Tutor and Elegant Beauty

Sunday, 7:30 PM. Heavy rain.

"Will Teacher Yu come today?" He Yu asked.

"I don't know, it's raining so hard, he probably won't come. But he's a man of his word, maybe he'll brave the rain to come," Ye Lian replied.

However, Ye Lian knew that whether Yu Feng came or not wasn't determined by this rain. She recalled the scene in the kitchen yesterday, feeling both excited and worried.

"Was he terrified by my appearance? Will he be too scared to come again? I'm already fifteen minutes late for our appointment. Is he really not coming? If so, I really regret letting him go yesterday..." She couldn't help but recall the dream that had made her blush last night. Although she couldn't remember most of the details after waking up, she couldn't forget his body—or rather, her imagined body—so strong, so reassuring, and the things that made a woman happiest as a man... She was terrified that from now on, her dreams would only ever exist as dreams. But on the other hand, if everything ended here, she might be able to return to her previous peaceful life—Ye Lian had realized that she seemed to be drifting further and further down the wrong path.

"If he really doesn't come, maybe it means I should turn back. Let's pretend yesterday never happened." The rain outside the window clattered against the glass, disturbing Ye Lian's peace of mind. She stared blankly as she wiped the dining table with a rag, ignoring her son's antics as he put his shoes on the sofa.

With a "ding," the doorbell rang. The crisp sound seemed to come from a thousand miles away—so distant, ethereal, and elusive, yet incredibly clear and deafening.

"He's here! He's here!" Ye Lian hurriedly opened the door, not even having time to wipe the excited smile from her face. But as soon as she opened the door, she realized it was the doorbell from across the street. The other person's door slammed shut the instant she opened it, the sound like a heavy hammer blow to her heart.

Ye Lian reluctantly closed the door, her lips pressed tightly together, her teeth clenched. She closed her eyes, afraid the tears would spill out uncontrollably, but they seeped out little by little through the cracks in her eyelids.

Then, a few knocks sounded outside the door, as if someone was knocking. Ye Lian's heart skipped a beat, then sank. She hoped it was him this time, but she was even more afraid of experiencing another, crueler disappointment. Her hand gripped the doorknob, but she dared not move, nor dared she look through the peephole.

After a while, a few more knocks sounded. Ye Lian felt the sound coming from her front door. She hesitated for a few seconds, then slowly opened it—his image outside gradually became clearer as the door opened slightly, until finally, he was right in front of her.

"He's here."

Yu Feng stood outside, soaking wet, his hair disheveled, his white shirt clinging to his skin, revealing his broad shoulders and strong arms, and small water stains on his blue jeans. Through his

wet hair, he saw Ye Lian opening the door, two lines of glistening tears streaming down her cheeks, a few droplets swirling in her bright eyes. He saw the sorrow that had once graced her face vanish the moment the door opened fully, replaced by a captivating smile—a pure, natural smile unrelated to formalities.

The smile on her beautiful face, accentuated by the tears, appeared even more touching and pitiful.

Yu Feng was practically pulled inside by her.

"What happened to you? It's raining so hard and you didn't even use an umbrella. You're soaked to the bone. What if you get sick?

I'll..." Ye Lian began, but looking at his drenched appearance, she gradually lost her voice. She wanted to say so much, but it all got stuck in her throat, making her face flush red.

"I'm sorry," Yu Feng said, "It started raining when I was walking on the road, and by then it was too late to turn back—I'm late. Are you alright?" "It's alright, how can I blame you? Quickly dry your hair, I'll find you some dry clothes to change into." Xiao Yu also heard the commotion and ran out to greet the teacher. His mother hurriedly told him to wait for the teacher to tidy up, and Xiao Yu said "Oh" and went back to his room.

"By the way," Ye Lian said, "I... I don't know what size clothes you should wear. Why don't you... come in and try them on? My husband's clothes... might not fit you." Ye Lian had already firmly grasped Yu Feng's hand and led him into the bedroom.

"Did I just bring him in like this?" Ye Lian took a towel from the closet and reached out to dry his hair, but he quickly stopped her. "I can do it myself... thank you." Yu Feng took the towel and vigorously wiped his hair and face, the towel completely covering his face. He kept wiping, as if deliberately trying to hide his face. He couldn't imagine what his face looked like now—there was a mirror on the closet in front of him, and the thought of blushing with excitement due to some impulse made him feel ashamed.

"Oh dear, this place..." Ye Lian thought, "Last time, I took off my clothes right where he was standing—he was probably outside the door then. I stood in front of that mirror, pinching my breasts, my panties soaked with sweat—and then, then, I..." Ye Lian gradually recalled every detail, every action of that time. Now, she was recreating that scene in her mind, imagining herself sitting in front of Yu Feng, letting him admire her... Yu Feng was still vigorously rubbing his face with a towel when suddenly he felt his buttons being undone, one, two, three... His chest and abdomen were gradually exposed to the air, the air blowing across his wet skin, yet he felt incredibly hot.

Then, he felt a surge of heat flowing through his body, intermittently. The room was very quiet, so he could clearly hear her breathing, the frequency of her breathing increasing, her breath getting closer and closer. He felt his pants inexplicably become much tighter, something about him feeling very uncomfortable. He secretly put down the towel and looked down. Ye Lian was kneeling in front of him, her cheek almost touching his stomach. Her eyes were glazed, her breathing rapid, and her heavy breasts trembled slightly with each breath.

"Auntie...?"

"Ah, sorry—you, you've dried yourself off, I..."

"The rest... I can do it myself. Could you get me some clothes?" Ye Lian nodded, blushing, and turned to search through the wardrobe. But for a moment, she seemed to have become colorblind. A blue top she had initially seen turned out to be red, and a pair of black pants suddenly appeared white.

Finally, Ye Lian chose a light blue shirt similar in style to the one Yu Feng was wearing, and a pair of white trousers.

"I... I need to change my pants, Auntie... could you turn around for a moment?" "Yes, sure." Ye Lian turned around, but how could she resist the urge to look at him? "Just one look, just one look..." She slowly turned around, her heart pounding faster and faster. Finally, she saw his half-naked body: as strong and muscular as in her dreams, the muscle lines of his legs making her fantasize, almost unable to resist touching him.

Ye Lian kept looking at him until he closed his clean pants, then turned away with a mixture of satisfaction and disappointment.

Yu Feng knew she was watching. He knew she would look, but he didn't react. Exposing his body to this woman actually made him feel very satisfied and proud. Out of the corner of his eye, he also caught a glimpse of her shy yet greedy expression as she turned back to look, which made his dressing movements slow down, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

"I'm changed," Yu Feng said, feigning to her.

"Okay, then... we can start class now."

Two hours later, class was over, everything was as usual, but the heavy rain still hadn't stopped.

Yu Feng shook out his old clothes, which weren't completely dry, but after thinking for a while, he decided to change into them. Although Ye Lian hinted that she could lend him her husband's clothes, he still refused. He still couldn't accept that after doing such a thing with another man's wife, she would take away her husband's clothes.

Besides, he was wearing this outfit...

Clothes... I can't help but feel a little scared.

It's about an eight-minute walk to the station. Ye Lian said the rain was too heavy and offered to walk him part of the way. Yu Feng declined a few times, but finally accepted. He knew how reluctant he was to refuse, but he also knew she would insist. Ye Lian told the child to wait at home for a while, that she would be back soon. Xiao Yu didn't say anything, just hummed in agreement.

The stairwell was pitch black; perhaps because of the heavy rain, the lights were all off. After the door behind them closed, the two could no longer see each other. The rain was loud, but it couldn't drown out the sound of their heartbeats in the darkness.

Yu Feng wanted to reach out and hold her hand, but hesitated. He seemed afraid that this action would be "misunderstood," but at the same time, he knew in his heart that this so-called "misunderstanding" was his truest thought.

The two went down a few steps, and suddenly Ye Lian cried out, almost missing a step. Yu Feng quickly reached out and grabbed her—he didn't know how he managed to grab her so accurately in the dark, just managing to hold her hand. Yu Feng pulled her forcefully, causing her to lose her balance and lean against him. Her ear was pressed against his chest, and she heard his rapid heartbeat for a brief moment. Although she couldn't see, she could guess his expression, and her own.

But Ye Lian had walked this floor hundreds of times; how could she possibly have tripped so easily?

Ye Lian knew it was absurd, but she still told herself, "I really didn't mean to." And so, their hands naturally became clasped. Yu Feng had once thought the fifth floor was too high and too tiring, but now he wished it were endlessly high.

They reached the top of the stairs, where the streetlights shone on them, allowing them to see each other's faces. Although they had both imagined what expressions would appear on the other side, seeing it in person still filled them with shame. Yu Feng said, "This is enough." But he didn't let go of her hand. The answer, as he had expected, was a firm refusal. They both knew that such polite words were now superfluous, yet they couldn't help but exchange these diplomatic phrases. This unspoken understanding, this mutual tacit agreement, was not only wonderful but also pleasant.

Yu Feng didn't ask Ye Lian why she only brought one umbrella; he silently took it, opened it, and held it over their heads, walking slowly through the curtain of rain.

There weren't many pedestrians on the street anymore, with only a few cars occasionally speeding by on the flooded road. Along the way, she occasionally mentioned her child's studies, then subtly steered the conversation towards Yu Feng's school life. She listened with great interest to his interesting experiences, while also wondering if he would mention his "romantic experiences."

"Has he ever been in contact with other girls? But someone as outstanding as him, how could no one like him? Of course he'd be popular!" Ye Lian, thinking that he was currently holding an umbrella for her, felt a sense of triumphant accomplishment.

"But how could he not be tempted if he's always being pursued by other girls? They're all younger and prettier than me... Even if I can still compare to them now, what about the future? Three years later, five years later... I'll eventually get old, and then..." In an instant, all her pride vanished.

She didn't even anticipate Yu Feng's next words.

"Then... what about you?" Yu Feng suddenly asked.

"Huh? What?" She was startled. Ye Lian probably didn't realize how amusing her expression was to Yu Feng—it was exactly how a child would look when the teacher called on them while they were distracted in class.

Yu Feng resisted the urge to laugh at her: "What do you like?"

Ye Lian suddenly blushed and asked, "You mean...which aspect?" "Hobbies, anything is fine." "This...may sound a little funny." "I won't laugh."

Ye Lian paused for a moment before finally saying, "I like...eating candy." "Girls like eating candy, that's perfectly normal, what's so funny?" Yu Feng realized after speaking that he had referred to this mother as a "girl," and felt a little embarrassed. Fortunately, Ye Lian didn't hold it against him. But Ye Lian heard—this word that was completely unfamiliar to her. At the same time, Ye Lian noticed that the other person seemed to be avoiding using the term "auntie," and she felt a pang of emotion. Yu Feng quickly changed the subject and asked, "So, do you want to eat some now?" "...Yes." "It's still early, I can buy some for you—are there any stores nearby?" This way of asking directly took away Ye Lian's chance to refuse.

"There's a shop up ahead—we can buy it there."

"But that shop is too small; they probably don't sell much." Ye Lian laughed. "It's okay, a regular lollipop will do. After all, a woman my age doesn't care that much about what kind of candy she eats."—She didn't say the last part aloud.

The candy was cherry-flavored, both sour and sweet. Ye Lian nestled under the eaves, slowly savoring it, while Yu Feng held the umbrella for her, protecting her from the rain and wind. He saw Ye Lian licking the candy with delight, like a child—a child even smaller than her own. Of course, this sight also reminded Yu Feng of certain wonderful yet indescribable scenarios. But he quickly dismissed these thoughts; he felt that such an idea was an insult at this moment.

"Aren't you going to eat one?" Ye Lian asked, her mouth full of candy, her pronunciation unclear, displaying an cuteness that didn't match her real age.

"No, thank you," Yu Feng said. "I just want to watch you eat," he thought.

"Why?"

"I don't really like the taste of sugar. It's exaggeratedly sweet, excessively sweet, you could even say—sweet to the point of being unreal." He knew Ye Lian was currently savoring the sugar, and it was rather jarring to say such things so bluntly. However, he felt that he no longer needed to, and didn't want to, try to please her by agreeing with her. He was willing to tell her his true feelings, regardless of whether she liked the answer.

Ye Lian put down the sugar, then lowered her head without saying a word. Yu Feng thought she must be angry and couldn't help but wonder if his bluntness was inappropriate. Just as he was thinking of something to say, she asked, "Do you... think I'm a bad woman?" "Of course not—why do you ask?" "Because you just told me the truth, and as a matter of courtesy, I should tell you the truth too..." Before Yu Feng could react, she had already raised her head and kissed his lips. He tasted the cherry sweetness on her tongue, but he didn't feel any aversion at all. This sweetness felt just right to him, and he couldn't resist it. He responded naturally, greedily savoring the remaining sweetness. After a long while, they separated, their sweet saliva forming a silvery thread between their lips.

"Now I can tell you. And you must remember—actually, I am." Her tone was fierce, but her expression held no trace of malice.

They had both waited too long for this moment. The tattered window paper that should have been torn away long ago was finally burned away cleanly.

In Yu Feng's eyes, Ye Lian had lost all "concepts" at this moment. She was no longer a wife, no longer a mother, and the age difference between them had never existed. He could no longer see any attributes in her that could bind him—she was simply herself.

For the rest of the journey, neither of them spoke. Ye Lian's impulsive act had left both of their shoulders soaked with sweat, yet their skin felt no chill.

When they arrived at the station, they realized it was too late; the last bus had already left.

"Oh dear, this is troublesome. It's all my fault for wasting time and now you can't go back." "Yes, if only I hadn't suddenly decided to buy candy. What should we do now?" "Well... tonight, you can just stay at my place for the night. The rain should stop by tomorrow morning." "Well, that's the only way then. Sorry to bother you tonight." This scene had no script, yet they improvised so brilliantly.

When the two returned to "their home," it was late at night, and the child was asleep. Ye Lian couldn't help but feel guilty for almost forgetting she had a child, but this guilt was quickly washed away by the spring of desire.

Ye Lian found Yu Feng a new set of toiletries, helped him take off his once-soaked shirt, and carefully dried his body with a towel. Her movements were gentle and meticulous, as if she were repairing a priceless artifact.

This time, Yu Feng did not refuse. After taking care of Yu Feng, she began to clean herself. She took off her shirt in front of Yu Feng—a move she did without hesitation—and then smoothed her wet hair with her hands.

"After getting caught in the rain, it's best to take a hot bath, otherwise you'll get sick," Ye Lian said.

"Hmm. Then..." Yu Feng knew what she meant, but wasn't quite sure how to respond.

Fortunately, Ye Lian quickly finished his sentence: "There's not much hot water left in the bathroom. Xiao Yu probably already showered, so there might only be enough for one person." Ye Lian's tone was calm, but Yu Feng noticed her constantly rubbing her fingers. He knew she had tried her best to express her true intentions, and he couldn't hide it anymore.

"Then, perhaps we can shower together," Yu Feng finally said.

Ye Lian breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "Although I've never showered with another man before, there's always a first time—by the way, I can't undo my bra, could you help me unzip the back?" Yu Feng did as she asked. He hadn't dared to imagine he'd have the chance to do such a thing, but at this moment, he wasn't excited by this action. Instead, he was very concerned about Ye Lian's words, "never showered with another man before."

"So I'm the first person to do this with her?" He was incredibly happy about this and had no doubt about the truth of her words. He knew that now they had no need to use lies to win each other's favor. "So what if I'm not the first? Does that mean I don't want her? Of course not, that's not important. No matter what, I will love her..." he thought.

Ye Lian's underwear was removed, and in return, she helped Yu Feng take off his trousers. Ye Lian's right hand unbuckled his belt, while her left hand ambiguously caressed the base of his thigh. He felt her hand was about to touch his most sensitive spot, but Ye Lian skillfully avoided it each time. When he looked down, Ye Lian looked up into his eyes, her full, round breasts pressed against his thigh, gently rubbing against him. She saw the pleasure yet pain on Yu Feng's face, and a feeling of superiority welled up inside her.

Yu Feng couldn't help but whisper a plea to her, but she pretended not to hear and continued to arouse him. Until Yu Feng finally couldn't help but slap the back of her hand, she made an innocent expression and pulled down her trousers. His already engorged penis was tightly wrapped in his underwear, like a wild horse being restrained by reins, yet constantly resisting.

"Xiao Feng, are you... uncomfortable?" she playfully stopped and asked him. Yu Feng blushed, not even noticing that she had secretly changed how she addressed him, and could only respond with a soft "Mmm." Seeing that she didn't make any further moves, he couldn't help but pull down his underwear himself, but Ye Lian grabbed him.

"I won't let you take it off unless you beg me."

"You..."

"Didn't I tell you, remember—I'm a bad woman." The smug expression on her face made him feel humiliated by being enslaved, but even more so, he felt an indescribable sadistic pleasure. He could only lower his head and beg her for mercy, "Please... please help me take it off." Ye Lian got his answer, but her movements were slow. Yu Feng didn't dare to urge her, so he could only continue to endure and wait. He felt the restraints below slowly loosening, and his whole body becoming lighter and lighter. Finally, the restraints were completely removed. His engorged, massive member was exposed to the air.

Ye Lian took the opportunity to pull down her underwear. When it reached her ankles, her shapely buttocks were raised high towards Yu Feng, swaying slightly up and down. She saw Yu Feng's hand reaching for his genitals from between her legs, and quickly turned around to stop him, saying, "You can't do that! Too much masturbation isn't good for young people—just hold on a little longer!" She whispered the last five words in Yu Feng's ear, intentionally or unintentionally increasing her breathing.

Yu Feng was overwhelmed by her actions. Ye Lian wondered if she was going too far, but seeing the immense pleasure hidden beneath Yu Feng's dissatisfaction in his eyes, and his increasingly rapid breathing, she understood that he was also enjoying himself, and became even more unrestrained. Besides, even at this point, he hadn't tried to resist (she had expected to be forced upon her in the living room). This meant he was willing to endure the pain.

Ye Lian took his hand and led him into the bathroom. She bent down and filled the bathtub with water. She felt something warm and hard gently rubbing against her buttocks. She knew Yu Feng couldn't hold back any longer, and this time she didn't stop him. Instead, she held onto the edge of the tub and gently swayed her hips to meet his movements. She didn't dare to react too much, afraid that his pent-up desire would suddenly burst forth, greatly diminishing the fun of this "date."

Once the tub was full, Ye Lian straightened up and whispered in Yu Feng's ear, "You're being naughty..." Yu Feng trembled slightly and blurted out, "I'm sorry..." Ye Lian chuckled and took his hand, saying, "Silly boy, how could I possibly blame you? Come on, get in quickly, or the water will get cold." The two entered the water, the temperature just right. Unfortunately, the bathtub was a bit small, and the two of them were squeezed together, unable to stretch out, and could only press close together face to face. Ye Lian straddled Yu Feng's lap, and thanks to the buoyancy of the water, her weight didn't make him too uncomfortable. His erect penis pressed against her crotch, rubbing against her vulva with the flowing water. "No matter what, I'm never getting a big bathtub again," Ye Lian thought.

Ye Lian squeezed out some shower gel and applied it to her chest. Yu Feng pretended to squeeze some too, but Ye Lian stopped him.

"There's not much left, so use it sparingly. When you're a guest in someone else's house, you should know your manners, right, Xiao Feng?" Her tone was serious, but her eyes were full of inviting desire. He gazed into her eyes, pressing his body closer to the ground. Her soft breasts, covered in white foam, rubbed against his hard chest, while her vulva rubbed against his penis. She didn't know if she was wet, but she guessed she was aroused. Their eyes gradually became hazy, and their lips drew closer until they touched.

Ye Lian hadn't had any sugar in her mouth, but Yu Feng still tasted a peculiar sweetness. After their tongues entwined for a while, Ye Lian began licking Yu Feng's lips, neck, and collarbone, while her hands below stroked his penis. Her attacks were so intense, as if she were bestowing an equal favor after the punishment she had just received. Yu Feng's pleasurable panting excited Ye Lian as well.

Then, Ye Lian had Yu Feng sit up on the edge of the bathtub, and applied some shower gel to her breasts, rubbing it against Yu Feng's thighs. Her nipples always brushed lightly against his penis at just the right moment.

She knew what he wanted, but understood that things too easily obtained are rarely cherished, so she would not give it to him easily at this moment.

She looked up at him and smiled, waiting for his pleas for mercy. Yu Feng was panting, his entire body flushed a light red, and his engorged penis throbbed.

"Can...can I use your breasts...to clean me?"

"Hmm? You mean this little darling?" Ye Lian's finger gently poked his glans, and Yu Feng reflexively flinched. "But...no! I've been washing you for so long, you should help me now, right?" "What...what should I do?" Ye Lian smiled, stood up, and slightly parted her legs, exposing her pink vulva to Yu Feng's eyes. Against the backdrop of a patch of dark forest soaked in water, it looked incredibly lewd.

Yu Feng naturally understood her meaning. Ye Lian saw his hand begin to caress her thigh, his thumb occasionally touching the pulsating flesh of her vulva. She gradually lost herself in his caresses, and after a while, she felt something sticky and wet sweeping against her private parts. Without looking, Ye Lian knew it was his tongue. The soft tongue stirred beneath her, and Ye Lian couldn't help but recall their kiss, the way his tongue tasted the sweet and sour cherry in her mouth—that sensation gradually merging with the feeling in her lower body. She desperately wanted to scream, but her remaining reason prevented her from waking the child, so she covered her mouth, her voice turning into soft, seductive breaths.

After a while, she felt his tongue being withdrawn, replaced by two strong fingers. She saw Yu Feng stand up, his hand moving in and out of her body while he leaned over to kiss her lips.

Yu Feng's tongue, still wet with her juices, entered her mouth once more. Driven by her subconscious, she sucked on her own fluids like a lollipop, while her lower body released even more fluids as his fingers moved in and out.

She felt the strength draining from her legs, then suddenly felt a powerful electric shock, her body trembling uncontrollably until she lost all strength.

She felt she was about to collapse, but he suddenly caught her. He held her hands, but not too tightly, so as not to cause her pain. She continued kissing him as she slowly moved until she sat back on the edge of the bathtub, finally parting her lips.

She then took Yu Feng's two fingers, which had just left her body, into her mouth, deliberately making sucking sounds, while looking into his eyes, her provocation unmistakable.

She saw Yu Feng's other hand already stroking his penis, realizing he had reached his limit. Holding onto his thighs, she slowly knelt before him, wedging the thing between her breasts. The small thing, seemingly with a half-red, half-purple head, moved in and out of her cleavage, churning and churning. When it came close, Ye Lian involuntarily stuck out her tongue and gently touched the purplish-red head. She saw the little head swaying excitedly from her licking, and felt incredibly satisfied. She was already tired, but couldn't bear to let the boy leave the bathroom with his unsatisfied body. In a half-dreaming, half-awake state, her movements became faster, and Yu Feng's expression grew increasingly excited.

After an unknown amount of time, the thing finally stopped moving, stopping in front of Ye Lian. Ye Lian observed it with hazy eyes: several white spots had appeared on its body. She looked up at her breasts, where more white stains were present. Only then did she realize that her lips were sticky.

"What...is this?" Ye Lian dipped her index finger in it and put it in her mouth. "It's sticky, a little fishy, and weird...but why do I feel like I haven't had enough? Ah! That's it, it's Xiao Feng's semen! He ejaculated it all over me, on my body and my face..." She realized she couldn't resist the taste of her beloved. Her tongue greedily searched for the semen near her lips, while her fingers scraped the semen off her cheeks and put it in her mouth.

Yu Feng felt incredibly pleased to see her sucking on her index finger so greedily, making slurping sounds.

Ye Lian cleaned her face, remembering the delicious taste still lingering on her breasts. Without thinking, she lifted them up and swept her tongue around her nipples.

"I look like this... because of what happened in the room last time. I really hoped he would see me like this, and now my wish has finally come true, I'm so happy!" "Excuse me... can I pull it out now? Um... it's still stuck inside, it's so uncomfortable..." "No, look, you've gotten it all dirty. You have to wash it clean before you leave—a good boy shouldn't be so careless when he takes a bath!" She took Yu Feng's penis into her mouth and sucked hard, occasionally even playfully rubbing the sensitive glans with her teeth. She listened to Yu Feng's groans of pain and pleasure, and then stroked her own once again aroused vagina.

Finally, at Yu Feng's pleading, Ye Lian finally let him go. She stood up, elegantly wiped her mouth with a towel, like a lady who had just finished a meal, then hugged Yu Feng and whispered in his ear:

"Thank you for the treat."

[The End]

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