The mother and daughter who live across from me (1-8)

1.
"Uncle Chen..."
One day in January 2017, I was waiting for the elevator at my apartment building when I suddenly heard someone call my name.
Standing in front of me was a girl of about seventeen or eighteen, about 1.67 meters tall, with an oval face, big eyes, and medium-length hair. She had a few longer strands of hair on either side of her bangs, and was pretty and delicate. With her fair skin and slender figure, she was a classic beauty.
"Oh, Shanshan!" I replied.
Her name was Huang Shanshan, and she was my neighbor. We lived on the same floor, and she lived with her mother. Huang Shanshan was a senior in high school, just starting her winter break. I heard she aspired to enter the entertainment industry and dreamed of becoming a singer, but I had never heard her sing before.
"Uncle Chen, where are you going?" Huang Shanshan asked me.
"Going to the supermarket to buy some things. What about you?"
Because we were quite familiar with each other, we always exchanged pleasantries whenever we met.
"I'm going to participate in a talent show, hehe..." Huang Shanshan winked at me playfully.
For years, she had been participating in talent shows in the entertainment industry, but it seemed she had never been selected.
After waiting for a while, the elevator still hadn't come up, and Huang Shanshan couldn't help but complain, "Damn it, what's going on?"
Then she realized she shouldn't have sworn in front of me, stuck out her tongue, "Oops! Sorry..."
"It's okay," I said with a forgiving smile.
I noticed she was wearing a red and black jacket, a mini-skirt with pleats that revealed her long legs, and cute beige mid-top leather shoes.
Although it was the middle of winter, Haikou, located at the southernmost tip of the subtropics, still had a pleasant climate, so the girl didn't feel cold wearing a short skirt.
I thought to myself, with a skirt that short, wouldn't she accidentally expose herself? Doesn't her mother say anything to her? But her mother is usually so busy, she can't even take care of her daily life, how could she have time to care about these things?
My thoughts went back to a year and a half ago. Because we're neighbors, and Huang Shanshan's mother and my wife Fang Min have a good relationship, when her mother is too busy, she asks us to take care of her. She eats and drinks at our house, and sometimes even sleeps there.
At first, I didn't mind, but after a while, I inevitably felt our lives were being disturbed by the child. But Fang Min told me that since we don't have children, we should just treat Shanshan like our own daughter.
Fang Min and I have been married for several years, but for various reasons, we haven't had children, so she really likes Huang Shanshan.
Fang Min is a middle school English teacher. We met, fell in love, and became husband and wife, and we've been living together ever since. We still love each other very much.
She has short, chestnut-colored hair that complements her delicate face and quiet temperament. She's slender yet curvaceous at 1.63 meters tall. As a wife, Fang Min is impeccable—gentle, charming, understanding, and beautiful, making my friends incredibly envious.
A few years ago, after Huang Shanshan and her mother moved here and became our neighbors, her mother would often visit my house. Over time, she and Fang Min became close friends, sharing everything.
Frankly, I didn't like Huang Shanshan's mother much; I always felt she was a woman with a complicated past, and I once advised Fang Min to keep her distance. Fang Min laughed and said I was overthinking it.
I didn't know exactly what Huang Shanshan's mother did for a living, but Fang Min said she seemed to be in public relations at a large company.
Huang Shanshan seemed to have a tense relationship with her mother, rarely talking about her with us. Even when we asked, she would only give a few words, referring to her mother as "that auntie" or something similar. It's understandable; besides providing for her basic needs, her mother showed her very little care, so a rift between mother and daughter was normal.
One night, Huang Shanshan's mother didn't come home again, and Huang Shanshan naturally stayed at my house. She was not yet seventeen at the time and was afraid to stay home alone overnight.
That day happened to be our twice-weekly intimacy day. When I came out of the bathroom after showering, I saw the little one still watching TV in the living room, so I said to her, "Shanshan, why aren't you asleep yet? It's late."
Because the house isn't big, if Fang Min and I made any noise in the bedroom, she would definitely hear us, so I was trying to persuade her to go to sleep early. But she stared intently at the TV screen, not even looking up, and said, "I'll sleep after I finish watching, it'll be over soon."
Helpless, I went to the study to write on the computer. My profession, to put it nicely, is that of a writer, but in reality, I'm just someone who makes a living by writing. Since writing a very well-received novel ten years ago, I haven't made any significant achievements in recent years, usually making a living by writing on public accounts and serializing novels online. After
writing for a while, I came out of the study and saw Huang Shanshan slumped on the sofa, fast asleep. I silently thanked my lucky stars and went over to turn off the TV. I wanted to ask Fang Min to come out and take her to the room, but considering that Fang Min is also a woman, how could she have that much strength? I had no choice but to do it myself.
Anyway, there was no need to avoid someone like my daughter. I picked Huang Shanshan up from the sofa; she was quite heavy. I thought to myself, it's only been a few years, and that unremarkable little girl has grown into a young woman.
Huang Shanshan's nightgown was quite short; when I lifted her horizontally, it slipped down to her waist, revealing her bare thighs and even her underwear. Coupled with her soft, fragrant body and the sweet scent of her sleeping body, even with a pure heart, I couldn't help but feel a stirring in my heart.
I scolded myself inwardly, "You're almost forty, how dare you have such thoughts about a teenage girl?"
After carrying Huang Shanshan to the bed in the guest room, I covered her with a blanket, closed the door, and went back to my own bedroom. Fang Min was lying in bed reading; I knew she was waiting for me.
"Is Shanshan asleep?" Fang Min asked, closing her book as I entered.
"Yeah, I carried her to the bed."
"You...carried her to the bed?" Fang Min looked at me with a half-smile.
"Hey! She fell asleep on the sofa, so I had to carry her inside...don't overthink it."
"Just kidding! Honey, hurry up..." Fang Min laughed, taking off her nightgown, revealing she wasn't wearing anything underneath.
I got into bed and embraced Fang Min's naked body, starting foreplay until she was fully aroused. Then I lifted my head between her legs and mounted her.
With each thrust, Fang Min got into the swing of things, moaning and groaning, her full breasts swaying back and forth.
Just at the crucial moment, my penis betrayed me again and went soft. For the past month or two, I've often experienced erectile dysfunction, either having difficulty getting an erection beforehand or suddenly going soft during sex.
"What's wrong? Honey, it's soft again?" Fang Min opened her eyes and asked me.
"Yeah..." I nodded apologetically.
“It’s okay, I’ll give you a blowjob.” Fang Min got up, knelt between my legs, and took it into her mouth.
She patiently sucked for a while, then said, “It’s hard, here we go again…”
Then she turned around and knelt on the bed, her buttocks sticking up high, letting me enter from behind… Unfortunately, it didn’t last long. I soon gave up again and could only apologize to Fang Min, saying, “I’m sorry, wife.”
She was in her thirties, a time of great potential, and this situation made me feel very guilty.
“It’s okay! Honey, I’m tired too, let’s rest!” Fang Min said understandingly with a smile.
Seeing my dejected state, she hugged me and said, "Don't worry too much! You're probably just too tired lately... Also, is it possible that Shanshan being home tonight affected your mood?"
"No! It's not Shanshan's fault..." I adjusted my glasses and said, "If it really doesn't work, I'll go to the hospital."
"Okay..." Fang Min nodded vigorously, "I'll keep trying to get you hard too. Honey, let's cheer each other on!"
She was always so understanding. She loved me very much and was a very virtuous woman. I felt that marrying her was a blessing from my past life.
However, half a year later, Fang Min suddenly passed away due to an accidental car accident. I felt like my world had collapsed.
On the day of the funeral, Huang Shanshan and her mother stayed with me for a long time, comforting me. I thought, what was supposed to be a home for two suddenly became a home for one. Also, maybe Huang Shanshan won't be able to come to my house anymore?
"Uncle Chen, what are you thinking about?"
Huang Shanshan's words interrupted my reverie. I chuckled. "Oh, no, I wasn't thinking about anything... Um, Shanshan, you're seventeen, right?"
"Pfft! Seventeen? I turned eighteen last month, okay? I can smoke, drink, and date guys now!"
Huang Shanshan said excitedly. She's always so lively and talkative around me.
"By the way, Uncle Chen, I'm an adult now, at least buy me a gift to show your appreciation!"
"A gift? Didn't your mom buy you one?"
"Heh..." Huang Shanshan rolled her eyes and sneered, "That auntie! She probably forgot how old I am, right?" Just
as I was about to tell her not to talk about her mother like that, the elevator doors opened, and a tall, graceful, heavily made-up young woman stepped out.
She had a delicate and beautiful face, long, wavy brown hair, and wore a very revealing low-cut, bodycon mini-dress that accentuated her deep cleavage and prominent breasts. She wore a blazer over it, making her look incredibly alluring.
When she saw me, she smiled and said, "Yan! Long time no see."

2.
The young woman was Huang Shanshan's mother, Huang Xiaolei. I had heard Fang Min mention her age before; she was thirty-eight this year. But judging from her figure and appearance, she didn't seem like a middle-aged woman nearing forty; she looked more like a beautiful young woman in her thirties.
"Yes, yes! Shanshan's mom..." I replied politely.
I never really knew what Huang Xiaolei did for a living. I just felt that her nocturnal lifestyle and her attire didn't seem like those of a respectable woman. So, even though Fang Min was very close to her, I didn't have a good impression of her and never really wanted to talk to her.
"How are you? Lately... is everything alright?"
I knew what she meant, after all, Fang Min hadn't been gone for long.
"I'm fine... almost done, thank you for your concern."
"Are you... going out?"
"Yes, going to the supermarket to buy cigarettes."
As someone who makes a living by writing, cigarettes are an indispensable source of inspiration for me.
"Alright, I won't keep you any longer, we'll talk later."
After saying goodbye to Huang Xiaolei, I entered the elevator car, and Huang Shanshan followed.
"Where are you going again, you little brat?" Huang Xiaolei grabbed the hood of her daughter's jacket.
"Let go! What's it to you where I go?" Huang Shanshan shouted angrily.
"What did you say? You have no manners, are you looking for trouble?"
Huang Xiaolei scolded, then noticed Huang Shanshan's skirt and continued her shrewish outburst, "Didn't I tell you not to wear such a short skirt? Go home and change right now."
"I don't want to. And you're talking to me! Look at yourself, you're all dressed up, your breasts are showing."
Her daughter's retort made Huang Xiaolei's eyes widen in anger, "What did you say? Say it again!"
I had no interest in listening to this mother and daughter who always argued, so I said to Huang Shanshan, "Shanshan, you talk to your mother, I'm going down now." I pressed the close button.
"Wait for me..." Huang Shanshan jumped into the elevator car.
"Honestly, you keep asking Uncle Chen all sorts of questions, why don't you ask me anything?" She didn't forget to continue mocking her mother.
"You brat, what nonsense are you talking about? Get out here!"
Huang Xiaolei was about to reach out to grab her daughter when the elevator doors closed.
"Hehe..." Huang Shanshan laughed triumphantly.
I glanced at her and said, "Shanshan, don't talk to your mother like that."
Huang Shanshan scoffed dismissively. I knew she wasn't targeting me, but her mother. I shook my head and smiled bitterly, then said nothing more.
The next evening, I was drinking with my friend Hao Dawei at a night market food stall. Hao Dawei was a somewhat famous screenwriter, having penned scripts for many popular dramas, achieving both fame and fortune.
He was my junior from university, two years below me. We used to play soccer together often, which is how we became buddies. He had also pursued Fang Min back then, but failed because Fang Min fell in love with me. That was the only thing he had lost to me in all these years.
“A good work has sustained you for ten years; it’s about time you produced another good work, isn’t it?” he said, pouring me a drink.
By every measure, Hao Dawei was a handsome middle-aged man, impeccably dressed, with a remarkably tall and upright 1.78 meters. The light stubble on his upper lip and chin added a touch of sexiness and nonchalance.
He was well aware of my recent setbacks; we were old friends, so there was no need for pretense. He made no attempt to hide his success from me, nor did he gloat over my failures.
“Let’s wait and see! These things are a matter of chance; they require time and the accumulation of inspiration,” I said.
Hao Dawei took a sip of his drink, glanced at me, and said, "You're so stubborn. I asked you to write scripts with me back then, but you wouldn't listen. Otherwise, you wouldn't be like this now."
"Come on! Your third-rate TV dramas, do you even deserve to be called art?"
"Hey! Chen Youyan, are you looking down on me? You're the third-rate writer, okay?"
"Alright, alright, great screenwriter, I'll toast you..." I laughed and clinked glasses with Hao Dawei.
He put down his glass and said, "Don't even mention art to me. I had talent and ideals back in the day. But what can we do? Chinese audiences just love watching this kind of trashy drama. The fact that we can compete with Korean dramas for ratings is all thanks to us screenwriters of those lowbrow dramas you look down on!"
I could only laugh again, "You're right, you're a national hero."
At that moment, I thought of Huang Shanshan and said to Hao Dawei, "By the way, I know a girl, she's got great potential, wants to be an actress. Do you have any connections to help her?"
"Do you want her to be abused? I advise you to save your breath," he said, downing his glass in one gulp. "Drink your wine, let's go."
"Leaving already?"
"Men have always been driven by lust after a good meal. Today, let me, the famous screenwriter Hao, take you, this down-on-your-luck third-rate writer, on a fancy ride," Hao Dawei said smugly.
"Where to?"
“Of course, we should go where men should go… Let’s go! You don’t have to pay, I’ll pay.”
On the way, I asked Hao Dawei if he didn’t feel guilty towards Fang Mei for playing around with women like this.
Fang Mei is Fang Min’s sister, so Hao Dawei is both my friend and my old flame.
Hao Dawei said while driving, “Men! How can you only eat your wife’s food? I’m only having a physical affair, my heart is still with her. Besides, haven’t you ever cheated?”
I said no. He laughed, “Then what about when you went to prostitutes with me before?”
I couldn’t refute him.
“So, what man in the world doesn’t cheat? Unless he’s too old to play anymore, or there’s something wrong with him.”
His last sentence made me feel sad.
In the private room of the nightclub, under the dim and soft light, a naked woman was bent over between Hao Dawei’s thighs, working hard.
There was also a woman next to me, with her back to me, leaning against me and singing into a microphone. She was also naked, just like the woman who was giving Hao Dawei oral sex. We were receiving nude escort services at this nightclub.
Because I'm impotent, I didn't dare take off my pants, just my shirt was off, unlike the other three who were completely naked, otherwise Hao Dawei would have laughed at us.
The girl accompanying me sang while pulling my hand over her body, first letting me touch her breasts, then putting my hand on her private parts. The girl opposite me continued her oral sex, so much so that Hao Dawei would occasionally hiss and gasp.
"Hey? That girl you told me about who wants to be an artist, if she doesn't have money or connections, she'll only end up like this cheap slut here!" Hao Dawei said, pointing to the girl who was burying her head between his legs and shaking her head.
The prices here are high, so the customers are naturally the bosses. No matter how much they insult or even beat the girls, it's all within their rights, and the girls can only accept it passively. Of course, if the customers go too far, the nightclub won't just sit idly by, after all, they make their living in the underworld.
The woman next to me put down her microphone, turned around and hugged me, her breasts rubbing against my arm as she said coquettishly, "Brother, want me to give you a blowjob too?"
I shook my head, raised my glass and said to her, "Have a drink with me."
I heard Hao Dawei across from me murmur, "Oh, that feels good, go deeper..."
He said, pressing his hand on the back of the woman's head. The woman went even deeper into her throat, her face flushed red.
"Oh, brother, your little brother seems a bit sleepy?" the woman next to me said, touching my crotch with a smile.
"Uh... I haven't been feeling too well these past few days..." I said, somewhat embarrassed.
"It's okay! Give me some time, and I'll make sure your little brother is jumping around again..."
Seeing my noncommittal expression, she added, "If you're not comfortable doing this in front of your friends, we can change rooms!"
"Let's sit a little longer!" I had no choice but to say.
At this moment, the woman giving Hao Dawei a blowjob looked up at him and said resentfully, "Darling, how much longer are you going to blowjob? My mouth is sore..."
"Of course, I'll blowjob until I cum!" Hao Dawei said arrogantly, as if he were the boss because he had money.
"Damn it, I'll have a smoke first..." The woman was helpless but dared not lash out, so she took out a cigarette from the pack and lit it.
"What kind of attitude is that?"
"That's how it is! My mouth is almost rotten... This is the first time I've encountered someone who blowjob for thirty minutes and still doesn't cum..." The woman muttered aggrievedly as she smoked.
"Get out!" Hao Dawei snapped. The woman looked at him in confusion.
"I told you to get out!"
The woman could only force a smile, "Darling, don't be angry! I'll blowjob for you after I finish my smoke."
"Fuck you, you slut, I told you to blowjob and you have to, you're just a cheap whore who spreads her legs and lets people fuck you, and you dare to talk back, fuck!" Hao Dawei suddenly stood up, sticking out his big thing and cursing.
I thought this guy was going too far; even prostitutes are human! So I advised him, "Let it go, let it go..."
The prostitute next to me panicked and quickly said to the other prostitute, "Sister, quickly apologize to the customer!"
The prostitute was about to apologize when Hao Dawei, not to be outdone, pointed to the door and shouted, "Get out, get out, get the hell out..."
The prostitute finally couldn't take it anymore, stood up, grabbed her underwear and bra, and put them on.
"So what if you have money? Honestly, I've never seen a customer like you..." She put on her skirt and stormed off.
Hao Dawei got even angrier, yelling, "Waiter, waiter, where the hell are you?"

3.
A burly, round-faced waiter pushed open the door and bowed repeatedly to Hao Dawei, saying in a very obvious Northeastern accent, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, please calm down, I'll arrange another prostitute for you right away."
"No need, call your madam over," Hao Dawei said angrily.
The waiter had no choice but to turn and leave. A moment later, with the sound of high heels clicking on the floor, a graceful young woman entered the private room, wearing a light blue fitted long dress with a belt.
"Oh dear, screenwriter Hao, who made you angry?" the woman said with a beaming smile as she entered.
She knew Hao Dawei was quite famous in the entertainment industry and had extensive connections in society, associating with all sorts of people—someone she couldn't afford to offend. She looked at the woman beside me, her gaze carrying an air of authority, "What's going on? How could you make a guest angry?"
The woman seemed afraid of her, bowing her head and saying, "Sister, I'm sorry..."
I looked closer and was shocked. This young woman was Huang Shanshan's mother, Huang Xiaolei; she was the madam here! No wonder she was always out at night and had a somewhat worldly air about her—she worked in this industry. I wondered if Fang Min knew her background before she died?
But Huang Xiaolei didn't recognize me at first. Hao Dawei was clearly familiar with Huang Xiaolei. Upon seeing her, he was like a fly drawn to a cracked egg, opening his arms wide. "Hey! Manager Huang, come here quickly."
Huang Xiaolei didn't hesitate, sitting on Hao Dawei's lap and immediately grasping his large, firm member.
Hao Dawei leered, "Manager Huang, everyone in this room is naked. It seems inappropriate for you to be dressed,
doesn't it?" "Then I'll gladly oblige!" Huang Xiaolei pinched Hao Dawei's cheek, stood up, unbuckled her belt, and took off her long dress, revealing a lace bra, thong, and stockings underneath, her beautiful and sexy figure on full display.
She then looked at me, "This brother is having his first time today..."
When our eyes met, the atmosphere froze instantly, and I felt incredibly awkward.
"Youyan..." Huang Xiaolei called my name, her eyes filled with melancholy and helplessness.
In the corridor outside the private room, Huang Xiaolei and I chatted while smoking. By then, she had put on that long dress.
"Were you... startled just now?" Huang Xiaolei asked calmly.
"I... I was alright!" I replied, still a little embarrassed, taking a drag of my cigarette.
"I thought you already knew..."
"I didn't know before, I thought you were in charge of public relations at a big company..."
"Well, I've been doing this for many years...Are you disappointed in me?"
I looked up. "It's nothing, it's just a job. What difference does it make what you do? I haven't stolen or robbed anyone, it's not easy for anyone."
Huang Xiaolei smiled gently. "Youyan, I'm so glad you think that way."
I smiled, speechless, and continued smoking. She added, "By the way, Shanshan...she doesn't know what I do..."
I understood what she meant and said, "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone."
"That's good..."
"Um...did Fang Min know about this before she died?"
"Yes! There are no secrets between us...She was really tight-lipped, didn't she tell you a single word?"
I shook my head slightly, feeling a pang of regret. Yes! Fang Min was tight-lipped. A high school teacher, a role model for others, actually became best friends with a woman of the night?
Huang Xiaolei sighed softly, "Sigh! Half a year has passed in the blink of an eye... Youyan, I'm so sorry about Min."
That night, Fang Min went out with Huang Xiaolei and got into a car accident, which Huang Xiaolei felt very guilty about.
"It's not your fault, you didn't want it to happen."
"Are you... really okay now?"
"It's all in the past, I've been adjusting myself, I'm fine."
"Okay, let's go in! Don't keep screenwriter Hao waiting, he's a difficult guy to please, all the girls under my management are afraid of him."
Huang Xiaolei took my hand. Seeing my hesitation, she smiled and said, "What's there to be shy about? Just now, we saw what we should and shouldn't have seen. I'm working, you're here to spend money, it's that simple."
She paused, then said, "If you really have concerns, I can arrange another room for you. But! I still advise you to go in, after all, you're a man, don't let your friends laugh at you."
Hearing her say that, I had no choice but to go in with her. Actually, my biggest concern was that I might be unable to get an erection and embarrass myself in front of Hao Dawei.
"Next time you come, I'll take care of you, it's free!" she said with a smile as she walked towards me, holding my hand the whole time…
Inside the private room, the sounds of slapping and Huang Xiaolei's professional moans filled the air. At that moment, she was straddling Hao Dawei, completely naked, moving up and down. Just as she said, she was doing her job, showing no embarrassment at my presence.
The woman accompanying me was also on top of me, kissing my breasts, one hand grasping and stroking my slightly erect penis.
"Oh, brother, you have such a great body, I want it so badly, my pussy is already wet…" the woman kept teasing me.
For middle-aged men, Hao Dawei and I were indeed quite fit; we weren't the typical bulky middle-aged men, but rather strong and well-proportioned, a result of our long-term commitment to fitness.
Over there, Hao Dawei thrust forcefully while praising, "Oh, so good! No wonder you're the famous Yellow Rose, your charm hasn't faded."
Huang Xiaolei moaned and groaned, one hand around Hao Dawei's neck, the other on his knee, twisting her waist and hips to meet his movements.
Seeing Huang Shanshan's mother having sex with another man in front of me was truly unexpected, yet it had undeniably happened. My erection grew increasingly hard.
Seeing this, the young lady simply bent down and took it in her mouth, sucking it back and forth. After a while, Huang Xiaolei stood up, her back to Hao Dawei, and straddled him again, taking his penis in once more.
Hao Dawei, from behind, held her waist with both hands, thrusting wildly, making her screams even more intense, as if she had reached orgasm. With Hao Dawei's movements, her 36D breasts bounced up and down, creating waves of surging waves.
Her figure was absolutely stunning, completely unlike what one would expect from a woman nearing forty. Not an ounce of excess fat, perfectly proportioned. Although she was much older than the woman accompanying me, her figure was in no way inferior, perhaps even more alluring.
She was completely absorbed in the act, showing no shyness even when our eyes met. I never imagined my female neighbor, my wife's best friend, could have such a wanton side!
Watching her expression of ecstasy as the man fucked her, I finally achieved an erection in the woman's mouth. Seeing that it was about time, the woman put a condom on me and mounted me…
Three days later, one morning, as I sat at my computer typing away, rushing to finish an article for a website, the scene from that night at the nightclub involuntarily resurfaced in my mind.
It was insane! I had actually had sex in the same room as a female neighbor, the mother of an eighteen-year-old girl, and my wife's best friend.
Even more absurdly, I, who had been impotent for so long, actually displayed normal male sexual ability and even had a decent sexual encounter, something I hadn't done in over a year. What would Huang Shanshan think of me if she knew?
Lost in thought, I reached for my cigarette pack, only to find it empty. Damn it, I'd finished all my cigarettes without realizing it. It was only a little past seven; I wondered if the convenience stores were open yet.
I got up and put on my coat. As soon as I opened the door, I saw Huang Xiaolei sitting by the elevator, leaning against the wall. She was wearing a red, low-cut, bodycon mini-skirt, the kind of clothing typical of nightclub girls, with a coat draped over her shoulders.
Because the neckline was so low, half of her ample breasts were exposed, and the skirt was also lifted up, revealing her underwear—it was a complete wardrobe malfunction.
I quickly went over and patted her shoulder, saying, "Shanshan's mom, what's wrong?" I tried hard to avoid looking at her deep cleavage.
She still slumped her head, completely ignoring me, and a strong smell of alcohol assaulted my nostrils; she was clearly drunk. I thought to myself, women who frequent nightclubs must have a tough life; getting this drunk is probably the norm for them.
I shook her and asked, "Why did you drink so much? Are you alright?"
She hummed in response and slumped to the side, which I quickly caught. Once she was steady against the wall, I went to her door, rang the doorbell, and called out, "Shanshan, are you home? Shanshan..."
No one answered for a long time. I wondered, where did this girl go so early in the morning? Did she skip the night?
I rang the doorbell again, but still no one answered. Well, it seemed I'd have to take her to my place. Although it would be inconvenient since I was the only man there, it was the only option.
I helped the completely unconscious Huang Xiaolei into the house and placed her on the sofa. Her two beautiful legs were completely exposed before my eyes, and through her transparent panties, I could clearly see a tuft of black pubic hair. The absurd scene from that night flashed before my eyes again.
Damn it, I cursed inwardly, what was I thinking? She was so drunk, and I was still thinking about that kind of thing. Am I the kind of person who takes advantage of someone in such a state?
Never mind, let her rest for a while, I'd better hurry and buy my cigarettes. When I opened my front door again, I found Huang Shanshan standing outside.

4.
She was wearing a pleated nightgown with a blue and white jacket over it.
"Shanshan, is something wrong?" I asked.
"Uncle Chen, was that you knocking on my door just now? I was just taking a shower!"
"Uh..."
I wanted to tell her that her mother was drunk and resting at my house. But then I thought, her mother was practically naked, and it wouldn't be proper for a man and woman to be alone together. I decided to wait until her mother sobered up and went home herself.
"I was thinking... you might not have breakfast at home alone, so I thought I'd bring you some. I'm going out to buy cigarettes anyway!"
"Really? Uncle Chen, you're so kind!" Huang Shanshan looked at me with a half-smile, then glanced at the floor next to me.
I guessed she saw Huang Xiaolei's red high heels by the door, but I didn't know if she recognized them as her mother's shoes and guessed that her mother was sleeping at my house.
I quickly asked, "Shanshan, is there something you need?"
"Yes," she nodded, "Um, Uncle Chen, do you know how to change a light bulb?"
It turned out that the light bulb in Huang Shanshan's bedroom was broken, and she was too scared to stay in the dark bedroom yesterday, so she had to sleep in the living room with the light on.
Standing in Huang Shanshan's bedroom, she said, "Both are broken. Can you help me replace them?"
I nodded. "I need to replace two fluorescent lights. Do you have any at home?"
"I think I do, I'll go look for them..." she said, running out of the bedroom.
I stood there, stunned, feeling her loneliness at home alone. I felt that loneliness too.
After waiting for a while, Huang Shanshan still hadn't returned, so I went out of the bedroom and called out, "Shanshan, haven't you found them yet?"
"I'm still looking. I think I have some."
"Never mind if you can't find them. I'll just go out and buy some. I need to buy cigarettes anyway."
"No, no need. I really do have some!"
I followed her voice to the door of the storage room. There she was, one foot on a stool, the other on a cabinet next to her, legs spread wide, trying to reach into the cabinet.
In that instant, I felt like I was petrified. Her nightgown was very short, and in that position, not only were her two beautiful legs completely exposed, but I could also see everything underneath her from behind.
What's worse, she wasn't wearing underwear, and that's what came into my view. Is this the private area of a teenage girl who hasn't been defiled by a man? It's so beautiful, so clean, so alluring.
I couldn't help but wonder, why isn't she wearing underwear? Is she trying to seduce me? Maybe she just finished showering and didn't have time to put on underwear, so she just slipped on her skirt and came to find me? Maybe she doesn't even realize how badly she's exposed?
How can someone stare at a girl's private parts like that? It's so immoral. Thinking this, I quickly looked away.
Just then, I heard her say, "Haha, found it, Uncle Chen, I found it..."
I turned my head and saw the stool under her feet wobbling. I quickly shouted, "Careful..." but it wasn't convenient to go over and help her.
With a cry of "Ouch!" she fell to the floor, landing flat on her back. This time, her skirt was completely open, and I was once again completely exposed, seeing sparse, alluring pubic hair.
"Shanshan, did you hurt yourself?"
In this situation, it wasn't convenient for me to go over, so I stood at the door and asked her.
"My bottom hurts so much..." She seemed unaware that she had exposed herself, shaking the light bulb in her hand and happily saying, "Thank goodness, I found the light." She
looked charmingly cute. She got up, rubbing her bottom as she handed me the light and followed me into the bedroom.
"I'm sorry, Uncle Chen, I kept you waiting."
"Not at all! You're the one who's been working harder." I chuckled to myself, thinking about what had just happened.
Back in the bedroom, I stood on the stepladder and used a screwdriver to remove the lampshade. I replaced the two light bulbs Yaling had handed me, put the lampshade back on, and tightened the small screws securing the lampshade.
"Uncle Chen, you're so great!" Huang Shanshan praised from below.
"No, it's nothing! It's very simple." As she spoke, a screw accidentally fell, clattering to the floor. I couldn't help but exclaim, "Damn!"
"It's okay, I'll find it for you," Huang Shanshan said, turning to look at the floor.
It was only then that I realized that when she was rubbing her buttocks, she had probably accidentally lifted her skirt and gotten it caught in her jacket, exposing most of her buttocks to my view. They weren't big, round, perky, and white—utterly captivating.
"It looks like she rolled under the bed?" she said again, then knelt down, leaning over the edge of the bed, one hand on the edge, the other reaching under.
Instantly, her round, beautiful buttocks were raised, completely exposed, her anus and vulva both laid bare before my eyes. The posture was incredibly alluring.
I suddenly realized that, without my noticing, my penis was fully erect, and very hard.
I cursed inwardly, "Chen Youyan, are you alright? You're a patient! Even after taking so many medications, I often couldn't get an erection when my wife was naked. That day in the nightclub private room, witnessing Huang Xiaolei and Hao Dawei making love, I even had to have the hostess suck my penis for ages before I could barely get an erection. How come I'm already rock solid now?"
She's twenty-two years younger than you, old enough to be your daughter! How could you have such impure thoughts about her? How shameless!
"Found it, found it!" As Huang Shanshan stood up, I panicked.
At that moment, I was standing on the stepladder, holding the lampshade up with both hands, my penis bulging high in my pants. She turned around and immediately saw my tent, making me so embarrassed I wanted to disappear.
Her pretty face flushed, and then she realized her buttocks were exposed, making her blush even more. For a moment, the air seemed to freeze between us.
After changing the light bulb, Huang Shanshan's face was still flushed, her heart pounding. I could only say, "Next time, if there's anything I can't do at home, just call me."
"Hmm..." she answered softly, then thought for a moment and said, "Uncle Chen, you, you should go back first! I, I have some things to do, I have to go out later."
"Okay!" I replied.
"Anyway, thank you for today." She said, bowing to me.
As I left Huang Shanshan's house and opened my door, I was still cursing myself inwardly, "You pervert, how could you do this?"
But when I went inside, I found Huang Xiaolei, who had been lying on the sofa, was gone. Suddenly, I heard footsteps coming from the bathroom. Turning around, I saw Huang Xiaolei walking towards me completely naked, drying her hair with a towel as she went. Her breasts bounced up and down, and the bottom of her crotch was a dark patch.
I let out a soft "Ah," staring at her blankly.
"Sorry, Youyan, I drank too much yesterday and threw up on my clothes, so I borrowed your bathroom," she said casually.
Her figure was incredibly alluring, possessing the unique charm of a mature woman. However, barefoot, she didn't appear as tall as when wearing heels, probably around 1.64 meters.
Perhaps because I had seen her having sex with someone else that night, and given her naturally outgoing nature, she was completely unguarded in front of me.
I felt a little awkward and lowered my head, saying, "N-no, it's okay..."
She, on the other hand, was very poised and at ease, as if she were at home, and asked me, "Do you have any clothes I can borrow for now?"
What puzzled me was that although my heart was captivated by her, my body remained completely unresponsive. Perhaps it was because I suffer from erectile dysfunction, and my body couldn't keep up with my mind? If it were a healthy man, wouldn't he have pounced on her long ago under such temptation?
Or perhaps I simply didn't like her, or even disliked her a little. But why did I get such a frantic erection after seeing what was under Huang Shanshan's skirt? Did I like her? At this thought, my heart skipped a beat.
“Yes, yes…” I adjusted my glasses. “But there aren’t any girls’ clothes left. I threw away all of Fang Min’s clothes…”
Huang Xiaolei smiled sweetly. “It’s okay, just wear yours.”
I went back to the bedroom and found a men’s shirt, then handed it to her. “This one… you can make do with it!”
She took it and said “thank you,” but didn’t put it on immediately. Instead, she held it in her hand. “Before Shanshan leaves, can I stay at your house? I don’t want her to see me like this.”
“Shanshan is leaving soon…” I thought for a moment, feeling that saying this sounded like I was shooing her away, so I continued, “Alright, you can rest here and sober up.”
She nodded. I adjusted my glasses again. “Then… do as you please. I have something to write, excuse me.” I turned and walked towards the study.
Huang Xiaolei called after me from behind. “Youyan…”
“Hmm…” I turned around.
“You… you saw my naked body and didn’t feel anything?”
By this time, she had put on the shirt, but didn’t button it. My gaze lingered on her breasts, lower abdomen, and pubic hair. I admit, her naked body was very alluring, but I suffer from erectile dysfunction, and even when delicious food is offered to me, sometimes I can only sigh helplessly. Besides, I've never had any feelings for her, maybe because of her profession?
"Don't I have any charm at all?"
She stared at me, paused, and then said, "Or...do you think I'm dirty?"
"What are you talking about? You're overthinking it."
I said, turning and pushing open the study door without looking back, "You are very charming, and extremely charming."
My voice contained a kind of helpless sorrow.

5.
After entering the study and closing the door, I opened my laptop to start writing, but memories unfolded in my mind like a movie.
From the first time I experienced erectile dysfunction until the six months or so after Fang Min's car accident and death, we hardly had a single successful sexual encounter.
At first, Fang Min was understanding, often comforting me that she didn't care, telling me not to take it to heart, and encouraging me to cheer up. Over time, she also lost confidence and became increasingly indifferent to that matter.
Many times I felt I was in good shape and wanted to have sex with her, but she refused
, saying she was too tired and wanted to sleep. Sometimes she couldn't resist me and had to give in. But the more I tried to perform well, the more nervous I became, and often I was too hasty and failed, either having difficulty getting an erection or giving up halfway.
Whenever I saw her disappointed expression, my heart felt like it was being stabbed with needles, and my male pride was severely damaged.
After a few times like this, I was too ashamed to bother her anymore, and I became listless. She also stopped making requests in this area, and over time, she seemed to have become sexually frigid.
Although our marital relationship was still good and not affected by this, it inevitably became a hidden pain that neither Fang Min nor I wanted to talk about.
Until later, in the months before Fang Min died, she often went out with Huang Xiaolei, and she would dress up carefully before each outing, and she seemed very excited.
During that time, she seemed like a different person, radiant. I had my suspicions at the time, but then I thought about how she always went out with Huang Xiaolei and came back with Huang Xiaolei. What could those two women possibly be up to? So I put my mind at ease.
At that time, I didn't know Huang Xiaolei was a prostitute. I thought Fang Min always seemed to be having so much fun with Huang Xiaolei, which could distract her from the troubles caused by that matter, so I let her be.
Until one day, I started to suspect that Fang Min might be having an affair. That day, while she was showering, I noticed some red marks on her buttocks, which stood out against her fair skin. Upon
closer inspection, they looked like handprints from someone slapping her. I asked her what happened. She hesitated and told me that the mosquitoes in the school toilets were too fierce, and she had scratched herself while relieving herself.
I didn't quite believe her explanation. It was just getting warmer, and although mosquitoes were already present, they weren't so bad that they would bite one's buttocks while relieving oneself.
Besides, the marks didn't look like scratches; they looked more like marks from being slapped while having sex with a man. If Fang Min took those photos herself while relieving herself, how could she have done it with the handprints facing upwards?
Although I became increasingly suspicious, out of love and trust for Fang Min, I dismissed my own thoughts. I felt that Fang Min loved me so much, how could she be unfaithful to me?
Besides, she had a good education, a respectable job, and excellent upbringing (both her parents were highly educated intellectuals). She was usually proud and reserved; how could she possibly sleep with another man?
Furthermore, wasn't she supposed to be frigid?
I thought, perhaps Fang Min was telling the truth, or maybe I was seeing things, and those marks were just her scratching herself. Whenever I was conflicted, I would tell myself, "How can you be like this? It's like you're hoping your wife will cheat on you."
Now, after learning Huang Xiaolei's true profession, I re-examine these past events and increasingly feel that Fang Min was very likely having an affair back then. After all, Huang Xiaolei was so promiscuous, and she knew so many men, maybe…
At this moment, the more I thought about it, the more horrified I became, as if I could see this scene—my dignified and virtuous wife was kneeling on the bed, her snow-white, plump buttocks raised high, a man thrusting into her from behind, slapping her buttocks as he did so.
Fang Min was moaning with excitement under the man's thrusting and slapping, constantly telling the man to go faster, deeper, saying that her orgasm was coming.
These imagined scenes caused me unbearable pain, and my thoughts returned to the day Fang Min had her accident.
That afternoon, Fang Min dressed up again and said to me, "I'm going out for a bit, I might be back a little late."
"Going out again? When are you coming back?"
"I've made plans with Shan Shan's mom! Don't wait for me, if it's late, go to sleep."
Then she went out and rang Huang Shan Shan's doorbell. Huang Xiaolei opened the door, and Fang Min said, "Sister, can we go now?"
Huang Xiaolei saw me and nodded, saying, "Youyan, long time no see, how have you been?"
I smiled at her and said, "I'm entrusting Fang Min to you."
Watching the two elegantly dressed women walk hand in hand into the elevator, I instructed, "Min, don't drive after drinking, call a designated driver."
Fang Min winked at me, "Don't worry! Honey, I'll take Xiaolei's car back."
"Yes! Youyan, I'll go home early and return your wife to you," Huang Xiaolei also said to me.
The two women smiled sweetly at me, and the elevator doors closed. I never dreamed that that would be the last time I saw Fang Min. That one glance, that one smile, became our final farewell.
I wiped away my tears and reached for a cigarette, only to realize I'd been arguing with the mother and daughter all morning and hadn't had a chance to buy any. So I left the study.
Huang Xiaolei was sitting on the sofa, wearing my shirt, her long, slender legs bare, engrossed in a phone conversation. I thought to myself, Huang Shanshan's long legs must be inherited from her, right? Except Huang Shanshan is even taller than her mother.
Seeing me about to leave, she said into the phone, "I'm busy right now, I'll call you later, bye."
Then she hung up and said to me, "Youyan, where are you going?"
I said while putting on my shoes, "Going out to buy cigarettes."
"Don't bother, I have some in my bag." Her eyes were full of expectation as she looked at me.
To be honest, although Fang Min was in a car accident while out with her, I didn't blame her; after all, it was an accident. But I couldn't feel close to her. On one hand, given my physical condition, there wasn't much I could do with her; on the other hand, I didn't have any good feelings towards women in that profession.
“I only smoke Marlboro, your cigarettes probably won’t suit my taste.”
“What a coincidence, my cigarettes are Marlboro!” she chuckled softly.
I opened the door and said coldly, “Shanshan’s mom, besides buying cigarettes, I also want to go for a walk.”
I started to walk outside. Then I heard Huang Xiaolei call out “Youyan,” and she hugged me from behind, her large breasts pressed tightly against my back.
“You… really… hate me that much?” she murmured, her face pressed against the back of my neck.
I sighed inwardly, I had something I couldn’t say! What am I supposed to do?
“No, you’re overthinking it… it’s not good if the neighbors see.” I gently pried her hands away.
After buying the cigarettes, because I didn’t want to go back and stay with that woman, I sat on a public bench in the community, smoking and continuing to reminisce.
That night, Fang Min unusually didn’t come home on time, and there was no sign of her even after eleven o’clock. I kept dialing her cell phone, but I couldn’t get through, and an ominous premonition crept into my heart.
At 2:15 AM, after anxiously waiting, I received a call from the police informing me that my wife had been in a car accident and was being treated at the hospital.
I rushed to the hospital, only to be told by the doctor that Fang Min had died, along with the unborn child in her womb.
Hearing the doctor's calm, emotionless announcement, my first thought was, "Fang Min was pregnant?" I was immediately overwhelmed by a devastating grief.
Later, I learned from the police that the car had collided with a large truck, severely damaging the front. Huang Xiaolei, who was in the driver's seat, wasn't directly hit and was wearing a seatbelt, so she only suffered minor injuries and escaped death. Fang Min, in the passenger seat, was severely injured and died.
Now, I think the child in Fang Min's womb was likely someone else's. Because during that time, our sex life was less than ideal, making it difficult for her to conceive.
"Uncle Chen, what are you doing here?"
Huang Shanshan's words interrupted my thoughts, and I looked up.

6.
She was still wearing that blue and white striped jacket, paired with a brown pleated mini-skirt, radiating youthful energy.
"Why are you spacing out all by yourself?"
"Oh, Shanshan! Didn't you have something to do? Why haven't you left yet?"
"It's still early! I just went to the convenience store to buy breakfast, and I happened to see Uncle Chen here." She held up her bag and sat down next to me, chattering away.
"Eating breakfast alone is lonely, why not eat with Uncle Chen? It's a little small, but it'll be enough for two people! Besides, when Aunt Fang was here, she often ate and drank for free at your house..."
She took a sandwich from her bag and handed it to me, "Consider this your reward for changing my lightbulb this morning!"
Seeing how much she talked, I guessed she had forgotten about the erection I'd gotten after seeing her bare bottom and private parts in her bedroom that morning, or rather, it hadn't affected her much.
I said, "I'm not hungry, you eat by yourself!"
"Oh! Uncle Chen, let's eat together!" She winked at me, pleading.
I had no choice but to take it. She smiled sweetly at me, "Okay, eat up!"
She picked up the sandwich, put it to her mouth, took a bite, and closed her eyes to savor it slowly.
My gaze involuntarily fell on her two long, bare legs. Her skirt was very short, and it looked even shorter when she was sitting, almost revealing what was underneath.
I wondered if she was wearing underwear. The scene I saw when I changed the light bulb flashed through my mind again.
"Uncle Chen..." she suddenly opened her eyes and looked at me.
I quickly looked away from her thighs and took a bite of the sandwich.
"Oops! The wrapper..." she exclaimed.
I then realized that I hadn't even torn the wrapper open, and I was incredibly embarrassed.
She took the sandwich from my hand and tore the wrapper open as she said, "Is this your first time eating a sandwich, Uncle Chen? You have to tear it open like this."
She handed it back to me, "Here, take it. Otherwise, if others see this, they'll think I'm taking advantage of you!"
I took it and said, "Thank you." She took out another carton of milk, inserted a straw, took a sip, and handed it to me, saying, "I didn't know I was having breakfast with Uncle Chen, so I didn't prepare extra straws. Anyway, we're not strangers!"
"Thank you, I'm not thirsty..."
"Oh dear! Uncle Chen, are you disgusted by my saliva?" she pouted again, holding the milk carton to my lips.
I had no choice but to take a sip, and she took it back and took another sip, laughing, "Now it's all right, Uncle Chen ate my saliva, and I ate Uncle Chen's saliva... Does that count as an indirect kiss?" She stared at me mischievously.
I smiled awkwardly. She laughed, "Uncle Chen, I didn't realize you were so shy at your age!"
"No, it's just... people my age are a little slow to react!"
After a while, Huang Shanshan sighed, "Are all men like this? Treating women only as sex objects?"
"Why...why are you asking such a question?"
"Just asking! What do you think, Uncle Chen?"
"Although there are definitely such people, and quite a few...but, but not all of them!"
I wondered if she was asking because of what happened when we changed the light bulb that morning.
She suddenly looked at her phone and said in surprise, "Oh no, I'm going to be late, I have to go..." As
she spoke, she shoved the sandwich and milk in my hands, "I have a very important interview today. If I get selected, I'll have a chance to be on TV! If I don't get selected, it's your responsibility, Uncle Chen! You have to make it up to me!"
Then she made a playful face at me, turned around and ran away. In that instant, her miniskirt lifted up, revealing a glimpse of her white panties and a bit of her buttocks. I thought it was quite cute.
I pumped my fist at her retreating figure and shouted, "Go, Shanshan!"
In the evening, I ate a bowl of instant noodles and sat down at my computer to write. But I couldn't type a single word; my mind kept replaying Fang Min's life, including her stillborn child.
From a medical perspective, if my sperm quality and quantity were fine, and Fang Min had either failed to use contraception or hadn't taken any measures, it was possible for her to get pregnant.
Of course, that was assuming she hadn't cheated on me. If she had, then the child was very likely the offspring of the man she was having an affair with.
Although dwelling on this now was pointless, it concerned my dignity as a man. I didn't want to spend the rest of my life agonizing over this question—whether my wife had cheated on me and was pregnant with another man's child?
If she hadn't, that would be best, and I could have peace of mind. If she had indeed cheated, I had the right to know; I couldn't remain in the dark forever.
After much thought, perhaps the only person in the world who could uncover this mystery for me was Huang Xiaolei. Yes, I would find her and ask her directly.
Having made up my mind, I went to the nightclub I had visited with Hao Dawei that night. This nightclub is very famous throughout Haikou. While it might not be the top club in the industry, it's definitely among the top few. Huang Xiaolei, who managed to become the madam of such a high-end nightclub, must have some influence and connections.
I was greeted by the same round-faced, burly waiter with a Northeastern accent from that night; he seemed to be the manager on duty. The young man from Northeast China recognized me and, hearing I wanted to see Manager Huang, assumed I was there specifically to solicit her. He said, "Brother, our boss needs an appointment. Shall I arrange another girl for you?"
I didn't waste any time with him and directly asked him to tell Huang Xiaolei that someone named Chen Youyan wanted to see her. The young man from Northeast China then led me to a small private room and told me to wait there.
After a while, the sound of high heels clicking on the floor grew louder; I guessed it was Huang Xiaolei. As the door to the private room opened, a beautiful, curvaceous, mature woman walked in.
"Brother Youyan," the woman greeted me warmly as soon as she saw me.
I was a little surprised. I'd never met her before, so how did she know my name and address me so affectionately?
The mature woman plopped down next to me, extending her right hand. "My name is Lily, nice to meet you."
As a nightclub hostess, she wasn't young, probably around twenty-six or twenty-seven, but her looks and figure were outstanding. I'd estimate she was about 1.65 meters tall, very slender, with a large bust and a small waist. She was wearing a sexy, revealing nightclub outfit—low-top, low-bottom—revealing a deep cleavage and showing a lot of her breasts. Between her slightly parted legs, her panties were also partially visible.
I shook her hand, trying to avoid her exposed cleavage, and said, "I'm here to... to see your Manager Huang."
"I know! She's the one who asked me to come keep you company," Lily laughed.
"Where is she?" I asked.
"She's drinking with some customers, she'll be here soon," Lily said, placing her hand on my thigh and looking at me. I felt quite uncomfortable.
Just then, Xiao Dongbei and another waiter brought over drinks and a fruit platter. Lily opened the bottle and poured the wine into two glasses, saying, "Brother Youyan, let's have a drink."
She picked up both glasses and handed one to me, which I reluctantly accepted.
After taking a sip, Lily said, "You don't come to places like this often, do you?"
I looked at the glass in my hand. "Uh, I've been here a few times with friends."
"Hehe," Lily chuckled softly, "Brother Youyan, don't be shy, make yourself at home."
I didn't respond. Lily continued, "Why aren't you drinking? I've already had some."
I took a sip and started chatting with her casually, mostly her talking and me listening. She was very close to me, her ample breasts occasionally brushing against my arm, the pleasant scent of her perfume and the alluring aroma of her body filling my nostrils.
"No way! How can a grown man drink so politely?" Lily said coquettishly, "I'll feed you."
She picked up my glass and sat on me, one arm around my neck, the other holding the glass to feed me, her half-exposed breasts swaying in front of me. For a moment, my mind wandered, and she poured me a sip of wine.
She put down her glass, but showed no intention of leaving me, wrapping both arms around my neck and pressing her chest against me. I involuntarily put one arm around her waist and the other on her thigh.
"Brother Youyan, let's have some fun? Don't worry about the cost, I've already given instructions," Lily said sweetly, looking at me.
I smiled bitterly to myself; I wanted to, but my manhood was failing me!
Seeing my noncommittal look, she kissed my lips. I kissed her in a daze, feeling the softness of her lips and tongue, and her scent was wonderful; I immediately became aroused.
I touched her breasts, and she pulled open her blouse, gesturing for me to touch them. I didn't stand on ceremony, reaching into her bra and grasping one of her beautiful breasts—soft, supple, and elastic, it felt wonderful.
Just then, footsteps sounded outside the door, forcing Lily to separate from me.

7.
Huang Xiaolei walked in, also dressed in a revealing and sexy nightclub outfit. When Lily saw her, she stood up from me.
"Oh! What a rare guest!" Huang Xiaolei's eyes lit up with surprise when she saw me.
After all, I had been rather cold to her at my house this morning, but now I had taken the initiative to come to her workplace to find her.
"Why didn't you call me before you came? I could have made arrangements to welcome you, the great writer!"
"I'm sorry, I don't have your number yet."
"Really?" She looked at me with a hint of disbelief, picked up her phone and dialed my number. "I have yours, how come you don't have mine?"
She then nodded to Lily beside her. "Go on!"
Lily waved goodbye to me. "See you later, Brother Youyan."
I said goodbye to her too. I didn't have Huang Xiaolei's number before, because Fang Min had always been the one in contact with her. After Fang Min passed away, apart from exchanging greetings or a few words when we met at the door, I had no other interaction with her. And in my opinion, there was no need for us to have any interaction.
When my phone rang, she said to me, "Okay! Save this, don't say you don't know next time!"
She gave me a flirtatious look and we added each other on WeChat.
"Big writer, I'm the highest-paid one here! I don't usually work as a hostess. Even the most popular hostesses here only charge two-thirds of my price. Do you have enough money?"
I knew that these hostesses in nightclubs, although they often entertained guests, generally didn't work as hostesses. However, if a regular or VIP requested it, they would sometimes do so.
Seeing her serious expression, I casually asked, "So... what's your price? Tell me."
"Five thousand for a vegetarian hostess, two thousand five hundred for a 'meat' hostess, drinks and room fees are extra."
I roughly estimated that, according to her, chatting with her for a while tonight would cost at least two or three thousand. If she was serious, I'd have to reluctantly pay; I couldn't lose face as a man.
Seeing that I believed her, she chuckled. "I was just joking with you, and you actually took it seriously. You're such an honest person... But that's what I like about you."
Huang Xiaolei put some ice cubes in two glasses, then poured some wine into them. She picked up one glass and handed it to me, while she picked up another one for herself.
"Speak! What brings you here tonight? Or... just want to have some fun? Should I arrange a girl for you?"
"I..."
"It's fine, you can ask for anything. As for the cost, don't worry about it. I can waive all your expenses here; I have that kind of authority."
I thought to myself, she's just a madam, how could she have the power to waive expenses for her customers? At that time, I didn't know that Huang Xiaolei had been in the underworld for many years, with connections in both the legitimate and criminal worlds. She was a partner in this nightclub, practically a half-owner.
"Shanshan's mom, you..." I said.
She rolled her eyes at me and interrupted me, "I have a name, Xiaolei, Huang-Xiao-Lei..."
"Okay! Shan...Xiaolei, you misunderstood, I... just wanted to talk to you about..."
Before I came here, the question that had been weighing on my mind, making me restless, was now difficult to utter because of my pitiful male pride. So I said these ambiguous words.
She gave me a meaningful look and smiled, "Sure! You can do whatever you want."
Huang Xiaolei clapped her hands a few times, and Xiao Dongbei pushed open the door, bowing respectfully. "Boss lady, what are your orders?"
I guessed he had probably been waiting outside the door the whole time.
"All my social engagements are canceled tonight. I'm not seeing anyone... Also, don't let anyone into this room," Huang Xiaolei said firmly.
"Yes, boss lady," Xiao Dongbei bowed again and left.
It was clear that she held absolute authority here, and she took this meeting with me very seriously.
"Come on, have a drink." Huang Xiaolei clinked glasses with me and took a big gulp. I'm not a fan of this kind of foreign liquor, so I only took a small sip; the taste was a bit strange.
Huang Xiaolei stared at me with a half-smile, making me feel uncomfortable. I could only say, "This place... the environment is quite... quite nice, isn't it..."
She didn't reply, still staring at me. I had no choice but to continue making small talk, "You... you seem to have quite a lot of power here..."
Just as I was rambling incoherently, she suddenly stood up, took off her skirt, and unhooked her bra, revealing her impressive 36D breasts.
I was startled and stammered, "Shan... Shanshan's mom... Xiaolei, what... what are you doing?"
"What are you afraid of? You're a man, I'm a woman, and in a place like this, are you afraid I'll rape you?"
she laughed as she took off her underwear, walking naked in front of me, squatting down to unbuckle my belt and zipper.
I wanted to stop her, but then I thought, if a woman like her is so proactive, it would be too coy for a grown man like me to be so shy. Besides, seeing her alluring naked body again still stirred my heart.
So I decided to leave it to fate, lifted my buttocks slightly, and let her pull down my outer pants and underwear a little, revealing my still droopy penis, despite the temptation.
"Oh! Why is your thing so listless? Is my charm not enough?" she said coquettishly, looking at me.
I felt quite embarrassed, thinking, "Whatever! So what if she knows I'm impotent? Anyway, she makes a living this way, she's seen as many men as I've typed, it doesn't matter."
She stroked it a few times and said, "I don't believe it..." and lowered her head to suck it.
Strangely enough, my unworthy penis quickly grew bigger in her mouth. It seems she really knows her stuff, no wonder she's a madam. Seeing that I was getting better, she sucked even more vigorously, occasionally looking at me with seductive eyes, licking above and sucking below.
However, due to the psychological trauma of my long-term impotence, even though she was working very hard, I still couldn't get a full erection. He managed to get it up, but it wasn't firm enough to penetrate. Even if he managed to get it in, it would go soft soon after.
She was an expert in this area, so she understood this, and wasn't in a hurry, continuing to thrust in and out diligently.
After a few minutes, she finally gave up, spitting out my perpetually half-erect penis, panting, "It's soft again! Ugh, it's so hard to get it hard!"
She looked at me resentfully, "Youyan, did you masturbate before coming here?"
I felt incredibly ashamed and helpless, and pulled up my pants, saying, "No, no!"
"Then... how could this be?" she asked, puzzled, making me even more embarrassed.
Huang Xiaolei lit a cigarette, exhaled a wisp of smoke, and said, "Are you too nervous, or..."
She paused, looking at me, "...are you impotent?"
Under her gaze, I nodded helplessly.
“It’s nothing…sometimes we get men with erectile dysfunction who want to try it out…” she said, tying her hair back, her large breasts swaying with the movement.
“I have even more amazing tricks…come with me.” She took my hand and stood up.
“What?” I remained seated, looking at her in confusion.
“Come on!”
I had no choice but to get up and follow her.

8.
Huang Xiaolei led me into the bathroom of the private room. She helped me take off my clothes and pants, picked up the showerhead and poured water on me, applying shower gel.
At this point, I didn’t bother with formalities and enjoyed her attentive service. She used her breasts to scrub my body from front to back, and carefully washed my penis and anus.
During this process, although I got a little erect, it was still not firm enough. After she finished washing me, she washed herself, then dried us both off, and pulled me back to the sofa.
“Darling, try to relax, don’t be nervous…”
she said, straddling me, hugging my neck and kissing my face, gradually moving to my lips. I instinctively flinched, thinking about how many men's penises her mouth had sucked. She turned my face, glared at me, and then captured my lips with hers. I couldn't help but kiss her back.
Then, she placed her hands on my shoulders, twisting her body, her large breasts tracing and rubbing against my chest and abdomen. She lowered herself, caressing my genitals with her breasts, her nipples rubbing back and forth.
Under her meticulous caresses and teasing, my entire body and mind completely relaxed.
After this series of actions, she began to give me oral sex, still working diligently, repeatedly licking my anus. Then, she cupped my penis between her breasts, moving her body up and down, using every trick in the book. In my ecstasy, I became incredibly hard.
She asked if I wanted to penetrate her, but worried I'd go soft again, and since I really enjoyed her oral sex, I told her to continue. She smiled at me and continued sucking.
A few minutes later, I felt a surge of heat and tried to pry her head off. She stopped me and worked even harder. Finally, I ejaculated.
Only after I finished did she remove her mouth and spit my semen into the trash can.
"You ejaculated so much!" she said, taking a sip of water to rinse her mouth and spitting that into the trash can as well.
"I'm sorry..." I felt apologetic for ejaculating in her mouth, even though it was her own idea.
"It's okay! I'd do anything for you." She smiled sweetly at me, picked up two glasses of wine from the coffee table, and handed one to me.
Feeling quite pleased with my successful erection and ejaculation, I clinked glasses with her. Huang Xiaolei took the glass from me, put it back on the coffee table, and snuggled into my arms. I reciprocated by hugging her back.
Because after learning about my erectile dysfunction, she hadn't laughed at me; instead, she had gone to great lengths to get me an erection and even gave me oral sex, making me feel close to her for the first time.
"Youyan… how long have you been like this?"
"Uh… a dozen months, I guess!" I figured since she already knew, there was nothing to hide.
"Have you been to the hospital?"
"Yes, but it didn't help much."
"Confidence is the most important thing in these things. Once you regain your confidence, everything will be fine..."
She suddenly looked up at me. "How about this? I'll treat you. You can come here anytime, you can come to me, or I can arrange other girls for you. Like I said, everything is on the house. By the way, how about that Lily from earlier? She's our top courtesan! How about we have a threesome?"
She laughed lightly as she spoke, then added, "If you don't want to come here, come to my place. I live right next door..."
"Thank you... Why are you being so nice to me?" I said.
Huang Xiaolei smiled slightly at me, picked up her wine glass, took a sip, and looked at me. "Because I like you."
I avoided her gaze and smiled calmly. "Don't joke around."
I thought to myself, what kind of men hasn't a woman like her seen? How could she possibly like a man like me? I have no money, and as for looks...! Although he was tall and muscular at 1.75 meters, and his appearance was decent enough, he wasn't exactly handsome.
"I'm not joking..." she said, still staring at me, "I read the book you wrote ten years ago. I was so moved; I practically read it all night, tears streaming down my face."
I looked up at her in surprise. I hadn't expected a woman like her, who frequented such places, to have read my book and been so moved.
"Back then, I thought, what kind of man could write such a poignant story? He must be incredibly romantic, with a soft heart, and incredibly sensitive."
She paused, then continued, "So, a few years ago, after I accidentally found out where you lived, I bought an apartment in the same complex, in the same building, and on the same floor as you, just to get closer to you."
"You even became best friends with my wife?" I smiled calmly again.
She looked at me and nodded, saying, "Yes, all of this stemmed from my secret crush on you."
To be honest, hearing her confession made me feel incredibly happy. She was such a charming and alluring mature woman; probably any man would want her favor, right?
But then I thought, how much of what she said was true, and how much was false? They say actors are heartless and prostitutes are cruel; a woman like her, working in the entertainment industry, would lie without batting an eye. Whatever her motives, why should I take it seriously?
I took a sip of my drink and laughed, "Were you disappointed when you saw me in person? You're just an unremarkable middle-aged man."
"Not at all!" Huang Xiaolei said. "Youyan, why do you always belittle yourself?
" I smiled bitterly, "I can't help it. I'm old, I've accomplished nothing, and even the most important and basic ability a man needs is so lacking. What makes me attractive to women?"
"I won't allow you to say that!" She sat on my lap, one arm around my neck, the other gently stroking my face, her eyes full of tenderness.
"In my eyes, you are the most charming man," she said, kissing my lips.
I couldn't refuse and kissed her back. While kissing me, she stroked my limp penis.
In this situation, although my emotions were aroused and I was aroused, I still couldn't get an erection due to my erectile dysfunction, especially since I had just ejaculated.
She knelt down to give me oral sex, but I stopped her. "Stop messing around, I have something to ask you."
I hadn't forgotten my main purpose for coming to see her tonight.
"Okay, go ahead," Huang Xiaolei said, looking at me after she sat down.
"Did Fang Min... have she had an affair before she died?" I finally asked the question that I found so difficult to say.
Huang Xiaolei stared at me blankly for a moment, then said, "How can you so easily suspect your deceased wife?"
I looked down at the wine glass in my hand. "I have evidence, although it's not certain, but all the signs indicate that she cheated on me back then."
"There are some things you're better off not knowing."
"But I have the right to know, don't I?" I looked up at Huang Xiaolei.
She sighed and said, "She's gone now, what's the point?"
I took a sip of my drink. "If you had just denied it to me, I wouldn't have pressed the issue. But now that things have come to this, please tell me the truth. Whether it's good or bad for me is my own business."
"Sigh, alright!" Huang Xiaolei sighed softly and began her story.
Only then did I learn of the unspeakable secrets my wife, Fang Min, had kept before her death.

(To be continued)

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