[The Unstoppable Temptation of the Adultery Series] (1-4) Author: Lust, Caution

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Author: Lust, Caution
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Chapter 1: Encounter

On Friday afternoon, after finishing his architecture class at Tunghai University, Zhiming saw his junior
, Chunjiao waiting for him under a large tree not far away. He sighed and walked towards her helplessly. Actually, Zhiming wasn't
unaware of Chunjiao's feelings for him, but her persistent pursuit was truly overwhelming.

They met at the welcome party. It's a tradition at Tunghai University for second-year students to host the party
to welcome new students. When Zhiming arrived at the venue, the dance had already begun. Couples were dancing on the dance floor. Only
one girl, wearing glasses, sat in a corner with her head down, seemingly a little lonely. Zhiming wasn't particularly interested in this kind of dance;
he just wanted to show his face briefly before returning to his dorm. This girl must be a first-year student, sitting alone in the corner, which seemed rather
pitiful . So he went over to strike up a conversation. After he introduced himself, the girl smiled broadly and
replied in a coquettish voice, "If you are Zhiming, then I am your Chunjiao."

Zhiming was stunned. He knew there was a movie called "Love in a Puff," but
wasn't this girl's answer a bit too explicit? He attended all-boys schools for junior and senior high, and his mother was very strict, so
he had no experience with girls. There were quite a few female classmates at school, but as an architecture major, his studies were demanding,
and he hadn't put much effort into getting to know girls. To be honest, when he walked over, he was prepared to die.
How pretty could a girl who was being ignored be? She must be too ugly for anyone to want, right? But upon closer inspection, she
was actually quite pretty. As a freshman, she still had a childlike innocence and a bit of baby fat. She
wore black-rimmed glasses, and her skin was smooth and fair. She wasn't exactly beautiful, just cute. Her shoulder-length
hair was slightly curly, and her floral dress looked like something from a cheap street stall. The only attractive thing about her
was her two round, full breasts, which reminded him of the recently popular actress with a youthful face and large breasts—
Guo Shuyao .

Aside from her alluring breasts, he didn't have any particular feelings for this girl and only wanted to politely brush her off
and leave. But no matter what he talked about, she laughed heartily, showing great courtesy. Plus,
the slight jiggling of her breasts was enough to make any man's eyes glued to her. So, he found himself staying to
chat with her for quite a while. Later, he learned that she wasn't joking; her name really was Chun Jiao.

The two found this coincidence quite amusing.

Zhiming, always a strict and solitary person, disliked being around crowds. The hustle and bustle
of people only made him feel agitated. After chatting for a while, he wanted to leave. Chun Jiao said, "Senior,
I live in Taipei and am not familiar with Taichung. I don't know where there are good restaurants. Shall we go get some late-night snacks? It's
on me."

He thought about it and agreed; he was hungry too. He had a car, so he drove her to the Taichung night market. Zhiming found
a comfortable little shop, asked Chunjiao what she wanted to eat, and then rushed to the counter to order and pay.

Chunjiao was very touched by her senior's thoughtfulness. After he returned to his seat, Chunjiao asked, "Senior, what's your name?"

"Hmm? My name is Wang Zhiming."

"Oh, senior, she was asking what you ordered. Of course I know your name is Zhiming, because I'm
your Chunjiao!"

Chunjiao laughed so hard she almost choked, her full breasts trembling slightly, and
her sweet, coquettish voice attracted envious glances from the men at the next table. Zhiming felt a little embarrassed and wanted to turn
away from their smirks, but he saw several senior students in the distance giving him a thumbs-up

, seemingly congratulating him on his good fortune with women.

That night, back in his dorm, he dreamt that her breasts were rubbing against his body,
swaying against his cheek. In the dream, he let her naked body press against him, kissing his entire body, feeling incredibly comfortable…

As

for Chun Jiao, she had fallen in love with Zhi Ming at first sight. She felt
embarrassed . Even though she wasn't bad-looking, no boy asked her to dance. She was extremely ashamed and almost couldn't take
it anymore, but thankfully Zhi Ming appeared and eased her embarrassment. She was very grateful for his rescue,
and after , they exchanged phone numbers, promising to stay in touch. Later, they went to the movies a few times, enjoying each other's company.
She admired everything about him; he studied architecture, but he also understood astronomy, geography, art, and literature—a very intelligent
boy. Unconsciously, Chun Jiao had placed her heart entirely on him, always finding excuses
to run into him on campus.

That day, she waited for him outside the classroom after class, wanting to ask if she could get a ride back to Taipei.

She knew Zhiming's schedule perfectly. She knew that after his last class on Friday, he would drive his
BMW back to Taipei. He didn't like life in Taichung; it was just where he studied, his home,
and everything else—including his close friends and favorite activities—was in Taipei.

She prepared fruit and snacks, and worried that her senior would get tired driving, so she chatted with him and fed him along the way.

Zhiming was a bit of a germaphobe and didn't like people eating in his beloved BMW, but seeing Ajiao's
innocent carefree demeanor, he couldn't bear to refuse her. The drive from Taichung to Taipei took two and a half hours, and it was
almost dinnertime, so Ajiao suggested that she treat Zhiming to dinner. Zhiming's cell phone suddenly rang. He had a hands-free Bluetooth device
in his car , so he answered, "Mom, what's up?"

"Zhiming, have you arrived in Taipei?"

Before Zhiming could answer, Ajiao interrupted, "Hello, Auntie, this is Lin Chunjiao. My senior
and I just arrived in Taipei and are about to have dinner."

"Hello, Miss Lin, right? Restaurants outside can't compare to home cooking. If it's convenient, would you like
Zhiming to drive you to our house for dinner? I'll have the maid prepare a couple more dishes."

"Thank you for the invitation, Auntie. Okay, see you later."

Zhiming was speechless. Ajiao was being a bit too proactive. He was busy driving and hadn't even had a chance
to talk to his mother, yet she had already agreed to have dinner at his house. He felt a little reluctant, but seeing Ajiao's
excited expression, he couldn't bear to dampen her spirits... When they arrived at the luxurious villa on Yangmingshan, Ajiao realized
just how was and couldn't help but stick out her tongue. It turns out that Zhiming's father was a renowned architect, and this was
one of his early works. The villa has eight floors, with three floors located semi-basement, used for storage and servants' accommodations. Additionally...
The villa, with five floors above ground, is connected by small elevators and a grand central staircase. Three walls are floor-to-ceiling windows,
overlooking Yangmingshan National Park and offering stunning views. The rooftop features a landscaped courtyard with a solar-powered heated
swimming pool , a jacuzzi, a rockery, and an artificial waterfall. Aunt Lin had already instructed the maid to set up a table by the pool, and the three
of them enjoyed dinner under the romantic starlight and beautiful night view.

After the meal, Ah Jiao felt somewhat uncomfortable; her world was worlds apart from Zhi Ming's.

Zhi Ming's background was far from ordinary. His father had passed away early, and his mother independently built an architectural firm.
She was a very successful businesswoman, running the firm with great success, even expanding into engineering,
solar energy , fitness equipment, and the internet, creating a diversified business. Their latest project was
a luxurious building in downtown Taipei, inspired by the innovative design concept of a "city tree," towering in the city. Incorporating the dynamic rotation of the Chinese Tai Chi
symbol , each floor features
a rooftop garden vertically attached to the exterior wall. Once completed, it will become a landmark in Taiwan that breaks with tradition. Ah Jiao admired her aunt's
achievements; such a successful and strong woman was kind and polite, chatting casually. But Ah Jiao was nervous, feeling incredibly
insignificant. She had majored in Chinese literature and only knew poetry and prose.
She didn't understand topics like art design and marketing management.

Finally, after enduring the meal, her aunt asked Zhi Ming to take Ah Jiao home. While she was in the restroom,
Zhi Ming's mother asked, "Zhi Ming, you know I won't interfere with or restrict your friends, but
after you graduate and finish your military service, you'll be studying in the US. You'll be taking over our family business in the future, so you need to be careful about who you befriend.
If they're not from the same social class..."

"Okay, Mom! Friends don't need to be rich or poor, because so far, none of my friends are as
rich as our family, okay? Don't always be prejudiced against others!"

Zhi Ming's mother was rebuffed by his retort. She knew her son had a strong sense of self, and forcing him to obey
could easily create resistance and backfire. She decided to try a different approach, employing reverse psychology
.

"Zhiming, you've misunderstood Mom. I quite like Miss Lin and want to invite her to see the opera next month."

At that moment, Ajiao walked over, preparing to put on her shoes to go home. "Miss Lin, 'The Phantom of
the Opera' is being performed at the National Theatre Hall next month. Your aunt has booked a VIP box seat. Have Zhiming bring you. Your aunt has invited some business
friends; everyone will be enjoying the performance together."

Ajiao was somewhat surprised. An opera house, a VIP area—this must be a grand occasion! She was a little worried about whether she
could handle it. But she didn't want to go against her aunt's good intentions, so she obediently agreed. "Yes. Thank you, Auntie."

Zhiming rolled his eyes. He and his junior weren't yet in a romantic relationship; he didn't know what his mother was
planning . He liked opera, but he had no interest in dealing with those business people… Oh well, maybe
school would be busy then, or Ajiao would forget about it, and he could escape this predicament.

After returning home, Ajiao felt a mix of emotions. She was happy that Zhiming's mother wanted to take her to
the opera, but worried that she didn't even have a decent outfit and wouldn't be able to attend such a high-class occasion.
Before university started, she had earned some money as a tutor, but it all went to tuition. Her parents were cleaners, and she
couldn't ask them for money. So she decided to find another part-time job in Taichung to earn some pocket money.
She needed to dress up that day and not be as casual as she was today.

Chapter Two: Trial Job

After deciding to earn her own money, Ajiao began frantically searching for part-time jobs online. She tried
registering at tutoring centers, but they required applicants to be STEM or English majors. She also tried some part-time jobs at companies
, but the pay was low and the hours were too long, taking up her class time.

Online, she saw a job posting for a bartender at a coffee shop in the city, open to women over 18, with
flexible and salary to be negotiated. So she rushed over after class. This is a coffee shop located on the second and third floors.
The entrance is inconspicuous, and the narrow stairwell is uniquely decorated, with mirrors on two walls and elegant lighting guiding people
up. Upon reaching the second floor, she explained her purpose to the waiter and was led to a private room in the corner. There seemed to be few customers
at this time. Looking around, she saw the classically refined decor; the owner must be a
cultured person.

After waiting a while, the owner came to greet her. He was about thirty or forty years old, with a very elegant demeanor.
After reviewing Ah Jiao's resume, he explained that this was his coffee shop, and he had recently converted the third floor into a bar, hoping to find an extra bartender
.

"I'm still a student, so I can only come after class. Is the flexible working hours advertised in the ad true?"

"Yes, if there's a suitable candidate, time isn't a problem. But I need to
explain some of the store's rules first..." The owner hesitated, swallowing hard, and said, "
Because the food and beverage industry is highly competitive, we need to come up with new ideas. So, employees working at the bar must wear the company's
low-cut t-shirts, and no bras underneath..."

"What?"

"I'm sorry, please don't think of me as a pervert. I don't want to force employees to do this, but since we
implemented this, the bar's business has increased tenfold, and I have no choice..." The owner's face flushed red.

Ah Jiao was a little scared and tried to leave, saying she needed to think about it. The shop owner said, "No problem, think it over carefully.
Our shop has good benefits, and most of our customers are foreign businessmen. They won't touch you. You just need to show a little bit
of your chest to let some male customers feast their eyes, and you can earn a basic hourly wage and a considerable amount of tips. For students,
this kind of work is easy and lucrative..."

Ah Jiao couldn't listen anymore... Was this even a legitimate industry? It felt like prostitution. So,
after thanking him for the interview, she fled.

The job search process wasn't going smoothly, and just when Ah Jiao was about to give up, she suddenly found a job online seeking a
nanny to take care of twins, providing dinner, with details to be discussed in person. Ah Jiao decided to give it a try. Her mother had been
a nanny for several neighborhood children, and she often helped out, so it shouldn't be difficult.

During the interview, the landlady, Mrs. Zhang, told her that her twin daughters, Xiao Zhen and Xiao Ya, had just turned one year old, and she wanted to return to
her company. However, because of her work in network engineering, she sometimes needed to work the night shift to support overseas clients.

Mr. Zhang works in insurance, and his job is relatively flexible. However,
it might be difficult for a man to manage both caring for two children and cooking. Therefore, he wants to hire a nanny to come to his home for a few hours each day to help with chores.
After dinner, she would feed and bathe the children. As long as they were in bed by 7:30, her job was considered done.

Mrs. Zhang, seeing that she was fluent in her answers and was a student at Dongda University, decided to give her a trial period since she was in a hurry to find someone.

So, every day after class, Ah Jiao would take the bus to help take care of the children, and Mr. Zhang would also
help with cooking.

She could still study and do her homework when she returned to her dormitory around 8:00 PM, and everything went smoothly. Mrs. Zhang
was very satisfied with Ah Jiao's quick and efficient work. She told Ah Jiao that she had to go on a business trip to the East Coast of the United States for a week to attend a research conference. During her
absence , Mr. Zhang would take time off to take care of the children at home, but he still needed Ah Jiao's help. She would
pay her according to the hours she worked.

Ah Jiao agreed.

On the first day after Mrs. Zhang's business trip, she came over after class. When Mr. Zhang saw her, he was relieved. After handing over
the twins her, he said he was exhausted and needed to go out for some fresh air. Ah Jiao played with the children for a while and
then made a simple dinner by herself. But Mr. Zhang did not return, and his calls to his mobile phone went directly to voicemail. She
had finally managed to get everything settled, and the children were asleep, but she couldn't leave. She could only rest on the sofa for a while, waiting for
Mr. Zhang to return. While waiting, she fell asleep from exhaustion.

Mr. Zhang had been drinking outside before returning home. He had never liked children; it was his wife who insisted on having them after they got married
, and their lives were completely thrown into chaos after the twins were born. The children were adorable, but
when , they were truly exhausting. His meager salary was supplemented only by his business bonus, while his wife
worked as a network engineer at an international company with a high salary, so she was in charge of everything at home.

He opened the door, slightly drunk, and saw a scene of serene beauty. Ajiao lay on the sofa, her off-shoulder
t-shirt revealing her beautiful shoulders, her full, high breasts trembling with each breath, her navel slightly exposed, and
her plump thighs beneath her short skirt were incredibly alluring. Looking down at the spring scenery, Mr. Zhang couldn't resist
lifting her skirt a little and gently touching the depths of Ah Jiao's legs... Her skin was so smooth and delicate,
her private parts so tender...

Ah Jiao was fast asleep, so his devilish hands then pulled down her panties a little, revealing her thick
pubic hair . He brought his head close to smell and lick it; the scent of a young girl was just different, and he was somewhat unable to resist... Usually
, when he saw Ah Jiao bending down to prepare dinner or wash dishes, he would always pretend to help, but actually he wanted to take the opportunity
to peek into her neckline at her breasts, which were pushed up high by her bra. Their round and full shape made him itch with desire. He
carefully avoided waking her, secretly caressing her smooth, soft waist with one hand, slowly moving upwards
to caress her cleavage, gently kneading her breasts, unable to suppress a moan. So full and elastic, he couldn't bear to let
go… He slipped his other hand into his trousers and began to masturbate… He wished this moment could last forever…

Because it was so stimulating, just before he climaxed, he became so excited that he couldn't help but slip his fingers inside her bra, pulling on
her nipples a little too hard, waking Ah Jiao.

Ah Jiao groggily sat up and found the drunken Mr. Zhang standing beside her, his eyes bloodshot,
his clothes somewhat disheveled. To hide his unease, he covered his trousers and said, "I'm sorry,
Miss Lin . I'm getting home too late, you can go back now." She felt something was wrong; why was her skirt
slightly lifted, and her underwear not properly on? She was both surprised and suspicious, but feeling no physical abnormality, she didn't want to say anything more and
hurried back to the girls' dormitory.

Chapter 3: Desire

The next day, after class, Ah Jiao hesitated about whether she should continue working as the Zhang family's nanny. She thought, at worst, she could
tell her senior that she wasn't going to the opera, and then she wouldn't have to worry about not having money to buy clothes. She decided to call him:

"Senior Zhiming, this is Chun Jiao, how are you?"

"Junior... um..."

"Senior, your voice sounds strange, are you feeling unwell?"

"Um... I've had a fever... my head hurts so much, I missed class..."

"Oh, then... where are your roommates?"

"I don't know... they seem to be on a mountaineering club activity, they haven't been around for the past few days..."

"Then, I'll be right there."

Chun Jiao rushed to the pharmacy outside the school and bought fever reducers, headache medicine, and some congee and side dishes. She ran to
the boys' dormitory . Zhiming saw that she was covered in sweat and had brought food and medicine. The Dongda campus was so big; it
probably took her an hour and a half to walk there and back. He was very touched... Because he was too weak, he lay back down on the bed. Chun Jiao fed him porridge and
medicine , kept urging him to drink water, and helped him to the bathroom. A Jiao gently wiped his face with a towel and
helped him back to his room to lie down. However, he kept sweating profusely, his shirt soaked through. A Jiao had to fetch a basin of hot water
to bathe him and change him into a clean t-shirt. He soaked several pieces of clothing, and A Jiao kept wiping his sweat and
changing his clothes . He complained of a headache, so she massaged him to relieve it. This went on all night.

Before dawn, Zhi Ming woke up and found his high fever had subsided, and he felt much better. Seeing A Jiao
sleeping on the desk beside the bed, remembering her attentive care, Shi Jin was deeply moved and couldn't help but affectionately pat her head. She woke up and
immediately went to the bedside to touch his forehead and cheeks, asking,

"Senior, your fever has gone down. Are you feeling much better? You didn't eat much dinner last night. What time is it? Should I
go buy you breakfast?"

Zhiming looked at her; his hair was messy, and he looked very tired, but her wholehearted care for him
captivated his heart. From childhood, everything about him had been taken care of by servants. When his father was alive, he and
his mother were both busy with their careers and had no time for him. After his father passed away, his mother channeled her grief into strength, completely
neglecting her child and devoting herself solely to her career. Zhiming grew up in such a lonely childhood, which shaped his
independent , aloof, and cold personality. Unconsciously, he inherited his mother's stubbornness and authoritarianism, becoming overly focused on
his studies and demanding perfection in everything he did.

He was grateful to Ajiao for taking care of him all night, and felt sorry for her sleeping uncomfortably on the table. So he pulled her onto his
bed and held her tightly in his arms: "Ajiao, you've really gone through a lot..."

Ajiao felt a little shy; a man and a woman lying alone on the same bed—what did that imply...? But she liked her senior
so much that she couldn't refuse, so she obediently rested her head on his shoulder. Zhiming could feel
her full breasts pressing against his chest, as soft and bouncy as a memory foam mattress... He felt
his blood begin to boil, and he could no longer restrain himself. He kissed Ajiao while touching her soft...
"Her breasts," she let out a soft moan, offering no resistance... Her breasts were so tender and alluring, he couldn't resist reaching
inside her blouse, clumsily unhooking her bra, kneading and playing with her breasts. Ah Jiao trembled,
unsure whether it was pleasure or anticipation, fear or desire; her physical desires were fully aroused. When
he pulled down Ah Jiao's jeans and underwear, her lower body was already soaking wet.

He caressed her private parts, teasing her relentlessly... Ah Jiao couldn't help but let out
soft moans that made her blush and her heart race, her body completely out of control. Her legs were spread wide by Zhi Ming, and Zhi Ming stared at
this sexy naked body lying before him, that thick pubic hair and tender vulva... his lust surged, and
he pulled down his pajama bottoms and pressed himself against her... hastily inserting his penis...

Unfortunately, Zhi Ming's penis, like the man himself, was refined and delicate, all show and no substance. It pierced into
Ah Jiao's full breasts and pert buttocks, but couldn't reach the bottom. As he thrust in and out of her, she felt nothing at all.

Zhiming finished quickly and lay down beside her, falling into a deep sleep.

The whole thing came and went swiftly, and the naive Ajiao didn't see anything wrong with it. From childhood,
she had received no sex education from her parents; the word, even the thought of
it, seemed dirty and unclean. But just now, he had been so gentle, so eager for her body, and
the whole thing had happened naturally. She deeply loved Zhiming and only wanted to be one with him. Although there wasn't much physical
pleasure, the boundless warmth and joy she felt was unlike anything she had ever experienced before… She gazed at Zhiming affectionately,
tossing and turning for a long time before finally falling asleep.

The next day, after they woke up, they went to class. Ajiao left somewhat reluctantly, unable to concentrate on a single word of her Chinese
history class, her mind filled with their tender affection. After class, she rushed to
work at the Zhang family's house. She thought that if she really wanted to go to the opera with Zhiming's family and friends at the end of the month, she couldn't dress too casually and
embarrass him. Mrs. Zhang was still away on her business trip and hadn't returned yet. Mr. Zhang, feeling guilty, didn't dare to question Ajiao
about her unexcused absence yesterday. Ajiao quickly finished her chores, put the two children to sleep, and was about to leave when Mr. Zhang stopped her,
explaining,

"Ajiao, are you unhappy with me?"

"I...no..."

"Ajiao, the day before yesterday I was drunk, and you were lying on the sofa sleeping with your skirt up. I couldn't help but glance at you
, just wanting to find some clothes to cover you up. I didn't mean any harm, please believe me."

Ajiao blushed. Was it just her imagination? That night she clearly felt a hand rubbing her
chest .

"Ajiao, you know I liked you the first time I saw you. When you started working here was
the happiest time of my life. You kept the house so well, and you took such good care of the two babies. I know you
work hard teaching and taking care of the children, so I can give you extra money."

Ajiao was a little touched. Perhaps she had misunderstood Mr. Zhang. He actually offered to give her a raise.

"Mr. Zhang, thank you. My boyfriend was sick yesterday, so I couldn't come. I'm so sorry."

"It's alright, it's alright. I was with the twins all day yesterday, I was exhausted. Taking care of children is
really not easy. Tomorrow night I'll cook you a nice dinner and settle your salary for this month."

After thanking Mr. Zhang, Ajiao left. On her way back to the dormitory, she called Zhiming. Zhiming said he had something
come up and was already on his way back to Taipei. Ajiao was a little unhappy and questioned him about why he went back to Taipei early
without telling her first.

"Ajiao, don't be unreasonable. My car needs to be repaired tomorrow. You
can contact ."

"Senior, we always go back to Taipei together. How can you just leave me like this? And yesterday,
yesterday..." Ajiao felt wronged. What kind of boyfriend would go alone without a word?

"Okay, don't talk on the phone for too long, I need to concentrate on driving. I'll hang up now if there's nothing else."

Zhiming didn't like clingy girls; he was used to being free.

"Senior, you...you..."

Ajiao wanted to explain, but Zhiming had already hung up. She couldn't bear this blow. Weren't they still so affectionate in bed
last night? How could he speak to her so coldly? She
had given him her heart and soul, but Zhiming hadn't even said "I love you," and was avoiding her like this. It
was so disappointing! She walked back to her dormitory in tears, with no one to confide in about her pain.

Chapter 4: Temptation

Ajiao really didn't understand why Zhiming was so hot and cold. But no matter how sad she was, life had to go on.

She finished her class listlessly and went to Zhang's house to work as usual. As soon as she entered, she saw Mr. Zhang
busy cooking in the kitchen, while Xiaozhen and Xiaoya were playing on the living room floor.

"Mr. Zhang, I can help prepare dinner."

"No, you forgot. I'll cook something delicious for you today. Please help take care of the children first."

Ah Jiao couldn't help but laugh at Mr. Zhang's flustered state. But he insisted on cooking dinner himself,
so Ah Jiao fed the children, helped bathe them, and played some lullabies to put them to sleep. When she left the room,
Mr. Zhang had already opened a bottle of red wine and prepared a candlelight dinner, with some beautiful flowers on the table as decoration.
Tonight's was Western cuisine, with appetizers, salad, borscht, and steak.

The dinner wasn't very good, and the steak was cold, but it was Mr. Zhang's thoughtfulness that touched Ah Jiao, who was
initially . After they finished dinner chatting and laughing, Mr. Zhang took out an envelope
containing Ah Jiao's salary for the month; then he took out a paper bag, a gift for Ah Jiao.

Ah Jiao was a little surprised. Opening the paper bag, she found a white
dress 's style. She was very happy but didn't understand why Mr. Zhang would buy her a dress.

"Ah Jiao, I know you told my wife you got a job as a nanny so you could buy a nice dress. Today,
when I took the kids out, I saw this dress in the shop window and it reminded me of you. Consider it a thank you for your hard work these past few days…

Please don't tell my wife I bought this for you, lest she misunderstand."

"Mr. Zhang, thank you so much. But isn't this gift too expensive? I dare not accept it."

"Don't be so formal. Why don't you change first and see if it fits?"

Ah Jiao happily changed into the dress. Because it was a low-cut, backless dress, she had to take off her bra first.

She saw herself in the bathroom mirror and realized she looked completely different. At that moment, Mr. Zhang was outside the bathroom…

"Ah Jiao, are you satisfied? Can I admire your new dress?"

Ah Jiao hesitated. This was her first time wearing a low-cut dress, and without a bra, it felt a little strange . But since
Mr. Zhang had given her the dress, she felt she should at least let him see it. So she opened the door and came out.
Mr. Zhang saw her beautiful figure, clearly revealed in the white dress. He couldn't help but waver,
unable to contain himself. He praised Ah Jiao's beauty, saying that the dress suited her perfectly, and then changed to
romantic music, offering to teach her to dance.

Ah Jiao, completely captivated by Mr. Zhang's flattery, unknowingly became intoxicated, letting him hold her waist as they danced slowly. Mr. Zhang
kept whispering in her ear, expressing his admiration for her. One hand pulled her waist closer and closer.

Ah Jiao's full breasts pressed against his chest, and he couldn't help but slip his hand under her bare back, intentionally or
unintentionally rubbing her exposed breast. Whether it was due to the alcohol or Mr. Zhang's skillful teasing, he didn't know
. A girl's vanity made her lower her guard a little. She said she didn't want
this , but she didn't push Mr. Zhang away forcefully. So he intensified his actions, pressing his lips to her fair and delicate neck and sucking,
while his hands began to wander, slowly stroking her buttocks, his erect lower body
pressing tightly against Ah Jiao's body and writhing... Ah Jiao was a little confused; his actions were actually arousing her.
A surge of heat flowed to her lower body, and she felt her vagina tighten, even a little painful...

He stroked Ah Jiao's hair, trying his best to take it a step further. He had waited so long, and finally he could take advantage of
his wife's business trip to kiss her. He couldn't miss this opportunity... His hand slowly slid from the roots to the ends of her hair,
gently stroking it. He was so gentle that Ah Jiao's body involuntarily felt a novel sense of satisfaction, and
her heart began to flutter... She said no several times... but he forcefully caressed her entire body again and again, and
later even gradually loosened Ah Jiao's dress, pressed her down on the carpet, and kissed her nipples on her jade neck. Ah Jiao
blushed and couldn't help but close her eyes... With each step of violation, she inexplicably longed for his
possession ... When he lifted her skirt further and put his head between her legs to tease her with his tongue, Ah Jiao
trembled as if she had been electrocuted. Before, she felt pain, but now she wanted it... She began to moan...

Mr. Zhang greedily licked her honey hole, which was already wet with lustful fluids. It seemed that she was completely under his
control, and he knew it was time to have sex with her...

"Mr. Zhang, no... no... don't..." Ah Jiao saw him take out his huge penis and wanted to
back out .

"I won't go in, I just want to make you happy." He rubbed his penis against the outside of her vagina...

"No, my boyfriend... ah..." Ah Jiao tried to push him away, but couldn't. He moved his penis to
her sensitive clitoris...

"Can he make you enjoy it like I can? Let me help you, I won't force you..." Mr. Zhang
wouldn't give up, gently inserting his penis at the entrance... letting it go in a little...

"He... doesn't... ah... no... ah..." Under his skillful onslaught, Ah Jiao
involuntarily opened her tightly closed thighs slightly...

"No? Don't stop, huh?" His huge penis slowly sank in a little, his hands constantly kneading her full
breasts and erect nipples, so elastic and full, Ah Jiao felt a little overwhelmed by his touch, and began to breathe
rapidly . So he couldn't hold back any longer and thrust in forcefully...

"Ah~ ah~ you... you said you wouldn't go in... ah..."

"Just one thrust, just one..."

"No... you can't... ah~"

"Ah Jiao, I'm sorry, you're just too tempting. I can't control myself at all. I love you...

"

Ah Jiao was moved by his passionate emotions. His thick penis was both painful and pleasurable as it pressed against her... She
felt sorry for Zhi Ming, and a wave of unease washed over her. That sense of guilt was intertwined with a strange pleasure. She
was somewhat confused... She didn't understand why she was having an affair with a married man. Was it out of spite, or because of
the temptation of sex?... Mr. Zhang's strong and tall body pressed heavily on her, his penis reaching
the deepest part of her flower. She couldn't help but let out satisfied moans, even beginning to respond to his vigorous thrusts...
That tingling pleasure was intoxicating, and her previous soft breaths turned into wanton moans... Her body
was pushed along with the rhythm of the thrusts, her full breasts trembling with each movement...

She had fallen into the abyss of sexual depravity, and could never go back to the way things were before...

[Adultery Series] - Irresistible Temptation - Lust, Caution Original

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Chapter 1: Encounter

Friday afternoon, after his architecture class at Tunghai University, Zhiming saw his junior
, Chunjiao . He sighed and walked towards her helplessly. Actually, Zhiming wasn't
unaware of Chunjiao's feelings for him, but her relentless pursuit was truly overwhelming.

They met at the freshman welcome party. It's a tradition at Tunghai University that the party is hosted by second-year students...
Welcome, freshmen. When Zhiming arrived at the venue, the dance had already begun. Couples were dancing on the dance floor. Only
one girl wearing glasses sat in a corner with her head down, looking a little lonely. Zhiming wasn't particularly interested in this kind of dance;
he just wanted to show his face briefly before heading back to his dorm. This girl must be a freshman, sitting alone in the corner—it was rather
pitiful . So he went over to strike up a conversation. After he introduced himself, the girl smiled, revealing her teeth, and
replied in a coquettish voice, "If you are Zhiming, then I am your Chun Jiao."

Zhiming was taken aback. He knew there was a movie called "Love in a Puff," but
wasn't this girl's answer a bit too explicit? He had attended all-boys schools in junior and senior high, and his mother was very strict, so
he had no experience with girls. There were quite a few female classmates at school, but as an architecture student, his studies were demanding,
and he hadn't put much effort into getting to know the opposite sex. To be honest, when he walked over, he was resigned to his fate.
How pretty could a neglected girl be? She must be too ugly for anyone to want, right? But upon closer inspection, she
wasn't bad-looking at all. A freshman, she still had a childlike innocence, with a slight baby fat. She
wore black-rimmed glasses, and her skin was smooth and fair. She wasn't exactly beautiful, just cute. Her shoulder-length
hair was slightly curly, and her floral dress looked like something you'd find at a cheap street stall. The only attractive feature of her was…
It was her two full, round breasts that reminded him of the recently popular actress with a youthful face and large breasts—
Guo Shuyao .

Aside from her alluring breasts, he didn't have any particular fondness for this girl and only intended to politely brush her off
and leave. But no matter what he talked about, she laughed heartily, showing great courtesy. Plus
, when her breasts jiggled slightly, any man would find it impossible to look away. So, he found himself staying to
chat with her for quite a while. And later he learned that she wasn't joking; her name really was Chun Jiao.
The two found this coincidence quite amusing.

Zhiming, always strict and accustomed to solitude, disliked being in crowds. The hustle and bustle
of crowds only made him feel agitated. After chatting for a while, he wanted to leave. Chun Jiao said, "Senior,
I live in Taipei and I'm not familiar with Taichung. I don't know where there are good restaurants. Shall we go get some late-night snacks? It's
on me."

He thought about it and agreed; he was hungry too. He had a car, so he drove her to the Taichung Night Market. Zhi Ming found
a small shop with comfortable seating, asked Chun Jiao what she wanted to order, and then rushed to the counter to order and pay.

Chun Jiao was touched by her senior's thoughtfulness. After he returned to his seat, Chun Jiao asked, "Senior, what's your name?"

"Hmm? My name is Wang Zhiming."

"Oh, senior, she was asking what you ordered. Of course I know your name is Zhiming, because I'm
your Chun Jiao!"

Chun Jiao laughed so hard she almost choked, her full breasts trembling slightly, and
her sweet, coquettish voice attracted envious glances from the men at the next table. Zhiming felt a little embarrassed and wanted to turn
away from their laughter, but he saw several senior students in the distance giving him a thumbs-up
, seemingly congratulating him on his good fortune with women.

That night, back in his dorm, he dreamt that her breasts were rubbing against his body,
swaying against his cheek. In the dream, he let her naked body press against him, kissing his entire body, feeling incredibly comfortable…

As for Chun Jiao, she had fallen in love with Zhi Ming at first sight. She felt
embarrassed . Even though she wasn't bad-looking, no boy asked her to dance. She was extremely embarrassed and almost couldn't take
it anymore, but thankfully Zhi Ming appeared and eased her embarrassment. She was very grateful for his rescue,
and after , they exchanged phone numbers and agreed to keep in touch. Later, they went out to see several movies and had very pleasant conversations.
She admired everything about him; he studied architecture, but he also understood astronomy, geography, art, and literature—a very intelligent
boy. Unbeknownst to her, Chun Jiao had placed her heart entirely on him, always finding excuses
to bump into him on campus.

One day, she waited for him outside the classroom after class, hoping to ask if she could hitch a ride back to Taipei.

She knew Zhi Ming's schedule inside and out. She knew that after his last class on Friday, he would drive his
BMW back to Taipei. He didn't like life in Taichung; it was just where he studied, his home,
and everything else—including his close friends and favorite activities—was in Taipei.

She prepared fruit and snacks, keeping him company and feeding him along the way, worried he might get tired driving.
Zhi Ming was a bit of a germaphobe and didn't like people eating in his beloved BMW, but seeing Chun Jiao's innocent
and carefree demeanor, he couldn't bear to refuse her. The drive from Taichung to Taipei took two and a half hours, and it was almost
dinnertime, so Chun Jiao suggested treating Zhi Ming to dinner. Zhiming's cell phone suddenly rang. He had
a hands-free Bluetooth device in his car, so he answered, "Mom, what's up?"

"Zhiming, have you arrived in Taipei?"

Before Zhiming could answer, Ajiao interrupted, "Hello, Auntie, this is Lin Chunjiao. My senior
and I just arrived in Taipei and are about to have dinner."

"Hello, Miss Lin, right? Restaurants outside can't compare to home cooking. If it's convenient, would you like
Zhiming to drive you to our house for dinner? I'll have the maid prepare a couple more dishes."

"Thank you for the invitation, Auntie. Okay, see you later."

Zhiming was speechless. Ajiao was being a bit too proactive. He was busy driving and hadn't even had a
chance to talk to his mother yet, and she had already taken it upon herself to agree to have dinner at his house. He felt a little unwilling, but seeing Ah Jiao's
excited expression, he couldn't bear to dampen her spirits... Upon arriving at the luxurious villa in Yangmingshan, Ah Jiao realized
just how was, and couldn't help but stick out her tongue. It turned out that Zhiming's father was a famous architect, and this was
one of his early works. The villa had eight floors, with three floors semi-basement used for storage and servants' accommodation. The other
five floors were above ground, connected by small elevators and a large central staircase. Three walls of the villa were floor-to-ceiling windows,
adjacent to Yangmingshan National Park, overlooking the park's beautiful scenery. The rooftop featured a landscaped courtyard with a solar-powered heated
swimming pool , a jacuzzi, a rockery, and an artificial waterfall. Aunt Lin had already instructed the maid to set up a dining table by the pool, and the three
of them enjoyed dinner under the romantic starlight and beautiful night view.

After the meal, Ah Jiao felt somewhat uncomfortable; her world was worlds apart from Zhi Ming's.

Zhi Ming's background was far from ordinary. His father had passed away early, and his mother had single-handedly supported the architectural firm.
She was a very successful businesswoman, running the firm with great success, even expanding into engineering,
solar energy , fitness equipment, and the internet, creating a diversified business. Their latest project was
a luxurious building in downtown Taipei, inspired by the innovative design
concept standing majestically in the city. Inspired by the dynamic rotation of the Chinese Tai Chi symbol, each floor features
a rooftop garden extending vertically onto the exterior wall. Once completed, it will become a groundbreaking landmark in Taiwan. Ah Jiao admired her aunt's
achievements; this successful businesswoman was approachable, polite, and chatted casually. However, Ah Jiao felt nervous, realizing how
insignificant she was. She had majored in Chinese literature and only knew poetry and prose.
She was unfamiliar with topics like art design and marketing management.

Finally, after enduring the meal, her aunt asked Zhi Ming to take Ah Jiao home. While she was in the restroom,
Zhiming's mother asked, "Zhiming, you know I won't interfere with or restrict who you make friends with, but after you graduate and finish your
military service, you'll be going to study in the US. You'll be taking over our family business in the future, so you need to be more careful about who you befriend.
If they're not well-matched..."

"Okay, Mom! Making friends doesn't depend on wealth. So far, none of my friends are as
wealthy as our family, okay? Don't be so prejudiced against others!"

Zhiming's mother was taken aback by his retort. Knowing her son had a strong sense of self, she knew that forcing him to obey
would easily create resistance and might even backfire. She decided to try a different approach, employing reverse psychology
.

"Zhiming, you've misunderstood me. I quite like Miss Lin and would like to invite her to see the opera at the end of next month."

At this moment, Ajiao approached, preparing to put on her shoes and go home. "Miss Lin, '
The Phantom of the Opera' is being performed at the National Theatre at the end of next month. I've booked a VIP box seat. Have Zhiming bring you. I've invited some business
associates; everyone will be attending the performance together."

Ajiao was somewhat surprised. An opera house, a VIP area—this must be a very formal occasion! She worried about whether she
could handle it. However, she didn't want to go against her aunt's good intentions, so she readily agreed. "Yes. Thank you, Auntie."

Zhiming rolled his eyes. He and his junior weren't in a romantic relationship, and he didn't know what his mother was up
to . He liked opera, but he had no interest in dealing with business people... Oh well, maybe
school would be busy, or Ah Jiao would forget about it, and he could escape this predicament.

After Ah Jiao returned home, she felt conflicted. She was happy that Zhiming's mother wanted to invite her to
the opera, but she was worried because she didn't even have a decent outfit. How could she attend such a high-class occasion?
Before university started, she had earned some money as a tutor, but it all went to tuition. Her parents were cleaners, and she
couldn't ask them for money. So she decided to find another part-time job in Taichung to earn some pocket money. She needed
to dress up that day and not be as casual as she was today.

Chapter Two: Trial Jobs

After deciding to earn her own money, Ah Jiao began frantically searching for part-time jobs online. She tried
registering at tutoring centers, but they required applicants to be STEM or English majors. She also tried some part-time jobs at companies
, but the pay was low and the hours were too long, taking up her class time.

Online, she saw a cafe in the city advertising for a barista position, females over 18 years old only,
flexible , salary negotiable. So she rushed over after class. It was a cafe located on the second and third floors
. The entrance was inconspicuous, and the narrow stairwell was uniquely decorated, with mirrors on two walls and elegant lighting guiding people
up step by step. After reaching the second floor, she explained her purpose to the waiter and was shown to a private room in the corner.
There seemed to be few customers
refinedat this .

After waiting a while, the owner came over to greet her. He was about thirty or forty years old, and very debonair. After reading Gillian's
resume, he explained that this was his cafe, and he had recently converted the third floor into a bar, hoping to find an extra bartender
.

"I'm still a student, so I can only come after class. Is the flexible working hours advertised in the ads true?"

"Yes, if there's a suitable candidate, time isn't a problem. But, I need to
explain some of the store's rules first..." The owner hesitated for a moment, swallowed, and said, "Because
the food and beverage industry is highly competitive, we have to come up with some new ideas. So, employees working at the bar have to wear the company's low-
cut t-shirts, and they can't wear bras underneath..."

"What?"

"I'm sorry, please don't think of me as a pervert. I don't want to force employees to do this, but since
we implemented this, the bar's business has increased tenfold, and I have no choice..." The owner's face turned red.

Gillian was a little scared and wanted to leave after thinking about it. The shop owner said, "No problem, think it over carefully.
Our shop has good benefits. Most of our customers are foreign businessmen. We won't do anything inappropriate. You just need to
show your chest to give some male customers a good look, and you can earn a basic hourly wage and considerable tips. For students,
this kind of work is easy and lucrative..."

Gillian couldn't listen anymore... Was this still a legitimate industry? It felt like prostitution. So,
after thanking him for the interview, she fled.

The job search was not going well, and just when Gillian was about to give up, she suddenly found a job online seeking a
nanny to take care of twins, providing dinner, details to be discussed in person. Gillian decided to give it a try. The mother had worked
as a nanny for several neighborhood children and often helped out, so it shouldn't be difficult.

During the interview, Mrs. Zhang, the homeowner, told her that her twin daughters, Xiao Zhen and Xiao Ya, had just turned one, and she wanted to return
to her job. However, due to her work in network engineering, she sometimes needed to work the night shift to support overseas clients.
Mr. Zhang worked in insurance, and his job was more flexible, but
it might be difficult for a man to take care of two children and cook. Therefore, she wanted to find a nanny to come to her home for a few hours each day to help with
dinner, feeding and bathing the children. As long as they were in bed by 7:30 pm, the job would be considered done.

Mrs. Zhang saw that she answered fluently and was a student at Dongda University. She was in a hurry to find someone, so she decided to give her a trial period.
So, every day after class, Ajiao would take the bus to help take care of the children, and Mr. Zhang would also help with cooking. She
could still study and do her homework when she returned to her dormitory around 8 pm. Everything went smoothly. Mrs. Zhang was very
pleased with Ah Jiao's quick and skillful hands. She told Ah Jiao that she had to go on a business trip to the East Coast of the United States for a week to attend a research conference. While she was
away , Mr. Zhang would take time off to stay home with the children, but he still needed Ah Jiao's help. She would pay her according to the hours she worked
. Ah Jiao agreed.

On the first day after Mrs. Zhang's trip, she came over after class. Mr. Zhang was relieved to see her. After handing over
the twins her, he said he was exhausted and needed to go out for some fresh air. Ah Jiao played with the children for a while and
then made a simple dinner by herself. But Mr. Zhang didn't return, and his mobile phone went straight to voicemail. She
finally managed to get everything settled, but the children were asleep, and she couldn't leave. She could only rest on the sofa and wait for
Mr. Zhang to return. While waiting, Ah Jiao fell asleep because she was too tired.

Mr. Zhang returned home after having some drinks outside. He had never liked children, but
his wife insisted on having them after they got married. The birth of the twins completely disrupted their lives. The children were adorable, but
their was incredibly exhausting. His meager salary was supplemented only by his accrued bonuses, while his wife
worked as a network engineer at an international company with a high salary, so she was in charge of everything at home.

He stumbled open the door, only to be greeted by a scene of idyllic beauty. Ah Jiao lay on the sofa, her off-the-shoulder
t-shirt revealing her beautiful shoulders. Her full, firm breasts trembled with each breath, her navel slightly exposed, and her
shapely thighs beneath her short skirt were incredibly alluring. Mr. Zhang looked down at this sight, unable to resist…
He lifted her skirt slightly and gently touched the depths of Ah Jiao's legs... Her skin was so smooth and delicate, her private parts
so tender...

Ah Jiao was fast asleep, so his devilish hands then pulled down her panties a little, revealing her thick pubic
hair . He brought his head close to smell and lick it; the scent of a young girl was just different, and he was somewhat unable to resist... Usually,
when he saw Ah Jiao bending down to prepare dinner or wash the dishes, he would always pretend to help, but actually he was taking the opportunity to peek
into her neckline at her breasts, which were pushed up high by her bra. Their round and full shape made him itch with desire. He
carefully avoided waking her, secretly caressing her smooth, soft waist with one hand, slowly moving upwards to caress
her cleavage, gently kneading her breasts, unable to suppress a moan. They were so full and elastic, he couldn't bear to let go
... He put his other hand inside his pants and began to masturbate... He wished this moment could last forever...

Because it was so stimulating, just before he was about to ejaculate, he was so excited that he couldn't help but put his fingers inside her bra, pulling on
her nipples a little too hard, waking Ah Jiao up.

Ah Jiao sat up groggily and found Mr. Zhang standing beside her, drunk, his eyes bloodshot and
his clothes disheveled. To hide his unease, he covered his crotch and said, "I'm sorry,
Miss Lin . I got home too late. You can go back now." She felt something was off. Why was her skirt
slightly lifted, and why wasn't her underwear properly on? She was both surprised and suspicious, but since she felt nothing wrong, she didn't want to say anything and
hurried back to the girls' dormitory.

Chapter 3: Desire

The next day, after class, Ah Jiao hesitated about whether to continue working as a nanny for the Zhang family. She thought, "At worst, I
can tell my senior I'm not going to the opera, then I won't have to worry about not having money to buy clothes." She decided to call her senior:

"Senior Zhiming, this is Chun Jiao, how are you?"

"Junior... um..."

"Senior, your voice sounds strange, are you feeling unwell?"

"Um... I've had a persistent fever... my head hurts so much, I missed class..."

"Oh, then... where's your roommate?"

"I don't know... I think they're involved in a mountaineering club activity, they haven't been around for the past few days..."

"Then, I'll be right there."

Chun Jiao rushed to the pharmacy outside the school to buy fever reducers, headache medicine, and some congee and side dishes, then ran to
the boys' dormitory . Zhiming saw that she was covered in sweat and had brought food and medicine. The Dongda campus is so big, it
probably took her an hour and a half to walk there and back. He was very touched... Because he was too weak, he lay back down on the bed. Chun Jiao fed him congee and medicine,
kept urging him to drink water, and then helped him to the bathroom. Gillian gently wiped his face with a towel and helped him
back to his room to lie down. However, he kept sweating profusely, and his shirt was
soaked. Gillian had to fetch a basin of hot water to help him bathe and change him into a clean t-shirt. He soaked several pieces of clothing, and Gillian kept wiping his sweat and changing his clothes.
He complained of a headache, so she massaged him to relieve it. This went on all night.

Before dawn, Zhiming woke up and found that his high fever had subsided, and he felt much better. Seeing Ah Jiao
asleep on the desk beside the bed, and remembering her attentive care, Shi Jin was deeply moved and couldn't help but affectionately pat her head. She woke up and
immediately went to the bedside to touch his forehead and cheeks, asking,

"Senior, your fever has gone down. Do you feel much better? You didn't eat much dinner last night. What time is it? Should I
go buy you breakfast?"

Zhi Ming looked at her; her hair was messy, and she looked very tired, but her wholehearted care for her
captivated his heart. From childhood, everything about him had been taken care of by servants. When his father was alive, he and
his mother were both busy with their careers and had no time for him. After his father passed away, his mother channeled her grief into strength, completely
neglecting her child and devoting herself solely to her career. Growing up in such a lonely childhood shaped Zhi Ming's
independent , aloof, and cold personality. Unbeknownst to him, he had inherited his mother's stubbornness and authoritarianism, becoming overly engrossed in
his studies and demanding perfection in everything he did.

He was grateful to Ah Jiao for taking care of him all night and felt sorry for her sleeping uncomfortably on the table, so he pulled her onto his
bed and hugged her tightly: "Ah Jiao, you've really worked hard..."

Ah Jiao felt a little shy; a man and a woman lying on the same bed—what did that imply...? But she
liked her senior so much that she couldn't refuse, so she obediently rested her head on his shoulder. Zhiming could feel her
full breasts pressing against his chest, as soft and elastic as a memory foam mattress… He felt his
blood boiling, unable to restrain himself any longer. He kissed Ajiao while touching her breasts with his hands.
She let out a soft moan, not resisting… Those breasts were so tender and alluring. He couldn't resist and slipped his hand
inside her shirt, clumsily unhooking her bra and kneading and playing with her breasts. Ajiao trembled, unsure whether
it was pleasure or anticipation, fear or desire. Her physical desires were completely aroused. When he further removed
Ajiao 's jeans and underwear, her lower body was already soaking wet.

He caressed her private parts, teasing her relentlessly… Ah Jiao couldn't help but let out
soft race. Her body was completely out of control, her legs spread wide by Zhi Ming. Zhi Ming stared at
this sexy naked body lying before him, the thick pubic hair and tender vulva… his lust surged, and he pulled down
his pajama pants and pressed himself against her… hastily inserting his penis…

Unfortunately, Zhi Ming's penis, like the man himself, was refined and delicate, all show and no substance. It couldn't penetrate
Ah Jiao's full breasts and pert buttocks. She felt nothing as he moved in and out of her vulva.
Zhi Ming finished quickly and lay down beside her, falling into a deep sleep.

The whole thing happened quickly, and the naive Ah Jiao didn't see anything wrong with it. From childhood,
she had received no sex education from her parents; the word, or even just thinking about
it, was considered dirty and unclean. But he had been so gentle, so eager for her body,
and the whole thing just happened naturally. She deeply loved Zhi Ming and only wanted to be with him. Although there wasn't much physical
pleasure, she felt an endless warmth and joy she had never experienced before… She gazed at Zhi Ming with deep affection,
tossing and turning for a long time before finally falling asleep.

The next day, after they woke up, they went to their respective classes. Ah Jiao left somewhat reluctantly, unable to concentrate on a single word of the entire Chinese
history class; her mind was filled with their tender affection. After class, she rushed to
work at the Zhang family's house. She thought that if she really was going to see the opera with Zhiming's family and friends at the end of the month, she couldn't dress too casually.
To embarrass him. Mrs. Zhang was still away on her business trip and hadn't returned. Mr. Zhang, feeling guilty, didn't dare question Ah Jiao
about her unexcused absence yesterday. Ah Jiao quickly finished her chores, put the two children to sleep, and was about to leave when Mr. Zhang stopped her,
explaining,

"Ah Jiao, are you unhappy with me?" "

I...no..."

"Ah Jiao, the day before yesterday I was drunk. You were lying on the sofa, and your skirt was all pulled up. I couldn't help but glance at you . I
just wanted to find some clothes to cover you up. I didn't mean any harm. Please believe me."

Ah Jiao blushed. Could it have been her imagination? That night she clearly felt a hand rubbing her
chest .

"Ah Jiao, you know I liked you the first time I saw you. Your time working here was
the happiest time of my life. You kept our home so well-organized and took such good care of the two babies. I know
it's hard work teaching and taking care of the children, so I can give you extra pay."

Ah Jiao was touched; perhaps she had misunderstood Mr. Zhang. He actually offered to give her a raise.

"Mr. Zhang, thank you. My boyfriend was sick yesterday, so I couldn't come. I'm so sorry."

"It's alright, it's alright. I was with the twins all day yesterday, I was exhausted. Taking care of children is
indeed difficult. Tomorrow night, I'll cook you a nice dinner and settle your salary for this month."

Ah Jiao thanked Mr. Zhang and left. On her way back to her dorm, she called Zhi Ming. Zhi Ming said he had something
come up and was already on his way back to Taipei. Ah Jiao was a little unhappy and questioned him about why he was going back to Taipei early
without telling her first.

"Ah Jiao, stop being unreasonable. My car needs to be taken to the repair shop tomorrow. You
can contact ."

"Senior, we always go back to Taipei together. How can you just ignore me like this? And yesterday,
yesterday..." Ah Jiao felt wronged. What kind of boyfriend would leave without a word ?

"Okay, don't talk on the phone for so long. I need to concentrate on driving. I'll hang up now if there's nothing else."
Zhi Ming didn't like clingy girls; he was used to being free.

"Senior, you...you..."

Ah Jiao wanted to explain, but Zhi Ming had already hung up. She couldn't take this blow. Weren't they still so affectionate in bed
last night? How could he speak to her so coldly? She
had given him her heart and soul, but Zhi Ming hadn't even said "I love you," and was avoiding her like this.
It was so disappointing! She walked back to her dormitory with tears streaming down her face, her heart filled with unspeakable pain.

Chapter 4: Temptation.

Ah Jiao truly couldn't understand why Zhi Ming was so hot and cold. But no matter how sad she was, life had to go on.
She listlessly finished her classes and went to Zhang's house to work as usual. As soon as she entered, she saw Mr. Zhang busy
cooking in the kitchen, while Xiao Zhen and Xiao Ya played on the living room floor.

"Mr. Zhang, I can help prepare dinner."

"No, you forgot. I'll cook something delicious for you today. Please help take care of the children first."

Ah Jiao couldn't help but laugh at Mr. Zhang's flustered appearance. But he insisted on cooking dinner himself,
so Ah Jiao fed the children, helped them bathe, and then played some lullabies to put them to sleep. After leaving the room,
Mr. Zhang had already opened a bottle of red wine and prepared a candlelight dinner, with some beautiful flowers on the table as a garnish.
Tonight's meal was Western cuisine: appetizers, salad, borscht, and steak.

The food wasn't great, and the steak was cold, but it was Mr. Zhang's thoughtful gesture, which touched Ah Jiao, who was
already . After they finished dinner chatting and laughing, Mr. Zhang took out an envelope
containing Ah Jiao's salary for the month; then he took out a paper bag—a gift for Ah Jiao.

Ah Jiao was a little surprised. Behind the paper bag, she found a white dress with a low-cut halter neckline, reminiscent of Marilyn Monroe's style.
She was very happy but didn't understand why Mr. Zhang would buy her a dress.

"Ah Jiao, I know you told my wife you were working as a nanny so you could buy a pretty dress. Today
, when I took the kids out, I saw this dress in the shop window and it reminded me of you. Consider it a thank you for your hard work these past few days… Please
don't tell my wife I bought this for you, so she doesn't misunderstand."

"Mr. Zhang, thank you so much. But isn't this gift too expensive? I don't dare accept it."

"Don't be so formal. Why don't you change into the dress first and see if it fits?"

Ah Jiao happily changed into the dress. Because it was a low-cut, backless dress, she had to take off her bra first.
She saw herself in the bathroom mirror and realized she looked completely different. Just then, Mr. Zhang said from outside the bathroom,

"Ah Jiao, are you satisfied? Can I admire your new dress?"

Ah Jiao hesitated. This was her first time wearing a low-cut dress, and without a bra, it felt a little strange
. But since it was a gift from Mr. Zhang, she had to let him see it. So she opened the door and came out.
Mr. Zhang saw her beautiful figure, clearly revealed in the white dress. He couldn't help but waver, unable to
contain himself . He praised Ah Jiao's beauty, saying the dress suited her perfectly, and then switched to
romantic music, offering to teach her to dance.

Ah Jiao, completely captivated by Mr. Zhang's flattery, unknowingly became intoxicated, letting him hold her waist as they danced slowly. Mr. Zhang
whispered in her ear, expressing his love for her. One hand pulled her waist closer and closer.
Ah Jiao's full breasts pressed against his chest, and he couldn't resist reaching his hand under her bare back, intentionally or
unintentionally rubbing her exposed breast. Whether it was the alcohol or Mr. Zhang's skillful teasing
, a girl's vanity made her lower her guard. She said no,
but didn't push Mr. Zhang away forcefully. So he intensified his actions, pressing his lips to her fair and delicate neck and sucking, while
his hands began to wander, slowly caressing her buttocks, his erect lower body pressing
tightly against hers and writhing… Ah Jiao was somewhat confused; his actions were arousing her,
a warm current flowing through her lower body, she felt her vagina tighten, even a little painful…

He stroked Ah Jiao's hair, trying every means to take it a step further. He had waited so long, finally able to take advantage of
his wife's business trip to kiss her, he couldn't miss this opportunity… His hand slowly slid along her hair from root to tip,
gently caressing it. He was so gentle, Ah Jiao's body involuntarily felt a novel sense of satisfaction, her heart
began to flutter… She said no several times… but he forcefully caressed her entire body again and again, until later…
As he gradually loosened Ah Jiao's dress and pressed her down onto the carpet, he kissed her neck and nipples. Ah Jiao blushed and
closed her eyes... With each step of his violation, she inexplicably began to anticipate his possession... When
he lifted her skirt further and placed his head between her legs to tease her with his tongue, Ah Jiao
trembled as if electrocuted. Before, she felt pain, but now she wanted it... She began to moan... Mr. Zhang greedily
licked her already wet and lustful vulva. It seemed that she was completely under his control, and he knew
it was time to have his way with her...

"Mr. Zhang, no... no... don't..." Ah Jiao saw him pull out his huge penis and tried to back out.

"I won't go in, I just want to make you happy." He rubbed his penis against the outside of her vagina...

"No, my boyfriend... ah..." Ah Jiao tried to push him away, but couldn't muster the strength. He moved his penis to her
sensitive clitoris...

"Can he make you enjoy it like I can? Let me help you, I won't force you..." Mr. Zhang
refused to give up, gently inserting his penis at the entrance... letting it go in a little...

"He... didn't... ah... no... ah..." Under his skillful onslaught, Ah Jiao involuntarily
opened her tightly closed thighs slightly...

"No? Don't stop, huh?" His huge penis slowly sank in a little, his hands constantly kneading her full
breasts and erect nipples, so elastic and full. Ah Jiao felt a little overwhelmed by his touch, and began to breathe
rapidly . So he couldn't hold back any longer and thrust in forcefully...

"Ah~ Ah~ You...you said you wouldn't go in...ah..."

"Just one thrust, just one..."

"No...you can't...ah~"

"Ah Jiao, I'm sorry, you're just too tempting, I can't control myself at all, I love you..."

Ah Jiao was moved by such intense emotions. His thick penis was both painful and pleasurable against her... She felt
sorry for Zhi Ming, and a sense of unease welled up inside her. That feeling of guilt was intertwined with a strange pleasure. She was
somewhat confused... She didn't understand why she was having an affair with a married man. Was it out of spite, or because of the
temptation of sex? …Mr. Zhang's strong, tall body pressed heavily against her, his penis reaching the deepest part of her
core. She couldn't help but let out satisfied moans, even beginning to respond to his vigorous thrusts… The tingling
pleasure was intoxicating, her soft breaths turning into wanton moans… Her body was propelled with each
thrust , her full breasts trembling with each movement… She had fallen into
the abyss of sexual depravity, never to return to what she once was…

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