The family life of a female teacher

The first thing Tong Wan did upon returning home was change out of her outdated school-issued teacher's uniform, even taking off her bra. Unless you're a woman, you wouldn't know how uncomfortable it is to wear that all day. And coincidentally, men are masters at undressing women and removing bras; the coordination between men and women is practically a divinely ordained division of labor, seamless.

Tong Wan got home early, so her husband, Liu Changming, hadn't come home from work yet. She could do some housework and cook dinner. Having just finished her roles as teacher and best friend, she was now playing the role of housewife.

Someone, with impeccable timing, rang the doorbell. Tong Wan answered and went to the door, peeking out through her eagle eye. She opened the door. "Mr. Hong, it's you." Standing at the door was a portly middle-aged man, his hair thinning like the earth, but his body fat was as abundant as the current housing prices.

It was Tong Wan's next-door neighbor, Hong Dacheng.

"Hello, Teacher Tong. You got off work quite early today. I didn't know if anyone was home, so I thought I'd try my luck." "What's wrong? Is there anything I can help you with?"

Hong Dacheng said somewhat embarrassedly, "To be honest, I'm really sorry, but the gas and water pipes in my house suddenly broke down. I just called the repair company, and they said they can't come until tomorrow. But all this food I have will spoil if I don't cook it, so..." "Oh! Then come to my house and cook for me. I also need to tidy up the house a bit. Make yourself at home." "Use it." Hong Dacheng rubbed his hands and said, "I can't accept this. I just need some water to wash the vegetables. It's too much trouble for you, Teacher Tong. Thank you so much." Hong Dacheng happily went back to his room to get the ingredients he needed for tonight's meal. Tong Wan had only intended for Hong Dacheng to wash the vegetables, but then she thought that having him carry the wet ingredients around the house would increase her chores considerably. She figured she might as well go all the way and avoid being seen as stingy by the neighbors for not even spending money on gas.

Hong Dacheng walked into Tong's house with a basket full of various ingredients. Tong Wan regretted it a little; this was supposed to be a Manchu Han Imperial Feast!

"Excuse me, I'm so sorry to bother you, Ms. Tong. Has Mr. Liu not returned yet?" Tong Wan maintained her smile and said, "Not yet."

She glanced at the clock and said, "He should be back soon."

Hong Dacheng turned on the tap, took out a cucumber, and began washing and slicing it, intending to make cucumber and egg stir-fry. He was very efficient; just watching him chop vegetables was a pleasant sight. Tong Wan, who originally had rooms to clean and clothes to wash, unconsciously stood there watching him cook.

Hong Dacheng said, "Mr. Liu is so lucky to have married Ms. Tong. She's good at housework, beautiful, and has such a good temper." "Oh, Brother Hong, don't joke around. I'm not as good as you say. I only now realize how far behind you I am when it comes to cooking. No wonder Old Liu always complains that I only cook the same few dishes over and over again." Tong Wan felt pleased by the compliments and was willing to talk to Hong Dacheng a little more.

"I'll teach you a few of my signature dishes another day, and we can secretly learn them to surprise Mr. Liu," Hong Dacheng said. His broken English made Tong Wan laugh out loud. Afraid that Hong Dacheng would think she was making fun of him, she quickly added, "Brother Hong, you're so funny! I say Sister Jiang is the lucky one to marry you. You can make people laugh and you cook so well. No woman can compare." Hong Dacheng stirred the food in the pan a few times, controlling the heat perfectly. "Well, what can I do? My wife is busier than me at work. She doesn't get home until seven or eight o'clock. If I didn't cook for myself, the meat would be gone. So, it's settled then. Consider it my way of repaying you for saving me from getting water today." Tong Wan tried to persuade him not to be so polite, but she couldn't refuse his kind offer, so she agreed. From now on, Tong Wan would come to Hong Dacheng's house after get off work to learn how to cook.

Liu Changming returned right on time after Hong Dacheng finished cooking all the dishes. As soon as he entered the house, his nose seemed to turn into a dog's nose, sniffing incessantly, muttering, "It smells so good, darling, what delicious food have you made?" Tong Wan heard her husband's voice and quickly came out to greet him, saying, "You're back. Brother Hong is in the house too." "Brother Hong is here too?"

Hong Dacheng came out of the kitchen a second later and greeted Liu Changming warmly, "Mr. Liu, you're back. I'm so sorry, the water pipes at home broke, and there was no water to cook. Thank you so much, Mrs. Liu, for lending us your kitchen. Thank you both so much today." Liu Changming understood immediately and said, "Brother Hong, you can just call me Changming. Don't mention it, it's nothing. You always take good care of us." The three of them chatted for a few more minutes, and Hong Dacheng checked the time and said that his wife would be back soon, so he had to take his leave. He specially left two dishes he had made, which Tong Wan and her husband couldn't refuse, so they accepted them with a smile.

After Hong Dacheng left, Liu Changming asked Tong Wan, "When did Old Hong arrive? I didn't expect such a careless person to make such delicious-looking dishes. Hmm! They're also tasty." Liu Changming picked up a piece of chicken, tasted it, and gave it a thumbs up.

Tong Wan said, "You wouldn't believe it, would you? I didn't expect him to be such a good cook, even better than mine!" "Yeah, delicious."

Liu Changming ate another piece of chicken. He hadn't heard his wife's question clearly—it was a question, not a statement. Although it was the truth, it ignited Tong Wan's anger. She huffed, "I knew you'd complain about me! I came home from work right away to cook, and I knew you'd think my cooking was bad. You can cook next time, let's see how well you can make it!" Liu Changming then realized his mistake and said with a forced smile, "My wife's cooking is made with love, of course it's delicious! Sorry, sorry. I bought you a gift." "What gift?" "I

won't tell you yet, you'll find out later."

Liu Changming successfully extinguished Tong Wan's raging fire with the gift. Women are the hardest and easiest to please. A few sweet words are enough, a generous gift is all it takes. When neither works, that's when things get really complicated.

After dinner, Liu Changming was responsible for washing the dishes and pots. The couple always had a clear division of labor: Liu Changming earned money to support the family, while Tong Wan, although she also had a job, still took care of the housework. While others were scrambling to climb the corporate ladder, dreaming of becoming professors or doctoral supervisors, Tong Wan was content to be a lecturer. In that office, she was perhaps the only exception.

Tong Wan finished washing up early and went to bed, holding a copy of *The Republic* in her hand. People fascinated by philosophy never stop exploring life and the world. Even with very simple and superficial things, philosophers always yearn to uncover deeper truths.

Although Tong Wan didn't aspire to promotion, she never wanted to be a mere rote learner in her students' eyes. She was extremely responsible towards her students and their studies.

Liu Changming took nearly half an hour to shower in the bathroom before coming out. Tong Wan glanced at him and casually asked, "Why did it take you so long?" "To get clean so I can get to work later."

He dried his wet hair, ignoring the glare his wife gave him.

"It's already after work, my dear professor, don't work so hard." Liu Changming snatched the book from his wife's hand and casually put it aside. He leaned against Tong Wan and stroked her hair, his movements gentle yet provocative. Men love this feeling of a woman's docility. Touching a woman's hair is like touching a Persian cat—it's incredibly docile, sometimes gently and affectionately pounding its chest with its paws, and even licking non-existent stains from its lips. Its pink tongue yearns for intimacy with its owner, and the desire between cat and owner erupts in an instant.

"What's wrong?"

Tong Wan pushed her husband away halfway through their kiss. Liu Changming looked at her blankly. "Is there something you want to tell me?" "Something? What is it? I don't have anything to tell you. What's wrong with you?" Tong Wan looked at her husband like he was a criminal. "I feel like you're acting differently tonight. I feel like you're hiding something from me." "Oh my god! My dear wife, how could I dare to do such a thing? That's why I told you to watch less TV dramas. They're all written by idiot screenwriters. They make men cheat all the time, and women watch their husbands like thieves every day. Sigh!" "I didn't say anything. Why do you think it's cheating? Tell me, is it or isn't it?" Liu Changming swallowed his words, speechless. He looked annoyed and helpless. His shaking head and sighing appearance finally drew a series of laughs from Tong Wan.

"Just kidding, are you stupid?"

Liu Changming glared angrily at his wife. "Well, you actually dared to lie to me, you're getting bolder and bolder." "I'm always giving you a warning. You're getting a good deal and then acting innocent. You're secretly happy to have such a beautiful wife who cares about her husband. And you still say she lied to you, you have no conscience." Liu Changming was completely taken aback by his wife's complaints, and then he shamelessly flattered her, saying, "I have a conscience, I have a conscience, I have a very good conscience, it's right here." He grabbed Tong Wan's hand and placed it on his heart. Tong Wan was both angry and amused. Liu Changming chuckled and took advantage of Tong Wan's inattention to grab her hand and place it on his lower body.

Tong Wan immediately felt her husband's hardness, and shyly punched him. The two didn't say much. Years of marriage had created an unspoken understanding between them. They kissed, kissed passionately. Liu Changming knew that Tong Wan's erogenous zones were her neck and the back of her ears, and he licked almost every inch of those areas.

Tong Wan moaned softly, trying her best not to let her husband hear the shameful sounds. It was too embarrassing. She was a university teacher, and even without that identity, growing up in a traditional family, she found it hard to accept exposing her sexual desires too much in front of her husband

. Liu Changming sometimes lamented that he had married a blank slate. Although he hadn't been cuckolded, their life certainly lacked excitement and fun. "Baby, be more seductive, even more seductive. Show me your most beautiful side," Liu Changming tried to guide her in his wife's ear, but Tong Wan clung to him tightly, still the same as always, not saying much and her movements still so stiff. Liu Changming thought he would have to work hard tonight. He grabbed Tong Wan's two large breasts and nibbled at them. The pink nipples were gradually deepening, and the pores and tiny fleshy bumps around the nipples were already protruding. Tong Wan's body arched upwards and twisted at times. Liu Changming's fingers probed downwards, and sure enough, water flowed, wetting both of his probing fingers.

The smooth labia and vaginal opening are a man's most irresistible point. Besides using force to overcome gentleness, a man can also use his tongue to open her gates. Before marriage, Liu Changming was very enthusiastic about exploring his wife's genitals with his mouth. However, as time went on, the passion waned. He figured it was more important to get down to business; missing a few steps wouldn't matter.

Liu Changming rubbed his penis a few times, but it wasn't hard enough, so he had to help himself. Tong Wan was very resistant to oral sex. In all their years of marriage, Liu Changming had only managed to trick her into giving him oral sex once. And because of the influence of Japanese films, he got carried away and caused Tong Wan to experience the discomfort and nausea of deep throating for the first time. She never mentioned it again.

Currently, only three positions have been developed. The traditional missionary position is of course known, but woman-on-top is out of the question—too shameful. Rear-entry was only approved a year ago. Side-lying or lying face down together counts as one position. Tonight, Liu Changming didn't have much motivation to persuade his wife to try new positions. He quickly and hastily ended the impulse using the missionary position.

Because they didn't plan to have children yet, and taking pills was too harmful to their bodies, the couple had always taken precautions against pregnancy. Liu Changming removed the pink condom. He casually tossed three hundred million lives into the trash can. Thinking about it, how many people would a normal man kill in his lifetime? Even monks are no exception, because they experience nocturnal emissions.

The next morning, Tong Wan arrived at school early. Only Li Meiyu was working in the office. "You're here, beauty! Come on, confess! Were you...hehehe?" Li Meiyu's knowing, mischievous smile spoke volumes. "You're really something! We're at work! How could I be thinking that?" "You can't fool me! I can tell at a glance. Attorney Liu is amazing, he's got a great body, hahaha!" Tong Wan angrily pounced on her, tickling her. Once the best friend's chatter started, it was impossible to stop. Unfortunately, Tong Wan had to go to class first, and Li Meiyu was still chasing after her, saying, "I'll have a good talk with you when you get back, see if you'll behave. Be careful, don't let the students find out!" Embarrassed, Tong Wan took three steps at a time, quickly disappearing from her sight.

[The End]

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