My Neighbor, the Pure and Petite Married Woman, Xiaolan: Chapters 1-15

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Chapter 1 My Son Has Grown Up

Xiao Lan has been a bit troubled lately. Her son, Xiao An, who wasn't very tall when he was in junior high, suddenly became tall and strong after starting high school, whether it was because he liked sports or because of puberty. Compared to Xiao Lan's petite figure, people probably wouldn't believe he was her son.

It's a good thing that the child's physique resembles his father's, but her son, who looks like an adult, has suddenly become very interested in the opposite sex. Of course, this is normal for children entering puberty, but for Xiao Lan, a wife whose husband is often away on business trips, there are some things she really doesn't know how to handle.

Sunday night, Xiao Lan got up to pee in the middle of the night. Coming out of the bathroom, still sleepy, she noticed a light coming from her son's room across the hall. Thinking he had forgotten to turn off the light again, she opened the door and went into his room. To her surprise, her son was still awake, sitting in front of the computer wearing headphones and looking at the screen.

The son, wearing headphones, stood with his back to the door, intently watching a pornographic film, completely unaware that someone would come in. Xiao Lan, facing the screen, couldn't hear the sound, but she could clearly see the obscene images of men and women having sex.

Xiao Lan was momentarily at a loss; how could her usually well-behaved son be watching porn? Xiao An was focused on the scenes of intercourse on the screen, the woman's lewd moans coming from his headphones. Xiao An had already taken off his underwear and was masturbating with his right hand. He hadn't heard the door open because of his headphones, nor did he notice the light streaming in.

But when Xiao Lan entered, her figure blocked the light, making him realize something was wrong from the screen. As he rubbed his glans, he turned his head alertly and saw his mother standing behind him in her pajamas. He was immediately startled, frantically turning off the computer screen while stammering,

"Mom, ah, why are you in?"

"Ah, An'an, what are you wearing on your head?"

Xiao Lan suddenly noticed that her son, who had turned around, was wearing... well, underwear. Wait, wasn't this the black lace underwear she had just changed out of and put in the laundry basket after showering that evening? The underwear she had worn all day still had some pale yellow stains on it, and now it was strangely turned inside out and pulled over her head by her son.

Her son's eyes were staring at his mother in surprise through the holes in the underwear. The crotch of the black lace underwear was covering his nose, and the elastic waistband was around his chin. Looking at the stains on the crotch, Xiao Lan could feel her son breathing in the scent of her genitals through the underwear.

"Ah, Mom, I'm sorry."

Xiao An then realized he was wearing his mother's underwear on his head. He quickly apologized and hurriedly tried to take it off, but in his panic, he forgot his headphones. In a haphazard and disorganized manner, he finally managed to pull off both the headphones and the underwear together.

After the initial shock, Xiaolan regained her composure. As a mother, she knew this was a crucial moment; she needed to provide proper guidance to her son. Simply scolding and forbidding him wouldn't be very effective, and he would likely only do it secretly in the future, making it difficult for her to help him.

In fact, a son's growth and sex education should ideally be guided by his father. However, Xiaolan realized she couldn't rely on her husband for the time being. Even though she was a little embarrassed, she had to guide her son herself. So, she calmly said to him,

"It's okay, Mommy isn't blaming you."

Xiaolan's eyes involuntarily glanced at her son's erect penis, a little shocked at how large it had become. However, she tried to remain calm and continued gently,

"An'an, um, put your pants on first."

Xiao An was embarrassed and obediently put on his underwear with his head down. Only then did he look up, staring intently at his mother, exclaiming in surprise,

"Mom, ah, you, you're so beautiful!"

Xiao Lan, seeing her son's gaze, realized that the pajamas she was wearing that night were the kind she only wore when making love with her husband. It was all because her husband was often away from home; tonight, while showering, she couldn't help but caress her nipples and use the showerhead to stimulate her genitals. As a result, she was burning with desire after the shower and, in a daze, naturally chose to wear this pajamas.

The black, sheer pajamas featured floral embroidery and cutouts on the front, while the back was made entirely of transparent mesh. Combined with the red French lace lingerie Xiao Lan had specially worn that night, her 32C breasts appeared particularly firm, bulging against the front of the pajamas, showcasing her perfectly alluring cleavage.

Xiaolan's matching red French lace panties were subtly visible through the hem of her nightgown. French lace lingerie emphasizes comfort and sexiness, so the areolas and nipples of her breasts, as well as her pubic hair and labia, were only partially concealed. Of course, her son saw all of this.

Hearing her son's sincere praise and seeing his burning gaze, Xiaolan felt a natural, lightheadedness. She was almost 39 years old, and her husband rarely praised her. She hadn't expected to discover today that she was still quite attractive in her son's eyes. Xiaolan blurted out,

"Ah, really?"

Especially seeing the look on her son's face, she knew he wasn't lying, which made her body heat up. Coupled with the sex scenes she had just seen in the video and the large glans of her son's penis, Xiaolan felt her breasts harden and her vagina begin to feel wet and hot.

"No, I have to hold back."

Xiaolan told herself this in her heart, but soon, under her son's eager and passionate gaze, she felt her lower body begin to leak fluid, and a tingling sensation spread from her uterus. Although Xiaolan wanted to remain calm, her hungry and empty body betrayed her.

"No, I can't hold back anymore, I have to finish quickly."

"Really, I think Mom is the most beautiful woman in the world."

Xiao An's eyes were glued to his mother, his face showing a firm and unwavering expression. Xiaolan knew, of course, where his eyes were looking. She couldn't take it anymore; she could feel her nipples hardening. So, Xiaolan bit her lip tightly, her eyes filled with seductive allure, trying to calm herself down, and then quickly told her son with a decisive heart,

"Mommy loves you, baby, so Mommy won't blame you or scold you."

She first tried to comfort her son, not wanting him to panic and ruin things.

"Oh, Mommy, I love you too."

"But you've entered puberty, and there are some things Mommy needs to make clear to you."

Then, Xiaolan tried to maintain a calm tone and continued to talk to her son about the important points.

"Yes, I know."

Xiao An nodded obediently, swallowing hard, his eyes still fixed on his mother's two incredibly alluring, sexy, and high breasts encased in her bra, unable to look away.

"It's getting late, and you have school tomorrow, baby. Go to sleep first, and Mom will have a good talk with you after school tomorrow."

However, Xiao Lan knew she was about to lose control, so she decided to quickly use delaying tactics. She figured she could talk about it tomorrow, otherwise she might give herself away in front of her son.

"Okay, Mom."

Xiao An probably knew he was in the wrong, so he was eager to get away from the situation.

To appease Xiao An, Xiao Lan bent down and hugged her son, then said goodnight to him, turned off the light, and quickly returned to her room. After locking the door, she didn't turn on the light and lay down on the bed, actively lifting her pajamas and spreading her legs, eagerly reaching her hands inside her underwear and bra.

Then, extremely suppressed moans began to come from the room. Her hands were constantly exploring and caressing her chest and genitals. Xiao Lan wasn't thinking about how to deal with her son secretly browsing pornographic websites, reading pornographic literature and pictures, and watching pornographic videos; she was more eager to satisfy her own physical desires.

Chapter 2 Xiaolan's Erotic Dream

Xiaolan, in desperation, resorted to her last resort: the three-pronged electric vibrator her husband had bought for her. With the aid of this sex toy, she finally reached orgasm, trembling all over, and then fell into a deep sleep, exhausted. However, as the saying goes, what you think about during the day, you dream about at night. Even in her sleep, she continued to enjoy an incredibly sweet erotic dream.

In her dream, Xiaolan was wearing her wedding dress again. Amidst the blessings of her relatives and friends, she arrived at the wedding venue in a sexy and elegant white gown. Then she discovered that there were two grooms: one was Xiao Xu, and the other was her son, Xiao An. The two grooms wore

matching white suits and accompanied Xiaolan to the hall, one on each side. After they stood still, she noticed the two grooms beside her. Their suits made her blush and her heart race. The grooms' upper bodies consisted of nothing more than red bow ties and white vests. Her husband, Xiao Xu, and son, Xiao An, had exposed chest muscles and nipples. The incredibly strong masculine aura deeply shocked and struck her incredibly bewildered and shy heart.

The groom's lower body was dressed in what appeared to be a tuxedo-style trousers, but only the back of his penis resembled a swallowtail; there were no trousers underneath, leaving the glans of both his husband and son completely exposed to everyone. Of course, it wasn't entirely uncovered; at least the base of his penis was decorated with a rainbow-colored ribbon with a bow.

This unique design seemed deliberately intended to echo the bow tie on the groom's upper body, undeniably eye-catching and incredibly obscene. However, once Xiaolan began to carefully examine her white veil, she realized that compared to what she was wearing, the groom's attire was actually quite conservative.

Xiaolan's lace white veil was open from the back all the way to her buttocks; in fact, Xiaolan's entire back and buttocks were practically completely uncovered. Guests behind could even clearly see the cleft of Xiaolan's buttocks and her round, white mounds. Of course, her anus was partially concealed by a beautiful sapphire beaded necklace.

Therefore, others probably couldn't see the area below the anus clearly, so it wouldn't be so shocking. However, the front of the wedding dress was also exquisite, with the entire bodice completely open, using jewels to encircle the nipples, forming a bra

that looked like a cross shape. But the nipples were tightly restrained, and a ruby bell hung down. Xiaolan looked down and felt that the skirt of the wedding dress only covered the sides of her body, with the front and back completely open. Her genitals, like her breasts, were surrounded by jewels. Her pubic hair, under the brilliance of the jewels, made her genitals incredibly alluring. Her clitoris was swollen and tightly pulled upwards. Xiaolan felt that she was becoming very strange.

Xiaolan's already wet genitals were clamped to both sides of her labia by three pairs of delicate beaded clips. One end of the clip was fixed to the labia, and the other end was fixed to the restraints on both sides of her thighs. As Xiaolan's thighs moved, her labia were pulled apart by the three left and three right clips, making it very clear to everyone.

Xiaolan wore long, white, lace fingerless gloves and matching white lace stockings with garter belts. Near the top of her thighs, the stockings featured a sexy red and black lace ruffled thigh band, complementing the rhinestone-studded straps and creating an incredibly seductive and wanton look.

Adding to this were her 30cm high, open-toe, rhinestone-encrusted strappy heels, giving her an air of noble elegance combined with wanton passion. Of course, the high heels made it difficult for her to move on her own, but fortunately, her husbands and sons were strong and healthy, supporting her as they made their way to the hall.

Then the officiant appeared, a woman who seemed to be called the Mayan Priestess. She wore an even more provocative outfit than Xiaolan, a completely white, transparent dress that revealed her body entirely. Underneath, she wore a gold, open-crotch bra and matching gold, exposed-crotch panties—more like armor than underwear.

Under her guidance, Xiaolan was led to a platform in the center of the wedding hall, resembling a stage. Her husband and son supported her on either side. The priestess then asked Xiaolan if she was willing to become their wife, to completely surrender her body and soul to the grooms, and to accept all their sexual demands without any autonomy.

Xiaolan obediently answered yes to each request. The priestess then instructed the grooms to secure Xiaolan to a steel frame in the center, resembling a doctor's examination table. Xiaolan's hands and feet were then separated and restrained, exposing her entire genitals to the audience. The priestess announced the commencement of a shaving ceremony to confirm their marital relationship.

The husband and son each held a sharp razor. The priestess first applied foam to Xiaolan's pubic hair area, then the grooms began to shave off the pubic hair. The shaved hair was then placed into two pairs of rings prepared by the priestess; these were Xiaolan's wedding rings for her husband and son.

After the man married, the priest broke the ring in two. Each ring was originally composed of two separate rings, uniquely designed to be combined. Once the man and woman's pubic hair were inserted for confirmation, as if sharing a common memory, this pair of rings could no longer be combined with any other rings.

The priest then gave the rings to the man and woman, and once worn, they could not be removed. Because Xiaolan had two husbands, she had two rings, signifying that she now belonged to two men. Before sexual intercourse, the rings had to be combined to confirm their identities; therefore, Xiaolan's body would henceforth belong only to her husband and son.

The priest then announced that their marriage was valid, and the groom could begin to rape the bride. Xiaolan was then released from her restraints and taken to a prepared mattress. She was positioned like a female dog, prone to being raped by the groom. After the groom and Xiaolan combined their rings, the celebration began.

First her husband, then her son, restrained Xiaolan's hands and feet, spreading her legs wide and binding them, causing her labia to be pulled open with clamps. She was completely ready to be raped by the grooms. While the grooms began raping Xiaolan, the guests, with permission, were allowed to rape her at will, except for her vagina.

So after the wedding, Xiaolan began to experience unprecedented torment. Almost every orifice in her body that could be penetrated was repeatedly subjected to the thrusting and rape of various parts of her body by the guests. At the same time, her nipples, clitoris, and other sensitive areas were ravaged countless times without any restraint.

Just when she felt that she had experienced repeated orgasms, and that her body could no longer bear it, she finally woke up with a start. Feeling weak all over and with mixed feelings, Xiaolan, still sleepy, habitually glanced at the clock and suddenly screamed,

"Oh no, I overslept! I have to hurry!"

Forget about making the bed or getting dressed, Xiaolan hurriedly got up. Her son had to go to school, and she had to go to work later. So she rushed to her son's room, and sure enough, he was still in bed. In her haste, she rushed to his bedside and woke him up. Her son was still sleepy, but after glancing at Xiaolan, he woke up.

"Hurry up, get up and get dressed. There's no time. Mom will take you straight to school later."

Xiaolan, in a panic, pulled the covers off her son while berating him like a machine gun. She then noticed that the lace panties she had worn the day before were still on his glans. He was clearly not wearing underwear, and his penis was erect like a flagpole, while her panties looked like a flag.

"Mom, but... ah, I haven't..."

Her son stared at her, startled, and hurriedly pulled the covers back up, saying to Xiaolan.

"Okay, Mom will go downstairs to make you breakfast. Come down quickly."

Perhaps she was used to seeing this and no longer surprised, or perhaps she was tired from a night of erotic dreams, Xiaolan ignored her son and hurried downstairs to prepare breakfast.

Chapter 3 Xiaolan's Desperate Plea for Help from Xiaoling

After her son went downstairs, there was no time for Xiaolan to make breakfast. So, Xiaolan gave him money and told him to buy something to eat at school. In her haste, Xiaolan put on her slippers and rushed out to get the car with her son. Once outside, she realized she was a little cold; her pajamas were indeed a bit thin. But she didn't go back to get a change of clothes and drove straight to her son's school.

It wasn't just the cold; her son was in the car. Although her son had seen what she was wearing yesterday, she felt it was inappropriate for a mother to dress so provocatively while taking her son to school, and others might see her when she parked. But there wasn't enough time; she had to get her son to school first.

Finally, Xiaolan arrived home safely. Although she stopped at red lights several times, whenever there was a car or motorcycle beside her, Xiaolan felt her heart race, and her nipples and clitoris became engorged and hard. However, perhaps everyone was in a hurry to get to work or school, and no one noticed Xiaolan.

Of course, Xiaolan could feel her son's slightly burning yet somewhat blatantly flirtatious gaze as he sat beside her. However, Xiaoan, perhaps fearing he'd be late or feeling guilty, had been well-behaved the whole way, occasionally stealing glances at Xiaolan's body out of the corner of his eye, but making no sound.

Let him look if he wants; Xiaolan felt a strange mix of helplessness and satisfaction. After all, her figure could still attract her son's attention, which felt alright. She couldn't say it outright, but hearing her son praise her made her happy. Unlike her husband, who always praised Xiaoling for being virtuous and beautiful, he never understood her feelings.

When the car returned to the parking lot at the end of the alley near Xiaoling's house, Xiaolan finally relaxed. Just as she parked and was about to go home, she saw Xiaoling watering the flowers. Xiaoling was startled to see Xiaolan wearing only a sexy nightgown. She stopped what she was doing and asked,

"Xiaolan, where did you go? Why are you dressed so sexily? Did you go to meet your lover?"

Xiaolan and Xiaoling were already quite close, often joking and teasing each other. But when Xiaolan heard Xiaoling's comment, she felt unsure how to respond. Should she tell her she had just taken her son to school? What would Xiaoling think? However, Xiaolan quickly regained her composure and, feigning anger, replied to Xiaoling with a serious expression,

"Xiaoling, what are you saying? I'm a respectable woman, how could you say I was having a secret rendezvous with a lover?"

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry, I was just joking, don't take it seriously."

Xiaoling quickly realized her joke had gone a bit too far, so she immediately apologized. They were so familiar with each other that they wouldn't really hold a grudge. However, Xiaolan was genuinely worried. With her husband not home, she had no one to discuss things with. So she asked Xiaoling,

"Xiaoling, are you free now? Can you come over for a bit? I need to ask you something.

" "Sure, what's up? Aren't you going to work later?"

"I don't go to work that early, it'll only take a little while."

"Wait a minute, I'll just turn off the water. You go home and wait for me."

A while later, Xiaoling arrived at Xiaolan's house. Xiaolan had already made tea and was waiting anxiously in the living room. As soon as she saw Xiaoling come in, she quickly got up and pulled Xiaoling to sit beside her affectionately. Then, somewhat embarrassed, she began to ask Xiaoling for advice.

"Xiaoling, I'm so sorry, but I'm really troubled."

"What's wrong, Xiaolan? Don't worry, let's talk it out."

"Um, how should I put it? Xiaoling, what should I do if my child watches porn?"

"Xiaolan, oh, I see."

"You should probably leave this to Xiaoxu."

"I know, but you know what? I just called him on his cell phone, and he actually said that our son watching porn proves his sexual orientation is normal."

Xiaolan, clearly angry with her husband, rattled off a whole bunch of things along with Xiaoling.

"And he also said that we ourselves secretly watched it when we were young, and it's no big deal. Isn't that infuriating?" "Oh 　　, I

see."

"That's why I had no choice but to ask you."

This was a bit tricky to handle, after all, it was Xiaolan's family matter, so Xiaoling said to Xiaolan seriously, "Actually, I think your husband is right." 　　"Xiaoling, what are you saying?" 　　"Don't rush, I'm saying, didn't you ever peek at your little notebook when you were young?" 　　"Oh dear, Xiaoling, what are you talking about?" 　　"Xiaolan, let me finish, I'm saying, actually, during puberty, we all start to have sexual desires, don't we?" 　　"I know that, but, you know what? An'an actually took my underwear last night..." 　　Xiaoling couldn't help but burst out laughing after hearing this. 　　"Xiaoling, you're laughing at me, I'm so annoyed." 　　"Okay, okay, actually, I wasn't laughing at you." 　　Xiaolan asked Xiaoling in confusion. 　　"Then what are you laughing at?" 　　"It's just underwear. Actually, my husband secretly tried on his sister's underwear when he was in high school. 　　" "Really? How did you know?" 　　"My husband told me, and his sister caught him red-handed and even told Mom." 　　"And then? Wasn't Dawei doomed?" 　　"No, my mother-in-law just laughed it off and didn't pursue it further." "Really? 　　Your mother-in-law is so open-minded!" 　　"Xiaolan, that's why I say it's normal for teenage boys to be interested in girls' bras or underwear. 　　" "What should I do?" 　　"Xiaolan, we've been there. Some things can't be forbidden; you have to guide them." 　　"Then what do you suggest?" 　　"Actually, this should have been something you and your husband discussed and faced together. However, it seems you should at least talk to your son about principles first. 　　" "What principles?"

"It's about what you can and can't do, things like that.

" "Does your son watch porn?" "

I haven't encountered that. Our computers are all in my husband's and my bedroom, so I can supervise what the kids are playing and control their internet time."

"Oh, then should I move Xiao An's computer to my room?" "

You can discuss that with your husband and kids first."

"Xiao Ling, thank you so much! Otherwise, I wouldn't know what to do."

"No problem, we're best friends."

After saying that, Xiao Ling deliberately gave Xiao Lan a suggestive look.

"Tell me honestly, what does your son's penis look like? It's so strong, it must be pretty good, right?"

"Ugh, Xiao Ling, you deserve a beating! You're just sexually frustrated and want my son too!"

"Tch, you're the one who's like that! I don't believe you haven't seen it, pretending to be a saint."

So Xiaolan and Xiaoling wrestled and tickled each other on the sofa. Xiaoling, looking at Xiaolan's sexy outfit, helped her solve her problem, and while she was doing so, she felt a sense of empathy for Xiaolan's situation, and a restless flutter stirred within her. So, under the guise of a joke, she took the opportunity to release her own passionate fantasies.

"Ah, it's almost nine o'clock! Oh no, I have to hurry to work!"

Xiaolan suddenly snapped out of it, glanced at the clock, quickly stopped her playful fight with Xiaoling, and rushed upstairs to change and get ready for work. Xiaoling ignored her; she simply tidied herself up and went home to finish her unfinished tasks, though her heart was far from at peace.

After their heart-to-heart talk that morning, the two married women's otherwise mundane lives were slightly stirred, but at that moment, they didn't think too much about it. Only later, when they began to experience forbidden passion and slowly succumbed to a life of sexual slavery, did they realize that this day was actually a turning point in their lives.

Chapter 4 Xiaolan's Workplace

Xiaolan didn't change her underwear, directly putting on the white jumpsuit of a hairstylist. Before going downstairs, she couldn't help but go into her son's room, glancing at his slightly messy bed. Then, from under his pillow, she pulled out the underwear she had worn yesterday. A faint, sour, pungent smell mixed with semen filled the air.

Xiaolan knew what that smell was, of course. Every time she was aroused, her genitals would secrete a slightly sweet and sour odor. Looking at the black lace underwear she had worn yesterday, with some semen residue still visible in the crotch area, Xiaolan suddenly felt a surge of heat in her head. She quickly put the underwear in her pocket and went downstairs.

After a while, she arrived at the hair salon. Fortunately, she wasn't late. Xiaolan greeted the manager and colleagues, calmly preparing her tools and starting to serve customers. Since the shop was located inside a government office, business was usually quite good on weekdays, but on weekends, there were fewer people, so the manager simply let everyone rest.

This is why Xiaolan chose this shop in the first place; her work wouldn't interfere with her home life. Sometimes Xiaolan even envies Xiaoling, because Dawei doesn't let her go out to work. After all, her husband and Dawei have different jobs. Although their salaries aren't that different, at least Dawei doesn't have to work shifts and rarely travels for work.

It's said that the previous landlord ran away due to poor management. He probably felt he wasn't earning enough and simply withdrew from the bidding process. The new landlord is very ambitious; after winning the bid, he started a major overhaul, which, frankly, meant hiring designers like Xiaolan who are somewhat attractive.

The shop used to offer men's and women's haircuts and perms. The original older women relied on their skills, but none of them were rehired. So, those older women privately called him a "lecher." Xiaolan herself isn't a designer; she just started as a shampoo girl and learned how to cut and perm hair.

However, it must be said that the boss's methods were quite effective. With the title of hairstylist and the boss's meticulously designed, form-fitting uniforms, the shop's business quickly boomed. Previously, only elderly people came for haircuts, but now even young people from government offices would occasionally patronize the shop. Xiaolan really had to admire the boss's methods.

Including Xiaolan, there were three stylists and one shampoo girl among her colleagues. The shop manager seemed to be the boss's mistress, a bit older than Xiaolan, and everyone called her Sister Li. Her skills were better than Xiaolan's, and while her looks were average, she wasn't as pretty as Xiaolan. Rumor had it she was a widow, but Xiaolan didn't usually try to curry favor with her.

As for the other stylist, Xiaoru, Xiaolan felt she relied solely on her looks. She also started as a shampoo girl, but had been in the industry much less than Xiaolan—she'd only had a little over a year of actual haircutting experience. But comparisons are odious; Xiaoru's sales performance was consistently better than Xiaolan's. Oh well, being young and pretty is all that matters.

Anyway, the shop has three designers, so the customers fall into three groups: young male civil servants, whether married or single, all come to Xiaoru. The boss's fitted uniforms are already quite eye-catching, but Xiaoru adds extra flair, deliberately pairing them with brightly colored, revealing lingerie to subtly attract men's attention.

Xiaolan's 32C breasts aren't small, but she usually doesn't dare dress too provocatively for work when her husband is home. However, today she forgot to change her bra in her haste. Her red French lace bra, worn under her white uniform, not only accentuated her full breasts but also subtly revealed the bra's color due to the color difference.

Xiaolan hadn't noticed at first, but after accidentally catching Xiaoru's hostile gaze, she finally realized the problem. After a night of erotic fantasies, Xiaolan had forgotten to wear a bra before leaving home. No wonder there were so many male customers today; they were all there specifically to feast their eyes on her!

Xiao Lan gave Xiao Ru a defiant glare, feeling a surge of satisfaction at having her injustice vindicated. She was incredibly pleased with herself, deliberately swaying her ample breasts as she cut the customer's hair, all the while indulging in her own fantasies.

"Not happy, are you? I'm usually letting you have your way, you know? Otherwise, with your little chest, you're no match for me."

In Xiao Lan's eyes, Xiao Ru's angry expression was practically a snarl, begging for a beating. However, she was still a little uncomfortable with her blatant display of her figure. But remembering Xiao Ru's arrogant demeanor when she used to get paid, Xiao Lan found it satisfying to give her a taste of her own medicine.

Standing so close while cutting hair, physical contact with customers was inevitable. Frankly, unless they were older women, male customers often enjoyed this seemingly unintentional physical contact. The experienced Xiao Lan could immediately detect these subtle changes in their eyes and expressions.

Xiaolan, even when careful, usually finds it hard to avoid these kinds of thoughts from men. But today, she felt strange. As she touched the customer, the customer's pleasure and intense gaze reflected in the mirror gave her a peculiar feeling.

Even though she was wearing a uniform and cutting a customer's hair, the customer's gaze was as if she were naked, standing before him, allowing him to admire every part of her body. She knew what men were thinking, but she didn't care. She seemed to enjoy the feeling even more.

"Ah, this feeling is so strange, my heart is aroused."

Xiaolan stared dazedly at the customer and herself in the mirror, but deep down she actually enjoyed the feeling. Originally, it was just a simple act of revenge against Xiaoru, but as the customer ogled and groped her, Xiaolan felt incredibly wanton. Looking at her own alluring gaze in the mirror, she couldn't help but squeeze her legs together.

"No, I need to calm down, but it feels so good to be looked at like this by a man."

After finally finishing the male customer's haircut, she handed him over to the shampoo girl, Xiaoli. Xiaolan, enduring the hot, sticky, and uncomfortable feeling between her legs, politely asked the next customer to wait a moment, gave the manager a brief instruction, and immediately went to the back restroom.

As soon as she entered and closed the door, Xiaolan immediately pulled up the hem of her uniform, then skillfully separated her underwear and stockings. Feeling utterly weak, she almost collapsed onto the toilet, a gush of golden urine mixed with vaginal secretions spurting out. Xiaolan groaned comfortably while simultaneously smelling the pungent odor of her genitals.

Suddenly, Xiaolan seemed to remember something. She struggled to pull her black panties from her pocket, her expression hungrily as she brought the lace panties to her nose. Her eyes, seemingly glazed over, stared at the traces of semen remaining on the panties.

She breathed heavily through her nose, her breath coming in heavily. The smell of her own urine, vaginal fluid, and her son's semen from the previous night emanated from the crotch area of her panties, making her feel hot and aroused. Her other hand began to explore her vagina, her fingers randomly thrusting in and out of her wet, hot vagina.

Then, as she inhaled the intoxicating, incredibly stimulating scent, mixed with the pungent smells of herself and her son, Xiaolan finally couldn't help but open her hot, hungry lips, letting out extremely distressed and alluring moans. She then used her wet, nimble tongue to lick the semen stains on her crotch like a female dog.

She knew her behavior was strange, but the intense desire deep within Xiaolan's body and soul made her unable to stop. This shameless, depraved act finally led Xiaolan to her first orgasm in the workplace restroom, the ejaculation of her love juices giving her an ecstatic pleasure.

After the orgasm, Xiaolan finally calmed down and found that the odor from her genitals was almost unbearable. So Xiaolan used the showerhead in the restroom to wash herself thoroughly. After tidying herself up a bit, Xiaolan opened the door. When she came out of the restroom, facing the manager's questioning gaze, she could only say,

"Sorry, I probably ate something bad this morning."

So the dedicated Xiaolan went back to serving customers. Everyone vaguely felt that Xiaolan was different after she came out. Although she looked a little weak, she seemed to have become incredibly charming. Even her tone of voice when serving customers became extremely gentle. Of course, only customers who had personally experienced her services could understand this.

The shop manager observed this, and although she didn't say anything, she roughly understood that Xiaolan's mind and body were beginning to change. The once innocent married woman seemed to be moving towards a different lifestyle. She didn't know if this was good or bad for Xiaolan, but she knew it would definitely be good for sales.

"Ah, sorry, customer."

Xiaolan would deliberately take the opportunity to let her full, firm breasts touch the customer's shoulder or back, and then intentionally or unintentionally apologize to the customer. Xiaolan felt that just watching the customer's reaction made her feel happy from the bottom of her heart and body. She had a mischievous idea in her mind.

"I'll let you touch, I'll let you look, I'll make you perverts so eager."

Xiaolan glanced at Xiaoru triumphantly. After her change of mindset, she dared to show her sexiness to the fullest, completely ignoring the male customers' burning desire and the strange looks of jealousy and envy from the female customers. When she was cutting the customer's hair with a calm and flirtatious look, she was like a foxy butterfly deliberately attracting bees and butterflies.

Chapter 5 Xiaolan's Fantasy in the Bathroom

Xiaolan usually goes home for lunch break, but today, due to the change in her outfit and the enthusiastic requests from the customers, she was busy until almost 12:30 before she had time to stop and eat. Moreover, there were still customers waiting in line for appointments, so Xiaolan simply didn't go home. She ate a quick bite and continued serving customers.

At this point, she had no desire to compete with Xiaoru. After all, she had stayed up very late last night because of her son, and Xiaolan found that even just having a wet dream had left her somewhat exhausted. Of course, she was tired and hoped others could share the burden. Luckily, Xiaoru had just finished cutting her customer's hair and could help out.

Xiaolan looked at the clock; it was almost 5 o'clock. After finishing this customer's haircut, there were still three people in line. At this rate, it would be very late to pick up her son from school. So, in a pleading tone, she begged the third customer who insisted on waiting for her haircut:

"Oh, Section Chief Zhang, I've been busy all morning and I'm exhausted! Please, let Xiaoru cut your hair!" Section Chief Zhang looked at Xiaoru and then at Xiaolan. He knew Xiaoru's skills weren't great, so he said with a slightly complicated expression, "But I'm your loyal customer! I only ever ask you to do my haircuts!" "Oh, Section Chief Zhang, I know you're the one who takes the best for me!" "Well then, I'll wait a bit. If it's too late, I'll come back tomorrow." Xiaolan's face showed a hint of... With a grateful expression, she glanced at the soon-to-retire Section Chief Zhang with a charming look, and said in a slightly coquettish tone, "Thank you so much. If it's too late today, I'll cut your hair tomorrow." Feeling that she could finally focus on her work, Xiaolan began to concentrate on cutting hair. As she turned around, her firm, full breasts accidentally brushed against Section Chief Zhang beside her. Startled, Xiaolan quickly turned away. Section Chief Zhang, a smile playing on his lips, sat back down in his chair, looking as if

he were savoring a moment of blissful satisfaction. Xiaolan then realized that he had done it on purpose. While talking to her, he had been standing right next to her. He must have been openly admiring her body. The lecherous old man was deliberately trying to take advantage of her! Xiaolan began to mutter to herself.

"Hmph, pretending to be all serious, he just wants to sneak a peek at other people's grandmas." Finally, when her son was almost home from school, Xiaolan, as expected, didn't have time to cut Zhang's hair. She apologized to him, then told the shop manager she had to pick up her child and left. Zhang, seeing that it was almost time, decided not to wait any longer. Since he didn't want to get his hair cut by the shop manager or Xiaoru, he'd just have to

come back tomorrow. "Sorry, Mom, I'm late because there were a lot of customers today." "It's okay, Mom, I didn't wait long." Xiaolan drove to the school gate. Xiao'an had already been home for a while, but she seemed happy to see her mother and didn't complain. Xiaolan drove her son home with a sigh of relief. If her husband were home, Xiaolan would usually cook dinner, but today she had to buy takeout.

Since Xiaolan hadn't had time to go to the market in the morning and hadn't eaten much of her lunch, she didn't cook dinner. She parked next to a self-service restaurant, gave her son some money to buy some of his favorite dishes, and then the two of them went straight home. Having stood almost all day with little rest, Xiaolan felt aches and pains in her back.

Both mother and son were preoccupied with their own worries, so they quickly finished their meal. Xiaolan told her son to take a shower first while she tidied the table and kitchen. She made a promise with her son that at 8 pm, after she finished showering, he would come to her room for a proper talk.

After tidying up, Xiaolan went upstairs and found her son had already showered and was quietly reading in his room. Xiaolan felt truly grateful for her son's maturity. Dragging her tired body into the bathroom, Xiaolan took off her uniform and casually took out the underwear stained with her son's semen from her pocket, placing it directly on the sink.

Then, Xiaolan naturally spread her legs, lifted her buttocks, and sat on the toilet. While defecating, she took off her bra and panties. Thinking about everything that had happened at the store that day, she suddenly felt a little dazed. What was it all for? Was she a lewd woman? Xiaolan began to ask herself.

Xiaolan forcefully contracted her anus, trying to expel the accumulated stool in her rectum. Oh no! Because of work, she sometimes couldn't go to the toilet, so she had to get used to holding her urine, not to mention defecating every day. Therefore, Xiaolan sometimes experienced constipation, but today it seemed more severe.

After several attempts, Xiaolan finally had to give up. It seemed she hadn't been paying attention to her lunchboxes and hadn't been eating enough fiber. But the stool that had accumulated in her rectum for several days was really making her uncomfortable. Well, there was no other way but to use glycerin balls. So she got up and took out the box of glycerin balls from the mirror.

Then, Xiaolan, incredibly sexy, bent over, her fair and plump buttocks raised, and spread her legs, lying face down on the toilet. Skillfully, she removed the cap from the glycerin enema tube, silently moving the opening near her anus. Probing cautiously, she slowly inserted the tube into her rectum, then gently pressed the tube.

Ah! A cool, stimulating stream of glycerin was pushed into Xiaolan's rectum. She continued pressing, trying to push the entire tube of glycerin into her anus. Afterward, Xiaolan endured the churning, turbulent, and strangely uncomfortable yet stimulating sensation in her lower abdomen. At this moment, Xiaolan actually began to somewhat enjoy this anal enema.

After a while, when the discomfort in her abdomen lessened, Xiaolan sat upright on the toilet and tried to pull out the glycerin tube from her anus. But suddenly, Xiaolan felt a sharp pain in her buttocks, and cried out, "Ah!" By the time Xiaolan realized it, it was too late.

Xiaolan had barely pulled out the tube and wasn't even ready to remove the glycerin bulb when the filth in her anus erupted like a volcanic eruption, spraying her thighs and fingers with an unbearable stench. Helpless, Xiaolan used her clean left hand to pick up the anal irrigator and began washing her right hand and genitals.

"Ah, that feeling just now...it was so strange, but it also felt so good." Recalling the anal eruption, Xiaolan suddenly felt a wonderful pleasure in her rectum at the moment the filth was released. She couldn't help but touch her anus with her right index finger, then, with a dazed look in her eyes, she involuntarily inserted her index finger into her anus, constantly turning and stirring the intestinal walls.

"Ah~~~, what a wonderful feeling, my finger is inside, inside that dirty anus, so tight." Xiaolan thrust in and out of her anus while sensually twisting her hips, completely immersed in this filthy and disgusting game, unable to help but let out strange moans. She fantasized that she was like the woman receiving an enema and anal sex in the movie. After playing for a while, she reluctantly withdrew her index finger and cleaned it again.

Although it seemed to be clean, Xiaolan's right hand still seemed to have a lingering stench. Never mind, Xiaolan picked up her right hand and smelled it near her nose. Turning her head, she saw the underwear she had put in the washbasin. Xiaolan suddenly picked up the underwear, stroking the semen stains on it, and spread her legs to put it on.

At this moment, Xiaolan, her face flushed like a peach blossom and her expression somewhat dazed, slowly twisted her body, pulled up the underwear she had worn yesterday, and began to press her hands against the crotch area, the place stained with her son's semen, rubbing her vulva vigorously beneath the underwear. Her mind began to fantasize: "Ah...ah...there are so many of my son's sperm here...I really want my son Xiaoan's sperm to travel along my vagina into my uterus..." Although Xiaolan knew she had undergone tubal ligation and her chances of conceiving were extremely slim, she was now acting out a lewd act, pressing and caressing her swollen labia beneath the underwear while uttering shameless, obscene words. This was simply a self-deceptive trick.

But as Xiaolan thought and acted this way, she felt even more excited. She felt she had come to enjoy the feeling of being a lewd woman, as if she truly wanted to be pregnant and give birth to her son. Just from these wild thoughts, her vulva quickly became soaking wet.

"Ah...fantasizing about being a lewd woman feels so good!"

Chapter 6 Xiaolan's First Communication with Her Son While

showering, Xiaolan looked down at her full breasts, slowly lathering herself with shower gel. Thinking about what had happened at the shop that day, she couldn't help but feel a little proud. However, her thoughts quickly shifted to her son. How should she talk to him later? It was making her a little anxious.

Thinking about this, even when cleaning her genitals, Xiaolan didn't feel much passion. After all, this series of events had left her feeling a little too high, and she needed to calm down. Standing all day with almost no rest had left her back and legs exhausted and sore.

After showering, she returned to her room in a daze. Xiaolan habitually took out a set of underwear from the closet, but thinking about the scene at work that day, the eager gazes of the men made her a little distracted. Actually, no woman dislikes seeing men's admiring eyes. Feeling a surge of heat, she put down the underwear she was holding and chose a more revealing style.

It would be a lie to say Xiaolan didn't struggle internally. Her husband wasn't home often, and even when he was, he wasn't the type to shower her with sweet words. Strange, he wasn't like this before they got married. It's just how men are; they pursue you hard, but once they get you, they don't cherish you anymore.

But Dawei, on the other hand, is incredibly devoted to his wife, and has a sweet tongue. Ah, everyone has their own fate. Fine, since her husband won't be home tomorrow anyway, she'll just dress sexy. Who says she's not as good as Xiaoling? Humph, you stinky husband, your wife has many men who want her! Finally, seemingly in a fit of pique

, Xiaolan put on the revealing lingerie. Looking at her perfect breasts in the mirror, revealing her cleavage, Xiaolan was satisfied with her reflection. The lace panties below presented a beautiful sight; the close-fitting fabric made her labia bulge. If you looked closely, you could see the mysterious valley nestled between the two mounds. Xiaolan couldn't help but touch her crotch.

"Ah!!! Such beautiful lines, they feel so good to touch." Of course, Xiaolan was still very clear-headed. She knew what she was going to do yesterday, so she put on an exquisite silk nightgown. She was going to have a heart-to-heart talk with her son later, so she couldn't dress as revealingly as she did yesterday. This nightgown was not only comfortable to wear, but also looked noble and elegant, which seemed like a good choice.

Xiaolan walked to the dressing table with satisfaction, moved her bottom to sit down, and began to use body lotion to pamper her body. Looking at her beautiful figure in the mirror, Xiaolan proudly puffed out her chest and slowly rubbed the lotion. She was almost 39 years old, but time seemed to have left no trace on her petite and delicate figure.

After finishing her body care, seeing that it was almost time, Xiaolan walked lightly to her son's room and warmly invited him to her room. Seeing that his mother had also finished showering, Xiaoan immediately got up, feeling a little uneasy. He could only silently and obediently follow his mother into the room.

Upon entering the room, Xiao Lan, the mother, lay down on the bed, trying to maintain a relaxed atmosphere. She leaned against the headboard and gestured for her son to face her, asking him to sit up on the bed. Xiao Lan only had one son, so she doted on him, and they had a very close relationship. Her son would often come to her room when he needed something.

"An'an, you're all grown up now. Mom loves you, so there are some things I need to make clear to you."

"Yes, I know."

Xiao An knew what his mother wanted to talk to him about, so he lowered his head shyly, avoiding direct eye contact with his mother, his gaze drifting to the slender legs peeking out from under her pajamas.

"Well, An'an, Mom knows you might want to watch porn, but a lot of that stuff is acting, not real. If you watch it, it might give you the wrong ideas, and that wouldn't be good."

Xiao An nodded after listening, but he didn't want to give up this exciting thing. So he remembered what his father had said and whispered to his mother,

"Oh, I know, but... but Dad said it's normal for boys to watch porn."

Xiao Lan was really at a loss. Her husband had actually said this to their son. Of course, she knew her husband really didn't care about this, but how could she teach her child like this? She had no choice but to continue communicating.

"So, Mom won't completely forbid you from watching, but if you really want to watch, you have to get Dad's or Mom's permission, okay? A lot of the content is too perverted and violent, it's really not suitable to watch."

Xiao An felt that his mother wasn't completely forbidding him from watching, so he nodded and said okay.

"Then, An An, for your studies and future, Mom thinks it's better to put your computer in Mom's room."

"Oh, why do you have to do this? It will be very inconvenient for me to use the computer this way."

"Because you're in high school now, going to bed early and getting up early to develop a regular habit is better for your studies and health. With the computer in Mom's room, you won't stay up too late, and Mom will know what you're doing."

"What about holidays? Mom, can I play a little later on holidays? What am I supposed to do if the computer's in your room?"

Xiao Lan felt a bit troubled. Indeed, she couldn't suppress her son all the time, otherwise it would provoke his resistance. What to do? It seemed she had to wait for her husband to come home before deciding.

"Okay, then we'll leave the computer for now and discuss it when your dad gets back."

"Yay, Mom, you're the best!"

Xiao An excitedly snuggled up to his mother and gave Xiao Lan a loving hug. Xiao Lan smiled as she watched her son, cheek pressed against her chest, snuggling in her arms. She could smell his masculine scent. Xiao An had always been like this; he would use this tactic when he wanted something, but Xiao Lan quite liked it.

"Okay, sit down. Mom has something to tell you."

"No, I want to hug Mom."

Looking at her son lying in her arms, acting spoiled, Xiao Lan felt like time had turned back. But the contrast between her son's tall stature and her petite frame made her realize how fast time had really passed. Her son had grown up. She patted her son's shoulder helplessly and said to Xiao An.

"Then lie down next to Mommy, Mommy's been tired all day, my feet are so sore."

Xiao An immediately said to his mother in a flattering tone.

"Mom, you've worked so hard, lie down, I'll massage your feet."

Actually, Xiao An had massaged his mother before, but that was before junior high school. Whenever Xiao Lan was tired, her son would try his best to massage her feet with his little hands, without any strength or technique, but it was his thoughtful gesture that always touched Xiao Lan. Of course, it didn't actually help, but it made her feel very comfortable.

Now, her son was offering to massage her again. Xiao Lan didn't have high expectations for her son's massage skills, but it was still his intention, so she smiled and said okay, then turned over and lay down on the bed, placing her hands on the pillow and pressing her face against it, then quietly waiting for her son's thoughtful service.

The son slightly parted his mother's legs, then knelt at her feet with an air of authority. His large, warm hands began to massage her calves. Xiaolan's tired legs felt incredibly comfortable under her son's massage. She lay back, letting his hands continue to massage her legs.

Gradually, in the comfortable feeling, she felt as if she were floating on clouds. Xiaolan's breathing became even and gentle. Her son's warm hands gradually moved from her calves to her thighs. Unconsciously, as if with tacit permission, Xiaolan lifted the hem of her pajamas up to her waist, revealing her underwear completely to her son. Lying

there, Xiaolan began to involuntarily let out comfortable moans. Exhausted from the day, Xiaolan was so comfortable that she almost fell asleep. In her half-awake state, her mind became a little hazy. Was she dreaming? But the comfortable feeling in her legs was so real that Xiaolan couldn't distinguish between reality and illusion for a moment.

Slowly, it felt like her inner thighs were being touched unintentionally; warm hands ran over her legs, and the fatigue of the day seemed to disappear. Then she felt her lower back being gently massaged; it felt so good, so very good. If this was a dream, Xiaolan might wish she never woke up.

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