Go to her house and do her

The first time I went to Ms. Ren Tingting's home was at the end of August, more than three months after we started having a relationship. For the first two months, we had passionate encounters every few days, sometimes in my office and sometimes in hers, but mostly in the Communist Youth League office. That room was on the fourth floor of the school's north office building, and almost no one went up there. It was really just an office, mostly displaying banners for school Communist Youth League activities and award certificates and trophies. It was rarely used, and the key was always in the hands of Ms. Ren Tingting, the dean of students. It was practically the perfect place for an affair. Countless seeds of passion were sown on the sofa, the desk, and the chair there. "

[My husband isn't home tonight.]" Ms. Ren Tingting said to me in a low voice. After a summer vacation of more than a month, unlike students, teachers had to start school early to study various directives from higher authorities and assign tasks for the next semester. Most of the time, teachers who hadn't seen each other for more than a month would visit each other's offices to say hello. It was precisely because there were no classes that the teachers were visiting each other's offices at school, making Ren Tingting's gaze on me fiery and intense, yet she had to restrain herself. [He went to the county town with his work unit today and won't be back until tomorrow afternoon.] Ren Tingting's husband works in the power system; although not a high-ranking official, he's the head of the township management section, basically overseeing all the county and township offices, so going to the countryside is a frequent occurrence. Although Ren Tingting and I had a relationship, she never invited me to her home. Our relationship seemed to be limited to the school; outside of school, she reverted to being a devoted wife and mother. This time, perhaps because we'd been apart for so long, she had accumulated a lot of pent-up desire.

[Where's your daughter?] [She went to her grandmother's house this afternoon. School starts soon, and she had so much to talk about with her cousin.] With her husband not home and her daughter not coming back, it meant she'd be alone tonight, which made my heart flutter. One night, and I could do whatever I wanted. Ren Tingting lives in the power bureau's staff quarters. Because of the power system's dominance in recent years, it has transformed from a job requiring climbing utility poles into a coveted position. Although the salary isn't high, the bonuses and benefits are several times that amount, and the staff quarters occupy prime locations in the city. ...[Ugh!] The elevator doors had just closed when I grabbed Xu Tingting and kissed her directly. One hand slipped under her skirt, fingers parting her panties and probing towards her vulva. [Oh!] Xu Tingting was startled by my sudden action, but her reaction was even stronger. She immediately returned the kiss with her tongue, straightening her legs slightly to facilitate my finger's entry. Xu Tingting's labia are thick; I often gently bite them with my teeth when giving her oral sex. My fingers were still a little dry when I first parted her labia, but after a few gentle movements, I felt a sticky fluid enveloping them. [Sister Ting, so much water, so horny.] Releasing Xu Tingting's lips, I pulled my fingers out of her vagina, the wetness on them glistening. [It's been over a month since we last did it, of course there's more water.] Xu Tingting's face was flushed, her breasts heaving. My casual touches had instantly aroused her desire. [We have all night tonight, I'll definitely satisfy you.] The elevator doors opened, and I grabbed Xu Tingting's buttocks and walked out, while Xu Tingting pulled out her key. [You're back so early today.] Just as I opened the door and was about to grope Xu Tingting, a voice suddenly came from inside, startling me into a cold sweat. Xu Tingting's face turned deathly pale, and the two of us quickly separated as if electrocuted. Just as they separated, the sound of slippers clattering echoed, and a fifty-year-old man emerged from a room. [Old Chen, didn't you say you were going to the county down there?] Ren Tingting looked at the man walking towards her. "There's a meeting at the bureau today, but it's been rescheduled for next week. And who is this?" The man didn't seem to sense anything amiss; he just looked at her with some curiosity.

I'd seen Ren Tingting's husband's picture when he was fixing her computer; I never expected to run into him like this, almost getting caught red-handed. [This is my colleague, Yan Xu, Xiao Yan, the one who won the provincial award for excellent lessons recently.] Ren Tingting explained as she changed into slippers. Her reaction was quick, and only I noticed the awkwardness she was trying to hide as she changed her slippers. [Wenwen said her computer was slow, so I asked him to take a look.] [Brother, hello!] I quickly greeted him. [Oh, hello, please sit down, let me pour you a cup of tea.] Ren Tingting's husband seemed very enthusiastic. [Brother, no need, I'll look at the computer first.] I quickly said; I was there to sleep with someone's wife, and I felt a little uncomfortable facing her husband. [It's alright, let Tingting take you.] Ren Tingting's husband said as he took the tea and walked towards the kitchen. [He's home, what should I do?] Following Ren Tingting into her daughter's room, I watched as Ren Tingting closed the door behind her and quickly asked, "..." "There's no other way, we'll have to do it another day. There's a computer here, you can play in this room for a while, then leave." Ren Tingting said, clearly quite frightened earlier. "Okay." I said, somewhat disappointed. "Didn't you say your daughter's computer is slow? I'll reinstall everything for you, so your husband can explain when he asks." "Tingting, where's the teapot?" Just as I finished speaking, Ren Tingting's husband's voice came from behind, and Ren Tingting opened the door and left. Since I didn't bring the installation disc, I just downloaded it on the computer. Looking at the closed door and the download progress on the computer, I wandered around Ren Tingting's daughter's room, feeling a bit bored. I've always been curious about girls' rooms; I found something interesting in Director Wang's daughter's room back then. My first target was the wardrobe; based on experience, the wardrobe is probably the most private place a girl keeps in a room. I opened the drawer in the wardrobe, and a neatly stacked pile of underwear came into view. Although Ren Tingting's daughter was already a sophomore in college, she was still a little girl; the underwear wasn't particularly provocative or revealing, just some cute cartoon patterns. I picked some up and gently smelled them; they were very clean, only smelling of laundry detergent. Of course, the stockings and socks in the other drawer were no exception. Looking at the neatly arranged clothes, I knew I wouldn't find anything here, so I turned my attention to under the bed, a good place to store things, especially shoes. Sure enough, after lifting the sheet, the first thing I saw was a row of boots. However, I didn't pay much attention to them for long, because it was summer, and these boots were autumn/winter styles, meaning they hadn't been worn for a long time. I knew that even if there was any smell, it would be completely gone. My gaze quickly settled on several pairs of sneakers next to the boots. Unlike the sandals on the other side, sneakers easily retain their smell, and I'd seen photos of Ren Tingting's daughter before; she also loved wearing sneakers. What shocked me most was that inside one pair of light pink sneakers, there was a pair of ankle socks. My heart pounded. Clearly, the socks there hadn't been washed, or perhaps they'd just been taken off recently. Holding the socks in my hand, I immediately brought them to my nose, and a faint, sour smell instantly filled the air. They really hadn't been taken off long ago; the smell hadn't dissipated yet. And it couldn't be Ren Tingting's daughter; the smell was almost identical to her mother's feet. I practically buried my nose in the socks, inhaling the incredibly tempting scent, and my penis hardened with the aroma. Of course, I wasn't satisfied with just that. I quickly sat down at the computer and, with a few clicks, found several folders filled with photos of Ren Tingting's daughter, Wenwen, from high school to university, including some artistic portraits. Ren Tingting's daughter looks a lot like her mother; while neither is conventionally beautiful, they are pleasing to the eye and quite attractive, with round faces that perfectly resemble her younger self, except she wears glasses and has a small mole above the left corner of her mouth. While I was somewhat disappointed not to find any photos showing her feet, one intimate photo of Ren Tingting and her daughter was quite captivating. It was a half-body artistic portrait of the two of them, both wearing long, fitted dresses that exposed their bare shoulders. Because of the high-resolution photo, you could even see some cleavage; they were cheek to cheek, both smiling sweetly. Looking at that photo, imagining the mother and daughter with their feet stretched out in front of me, I inhaled the scent of the socks in my hand, while my other hand moved between my legs, gently rubbing my penis. It felt like I was licking their feet, my penis moving in and out of their glistening, alluring pink lips. [Squeak!] A soft sound, and the door opened. Seeing Ren Tingting enter, I withdrew my hand from between my legs, but the socks in my hand remained. [What are you doing, you pervert!] Seeing the socks I was holding, the slight bulge between my legs, and the pictures on the computer, Ren Tingting quickly realized what I was doing. Her face turned ugly, and she even put down her teapot and snatched the socks from my hand. [Are you angry, baby?] Seeing Ren Tingting's expression, I quickly hugged her. [Sister Ting, you misunderstood. I was looking at your picture, and I was thinking about you.] I quickly explained. Every woman is different when it comes to these things. Like Director Wang Chunxia, she even offered her daughter's underwear to add some spice to our relationship. [What are you doing with my daughter's socks?] Ren Tingting slightly struggled out of my embrace, unfolding her daughter's boat socks in her hands. "Sister Ting, you know I have no resistance to socks like these. And smell them, they smell just like your feet. I just pretended I was licking your feet." I hugged Ren Tingting again, taking the socks from her hands and holding them to her nose. "Same smell? They all stink the same." Ren Tingting sniffed lightly, her expression softening slightly. A woman deeply immersed in desire automatically chooses to believe lies. "It's all your fault, giving me such high hopes only to bring such great disappointment." Seeing that Ren Tingting was no longer angry, I lightly touched her buttocks. "What can we do? It's just a coincidence. After dinner, I'll secretly give you the socks and underwear. You can take care of it yourself when you get home." Ren Tingting said. "Dinner? What kind of dinner?" Hearing Ren Tingting's words, it was my turn to be surprised. "[It's all because of my husband. He insisted you stay for dinner and wouldn't let you go home during mealtime.]" "[Eat here? Forget it, I don't feel comfortable around him.]" Facing Ren Tingting's husband, I felt really awkward and quickly said, even getting up to leave. But just then, a voice from the living room made me stop. "[Xiao Yan, you eat here. I'm going down to the supermarket to buy some groceries. Tingting, you stay home and take care of the guests.]" Ren Tingting's husband's voice came through.

"Thank you for your hard work. Come visit anytime." [Bang!] Hearing the door close, I excitedly grabbed Ren Tingting and practically shoved her onto her daughter's bed. "What are you doing?" Ren Tingting was flustered by my sudden action. "What do you think I'm doing? Of course, I'm doing you." I unzipped my pants with one hand, grabbed one of Ren Tingting's legs with the other, kicked off her slippers, and pressed my face against the sole of her foot, taking a deep breath of her short gray stockings. The sour smell from her feet was much stronger than the smell from her daughter's socks. The alluring scent hit me hard, making my penis rock hard. "Ah, now? He'll be back soon." Ren Tingting felt my tongue licking the sole of her foot, and a surge of heat welled up inside her panties, but remembering her husband might be back soon, she quickly said... [So let's get this over with quickly. Look how pent up I am, and you're all wet too. Don't you want to?] I sucked on Ren Tingting's toes a few times; the gray stockings instantly became transparent from my saliva, clinging tightly to her toes. Then I pulled out my penis and lifted Ren Tingting's skirt, revealing a clear wet patch on her white panties. [No, not here.] Although Ren Tingting's body had already reacted, she was still quite conscious. Doing this in her own daughter's bed was something she couldn't accept. [Then where? Not in the living room, right? Your husband won't have anywhere to hide when he gets back.] I pressed Ren Tingting's body down, kneading her breasts with one hand. [Go...go to my room.] With my hand kneading her breasts, Ren Tingting was even weaker, and her nipples quickly hardened. ... [When did you take this photo?] I looked at the large wedding photo hanging on the wall. In the photo, Ren Tingting was wearing a pure white wedding dress, half-embracing her husband, smiling sweetly. However, the two people in the photo were no longer young; even with makeup, some faint wrinkles were still visible. [Poof!] Ren Tingting, kneeling on the floor, spat out the penis in her mouth and looked up at me. [This was taken two years ago. When I married him, we didn't have any wedding photos. We just had a meal with our families. Two years ago, Wenwen had a photoshoot and encouraged me and his dad to take a set together, saying it was to make up for the regret.] As Ren Tingting spoke, she stuck out her pink tongue and licked my swollen, reddish-purple glans. She licked very carefully, her tongue visiting the urethral opening and the coronal sulcus below the glans, leaving a trail of saliva. Even the tip of her nose was twitching slightly, clearly enjoying the masculine scent emanating from my penis. Her hands were also busy, gently rubbing my scrotum. [Okay, quickly lie down on the bed.] "Normally, I would have definitely taken it in Ren Tingting's mouth, but time is of the essence now," I said, looking at her. "Hmm! Hurry up!" Ren Tingting had been holding back for a long time and wanted it for a while. Hearing my words, she quickly turned around, lifted her skirt, and pulled her panties down to her knees. She held onto the edge of the bed with both hands and stuck her buttocks out. Looking at Ren Tingting's big buttocks, her vulva was already a muddy mess, the surrounding black pubic hair was stained with strands of water, and her slightly dark labia were parted to reveal the pink flesh inside. "I'm coming." I grabbed my penis, took a step forward, rubbed the head of my penis against her vulva a few times, and thrust my hips forward, inserting it completely. Ren Tingting's vulva was full of vaginal fluid. The moment I inserted it, the fluid enveloped my penis, and the tender flesh inside tightly clung to it, as if there was a suction force, sucking on my entire penis. "Is it good?" Without any hesitation, I thrust my hips quickly. Time was of the essence; this had to be quick. [Ah...ah...so good...ah...I'm at the top...ah...faster...ah...it feels so good...] My rapid thrusts made Ren Tingting's plump buttocks slap loudly against my thighs, each deep penetration making her moan uncontrollably. My hands gripped Ren Tingting's round buttocks, my penis entering and exiting her from below, each thrust causing the tender flesh around her vagina to ripple, each deep thrust reaching her cervix, feeling the cervix sucking on my glans. I was fucking Ren Tingting by her bedside, and there was her wedding photo with her husband scraped on the wall, especially since the photo was facing us, as if Old Chen in the photo was watching me fuck his wife, which made me even more excited.

[Sister Ting, your cunt is so tight, it feels so good to fuck you.] I kept thrusting rapidly, causing Ren Tingting's arms to give way, and she collapsed onto the bed, her buttocks sticking up even higher. [...Ah...I...I feel so good...Ah...Too fast...You...If you like it, fuck me harder, my whole pussy is only for you to fuck...Ah...] Ren Tingting's moans were even tinged with tears, her skin flushed crimson. [Has your husband ever fucked you like this? Is it more comfortable when I fuck you or when he fucks you?] [...Ah...Yes...It's more comfortable when you fuck me...Ahhhhhh...] [Who do I fuck more comfortably? Who am I fucking? Whose wife is she?] Ren Tingting's words excited me even more. My rapid movements caused sweat to stream down my forehead, some even dripping onto Ren Tingting's large buttocks. Watching her buttocks tremble under my movements, I raised my hand and slapped them repeatedly, like whipping a horse. [Fuck...fucks Old Chen's wife, Old Chen's wife...ah...I can't take it anymore, I'm coming...ah...] Although I sometimes get this intense when I tease her, this time it's on her bed, and her husband could come back at any moment, making it especially exciting. Ren Tingting quickly felt all the strength drain from her body, her whole body began to spasm, and there were no other sounds in her throat except "ah," her mind was blank. [I'm coming too, I'm coming...uh!] I felt Ren Tingting's body stiffen, and at the same time, her vagina tightened, gripping my penis tightly, and even more so, a stream of hot fluid gushed out from her uterus, directly pouring onto my glans. I quickly thrust a few times, then suddenly leaned forward, hugging her full body, and thrusting my penis even deeper, the entire glans almost inserted into her cervix. With each spasm, I felt streams of energy gushing out, and my body's energy was also drained away with that energy. [Phew, so tired.] This intense exercise was no less than a 100-meter sprint. I held Ren Tingting, whose buttocks were sticking out, and paused for about three or four minutes before slowly regaining my strength and getting up. My softened penis slid out of her vagina as it left her body, and a stream of white semen gushed out with it, flowing down her thighs. [That was really amazing, and the smell was so strong.] Ren Tingting also stood up. Her skin glowed a captivating pink from her orgasm. She ran her fingers between her legs, smearing the large glob of semen on them, then put them in her mouth and licked them all up. She then pulled up her underwear and straightened her skirt. [Did you like it?] Looking at Ren Tingting, I felt a surge of heat. Instead of putting my penis back in my pants, I took a step forward. [I liked it.] Ren Tingting understood my meaning perfectly. She squatted down, grabbed the softened penis, opened her mouth, and took the entire glans into her mouth, cleaning the fluid on it little by little with her tongue. ...

[Thank you for your hard work. Come visit often.] Ren Tingting and her husband saw me out, and Old Chen looked at me with some gratitude and said. [I will come often.] I said with a smile. Although it seemed like politeness, only Ren Tingting and I knew the hidden meaning. I would definitely come often, especially when Old Chen wasn't home. This time was a bit of a regret, but next time I would definitely fuck Ren Tingting hard all night in their bed, and I would work even harder. As the elevator doors closed, I took out the pair of boat socks from my pocket and sucked on them. The faint sour smell invigorated me. My other hand couldn't help but touch the USB drive in my pocket. It contained many high-definition photos that I had secretly copied, adding another gift to my collection. The intoxicating scent involuntarily conjured up an image in my mind: when would that mother and daughter simultaneously stretch their feet out in front of me? Just thinking about it would be incredibly exciting. Of course, if it actually happened, that would be a completely different story.

[The End]

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