The helplessness of a mature female professor

After finishing his phone call with his wife, Ren Jianghai sat on the sofa, picked up a book from the coffee table, and flipped through it. A moment later, "Dong, dong, dong..." The doorbell rang as the antique floor clock struck eight.

Ren Jianghai got up and opened the door. Associate Professor Wang Yueping, who had visited his office that afternoon, stood outside, smiling and nodding at him. However, the forced smile seemed rather strained, unable to conceal the unease in her expression.

"Professor Wang, it's you! Please come in!" Ren Jianghai smiled broadly, showing unusual enthusiasm as he opened the door and invited Wang Yueping into his home, then casually closed the door behind him.

Wang Yueping looked at Ren Jianghai with a puzzled expression as he closed the door. Seeing him walk into the living room, she noticed the spotless wooden floor and took off her shoes, placing them by the entrance.

"Associate Professor Wang, you've come at the perfect time. I was just looking at your document." Ren Jianghai pointed to the document on the coffee table and said, "Please have a seat. Would you like something to drink?" "No, thank you, Director Ren. You're too kind. I... I'll be leaving soon!" Wang Yueping quickly replied.

Ren Jianghai's lips curled slightly as he glanced at Wang Yueping with a smile, then sighed softly and said, "Professor Wang, that's not right of you. How can you be so disrespectful? You've only just arrived, and you're already leaving?" Wang Yueping's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly said, "No, no, Director Ren... please don't misunderstand. This is my first time visiting your home. Your house is so tastefully decorated, so grand." While offering compliments, Wang Yueping absentmindedly looked around and had no choice but to sit down on the sofa, but there was no sign of anyone else in the house. At this moment, Ren Jianghai walked to one side of the living room, where there was a small bar with several bottles of wine on it. Wang Yueping watched Ren Jianghai's retreating figure, her heart pounding with anxiety.

"Where's your wife?"

Although she had expected it, seeing that Ren Jianghai was alone at home only deepened her unease, and she couldn't help but ask.

"She's on a business trip. She's out all the time. This time, she went to Germany with the municipal leadership delegation to report on the sister city relationship with Munich. She won't be back for a few days. Haven't you been watching TV these past few days?" "I rarely watch TV." Wang Yueping forced herself to relax and said, "I usually read books and write when I get home. But my husband, Lao Ding, likes to watch the news, so I sometimes watch some with him." Ren Jianghai smiled and said, "Isn't that good? By the way, I have some red wine I brought back from my last trip to France. Would you like a glass?"

"Ah? No need for that. I don't drink wine. Just give me a glass of water." Wang Yueping said.

But at this moment, Ren Jianghai had already poured half a glass of red wine into two glasses and handed them to Wang Yueping.

Seeing this, Wang Yueping could only say, "Thank you," and took the wine from Ren Jianghai. Just as she was about to put it down, Ren Jianghai raised his glass.

"Come on, let me toast Professor Wang... Professor Wang, this wine is strong, don't rush to drink it, just take a sip slowly."

Wang Yueping usually enjoyed a little red wine, thinking that just one sip wouldn't hurt, so under Ren Jianghai's gaze, she took a small sip.

Ren Jianghai also took a sip, then held the glass in his hand, smiling at Wang Yueping.

Unlike when he saw her in the office that afternoon, Wang Yueping had changed her clothes. She wore a black knitted long-sleeved top, ordinary blue women's jeans, and flesh-colored short stockings—a fairly ordinary outfit. However, in Ren Jianghai's eyes, who had a particular fondness for middle-aged mature women, this attire was quite alluring.

Wang Yueping felt a little uneasy under the gaze of the young man, who was nearly twenty years her junior. She quickly coughed and said, "Director Ren, what you said this afternoon..."

"Oh... ah... ah... it's that matter..." Ren Jianghai was stunned for a moment before he came to his senses after Wang Yueping mentioned it. "Professor Wang, look at my memory... come with me, I'll show you some things." He said, walking towards the room.

Wang Yueping had no choice but to follow Ren Jianghai into his room, which was a luxurious and spacious master suite. A large bed was placed in the center of the room, next to which was a large writing desk with a computer on it. In front of it was a spacious leather office chair. On the wall hung a large wedding photo of Ren Jianghai and Zheng Lu. On the other side was a walk-in closet and an ensuite bathroom.

"I'm used to keeping my computer in my bedroom," Ren Jianghai explained. "That way, it's more convenient if I need to do something." He picked up a form from his desk and said to Wang Yueping, "This is the list your School of Humanities submitted. After you left this afternoon, I called them and told them to hurry up and get the list to our personnel department before the end of the day. They just handed it in before 5 PM..." Ren Jianghai glanced at the form, then at Wang Yueping, sighed, and handed it to her, saying, "Your school really doesn't have many spots this year. Originally, there were only four promotion slots. I've already secured two more for your school from other departments. Look, this is the result of their discussion..."

Wang Yueping had already gleaned some hints from Ren Jianghai's expression and tone. Trembling, she took the list from his hand. Looking at it, she felt a wave of dizziness. Sure enough, her name wasn't among the six promotion slots listed.

"It's a pity, Professor Wang. It seems your department still believes there are more suitable candidates for promotion,"

Ren Jianghai said with a sympathetic tone. Actually, the School of Literature had submitted this list to the Personnel Department several days ago. Wang Yueping was originally on the list, but Ren Jianghai crossed her name out after reviewing it, asking the School of Literature to reconsider. The School of Literature, of course, dared not disobey him, hence the list now in Wang Yueping's hands.

"This...this is unfair!" Wang Yueping gripped the list tightly in her hand. This was already the umpteenth time she had waited for promotion, fully expecting it would finally be her turn this time. Who knew...that her long-held expectations would be shattered like this? Wang Yueping couldn't accept it no matter what.

"I...I..." Wang Yueping cried out, "Look at these six people, which one of them has served at Liangjiang as long as I have? In terms of contributions and achievements, where am I inferior to them?" The more she spoke, the more aggrieved she felt, and tears welled up in Wang Yueping's eyes.

Ren Jianghai stood silently with his hands in his pockets, watching Wang Yueping without saying a word. Only when tears streamed down her face did he speak, "To be honest, Professor Wang, I personally agree with everything you just said..."

Ren Jianghai's words seemed to offer Wang Yueping a glimmer of hope in the darkness. She looked at him with tearful eyes, "Director Ren, you...you must help me...I..." "Sigh...Although I'm in charge of personnel, the promotion lists are drawn up by each department, and I have no authority to interfere..."

Ren Jianghai's words clearly couldn't fool Wang Yueping. The personnel department had the power to decide on personnel arrangements for all faculty and staff, let alone someone as powerful as Ren Jianghai. She hurriedly said, "Director Ren, you must be able to help me, please! This promotion is so important to me and my family. I've waited so many years, you have to help me."

Ren Jianghai took the list from Wang Yueping and looked at it. "I have to say, your department really doesn't understand how to consider the actual needs of the teachers. Sigh... And look at this list, it's clearly gender-unbalanced. The ratio of men to women in the School of Literature is 3 to 7. How can you only promote one female teacher?" Wang Yueping nodded repeatedly. The list had seven men and one woman; the only woman was Han Li, an associate professor who taught modern and contemporary literature.

"Not to criticize, Professor Wang, your qualifications and research are outstanding in your department, it's just a pity... there's a bit..." Ren Jianghai paused here, looking up at Wang Yueping.

Wang Yueping looked at Ren Jianghai with eager eyes, waiting for him to continue, but Ren Jianghai suddenly laughed and said, "Haha, I'd better not say anything!"

"Ah? No, no, please tell me, please tell me, I must help me..." Ren Jianghai looked at Wang Yueping meaningfully for a while. "Alright then, since you're so eager to hear, I might as well just say it." As he spoke, he reached out his right hand and gently placed it on Wang Yueping's shoulder.

Wang Yueping's body trembled, but she didn't dare to move away. She only heard Ren Jianghai say, "As for the others, everyone has their strengths, so I won't talk about them. But look at this list. They're all women, so why is it that Professor Han, despite being younger and less experienced than you, and having fewer works, was nominated?" "This..." Wang Yueping lowered her head, her mind filled with the image of Han Li riding high in the School of Literature over the past two years. Speaking of Han Li, Wang Yueping couldn't help but feel a bellyful of resentment.

Han Li was a graduate of Liangjiang University. More than twenty years ago, after graduating with her bachelor's degree, she stayed at the university as a student political counselor. Later, after obtaining a master's degree, she began to teach. Han Li was cheerful and good-looking, so she was quite popular in the School of Literature. Unfortunately, her academic level was not high. After many years at Liangjiang University, she had no outstanding achievements in either academics or professional skills. She only managed to be promoted to lecturer after several years as a teaching assistant.

Moreover, because she was unable to pursue a doctorate, she remained a lecturer for nearly ten years. Wang Yueping was four or five years older than her. Sometimes, when she talked about Han Li behind her back, everyone joked that she would be lucky to retire as a senior lecturer, and if she could become an associate professor, it would be a stroke of good fortune.

Who knew that a little over a year ago, Han Li was suddenly promoted to associate professor to the surprise of almost everyone. Those in the know dared not reveal the reason. Only a few people within the School of Literature knew that the university's personnel department played a decisive role in Han Li's promotion. The director of the personnel department, Ren Jianghai, almost entirely relied on his personal will to facilitate Han Li's promotion.

After that, Han Li was frequently seen going in and out of the personnel office. Although no one dared to say much, Wang Yueping had heard rumors about the unusual relationship between Han Li and Ren Jianghai, though she remained skeptical, given the significant age difference between them.

However, the fact remained that since that promotion, Han Li had become a highly sought-after figure in the School of Literature. And now, only two years after becoming an associate professor, she was again slated for promotion to professor! Normally, according to the procedures at Liangjiang University, one needs to have served as an associate professor for at least five years to be eligible for promotion to professor. Of course, in this country, many things have unique solutions, and in some special circumstances, promotions can be made exceptionally. Clearly, Han Li's promotion fell into this category.

What angered Wang Yueping even more was that Han Li hadn't even completed doctoral studies. This was unacceptable to Wang Yueping, who had been an associate professor for over ten years and already possessed a doctorate. Because, according to convention, someone without a doctorate was not eligible for promotion to professor at a top-tier university like Liangjiang.

At this moment, Ren Jianghai had already placed both hands on Wang Yueping's shoulders. "Whether in academics, professional skills, or academic qualifications, I personally believe that your abilities are stronger than Associate Professor Han... oh no, Professor Han..." Ren Jianghai deliberately emphasized the word "professor," which made Wang Yueping's heart skip a beat. "But!" Ren Jianghai's tone changed, and he continued, "There is one aspect, Professor Wang, where your abilities are far inferior to Professor Han's..."

"Director Ren, you mean..." Wang Yueping asked uneasily.

Ren Jianghai smiled ambiguously, looking into Wang Yueping's eyes with gentle eyes, a wicked smile playing on his lips. He said nothing, leaving Wang Yueping to guess. But when Wang Yueping saw the look in his eyes, her heart pounded wildly. "Director Ren... I... I don't understand what you mean..." "This is your first time at my house, isn't it?" Ren Jianghai said leisurely, no longer hiding the desire in his eyes. "Professor Han... she's a regular here. Otherwise, how do you think she got promoted to associate professor two years ago? And why is it that she got promoted to professor so quickly this time?" At this point, Ren Jianghai felt it was time to reveal his true colors. He gently squeezed Wang Yueping's shoulder. "Life is short, Professor Wang. Opportunities are for those who are prepared. You don't want this opportunity to slip away, do you? Learn from Professor Han, I promise!" He patted his chest and said decisively, "As long as I, Ren, make one phone call, I guarantee your name will appear on this list!"

"You... you mean... you want me to..." Wang Yueping lowered her head, her face flushed red.

Before coming to Ren Jianghai's house, she had imagined such a scene. After all, the Ren brothers were known for their womanizing ways, and she had heard many rumors about them and other female faculty and staff at the school. However, considering that she was so much older than Ren Jianghai, she felt that her thoughts were absurd and that she was overthinking things. Therefore, although she was somewhat prepared, it was still hard for her to accept that Ren Jianghai had said it so openly.

Ren Jianghai nodded. "Actually, I've noticed you for a long time, Professor Wang. Ever since I met you a few years ago, I've been captivated by your intellectual charm. It's a pity you've never given me a chance." Wang Yueping looked at Ren Jianghai, who was so much older than her, and shook her head incredulously. "But...we...I'm so much older than you...Director Ren, you...you've mistaken me for someone else. I...I have a family. I...I'm not that kind of woman."

Ren Jianghai removed his hands, smiled coldly, and said, "Okay, I, Ren Jianghai, would never force a woman. If you want to leave, go ahead. I won't stop you!" As he spoke, his tone became stern. "However, this world is very fair. Sometimes, people always have to pay a price for what they want to gain. You're so learned, you must understand this principle, right?"

********************************** Wang Yueping had already turned to leave Ren Jianghai's house, but these last words struck her heart like a devil's whisper. In an instant, all sorts of rumors about the Ren brothers flooded Wang Yueping's mind. Almost every rumor described how ruthless and cold-blooded the two brothers were towards those who dared to infringe upon their interests.

Rumors circulated that shortly after the Ren brothers rose to their positions, many were dissatisfied with their behavior and wanted to punish them through legal means.

However, any attempt to do so was met with their relentless retaliation.

Two years ago, a young, newly promoted lecturer, dissatisfied with the Ren brothers, wrote a report to the Provincial Higher Education Department exposing their actions at Liangjiang University. Less than two days after the report was submitted, the Higher Education Department issued an official document, and the young lecturer was honorably selected as a teacher to support Tibet, quickly disappearing from this southern coastal city.

A year later, when someone saw him again in the city, the once strong young man was now on the verge of death, ravaged by various altitude sicknesses and unexplained injuries. He died soon after, and none of his former colleagues or friends dared to visit him…

On another occasion, someone posted a thread on the nationally renowned online forum, Haijiao, revealing details of the Ren brothers' bribery and corruption. The post caused a huge social uproar. Li Weimin, the director of the Liangjiang City Public Security Bureau, stated in a television interview that he would thoroughly investigate the matter and immediately organized a special task force, led by Xue Ling, the captain of the Economic Crime Investigation Division under the Public Security Bureau, to investigate at Liangjiang University.

Shortly afterward, the police announced the case was solved because someone surrendered. That person was the deputy director of the Human Resources Department under Ren Jianghai. He confessed that he had fabricated charges to frame Ren Jianghai in order to get the director's position, and that the contents of the post were all fabricated and completely untrue. The deputy director was later arrested according to law, and no one knew his whereabouts after that.

From that time on, no one dared to challenge the Ren brothers' position... Those who obey me prosper, those who oppose me perish! Ren Jianghai's personality was well-known at Liangjiang University. Wang Yueping realized that if she left this room at this moment, her career at Liangjiang University would be over.

Is this how it ends? She'd toiled her whole life at this school, only to be kicked out two years before turning fifty?

"I...I..." Wang Yueping thought of her family, of her husband, Lao Ding. Lao Ding was a retired soldier who, after leaving the military in the 1980s, joined Liangjiang University as a driver for the administration office, driving for university leaders—a very meager income.

Then she thought of her son, soon to graduate. He hadn't inherited his mother's academic talent; his grades were mediocre. He'd spent four years at an obscure, second-tier university, and now, upon graduation, he needed to find a decent job. For a family like hers, how easy was that?

Wang Yueping felt only one sentence echoing in her mind: "No, I can't let this go. I must fight for it..."

Unconsciously, she slowly turned to look at Ren Jianghai.

"Director Ren...you...you...please help me..."

Ren Jianghai smiled broadly and said, "I really want to help you...but you have to give me the chance first...don't you agree, Professor Wang?" Ren Jianghai sighed and continued, "You know, Professor Han...she gave me this opportunity, and herself...so you see, no matter how much gossip there is, I'm doing everything I can to protect her. Professor Wang, what about you? Would you like to give me this opportunity too?" Wang Yueping looked at Ren Jianghai's undisguised lustful expression, subconsciously clutching her collar, and said tremblingly, "I'm...I'm already this old..." Hearing Wang Yueping say this, Ren Jianghai was overjoyed. His attempt to break down this mature female professor's psychological defenses had made its first major breakthrough. At this moment, his expression turned serious, and he looked directly into Wang Yueping's eyes:

"Professor Wang, you probably don't know how charming you are, do you? The reason I, Ren Jianghai, have gone to such lengths to cultivate you is because I've always been captivated by your mature charm..." The love of beauty is a woman's nature. Whether six or sixty, every woman feels secretly pleased when someone compliments her appearance, and Wang Yueping was no exception. She was indeed naturally beautiful. As a female college student in the early 1980s, she was a well-known beauty on campus, with many suitors. However, coming from a military family, she had strict upbringing, and her father strictly forbade her from dating during her studies.

People were more naive back then, and Wang Yueping followed her father's arrangements. After graduating from university, she met her future husband, Lao Ding, through a blind date. At that time, marrying a soldier was a trend and a very prestigious thing. Lao Ding's family had been poor farmers for three generations, and his background perfectly matched her father's requirements, who was also a soldier. Wang Yueping didn't complain, and not long after graduation, she married Lao Ding as arranged by her family.

At that time, China's reform and opening up had just begun, and women didn't spend nearly as much time on their appearance as they do today. In the mid-to-late 1990s, when women in society began to pursue youth and fashion, the traditionally-minded Wang Yueping felt that as a middle-aged woman and a highly educated individual, it would be inappropriate

for her to follow the trend and chase after such things. Therefore, even today, Wang Yueping only occasionally goes to a hair salon for a haircut. Places like slimming centers and beauty salons, which are common for middle-aged women, seem very distant to her.

Because of this, in Wang Yueping's memory, since her marriage, no one seems to have praised her appearance anymore, especially not men. Therefore, hearing such words from the mouth of a young and handsome man like Ren Jianghai, although it felt very abrupt, undeniably still brought her a little bit of joy.

Wang Yueping lowered her head, "But...but...I have a family...my husband..." Ren Jianghai still spoke with that same expression, "It's not that I'm criticizing you, Professor Wang...but I have to say, your thinking is really out of touch with the times. The pursuit of happiness should be a right that everyone should enjoy. You must be familiar with Li Yinhe's theory, right? Men and women should have the same right to pursue happiness! Just like at your age, if you don't seize the time to enjoy it, the opportunities may become fewer and fewer in the future..."

Wang Yueping lowered her head, listening to Ren Jianghai without any expression, but how familiar was Ren Jianghai with the psychology of middle-aged women? He knew that it wouldn't be easy to win over a mature associate professor with just words. Even if he had already pried open a gap in her defenses, this woman's walls wouldn't collapse. To open the door to her heart completely, it was time to use other tactics.

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This wine has a very mild effect; it won't make you drunk or unconscious. Its sole purpose is to stimulate the secretion of female hormones within two hours of a woman ingesting it, causing a strong sexual response.

Ren Jianghai had used this aphrodisiac on many women, and judging by the timing, this was precisely when the effects were beginning to take hold.

Ren Jianghai slowly moved his hands down, covering Wang Yueping's buttocks. Wang Yueping let out a soft cry of surprise. Ren Jianghai exerted force, pressing her buttocks against his body, his penis, hidden inside his pajama bottoms, pressing against her lower abdomen. The strong force penetrated her clothes, directly stimulating her. His eyes were fixed on Wang Yueping, silent, but his conquering gaze made his intentions crystal clear. Wang Yueping looked at him blankly, neither nodding nor objecting.

Ren Jianghai then pushed Wang Yueping to sit on the edge of the bed, and pulled down his pajama bottoms and underwear, revealing his proud penis.

Wang Yueping turned her head away, lowering her head, not daring to look at Ren Jianghai's naked genitals.

Ren Jianghai grabbed her right hand and made her hold his penis. Wang Yueping recoiled slightly when her hand touched the hot penis, but after a moment's hesitation, she grasped Ren Jianghai's hard penis herself.

"Is it big enough?" Ren Jianghai was extremely confident in his penis; he was convinced that a respectable woman like Wang Yueping had never seen such a magnificent penis.

Wang Yueping felt the heat emanating from his enormous penis; it was more than twice the size of Lao Ding's.

As Wang Yueping held it, she felt the fire burning in her lower abdomen rising upwards, and her whole body began to feel hot. Her hand began to involuntarily stroke the hard shaft back and forth.

Ren Jianghai let Wang Yueping continue stroking his penis, and slowly sat down on the edge of the bed. He put his arms around Wang Yueping's shoulders and whispered in her ear, "Have you ever seen such a big thing? Do you want me to fuck it inside you?"

The explicit and vulgar words disgusted the usually chaste Wang Yueping. She immediately pulled her hand away from Ren Jianghai's penis and struggled to stand up. But then Ren Jianghai suddenly lifted her shoulder forcefully, and Wang Yueping's face was pressed tightly against his.

Wang Yueping stared wide-eyed at Ren Jianghai, who suddenly pressed his lips against hers.

Wang Yueping clenched her teeth, struggling desperately to escape his grasp, but Ren Jianghai's grip was incredibly strong, holding her head firmly in place. Simultaneously, Ren Jianghai pressed his body down forcefully, and Wang Yueping screamed as he was forced onto the bed. Her scream finally allowed Ren Jianghai's powerful tongue to penetrate her teeth. Once

inside her mouth, Ren Jianghai's tongue entwined with hers, his hands moving away from her head and instead vigorously kneading her breasts through her clothes. His penis pressed tightly against her lower body; even through the thick jeans, Wang Yueping could feel its hardness and heat.

This was unsettling. Wang Yueping felt an unprecedented surge of urge and need erupting from the depths of her body. The reality before her was something she absolutely didn't want to accept, yet her body reacted in a completely different way than reason. Her face quickly flushed, and her breathing became rapid.

"How could this be…?" Married for many years, Wang Yueping had never considered herself to have a particularly strong sex drive. Even when she and her husband, Lao Ding, were young, their sex life was only once every week or two, and Wang Yueping rarely initiated contact with Lao Ding.

In recent years, she and Lao Ding had lived a nearly sexless marriage. Wang Yueping only occasionally felt the need around her menstrual period, and if Lao Ding couldn't get an erection, she would simply relieve herself. As for sleeping with a man other than her husband, it was something Wang Yueping had never even considered in her life… How could she have such a desire in front of this despicable man?

Ren Jianghai naturally knew that most of this was due to that glass of wine, but regardless, the mature woman before him was already aroused and now just waiting for him to take advantage of her ripe body.

He reached out and gently pulled Wang Yueping's black top up from her waist. Wang Yueping tried to protect her chest with her hands, but Ren Jianghai easily broke through her defenses with a slight force of his left hand. "Hmph..." Wang Yueping let out a groan from her nose, her hands still weakly raised due to the rising desire within her. Ren Jianghai then took the opportunity to pull the sweater off her head. Underneath the

thin knitted top, there was only a red bra. At this moment, Ren Jianghai abandoned his attack on Wang Yueping's lips and kissed her neck and behind her ears, while simultaneously placing his hands on her breasts and kneading them through the bra.

This move was truly effective; Wang Yueping's body became even more responsive, her body twisting and turning, and the groans from her mouth and nose becoming heavier.

"Was it good?" Ren Jianghai whispered in Wang Yueping's ear. "You've never felt this good before, have you? Tell me honestly, wasn't it?"

Wang Yueping's mind was a mess. Ren Jianghai's voice sounded so hazy yet seductive in her consciousness. In her dazed state, she nodded involuntarily.

Ren Jianghai smiled smugly. "So... what about down there? Are you wet yet?" As he spoke, he unbuckled Wang Yueping's belt, then unbuttoned her jeans and pulled down the zipper.

"No...no...let...let me go..." Wang Yueping's body went limp, and she whispered with the last shred of her sanity.

"Really not?" Ren Jianghai smirked. "Then I'll verify!" With that, he lifted Wang Yueping's buttocks with his right hand. Wang Yueping knew what he was going to do, but in her dazed state, her body yielded, her buttocks lifting slightly. Ren Jianghai then pulled her jeans down to her knees with his left hand, revealing red panties that matched her bra.

At this moment, Ren Jianghai quickly pulled off Wang Yueping's jeans and threw them aside, then stood up, took off his own pajamas, and stood naked in front of Wang Yueping. Wearing only a bra and panties, Wang Yueping instinctively crossed one hand over her chest and the other covered her genitals. Before her was a muscular body full of masculine allure; the firm pectoral and abdominal muscles, honed by long-term exercise, were clearly visible, and the semi-erect penis hanging at her waist was about twenty centimeters long, radiating endless temptation in Wang Yueping's eyes.

Ren Jianghai pulled Wang Yueping's upper arm, helping her stand up, and then embraced her face-to-face. Wang Yueping was about 1.66 meters tall, relatively tall for a woman in the south, but still more than ten centimeters shorter than Ren Jianghai. This meant Ren Jianghai's penis was pressed just above Wang Yueping's navel.

Ren Jianghai continued to explore her lips and tongue, licking her neck a few times, then lifted her right hand. Wang Yueping had a sparse tuft of armpit hair, but it was quite long, clearly indicating she didn't trim it.

Ren Jianghai was delighted. Nowadays, women often wear revealing sleeveless tops in the summer, so they usually trim their armpit hair. It was rare to encounter such a naturally beautiful mature woman.

His nose pressed against the beautiful professor's armpit, Ren Jianghai greedily inhaled. Whether it was the sweltering summer heat or nervousness, Wang Yueping's armpits felt damp and warm, with a faint, sweaty odor—a scent that was incredibly alluring to Ren Jianghai.

Ren Jianghai licked Wang Yueping's armpits with his tongue, making the armpit hairs wet, then sucking them into his mouth clumps. At the same time, his hands weren't idle; he reached behind her to unhook her bra, ripping it off with one hand, then squeezing her breasts with his right.

Wang Yueping no longer resisted Ren Jianghai's actions. On one hand, she realized that she wanted the professorship she so desperately desired, and this situation was unavoidable; on the other hand, with Ren Jianghai's imposing body pressing down on her, she was truly powerless to resist; and finally, and what Wang Yueping absolutely refused to admit, was that her body was completely immersed in Ren Jianghai's wild and skillful caresses…

"To become a professor, for a better life for the whole family in the future, just this once…" Wang Yueping found an excuse for herself deep in her mind, and then…

Wang Yueping's breasts weren't large, and they were completely enveloped in Ren Jianghai's hands. And after all, she was approaching fifty; her breasts, while not withered, were already somewhat sagging. But that was exactly the kind of thing Ren Jianghai liked. At this moment, his mouth left the woman's armpits and swam to her breasts, first gently teasing the light brown nipples with the tip of his tongue. Wang Yueping cried out in surprise and quickly covered her mouth with her hand.

Ren Jianghai then licked and nibbled at Wang Yueping's breasts for a while before feeling her nipples harden. "It seems this old woman, though rarely sexually active, isn't particularly sensitive," Ren Jianghai thought to himself.

But it was time to move on. Ren Jianghai's tongue traveled downwards, from between Wang Yueping's breasts all the way to her navel.

He licked her navel a few times, quite satisfied. "As expected of a highly educated woman, her personal hygiene is impeccable; her navel is spotless, without a trace of odor."

Ren Jianghai's tongue journey finally reached its final destination. He pressed his nose against Wang Yueping's panties at the entrance of her vagina and sucked hard a few times.

"Ah...ah..." Wang Yueping's face was now flushed red, whether from shyness or arousal, her moans became clearer, and her legs swayed from side to side, seemingly trying to escape Ren Jianghai's lips. But Ren Jianghai used a little force, pulling her panties down to her ankles. Amid Wang Yueping's scream, Ren Jianghai had already parted her sparse pubic hair and pressed his lips directly against her labia majora.

"Ah...no...don't touch there..." Wang Yueping pushed Ren Jianghai's head away, but her strength was insufficient to push the strong man away.

"Professor Wang, you have a real treasure!" Ren Jianghai exclaimed. Wang Yueping's pubic hair, like her armpit hair, was long and sparse. When parted, it revealed her labia majora. Her labia majora weren't thick, but they were very clean. What was even more rare was that they didn't have the deep pigmentation that older women of her age often have. Although they weren't exactly pink, the two labia majora still maintained a clean flesh color. Among the several women over forty that Ren Jianghai had slept with, this was the first time he had seen labia majora with such an alluring color.

"Why...why are you licking there!" Wang Yueping exclaimed.

"Huh? Hasn't Old Ding licked you here before?" Ren Jianghai said, using his tongue to separate Wang Yueping's labia majora.

The flesh inside was tender and fresh, as if confirming that Wang Yueping was a virtuous woman who upheld traditional virtues.

Ren Jianghai was right. This was indeed the first time Wang Yueping's vagina had been licked by a man. When Old Ding was younger and had a stronger sex drive, he never licked her there during sex, and in recent years, it was even less likely. Wang Yueping only knew about this kind of caressing technique between men and women when she watched porn with Lao Ding to enhance their sexual experience; she had never experienced it herself.

"That place... is dirty... ah..." Wang Yueping twisted her body violently; she simply couldn't accept a man licking that area like that.

Seeing how much she was struggling, Ren Jianghai found licking unsatisfying and thought he would have plenty of time and opportunities to slowly train her later. Now it was time to move on to the next step!

Ren Jianghai abandoned licking Wang Yueping's genitals, put his head above hers, and kissed her lips. Wang Yueping only smelled a faint fishy odor—the smell of her own vaginal secretions.

Normally, being naturally clean, she would absolutely not be able to tolerate this smell, but today was completely different. This smell not only didn't disgust her, but instead aroused her even more. She responded to Ren Jianghai's passionate kiss without hesitation, her tongue even actively hooking around his, the two exchanging their saliva in a frenzied exchange.

With her eyes tightly closed, Wang Yueping passionately kissed Ren Jianghai for a long time. She felt Ren Jianghai slowly move his tongue away. Still wanting more, she opened her eyes and was met with Ren Jianghai's massive, over twenty-centimeter-long penis, the glans pressed against her lips, glistening with moisture.

"Come on, suck it," Ren Jianghai commanded in a tone that brooked no dissent. "You know how to suck, right? Have you ever sucked for Old Ding?"

Faced with this domineering man, Wang Yueping had no other choice. She stroked Ren Jianghai's penis while looking up, seeing his burning gaze. Whether resigned or overcome with lust, she finally let out a long breath, brought her lips to his penis, and gently licked it with her tongue.

This gentle touch couldn't satisfy Ren Jianghai's desire to conquer. He pressed Wang Yueping's head down slightly with both hands, and with a thrust of his penis, Wang Yueping's jaw loosened, allowing Ren Jianghai to insert about half of his penis.

"Mmm...mmm..." Wang Yueping frowned. She was no stranger to oral sex. In recent years, her husband, Lao Ding, had been declining in bed performance. Even when they did have sex, Wang Yueping had to suck him for ages before he could barely get an erection. But the penis in her mouth now brought her a completely different feeling. The size of the glans, the hardness and heat of the shaft were things Wang Yueping had never experienced before.

"Yes, like that, slowly swallow it in."

Ren Jianghai enjoyed the mature female associate professor's oral service, feeling incredibly satisfied. He slowly pushed his penis deeper into Wang Yueping's mouth. When his large penis was about two-thirds of the way in, he felt his glans reach the entrance of the mature female professor's throat and couldn't go any further. Without hesitation, Ren Jianghai pushed harder with his penis, trying to go in a little further.

At this moment, Wang Yueping suddenly pulled her head back, breaking free from Ren Jianghai's control, and flung his penis out of her mouth. Then she couldn't help but cough loudly.

Ren Jianghai sighed regretfully. It was indeed impossible to get a woman he was sleeping with for the first time to use deep throat to suck his penis unless he forced her. However, thinking that he could enjoy the mature body of this woman at will in the future, Ren Jianghai decided that it was better to proceed gradually.

"You...cough cough...I...I...you..." Wang Yueping finally stopped coughing, looked up at Ren Jianghai, her eyes full of resentment.

Ren Jianghai didn't care about that. He held Wang Yueping's head in his hands, kissed her repeatedly, then flipped over and pressed her down again. He held his large penis, which had just been serviced by Wang Yueping's mouth, and used his knees to spread Wang Yueping's thighs, aiming his penis straight at the old woman's vulva.

"No...no..." Wang Yueping continued to writhe, wanting her husband to be the only man she had ever been to defile the place before. Her body was weakly and futilely resisting, but this resistance was more like trying to convince herself; its force was far from enough to change the reality before her.

"Just wait and enjoy it, hehe..."

Ren Jianghai had been with several respectable women of this age and knew their psychology well. They usually viewed their first affair as a terrible thing and wouldn't easily cross that taboo line. But once a man's penis breached their heavily guarded entrance, they would often let go of themselves. Ren Jianghai had absolute confidence in his prowess in bed and believed that just one time would make a woman fall in love with him.

Pressing down hard on Wang Yueping's writhing body, Ren Jianghai squeezed his large glans against the old woman's vulva, feeling the moisture inside, knowing it was time to enjoy this long-awaited delicacy. "Here I come!" he shouted, a wicked smile playing on his lips. With a sudden burst of strength, he thrust most of his massive penis into the old woman's vagina.

"Ah!" The old woman's heart-wrenching scream rang out without fail. Ren Jianghai's penis, when fully erect, was about twenty centimeters long, and this thrust had penetrated more than halfway in, far exceeding the limit of Lao Ding's penis. Moreover, the thickness and hardness of Ren Jianghai's penis were incomparable to Lao Ding's. How could Wang Yueping, who had rarely had sex in recent years, withstand this?

Despite being mentally prepared, Ren Jianghai's thrust still caused Wang Yueping to burst into tears of pain, her arms instinctively gripping Ren Jianghai's back tightly.

Ren Jianghai closed his eyes, enjoying the pleasurable sensation of the old woman's long-dormant, narrow vaginal canal contracting and pressing against his glans. This was exactly the effect he wanted. The powerful first insertion would let Wang Yueping experience the uniqueness of his penis. He was confident that his technique would make the mature woman beneath him quickly forget the pain.

"Feels good, doesn't it? My penis is powerful, isn't it? Don't worry, it won't hurt soon. Just wait and see..." Ren Jianghai let his penis remain inside Wang Yueping's vagina for a while before beginning to slowly and gently thrust in and out, while kissing Wang Yueping's nipples. Each time Ren Jianghai thrust, he only pulled his penis out a little bit, then slowly pushed it back in, each time going a little deeper. This slow thrusting rate was perfect for opening up the old woman's vagina, which had never been opened to anyone other than her husband.

This technique seemed to have a miraculous effect on soothing Wang Yueping's mind. After the intense pain of the first insertion subsided, this gentle caress made the old woman feel a tenderness she had never experienced before. Just as Ren Jianghai had predicted, the irreversible fact of being penetrated by another man's penis was laid bare before her eyes, and at that moment, Wang Yueping's inner turmoil was also resolved.

"Old Ding... I'm sorry..." these words echoed in Wang Yueping's mind, but Ren Jianghai's slow yet progressively deeper thrusts prevented her from thinking any further.

"Is this good?"

Ren Jianghai watched as Wang Yueping's vagina secreted more and more lustful fluid, his penis thrusting unimpeded, and he felt a surge of pleasure. "Almost there, get ready to cum!" he said, thrusting his penis forcefully, reaching the very end of Wang Yueping's vagina, the glans powerfully striking her cervix.

"Ah..." Wang Yueping cried out again.

But Ren Jianghai quickly sealed her lips with his own, his penis gently twisting against her clitoris. Wang Yueping felt a surge of heat welling up from deep within her vagina, her body involuntarily trembling.

"Oh? You climaxed so easily, Professor Wang." Ren Jianghai smiled wickedly, looking lewdly at the flush rising on Wang Yueping's chest, his penis not stopping, the large glans pressing against the old woman's tender clitoris, his hips twisting, grinding the hard glans against the small protrusion on her clitoris.

"Ah...drink...drink...ha..." Wang Yueping tried her best to control herself, but her body's reaction still made her involuntarily pant. "You...talk nonsense...ah...I..." "Ah...could it be..."

From the old woman's awkward reaction, Ren Jianghai suddenly had a thought. "Could it be...you don't know that this is a woman's orgasm?"

Ren Jianghai guessed correctly. Wang Yueping and Lao Ding had been married for so many years, and their sex life had almost never lasted more than five minutes. Lao Ding was always so tired after ejaculating that he could only lie there. So Wang Yueping had never experienced what an orgasm was like.

Today, firstly, there was the aphrodisiac effect of the medicinal wine; secondly, Ren Jianghai's penis was many times stronger than Lao Ding's; and thirdly, it was the first time she had been caressed with such superb skills. In addition, the taboo of letting a man other than her husband penetrate her for the first time in her life made Wang Yueping unknowingly and quickly reach her first orgasm.

"Beautiful, isn't it? Professor Wang, this is what an orgasm feels like... Don't worry, this is just the beginning. Next, I'll make you orgasm non-stop, haha!" Ren Jianghai laughed smugly, his penis gradually accelerating its thrusts, lubricated by her vaginal fluids. Under the onslaught of her orgasm, Wang Yueping had forgotten that the man before her wasn't her husband. She wrapped her arms around Ren Jianghai's waist, actively spreading her legs further apart. With each thrust of Ren Jianghai's penis, her buttocks swayed, and her moans and gasps grew louder and louder.

After nearly twenty minutes of thrusting, Ren Jianghai felt Wang Yueping's breathing become heavier, her fingers gripping his waist tightening. He knew the old woman was about to experience her second orgasm, so he increased the speed and force of his thrusts, becoming faster and faster. At this point, he no longer cared about controlling the rhythm, simply pounding his penis against Wang Yueping's vagina, and almost every insertion caused the glans to hit her cervix.

"Ah...ah...ah...ha...ah ah ah..." After less than a dozen thrusts, Wang Yueping's moans had turned into full-blown groans of pleasure. With this rapid cry, the old woman's body suddenly stiffened, and she trembled again, releasing vaginal fluid for the second time.

Ren Jianghai kept his penis deeply inside Wang Yueping's vagina, motionless, feeling the rhythm of her vagina during her orgasm, while adjusting his breathing to calm the urge to ejaculate. After a while, when Wang Yueping's trembling had completely stopped, Ren Jianghai pulled his penis out and lay down next to her, both of them panting.

************************** After resting for a while, Ren Jianghai sat up and took a pack of cigarettes from the bedside table: "Don't mind? I remember Old Ding smokes too." Ren Jianghai asked.

Seeing Wang Yueping staring blankly at the ceiling, unresponsive, Ren Jianghai lit a cigarette, took a few puffs, then stood up and pulled a document from the desk beside him.

"This is what you wanted. I've already signed it, Professor Wang. From today onwards, you're a real professor," Ren Jianghai said.

Wang Yueping took the document from Ren Jianghai, staring at it blankly, two streams of tears welling up in her eyes.

"Does this thing feel particularly dirty? Like you traded your body for it, and you look down on yourself?"

Ren Jianghai suddenly said, standing up and walking to the window. He drew back the curtains, opened the window, and smoked facing the window. This building was the tallest in the entire teachers' village, and Ren Jianghai's apartment was on the top floor. The other floors were at least three stories lower, so there was no need to worry about anyone seeing what was happening inside.

"These days, Professor Wang, people laugh at poverty but not prostitution," Ren Jianghai said. "These days, if you have no money, no status, no position, you're less than a piece of shit in society. Chastity, integrity? To hell with them! Those pretentious people! They demand others be chaste and virtuous, but aren't they all thieves and prostitutes themselves? Fuck, pretentious!"

Ren Jianghai took two deep drags on his cigarette. "You probably go online too, right? Don't you think what I said is particularly one-sided? The people still value these noble things!"

He exhaled a long puff of smoke.

"Actually, all that so-called online public opinion guidance is just a bunch of charlatans. They talk a big game, criticizing this celebrity for marrying into a wealthy family or that famous person for cheating, but it's really just those incompetent people venting their anger."

"People who are incompetent can only sit in front of their computers and masturbate. Can you expect them not to have a scapegoat? If they had that opportunity, you'd see them scrambling for it! It's like those angry young men, one day they're talking about nuking Japan, the next they're challenging the US, but if a real war broke out, they'd be the first to run away! Don't you believe me? Anyone can spout nonsense."

"I'm getting off-topic. I just wanted to tell you that life is fleeting, like grass in autumn. Everyone has to find some joy in life." Ren Jianghai looked out the window at the teachers' building. "Do you remember the big event a while ago? That fire at the old teachers' building on Jiaozhou Road in Shanghai... So many teachers worked hard their whole lives, and just that one fire wiped them all out... People are just like that, it's all fate! Look, when the fire first broke out, everyone was mourning and learning lessons, but now? How many people still remember that fire? It hasn't even been that long!" At this moment, the cigarette in Ren Jianghai's hand burned to the end. He squeezed it out in the ashtray on his desk, took out another cigarette from the pack, and handed it to Wang Yueping: "Want one?" Wang Yueping took the cigarette from Ren Jianghai's hand expressionlessly. Ren Jianghai was taken aback, slightly surprised, but still held out his lighter and lit the cigarette for Wang Yueping.

Watching Wang Yueping skillfully smoke, Ren Jianghai smiled and lit one for himself as well. "You smoke too?"

"I smoke when I can't write, but I'm not addicted," Wang Yueping said. This was the first time she had spoken since Ren Jianghai had finished with her.

"Writing and smoking really are inseparable. That's why I started smoking too," Ren Jianghai said with a smile.

"You write too? What do you write?" Wang Yueping asked.

"I also graduated from the Chinese Literature Department, didn't I?" Ren Jianghai smiled.

Wang Yueping then remembered that Ren Jianghai's degree was a graduate student in the Chinese Literature Department of Peking University, which was one of the best in the country.

However, since he entered Liangjiang University, he had been doing administrative work, so most people wouldn't think that he was also a skilled writer.

"Enjoy life while you can, Professor Wang," Ren Jianghai said after Wang Yueping finished her cigarette. He went to the dressing room and brought out a neatly folded set of brand-new bath towels and hand towels, pointing towards the bathroom. "You're all soaking wet. Go wash up. These are all new, no one's used them." He handed the towels to Wang Yueping and said, "Keep the documents safe. You can leave whenever you want after you're done." Wang Yueping didn't take the towels. Without a word, she picked up her clothes, quickly put them on, grabbed the documents, and walked out without looking back.

"Do you want me to take you home?" Ren Jianghai called after her, but Wang Yueping ignored him, put on her shoes, and left Ren Jianghai's house.

[The End]

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