[A Night of Passion] Chapter 2

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Chapter Two: Past Events Like Smoke Thinking

of my sister and husband would stir a hint of excitement in me. "I couldn't help but think. My hand reached towards my private parts, which were already wet. "

Ahhh," I gently rubbed them. "No, how did I become like this?" Looking at my hands,

a sense of guilt inside me. I felt increasingly unfamiliar with myself, not even recognizing myself.

Xue Ming, perhaps awakened by his own moans, rubbed his eyes and put on his gold-rimmed glasses. "Sister,

how long have you been awake?" "Not long." Looking around, we had slept on the ground all night. "Sister, should we

go back ? We'll catch a cold from the dew when it gets light." "Okay."

As I got up, I realized that when I had fled yesterday, mistaking my brother-in-law for a stalker, my skirt had been torn off by the low

bushes , exposing my full buttocks to the air. A cool breeze seeped into my heart, and my pink lace

panties were also peeking out.

My brother-in-law stared blankly. I coughed, and he quickly explained, "Sister, you're so beautiful, I'm mesmerized." My

face instantly turned crimson. Seeing my shyness, he continued, "Sis, you're still so beautiful even without makeup."

Adjusting his t-shirt, he realized his brother-in-law had been too rough last night; his bra strap was broken, and since he was wearing a front-

fastening bra, his full breasts had already broken free of the t-shirt's restraint, standing proudly like rabbits

. Looking closely, the veins on them were clearly visible.

He chuckled, and I, annoyed, said, "You're still laughing? It's all your fault!" I

pounded my fists on his chest.

Suddenly, he grabbed my hand. "Sis, I'll take responsibility, because I really like you, it's not just a passing fancy."

As a woman, especially one my age, hearing such a handsome man with such a charming voice and

refined manner say these words to me moved me deeply. I leaned against his chest. "Sis

, let's go back." "Okay."

We stepped over the low bushes... Stepping onto the street, I found it already filled with people doing their morning exercises and singing. Thinking about my

disheveled appearance, I felt a pang of embarrassment, yet also a strange sense of exposure...

My breasts bounced up and down with each steady step. Without the restraint of a bra,

the friction between my breasts and t-shirt caused them to stand erect in no time, and my private parts began to itch.

"No, no, this is a normal reaction. I wouldn't be so lewd, no..." My

mind went blank. Although I thought this, I still enjoyed the stimulation brought by exposure. My brother-in-law and I both

lowered our heads , and passersby couldn't help but stare at my buttocks and breasts...

Finally, we arrived at the building where we lived. I hurriedly greeted the security guard and went to my floor.

I lived on the fifth floor, and my brother-in-law and sister lived on the sixth floor (my brother-in-law and sister's house was also bought with the help of my husband. The floors were upstairs and downstairs,

as detailed in Chapter 1, so I won't repeat it here). My brother-in-law arrived first. I watched him open the door and call out to the room, but no one answered.

It seemed that as a public relations officer for a well-known cosmetics company, he was probably out drinking with guests all night and hadn't come home.

He smiled at me, turned, closed the door, and went into his room. I continued to take the elevator to the fifth floor, took out my key,

opened , and my son was standing behind it. "Mom, you're back. What happened?" he said, glancing at my

chest and torn skirt...

"Nothing, nothing. I just got hit by a car. It's nothing." "Oh, I got up to pee. If it's nothing, I

'll go back to my room. You should take a shower and change your clothes." "Wait, why are you home today?" "It's Sunday

. School's out. I brought my clothes from the dorm back to wash." Yes, it's Sunday. How could I have forgotten

? I see my son so little on weekdays, and we've gradually drifted apart. I even forgot he was coming home for the weekend...

My son turned and went back to his room. I could feel his gaze burning on me. I hurriedly went back to my room, grabbed a few

clothes , and headed to the bathroom. There were piles of clothes next to the bathroom, presumably the clothes my son brought back from school.

"This child, why does he leave everything lying around?" She muttered to herself as she put her son's clothes in

the washing machine . Suddenly, a brightly colored pair of underwear caught her eye. These were her son's underwear? A fishy smell wafted out. This,

this, could this be…? "It seems my son has really grown up," she thought with a hollow feeling. Her son,

like a bird leaving the nest, would one day fly far away.

Six months ago, she accidentally glimpsed her son masturbating while walking past his room. Her husband rarely came home, living and eating at

the company, and rarely inquired about their son's affairs. She could feel how much her son lacked parental love at boarding school.

Now, her son had even learned to masturbate. Although moderate masturbation is harmless, she worried it would interfere with his studies. Since

then she had silently observed how often her son masturbated. Fortunately, he only masturbated occasionally, so it seemed

harmless. As a mother, she didn't want to expose him, so she let it go.

After throwing my son's clothes into the washing machine, I started showering. I had arranged to meet several

ladies . Everyone in this neighborhood is wealthy and influential;

the only pastime these ladies who moved here have is shopping and tea.

After showering and changing, I hurriedly pulled out a few hundred yuan and placed it on the table, calling out to my son's room,

"Son, Mom's going out for tea with your Aunt Fang and the others. There's money on the table; order takeout if you're hungry."

"Okay," came a brief reply from my son's room.

I pressed the elevator button, stopping on the fourth floor. The door opened, and my brother-in-law walked in. I smiled sweetly, "

Working on Sunday?" "Oh, yes, the company has a few clients to entertain today. Sister, you went for tea again?" "Yeah,

Bingling didn't come home again tonight?" "You know your sister, she works in public relations. It's a habit; she often

drinks with clients and doesn't come home all night. It's just a habit." From Xue Ming's eyes, I could tell he hadn't been happy these past few years either,

and I empathized with him: "Xue Ming, I'm sorry you've suffered like this." "It's alright, sis, I have you now." We smiled warmly at each other and

walked out of the elevator side by side. Since everyone in the neighborhood was an acquaintance, we didn't dare to be too intimate, afraid of attracting gossip.

(Separation line)

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