Become a teacher if you have money

"Saranghae! Come home with me! This road splits in two! Let's get a room."

At 6:30, the phone alarm went off on time...

At 7:00, after the alarm had been ringing for half an hour, Zhang Dong finally got up to prepare breakfast for his second-grade daughter, Dandan.

He slipped on his slippers, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and the first thing he saw on the computer desk by the window was several wads of tissues covered in semen.

"Sigh, I couldn't help but masturbate three times last night," Zhang Dong muttered.

He quickly grabbed the tissues, ready to throw them in the toilet and flush them away. He couldn't let his wife, Mi Su, find out.

It had been a long time since he had satisfied her lust at thirty.

Last year, he could hold out until she orgasmed before he went soft and masturbated himself.

In the last six months, it had all ended hastily. It wasn't that he wasn't hard, nor that he didn't want to satisfy Mi Su's desires.

But every time Mi Su's love juices flowed freely, his mind would wander, and then he would go soft.

No matter how much he tightened his anus, or tried to make his penis throb and get blood flowing into his corpora cavernosa, it was no use.

Even Mi Su's oral stimulation of Zhang Dong's penis, despite the fluids on it, was ineffective; it remained only semi-erect.

While it might be considered impotence, his morning erections were incredibly strong. Even after urinating in the morning, he could remain erect for ten minutes or more, with no sign of it subsiding. He

also maintained an erection while watching Japanese adult films and 91 videos, only losing it after ejaculation. His semen volume was also substantial.

However, once he penetrated his wife Mi Su's vagina, he lost all sensation after a short while.

His wife was undeniably beautiful, with a curvaceous figure, the body of a young woman despite her married status, bearing a striking resemblance to Aizawa Minami, though her breasts were more than twice the size of Aizawa Minami's.

She had undergone an incision during childbirth, and due to difficulty urinating during recovery, the stitches broke open after prolonged use of the toilet, requiring another stitching. She spent half a month in bed at home, with Zhang Dong providing all her care during that time. She urinated and defecated in bed, and from that moment on, she developed a phobia of erectile dysfunction.

Zhang Dong himself suspected that the root of the problem lay in the sight of his wife's still-swollen vulva, the bloody incision near her anus, and the disgusting scene of water being poured into the wound and flowing out of her vulva through another opening during cleaning.

Later, she had an abortion, and the doctor at the unscrupulous private hospital even brought her to a "visit," where a speculum revealed her mild cervical erosion. Then, he tricked her into spending eight thousand yuan on surgery!

Can Zhang Dong still recall those scenes, the fleshy growths in his wife's vulva, and her cervix, all exposed by the speculum?

Later, a checkup at a reputable hospital showed no problems; pelvic floor repair was done, and her vaginal contractions recovered, almost unchanged from before childbirth.

However, the couple's sex life was irretrievably different. They rarely experienced the intense pleasure of both partners reaching orgasm from the impact of hot semen anymore, and now even normal sex was impossible.

Three months ago, they officially started sleeping in separate beds because Mi Su discovered Zhang Dong secretly masturbating.

The already tense atmosphere became even more strained, with arguments erupting over the smallest things, even a glance or a word could spark a fight.

"Sigh..."

Zhang Dong sighed, trying to shake off his wandering thoughts. He brushed his teeth, washed his face, and went upstairs to make some fried rice.

His wife and daughter loved his fried rice the most. Back when they were dating, they had read a book together called "Living with an Air Hostess,"

and Zhang Dong had shamelessly sought out several chefs, combining their strengths to master this dish.

The clanging and banging of the spatula against the cast iron wok filled the air.

When Zhang Dong's arm finally gave way, he sprinkled in some chopped scallions, and it was done... a fragrant plate of fried rice was ready.

He divided the rice into plates, went downstairs, and woke his wife and daughter with a friendly expression and cheerful tone to have breakfast.

While they were brushing their teeth and washing their faces, he went downstairs to get milk, one bottle for each of them.

Then, as usual, he took the child to school at 7:30 and went to his own job—but that's another story.

Zhang Dong works as a workshop supervisor in a private factory, earning 8,000 yuan a month. He's worked there for twelve months and received fourteen months' salary.

A true core employee who rose through the ranks, he knows every position and machine in the workshop like the back of his hand, and can solve any problem immediately.

However, the boss trusts her relative more, so while the supervisor is treated like royalty, Zhang Dong is responsible for everything.

His workday is flexible; if there's nothing to do, he can clock out and go home to sleep. But he must be available 24/7. So, without clocking out, he signed a few documents in the office, strolled around the workshop, visiting all the workstations from the first to the sixth floor. Then he called over the shift leader, explained the day's precautions, the material supply situation, and emphasized safety.

Then he walked towards the women's area—the control room.

Just as he reached the door, he heard from inside, "Ouch! What are you doing! That hurts!" He hurriedly pushed open the door and saw the workshop foreman, Zeng Dabao, his chubby hand grabbing and releasing the intern Gao Xiaojie's buttocks, while Gao Xiaojie was getting water from the water dispenser with her bottom sticking out.

Sensing the change in light, knowing someone had entered, the two quickly straightened up.

Seeing it was Zhang Dong, they relaxed.

Zeng Dabao patted Gao Xiaojie's buttocks, "It's nothing, it's just Xiao Zhang." Gao Xiaojie rolled her eyes at Zeng Dabao, then swayed back to her seat, displaying her youthful, alluring figure, and began checking the operating lights at each station. Her

small, clean, jade-like feet, clad in transparent stilettos, captivated Zhang Dong's eyes.

Zeng Dabao said lewdly to Zhang Dong, "Little Zhang, do you have a foot fetish? Want to taste these little feet?" Zhang Dong replied, "Come on! Director Bao, I wouldn't dare touch your private property. Don't be so promiscuous in the workshop. Last time your sister caught you. You're fine, but I got dragged to the president's office and lectured for half an hour." Zeng Dabao said, "A few words of lecture won't kill you. She knows you're the core of this workshop, and no one can replace you.

She doesn't care about the other four workshops. If anyone wants to resign, she'll approve it immediately.

I'm just a parasite, but I used to be a complete scoundrel.

She'd rather support me and make sure I go to work every day. It's good for her to keep an eye on me." "Seriously! Want to have some fun with this vocational school beauty tonight? She's very open-minded, hehe." "No, no, no, I'm very loyal." Zhang Dong refused while stealing a glance at Gao Xiaojie.

He saw a hint of lust in Gao Xiaojie's watery eyes.

"I've met your wife, she's absolutely goddess-level, but even the best food gets boring after a while!" Zeng Dabao continued to persuade him.

"My sister also told me to treat you well and absolutely not to cause trouble." "We'll talk about it later. The equipment is working well today, I'll head back now. Call me if you need anything." Zhang Dong didn't want to refuse outright, so he just said a few polite words.

Actually, he had quite a bit of a crush on Gao Xiaojie and had even imagined her being pinned down by Zeng Dabao, this fat guy.

Zeng Dabao didn't try to stop him, "If you have any ideas, just call me. I'm pretty open about this." Zhang Dong drove to the city center to buy a small gift for Mi Su as a gift for their virginity anniversary tonight.

Today was the twelfth anniversary of Zhang Dong taking Mi Su's virginity!

Although the physical passion was gone, Zhang Dong still loved Mi Su very much, the kind of love that went to the bone.

Wang Jinzhu Gold Shop was owned by Wang Jinzhu, Zhang Dong's elementary school classmate. A local native, he made his fortune from land expropriation.

To preserve the value of his assets, his father, unlike others, didn't become a beggar after spending all the money from selling land.

He reluctantly opened a gold shop, not hoping to make a fortune, but just hoping his wealth would grow steadily and not depreciate with the currency.

He messaged Wang Jinzhu on WeChat, and soon Wang Jinzhu emerged from the back room.

"Oh my, long time no see! You haven't come to see me once since the last class reunion. Have you forgotten the time we used to peek at our homeroom teacher, Zhao Mei, while she showered?" Several pretty waitresses covered their mouths and giggled. Zhang Dong chuckled to himself; a nouveau riche is a nouveau riche, even revealing his real name with such eloquence and mentality. Impressive! "

Enough nonsense, make me a gold bookmark, engrave it with Nalan Xingde's famous lines, 'If life were only as beautiful as our first meeting.'" Zhang Dong didn't stand on ceremony.

"Nalan Xingde? What the hell? I don't know him. You tell the craftsman yourself." Wang Jinzhu summoned the resident goldsmith. The four lines, "

If life were only as beautiful as our first meeting, why would the autumn wind bring sorrow to the painted fan? Easily changed is the heart of the beloved, yet they say the heart of the beloved is easily changed,"

were written on paper, and the craftsman was instructed to engrave them in clerical script.

The back needs to be engraved with a lotus flower rising from the mud, pure and untainted.

Master, "I have other work to do, this will probably take two days to finish." "Stop the other work! I'm only doing this today, it's my childhood friend!" Wang Jinzhu struck a domineering pose.

Master, "It's 9:30 now, it should be finished around 3 pm." The master fell silent, waiting for Wang Jinzhu to fetch the gold dust from the warehouse, weigh it, and then get to work.

"You wouldn't agree to not pay, I know you're proud, so I'll just charge you the cost price, 300 yuan per gram," Wang Jinzhu said to Zhang Dong.

He then led Zhang Dong to the inner room for tea.

Showing off his Kung Fu tea-making skills, Wang Jinzhu blew on the tea a few times and downed it in one gulp like drinking wine… Zhang Dong brought the teacup to his upper lip, inhaling the aroma. His thoughts drifted back to the class reunion three years ago.

A primary school reunion; although everyone looked different, a few words brought back memories of the past.

Everyone felt like they were back in their childhood, calling each other by name. Zhang Dong, who had maintained contact with Wang Jinzhu, was another story.

The class beauty who had "grown up ugly," and the ugly duckling who had transformed herself, were all astonishing.

A couple of model students had become losers, and troubled youths had become successful.

Then the homeroom teacher, Zhao Mei, arrived, though her expression was somewhat unnatural.

With the support of many classmates, the atmosphere gradually warmed up.

They played many games, and those who considered themselves successful began handing out business cards.

Although class reunions often involve various routines, elementary school reunions are relatively innocent, with less comparison and boasting,

and no suppression.

There was a barbecue and a large group singing at noon.

In the evening, they had dinner and karaoke, and then something happened.

After the reunion, Wang Jinzhu sent Zhang Dong a WeChat message on his way home,

asking him to come to room 703 of the Guoda Hotel—it was important!

Zhang Dong guessed one of his classmates had drunk too much, so he turned around and went to room 703 of the Guoda Hotel

. When he opened the door, he saw Wang Jinzhu wearing a bathrobe, sitting on the sofa, looking excited.

"You're finally here! If you hadn't come, I would have seen it myself."

Zhang Dong looked completely bewildered...

Wang Jinzhu pulled Zhang Dong to the bathroom door and opened it a crack.

Zhang Dong's eyes widened as two women were helping each other shower, their bodies covered in shower gel bubbles.

"Jinzhu, are you crazy? You know I don't solicit prostitutes," Zhang Dong said in a low voice.

"They're not prostitutes. Take a good look at who they are," Wang Jinzhu said.

Zhang Dong looked closely at a middle-aged woman with slightly sagging breasts and a young woman with firm breasts; both were fairly slender.

"Damn, how can I know who they are if I can't see their faces! Women all look pretty much the same when they're naked," Zhang Dong said as he looked closely.

Wang Jinzhu shouted into the bathroom, "Do you even know how to play? If you don't, get out!" The two women trembled and turned their faces towards him.

Now Zhang Dong was aroused, truly aroused. His penis instantly became erect!

It was actually his childhood sexual awakening fantasy, his homeroom teacher Zhao Mei, and a woman around twenty years old who looked similar to her.

"What, what, what's going on?" Zhang Dong couldn't even speak clearly.

Wang Jinzhu gestured for the activity in the bathroom to continue and said, "This society is just that realistic. They owe a lot of money, and I can help them pay it off!" The two women rinsed off the foam. It was as if Zhao Mei in her twenties and Zhao Mei in her forties were standing together.

Two pairs of breasts of the same size, one firm and one sagging, looked almost identical, their pubic hair nearly identical.

"The younger one is her daughter, Chen Chen," Wang Jinzhu explained.

"I called you back today to fulfill our childhood dream."

Zhang Dong was shocked. Mother and daughter flowers? Childhood dream?

Zhang Dong was stunned, but his penis didn't; it throbbed, the glans throbbing and swelling.

"Wet each other's genitals, then come out and sit on the lotus position!" Wang Jinzhu said to the bathroom and pulled Zhang Dong to the bed.

Wang Jinzhu threw his bathrobe onto the sofa, lay back on the bed with his large penis erect, and patted the spot next to him, signaling Zhang Dong to lie down and wait.

"Today we're going to achieve a small goal, hahaha." Zhang Dong hesitated inwardly, but his body didn't stop. He lay on the bed without taking off his clothes.

"Take off your clothes! I've seen your dick before, are you afraid of being ugly?" Wang Jinzhu protested.

Chapter 4 Past Events Like Smoke 2

As Zhang Dong reached for his shirt, two women came out.

"Teachers Zhao Mei, are you both wet?" Wang Jinzhu ignored Zhang Dong and was quite excited. "Come on up, real Zhao Mei will ride my dick first, and little Zhao Mei will help Zhang Dong take off his clothes!" The two women looked at each other and gritted their teeth.

Real Zhao Mei stepped onto the bed, spread her legs on Wang Jinzhu's dick, and slowly squatted down. She looked like she was in a lot of pain.

"Are you serious? Pretending to be a virgin?" Wang Jinzhu was dissatisfied.

"No, my body hasn't had sex for ten years. I haven't been with a man since Chen Chen's father passed away. This time, I came out with you for Chen Chen..." Real Zhao Mei said while gasping for breath.

"Really? Then I'm so lucky! I've wanted to touch your breasts since I was a kid, and now my wish has finally come true." Wang Jinzhu said, circling his hands around the two breasts and slowly moving to the nipples, then pinching and shaking them hard.

"Ah!" The moment he pinched the nipples, Teacher Zhao Mei's legs went weak, and her vagina swallowed Wang Jinzhu's penis whole.

"It hurts!" Teacher Zhao Mei lay on top of Wang Jinzhu, trembling and shrinking back, but unable to move away. Her nipples were pinched hard by Wang Jinzhu and pulled to both sides of her body. The long-dormant hole was penetrated to the very end by Wang Jinzhu's big penis.

The real Zhao Mei was trembling. As the little Zhao Mei was helping me take off my pants, unbuckle my belt, and was about to unbutton my clothes, I heard the real Zhao Mei scream. She lay there motionless, while Wang Jinzhu used his waist strength and the elasticity of the mattress to make his penis thrust in and out of the real Zhao Mei's vagina.

"Slow down! Slow down! It hurts! Wait a minute, please! Please!" The real Zhao Mei wailed.

Zhang Dong's penis instantly went limp. He didn't like violent sex; he preferred harmonious, beautiful sex! He grabbed the hand that was about to unbutton her clothes. He

sat up and dragged Teacher Zhao Mei aside. Wang Jinzhu's penis slipped out of Teacher Zhao Mei's vagina and bounced onto his stomach with a slap.

"What are you doing?!" Wang Jinzhu's eyes were red.

"This is a crime!" Zhang Dong roared back, his neck stiff.

"I paid for you to play, they were willing, what's wrong with you? If you don't want to play, get lost!" Wang Jinzhu's anger also flared up.

"Rich people should act like human beings first. I can't stand seeing people trample on their dignity!" Zhang Dong said.

Wang Jinzhu's penis slowly went limp.

"Are you crazy! You troublemaker! You have to act all high and mighty when things are going well! Fuck you! Don't associate with me anymore!" Wang Jinzhu was furious.

"Fine, I won't associate with you then. Does having money make you superior?" Zhang Dong didn't hold back either, then pointed at the two women, "Put on your clothes, I'll take you home. There's no hurdle you can't overcome." "Don't even think about coming back after you leave. Over a million yuan, it'll take you years of prostitution to pay off the debt." Wang Jinzhu yelled at the two women.

While the two women hesitated, Zhang Dong forcibly put clothes on them and dragged them away. He took them to their doorstep.

Then Zhang Dong and Wang Jinzhu began a three-year cold war. The ship of friendship capsized, and they only recently interacted a few times through someone else's WeChat Moments. It seemed that both of them were reluctant to let go of their twenty-year friendship.

That's why today's scene has come about.

Chapter Four: In-depth Discussion of the Past .

The aroma of tea lingered in his nostrils. Holding the teacup, he slowly poured it into his mouth, letting his taste buds savor it.

"Did you know that the mother and daughter came back to see me that night?" Wang Jinzhu broke the silence.

"No, I don't really have any relationship with them. I haven't seen them since." Zhang Dong said lightly, baffled by his impulsive actions that night.

"That argument was probably because you shattered the beauty of my childhood!" Zhang Dong suddenly found a reason.

"I can understand how you feel, but that's how this society is. Power, money, and desire can be exchanged for each other!" Wang Jinzhu suddenly uttered a few words that weren't typical of nouveau riche.

Zhang Dong looked surprised. How did this guy suddenly become so cultured?

"Don't look at me like that. Although I only finished junior high, in this society, facts come first, then schools start classes. We always change according to the facts. Only in this way can we always stand on the right side." Wang Jinzhu suddenly transformed into Zhu Ziqing? Zhang Dong thought to himself.

"Are the teachers doing well? How did they end up like that?" Zhang Dong didn't want to dwell on this and asked the question that was on his mind.

"It's a classic tragedy. Chen Chen's husband is a complete scumbag. He gambles and does drugs. First drugs, then gambling, he racked up a mountain of high-interest loans from a gangster, and finally sold his wife. Chen Chen was originally my shop assistant. The debt collectors happened to know me and told me the whole story. I'd always wanted to sleep with Chen Chen, and this was my chance. So I made some demands: even her mother had to stay with me for three years, or she'd have to work as a prostitute. It was over a million yuan. My money didn't fall from the sky. They only agreed to this at the class reunion, and then I arranged for you to come to the hotel. But you messed things up." Wang Jinzhu sipped another cup of tea. "That night, the mother and daughter came back to the hotel begging me. They said they'd have to play along with me for life, they could get married, they could live their own lives, but they had to come to me whenever I needed them." Zhang Dong murmured, thinking: Without money, even your body and personality have to be thrown in the trash!

Wang Jinzhu continued, "After three years of training and discipline, they are now my female sex slaves. A year ago, Chen Chen married a teacher for the sake of her family's reputation. After her marriage, she needs my permission to have sex with her husband. She installed cameras throughout the new house so I can see my female dogs' actions at any time." "Don't blame me for using money to do things. This society only recognizes money. If I lost my money, I would probably lose everything, including my wife and son. But these two female dogs will always be with me! This deal was worth it! I also have to thank you for messing things up that night! Hehe." He brewed another pot of tea and downed it in one gulp.

"As a thank you, you can play with these two bitches. Actually, they're quite grateful for your kindness, but they need my permission. Tonight, I'll give them the order; you can play with them anytime." "You've changed a lot; it's like I don't even recognize you." Zhang Dong was startled by Wang Jinzhu's words. "I can't stay unchanged! Time flies when you enter the world of gangsters! I got married when you were still in college. My wife's looks and figure are no less than yours.

But three years later, I discovered I was just a backup puppet. Besides giving me a son while her godfather was away for training, she did nothing else!

Feelings are like strangers, sex is like calling a prostitute..." "She only gets passionate and wet when she records videos to show her godfather!" Wang Jinzhu suddenly became dejected. "Her godfather is a big shot, with connections in both the legal and illegal worlds. My assets back then weren't even enough for him to have a bite of. The consequence of enduring it after I learned the truth was that my assets increased tenfold, and that's still what others left over." "I don't have any close friends left, just you. I'll tell you everything, things I can and can't say. Ever since you helped me fight in second grade, I've considered you my brother. After the old man passed away, you're my only family left." Zhang Dong was speechless for a moment, overwhelmed by the sudden trust. He stammered.

"Can't accept it, can you? Take your time to accept it. Anyway, I consider you my brother. What happened at the National University that night further confirms your kindness." Afterwards, they talked about some interesting things from back then, the darkness of society, and the unspoken rules. They didn't go out, just ate takeout at the store and continued chatting.

Wang Jinzhu revealed many things that Zhang Dong didn't know, refreshing his understanding.

[The End]

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