the strangeness in her heart.

After all, she was still his stepmother!

Sun Qiang was deeply pained by this. Over time, this pain turned into resentment, even hatred.

So, now, as soon as he saw Yang Lu, Sun Qiang's face immediately darkened.

"Hey! Are you two out of school?" As soon as she reached him, Yang Lu greeted him warmly, "Were you both well-behaved today? Hua Xin, you should try to change your sleepy habit! Hehe!"

"Oh—Hello, Aunt Yang!" Wu Hua Xin noticed Sun Qiang's strange expression but didn't press the matter, so she forced a smile.

"Hurry back and study! Xiao Qiang, we have a long way to go, we need to hurry! Otherwise, if we miss the bus, the next one won't be for another half hour!" Yang Lu still smiled sweetly, and took Sun Qiang's hand.

"Hmph! I don't need your fake concern! I can walk by myself." With that, Sun Qiang avoided Yang Lu's fair hand and walked straight ahead.

Yang Lu looked slightly embarrassed. She smiled apologetically, said goodbye to Wu Huaxin, and then turned and quickly chased after Sun Qiang.

Wu Huaxin stared for a long time, not understanding why Sun Qiang would behave this way. He sighed and also left the school. When

Sun Qiang squeezed onto the bus, it was already packed. He and Yang Lu had to stand in the aisle, leaning against the handrail for balance.

In the crowded bus, Sun Qiang couldn't help but turn to look at Yang Lu several times. Yang Lu smiled at him, wanting to say something; so he immediately turned his head away, ignoring her.

Actually, until three days ago, Sun Qiang still had a good impression of Yang Lu because he thought that Yang Lu might have been trying to help Sun Wei, but her methods were inappropriate and she was too indulgent. However, what happened on Sunday three days ago completely shattered Sun Qiang's respect and affection for Yang Lu. He truly and thoroughly resented Yang Lu.

As the bus swayed along, Sun Qiang's thoughts drifted back to that afternoon three days earlier…

That Sunday afternoon was sweltering.

Before 2 PM, Sun Qiang arrived at school early, ready to participate in his extracurricular activity. Like Wu Huaxin, he was enrolled in a painting class. Coincidentally, the painting teacher had an emergency and couldn't come that afternoon, so the school gave everyone free time. The students were overjoyed, rushing to the playground to play.

Sun Qiang dragged Wu Huaxin and a few other classmates to play basketball. Soon, he was drenched in sweat. Seeing that he had nothing to do at school, he figured he might as well go home early; maybe he could help Yang Lu in some way. So he ran to the public washbasin by the playground, washed his face with tap water, and said goodbye to everyone.

When Sun Qiang got off the No. 20 bus and arrived home, he checked his watch and it was only a little past 3:30 PM—two hours earlier than usual.

"Aunt Yang Lu probably finished her afternoon nap and is preparing for tomorrow's lessons, right?" Sun Qiang always addressed Yang Lu as "Auntie." Although she treated him well, she was still his stepmother, and Sun Qiang had never called her "Mom."

Thinking this, he took out his key and gently opened the front door. After entering the foyer, he turned and closed the door behind him, then went into the living room. Sun Qiang peeked inside and saw that Yang Lu and Sun Wei's bedroom doors were still tightly closed.

"Are they all still resting? That Sun Wei must still be fast asleep, right? That lazybones never knows how to be diligent." Sun Qiang thought to himself, tiptoeing to his small room on the west side and gently taking off his schoolbag. Then, he returned to the living room, quietly sat down on the large sofa, picked up the kettle on the coffee table, and gulped down a large mouthful of tea.

The living room was quiet.

"Could it be that Aunt Yang was too tired from teaching the day before yesterday? Is she still taking a nap at this hour? She should usually get up to prepare lessons at 3 o'clock!" Sun Qiang muttered to himself, slowly putting down the teapot.

Just as he was about to lean back on the sofa and stretch, he suddenly heard a faint sound coming from Yang Lu's room. Listening carefully, it seemed to be coming from the television.

"What? Isn't Aunt Yang sleeping?" Sun Qiang found it strange, because he knew that Yang Lu never watched TV during the day.

He stood up, tiptoed to Yang Lu's room door, and upon closer inspection, he saw that Yang Lu's door was not closed completely, but rather left a crack. Because the living room was rather dimly lit, the crack in the door brought a ray of light to Sun Qiang.

Curious, he peered through the crack and, sure enough, saw that the television in Yang Lu's room was on. Since the television was directly facing the crack, he could see the characters on the screen performing vividly.

Because the door had a right-hand handle, limited by his view and the door's obstruction, Sun Qiang could only see the floor in front of the television, not the bed to his left, unless he pushed the door open further.

Sun Qiang knew that Yang Lu's bed was to the left of the crack, followed by her desk. Despite his curiosity, out of respect for his stepmother, he didn't rashly push the door open to peek.

Just as Sun Qiang was struggling with this dilemma, a gentle breeze suddenly blew in, not only moving the curtains but also opening the door even wider. After confirming that Yang Lu inside hadn't noticed the commotion outside, Sun Qiang mustered his courage, shifted his body to the right of the crack in the door, and pressed his head against it. He finally managed to catch a glimpse of the edge of Yang Lu's Simmons bed.

Although he only saw the edge, what he saw startled him! He saw two fair, plump thighs kneeling in front of the bed. Below these alluring thighs were bent knees, shapely calves, and feet in red cloth slippers. Above the thighs was a round, high-perched bottom. A bright red, drawstring cotton thong clung tightly to these sexy buttocks, ruthlessly exposing their elegant curves to the air.

The fair skin and alluring curves clearly indicated their owner's female identity, and the damned lingerie further proclaimed the lady's elegance and sensuality.

Who else could she be? The only person who could appear in this room dressed like this was Yang Lu—Sun Qiang's stepmother.

Although he could only see her buttocks and thighs from the side, Yang Lu's allure completely stunned Sun Qiang.

With his lower body reacting with arousal, Sun Qiang's brain buzzed, and his hormones surged. This unprecedented sight thoroughly assaulted and swept through the deepest recesses of his heart.

Yang Lu's buttocks were almost flawless: first, the color—snow-white like a lotus, like jade, fair and lustrous, glistening with moisture, giving an impression of elegance and freshness, purity and simplicity; second, the shape—round yet graceful, full yet dignified, high yet curvaceous, so beautiful it seemed almost too precious to touch, inspiring a feeling that even a fleeting embrace would be enough to make one's life complete.

Her pitiful panties were utterly superfluous and pathetic; not only did they fail to block a man's gaze, but they also accentuated her captivating curves, making them seem even more alluring. What was most shocking was the crotch of her panties, disappearing between her buttocks, a touch of red amidst the tender white bush, making every viewer think of her concealed anus, her pink chrysanthemum, her rose-colored valley, and her pubic hair…

The only regret was that Yang Lu's upper body couldn't be seen.

Clearly, Yang Lu's upper body was lying prone on the bed, and the door perfectly obscured her upper body, leaving only her alluring lower body visible, causing Sun Qiang, peering through the crack in the door, to let his imagination run wild.

Suddenly, Sun Qiang withdrew his impulsive fantasies and began to wonder about Yang Lu's current situation.

Why was she moving around in the room wearing only underwear? Didn't she know she hadn't closed the door?

Didn't she know that a man other than her husband lived next door?

Why was she kneeling beside her bed? Why was she constantly wriggling her hips? What was she doing lying almost naked on the bed?

Why was she turning the TV on loudly without actually watching it? Was she trying to hide something by never watching TV during the day?

A series of questions flashed through Sun Qiang's mind, making him increasingly uneasy.

However, the door remained relentlessly blocking his view, abruptly cutting off the scene before him. Aside from her kneeling legs, her sweaty buttocks, and her swaying waist, Sun Qiang could see nothing further.

He was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, almost wanting to push the door open to see for himself, but he couldn't. After all, Yang Lu was his stepmother, someone he had always respected.

Just then, like a stone thrown into a calm pond, the telephone in the room suddenly rang, its clear ring drowning out the television's static.

As Sun Qiang panicked, unsure whether to hide or stay by the door, a familiar voice came from inside: "Let me answer the phone!"

Indeed, it was Yang Lu's voice! But unlike her usual solemnity, today her voice was full of passion and allure.

Sun Qiang felt a buzzing in his head. His body trembled as he looked back through the narrow crack in the door. He could hardly believe his eyes!

He finally saw Yang Lu's entire body. Although the crack was still only as wide as before, Yang Lu, having heard the phone ring, had clearly straightened up from her prone position on the bed, placing her entire body on the right side of the crack, within Sun Qiang's line of sight.

Only then did Sun Qiang realize with astonishment that Yang Lu wasn't wearing any clothes on her upper body—she was proudly displaying a pair of lively, trembling breasts, smiling as she looked down at the bed in front of her. Of course, what she was looking at was still unknown. However, Sun Qiang noticed that the lipstick around Yang Lu's lips had become blurred, and it seemed as if some liquid was dripping from the corner of her mouth.

Just as Sun Qiang was marveling at her fair, firm breasts and bright red, mature nipples, Yang Lu stood up coquettishly, preparing to turn and go to the table to answer the phone.

At this moment, Sun Qiang was completely stunned!

Because, at that moment, a man's voice came from inside the room: "Then you'd better obediently accept your punishment first!" The voice clearly came from the left side of the door crack.

As soon as the words were spoken, a large hand suddenly reached out and lingered on Yang Lu's left breast, wantonly kneading it. On that hand's arm was a ten-centimeter-long tattoo of a blue dragon.

Yang Lu shook her head helplessly, gave a bitter smile, and straightened up.

Then, under Yang Lu's shy gaze, the hand released her breast, slid down to her waist, and grabbed the knot of her thong...

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