[Incestuous and Promiscuous Behavior] [Author: Cheng Rengu]

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At sixteen, I experienced my first attraction to a mature woman. Although nothing happened, I
never imagined that years later, there would be a sequel. So who says, "There is nothing new under the sun"?!

Back then, my parents and I lived in "Kong Tsui Terrace" in Chai Wan. It was a small unit, but it was enough
for our family of three. I remember there was a restaurant in the estate—I won't
advertise for them here—a small, down-to-earth Chinese restaurant. We had tea and dim sum during the day, and seafood
dishes .

My parents were both civil servants; not wealthy, but comfortably middle-class, so we often
ate . I remember that year, a female minister suddenly arrived, arousing my desire for women. I
originally thought I was only interested in girls my own age, but after seeing her demeanor, figure, and attire,
I found that my feelings for her were a hundred times stronger.

It was a Sunday morning, and my parents and I went there for tea. We were greeted by a
female minister, about thirty years old. She spoke with a slight regional accent, and although she spoke fluent Cantonese, it was easy to tell from the endings of
her words she was from mainland China.

At that time, mainland China had not yet officially occupied Hong Kong, and many newly arrived compatriots worked in ordinary service
industries. I didn't have much affection for them, but she was different. Her gentle and beautiful voice captivated my youthful
soul .

Of course, the main reason was that she was a beautiful woman from the North, with fair skin, shoulder-length hair, and a face with round eyes and a pointed nose.
The most distinctive feature was her wide jawline. Although she had a square jaw, her features were so exquisite and perfect that she looked truly beautiful
overall , somewhat like a young Brigitte Lin. She wasn't tall, about five feet three inches, but she
had a superb figure, with a full bust, a slender waist, and a pair of long, beautiful legs.

I don't know if it was her background or the restaurant's standards, but her clothes were very old-fashioned and conservative. She wore a white shirt underneath
a narrow black blazer, a black suit skirt, flesh-colored
stockings , and black patent leather high heels.

This outfit was quite ordinary in the restaurant; almost all the female managers and department heads dressed the same.
Being young, I never considered what was so attractive about a woman more than ten years my senior, so I didn't initially pay her any attention. It wasn't
until my father spoke to her, saying,

"Sister Ling, you look beautiful today, radiant! Got a date after work? Hehehe!" Although my mother was
sitting next to him, she knew my father well—he was a smooth talker, but also a
very proper man—so she politely smiled in return.

Sister Ling replied, "Oh, thank you, Mr. Huang, you're so funny! But no, I'll just be the same as usual.
Come, come, shall I treat you to some dim sum?" She waved for the dim sum cart, took two baskets of dim sum, and
signed the receipt, indicating that the extra charge for tea and dishes would be waived.

Of course, Mom knew that Dad had a good relationship with the restaurant's staff. Besides the benefits, it meant they didn't have to wait in line
when , so she never minded him doing so.

But Dad's words made me look closely. The woman in front of me was really beautiful. Her shy, sweet smile after hearing
the compliment , and the way her half-undone blouse revealed her chest when she bent over to write—I stared at her intently.
Dad continued flirting with her, but I couldn't hear him. I was only focused on the fleshy legs peeking out from under her skirt as she turned to leave
.

The skirt wasn't very short, but the slit was quite high, and I could clearly see most of her thighs. How could she be so sexy under those old-fashioned
flesh-colored stockings?! I had a strong urge to reach out and touch her, and even more so, to peek under her skirt
.

I remember that after that moment, I kept watching her move around the restaurant throughout the entire meal, observing her
flirtatious manner as she spoke to customers, and how she would casually slip off one of her high heels when she stopped to rest by the counter. I longed
to grab then and didn't know the art of peeping. Many times
, she noticed my lustful gaze, but perhaps she treated me like a child; whenever our eyes met, she would politely
nod and smile sweetly.

That day, after returning home, I couldn't resist hiding in the bathroom, fantasizing about her shapely legs, and taking care of myself.

I discovered that, except for Sundays, Sister Ling worked the night shift, and around 3 PM every day, she would
ride her bicycle up the slope. Later, I found out that she lived in a public housing estate near Hing Wah Estate, a very
small unit of about 300 square feet.

Coincidentally, I finished class at 2:30 PM every Wednesday, and I would rush home to wait for her to ride her bicycle past at the bottom of the slope
.

Because she lived nearby, she was used to changing into her work clothes at home before cycling to work. She wore
a shirt, black mini-skirt, and flesh-colored stockings, but with white sneakers—a rather dowdy look, but on a beautiful
woman
like her, it became incredibly sexy. In mainland China, Taiwan, or Japan, wearing skirts while cycling is quite common, but Hong Kong girls are always very concerned about accidentally showing too much skin, feeling it's shameful. But really, what's the big deal?!

Sometimes I arrive early and have to stand there for twenty minutes to see Sister Ling cycling up the slope
, but when I see those beautiful legs in flesh-colored stockings swaying up and down, when she sweats and
breathes , and when I occasionally catch a glimpse of her skirt, the wait is definitely worth it!!

Until that day, I remember it was also a Wednesday. I was waiting for her at the street corner as usual, but she was late
. Perhaps because she was in a hurry, she accidentally bumped into the iron railing halfway up the slope,
falling to the ground and damaging the front wheel of her bicycle.

I saw her sitting on the ground with obvious scrapes and sprains on her ankle, so I immediately ran over to check on her. By then,
passersby on the street were also watching.

She was clutching her right foot in pain. I sat down next to her and said,

"Sister Ling! Are you alright?!"

She looked at me several times but didn't recognize me, but said, "Ah... ah... I'm fine...
just a sprain... And you are?"

I replied, "I'm 'Jiaqin,' Huang Sheng's son... you know... a customer at your restaurant,
a family of three."

She thought for a moment and then remembered me. After all, we went there for dim sum almost every week, and sometimes
we would go for dinner on Sunday nights when my mother didn't cook.

Sister Ling said, "Oh, right, it's you... I'm so clumsy! How rude of me... Ah..."

I reached out and placed my hand on her ankle, gently rubbing it a couple of times. I was very excited; this was my first
physical contact with my dream girl. At first, she wanted to avoid me, but seeing my concerned expression, she let me rub it gently.

"Ouch!! It hurts~~~ Don't be so rough..." These words struck a chord with me.
I don't know how many times I had fantasized about her saying that. It was so alluring when she said it, making me feel both pity
and love.

I had no choice but to stop and said, "Sister Ling, but you can't just sit here. Come on, let me help you up!"

She noticed the stares of passersby and reached out to press my shoulder. I then slipped my right hand under her armpit and
down her back. Besides gently touching her bra that covered her large breasts, I immediately smelled the sweat under her armpit.

Oh!! This was the first time I had ever smelled the scent of a mature woman! Ling's sweat didn't smell bad at all; instead, it had
a soapy smell mixed with a strong fragrance—an indescribable scent. I felt a jolt of electricity run from
my nose to the back of my head, followed by a rush of blood to my genitals.

I tried to help her up, but the moment she put weight on her right leg, the pain caused her to lose her balance, and I immediately pulled her
into my arms . You see, although I was only sixteen at the time, I was a basketball player on the school team, standing at 5'11",
so I could easily hug a 5'3" mature woman.

After we hugged, she kept saying, "Oh! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!!" But she still couldn't put
weight on her right leg. I enjoyed the embrace of the hot beauty for a moment until she finally found her balance and leaned on
me to stand up.

I helped her to the bicycle. She saw the front wheel was bent into a knot and cried out in distress, "Oh no!!!
It's ruined... I'm already late..."

I said, "Sister Ling, don't worry, my friend works at a bicycle shop, it'll be easy to change the front wheel. Don't
worry ! I'll help you up to the restaurant first, then I'll come back to get the bicycle for repair, okay?"

Unexpectedly, Sister Ling looked at me with tears in her eyes and said, "This... how can I accept this? This has nothing to do with
you..."

I laughed and said, "Don't be silly, it's nothing! Does it still hurt? Let me help you..."

But after we walked a few steps, she still couldn't continue. Without saying a word, I stood in front of her, bent over, and
said, "Sister Ling, if you don't mind, I can carry you!"

In this situation, how could she mind? She gently leaned against my back. Her bra was very thin and soft;
I could clearly feel that her breasts were indeed large, round, and soft.

After I carried her on my back, I reached out and supported her thighs. The warm, soft feel of her stockings was a completely different experience!
I even carefully and gently pulled down her skirt to make sure she wasn't exposed. Seeing me do this, she confidently clasped
her hands around my neck.

Actually, she was very light, so the uphill walk wasn't strenuous at all; in fact, it was the most enjoyable part.

Upon entering the restaurant, the staff were resting after the tea service. A waitress saw me carrying Sister Ling and
immediately ran over, saying,

"Sister Ling!! What happened?! Are you alright?!"

Sister Ling, still on my back, replied, "I had a bicycle accident, but it's nothing serious, just a sprained ankle!"

A moment later, more staff and chefs surrounded us. One of the pastry chefs exclaimed, "Wow!!
It's really swollen! Does Manager Liang know?!"

A female employee immediately ran inside, while another waitress said, "Oh dear, if Manager Liang knew
his wife was like this, he'd be heartbroken!"

At that moment, I realized that Sister Ling was already married, and even the manager of this restaurant. That must be
why she worked here! A pang of jealousy shot through me, but I told myself, how could such a beautiful young woman not have a man?
How foolish!

Soon after, Manager Liang arrived. I'd often run into this man before; he was a thin, middle-aged
man. Occasionally, I'd see him smoking at the back door of the restaurant. Judging from his appearance, he was probably more than ten years older than Sister Ling.

He came up to me, and instead of asking about Sister Ling's injuries, he asked who I was. I replied, "Me?! I'm a regular
here ... I saw Sister Ling's accident and wanted to help..."

He said with a dark expression, "Ah~ thank you for your trouble, but... could you put my wife down?!"

I immediately put Sister Ling down on a chair, feeling embarrassed, after all, I had something to hide. But Sister Ling
said angrily,

"What kind of attitude is this?! Someone saved your wife and even carried me up the slope, why are you jealous?!"

He replied in a similarly harsh tone, "I didn't say I wasn't grateful, but he could have come up to us for help first.
Judging from his expression, he seemed quite pleased, didn't he?!"

This left the employees present speechless, and everyone clearly felt he was in the wrong, so they
pretended to be busy with other things and left, turning their attention elsewhere.

Sister Ling continued, "You're really unreasonable!! You're so annoying!!! I've taken sick leave! Come on, Jiaqin
, can you carry me to the bus stop?"

I didn't dare to move, but said, "Of course..."

Manager Liang, however, grabbed Sister Ling in a fit of rage, trying to carry her, saying, "Don't be stubborn! Saying these things to
anger me won't work! Come on, I'll carry you~"

Sister Ling pushed him away with one hand, waving for me to come forward, and I immediately complied. This only made Manager Liang angrier.
He glared at me and said, "Little kid, you try and see if I can handle you!!"

Seeing that I didn't move, Sister Ling stood up and hopped towards me on one foot, saying to Manager Liang,
"Are you crazy! Don't touch me!!! Don't follow me!!!!"

I caught her and let her slowly climb onto my back. Manager Liang really wanted to hit me, but luckily
the pastry chefs behind him pulled him back, saying, "Manager, don't argue anymore. Just let her go.
Don't ..."

The waitresses were all protective of Sister Ling and stepped in to separate us, saying, "Please don't do this...
It's a small matter. This child meant well..."

Another female worker whispered to me, "Then... why don't you take her to the clinic by taxi? Come on,
Auntie has some money here. If you have time, you can go with her, okay?!" Then she stuffed a hundred yuan into my
hand .

Ling, standing behind them, started crying and said, "Sobbing... Jiaqin, I'm so sorry to have troubled you. Please
don't pay attention to him, he's mentally ill... Come on! Let's leave quickly!"

So I quickly carried her outside and ran to the street. We hailed a taxi and got in together
.

In the car, Sister Ling stopped crying and said to the driver, "Excuse me, Hing Wah Estate~"

I asked, "Sister Ling, don't you need to see a doctor?"

She replied, "Of course not. I used to get hurt all the time when I was in the countryside, and I'd
just ~ Oh, right, Jiaqin, Sister Ling is fine now, you should go home first. You don't need to come with me, I'm just
going home too!"

I laughed and said, "Hing Wah Estate is so close, I'll take you upstairs first, then you can walk home yourself, don't be
so polite!"

She said, "But... I'm still sorry, isn't this troubling you?"

I boldly replied, "...Actually, your husband wasn't wrong either." "I'd be happy to take care of you too...
Sister Ling is so beautiful, I... I also like to get closer to her!"

Sister Ling burst into laughter through her tears, saying, "Hehe... Me?! You really know how to tease people, but... anyway
, thank you anyway. If you'd like to give me a ride, then I'll trouble you!"

I nodded with a smile. Perhaps seeing my innocent attitude, she reached out and gently
took my hand in the back seat of the taxi, wiping away her tears with her other hand, and said with a smile, "Jiaqin likes to be close to Sister Ling, so be close to her,
hehe !" At the moment her warm and smooth hand held mine , although I was happy, I felt that her affection was just
warm affection!

********** ... It seemed Manager Liang's daily life was quite casual; everything was messy, and I also discovered that the two of them slept in separate rooms. After Sister Ling moved the clutter off the sofa, she invited me to sit down and poured me a glass of water. Seeing her limping , I told her to sit down and asked, "Sister Ling, please don't move around too much. Tell me where the liniment is?" She said, "Um, it's in my room, under the bedside table... But Jiaqin, don't bother, I can apply it myself after resting for a while, sorry!" I ignored her and went into her room without permission. I found that although her bedroom was very small— I bumped into —and cluttered with things, it was also very tidy. I smelled her scent in the room; it was her mature, womanly fragrance. Opening the first cabinet door, I saw it filled with her underwear. My face immediately flushed red. I picked up a pair of black cotton underwear, thinking that this was her most intimate garment. For a moment, I had the urge to take it for myself, but her voice startled me: "Is it there? It's in the bottom shelf." Although I had my back to her, blocking her view, I wondered if she had seen what I was doing . I immediately put the underwear back, but then I saw a small stun gun hidden under the pile of underwear. Although I was young then, I had seen quite a few pornographic films and knew what it was. I felt a surge of desire for her again, thinking: "Sister Ling outside is a real woman with physical needs!! The beauty of sex is so wonderful!!" I felt a slight erection in my lower body. After all, I was a teenager and easily aroused. I quickly closed the cabinet door and opened the bottom door. Sure enough, it only contained some daily necessities, skin cream, and so on. I easily found the liniment, quickly closed the cabinet, and returned to the living room. Reaching the sofa, Lingjie had already taken off her sneakers, revealing her feet beneath flesh-colored stockings. I'd never been particularly attracted to feet before, but for some reason, the beautiful feet under the stockings excited me. As I knelt, I could see that Lingjie's short skirt had been pulled up between her thighs, revealing the bottom of her underwear. Perhaps because Lingjie was at home and wouldn't be paying attention, I glanced at her twice, afraid she'd notice, and immediately looked back at her instep. It was the first time in my life I'd held a woman's small feet, and a mature beauty at that. My heart was pounding wildly, and I forced myself to say, "This... here... does it still hurt?!" She said, "Oh! Yes... right there, it looks swollen, doesn't it?!" I gently stroked it a couple of times; the feeling through the flesh-colored stockings was incredibly erotic. My lower body was completely hard , so I had to find an angle to avoid letting her see. Then, I poured some liniment into my hands, rubbed them together a few times until they warmed up, and then applied it to her instep. Perhaps I was using too much force. I rubbed her ankle a few times, and she cried out, "Ouch! Ouch ! It hurts... Be gentle..." To me, it sounded like moaning. I was captivated by her cries and continued rubbing , savoring her moans: "Ouch! Ouch!!" This sound was different , but it was even more alluring! I couldn't bear to build my pleasure on the beauty's pain, so I softened the pressure and gently massaged her. She felt only slight pain but also some relief, softly moaning, "Mmm... Ah... Ah... Ah..." This was yet another form of teasing. As I massaged, I watched her thighs throb with the vibrations . Her beautiful legs straightened, making it even clearer to see her white panties through her stockings under her skirt. "Ahhhhhh... Ahhhhhh... Ahhhhhhh..." Hoarse moans filled my ears, and my eyes were drawn to the trembling of her beautiful legs and the glimpse of her skin beneath her skirt. I was experiencing unprecedented pleasure, my lower body hardening as if I were about to ejaculate. I continued massaging, sweat beading on my face. In the small bedroom, I was enjoying the woman I had longed for day and night, gradually losing track of time. Until she suddenly said, "Ahhhhh... Jiaqin... you... you're tired, you can stop now, I feel so much better! Thank you, you should sit on me, your legs are aching from kneeling! Look, you're covered in sweat... I'm so sorry !" I was indeed exhausted, I didn't know how long I had been massaging her, my mind still caught up in lust, and I stood up . Sister Ling noticed the bulge in my lower body, and it was only then that I snapped out of it; my height was just right to place it in front of her. I saw a look of surprise on her face, and she was too embarrassed to look directly at me. I exclaimed, "Wow!!!" I said "Sorry" while trying to cover myself with my hands, but because my leg muscles were numb, I lost my balance and fell backward to the ground. Sister Ling was startled again, exclaiming, "Ah! Are you alright?!" She then stood up, holding onto the chair, and bent down to look at me lying on the ground. My buttocks hit the ground, and I touched my backside, yelling, "Whoosh ... Ouch... Wow!!"

Sister Ling stared at me nervously, but I was captivated by the sight beneath her skirt, my gaze fixed on the
white panties between her fleshy thighs. She noticed my gaze and instinctively closed her legs, but that prevented her from bending down to help me up.

I knew I'd been discovered, and with my hands massaging my back, my crotch was completely exposed
. I was incredibly embarrassed, and despite the pain, I tried to get up, saying, "Ah... Sister Ling... I'm so sorry!!
I'm so sorry!! I didn't mean it!!! I..."

Seeing my flushed face and the near-tears on my face, Sister Ling abandoned all decorum, spread her legs, bent down,
and pulled me up by the arm, helping me sit on the sofa. I didn't dare to speak, and said dejectedly, "I'm so...
sorry... to you!!"

Unexpectedly, Sister Ling sat down next to me, gently patted my arm, and laughed, "Jiaqin, don't be like that,
this... this is no big deal. Sister Ling isn't without underwear, so it's fine if she sees it. As for your..."

Hearing her say that, I became even more nervous and said, "I... I... it's not like that, it's just...
I actually..."

Sister Ling laughed and said, "I understand... You're a young man, it was wrong of me to ask you to massage me
... It's normal for you to have a reaction after what we did, don't worry~ Jiaqin!"

I was a little relieved to hear that she wasn't angry, but I felt even more embarrassed.

She sat closer, leaning against me and laughing, "I didn't expect I'd be somewhat attractive!... Hmm...
This is actually Jiaqin's way of praising Sister Ling, isn't it? Hehehe, isn't it?"

This was the first time I had ever genuinely appreciated a woman. Sister Ling was so kind; not only was she not angry at my lecherousness or
my bad intentions, but she also comforted me. I couldn't help but look at her with tears welling up in my eyes.

Seeing my tears, Sister Ling became even more anxious, bringing her face very close to mine and wiping away my tears with her hand, saying,
"Oh dear~ it's really nothing, Sister Ling isn't a young girl anymore, you're... so silly!!! Jiaqin,
you're the one who took care of Sister Ling, how could you turn around like this! I'm sincere, I'm so happy you like me!!"

As she spoke, she actually took the initiative to lightly kiss me on the lips. I was completely taken aback by her
actions and was stunned.

She paused for a moment before I regained my composure, but she kissed me again. This time, I could finally feel her
scent , warmth, and moisture. She gently parted her lips and we shared a wet kiss for a while, our tongues lightly touching several times before
separating. She asked,

"Did you like it?!"

I nodded, no longer embarrassed, my mood calmed.

Sister Ling continued, "That's good then. Sister Ling knows you like being close to me... but... it's just
an illusion You're just starting puberty, it's normal to have these thoughts, but you're still young. We can only do this...
consider it Sister Ling's way of repaying your kindness."

After saying this, she hugged me, and I got up and left. Before leaving, she said, "Let's meet again another day
. Come to the restaurant, Sister Ling will treat you to some dim sum, hehe."

However, after that day, I never had the courage to face her again. Even when my parents ate there, I would never
go. Six months later, I went to study in Australia and never saw this mature beauty again.

Ten

years later, last spring, I was working as a construction architect at a building in Melbourne after graduating.
Life was incredibly busy, but thankfully, my girlfriend was very considerate and caring. So, although life in
Australia was a bit tough, I genuinely intended to stay and settle down there.

My girlfriend, Megyn, was my university classmate. She's from Northern Ireland, and her grandfather was a first-
generation immigrant to Australia. She has many siblings; she's the sixth in her family. When I first arrived
in Melbourne , my English wasn't good, and I only interacted with the local Chinese community. It wasn't

until my first year of university, when Megyn was my physics assignment partner, that I started to have a real conversation with her. She was incredibly
kind to me and became my first foreign friend. Not only did she not make fun of me, but she often told me that her Cantonese
was a thousand times worse than my English.

I don't know if it was loneliness or curiosity, but I quickly took the initiative to pursue Megyn. She often said she
liked Asians, but she never expected to actually date me. After we got together, besides me often accompanying her
home and hanging out with her friends, she would also actively meet my Chinese friends and try to learn some Cantonese.

When I talked to my male friends, they always thought I was an anomaly because my first girlfriend was a Westerner, and my only sexual partner
in life Westerner; I had never been with a real Chinese woman. I agree that it's usually
the other way around, but Megyn was very good to me, and we were very compatible in bed. She was a simple girl who didn't care much about
dressing up, and she was very straightforward in bed. We would both take off all our clothes, and she would give me oral sex for a while before
we would have sex on top. Although it wasn't exciting, it was very comfortable.

I was nineteen when I got together with Megyn, and she was the same age as me. Although she was a blonde Westerner,
she wasn't tall, only five feet one inch, and her features were delicate and youthful. She had big blue eyes and a small, pointed nose.
Aside from her rough, hairy skin and freckles, her figure was actually closer to that of a typical Chinese woman.

I remember when I first met her, I thought, "This Western girl has such beautiful features, how come no guys are pursuing her?"
But later I learned that her friends all liked curvy women, and many people laughed at her for having a flat chest, making her
look like a little boy. But for me, a 32B figure was perfectly fine.

Unfortunately, as the saying goes, "Like entering a fish market, you eventually stop smelling the stench; like entering a room full of orchids, you eventually stop smelling
the fragrance." My girlfriend and I had been living together for seven years. She preferred a simple sex life, which had long since become boring for me.

But I remember this day, I received a call from my father saying he was remarrying and invited me back to Hong Kong for the wedding.

Oh, right, I haven't explained some details yet!

Shortly after I went abroad to study, things became quiet at home. My parents, perhaps having lost their focus, or perhaps their
problems had been brewing for a long time, decided to divorce. Surprisingly, my mother was the first to meet a new boyfriend. Her
boyfriend was a department head, and the two of them would visit me in Melbourne every year or two. Judging from their love story
, Megyn told me that it was highly likely my mother had cheated on me, which was why my father wanted a divorce.

My father had been single for many years, and I was shocked to suddenly hear the news of his marriage.
Megyn said that it was difficult to take time off from the clinic where she worked, and that the timing was so sudden that she really couldn't come back to Hong Kong with me.

I knew she'd always wanted to visit Hong Kong, but since we couldn't go this time, we'd have to wait until next time.

I hadn't been back to Hong Kong for ten years. Because it was my father's remarriage, it wasn't convenient to go to my mother's place, so
I stayed with my father. Besides, my mother's boyfriend was quite wealthy; they lived in a mansion on Blue Pool Road in Happy Valley. His
two daughters were already married and now only lived there with my mother.

In contrast, my father still lived in his old house in Chai Wan, and he had even specially cleaned up my old room for me.

The morning after we settled in, my father's fiancée brought us congee and fried dough sticks early in the morning.
I had just finished washing up when they were already waiting at the table.

"Hello, Jiaqin! I've seen the photos so many times, it's finally time to meet you! I'm 'Ke'er'!"

I was immediately startled when I saw her. The speaker was a woman under thirty, looking about my
age, wearing a red sleeveless shirt and a white mini-skirt. How could this be my stepmother?!

I looked at my father, unsure how to answer, and just sat down awkwardly at the table. Ke'er handed
me a bowl of porridge, her face beaming, as if she wanted me to accept her.

My father then said, "Eat quickly. After you finish, I'll take you to try on a dress."

Ke'er sat beside him, gently tapping his arm, and said, "Oh dear, Lixin! Don't be in
such a rush. Jiaqin only arrived last night; let him rest first. What's the hurry?"

I had never heard anyone call my father's name so affectionately before, because my mother had only ever called him
"Dad" to me. Judging from her expression, they were very close. I thought to myself, "Older men marrying younger women
is quite common in Australia; why make such a fuss?"

My father indeed listened to his future stepmother. Seeing her young and beautiful appearance, her gentle and generous manner,
and her figure and long, beautiful legs, I thought, "My father is already fifty-five years old;
how could he not be completely obedient to such a wife?"

Even so, knowing they were getting married the day after tomorrow, I really couldn't waste any more time, so I insisted on
going to try on dresses with my dad. Ke'er still has a lot of wedding preparations to do, and I was grateful to have some time alone with my dad.

At the bridal shop on Prince Edward Road, we chatted while trying on dresses. He said,

"Jiaqin, I haven't seen you for four years, and you haven't had time to come back to Hong Kong. Don't blame your dad for not visiting you more often?"

I laughed and said, "Dad, I'm twenty-six years old, not a child anymore. I know everyone has their own life, even
father and son... Dad, don't be so nervous. Really, you're a good dad. You've taken care of
me for so many years and supported my studies in Australia. I'm doing very well now working at a teacher's office. You...
it's time for you to plan for yourself and make yourself happy!"

To be honest, after being with Megyn for so long, I understand a little about the difficulties of being a man. My dad
has always been like that, always putting others first. Although he appears to be a very witty and humorous person, he
cares a lot about what others think. She's sacrificed so much for her family over the years, even after the divorce, she waited so
many years before remarrying.

I didn't expect my heartfelt words to move him so much. Seeing his throat tighten and his eyes welling up with tears, he suddenly smiled and
said, "Jiaqin has really grown up! Hehe, by the way, how's Megyn? Haven't seen her in a long time~"

I relaxed and laughed, "She's fine~ But her mother hinted the other day that we should get married, but I said we should
get the official license first~"

Dad said, "That's understandable, Megyn's sisters are all married now, and besides, you're probably
the most promising one in the family, aren't you? Parents all want their daughters to marry well!"

I shook my head and laughed, "I don't know, but her sisters' husbands are really quite lazy, hahaha!!
By the way... where did Dad meet Ke'er?"

He laughed and said, "It's a little embarrassing to say, we originally planned to tell you a story, but knowing how mature you
are , I don't mind." "To be honest, Ke'er is the daughter of Dad's friend..."

I smiled and feigned surprise, saying, "Wow!! Dad is amazing!!"

He smiled, slightly shy, and said, "Three years ago, that winter my rheumatism flared up, and
I couldn't even buy a lunchbox. Luckily, my friend lived nearby and came to take care of me. A few days later, this friend had to go out,
but he still arranged for his daughter to take care of me! That daughter is, of course, Ke'er.

She was born in mainland China and has only been in Hong Kong for a few years. She used to be a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner in mainland China, but after coming to Hong Kong, she wasn't
recognized and couldn't find a job, so she became a private caregiver. I'm still relatively young, so of course I don't need a private caregiver, but
I invited her to be my traditional Chinese medicine practitioner. She accepted, and I didn't expect her to be so amazing. In less than three months, she cured all my hidden ailments
, and her body is... very strong!"

I guessed a thing or two and said, "Well, of course, she also had..." "I charged you for the consultation, but later... it became
free , right?"

Dad lowered his head and smiled, "More or less... I won't go into details, but anyway, we gradually
developed a relationship ! Look at Dad's complexion, doesn't he look much younger?!"

I looked, and indeed, his skin was smooth and supple, not at all like someone in their fifties. I said, "It's not
necessarily because of her superior medical skills. I think it's probably because of the nourishment of love!!"

He said, "No, not only that, Dad's... that... has also rejuvenated!!!
Oh dear , I really shouldn't have said that to you!!"

I laughed and said, "It's alright~~~ But really, Dad has regained his former glory! Ke'er is so young,
this matter cannot be taken lightly!! It seems that for her own happiness, she should use the best medicine!!"

Seeing that I wasn't embarrassed at all, Dad continued, "Oh dear!! It's still her fault." "The doctor's skills are amazing... This...
That's why this unexpected happened!!"

I was startled, then suddenly realized, and said, "Oh!!! No wonder Dad was in such a hurry to remarry!!
Ke'er's face is rosy, so she's pregnant!!! Congratulations, Dad~"

He smiled wryly and said, "To be honest, I don't know if I should congratulate her. I'm not young anymore, and I don't know if
I still have the strength to take care of a child, but I know Ke'er loves children, and I have indescribable
joy !!"

I said to myself, "I never thought I'd be a big brother!! It feels so strange, but... Dad,
don't worry, I'll take good care of my little brother or sister from now on!!"

Dad said, "It's a little brother, he'll be born in four and a half months!!!"

Seeing Dad's radiant smile, which I had never seen before, I went up and hugged him, and said softly, "I...
I'm happy for you too, Dad!!"

********** ... I exclaimed, "Sister Ling?! Wow!! What a coincidence to run into you here! It's been such a long time!! You... you haven't changed at all!!" Though I said this, my eyes kept scanning my childhood crush. I figured she must be in her forties, but her skin was still as white and smooth as ever. Aside from her thinner frame and slight wrinkles around her eyes, she really looked like she was thirty-six or thirty-seven! I looked at her again, noticing her black, fitted short cheongsam embroidered with red flowers and gold leaves. Her bust and waist were about the same as before, but her hips and thighs were noticeably fuller. Strangely, this made her curves even more alluring, connecting her bare, long, fleshy legs without stockings to her slender waist, making her look both mature and sexy. I couldn't help but stare at her barely noticeable belly, clearly a characteristic of mature women, but this tiny area of fat made the cheongsam fit her perfectly. We chatted for a bit, and I mentioned I had just returned from Australia, etc... My mind was elsewhere as I spoke, my eyes still fixed on the beautiful woman before me. I was thinking that Ling-jie's figure used to be a flawless, mature woman's curves, but now every part of her seemed poised to unleash its power, a fully mature woman exuding primal feminine courtship signals. Every gesture, every movement, was captivating. Looking at her heavy makeup, her long, thick eyelashes obscuring her mesmerizing eyes, and the strong scent of her perfume, I stood there, mesmerized. Unexpectedly, Ling-jie stood with her hands clasped in front of her chest, smiling broadly as I gazed at her, neither speaking nor stopping me. After a moment, I snapped out of it and said, "Oh, right, Ling-jie, you're dressed so beautifully, I won't stop you, but... could I have your phone number? How about we catch up sometime?" Perhaps it's because I've been abroad for so long, but if it were the old me, I definitely wouldn't have dared to ask for her number! Sister Ling smiled again, took my phone, entered her number, and handed it back to me. I said, "Okay, let's talk on the phone then~" But she lingered, which I found strange. She gently bent my arm, and I was flattered. Then I heard her say, "Jiaqin, look at my outfit~" I admired her elegant black silk cheongsam, embroidered with festive red flowers and gold leaves. The high slit revealed her sexy thighs, but the hem wasn't high, and the black high heels she wore were very appropriate. Her tightly tied hair, though not matching her glamorous makeup, added a touch of solemnity. Seeing my lack of reaction, she said, "Silly boy, who are you waiting for?" I said, "Dad's future mother-in-law... Oh!!!!!!!!! No way~~~~" As I said this, she kept nodding. She said, "Ke'er is my daughter from my previous marriage in mainland China. I finally managed to get her to live in Hong Kong a few years ago. Don't be so surprised... I had her when I was under seventeen. I'm not an old monster! Hehehe!!" I then understood and said, "Dad said you're the friend who takes care of him~~ Oh... I see!!" As she spoke, Sister Ling took my arm and we walked into the restaurant. As soon as we entered, the restaurant manager welcomed us, saying, "Sister Ling!!! I just found out it's your daughter's wedding. If you had told me earlier, we would have given you a discount and made better arrangements!!" Sister Ling said flirtatiously, "Brother Qiang, it's not too late to give a discount now!!" The manager, Brother Qiang, said, "Wow~~ Sister Ling, what are you eating? How come you're getting younger and younger? I've been a mother-in-law for decades and this is the first time I've seen one so young and beautiful! Hahahaha!" I watched Sister Ling give Brother Qiang a red envelope, and then I looked at the bride, Ke'er. The two really didn't look like mother and daughter. If Sister Ling hadn't deliberately tied her hair up in a bun, they would have looked like sisters! I escorted Lingjie to Ke'er's room, and the two of them chatted incessantly before disappearing into the bridal chamber. With nothing else to do, I chatted with my father. He told me that Lingjie had married and had . Because she was very pretty in her youth, she met a manager named Liang who worked at a restaurant, and he helped her apply for a job in Hong Kong. Of course, at that time, she couldn't tell him she was married and had a daughter. She originally planned to settle everything before arranging things for her daughter and husband, but after arriving in Hong Kong, she discovered that Manager Liang was also penniless, and there was nothing she could do. Two years later, her husband had remarried in Hubei and had no plans to come to Hong Kong. Her daughter was also being cared for by her stepmother, so she gradually gave up on arranging for her to come to Hong Kong. Although she still frequently returned to her hometown to visit her daughter and discovered that her ex-husband had become a minor official and was living a good life—much better than her own poverty in Hong Kong—she had no choice but to accept her fate. Manager Liang, although very jealous, treated her quite well; they were together for over twenty years before officially divorcing three years ago. As for Ke'er, her father passed away in Hubei a few years ago, and through Sister Ling's arrangement, she applied to work in Hong Kong. But after arriving, she didn't want to work at the restaurant; she wanted to go back to her old profession of traditional Chinese medicine. I know what happened after that. My father also mentioned that Sister Ling was still working at that restaurant, but now she was a manager. Manager Liang, on the other hand, had returned to mainland China and married a beautiful young woman! My father and I talked for a while, and when it was almost time, all the guests arrived, and the wedding officially began. I was seated at the head table, next to Sister Ling, which allowed us to catch up. The wedding was simple and quickly concluded. They didn't arrange many entertainment programs, but instead gave my father's friends the opportunity to get him drunk. The funniest part was that many friends didn't believe that Sister Ling, so young and beautiful, was actually the mother-in-law, and they all surrounded her, teasing her and trying to have drinking contests with her.

Because of her work, Sister Ling was very talkative and kind. And since she was in a particularly good mood that evening, she
flirted . I remember my father's colleague, Brother Hua, a high-ranking official in customs, who spent the entire evening clinging to Sister Ling like an ant chasing honey
.

Brother Hua said, "Come on, Mother-in-law, you're so happy tonight, let me toast you another glass, bottoms up!"
This Brother Hua was about my father's age, and by this moment his face was flushed, his steps unsteady, and he was leering
at Sister Ling's high-slit cheongsam.

Sister Ling, however, actually had a high alcohol tolerance. She drank all night without changing her expression, but her mood was getting higher and higher. Ignoring all
decorum, she let Brother Hua hold her hand and held her wine glass, saying, "Oh dear, you insist on calling me 'mother-in-law,' but I'm
much younger than you. Of course I won't drink if you call me that!!"

Seeing her flirtatious tone, Brother Hua immediately changed his tune, saying, "Ah~~ I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was wrong!! I
'll drink one as punishment!! Right, right, you should call me 'little sister,' so pretty little sister, can you drink now!" Brother Hua downed
one glass, then filled another, grinning at Sister Ling.

Sister Ling smiled sweetly as she downed a glass of red wine, saying, "All done? Satisfied now?"

Brother Hua, however, moved closer, leaning against Sister Ling, and lewdly said, "Of course not... Come on, let's have
another drink, you beautiful lady!!!"

Sister Ling, pleased to hear him call her a beautiful lady, took his glass. I, who had been watching all night,
felt a little displeased and stood up, saying, "Uncle Hua, how can this be? Shouldn't you be congratulating
the bride and groom at this wedding? Why are you getting his mother-in-law drunk all night, hehehe~"

Brother Hua, his eyes glazed over from drunkenness, looked at me and said, "You... ah... Jiaqin?! So grown up
, hahaha... Sit down, adults shouldn't interrupt!"

Sister Ling looked at me, seeing me protecting her, smiled sweetly, and shook her head to indicate she was fine and could drink more. But
I couldn't bear it, so I took her glass and said to Brother Hua:

"Uncle Hua, I haven't seen you in so many years, won't you have a drink with this little kid?"

Seeing me, the younger generation, offering a toast, Brother Hua wasn't about to be outdone, saying, "Sure!! But little kid, your alcohol tolerance is still
far from enough~"

After saying that, we poured each other two large glasses and drank them down. When he poured a third glass, Sister Ling grabbed my hand to stop him,
saying,

"Oh dear, Brother Hua, let him off this time, come on, let me toast you instead~"

Unexpectedly, Brother Hua, though drunk, wasn't stupid, and shook his head, saying, "No! You two are singing in unison, isn't this two against one
, how is that fair? If we're going to drink, all three of us should drink!!" After saying that, he picked up another bottle of red wine and poured her another glass.

Fortunately, at this moment, Dad and Ke'er returned to the main table. Seeing my flushed face and Sister Ling starting to squint, they
snatched the wine glass from my hand and said,

"Ah Hua!! Stop causing trouble, hahaha, don't bully the kid!!" After saying that, they immediately downed my
glass of wine.

Hua Ge chuckled helplessly, "Sigh... who's bullying whom is still unknown!! I didn't expect Jiaqin to have such a drinking
spirit!! Hahaha~ Okay, Mother-in-law... no, no... Mei-mei, let's drink too~"

Ke'er immediately tried to step forward to drink for her mother, but Ling Jie boldly finished her drink quickly. Seeing this, Hua Ge also
immediately downed his own glass. I had actually drunk quite a bit earlier, and with these few quick drinks, I started to sway.
Suddenly, Hua Ge 'thud'ed and fell to the ground, drunk.

Everyone burst into laughter. Dad and several friends immediately helped him up and laid him
on the sofa to the side, where he immediately fell asleep.

Then, the banquet came to an end, dessert was served, and the guests got up one after another. I went to the exit with Ling Jie, Dad
, and Ke'er to see the guests off. Everyone seemed to have enjoyed themselves, and they all left after offering their blessings. Since there weren't many guests, it was
n't long before the four of us were left in the side hall.

Dad had arranged for him and the bride to spend their night at a hotel, leaving me to go back to Chai Wan alone. Ling Jie also lived there, so of course I
was responsible for taking her home.

I got into the taxi and checked my watch; it was already past 11. Ling Jie was in a good mood and kept chatting with me:

"Jiaqin, your dad said you're getting married soon, and your fiancé is a foreigner! If you have a banquet in Hong Kong, you absolutely have to
invite Ling Jie!"

I laughed and said, "Not even close. I don't plan to get married so young. Besides, Ling Jie is my… "

I couldn't think of a proper way to address her, but she said, "It should be… Grandma!
Hahahaha !!"

I said, "Right, if I get married, how could Grandma possibly be attending the banquet, right?!" As soon as I said that
, we both laughed. Meanwhile, the driver in the front seat glanced at me in the rearview mirror, probably thinking, "How could this
young woman be this man's grandma?!" "

How long have you two been together?" Sister Ling asked.

I replied, "More than seven years! But... I don't know why, I still feel something's not quite right..."

Sister Ling reached out and gently pinched my cheek, saying, "Hmm! You little rascal, you dragged it out for seven years before saying something's not quite right,
that's so unfair to the girl!"

I laughed and said, "That's what I think too, that's why I'm seriously considering marriage, but... knowing it's not right,
but getting married just to take responsibility, that's not right either!"

At that moment, I couldn't help but secretly glance at Sister Ling's bare, fleshy thighs revealed under her cheongsam. Sitting in the back seat
, her cheongsam was slightly pulled up, and even with her legs crossed, her buttocks were still visible under the high slit. Under the streetlights outside the car, her
posture lacked the dignified air expected of an elder. Perhaps due to the alcohol, Sister Ling suddenly put her feet down and slightly opened
her legs , her plump thighs looking incredibly alluring to me!

I don't know if it was the alcohol that made me dull or bolder. Earlier at the banquet, I often stole glances at Sister Ling,
always when she wasn't looking. But this time, as I watched her gently sway her thigh, I
stared blankly, completely unconcerned, until Sister Ling suddenly said,

"What?! I've gained a lot of weight, haven't I?!" She lightly brushed her smooth, white thigh with her hand, then
turned to look at me.

I snapped out of it and replied, "No?! How could that be?! You really haven't changed... You're still as
beautiful as ever!!"

Sister Ling laughed and said, "Don't tease me! How could I not have changed... Oh dear, my own daughter is married now,
how can I not admit I'm getting old!"

But at that moment, I was speaking from the heart. I remembered the uncle and aunt I knew in their forties when I was young; they
really looked old. This woman before me, clearly a mature and beautiful woman, didn't look old at all! Even though she was wearing
a traditional cheongsam, she looked incredibly sexy and charming!

Seeing her say that, I couldn't help but reply, "Really, it's not like that, Sister Ling...
To be honest ... Just now... when I was looking at your thighs, I really... really felt something!!"

Sister Ling didn't expect me to say that. She let out an "Oh," then lifted her leg and gently
pulled down a little. Her smile vanished. She said,

"Jiaqin!! You're drunk. What are you saying? You're not a child anymore!!! Sister Ling is still your
grandmother !!" With that, she crossed her arms and put on a stern face.

Seeing her serious expression, I immediately stopped smiling and apologized, saying, "I'm... I'm...
I'm sorry..."

But then she suddenly burst into laughter, saying,

"Hahahaha~~~ Why are you so serious?! Silly boy!" Then she leaned her whole body against
me, her hot body and bare thighs pressing against me. I was both surprised and delighted, and said again,

"Hahahaha!! Am I acting convincingly?! I... I'm sorry...
Hahahaha !" Not to be outdone, I gently put my hand on her shoulder, and she leaned against me naturally. I
secretly placed my other hand on her waist and started tickling her. She immediately started convulsing,
unable to resist the tickling, laughing and trying to escape: "Ouch~ Wahahaha~ No!!! Stop it~ Help!!!
Hahahaha!!"

I saw the driver looking in the rearview mirror, so I stopped immediately. Sister Ling noticed the driver's expression, and seeing that I had stopped
, she nestled in my arms and gently slapped my arm, saying coquettishly, "You're so naughty!! You know
Sister Ling most ticklish!!"

I was getting drunk and didn't care about anything else. Looking at the pretty woman in front of me, not caring who she was, I pulled her
into my arms. Sister Ling didn't resist at all. I guessed she hadn't hugged anyone in a long time, after all, her daughter was all grown up, and
she didn't have a boyfriend.

I gently hugged her from behind, feeling very friendly. So many years later, I'm a tall, strong man now
, and embracing the petite Sister Ling, we actually look quite well-matched.

At that moment, Ling's tied-up hair pressed against my nose, and the pure atmosphere was ruined by the scent emanating from her hair
. My mind started wandering back to that. Ling, however, didn't seem to have this problem. She leaned against me, smiling, and said, "Jiaqin~
It's so nice to be with you!!"

Seeing that she didn't resist, I hugged her tighter. Her body was warm and soft, and the slight fat made her easy to hold.
I replied,

"Me too!! It's so good to see you again, and now...we're family..." With that,
I buried my face in the back of her hair, savoring her scent.

She must have heard me say "family," because she then pulled my hands tightly to her chest
, making our embrace even closer. But I thought to myself, wouldn't it be even better if we were embracing face-to-face?!

Just then, the taxi suddenly stopped. We both looked out the window and realized we were back in Hing Wah Estate. I
had no choice but to let go of Sister Ling. She opened the door and turned back to say,

"Okay, Jiaqin should go to bed early too. Thank you for taking me home."

With that, she opened the door and got out of the car. Now I could once again fully admire her mature and
sexy , and every perfect curve of her body. I really didn't want to part, so I immediately took out
my wallet and paid the fare. Sister Ling frowned, puzzled, but seeing my movements, she could only stand by the roadside and wait for me.

After paying the fare, I immediately jumped out of the car and went to her. She laughed and said, "Why did you get out of the car too?!
Silly boy!!"

I said, "It's late now, I'm worried about your safety. Let me take you upstairs!" As I spoke, I stretched out
my elbow , gesturing for her to bend my arm around me, and she smiled and did so. But at the same time, she also said, "Silly boy, have you forgotten
what Sister Ling does? I get off work around this time every night, for almost twenty years now, how could it be dangerous
?!"

Reaching the slope, I let her gently pull me along for support, laughing, "What's wrong today?! You're dressed
so . If I were a pervert, I'd go up and chat you up too! Hahahaha!!"

She seemed to enjoy me taking her home, after all, she had drunk quite a bit, and her steps were unsteady in her high heels.
She took my arm with her other hand, saying affectionately, "Hahaha, you foreigner,
how could you be a 'pervert'?! Hahahaha, you're even more old-fashioned than me! Hahahaha!"

We chatted and laughed, pulling and tugging at each other, and soon we were back at her door. After she took out her key and opened the door,
I turned to leave. Actually, at that moment, whether it was from the alcohol or from laughing too much, we were both
swaying unsteadily. I stopped and turned around, saying,

"Okay, Grandma, you should go to sleep early! I'm going back!"

After Sister Ling opened the door, she continued laughing as she went inside. After taking off her high
heels

, she handed them to me for some reason, saying, "Okay... Bye-bye, my dear grandson!! Hahahaha!!" Holding the still-warm high heels in my hand, I could clearly smell Sister Ling's foot odor, a very fragrant and womanly scent. But
I couldn't help but laugh and say,

"Hahahaha, why did you give me your high heels?! Hahahaha, you're drunk!!"

Sister Ling saw my expression and couldn't help but laugh again. She took the shoes back from my hand and said, "Hahahaha...
By the way, why?! Hahahaha!!"

After taking the shoes, she suddenly closed the door without saying anything. I stood there for a while, then could only
whisper to the door, "Good morning... Good night~"

And then, I left into the dark corridor. Half-drunk, I glanced at my watch—it was exactly twelve. I was
debating whether to take a bus or walk home.

Suddenly, Sister Ling's door opened again. She seemed a little more sober, and I noticed she had let her long hair down
. In the backlight, she looked more than ten years younger. For some reason, she was wearing high heels again, which, combined
with her youthful long hair, gave her a different kind of delicate beauty. She called out,

"Jiaqin, I was so stupid... I made you turn your back on me, hahaha, do you have enough money for a taxi?"

I was still a little unsatisfied, so I immediately ran back to her and answered, "Yes, I do~ but I
might have to walk home!"

She said, "No, it's midnight now, too late, you must be very tired. Here, let me give you some money
for the taxi !"

I took the money and looked at her closely. She looked at me, and I made a curious expression and said,
"Hmm... how should I put it?! Are you going back to the restaurant tomorrow, Sister Ling?"

She smiled gently and then shook her head.

I said, "I'm so happy tonight, but I'm a little reluctant to leave you now..."

Sister Ling smiled, took my hand, opened the door wider, and said, "Okay! Then you can sleep
here ~ Hehehe!!"

I immediately went inside and closed the door. The outside environment had remained unchanged for ten years, but I didn't expect the interior decoration to
be completely new . It seemed that Sister Ling had renovated the place after her divorce. Although it wasn't luxurious at all, it
was very clean. She had been living with her daughter for the past few years, so the furniture and design were very feminine.
As , there were two rooms, but the larger room was now hers. Peering through the crack in the door, it was dark inside,
with only a purple-red spotlight as the only light source. A dark brown curtain was tied up beside the bed, presumably for sleeping. A silver-white
sheet covered the large bed, which was supported by black steel pipes on the side. On the other side of the room was the closed bathroom, and in front of it was a
small white sofa with some women's clothing hanging on it.

The living room was clean and simple, with white walls and wooden floors. There was only a long red sofa behind it, against a
white . The purple-red light from her room shone through, creating a romantic atmosphere against the soft yellow light of the living room.
On the other side of the living room was a small dining area with a small two-person table and a flat-screen TV on the wall.

Sister Ling, holding my hand, opened the door to her daughter's former room and said, "Actually, I don't want to be alone right now
. Although I haven't been with Ke'er for many years, it's still hard to get used to her actually moving out... So, actually,
I was thinking of inviting you to stay."

I looked into Ke'er's room. Unlike her mother's mature woman's bedroom, everything was
a lovely pink. Sister Ling's room had very few things, utilizing every space for her large bed, but Ke'er had chosen
a small single bed. However, there were wardrobes and storage cabinets everywhere. I looked at the messy room, feigning surprise, and
Sister Ling laughed.

I said, "I was worried... I might be bothering you..."

She suddenly let go, saying, "Wow~ Jiaqin, why are you being so formal... I really enjoy you 'bothering'
me, hahahahaha!" As she said "bother," she lightly tapped my arm, then ran out of the hall,
looking like a young girl.

Seeing her playful antics, I felt both amused and excited, so I chased after her. She pretended to dodge, but I
grabbed her waist with both hands and started tickling her. She struggled and screamed, "Hahahaha!!! Ahhhhh! No
!!! Waaaaaahhhhhh! Help! Stop it!! Hahahaha!!!"

I hadn't expected her to react so strongly. Suddenly, she lost her footing in her high heels and fell backward. I immediately caught her, but
we both fell onto the sofa at the same time. It was already late at night, and I was afraid the neighbors would hear, so I stopped, and she stopped
screaming. I lay on top of her, put my finger to my lips, and said, "Shu..." "Don't shout anymore,
or the neighbors will call the police! Hahahaha!"

Sister Ling smiled sweetly, her thick, long false eyelashes making her look like a young girl. Neither of us noticed that
we were almost face to face at that moment. Until we calmed down, our eyes suddenly met, and time
seemed to stand still. Her eyes were very magnetic, and my hand unconsciously went to her
fleshy legs exposed under her half-lifted cheongsam. After admiring this beautiful mature woman's dignified yet sexy attire all night, I could finally enjoy those beautiful legs.
The excitement in my hand traveled to my brain, and I felt my private parts swell slightly.

I was enjoying this perfect moment, and she was pinned down by me, her thighs being caressed by me, yet she didn't
resist. Neither of us made a sound. I looked at Sister Ling with her long, straight hair, her watery eyes, and her rosy cheeks
, breathtakingly beautiful, but all of this was ruined by my suddenly swollen lower body.

My erection pressed firmly against the depths of her crotch. Even through her cheongsam and underwear, the sensation was still
quite noticeable. Lingjie snapped back to reality upon feeling the hardness, pushing me away, causing me to fall to the ground.

Her face was completely flushed, a stark contrast to her usual composed and worldly demeanor. Whether from
alcohol or a guilty conscience, she sat up, adjusting her cheongsam, but couldn't utter a word, only saying, "This...
you...sigh!" At

that moment, the purple-red spotlights and soft yellow lamps in the hall cast a pinkish glow on the beautiful woman's face.
Though silent and expressionless, her attire and posture created an indescribable romantic and alluring scene. I don't know
where the courage came from, or perhaps I knew I had already missed this opportunity once, and if I missed it again, there would certainly be no next time
.

I got up from the ground, my eyes fixed on this mature woman I had secretly admired since childhood. My movements were slow and
predatory , my gaze fixed on her with desire, but she deliberately avoided my eyes.

She understood my actions and was about to leave and escape when I pounced on her like a lion pouncing on a rabbit, pinning her down on
the sofa . This time she struggled, trying to push me away with her feet, but I was much taller and bigger than her, and she
couldn't escape at all. She kept shouting,

"No!! Jiaqin!!! Let me go... You've misunderstood!!! Ouch~~~
Let me go!!! No!!!!"

But the angrier she got, the stronger her body odor became, her unique scent completely
captivating . I gently pressed my lips to hers. At first, she was still shouting, and our lips couldn't touch, but I
persisted, gently kissing her lips and lower lip. Gradually, her consciousness became a little numb, and she began to feel my
love . She gradually stopped resisting and even tried to kiss me gently.

The sounds in the room, from the initial laughter to the later struggles and shouts, to this moment of silent kissing, were all audible to us
. The stark contrast made us even more aware of who we were doing with and what we were doing!

A twisted relationship, an illicit entanglement, was fiercely burning with desire within us. Now that it had begun,
Lingjie finally stopped struggling.

Having given up the struggle, she began to truly enjoy it, taking the initiative to kiss me, even first slipping her tongue into my
mouth. I hadn't tasted her mouth in years, and it was as sweet as I remembered!

We kissed passionately on the sofa. Her hands, initially around my neck, gradually wandered, first
caressing my back, then gripping my buttocks tightly.

We kissed wantonly for a while, both of us relaxing. Without the earlier struggles or entanglements, she
gently , whispering in my ear, "Mmm...it feels so good...Jiaqin, perhaps what you're doing...
is really bringing Lingjie a long-lost pleasure...but, let's stop here, okay? After all, I'm
almost ..."

I interrupted her with a kiss. She frowned, but a pampered smile played on her lips.
After returning several kisses, she said, "Heh... Besides, we just became relatives... I'm your grandmother..."

I interrupted her again with a kiss. This time, she squinted her eyes and said between kisses, "You... also...
have a fiancée in... Australia~"

We kissed for a while, and before she could finish, I had already ignited her passion.
She even took the initiative to kiss me back. We started rolling around on the sofa, her body moving from below to above, and then back to below.

My hands slipped inside her cheongsam, caressing Ling-jie's buttocks through her panties, sweeping, pinching, and grabbing.
It felt so good; I was actually enjoying her body!

I said, "Heh...heh...um, Sister Ling...you said we can only do this...but...
can we do this all night...? I'd be willing to do it like this, come on...can I eat your saliva?!"

Perhaps because Sister Ling was the first Chinese woman I had since I became an adult, I loved every inch of her skin. Her
face and neck were fair with a rosy glow, yet firm and delicate, unlike my girlfriend's skin, which was rough and
hairy . After enjoying her rich saliva, I kissed her neck and licked her earlobe,
carefully enjoying every part of her.

Ling kept her eyes tightly closed, letting me kiss her haphazardly, but she kept saying, "All night?! How can you... Oh...
Ugh... But..."

In fact, she hadn't been intimate with anyone for a long time, not even before her divorce.
At this moment, under the influence of alcohol, her body was involuntarily responding to me, twisting and turning. Unconsciously
, her legs were already wrapped around my left foot, and I could clearly feel the wetness between her legs!

This was my first time with my dream girl, and she had been parched for years, finally reaping the sweetness of love. We were content to kiss and
entwine each other, so we obediently enjoyed this pleasure.

I don't know how long we kissed, but it was almost half an hour. I just remember that at that moment, I was numb to the taste of her lips,
saliva and the fragrance of her body, but my body couldn't stop. Our hands had already
caressed each other's backs, buttocks, and thighs many times, the touch as familiar as our own bodies.

I saw that Sister Ling had already closed her eyes, nestled weakly in my arms like a little bird, enjoying my tenderness
. The alcohol and the late night had made her consciousness hazy. I suddenly stood up. Having grown accustomed to my gentleness, how could she bear to let me go?
Perhaps the psychedelic lights had made her lose herself. She lay on the red sofa, naturally assuming an alluring pose, gently
pulling her cheongsam between her legs, her other hand resting on her exposed buttocks. Suddenly, she opened her eyes, revealing
a gaze full of desire.

I knew she had been completely softened by me, so I picked her up and carried her to her bedroom.

This sudden action made her hesitate. Her eyes were filled with struggle as she looked at me. Even though she knew I was
taking her into the room, she remained silent, her brows slightly furrowed, as if she had a thousand words left unsaid.

I immediately comforted her, saying, "My beauty... don't worry, I just want you to be more comfortable..."

With that, I closed the door. The silence of the small room seemed to stir some desire within her; she
trembled, and a slight, captivating smile curved her right corner of her mouth.

I placed her on the bed, and she lay in an "S" shape. Unexpectedly, her hand gripped mine tightly.
I wondered, who is this person? Isn't she the elder who struggled to stop me from being intimate earlier?

I released her hand, knelt at her feet, and held her alluring high heels. From this angle,
I could clearly see the cleavage beneath her cheongsam. She looked at me intently the entire time, seemingly happy to let me see her, even deliberately
clenching her thighs and sticking out her buttocks.

I meant to take off her shoes, but seeing the slight wrinkles on her ankles, I knew that no mature woman, no matter
how youthful her body, could hide the beauty of her feet. I gently caressed her feet, so fond of this mature
beauty . These beautiful feet, used for over forty years, were now mine to enjoy at will—it felt amazing!

After removing the black high heels, my senses of smell and sight were simultaneously stimulated. Sister Ling's feet were a little dry, and her toes
were slightly deformed from wearing high heels for so long. But combined with her unique foot odor, my desire flared, yet I didn't know how to
satisfy it . So I brought them to my nose and sniffed, unable to resist saying,

"Mmm... Sister Ling's feet... smell so good!!!"

She finally spoke, wriggling, "Oh... Jiaqin, I've been walking all day, I don't smell
... Don't sniff!!"

Despite her words, she didn't pull her beautiful feet away. Unable to suppress my desire, I naturally put her toes in my mouth and sucked.

"Tsk...tsk...tsk...tsk...tsk..." Though there was no taste in my mouth, I felt a deep enjoyment. Her reaction was
quite strong; her body twisted and turned, probably from a burning desire. She cried out,

"No! It's dirty there! Ahhhhh!"

I ignored her and continued to enjoy her beautiful toes. Unexpectedly, she gradually began to enjoy it, only moaning softly and raising her beautiful
legs to cooperate.

After I finished enjoying both pairs of beautiful feet, she gestured for me to come to bed with her. I obediently lay down beside her, and
she returned to her earlier position on the sofa, embracing me and kissing me more actively. We
were much more comfortable lying on the big bed, and we kissed passionately for a while. In the dark, we both closed our eyes and enjoyed
a moment of .

After the passionate kiss, she calmed down contentedly, as if she had fallen asleep. We lay there embracing. I didn't dare to do anything more
intense, but I was still filled with desire, and my lower body was hard. At that moment, I was truly
itching .

Ignoring whether she was asleep with her eyes closed, I quietly took off my outer pants and socks and threw them on the side of the bed.
I gently slipped my right leg between her legs. She was sleeping on her side, so she naturally
clamped my thighs between her legs.

From our earlier intimate moments, I knew she liked this position; it must give her some kind of pleasure.

I knew this was her limit, but my desire was unbearable. So I half-pulled off my underwear, secretly took out
my itchy, swollen penis, and couldn't help but masturbate, which slightly cooled my burning desire.

In fact, just looking at the mature woman's thighs and sexy toes clamped around me was enough to make me climax,
but I wanted to enjoy it a little longer, having held back all night. However, I didn't dare to finish, worried that too
much movement would wake Sister Ling.

My genitals were extremely sensitive at that moment, and I was about to experience an orgasm.

But suddenly, I felt a delicate hand on my genitals, shaking my penis. I turned around and saw…
Half-asleep, Ling opened her eyes slightly, her voice hoarse yet magnetic, and said, "It must have been tiring, right?!
This is all we can do... Let me help you release..."

Before I could answer, she had slowly crawled towards my crotch. The purple spotlight above her head shone on her perfectly
naked body, making her look as erotic as a slut in a nightclub. She had just rested for a moment, regaining some strength,
but her will was still being driven by alcohol and the late hour, her belly burning with primal lust. She seemed unable to distinguish whether she was dreaming or not.

What a man and a woman should do came too naturally. In this small room, with only the two of us, morality and
ethics were irrelevant!

With her back to me, her elegant cheongsam was disheveled. From my angle, her long hair and back view
were truly captivating. When she lowered her upper body and faced my penis, she presented her entire plump buttocks in front of me.
God !! This was Ling's buttocks, for me!!

Suddenly, I felt my lower body enveloped in softness and warmth. At this moment, after a long night, I finally experienced true sex for the first time
. The mature woman first licked and then sucked me, and I felt a strong electric shock in the back of my head, unable to help but cry out , "Oh!!!
... Having been deprived of male sexual intercourse for a long time, and with me pinching her long-untouched nipples, she quickly became aroused. Her sucking became stronger and faster, the pleasure so intense that I couldn't help but cry out, ignoring the late : "Oh!!!!!!!!! Wow!!!!!!!!! So good!!!!!!!!!" My cries brought her satisfaction; though her mouth was full, she continued to moan softly: "Mmm!!!!!!!!! Mmm~~~~~~" While my body was satisfied, I felt a sense of loss. After all, I hadn't seen this mature woman fully; wasn't her giving me oral sex already crossing the line between us? I immediately pulled out, got up, turned her over, and laid her down on the bed. I then hid between her legs, spreading her thighs apart. Although she was already delirious, she still said, "Oh...no...don't!" But I ignored her; lust had long since overcome reason. I pressed my face against her genitals, which were covered by her panties. They were already soaking wet, and the smell was incredibly strong and fishy. She was still pretending to be a lady! I blurted out, "Wow!!! It's so wet and fragrant!!!! Sister Ling~~ Good sister!!! Do you know how many years I've wanted to see this place?!!!!!" Actually, she already knew I had impure thoughts about her ten years ago. Now that it was just the two of us, and things had already turned out like this , she stopped pretending and said, "Oh dear~~ Don't say that... I... of course I know... But, please, it's dirty and filthy, don't smell it anymore... Baby~~~" That word "baby" might have been the turning point in our relationship. I knew her feelings had changed, so without saying a word, I lifted her panties and frantically licked her private parts. The warm breath, combined with the teasing and vibration , brought endless pleasure to Sister Ling's paradise that hadn't been visited for years. She was aroused, her thighs clamped tightly around my neck, and she pressed my head down with her hands, crying out, "Ah!!! No~~~ It's so itchy!!!! Wow!!!! Oh my!!! It's been so long since I 've felt this ~ ... !! I saw her unable to resist taking off her panties, and even more automatically using her hands to pull her thighs up towards her chest, thus exposing her entire labia! I finally saw Sister Ling's pubic area!! The thick, dark brown labia were slightly parted, revealing the pink , which was constantly oozing thick white fluid. But I wanted to remember this scene, to see it clearly, so I got up, turned on the room light, and Sister Ling squinted her eyes for a moment, saying, "No!!! Turn it off~~~ I'm shy~~~" I ignored her, took off my own panties, and then took off hers, then took off her cheongsam and bra, saying, "My love~~ What's there to be shy about? You won't let me really do it with you, at least let me admire your perfect body!! Wow~~~~~ Your breasts are really big and beautiful~~~ Hmm!!!" " So soft~~~" she said as I sucked on her nipple. "Oh~~~ Oh~~~ Ugh!!! How could this be~~~ My body isn't perfect~~~ Silly~~~ Oh!!!!!! Ugh~~~ It itches!!!" Yes, she was in her forties, and some parts of her body were indeed a bit loose, such as the inner or lower abdomen, but her buttocks and breasts were very full. Her naked body exuded an indescribable beauty and attraction. As I admired her beautiful flesh, a little semen had already leaked from the tip of my penis! Under the light, she could clearly see my muscular body, and even more noticeable was the slightly glistening liquid between the glans of my erect penis. After all, she was in her prime, and she unconsciously licked her lips lightly with her tongue, her eyes becoming lustful. I then turned her body over again, letting her lie on top of me, placing her buttocks and labia on my face, so that was facing my erect penis. I didn't signal her to do anything; I just focused on enjoying her wet, fleshy lips. Under the light, she was finally completely naked, letting me play with her. I carefully enjoyed every part of her lower body, then forcefully inserted the tip of my tongue into the sensitive spots inside her , teasing them wildly. She immediately moaned, "Wah wah!!!! Oh!!!! Oh!!!! That's it~~~ Oh!!! Ahhh!!!!"

I knew I was in the right spot, so I used my tongue to frantically lick and roll around there, making her moan wildly.
She pressed her clitoris against my chin, but she was still itching inside. Suddenly, she took my penis and put it
in her mouth , releasing the shock and pleasure from her lower body onto the penis in her mouth!

This made me enjoy it even more, so I doubled my efforts to make her feel good there. We enjoyed each other
like this for while , and I was actually willing to ejaculate, but suddenly I heard her say very softly: "

Ah ... "I don't care anymore... I don't care about anything... I haven't done it in so long... Please come in quickly... Good girl... Oh, come in quickly!!!" I was also eager to get started, so I spread her legs, gently lifted her onto my shoulders, and aimed my penis at her soaking wet vulva. I rubbed it there a few times before saying, "Oh~~~ Does it feel good??!! Do you want it??!! But, I don't have a condom!!!!" "Oh my gosh...it feels so good...stop rubbing...it's so itchy!!!! It's okay, just don't ejaculate inside...come on...please!!!!" I continued rubbing, I really loved this beautiful woman I had been longing for day and night, and in a moment she would truly belong to me. I suddenly said, "Ah...ah...Ah Ling...then scream...scream your good husband fucks you!!!" Ling, who had transformed into a slut, didn't know how to answer. After several unsuccessful attempts to press her lower body against my penis, she became even more anxious and immediately cried out, "I know!!! I know~~~Oh!!! Good husband~~~ fuck your slutty wife's pussy!!!! Hurry up and give me...pleasure!!! My diligent husband!!!!" Before she could finish speaking, my entire penis slid smoothly into the bottom of her cunt. "Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!!!!!!!!! Oh oh oh!!!!!!!!!!" We both screamed at the same time. Her voice was completely hoarse, but it was full of enjoyment and relief. Her vagina was filled with lubricating fluid. After I pressed her thighs down, we became one. She couldn't help but feel the pleasure in her lower body and tightly gripped my waist with her hands. I slowly started rocking, but because I usually wear a condom when I'm with Megan, I didn't expect that going without one would feel so close and comfortable. The mature woman in front of me was enjoying herself so much that I couldn't help but say, "Oh!!! Oh!!! So this is what it feels like to be naked!!! Ah!! Ah!! Ah!! It's so tight~" Ling didn't respond, she just kept rocking her lower body to match mine, making each thrust deeper and harder. She kept rocking and pulling me into a wet kiss. My lower body felt tighter and tighter, so I fought back with all my might, thrusting into her hard. She started to get wild, moaning, "Ah!!! Ah!!! Ah!!! Ah!!! Ah!!! Ah!!! It feels so good!!! Husband !!! Husband, fuck your slutty wife~~~ Harder!!!!" I didn't expect the usually dignified Ling to be so lewd in bed. I loved it so much that I moaned along with her. "Ah!! Ah!! Ah!! Ah!! Ah!! Ah!! Ah!! Ah!! You slutty wife!!! Is this it!! Ah!! Ah!! Ah!! I'll fuck you to death!!! Keep going!!! You slutty wife is so easy to fuck!!!" We then changed positions again, woman on top. When Sister Ling was riding me, although her brows were furrowed, she had a lewd , and with her huge breasts bouncing up and down, I almost couldn't hold back! You know, her buttocks and thighs were the softness of a mature woman, and the mixture of her juices and sweat made my penis so lubricated that it felt numb. I just kept thrusting upwards with great force. The rhythm changed, and suddenly every time I thrust upwards, she would sit down . She liked the feeling of deep penetration, and after a few thrusts, she began to orgasm. "Ugh!!!! Ugh!!!! Ugh!!!! Ugh!!!! Ugh Ahh!!! Ahh!!! Ahh!!! Ahh!!! Husband, ahh!!!! Don't stop!!!!" I thought she was experiencing her most pleasurable orgasm, so I ignored her words, got up and made her lie down, and continued thrusting without stopping. Returning to this position, it was easier for me to exert force, so I began my frenzied assault. Sister Ling had long since abandoned all decorum , spreading her legs wide to welcome my penetration with every stroke. She was making me feel so incredibly good. I said: "Ha!!! Ha!!! Ha!!! Ha!!! Ah!!! Ling... I don't want you to be my grandma~~~ Ha!!! Ha!!! Ha!!! I want you to really be my wife!!! Ah!!! Ah!!! Ah!!! Ah!!! This feels so good!!! I want to do it with you every night!!! Ah!!! I can't take it anymore... I'm going to pull out!!!" But Sister Ling's fleshy thighs were tightly clamped around me, not allowing me to pull out, and she even rubbed me faster with her clitoris, adding fuel to the fire , and moaned, "Ah!!! Ah!!! Ah!!! Ah!!! Ah!!! Shoot!! Good husband!!! Fill me up!!! Make me pregnant!!! I want to have a child for my good husband!!! Ah ah ah!" "Oh, right!! I'm here too!!! Shoot, Jiaqin!!!" The husky, magnetic voice, coupled with those words, coming from the mouth of the mature beauty I'd secretly admired for years, how could hold back? " Ah ... We were both naked in bed. Sister Ling snuggled into my arms. Even though we had just made love, I couldn't help but caress every part of her body with my hands.

Ling Jie: "Mmm...so comfortable, it's been such a long, long time since I've felt this comfortable...
What's wrong with you, so many hands, still touching me like this...Aren't you tired of it, you silly pig~"

I pretended to be angry and said, "What did you call me?!"

She thought for a while and didn't say anything, so I smiled and gave her a wet kiss, and even asked her to use her bare thighs to clamp my legs.
She put her face close to my ear and whispered, "Good husband~"

I got up and turned off the light. Maybe we were both too tired, the beauty hadn't been
intimate for a long time and was sleepy from the alcohol, so we fell asleep in each other's arms without realizing it.

In the early morning, I was suddenly awakened by the spotlight in front of the bed, the bright purple-red light again. I looked at the foot of the bed
and saw that Ling Jie had already woken up, and was wearing a sexy black slip dress, sitting on the edge of the bed and sexyly putting on black
stockings!! Her legs were so tempting.

She turned to look at me, seemingly transformed into a completely different person, and said in a coquettish tone,

"Good husband~~ I know you like me in stockings... I want... I want it again~~ Is that
okay?!"

Looking at the wanton mature woman before me, my desire instantly returned, and I immediately pounced on her, embracing her and saying,

"You sexy wife~ you really know my taste, I don't know how many times I've fantasized about your beautiful legs in stockings,
come , let me serve you well, let you satisfy your sexual desire!!"

After saying that, we started making love wildly again. I didn't expect that after Sister Ling let go of her reserve, she was really like a tiger, and
I could hardly keep up. We didn't sleep much that morning. I was experiencing the openness of a mature woman for the first time,
while Sister Ling was rediscovering long-lost sex. The two of us hit it off immediately, like a tiger and a wolf meeting a little pervert.

**********

... On the contrary, we didn't invite Dad and Ke'er over. Although we're not related by blood, and it's certainly not incest, in Chinese culture, I am indeed marrying my own maternal grandmother . My wife is heavily pregnant right now, but still so alluring and beautiful. She's telling me to stop writing and go be with her. Well, in Western eyes, it's okay to have sex while pregnant! Finally, I heard Ke'er gave birth yesterday to a baby boy. My wife said that besides the fact that it's rare for mother and daughter to get pregnant around the same time, she asked me if I knew I had become my own grandfather! By the way, can you figure out how I became my own grandfather?!

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