Married female officer

In the barracks of a military unit in a mountainous area of northern China, two female officers were preparing for their leave. One of them, with a flower on her shoulder, was taking off her camouflage top. As her soft, slender fingers untied it, her full breasts, which were stretched taut by her bra, were revealed. She casually tossed the camouflage top into a laundry bag. Just as she was about to take off her camouflage undershirt, a bell rang.
"Hey~ Honey, do you miss me? Hmm~ I have to stay here temporarily today and can't go back~ Yeah~ I hate it~ I miss you so much~... Panpan baby~ Mommy has to stay at the military base today and can't go back. Be good at Grandma's house today... Honey~ I love you too~"
The female major, who was using a Bluetooth headset, was saying some mushy and intimate words. Obviously, the other female officer with two rank straps on her shoulders did not think that the female major really had to stay here today. When she heard the faint regret on the other end of the phone, she chuckled softly.
The female major, who was on the phone, watched the female lieutenant respond with a smile. Her changing didn't stop because of the call. When the camouflage t-shirt left her body, it revealed breasts of about a D-cup. The half-bra accentuated her fair breasts, creating a deep cleavage. Just as the female major was gently unbuttoning her camouflage pants, a slender, delicate hand smoothed her disheveled hair, revealing her sexy neck. Another hand slipped under her arm from behind with a soft "click," and a nimble, delicate hand replaced the falling bra, gently caressing her beautiful breasts. The owner of those hands was none other than the female lieutenant.
"Mmm...I won't say anymore~ Husband~ Mmm...Okay~I'll give you a kiss, ah~ Mmm...I...I love you too~"
The intimate farewell words, teasing her erogenous zones, were spoken intermittently. At this moment, the female major was only wearing a pair of panties covering her most wonderful secret place.
"Senior...you're lying to your husband. You were clearly changing clothes, but you lied to your husband that you had to stay behind." The lieutenant, being a woman himself, knew every sensitive spot on the senior's body. He slid his hand on her smooth and delicate back with just the right amount of force, caressing her slender waist.
"That's... to give my husband a surprise... um... Huiling... junior, no... we're going on holiday... not now... wait until after the holiday... then... then... then again... um~"
The female major politely refused the female lieutenant named Huiling, but Huiling showed no sign of stopping. Her fingers slowly slid from her waist down her belly to her full, firm breasts, and her eager lips whispered in the female major's ear.
"Senior Jiayao...you're so cunning. You were the one who showed me the beauty of lovemaking between girls back in school. You led me into this field, but after graduation you abandoned me and married a man. Look...your body is full of mature sexiness, your child is already in elementary school...here...a light pinch and white milk comes out...tsk tsk...it smells so good...none of my 'girlfriends' outside can compare to you...Senior...I can't wait until the holiday is over, I want...like back in school..."
Huiling changed from a bear hug from behind to an embrace, and with an aggressive desire, she led Jiayao to sit on the bed, pressed down on Jiayao, and looked at Jiayao with lustful eyes.
"Junior..."
Ever since Huiling was transferred to this unit the day before yesterday, Jiayao knew in her heart that this day would come sooner or later from the complicated look in Huiling's eyes. But Huiling brought up the past so bluntly that Jiayao remembered her past same-sex relationship in military school, and her face inexplicably turned red, but she immediately felt that she shouldn't have.
"I'm going home... I want to surprise him... and... I can't let things be like before..."
"Senior... I know... I won't let you get too tired... Let me... I'll take the initiative... You just need to lie down..."
Huiling didn't say anything more. Her clothes fell to the ground one by one. She pushed Jiayao down onto the bed with both hands, her tall and slender legs forcefully spreading Jiayao's legs apart. Her serpentine waist swayed gently, letting her hot skin rub against Jiayao's inner thighs.
It wasn't that Jiayao was unwilling, but the moral boundaries after marriage prevented her from letting go. To be honest, women understand women better than men. More than the pleasure with her husband, it was the unique tenderness that only a woman could experience that Jiayao could never forget. At the same time, the charm of a beautiful woman is attractive to both men and women, especially since Huiling was a stunning beauty who would be considered a stunner anywhere. Because of this, Jiayao never cruelly pushed Huiling away or rejected her.
Huiling spoke through actions, passionately kissing Jiayao's neck, one of Jiayao's erogenous zones, her hands no longer focusing on caressing those three points. One hand caressed Jia Yao's cheek, fingers playing with her soft lips, while the other caressed her slender waist, which showed no signs of childbirth. His fingers roamed over her smooth, supple skin, from her waist to her back, gently pressing the Shenshu acupoint (an acupoint on the back of the waist, believed to enhance arousal). After a while, his fingers slid down to her spotless navel, lightly touching it with his fingertips.
Jia Yao didn't resist at all, letting Hui Ling be unrestrained on her body. The gentle tenderness was incredibly pleasurable, like a massage, completely relaxing every pore on her body. Each kiss and touch slowly intensified her sensuality.
"Senior...you're so beautiful..."
"No, I don't have a figure like Huiling's. You have the height of a model, a pretty face, a slender waist and a perky butt, and those stunningly beautiful legs. Don't you remember how you looked when you first joined the army in a skirt? How many brothers stuck out their butts in the assembly area to hide their reactions?"
Jiayao didn't take the junior's praise seriously, instead praising this junior who was excellent in every way.
"No way~~ I don't have a D cup, and I'm not as sweet-looking as my senior. How can I compare to that senior who was the school beauty queen for four consecutive years and even hosted a program on Juguang? Look~ this doesn't look like a figure that has given birth at all. And ah~~ so fragrant breast milk, tsk tsk~~ delicious."
Huiling compared their figures while launching an attack on their three points.
"Junior... um... your perfectly proportioned C-cup breasts are even more alluring than my heavy chest... If... if my husband hadn't refused to give me the lactation-suppressing injection... I wouldn't have any milk left... umm... don't do that... umm... no... I'll... I'll moan..."
Due to her special constitution and her husband's demands, even though Jia Yao's child was already in elementary school, milk would still flow from her delicious nipples when she was sucked and squeezed. As Jia Yao gradually entered a state of bliss, under Hui Ling's assault, her body became warm and sexy, and her breath revealed a mature charm.
Huiling could tell from her body's reactions that the alluring married officer was already aroused. Her mouth was constantly sucking and licking the nipple, her hands were sliding down her full breasts, pulling down the inconvenient panties to the ground, and she pressed her hot body against him, her slender waist rubbing against his pubic bone. She could feel the sexy pubic hair quickly becoming wet, and thinking of the wonderful thing that was about to happen, her lower body was also burning hot.
"Okay, junior, mmm...you're still...you're still messing with me...ah...I...I'm going to fight back...hmm...your breasts seem to have grown bigger lately...they're not any smaller than mine..."
Jia Yao's arousal had been aroused, and for a moment she no longer cared about anything else. She grabbed the pair of firm, tender breasts with both hands and began to tease Hui Ling in the same lewd way.
"Ah ha mmm~~ senior...heh mmm...I can't take it anymore...I...I want..."
Hui Ling kissed Jia Yao's mature lips, their tongues intertwining.
"Tsk tsk..."
Wet saliva swirled in her mouth, making lewd sounds. Her breasts were intertwined, flattened like dough under the overlapping of their bodies. Faint streaks of blood, arousing desire, peeked out from the fair skin of her nipples. If anyone saw this arousing sight, it would not end well.
Their lips lingered, the stringy juices and saliva dripping from their mouths revealing their desires. The two women changed positions again, their lewd genitals shamelessly tempting them. Jia Yao's thick pubic hair was wet from the friction of their genitals, sticking lewdly to her abdomen, while Hui Ling's was sparse, with a few glistening drops of lewd fluid on her pubic hair, shining with iridescent colors under the light, surpassing even Jia Yao's.
"Senior... ah... suck... mmm... so... so comfortable... mmm..."
"Suck... so much water... tsk... Huiling... you're so horny... you're leaking so much today..."
"Mmm... senior... you... mmm... you're leaking quite a bit too... listen..."
Not to be outdone, Huiling probed Jiayao's vagina with her fingers, the wet vagina making a "sizzling" sound as her fingers stirred.
"Ah... Hui... Ling... Don't do that... Ah... If you do that I... will scream... outside... outside will hear... Ah... No..."
"Don't worry, senior, the brothers in the army leave very quickly. The company commander downstairs went home before the Juguang class. Besides, this is the fourth floor, and there's an iron door in the stairwell. Our female officers' dormitory is very private, it's okay... Ah... Senior... you... Ahhh..."
Jia Yao was not to be outdone. She knew this youthful body better than anyone else. Her slender fingers quickly found the G-spot in that tight vagina, slowly thrusting and trembling. The intense stimulation made Hui Ling moan lewdly.
"Ah... Senior... Ah... No... No... Haaah... So good... I... Ahh..."
"Hui... Ling... Ahh... You... You too... Don't... Do this... Ahh..."
The two women's tacit understanding made them speed up. Jia Yao stimulated her G-spot with her fingers while sucking on Hui Ling's wet labia with her lips. Hui Ling's fingers also kept moving, bringing out lustful fluids, and teasing Jia Yao's erect clitoris with her fragrant lips and teeth. The sensuality increased rapidly with the movements, and the pleasure piled up with the moans. In that instant, the lustful moans soared eight octaves higher, and the two reached the peak of lust.
"Ah... Senior... Ahh... Like this... Ah... I... I want... Ahhh..."
"Ahhh... Hui... Huiling... Mmm... I... I want it too... Ahhh..."
The two women lay limply on the bed, looking at each other's disheveled and lewd appearance. Jiayao's mature yet sweet face was flushed, her charming eyes overflowing with wanton desire. Huiling's chiseled face was flushed with lust, showing none of the coldness she usually displayed when facing the troops.
After a long while, the two women tidied themselves up, and seeing that it was almost seven o'clock, they changed their clothes.
"Oh no, it's ruined! How am I going to put it back on now?!"
Huiling heard her senior's scream and looked at Jiayao's hand. She saw that the half-breast was deformed from the passion just now. Although it could still be worn, it definitely wouldn't feel comfortable.
Huiling stuck out her tongue and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, senior, this was definitely an accident. Anyway, you have such a good figure, and you're not going anywhere else, so just don't wear it." After apologizing, she immediately came up with a mischievous idea.
"That's the only way. Luckily, the car is downstairs. After you go to the station, I'll go straight home. I'm only going to eat tofu for my husband. Hmm~ I wonder what my husband's reaction will be when he sees me not wearing anything."
Thinking about her husband's possible reaction... Jiayao felt a strange excitement rising in her heart.
Jiayao was wearing a red, sexy, low-cut chiffon dress with a halter neck. Without a bra, her full, firm, fair, and tender breasts formed a deep cleavage with strong erotic connotations from the low neckline. Her fair, delicate, and smooth back was faintly visible under her slightly curled hair. When Jiayao raised her hand to tidy her hair, her tender breasts exuded an alluring fragrance from the side. Her shapely, fair thighs were perfectly proportioned, appearing long and slender without the need for stockings. The exposed flesh of her legs, paired with high-heeled jelly shoes, made her calves appear even longer and more defined. This outfit gave her a mature woman's sexiness, yet also a touch of innocent charm. No one would believe she was 36 years old and had a child in fifth grade.
"Senior, you're so gorgeous!" Huiling exclaimed.
Huiling herself wore a red spaghetti-strap tank top, leather hot pants, and high-top riding boots, perfectly embodying the image of a beautiful, sexy, and powerful woman.
Since Huiling was on a four-day holiday and going back to her hometown in Kaohsiung, Jiayao drove her to the bus station. After saying goodbye, they headed home.
"Beep beep!"
Jiayao parked the car near her apartment. It was almost ten o'clock when she got home.
"My son is at his parents' house. My husband is probably home alone watching TV now," Jiayao thought.
The building manager, Old Zhang, was still waving his baton around downstairs, not sitting down.
After getting into the elevator, Jiayao pressed the button for her floor. As the elevator numbers climbed, she got closer and closer to home.
Jiayao picked up a comb and deliberately tied her loose hair into a simple ponytail, revealing the deep cleavage that had been hidden by her hair. Her fair and smooth back also exuded a seductive feminine fragrance.
"My husband will be so excited, if I tell him I'm not wearing anything underneath..."
Looking at the magnificent and deep cleavage on her chest, which was covered with a few fine beads of sweat due to the heat, she felt that the sexy cleavage was even more erotic and wanton. With her high and firm chest lifted, a little attention would reveal two erotic protrusions on her clothes. She looked so sexy in the mirror, and a blush rose on Jiayao's face.
Married for many years, she was entering what people often call the prime of her life. Perhaps due to her long-term relationships with men while serving in the military, the male hormones that control sexual desire seemed to be constantly secreted, giving her a strong libido. However, due to the demands of military duties and their child, she and her husband only had time alone together about once a month on average. For this reason, she usually compensated for her unexpressed desires with virtual romances with other women.
"Ding-dong!"
The elevator doors opened, and Jiayao put away her comb and turned to step out of the elevator, only to find a man reeking of alcohol standing in the middle of the doors.
"Whoosh~" The man whistled lightly, his inappropriate gaze sweeping up and down Jia Yao before settling on her beautiful breasts. His blatant male lust made Jia Yao feel violated and uncomfortable.
"Miss, your breasts are quite large." He had barely finished speaking when he reached out to pinch her ample breasts.
Jia Yao wasn't about to let the man succeed. She grabbed his lewd hand with her right hand and swiftly flicked his wrist, sending the man crashing into the elevator with a "thud," making the elevator shake a few times.
"Sir, don't assume that every woman is someone you can mess around with like this."
Although her physical desires and homosexual inclinations often made her feel lewd, it didn't mean she was promiscuous. Within the bounds of morality, Jia Yao strictly adhered to the bottom line. She didn't hesitate to severely punish and reject any lecherous men who fantasized about her or any men with illegal intentions.
"You son of a bitch, pretending to be innocent while wearing no underwear, dressed like this, how can you be respectable?!"
Despite being pinned to the ground, drunkenness knows no bounds. Jia Yao was disgusted by the man's vulgar language and retorted without hesitation:
"Sir, just because a woman likes to dress like this doesn't mean she can do whatever she wants. If this happens again, I'll definitely send you to the police station."
"Damn it! I hope your dad runs into this, or I'll fuck you until I'm completely satisfied and then I'll take your surname!"
After speaking, Jiayao ignored the man's shouts and strode out of the elevator.
When Jiayao, whose emotions had been stirred up by the drunkard, saw the scene inside the apartment, her mood plummeted.
Two pairs of men's and women's shoes lay scattered at the doorway, a sofa lay askew, and women's clothing that wasn't hers lay strewn on the floor leading to the bedroom.
Seeing this, Jiayao began to doubt her husband's fidelity. When a series of blush-inducing moans faintly drifted out, her suspicions almost became certainty: her beloved husband was having an affair!
This sudden blow left Jiayao frozen at the doorway. She didn't know whether to run outside, pretend nothing had happened, or rush into the bedroom to confront the scene that would break her.
Jiayao stood there for a long time, but finally, her innate military spirit made her grit her teeth and walk into the bedroom without even taking off her shoes.
Perhaps thinking that no one would enter the house, or perhaps the adulterous couple were too eager, the bedroom door was not closed properly, and the half-open space was enough for Jiayao to see the heartbreaking scene inside.
A very young girl, probably just starting out in society, was kneeling naked like a puppy on the bed where she and her husband had been intimate for many years. The husband was holding the young woman's buttocks with both hands and vigorously twisting his waist, and the two of them made lewd sounds of intercourse, while the woman's obscene words constantly reached Jiayao's ears.
"Ah...so good...the section chief's big cock...ah...it feels so good to fuck your little sister...ahhh...section chief...deeper...it feels so good...I'm going to...ahhh...I'm going to cum...ahhhh..."
"Oh...it's so tight...oh...it feels so good, a young pussy is definitely more pleasurable..."
Jia Yao heard this and her body trembled. At this moment, she couldn't help but push the door open forcefully and hysterically shouted, "Zhang Caide! What are you doing!!"
The two people who were at the most critical moment were startled by this sudden shout, especially Jia Yao's husband. He saw his wife, whom he thought was staying behind at the army, suddenly appear in front of him and see his appearance. He didn't know what to do for a moment. Suddenly, he felt his penis being squeezed tightly. He hurriedly withdrew his body, but his ejaculation was released in an instant, and a stream of white semen flowed across the awkward space.
Jiayao said nothing more. Her trembling body spoke volumes. Slowly, she walked towards her husband, her emotions a complex mix of anger, sadness, and disappointment.
"Wife, I...I..." Jiayao's husband stammered, unable to utter a coherent sentence. Her heart shattered. A sharp "slap!" left a bright red handprint on her husband's face.
She looked at the enlarged wedding photo hanging above the bed. Her husband's smile was so radiant, and she looked so happy. Seeing her own happy smile in the photo only intensified the pain. Her lips trembled as she said to her husband, "Let's get a divorce!"
Then, without looking back, she walked out the door.
"Miss, this is strong, be careful not to get drunk," the bartender kindly reminded her as he handed her the drink. Although the nightclub was filled with fiery passion, and the deafening dance music kept shaking everyone's hearts, Jia Yao's emotions had lost their warmth. Her broken heart couldn't tremble, and the shadow of her husband's betrayal lingered in her mind.
She loved her husband so much, so deeply. For him, she rejected countless opportunities to marry into a wealthy family, choosing instead to become a deputy commander in the army. For him, she completely abandoned her pride, striving to play the perfect woman, becoming the "mistress" that men craved. For him, she didn't get breast reduction injections, all for his peculiar preference. Their
once sweet life had changed today. Jia Yao wasn't exactly a strong person, or rather, in matters of the heart, she couldn't be as rational and resolute as she was in other things. Overwhelmed by sadness, she ordered undiluted whiskey. At that moment, she desperately wished she could get drunk and wake up to find her husband beside her, asking, "Yaoyao, my dear wife, what's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?"
But that was impossible. In her grief, she downed the whiskey in one gulp. Although she was a soldier and no stranger to alcohol, she still coughed a few times after drinking it all.
"Miss, can I buy you a drink?" The nightclub was filled with men driven by lust, and soon a man approached the sexy and beautiful Jiayao.
"Go away!" Jiayao resolutely refused such an ugly man.
The man stared at Jia Yao for a long time, watching her finish the whiskey in one gulp. He was secretly pleased, wanting to flirt with her, force her to drink, and then rape this beauty. Undeterred by the rejection, the man shamelessly tried to put his arm around Jia Yao's shoulder.
"Slap!" Jia Yao slapped away the dirty hand reaching for her, coldly saying, "Get lost!"
The man, humiliated and enraged, said, "Damn it! Stop pretending to be melancholy! I'm making you drink this today!" He then turned the tables, forcing Jia Yao to drink.
Jia Yao was also enraged by this shameless behavior and was about to retaliate when a man blocked her way, saying, "Sir, please stop causing trouble, or I'll have to call someone over." His
earlier actions had already attracted everyone's attention, and seeing that things were going nowhere, the man could only leave dejectedly.
"Thank you," Jia Yao politely thanked the man who had come to her aid.
"If you want to thank me, buy me a drink." The chivalrous man turned around, using the excuse of asking for a drink to strike up a conversation, but when he saw Jia Yao's face, he was startled.
"Deputy...Deputy Warehouse Chief, hello!"
The man, named Chen Yanting, immediately stood at attention and saluted upon seeing his superior, looking quite apprehensive. He never expected that just seeing a woman with a stunning figure being harassed from behind, a scene straight out of a movie, would lead to such a dramatic encounter. He had envisioned a heroic rescue and a beautiful meeting, but instead, he was met with the misfortune of encountering his superior officer, leaving him thoroughly annoyed. However, to be fair, this deputy commander, even in her unsightly camouflage uniform in the army, couldn't hide her beauty. Now, dressed in a sexy low-cut outfit, her alluring cleavage and captivating legs alone were enough to ignite any man's lust, not to mention her face, a blend of innocence, charm, and maturity. Seeing such a superior officer, he couldn't help but be captivated.
"Oh, it's Yanting. You're already on holiday, so you don't need to salute me privately." Jiayao was also surprised to see her brother. Despite her heartache, she mustered her spirits and gave her signature smile to her subordinate, saying, "I'll treat you to a drink today, Deputy Treasurer. Order whatever you want, it's on me later."
"Thank you, Deputy Treasurer." Yanting thanked her and automatically sat down next to Jiayao.
"Deputy Treasurer, what brings you here?" Yanting asked first.
"What, can't I come?" Jiayao replied emotionlessly.
"Ah...hehe...okay, okay..." Seeing his superior's cold response, Yanting didn't dare to ask any more questions and silently took a sip of his drink.
"And you?" Jiayao asked, perking up. She had a good impression of this brother in the army, but didn't know him very well. She thought she'd take this opportunity to conduct an interview.
"I came to this nightclub with some friends to have a drink and dance," Yanting said.
"With your girlfriend?"
"I was going to go out with my girlfriend today, but she told me she had to stay at the company and work overtime."
"I see. Where does your girlfriend work?"
"Jingying," Yanting replied.
"Jingying, is that the big panel manufacturer? My husband works there too!" Jiayao was slightly surprised to hear that her subordinate's girlfriend and husband worked at the same company, but then she remembered the painful scene and her brows furrowed slightly. Yanting saw all of this, but his face remained expressionless, as if he had no intention of asking further about his boss and husband who worked at the same company as
his girlfriend. However, Jiayao, lost in her sorrow, did not notice this. "Hey! Zhaiting, you're here. Wow!! Damn, so you were playing dumb all along. You should have been chatting with this hot girl in private!" A blond guy with countless piercings on his face, wearing baggy clothes, walked over and greeted Yanting.
"Shh! Don't talk nonsense, this is our unit's commander." Yanting glared nervously at the blond man.
"Oh~ the one you're talking about..."
Before he could finish speaking, Yanting interrupted, "Yes, yes, that's right, the one I was talking about, the excellent leader, beautiful and intelligent, who takes such good care of us, our super-good deputy warehouse commander, what's the matter?"
The blond man glanced at Jiayao, gave Yanting a meaningful look, and then said, "Oh, I need a cigarette, that damn brat messed me up..." "Take this pack of cigarettes to offer as a gift to the newly caught magic beans. I don't have any on me, so I'll offer you one."
At this moment, Jia Yao, who had noticed the conversation, spoke up: "Oh! So doctoral students smoke too? I've never seen you in the smoking area in the camp."
Yan Ting glared at the blond man, took out a pack of cigars from his pocket, and said, "I don't have any cigarettes, but I do have some to smoke. Want one?" As he handed it to him, Yan Ting casually put one in his
mouth. The blond man took it without ceremony, took out a lighter, lit it himself, and was about to light it for Yan Ting when Yan Ting turned to look at Jia Yao.
"Go ahead and smoke. As long as it's not controlled drugs, I won't care too much," Jia Yao gave him a reassuring answer.
"Oh my god, sir, you're very 'nice'! Yan Ting, just smoke with peace of mind!" After saying that, he gave him a meaningful eyebrow raise and continued, "Do you want to go back? This stall of magic beans is really hot today. We're friends, so don't say I don't support you. Let's go!"
Yanting gave him a troubled look, and the blond man said again, "Ah~! Sorry, sorry. With such a handsome superior here, those magic beans are really nothing. I won't bother you anymore, I'll go first~~!"
"Damn it, what nonsense are you talking about? Try talking nonsense again." Yanting was a little embarrassed when the blond man kicked him. The blond man then said, "With women around, you have no humanity~~" After saying that, he slipped into the crowd.
Yanting awkwardly laughed and sat back down, apologetically saying to Jiayao, "Sorry, Vice-Chancellor, my friend just likes to talk nonsense."
Jiayao smiled and said, "It's okay, he's quite an interesting person."
For a moment, the two fell into a brief silence, quietly drinking from their glasses.
"Seven toss, eight ass, three spicy... Oh~! Drink!... Seaweed, seaweed, seaweed!" A series of shouts and laughter came from afar. Yanting glanced back and saw that it was his friends playing drinking games with a group of tall and hot girls. He smiled and turned back to the bar.
"They seem to be having a lot of fun, and the girls are pretty. What? Are you really not going over?" Jiayao had also seen the scene and asked Yanting.
Yanting took a deep drag on his nearly finished cigar, closed his eyelids slightly, and slowly exhaled, his expression carrying an undeniable complexity that made Jiayao pause in surprise. Yanting turned to her and smiled, saying, "No need, I'd like to sit here for a while."
"What, do you want to keep me company?" It was somewhat inappropriate for Jiayao, as a superior, to say this, but perhaps due to the alcohol, she still smiled and spoke, her eyes revealing a hint of amusement, even a touch of anticipation.
"Yes~ I want to build a closer relationship with our most beautiful deputy warehouse manager in all of Taiwan," Yanting replied casually, his tone slightly frivolous.
"Hmph! Flattery! I'm already old and faded, no one wants me anymore, what's there to accompany me for?" Jia Yao, perhaps a little drunk, began to blush. She spoke more and more freely to her subordinates, her tone inappropriate for her to say anything, but she also wanted to hear compliments in a coquettish tone.
"Not at all, Deputy Chief is naturally beautiful. Even though you didn't take care of yourself in the military, you still look no different from a young girl just entering society, just as beautiful and desirable as ever." Yan Ting praised her endlessly, making Jia Yao smile broadly, overjoyed.
"Oh~ And what about you?" As soon as the words left her mouth, Jia Yao immediately felt it was inappropriate. No matter how relaxed she was, no matter that they weren't superior and subordinate, no matter that she ignored the nearly ten-year age difference between them, according to her personality, she shouldn't have said that to someone she wasn't very close to. The tone and expression of her words just now revealed a considerable ambiguity. She had never shown this side of herself to any man other than her husband, but the words were already out and couldn't be taken back.
Yan Ting was also stunned by Jia Yao's response. Her charming and alluring, seductive eyes, the sweet words spoken from her sexy and fiery red lips, and the casual toss of her hair not only ignited the nameless fire in his heart but also stole his soul.
Yanting paused for a moment, and just as Jiayao was about to say something to salvage the situation, Yanting suddenly snapped back to reality and said, "Of course I'd love to too."
This time it was Jiayao's turn to be stunned. She looked at Yanting, somewhat startled and flustered. The two of them stared at each other for almost a minute, like a still frame in a movie.
"Oh... ah... Vice-Chancellor, do you mind if I have a cigarette?" Yanting spoke first, shifting the awkward atmosphere between them.
"Oh... um... it's okay, go ahead and smoke," Jiayao mumbled, turning back to the bar, picking up her glass, and taking a large gulp of strong liquor, trying to calm her racing thoughts.
No! I can't think like this! I have children, I have a husband! But the thought of this plunged Jiayao back into a quagmire of sorrow.
The deafening electronic dance music blared, and a strong, fragrant cigar aroma filled the air. Although Jiayao disliked the smell of smoke, she didn't dislike cigars; in fact, she liked them. It was a very deep reason, a reason that could plunge her into another bottomless quagmire.
Just as Jiayao was about to be overwhelmed by negative emotions, she heard Yanting's voice: "Deputy Warehouse Chief, you are very sad. Can you talk about it? I am willing to listen and share your sorrow."
Jiayao turned to look at Yanting. She wanted to say defensively, "What do you know? A twenty-something kid who just graduated from school and has a happy relationship, what do you know? What can you share?" But when she saw Yanting's deep eyes, she couldn't say anything. All her emotions were stuck in her throat, and her eyes revealed infinite sadness and helplessness.
"I'm just a kid, I haven't encountered any setbacks yet, but I know that if I don't release my emotions, they'll accumulate and eventually cause me to break down." Yanting's words at this moment were so sincere and earnest.
These words were like the last straw that broke the camel's back. Jiayao's emotions burst forth like a dam breaking and a tsunami, as she rambled on, recounting sweetness, sadness, bitterness, pain, her husband, her children, and even her ex-boyfriend, all of which came pouring out of Jiayao's mouth.
Having drunk an unknown amount of strong liquor, amidst the ever-present, rich aroma of her favorite cigars, Jia Yao felt as if she had met her closest confidant. She poured out everything to this subordinate, who was seven years her junior. Yan Ting shared her grievances, laughing and cursing together, gently patting her beautiful back when she was sad, and handing her tissues when she cried.
Finally, when the topic of her husband's infidelity came up again, Jiayao said, "I loved him so much. I tried my best to be a good wife, to satisfy his need for male authority, to sacrifice my own preferences for him, and even to take medication regularly for his quirks—I never complained. I did so much for him, and yet…" She started crying again.
"Then… let's get a divorce!" Yanting said.
"But…" Although Jiayao had said such harsh words to her husband before leaving, she hesitated when it came to signing the divorce papers.
"I think you shouldn't get a divorce. No matter what, a child needs a complete family for their development. Besides... Sister Jiayao, you can't completely let go of this relationship yet." During the conversation, Yanting subtly changed his address from Deputy Director to Sister Jiayao, and the feeling between them grew closer in this exchange. "
Happy breakup, I wish you happiness, you can find someone better..."
At this moment, for some reason, an electronic version of Fish Leong's "Happy Breakup" started playing in the store.
"Sister Jiayao, let's go! Let's go dancing," Yanting invited.
Jiayao glanced at the dance floor. The dazzling lights, deafening music, and dancers swaying their hips created an alluring atmosphere. Under the heavy beats of the electronic music, Jiayao's body seemed to react; she suddenly felt a strong urge to dance wildly. She agreed, "Okay." "
Hehe, I can finally see Jiayao's 'clumsy' dancing!" Yanting laughed.
Jiayao nudged Yanting's head with her finger and said, "Don't underestimate me. Back in the day, I was the superdancing queen of the military. I was second to none."
"Oh~ I'd like to see that."
Provoked by Yanting's words, Jiayao's military pride soared. She said, "We'll see!" and stepped onto the dance floor before Yanting, swaying wildly.
Her heart danced more and more freely with each twist of her body; her sorrow was cast far away with each hair toss. Jiayao danced with increasing fervor, her mind wandering freely with the music and dance. She lost track of time, unaware of how long she had been dancing, how many partners surrounded her, or even where she was. She only knew to keep moving her body, releasing the passion within her. She began to exhale alluring breaths and utter seductive cries—all for release.
In a daze, Jiayao gradually realized her body was exhausted. She tried to concentrate and see where she was.
The dim yellow light from the ceiling sent shivers down Jiayao's spine. Looking down, she vaguely saw a shirtless man caressing her breasts through her clothes. The man on top of her seemed to sense her movement and looked up. Jiayao
strained her vision to see the man's face; it seemed to be her beloved husband.
Looking around, she saw a soft, round waterbed and a large mirror facing it—this was a love hotel.
"You're awake." The voice sounded so indistinct.
Facing her husband, her emotions were incredibly complex. She raised her weak hands, trying to push him away, yelling, "Get away! Don't touch me! Don't you like young girls? Go find your little vixen!" Jia Yao shouted angrily.
In her hazy state, she saw her husband holding her tightly, breathing softly in her ear, saying, "My dearest wife, I was wrong. You're the only one I love most. I would never even touch another woman. You're just dreaming. My dear wife, I love you the most."
A dream! Perhaps! This might really be a dream, otherwise how could she be here, and her husband was saying the words she most wanted to hear? The breath and heat emanating from him, and his skillful teasing, making her erogenous zones tingle and itch—everything felt so real.
Jiayao tried hard to clear her mind, but her mind was a blur, unable to focus. Her husband then pushed her down onto the bed, loosened the thin rope around her neck, and his mouth sucked on her sensitive earlobe, saying, "Jiayao, Jiayao, you are the most delicious dish in the world, no one can compare to you. I want to enjoy this unparalleled delicacy of yours forever. I love you, I want you!"
Her husband spoke sweetly. He spoke possessive and aggressive words, his mouth moving vigorously as he sucked, kissed, and licked, but his hands were surprisingly gentle, unlike the aggressive, lustful mouth that immediately attacked her full, proud, soft breasts after untying the ropes. His rough, strong fingers lingered on her neck and shoulders until his nimble mouth kissed her chiseled shoulders, at which point his hands slowly climbed down to her high, firm breasts.
Since they met, her husband had never treated her like this. He only knew how to roughly and monotonously rub her breasts, biting and groping like a mad dog. Nothing like the kisses and caresses he was giving her now, each one hitting the very spot she craved most, the skin that was always neglected. The desire emanating from his mouth and hands was so intense, so profound.
No! Jia Yao couldn't think anymore. Waves of pleasure, making her feel weak in the knees, made it impossible for her to understand what this unreal yet real feeling was.
Ah! Was she really that thirsty and wanton? Under such simple caresses, Jiayao felt her lower body begin to secrete erotic fluid. Even with the mere touch of her breasts and her jeans, skirt, and panties still in between, her genitals were already secreting eager, lustful fluid. Jiayao felt ashamed of her body's reaction, but she quickly convinced herself: He is my husband, my dearest husband, and it's okay to be as lewd as I am in front of him.
Her husband on top of her grasped and kneaded her breasts, while his mouth sucked on her tender nipples. His teeth rubbed against her most sensitive spot, his large mouth sucked hard on her full nipples, and his tongue swirled and licked the peaks of her breasts, sending waves of pleasure through Jia Yao's chest. Her breast milk flowed out in a fragrant and erotic manner with each teasing. Her husband didn't let the milk go to waste; the constant "squeak, squeak" sounds made Jia Yao both excited and shy. Her lower body felt like it was on fire, and it seemed that what was flowing out wasn't lustful fluid, but rather oil of desire that fueled the fire.
Jiayao desperately wanted her husband to go further down, caressing her breasts and kissing her burning honey spot. She wanted him to remove the clothes that were holding them apart and let his hot manhood penetrate her. She longed for it, she needed it. She twisted her lustful body and began to moan with desire.
In the past, whenever her body reacted like this, her husband would immediately take the initiative and charge forward. But today, it seemed as if he wanted to torture her. He restrained himself, one hand moving to her lower abdomen, lingering near her navel, while the other continued to caress her soft breasts. He kissed her deeply, returning his breath to her small, sensitive earlobe, teasingly saying, "My Jiayao, you're so lewd. Your lustful milk is so delicious, I love it. Look, it's flowing again as I squeeze it..."
Having said that, her husband... She had licked away all the milk that had flowed out, and her hand continued to circle and caress her lower abdomen. Occasionally, it would wander through her clothes to her genitals, only to quickly return to her lower abdomen and circle again. This teasing made Jia Yao's body increasingly uncomfortable. She hurriedly pulled her clothes down until they reached her knees, and her slender hands also began to unbutton her husband's pants. Faced with this reaction, her husband happily let Jia Yao do as she pleased. His hand also reached over the lush, dark forest, and his middle finger probed into her already overflowing vulva.
"Ah~~" The pleasure brought by the middle finger probing made Jia Yao let out a moan of pleasure.
The husband didn't stop. His rough middle finger kept churning inside, fiddling with the sensitive, layered folds, stirring the tight, juicy vagina, teasing it again and again, gradually increasing the speed, gradually adding more fingers, one, two, three.
Jia Yao felt waves of pleasure coursing through her body as her husband teased her. Each inch he passed sent shivers of ecstasy up her spine; each penetration brought a shameful yet pleasurable moan; with each additional finger, her slender waist and shapely buttocks writhed wantonly with his caresses.
"Ah... ahhhhh..." Jia Yao couldn't even speak, a cry of ecstasy erupting from the depths of her being. Her vagina contracted rapidly, releasing a gush of lustful fluid that dripped down her hand, soaking the bed.
The husband moved his hand, slick with semen, in front of Jia Yao, and said smugly, "Good wife, how come you came so quickly? So erotic and wanton! Look, so much has come!"
Knowing it was his deliberate teasing, Jia Yao still said, "I want it~ um~ hurry~ don't keep me waiting~ ah~~" while using her slender, jade-like hand to stroke his throbbing, long-awaited penis through his underwear.
"Wait a little longer, lick my hand first," the husband said with a lewd grin.
This made Jia Yao extremely embarrassed. The wetness on her husband's hand was from her own wanton juices; he had never asked her to lick his own fluids before. This shameful thing left Jia Yao staring blankly at his hand.
At this moment, her husband spread his legs apart and rubbed his genitals against her through his thin underwear. Jiayao could feel the heat behind her, and the friction against her vulva soon reignited her desire.
For her beloved husband, she was willing to satisfy all his demands, and coupled with the desire deep in her heart, Jiayao's shame did not last long. She extended her fragrant tongue and licked his wet palm with an extremely seductive expression. Then she opened her sexy lips and gently sucked on each finger. Her seductive breaths and wanton sucking sounds made Jiayao feel the throbbing of her husband's genitals. The friction became more and more passionate, and Jiayao, stimulated by this, worked even harder to "clean" her husband's fingers.
"Tsk~ Mmm~, husband, it's all clean now." With that, Jia Yao wrapped her arms around her husband's neck, teasingly saying in a wanton, seductive tone, "Mmm~ Husband, hurry up and get on me, I want it, I want you to use your big brother, hmph~"
She abandoned all shame, her words like those of a most thirsty slut, and that final soft moan contained so much desire, so much provocation. Any man hearing such a seductive request would find it hard to refuse, especially when lying beneath her was a beautiful, mature woman, burning with desire and irresistibly alluring.
Her husband could no longer restrain himself, quickly tossing his underwear aside, spreading Jia Yao's legs, and his massive member effortlessly stomped into her fertile field.
"Ah
...
Although her husband's movements weren't intense, each withdrawal of his thick, long, large, and hard penis scraped against her wet, fleshy walls, causing waves of fluid to gush out. Each penetration was like a plow digging into the soil, violently turning up her folds and stimulating her most sensitive nerves. Each thrust also impacted her most sensitive and untouchable G-spot with just the right amount of force, making Jia Yao's whole body feel numb and tingling. She couldn't help but let out wanton moans. The sucking on her breasts, back and forth, gently licking her tender nipples and heavily sucking on the stimulated, gushing milk, the frequency of which closely matched the rhythm of her lower body. Jia Yao could only express her pleasure with her mouth.
"Mmm...ah...husband...you're so thick...so big...ahh...so deep..." Jia Yao's satisfied yet wanton exclamations received a strong response. The thick penis not only went all the way in with each thrust, but also swirled in like a screwdriver, trying to dig out Jia Yao's most tender and wanton pleasure. His mouth and hands were also busy showing off their skills, licking, pinching, sucking, pulling, twisting, and turning. Her tender vagina felt the gentle yet intense sensuality, while her breasts endured the slightly rough yet even more provocative ravaging. Jia Yao quickly couldn't stand this unprecedented intense stimulation. Waves of pleasure, like being struck by lightning, flowed through her body. Her sexual desire was completely released, and she let out a high-pitched moan.
"Ahhh...husband...Yaoyao is going to lose it...ahhh...fuck Yaoyao...I'm going to climax...ahhhhh..."
Facing Jiayao's tight vaginal opening contracting, the husband felt intense pleasure. He took a deep breath, trying to suppress the urge to ejaculate. He didn't want to surrender to this beauty so quickly. He wanted to fully enjoy this wonderful and charming body. But when a stream of hot, flowing fluid from deep within Jiayao poured onto the urethral opening of his engorged glans, his ejaculation gate felt like it had been struck by a thunderbolt. No matter how hard the husband held his breath and tried to hold back, he couldn't help but shudder a few times and ejaculate half of his bullet.
Jiayao was immersed in the wonderful climax. Perhaps it was the effect of the alcohol, or perhaps it was the sense of possession after losing and regaining something. The feeling tonight was particularly intense. Before the intense lovemaking, she couldn't help but reach climax. At the same time, she could feel the thickening of her husband's glans before ejaculation and the hot semen that gushed out. She could tell that her husband did not seem to have reached his full ejaculation yet. There would definitely be another wave of passion to come. Thinking of this, Jiayao's face flushed with a blush of shyness and anticipation.
The feeling of helplessness filled the husband with a strange sense of humiliation. He took a deep breath, spread Jia Yao's legs into an M-shape, revealing her wet vulva clearly. He grabbed Jia Yao's smooth ankles and thrust his hips forcefully. His strong muscles and thick penis collided with Jia Yao's tender thighs and the depths of her vagina, producing obscene sounds. Jia Yao was overwhelmed by this onslaught, panting and moaning incessantly.
With his glans extremely sensitive, the husband couldn't hold on for long. His hot, viscous semen, carrying a hint of resentment and anger, was injected deep into Jia Yao. Although Jiayao, who had been enveloped in the white, viscous love fluid, did not reach orgasm again, her entire body felt incredibly soft and satisfied with the sexual experience.
Despite having ejaculated, her husband's penis remained hard and erect inside her. Jiayao wrapped her soft arms around her husband's neck, her voice after the orgasm particularly sweet and seductive: "Husband, you were so strong and amazing today..."
Her husband did not respond directly. Although he did not move his waist, he still licked Jiayao's beautiful face with his tongue, sucking on her lips. His thirsty hands caressed the inside of Jiayao's sensitive thighs, while the other hand occupied her smooth waist, demonstrating his desire through his actions.
Despite her husband's aggressive advances, Jiayao offered no resistance. Her hands passionately caressed his back, her legs spread wide, and she murmured, "Husband...don't leave me again...Mmm...I love you so much...Ah..."
Her husband continued to possess her, his intense possessiveness and persistent need culminating in the simplest of words whispered in her ear: "You're mine...you're mine..."
"It's yours... Husband... I'll always be yours..." Jia Yao excitedly hugged her husband tightly, murmuring in response. Tears welled up in her eyes, all of which were received by her husband's greedy mouth. "Husband... I'll always be your Yao Yao... Yao Yao who will love you for a lifetime... I want you to love me too..."
As she spoke, Jia Yao swayed her hips gently, her legs tightly encircling her husband's strong buttocks, actively letting his hard penis scrape inside her, panting with the rhythm as she expressed the deepest and most intense feelings.
Jia Yao's tightly intertwined legs were spread apart by her husband and hoisted onto his shoulders. Her smooth knees pressed against her full, tender breasts under his controlling movements. No longer passive, her husband started his powerful motor, the piston-like motion moving in and out, constantly and rapidly opening up Jia Yao's sea of desire.
"Ah...so...sexy...this...movement...so...sexy...ah...so...deep...ah ah ah..." Jia Yao wanted to express her embarrassment at this position, but her husband's rapid and intense thrusting quickly broke her words into incoherent phrases. The pleasure was like a lit fuse, burning and rushing straight to her brain, and her satisfied moans replaced her words.
The husband's strong thighs slammed against Jia Yao's soft groin, the sounds of their passionate physical conquest echoing repeatedly. His large hands encircled Jia Yao's neck, forcing her watery gaze to fall upon their wanton yet shameful union. Her tender labia, bruised and flushed with erotic hue, glistened with shameful, wet juices. Under the rough and forceful thrusting, it smacked into obscene, fishy white bubbles, exuding a strong stench. With each violent thrust of the penis, it filled her entire vulva, making her already erotic labia even more obscene, exceeding Jia Yao's limit of shame. Like an ostrich, she turned her head away and closed her eyes, unwilling to accept the lewd appearance of her own body.
The human body is structured in balance. When you close one door, you open another window. With her eyes closed, Jia Yao felt an intense pleasure—whether it was the strange sensation of her beautiful knees rubbing against her pink nipples, the fleshy impact of her tender thighs and plump buttocks, or the fiery, throbbing passion deep within her—far more sensitive than when her eyes were open. With each vigorous thrust from her husband, waves of pleasure washed over her. The water surged and intensified rapidly, layer upon layer, until Jia Yao could no longer resist. Her beautiful back arched into a stunning, sensual curve, her lips parted, but unlike before, she didn't let out a loud moan. Instead, a low, slightly hoarse, yet passionate groan escaped from deep within her throat. Her hands gripped the sheets tightly, her whole body convulsing with satisfaction.
When had her husband ever given her such an orgasm? Perhaps it was during the early stages of their courtship. But that time had passed for an unknown period, long forgotten. For countless days, her husband had been immersed in his own release and his peculiar fetishes, no longer considering her needs, no longer satisfying and conquering her through physical intimacy. But today, that long-dormant feeling had been rekindled, and her husband, like a fierce general on the battlefield, was conquering her with overwhelming force.
Jia Yao was lost in memories, but someone was still unsatisfied. At this moment, her husband, Nan Bangguo, was still deeply inside her. He gently turned her body to the side, lifting her long, smooth legs into a "swallow's return" position. His unruly tongue slid across her beautiful bare ankle, leaving a wet trail.
"Tsk tsk... what a wonderful taste." He finished speaking, his lower body slowly twisting, his mouth indulging in the indescribable beauty of her tender feet. His large mouth lightly and quickly kissed her ankles and insteps like a chicken pecking at rice, his nose sinking into her toes, greedily inhaling the unique, pungent scent of Jia Yao's feet.
"Husband... no... it's dirty there..." Jia Yao, seeing her husband's actions, shyly tried to pull her foot away, but her husband's strong hands gripped it tightly, pressing it against his chest, as if he had received an extremely precious treasure and wouldn't let go.
"No, in my eyes, there's not a single dirty spot on your body." He said, sticking out his tongue and licking a greedy, domineering mark on the sole of her foot.
Jiayao wanted to say something, but her husband's tongue began to skillfully move between her toes. Every time his tongue brushed against her fair, jade-like toes, which looked as if they were exquisitely handcrafted, Jiayao's body would tremble. When he touched the hollow between her toes and soles, the slightly tingling itching sensation made Jiayao's whole body tremble sensitively, as if she were being electrocuted. Her muscles would tense up in waves, and her vagina would clench even tighter around his large penis.
Sensing Jia Yao's response, the husband licked even more carefully and vigorously, rhythmically thrusting his penis deep into her vagina when her vagina was tightly clenched, the rhythmic impact creating a strange, tingling sensation on her soles. The intense scraping of her tender vagina by his large penis created a novel and pleasurable sensation she had never experienced before.
"Mmm...husband...ah...it feels...ahh...so strange...ah..."
"What does it feel like? Tell me..." the husband asked rhythmically, his tongue quickly sweeping across the most sensitive soles of her feet, one hand caressing her thigh and occasionally kneading her round, perky buttocks.
"It's so itchy...but...ah...so tingly...so numb...ahhh..." Jia Yao moaned seductively in response.
"Is it comfortable?" her husband asked, deliberately thrusting deeper into her, causing Jia Yao to let out a series of seductive moans.
"Ahhh...so...comfortable..." Despite the shameful answer, Jia Yao's pretty face flushed a deep red, whether from shyness or passion, but she still answered softly amidst her seductive gasps.
"Next...I'll make you feel even more comfortable..." he said, reluctantly lowering her long, beautiful legs and rolling her over into a doggy style, his hands gripping her pert buttocks.
Jiayao saw her buttocks being lifted high into an animal-like position by her husband. Although it wasn't the first time for the long-married couple, she still felt ashamed of this position. Her dirty anus was exposed to her husband's eyes, and Jiayao shyly covered it with her hands.
"No... don't look like that..."
Her husband took the opportunity to grab her hands with one hand and hold her buttocks with the other, twisting his waist.
"Don't do this... then... what do you want me to do..." Her husband's broad chest pressed against Jiayao's beautiful back, his teasing breath on her ear, his deliberately slip of the tongue provoking Jiayao.
"Ah... I... I don't know... ah ah... I just... don't want to be..." Jiayao was at a loss, overwhelmed by her husband's shameful and lewd words. She couldn't explain the reason for her shame.
"Don't want to be fucked?" At this point, the husband suddenly stopped, his penis withdrawing from Jia Yao's wet vagina. His hands grasped Jia Yao's breasts from behind, kneading and pinching her erect nipples.
The sudden interruption of pleasure left Jia Yao feeling an indescribable emptiness. She turned her head and said, "It's not like that... it's... it's..."
Jia Yao hesitated, but her husband increased the pressure. His penis, which had been withdrawn, returned to her vagina, but only lightly touched the entrance, refusing to penetrate. Perhaps even Jia Yao didn't realize that she was currently twisting her hips, searching for that hot, passionate flesh.
"Then what is it like..." her husband pressed.
"Hmm...yes...hmm...I don't want my dirty anus to be seen so clearly..."
After saying that, Jiayao shyly buried her face in the pillow. But this ostrich-like mentality of burying her head in the sand caused her fair and round buttocks to stick up high. Her anus, which made Jiayao feel dirty and ashamed, was completely exposed in front of her husband, which was the most discordant inverse proportion to Jiayao's mentality.
"I said...you are my Jiayao...in my eyes, there is no dirty place...including your asshole...my Jiayao, you excite me, you impulsively make me want to absorb everything about you into my body. Now, I will use my Southern Kingdom to punish you properly, to make you remember these words." After making this domineering "declaration," the husband's penis once again penetrated deep into Jiayao's tight vagina.
The previous orgasm and the current surge of lust had already made Jiayao feel so comfortable that she was almost unconscious. She could no longer hear her husband's declaration clearly. She only knew that when that thick, hot Southern Kingdom entered her tight vagina, it once again hit her most sensitive spot, making Jiayao moan passionately.
"Ah...husband...ah...I love you...I love you...ah..." Jia Yao's words were overwhelmed by pleasure, reduced to a single, continuous murmur and moan.
"I love you too. Next...I'll make you feel even better...so good you'll die..."
No sooner had Jiayao finished speaking than her husband, with his hands tightly gripping her pert buttocks, suddenly increased the force and frequency of his thrusts, penetrating deeply into her most tender clitoris and the most vulnerable depths of her uterus. Jiayao couldn't withstand the intense pleasure and surged into orgasm. But her husband, who was enjoying the intense pleasure of being gripped by her tightly closed flesh, was unwilling to stop. Instead, he increased the frequency of his thrusts. Her fair, round buttocks turned bright red under the rapid "slap slap slap slap" of their bodies colliding. Accompanied by the lewd "plop plop" sounds of her wetness being powerfully pumped in and out, Jiayao's confused and lost moans, and her husband's beast-like heavy breathing, they created an extremely lewd quartet.
"Ah...so deep...ah...husband...ah...it's...reached...I can't take it anymore...ah...I'm...I'm going to come again...ah...I'm going to die...I'm going to die...ah...ah..."
After more than a thousand rapid and intense thrusts, Jia Yao felt each orgasm more intense than the last, rising endlessly. Her body temperature rose, causing her fair skin to flush a lustful, seductive red. Her muscles went from tense to a bone-deep softness. At the moment her husband ejaculated, Jia Yao felt a moment of blankness, and she collapsed onto the bed, completely numb.
The passion of the night hadn't subsided when Jiayao regained consciousness. Her husband had changed positions, gently caressing her, preparing for the next conquest. Although Jiayao pleaded with her languid, seductive voice, it only hastened the start of the next battle. Jiayao lost count of how many times she fainted and woke up. Each frenzy brought her a deadly experience she had never had before. Even as her husband used his arm as a pillow, tenderly embracing her, and she drifted off to sleep contentedly, the culprit of the night was still not withdrawn from her tender flesh.
When Jiayao woke up, her husband was no longer by her bedside. Looking at the time, it was already noon the next day. She stretched lazily, only then realizing she was still naked under the covers. She looked around but couldn't see her clothes, and besides that, she had no other clothes. Even in a hotel room, Jiayao was still uncomfortable walking around naked.
Just as she was worrying about this, Jiayao noticed a neatly folded bathrobe on the bedside table. Next to it were a cup of soy sauce, a vegetable roll, and a small bowl of rice porridge—clearly, someone had prepared it for her. Remembering how her husband, who used to insist on cooking and tidying her up the day after passionate encounters, was now so considerate, Jiayao smiled happily.
Seeing the food, Jiayao felt a little hungry. She went to the small table and ate a few bites of soy milk and vegetable rolls. Just as she was about to put on her bathrobe, she realized that she hadn't washed since last night and felt sticky all over
. So she picked up her bathrobe and went into the bathroom, ready to take a good shower. Hot water rushed over Jiayao's fair skin. Despite being a wife and having a child in elementary school, there were no signs of aging on Jiayao's skin. She still maintained the smoothness and firmness of a young girl, but her demeanor exuded a mature and alluring charm. After last night's passionate embrace, that mature and seductive charm emanated from her very soul.
The mature and perfect curves in the mirror were blurred by the rising steam. Jia Yao, with shower gel in her slender hands, caressed her full, round, and smooth breasts. The white skin of her breasts still bore the red marks of the passionate pleasure of last night. Seeing the marks left by last night, Jia Yao shyly rubbed her hands to make fine bubbles, and shyly covered them with the lotion, then rubbed and washed her mature and sexy body.
Just because you can't see it doesn't mean it doesn't exist. As Jiayao applied the ointment, she recalled her husband from last night. He seemed like a completely different person, his skillful and versatile techniques were so different from his usual clumsy and monotonous approach, like a headless fly. He was now delicate, gentle, and patiently exploring her erogenous zones, arousing her to the point of full arousal and giving her a pleasure and passion she had never experienced before. Jiayao's fingers unconsciously slipped to that wild source of passion. The intense labor of last night had left her plump, fertile vulva flushed with a lustful red, even a little swollen and painful; but this feeling was not the pain of injury, but an indescribable, strange pain, and even a little... tingling pleasure.
Her husband's "bad thing," which she both loved and hated, seemed to have undergone some kind of surgery. Both its girth and length were twice as large as before, filling her tender hole completely. Its endurance and the novel positions that made her both ashamed and adorable allowed her to experience what people meant by the ecstasy and the deadly pleasure of an orgasm.
As she thought about it, Jiayao felt a stirring of lust in her lower body, and she couldn't help but curse herself for becoming so lewd, yet there was also a hint of satisfied happiness in her heart. Calling her promiscuous might be an exaggeration. Although she was a strong female officer, she was still a woman with sexual desires. Under her husband's selfish indulgence for a long time, her physical desires only accumulated with each unsatisfaction. Although same-sex love in the military could provide some relief, gentle drizzle was ultimately not enough to quench her parched desires. Last night was a climax. Under her husband's seemingly divinely inspired and vigorous conquest, Jia Yao's desires were completely released, and she achieved unprecedented satisfaction. Naturally, she developed a slight addiction to that ecstatic pleasure, which is understandable.
Jia Yao's slender fingers, tinged with a hint of desire and mostly shyness, gently caressed those tender lips. Reason told her she couldn't go any deeper, couldn't continue, but her legs defied her will, straddling the edge of the bathtub, her slippery vulva pressed tightly against it. Her slender waist defied the cry of reason, twisting in shame as her fingers kneaded and trembled on that sensitive clitoris.
The feeling was so pleasurable, so irresistible. Jia Yao picked up the showerhead, the powerful jet of water briefly washing over her body before moving to her yearning, sensitive lower body. Although she shouldn't be so indulgent, the powerful jet of water hitting her labia sent waves of tingling pleasure through Jiayao.
Just as she was about to lose herself in the rising desire, a bell rang in the room, abruptly interrupting her. She hurriedly dried herself, threw on a bathrobe, haphazardly tied the rope, and went to the door. Peeking out through the peephole, she saw someone outside say, "Guest, your laundry is ready."
Seeing that it really was a waiter, Jiayao opened the door and took the bag from his hand.
After the waiter left, Jiayao casually placed the bag on the bed. Her enthusiasm interrupted, she didn't continue her shameful and lewd masturbation. She went into the bathroom to get a towel, and while drying her wet hair, she went to the vanity mirror. Looking at her radiant reflection, she thought about her earlier actions and silently cursed herself for being so lewd.
While drying her hair, Jiayao noticed her phone on the vanity table, next to another phone and a battery. She hadn't seen the other phone before, and thought it might be her husband's new one. Therefore, Jiayao continued combing her hair without giving it a second thought.
After tidying up, Jiayao picked up her phone, only to find it was on. She had turned it off in a fit of anger after a fight with her husband, but now, for some reason, it was still on.
Perhaps her husband had turned it on for her, Jiayao thought to herself.
She casually played with her phone, and suddenly, her happy smile vanished, replaced by a chilling dread, her whole body trembling.
Just then, the door opened, and someone said, "Sister Jiayao, come and see, I bought you a few sets of underwear, see if they fit; also, I bought you a set of casual clothes, you looked too sexy in that last night, I don't want you to go back to the unit dressed like that."
Jiayao impulsively threw her phone at the person, who dodged, and with a loud thud, the phone was broken.
"Chen Yanting, you beast! You used my phone to film that stuff! You bastard! You pervert!" Jiayao screamed, two streaks of tears of grief and anger on her face. The man she had spent the entire night making love with wasn't her beloved husband, but her subordinate in the army, her drinking buddy from yesterday, Chen Yanting. How could Jia Yao not be angry? How could she not be heartbroken upon learning this?
While scrolling through her phone, Jiayao discovered a new folder containing several photos and a short video. The thumbnails revealed images of herself from the previous night: topless photos, sex photos, and a close-up of her genitals, her vulva glistening with vaginal fluid and semen. Seeing only the photos, Jiayao would have thought her husband was a pervert, imitating others by taking such selfies. But when she opened the video file, she horrified. It still contained footage of her sexual encounters the previous night, but the male voice in the video wasn't her husband's. A wave of dizziness washed over her; she knew she had been drugged and raped.
Chen Yanting calmly picked up the broken phone and walked unhurriedly to Jiayao, saying, "Sister Jiayao..."
A loud slap landed heavily on Yanting, leaving a clear five-finger mark on his left cheek. Jiayao, tears streaming down her face, angrily roared, "I have a husband! How could you... how could you!"
"Sister Jiayao, he betrayed you." Yanting's words were like salt, poured harshly into Jiayao's wounds.
"I love him! I love him!" Her husband's infidelity, her subordinate's rape—Jiayao didn't want to touch anything. She covered her ears tightly, trying to escape it all, desperately repeating the same words.
"He doesn't deserve it!" Yanting, also overcome with emotion, pulled Jiayao's hands away, making her face him. Yanting said, "I love you, Jiayao, I love you!"
"No! I don't want to! You beast, get away! Don't touch me! Beast! You slut! Let go!" Jiayao, devoid of any maturity or the strength of a soldier, was like a helpless young girl, desperately cursing, crying, and screaming.
How could Yanting let go? He went even further, assaulting Jiayao and shoving his large mouth against her trembling lips. Jiayao didn't know to bite; she only knew to dodge like a weak woman.
Their assault and dodges swept everything off the dressing table onto the floor with a clatter. Jiayao struggled desperately but couldn't overpower the burly Yanting. The fighting techniques she had learned in the army were completely forgotten in her chaotic mind.
Jia Yao's entire body was pressed against the dressing table, her round, pert buttocks half-sitting on it. Yan Ting had pinned her hands to the mirror with one hand, and his other hand and muscular body had spread her legs apart. Her bathrobe, which had been covering her body, had come undone during the struggle, revealing her fair, smooth breasts and lush, sexy black pubic hair—a beautiful sight of flesh laid bare before Yan Ting.
Although Jia Yao knew this wasn't the first time Yan Ting had seen her body, last night she had been drugged and raped, and the object of her affection was still her husband. Now, however, she was completely conscious, her naked body subjected to Yan Ting's unbridled and lewd gaze.
Jia Yao knew what she was about to be treated, and she no longer seemed as out of control as before. Her cold eyes revealed resentment, just as people often say, if looks could kill, she would have torn Yan Ting to pieces by now.
Yan Ting looked into Jia Yao's eyes, his own eyes filled with love, but this did not stop him from continuing his assault. He took Jia Yao's firm, white breasts into his mouth, his tongue lightly licking and teasing her pink nipples; his other hand caressed Jia Yao's vulva.
The actions were so familiar, the teasing techniques still so superb, just like last night, but Jia Yao's heart was no longer as fiery as it had been the night before, because the person before her was no longer her beloved husband, but her subordinate who had raped her.
Jia Yao hated Yan Ting, and was heartbroken by the shattering of the last glimmer of hope in her heart. Her husband had really cheated on her; he hadn't turned back, there were no text messages to try and win her back, no phone calls to beg for an apology. Perhaps, this wasn't even more tragic. Without love, without affection, and without any chance of connection, she found her vagina shamelessly wet under Yan Ting's teasing, and her lust and pleasure gradually spread wantonly.
There were no sweet words, no tender caresses, no much foreplay. Just like her husband's monotonous teasing of her three points, her body still aroused lust. Was she really that lewd and despicable? If Jiayao's suffering under her husband's infidelity and Yanting's rape was like falling into hell, then her body's reaction at this moment could be said to have plunged her to the eighteenth level of hell, leaving her heartbroken and disillusioned.
"Ah..." Finally, she was raped. Yanting's thick, hard, and long penis pierced through her tender vagina, causing Jiayao to groan. But the groan was not as enchanting as last night; it was as cold as a machine, containing so much heartache, pain, and even despair.
At this moment, Jia Yao was separated from her love and desire by a moat. Her body still experienced pleasure and orgasm, but her mind was as still as water, without the slightest ripple.
Yan Ting wasn't as vigorous as the night before, but he still brought Jia Yao to two orgasms before ejaculating. It was over; that was Jia Yao's only thought after Yan Ting pulled out his penis.
Afterward, Yan Ting took her to the bathroom, where he personally washed her body again, naturally leaving her hands and feet unclean, but Jia Yao didn't care.
Once it was all over, Jia Yao refused to wear the sexy and beautiful outfit she had worn the night before. She coldly put on the casual clothes Yan Ting had bought, her eyes filled with lingering resentment as she looked at him.
"Sister Jiayao, no matter what you think of me, I truly love you. As for how you treat me when you go back to the unit, or even if you call the police, I won't complain. If you want to stay here, I've already paid for today's room, so you can stay without worry. If you don't want to stay here, I've already brought your car over; it's in the parking lot, and the key is here."
Despite her immense resentment towards Yanting, Jiayao was still touched by his thoughtfulness and gentleness.
But was Yanting really without any ulterior motives? Jiayao hadn't looked at Yanting's phone; surely there was something on it? Playing hard to get and feigning deep affection were common tactics used by seasoned lovers. How could Jiayao have imagined that this was a necessary step in breaking down the barriers in her heart?
Yanting left, and Jiayao packed her things and left the hotel. She drove off, but didn't know where to go.
Suicide? Calling the police? Jiayao had considered these options, but what about her child? Her only support now was her child in elementary school. Raising a child required money, so she couldn't be without a job. The military was a closed society; if she called the police, there would be no shortage of trouble. Could she still stay in the military then? If she left the military, how could she find a good job in today's economically depressed society? Besides, after serving in the military for so long, whether she could adapt to modern society was still a question.
She made up her mind that no matter what, she would stay with her child.
And so, she went to her parents' home to spend the weekend with her children. With their company, she temporarily forgot about her painful experiences and happily spent the time with them until Sunday night when she returned to her unit.
Finally, I've written this far. Only with this ending can I truly savor the thrill of being a female officer.
Returning to her unit is where I really want to write about it! The allure of a female officer lies in her uniform; without it, no matter how beautiful she is, she's just an alluring young woman.
The flag-raising platform on the rooftop, the balcony, the sentry post, the recreation room, the storeroom, the bathroom, the toilet, the officers' quarters, and even the area in front of the barns (my unit used to raise sheep and had sheep pens, although they stopped raising sheep when I served, the pens are still there)—these are the truly wonderful places for female officers!
However, inspiration comes and goes, and the day of completion is truly... (sigh)
In the barracks of a female officer unit in a mountainous area of northern China, two female officers were preparing for their leave. One of them, with a flower on her shoulder, was taking off her camouflage top. As her soft yet slender fingers untied it, her full breasts, which were stretched taut by her bra, were revealed. She casually tossed the camouflage top into a laundry bag, and just as she was about to take off her camouflage undershirt, a bell rang.
"Hey~ Honey, do you miss me? Hmm~ I have to stay here temporarily today and can't go back~ Yeah~ I hate it~ I miss you so much~... Panpan baby~ Mommy has to stay at the military base today and can't go back. Be good at Grandma's house today... Honey~ I love you too~"
The female major, who was using a Bluetooth headset, was saying some mushy and intimate words. Obviously, the other female officer with two rank straps on her shoulders did not think that the female major really had to stay here today. When she heard the faint regret on the other end of the phone, she chuckled softly.
The female major, who was on the phone, looked at the female lieutenant with a smile. The female major's changing of clothes did not stop because of the phone call. When the camouflage t-shirt was removed from her body, it revealed her beautiful breasts, which were about the size of a D cup. The half-bra lifted her fair breasts to create a deep cleavage. Just as the female major was gently unbuttoning her camouflage pants, a delicate and slender finger tidied her long hair that had been messed up while taking off her clothes, revealing her sexy neck. Another hand went under her arm from behind and with a soft "click", a delicate and nimble palm replaced the falling bra and gently caressed her beautiful breasts. The owner of the hands was none other than the female lieutenant.
"Mmm...I won't say anymore~ Husband~ Mmm...Okay~I'll give you a kiss, ah~ Mmm...I...I love you too~"
The intimate farewell words, teasing her erogenous zones, were spoken intermittently. At this moment, the female major was only wearing a pair of panties covering her most wonderful secret place.
"Senior...you're lying to your husband. You were clearly changing clothes, but you lied to your husband that you had to stay behind." The lieutenant, being a woman himself, knew every sensitive spot on the senior's body. He slid his hand on her smooth and delicate back with just the right amount of force, caressing her slender waist.
"That's... to give my husband a surprise... um... Huiling... junior, no... we're going on holiday... not now... wait until after the holiday... then... then... then again... um~"
The female major politely refused the female lieutenant named Huiling, but Huiling showed no sign of stopping. Her fingers slowly slid from her waist down her belly to her full, firm breasts, and her eager lips whispered in the female major's ear.
"Senior Jiayao...you're so cunning. You were the one who showed me the beauty of lovemaking between girls back in school. You led me into this field, but after graduation you abandoned me and married a man. Look...your body is full of mature sexiness, and your child is already in elementary school...here...a light pinch and white milk comes out...tsk tsk...it smells so good...none of my girlfriends outside can compare to you...Senior...I can't wait until the holiday is over, I want...like back in school..."
Huiling changed from a bear hug from behind to an embrace, and with an aggressive desire, she led Jiayao to sit on the bed, pressed down on Jiayao, and looked at Jiayao with lustful eyes.
"Junior..."
Ever since Huiling was transferred to this unit the day before yesterday, Jiayao knew in her heart that this day would come sooner or later from the complicated look in Huiling's eyes. But Huiling brought up the past so bluntly that Jiayao remembered her past same-sex relationship in military school, and her face inexplicably turned red, but she immediately felt that she shouldn't have.
"I'm going home... I want to surprise him... and... I can't let things be like before..."
"Senior... I know... I won't let you get too tired... Let me... I'll take the initiative... You just need to lie down..."
Huiling didn't say anything more. Her clothes fell to the ground one by one. She pushed Jiayao down onto the bed with both hands, her tall and slender legs forcefully spreading Jiayao's legs apart. Her serpentine waist swayed gently, letting her hot skin rub against Jiayao's inner thighs.
It wasn't that Jiayao was unwilling, but the moral boundaries after marriage prevented her from letting go. To be honest, women understand women better than men. More than the pleasure with her husband, it was the unique tenderness that only a woman could experience that Jiayao could never forget. At the same time, the charm of a beautiful woman is attractive to both men and women, especially since Huiling was a stunning beauty who would be breathtaking anywhere. Because of this, Jiayao never cruelly pushed Huiling away or rejected her.
Huiling spoke through actions, passionately kissing Jiayao's neck, one of Jiayao's erogenous zones, her hands no longer focusing on caressing those three points. One hand caressed Jia Yao's cheek, fingers playing with her soft lips, while the other caressed her slender waist, which showed no signs of childbirth. His fingers roamed over her smooth, supple skin, from her waist to her back, gently pressing the Shenshu acupoint (an acupoint on the back of the waist, believed to enhance arousal). After a while, his fingers slid down to her spotless navel, lightly touching it with his fingertips.
Jia Yao didn't resist at all, letting Hui Ling be unrestrained on her body. The gentle tenderness was incredibly pleasurable, like a massage, completely relaxing every pore on her body. Each kiss and touch slowly intensified her sensuality.
"Senior...you're so beautiful..."
"No, I don't have a figure like Huiling's. You have the height of a model, a pretty face, a slender waist and a perky butt, and those stunningly beautiful legs. Don't you remember how you looked when you first joined the army in a skirt? How many brothers stuck out their butts in the assembly area to hide their reactions?"
Jiayao didn't take the junior's praise seriously, instead praising this junior who was excellent in every way.
"No way~~ I don't have a D cup, and I'm not as sweet-looking as my senior. How can I compare to that senior who was the school beauty queen for four consecutive years and even hosted a program on Juguang? Look~ this doesn't look like a figure that has given birth at all. And ah~~ so fragrant breast milk, tsk tsk~~ delicious."
Huiling compared their figures while launching an attack on their three points.
"Junior... um... your perfectly proportioned C-cup breasts are even more alluring than my heavy chest... If... if my husband hadn't refused to give me the lactation-suppressing injection... I wouldn't have any milk left... umm... don't do that... umm... no... I'll... I'll moan..."
Due to her special constitution and her husband's demands, even though Jia Yao's child was already in elementary school, milk would still flow from her delicious nipples when she was sucked and squeezed. As Jia Yao gradually entered a state of bliss, under Hui Ling's assault, her body became warm and sexy, and her breath revealed a mature charm.
Huiling could tell from her body's reactions that the alluring married officer was already aroused. Her mouth was constantly sucking and licking the nipple, her hands were sliding down her full breasts, pulling down the inconvenient panties to the ground, and she pressed her hot body against him, her slender waist rubbing against his pubic bone. She could feel the sexy pubic hair quickly becoming wet, and thinking of the wonderful thing that was about to happen, her lower body was also burning hot.
"Okay, junior, mmm...you're still...you're still messing with me...ah...I...I'm going to fight back...hmm...your breasts seem to have grown bigger lately...they're not any smaller than mine..."
Jia Yao's arousal had been aroused, and for a moment she no longer cared about anything else. She grabbed the pair of firm, tender breasts with both hands and began to tease Hui Ling in the same lewd way.
"Ah ha mmm~~ senior...heh mmm...I can't take it anymore...I...I want..."
Hui Ling kissed Jia Yao's mature lips, their tongues intertwining.
"Tsk tsk..."
Wet saliva swirled in her mouth, making lewd sounds. Her breasts were intertwined, flattened like dough under the overlapping of their bodies. Faint streaks of blood, arousing desire, peeked out from the fair skin of her nipples. If anyone saw this arousing sight, it would not end well.
Their lips lingered, the stringy juices and saliva dripping from their mouths revealing their desires. The two women changed positions again, their lewd genitals shamelessly tempting them. Jia Yao's thick pubic hair was wet from the friction of their genitals, sticking lewdly to her abdomen, while Hui Ling's was sparse, with a few glistening drops of lewd fluid on her pubic hair, shining with iridescent colors under the light, surpassing even Jia Yao's.
"Senior... ah... suck... mmm... so... so comfortable... mmm..."
"Suck... so much water... tsk... Huiling... you're so horny... you're leaking so much today..."
"Mmm... senior... you... mmm... you're leaking quite a bit too... listen..."
Not to be outdone, Huiling probed Jiayao's vagina with her fingers, the wet vagina making a "sizzling" sound as her fingers stirred.
"Ah... Hui... Ling... Don't do that... Ah... If you do that I... will scream... outside... outside will hear... Ah... No..."
"Don't worry, senior, the brothers in the army leave very quickly. The company commander downstairs went home before the Juguang class. Besides, this is the fourth floor, and there's an iron door in the stairwell. Our female officers' dormitory is very private, it's okay... Ah... Senior... you... Ahhh..."
Jia Yao was not to be outdone. She knew this youthful body better than anyone else. Her slender fingers quickly found the G-spot in that tight vagina, slowly thrusting and trembling. The intense stimulation made Hui Ling moan lewdly.
"Ah... Senior... Ah... No... No... Haaah... So good... I... Ahh..."
"Hui... Ling... Ahh... You... You too... Don't... Do this... Ahh..."
The two women's tacit understanding made them speed up. Jia Yao stimulated her G-spot with her fingers while sucking on Hui Ling's wet labia with her lips. Hui Ling's fingers also kept moving, bringing out lustful fluids, and teasing Jia Yao's erect clitoris with her fragrant lips and teeth. The sensuality increased rapidly with the movements, and the pleasure piled up with the moans. In that instant, the lustful moans soared eight octaves higher, and the two reached the peak of lust.
"Ah... Senior... Ahh... Like this... Ah... I... I want... Ahhh..."
"Ahhh... Hui... Huiling... Mmm... I... I want it too... Ahhh..."
The two women lay limply on the bed, looking at each other's disheveled and lewd appearance. Jiayao's mature yet sweet face was flushed, her charming eyes overflowing with wanton desire. Huiling's chiseled face was flushed with lust, showing none of the coldness she usually displayed when facing the troops.
After a long while, the two women tidied themselves up, and seeing that it was almost seven o'clock, they changed their clothes.
"Oh no, it's ruined! How am I going to put it back on now?!"
Huiling heard her senior's scream and looked at Jiayao's hand. She saw that the half-breast was deformed from the passion just now. Although it could still be worn, it definitely wouldn't feel comfortable.
Huiling stuck out her tongue and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, senior, this was definitely an accident. Anyway, you have such a good figure, and you're not going anywhere else, so just don't wear it." After apologizing, she immediately came up with a mischievous idea.
"That's the only way. Luckily, the car is downstairs. After you go to the station, I'll go straight home. I'm only going to eat tofu for my husband. Hmm~ I wonder what my husband's reaction will be when he sees me not wearing anything."
Thinking about her husband's possible reaction... Jiayao felt a strange excitement rising in her heart.
Jiayao was wearing a red, sexy, low-cut chiffon dress with a halter neck. Without a bra, her full, firm, fair, and tender breasts formed a deep cleavage with strong erotic connotations from the low neckline. Her fair, delicate, and smooth back was faintly visible under her slightly curled hair. When Jiayao raised her hand to tidy her hair, her tender breasts exuded an alluring fragrance from the side. Her shapely, fair thighs were perfectly proportioned, appearing long and slender without the need for stockings. The exposed flesh of her legs, paired with high-heeled jelly shoes, made her calves appear even longer and more defined. This outfit gave her a mature woman's sexiness, yet also a touch of innocent charm. No one would believe she was 36 years old and had a child in fifth grade.
"Senior, you're so gorgeous!" Huiling exclaimed.
Huiling herself wore a red spaghetti-strap tank top, leather hot pants, and high-top riding boots, perfectly embodying the image of a beautiful, sexy, and powerful woman.
Since Huiling was on a four-day holiday and going back to her hometown in Kaohsiung, Jiayao drove her to the bus station. After saying goodbye, they headed home.
"Beep beep!"
Jiayao parked the car near her apartment. It was almost ten o'clock when she got home.
"My son is at his parents' house. My husband is probably home alone watching TV now," Jiayao thought.
The building manager, Old Zhang, was still waving his baton around downstairs, not sitting down.
After getting into the elevator, Jiayao pressed the button for her floor. As the elevator numbers climbed, she got closer and closer to home.
Jiayao picked up a comb and deliberately tied her loose hair into a simple ponytail, revealing the deep cleavage that had been hidden by her hair. Her fair and smooth back also exuded a seductive feminine fragrance.
"My husband will be so excited, if I tell him I'm not wearing anything underneath..."
Looking at the magnificent and deep cleavage on her chest, which was covered with a few fine beads of sweat due to the heat, she felt that the sexy cleavage was even more erotic and wanton. With her high and firm chest lifted, a little attention would reveal two erotic protrusions on her clothes. She looked so sexy in the mirror, and a blush rose on Jiayao's face.
Married for many years, she was entering what people often call the prime of her life. Perhaps due to her long-term relationships with men while serving in the military, the male hormones that control sexual desire seemed to be constantly secreted, giving her a strong libido. However, due to the demands of military duties and their child, she and her husband only had time alone together about once a month on average. For this reason, she usually compensated for her unexpressed desires with virtual romances with other women.
"Ding-dong!"
The elevator doors opened, and Jiayao put away her comb and turned to step out of the elevator, only to find a man reeking of alcohol standing in the middle of the doors.
"Whoosh~" The man whistled lightly, his inappropriate gaze sweeping up and down Jia Yao before settling on her beautiful breasts. His blatant male lust made Jia Yao feel violated and uncomfortable.
"Miss, your breasts are quite large." He had barely finished speaking when he reached out to pinch her ample breasts.
Jia Yao wasn't about to let the man succeed. She grabbed his lewd hand with her right hand and swiftly flicked his wrist, sending the man crashing into the elevator with a "thud," making the elevator shake a few times.
"Sir, don't assume that every woman is someone you can mess around with like this."
Although her physical desires and homosexual inclinations often made her feel lewd, it didn't mean she was promiscuous. Within the bounds of morality, Jia Yao strictly adhered to the bottom line. She didn't hesitate to severely punish and reject any lecherous men who fantasized about her or any men with illegal intentions.
"You son of a bitch, pretending to be innocent, not wearing a bra and dressed like this, how can you be respectable!"
Despite being pinned to the ground, drunk people are invincible. Jia Yao was disgusted by the man's vulgar language and retorted without hesitation:
"Sir, just because a woman likes to dress like this doesn't mean she can do whatever she wants. If this happens again, I'll definitely send you to the police station."
"Damn it! I hope your dad runs into this, or I'll change my surname to yours if I don't fuck you until you're completely satisfied!"
After saying that, Jia Yao ignored the man's shouting and strode out of the elevator.
When Jia Yao, whose mood had been ruined by the drunkard, saw the scene inside the apartment, her mood plummeted even further.
Two pairs of men's and women's shoes lay scattered at the doorway, a sofa lay askew, and women's clothing that did not belong to the owner lay on the floor leading to the bedroom.
In this situation, Jiayao had already begun to doubt her husband's fidelity. When a series of blush-inducing moans faintly drifted out, her doubts almost turned into certainty: her beloved husband was having an affair!
This sudden blow left Jiayao frozen at the doorway. She didn't know whether to flee outside, pretend nothing had happened, or rush into the bedroom to face the scene that would break her.
Jiayao stood there for a long time, but finally, the indomitable spirit of a soldier made her grit her teeth and walk into the bedroom without even taking off her shoes.
Perhaps thinking no one would enter the house, or perhaps the adulterous couple were too eager, the bedroom door wasn't closed properly. The half-open space was enough for Jiayao to see the heartbreaking scene inside.
A very young woman, probably just starting out in the workforce, knelt naked on the bed where she and her husband had once been intimate for years, like a puppy. Her husband, his hands cupping her buttocks, vigorously thrust his hips, their bodies slapping together with obscene sounds. The woman's lewd moans reached Jia Yao's ears. "Ah...
so good...the section chief's big cock...ah...it feels so good to be fucked...ahhh...section chief...deeper...so good...I'm going to...ahhh...I'm going to cum...ahhh..."
"Oh...it's so tight...oh...it feels so good, a young pussy is definitely more pleasurable..."
Jia Yao heard this and her body trembled. At this moment, she couldn't help but push the door open forcefully and hysterically shouted, "Zhang Caide! What are you doing!!"
The two people who were at the most critical moment were startled by this sudden shout, especially Jia Yao's husband. He saw his wife, whom he thought was staying behind at the army, suddenly appear in front of him and see his appearance. He didn't know what to do for a moment. Suddenly, he felt his penis being squeezed tightly. He hurriedly withdrew his body, but his ejaculation was released in an instant, and a stream of white semen flowed across the awkward space.
Jiayao said nothing more. Her trembling body spoke volumes. Slowly, she walked towards her husband, her emotions a complex mix of anger, sadness, and disappointment.
"Wife, I...I..." Jiayao's husband stammered, unable to utter a coherent sentence. Her heart shattered. A sharp "slap!" left a bright red handprint on her husband's face.
She looked at the enlarged wedding photo hanging above the bed. Her husband's smile was so radiant, and she looked so happy. Seeing her own happy smile in the photo only intensified the pain. Her lips trembled as she said to her husband, "Let's get a divorce!"
Then, without looking back, she walked out the door.
"Miss, this is strong, be careful not to get drunk," the bartender kindly reminded her as he handed her the drink. Although the nightclub was filled with fiery passion, and the deafening dance music kept shaking everyone's hearts, Jia Yao's emotions had lost their warmth. Her broken heart couldn't tremble, and the shadow of her husband's betrayal lingered in her mind.
She loved her husband so much, so deeply. For him, she rejected countless opportunities to marry into a wealthy family, choosing instead to become a deputy commander in the army. For him, she completely abandoned her pride, striving to play the perfect woman, becoming the "mistress" that men craved. For him, she didn't get breast reduction injections, all for his peculiar preference. Their
once sweet life had changed today. Jia Yao wasn't exactly a strong person, or rather, in matters of the heart, she couldn't be as rational and resolute as she was in other things. Overwhelmed by sadness, she ordered undiluted whiskey. At that moment, she desperately wished she could get drunk and wake up to find her husband beside her, asking, "Yaoyao, my dear wife, what's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?"
But that was impossible. In her grief, she downed the whiskey in one gulp. Although she was a soldier and no stranger to alcohol, she still coughed a few times after drinking it all.
"Miss, can I buy you a drink?" The nightclub was filled with men driven by lust, and soon a man approached the sexy and beautiful Jiayao.
"Go away!" Jiayao resolutely refused such an ugly man.
The man stared at Jia Yao for a long time, watching her finish the whiskey in one gulp. He was secretly pleased, wanting to flirt with her, force her to drink, and then rape this beauty. Undeterred by the rejection, the man shamelessly tried to put his arm around Jia Yao's shoulder.
"Slap!" Jia Yao slapped away the dirty hand reaching for her, coldly saying, "Get lost!"
The man, humiliated and enraged, said, "Damn it! Stop pretending to be melancholy! I'm making you drink this today!" He then turned the tables, forcing Jia Yao to drink.
Jia Yao was also enraged by this shameless behavior and was about to retaliate when a man blocked her way, saying, "Sir, please stop causing trouble, or I'll have to call someone over." His
earlier actions had already attracted everyone's attention, and seeing that things were going nowhere, the man could only leave dejectedly.
"Thank you," Jia Yao politely thanked the man who had come to her aid.
"If you want to thank me, buy me a drink." The chivalrous man turned around, using the excuse of asking for a drink to strike up a conversation, but when he saw Jia Yao's face, he was startled.
"Deputy...Deputy Warehouse Chief, hello!"
The man, named Chen Yanting, immediately stood at attention and saluted upon seeing his superior, looking quite apprehensive. He never expected that just seeing a woman with a stunning figure being harassed from behind, a scene straight out of a movie, would lead to such a dramatic encounter. He had envisioned a heroic rescue and a beautiful meeting, but instead, he was met with the misfortune of encountering his superior officer, leaving him thoroughly annoyed. However, to be fair, this deputy commander, even in her unsightly camouflage uniform in the army, couldn't hide her beauty. Now, dressed in a sexy low-cut outfit, her alluring cleavage and captivating legs alone were enough to ignite any man's lust, not to mention her face, a blend of innocence, charm, and maturity. Seeing such a superior officer, he couldn't help but be captivated.
"Oh, it's Yanting. You're already on holiday, so you don't need to salute me privately." Jiayao was also surprised to see her brother. Despite her heartache, she mustered her spirits and gave her signature smile to her subordinate, saying, "I'll treat you to a drink today, Deputy Treasurer. Order whatever you want, it's on me later."
"Thank you, Deputy Treasurer." Yanting thanked her and automatically sat down next to Jiayao.
"Deputy Treasurer, what brings you here?" Yanting asked first.
"What, can't I come?" Jiayao replied emotionlessly.
"Ah...hehe...okay, okay..." Seeing his superior's cold response, Yanting didn't dare to ask any more questions and silently took a sip of his drink.
"And you?" Jiayao asked, perking up. She had a good impression of this brother in the army, but didn't know him very well. She thought she'd take this opportunity to conduct an interview.
"I came to this nightclub with some friends to have a drink and dance," Yanting said.
"With your girlfriend?"
"I was going to go out with my girlfriend today, but she told me she had to stay at the company and work overtime."
"I see. Where does your girlfriend work?"
"Jingying," Yanting replied.
"Jingying, is that the big panel manufacturer? My husband works there too!" Jiayao was slightly surprised to hear that her subordinate's girlfriend and husband worked at the same company, but then she remembered the painful scene and her brows furrowed slightly. Yanting saw all of this, but his face remained expressionless, as if he had no intention of asking any further questions about his boss and husband who worked at the same company as his girlfriend. However, Jiayao, who was lost in her sorrow, did not notice any of this.
"Hey! Zhai Ting, you're here. Wow!! Damn, so you were just pretending to be a fool all along. You had a hot girl like that, why didn't you just hide away and chat with her?" A blond guy with countless piercings on his face, dressed in baggy clothes, walked over and greeted Yan Ting.
"Shh! Don't talk nonsense, this is our unit's officer." Yan Ting glared nervously at the blond man.
"Oh~ it's the one you were talking about..."
Before he could finish speaking, Yanting interrupted, "Yes, yes, that's right, it's the super-good deputy warehouse manager I was talking about—a capable leader, beautiful and intelligent, and incredibly caring. What's the matter?"
The blond man glanced at Jiayao, gave Yanting a meaningful look, and then said, "Oh, I need a cigarette. That damn brat messed me up..." "Take this pack of cigarettes to offer as a gift to the newly caught magic beans. I don't have any on me, so I'll offer you one."
At this moment, Jia Yao, who had noticed the conversation, spoke up: "Oh! So doctoral students smoke too? I've never seen you in the smoking area in the camp."
Yan Ting glared at the blond man, took out a pack of cigars from his pocket, and said, "I don't have any cigarettes, but I do have some to smoke. Want one?" As he handed it to him, Yan Ting casually put one in his
mouth. The blond man took it without ceremony, took out a lighter, lit it himself, and was about to light it for Yan Ting when Yan Ting turned to look at Jia Yao.
"Go ahead and smoke. As long as it's not controlled drugs, I won't care too much," Jia Yao gave him a reassuring answer.
"Oh my god, sir, you're very 'nice'! Yan Ting, just smoke with peace of mind!" After saying that, he gave him a meaningful eyebrow raise and continued, "Do you want to go back? This stall of magic beans is really hot today. We're friends, so don't say I don't support you. Let's go!"
Yanting gave him a troubled look, and the blond man said again, "Ah~! Sorry, sorry. With such a handsome superior here, those magic beans are really nothing. I won't bother you anymore, I'll go first~~!"
"Damn it, what nonsense are you talking about? Try talking nonsense again." Yanting was a little embarrassed when the blond man kicked him. The blond man then said, "With women around, you have no humanity~~" After saying that, he slipped into the crowd.
Yanting awkwardly laughed and sat back down, apologetically saying to Jiayao, "Sorry, Vice-Chancellor, my friend just likes to talk nonsense."
Jiayao smiled and said, "It's okay, he's quite an interesting person."
For a moment, the two fell into a brief silence, quietly drinking from their glasses.
"Seven toss, eight ass, three spicy... Oh~! Drink!... Seaweed, seaweed, seaweed!" A series of shouts and laughter came from afar. Yanting glanced back and saw that it was his friends playing drinking games with a group of tall and hot girls. He smiled and turned back to the bar.
"They seem to be having a lot of fun, and the girls are pretty. What? Are you really not going over?" Jiayao had also seen the scene and asked Yanting.
Yanting took a deep drag on his nearly finished cigar, closed his eyelids slightly, and slowly exhaled, his expression carrying an undeniable complexity that made Jiayao pause in surprise. Yanting turned to her and smiled, saying, "No need, I'd like to sit here for a while."
"What, do you want to keep me company?" It was somewhat inappropriate for Jiayao, as a superior, to say this, but perhaps due to the alcohol, she still smiled and spoke, her eyes revealing a hint of amusement, even a touch of anticipation.
"Yes~ I want to build a closer relationship with our most beautiful deputy warehouse manager in all of Taiwan," Yanting replied casually, his tone slightly frivolous.
"Hmph! Flattery! I'm already old and faded, no one wants me anymore, what's there to accompany me for?" Jia Yao, perhaps a little drunk, began to blush. She spoke more and more freely to her subordinates, her tone inappropriate for her to say anything, but she also wanted to hear compliments in a coquettish tone.
"Not at all, Deputy Chief is naturally beautiful. Even though you didn't take care of yourself in the military, you still look no different from a young girl just entering society, just as beautiful and desirable as ever." Yan Ting praised her endlessly, making Jia Yao smile broadly, overjoyed.
"Oh~ And what about you?" As soon as the words left her mouth, Jia Yao immediately felt it was inappropriate. No matter how relaxed she was, no matter that they weren't superior and subordinate, no matter that she ignored the nearly ten-year age difference between them, given her personality, she shouldn't have said that to someone she wasn't very close to. The tone and expression of her last sentence had revealed a considerable amount of ambiguity. She had never shown this side of herself to any man other than her husband, but the words were already out and couldn't be taken back.
Yan Ting was also stunned by Jia Yao's response. Her alluring and seductive gaze, the sweet words spoken from her sexy and fiery red lips, and the casual toss of her hair not only ignited the nameless fire within him but also stole his soul.
Yanting paused for a moment, and just as Jiayao was about to say something to salvage the situation, Yanting suddenly snapped back to reality and said, "Of course I'd love to too."
This time it was Jiayao's turn to be stunned. She looked at Yanting, somewhat startled and flustered. The two of them stared at each other for almost a minute, like a still frame in a movie.
"Oh... ah... Vice-Chancellor, do you mind if I have a cigarette?" Yanting spoke first, shifting the awkward atmosphere between them.
"Oh... um... it's okay, go ahead and smoke," Jiayao mumbled, turning back to the bar, picking up her glass, and taking a large gulp of strong liquor, trying to calm her racing thoughts.
No! I can't think like this! I have children, I have a husband! But the thought of this plunged Jiayao back into a quagmire of sorrow.
The deafening electronic dance music blared, and a strong, fragrant cigar aroma filled the air. Although Jiayao disliked the smell of smoke, she didn't dislike cigars; in fact, she liked them. It was a very deep reason, a reason that could plunge her into another bottomless quagmire.
Just as Jiayao was about to be overwhelmed by negative emotions, she heard Yanting's voice: "Deputy Warehouse Chief, you are very sad. Can you talk about it? I am willing to listen and share your sorrow."
Jiayao turned to look at Yanting. She wanted to say defensively, "What do you know? A twenty-something kid who just graduated from school and has a happy relationship, what do you know? What can you share?" But when she saw Yanting's deep eyes, she couldn't say anything. All her emotions were stuck in her throat, and her eyes revealed infinite sadness and helplessness.
"I'm just a kid, I haven't encountered any setbacks yet, but I know that if I don't release my emotions, they'll accumulate and eventually cause me to break down." Yanting's words at this moment were so sincere and earnest.
These words were like the last straw that broke the camel's back. Jiayao's emotions burst forth like a dam breaking and a tsunami, as she rambled on, recounting sweetness, sadness, bitterness, pain, her husband, her children, and even her ex-boyfriend, all of which came pouring out of Jiayao's mouth.
Having drunk an unknown amount of strong liquor, amidst the constant waft of her favorite rich cigar aroma, Jia Yao felt as if she had met her closest confidant, pouring out everything to this subordinate seven years her junior. Yan Ting shared her grievances, laughing and cursing together, gently patting her back when she was sad, and handing her tissues when she cried.
Finally, when the topic of her husband's infidelity came up again, Jia Yao said, "I loved him so much, trying my best to play the role of a virtuous wife, satisfying his masculine dignity, sacrificing my own preferences for him, even taking medication regularly for his quirks—I never complained. I did so much for him, and in the end…" She started crying again.
"Then… let's get a divorce!" Yan Ting said.
"But..." Although Jiayao had said such harsh words to her husband before leaving, she hesitated when it came to actually signing the divorce agreement.
"I think you shouldn't get a divorce. No matter what, a child needs a complete family for their development. Besides... Sister Jiayao, you can't completely let go of this relationship yet." During the conversation, Yanting subtly changed his address from Deputy Director to Sister Jiayao, and the feeling between them grew closer in this exchange. "
Happy breakup, I wish you happiness, you can find someone better..."
At this moment, for some reason, an electronic version of Fish Leong's "Happy Breakup" started playing in the store.
"Sister Jiayao, let's go! Let's go dancing," Yanting invited.
Jiayao glanced at the dance floor. The dazzling lights, deafening music, and dancers swaying their hips created an alluring atmosphere. Under the heavy beats of the electronic music, Jiayao's body seemed to react; she suddenly felt a strong urge to dance wildly. She agreed, "Okay." "
Hehe, I can finally see Jiayao's 'clumsy' dancing!" Yanting laughed.
Jiayao nudged Yanting's head with her finger and said, "Don't underestimate me. Back in the day, I was the superdancing queen of the military. I was second to none."
"Oh~ I'd like to see that."
Provoked by Yanting's words, Jiayao's military pride soared. She said, "We'll see!" and stepped onto the dance floor before Yanting, swaying wildly.
Her heart danced more and more freely with each twist of her body; her sorrow was cast far away with each hair toss. Jiayao danced with increasing fervor, her mind wandering freely with the music and dance. She lost track of time, unaware of how long she had been dancing, how many partners surrounded her, or even where she was. She only knew to keep moving her body, releasing the passion within her. She began to exhale alluring breaths and utter seductive cries—all for release.
In a daze, Jiayao gradually realized her body was exhausted. She tried to concentrate and see where she was.
The dim yellow light from the ceiling sent shivers down Jiayao's spine. Looking down, she vaguely saw a shirtless man caressing her breasts through her clothes. The man on top of her seemed to sense her movement and looked up. Jiayao
strained her vision to see the man's face; it seemed to be her beloved husband.
Looking around, she saw a soft, round waterbed and a large mirror facing it—this was a love hotel.
"You're awake." The voice sounded so indistinct.
Facing her husband, her emotions were incredibly complex. She raised her weak hands, trying to push him away, yelling, "Get away! Don't touch me! Don't you like young girls? Go find your little vixen!" Jia Yao shouted angrily.
In her hazy state, she saw her husband holding her tightly, breathing softly in her ear, saying, "My dearest wife, I was wrong. You're the only one I love most. I would never even touch another woman. You're just dreaming. My dear wife, I love you the most."
A dream! Perhaps! This might really be a dream, otherwise how could she be here, and her husband was saying the words she most wanted to hear? The breath and heat emanating from him, and his skillful teasing, making her erogenous zones tingle and itch—everything felt so real.
Jiayao tried hard to clear her mind, but her mind was a blur, unable to focus. Her husband then pushed her down onto the bed, loosened the thin rope around her neck, and his mouth sucked on her sensitive earlobe, saying, "Jiayao, Jiayao, you are the most delicious dish in the world, no one can compare to you. I want to enjoy this unparalleled delicacy of yours forever. I love you, I want you!"
Her husband spoke sweetly. He spoke possessive and aggressive words, his mouth moving vigorously as he sucked, kissed, and licked, but his hands were surprisingly gentle, unlike the aggressive, lustful mouth that immediately attacked her full, proud, soft breasts after untying the ropes. His rough, strong fingers lingered on her neck and shoulders until his nimble mouth kissed her chiseled shoulders, at which point his hands slowly climbed down to her high, firm breasts.
Since they met, her husband had never treated her like this. He only knew how to roughly and monotonously rub her breasts, biting and groping like a mad dog. Nothing like the kisses and caresses he was giving her now, each one hitting the very spot she craved most, the skin that was always neglected. The desire emanating from his mouth and hands was so intense, so profound.
No! Jia Yao couldn't think anymore. Waves of pleasure, making her feel weak in the knees, made it impossible for her to understand what this unreal yet real feeling was.
Ah! Was she really that thirsty and wanton? Under such simple caresses, Jiayao felt her lower body begin to secrete erotic fluid. Even with the mere touch of her breasts and her jeans, skirt, and panties still in between, her genitals were already secreting eager, lustful fluid. Jiayao felt ashamed of her body's reaction, but she quickly convinced herself: He is my husband, my dearest husband, and it's okay to be as lewd as I am in front of him.
Her husband on top of her grasped and kneaded her breasts, while his mouth sucked on her tender nipples. His teeth rubbed against her most sensitive spot, his large mouth sucked hard on her full nipples, and his tongue swirled and licked the peaks of her breasts, sending waves of pleasure through Jia Yao's chest. Her breast milk flowed out in a fragrant and erotic manner with each teasing. Her husband didn't let the milk go to waste; the constant "squeak, squeak" sounds made Jia Yao both excited and shy. Her lower body felt like it was on fire, and it seemed that what was flowing out wasn't lustful fluid, but rather oil of desire that fueled the fire.
Jiayao desperately wanted her husband to go further down, caressing her breasts and kissing her burning honey spot. She wanted him to remove the clothes that were holding them apart and let his hot manhood penetrate her. She longed for it, she needed it. She twisted her lustful body and began to moan with desire.
In the past, whenever her body reacted like this, her husband would immediately take the initiative and charge forward. But today, it seemed as if he wanted to torture her. He restrained himself, one hand moving to her lower abdomen, lingering near her navel, while the other continued to caress her soft breasts. He kissed her deeply, returning his breath to her small, sensitive earlobe, teasingly saying, "My Jiayao, you're so lewd. Your lustful milk is so delicious, I love it. Look, it's flowing again as I squeeze it..."
Having said that, her husband... She had licked away all the milk that had flowed out, and her hand continued to circle and caress her lower abdomen. Occasionally, it would wander through her clothes to her genitals, only to quickly return to her lower abdomen and circle again. This teasing made Jia Yao's body increasingly uncomfortable. She hurriedly pulled her clothes down until they reached her knees, and her slender hands also began to unbutton her husband's pants. Faced with this reaction, her husband happily let Jia Yao do as she pleased. His hand also reached over the lush, dark forest, and his middle finger probed into her already overflowing vulva.
"Ah~~" The pleasure brought by the middle finger probing made Jia Yao let out a moan of pleasure.
The husband didn't stop, his rough middle finger constantly churning inside, fiddling with the sensitive, layered folds, stirring the tight, juicy vagina, teasing it again and again, gradually increasing the speed, gradually adding more fingers—one, two, three.
Jia Yao, teased by her husband like this, felt waves of tingling pleasure surge up her spine, each inch passing by causing her to tremble with delight; each insertion made her cry out in a shameful yet pleasurable moan; with each additional finger, her slender waist and pert buttocks writhed wantonly with the caress of his fingers.
"Ahhh... Hmphhhhh..." Jia Yao couldn't even speak. A moan of orgasm came from deep within her body. Her vagina contracted rapidly, and the lustful fluids gushed out, dripping down her palm and wetting the bed.
The husband moved his hand, slick with semen, in front of Jia Yao, and said smugly, "Good wife, how come you came so quickly? So erotic and wanton! Look, so much has come!"
Knowing it was his deliberate teasing, Jia Yao still said, "I want it~ um~ hurry~ don't keep me waiting~ ah~~" while using her slender, jade-like hand to stroke his throbbing, long-awaited penis through his underwear.
"Wait a little longer, lick my hand first," the husband said with a lewd grin.
This made Jia Yao extremely embarrassed. The wetness on her husband's hand was from her own wanton juices; he had never asked her to lick his own fluids before. This shameful thing left Jia Yao staring blankly at his hand.
At this moment, her husband spread his legs apart and rubbed his genitals against her through his thin underwear. Jiayao could feel the heat behind her, and the friction against her vulva soon reignited her desire.
For her beloved husband, she was willing to satisfy all his demands, and coupled with the desire deep in her heart, Jiayao's shame did not last long. She extended her fragrant tongue and licked his wet palm with an extremely seductive expression. Then she opened her sexy lips and gently sucked on each finger. Her seductive breaths and wanton sucking sounds made Jiayao feel the throbbing of her husband's genitals. The friction became more and more passionate, and Jiayao, stimulated by this, worked even harder to "clean" her husband's fingers.
"Tsk~ Mmm~, husband, it's all clean now." With that, Jia Yao wrapped her arms around her husband's neck, teasingly saying in a wanton, seductive tone, "Mmm~ Husband, hurry up and get on me, I want it, I want you to use your big brother, hmph~"
She abandoned all shame, her words like those of a most thirsty slut, and that final soft moan contained so much desire, so much provocation. Any man hearing such a seductive request would find it hard to refuse, especially when lying beneath her was a beautiful, mature woman, burning with desire and irresistibly alluring.
Her husband could no longer restrain himself, quickly tossing his underwear aside, spreading Jia Yao's legs, and his massive member effortlessly stomped into her fertile field.
"Ah
...
Although her husband's movements weren't intense, each withdrawal of his thick, long, large, and hard penis scraped against her wet, fleshy walls, causing waves of fluid to gush out. Each penetration was like a plow digging into the soil, violently turning up her folds and stimulating her most sensitive nerves. Each thrust also impacted her most sensitive and untouchable G-spot with just the right amount of force, making Jia Yao's whole body feel numb and tingling. She couldn't help but let out wanton moans. The sucking on her breasts, back and forth, gently licking her tender nipples and heavily sucking on the stimulated, gushing milk, the frequency of which closely matched the rhythm of her lower body. Jia Yao could only express her pleasure with her mouth.
"Mmm...ah...husband...you're so thick...so big...ahh...so deep..." Jia Yao's satisfied yet wanton exclamations received a strong response. The thick penis not only went all the way in with each thrust, but also swirled in like a screwdriver, trying to dig out Jia Yao's most tender and wanton pleasure. His mouth and hands were also busy showing off their skills, licking, pinching, sucking, pulling, twisting, and turning. Her tender vagina felt the gentle yet intense sensuality, while her breasts endured the slightly rough yet even more provocative ravaging. Jia Yao quickly couldn't stand this unprecedented intense stimulation. Waves of pleasure, like being struck by lightning, flowed through her body. Her sexual desire was completely released, and she let out a high-pitched moan.
"Ahhh...husband...Yaoyao is going to lose it...ahhh...fuck Yaoyao...I'm going to climax...ahhhhh..."
Facing Jiayao's tight vaginal opening contracting, the husband felt intense pleasure. He took a deep breath, trying to suppress the urge to ejaculate. He didn't want to surrender to this beauty so quickly. He wanted to fully enjoy this wonderful and charming body. But when a stream of hot, flowing fluid from deep within Jiayao poured onto the urethral opening of his engorged glans, his ejaculation gate felt like it had been struck by a thunderbolt. No matter how hard the husband held his breath and tried to hold back, he couldn't help but shudder a few times and ejaculate half of his bullet.
Jiayao was immersed in the wonderful climax. Perhaps it was the effect of the alcohol, or perhaps it was the sense of possession after losing and regaining something. The feeling tonight was particularly intense. Before the intense lovemaking, she couldn't help but reach climax. At the same time, she could feel the thickening of her husband's glans before ejaculation and the hot semen that gushed out. She could tell that her husband did not seem to have reached his full ejaculation yet. There would definitely be another wave of passion to come. Thinking of this, Jiayao's face flushed with a blush of shyness and anticipation.
The feeling of helplessness filled the husband with a strange sense of humiliation. He took a deep breath, spread Jia Yao's legs into an M-shape, revealing her wet vulva clearly. He grabbed Jia Yao's smooth ankles and thrust his hips forcefully. His strong muscles and thick penis collided with Jia Yao's tender thighs and the depths of her vagina, producing obscene sounds. Jia Yao was overwhelmed by this onslaught, panting and moaning incessantly.
With his glans extremely sensitive, the husband couldn't hold on for long. His hot, viscous semen, carrying a hint of resentment and anger, was injected deep into Jia Yao. Although Jiayao, who had been enveloped in the white, viscous love fluid, did not reach orgasm again, her entire body felt incredibly soft and satisfied with the sexual experience.
Despite having ejaculated, her husband's penis remained hard and erect inside her. Jiayao wrapped her soft arms around her husband's neck, her voice after the orgasm particularly sweet and seductive: "Husband, you were so strong and amazing today..."
Her husband did not respond directly. Although he did not move his waist, he still licked Jiayao's beautiful face with his tongue, sucking on her lips. His thirsty hands caressed the inside of Jiayao's sensitive thighs, while the other hand occupied her smooth waist, demonstrating his desire through his actions.
Despite her husband's aggressive advances, Jiayao offered no resistance. Her hands passionately caressed his back, her legs spread wide, and she murmured, "Husband...don't leave me again...Mmm...I love you so much...Ah..."
Her husband continued to possess her, his intense possessiveness and persistent need culminating in the simplest of words whispered in her ear: "You're mine...you're mine..."
"It's yours... Husband... I'll always be yours..." Jia Yao excitedly hugged her husband tightly, murmuring in response. Tears welled up in her eyes, all of which were received by her husband's greedy mouth. "Husband... I'll always be your Yao Yao... Yao Yao who will love you for a lifetime... I want you to love me too..."
As she spoke, Jia Yao swayed her hips gently, her legs tightly encircling her husband's strong buttocks, actively letting his hard penis scrape inside her, panting with the rhythm as she expressed the deepest and most intense feelings.
Jia Yao's tightly intertwined legs were spread apart and hoisted onto her husband's shoulders. Her smooth knees pressed against her full, tender breasts under his controlling movements. No longer passive, her husband activated his powerful motor, the piston-like motion thrusting in and out rapidly expanding Jia Yao's sea of desire.
"Ah...so...sexy...this...movement...so...sexy...ah...so...deep...ah ah ah..." Jia Yao tried to express her shyness about the position, but her husband's rapid and intense thrusting quickly broke her words into incoherent phrases. Pleasure, like a lit fuse, rapidly burned and rushed to her brain, replacing words with satisfied moans.
The husband's strong thighs slammed against Jia Yao's soft groin, the sounds of their passionate physical conquest echoing repeatedly. His large hands encircled Jia Yao's neck, forcing her watery gaze to fall upon their wanton yet shameful union. Her tender labia, bruised and flushed with erotic hue, glistened with shameful, wet juices. Under the rough and forceful thrusting, it smacked into obscene, fishy white bubbles, exuding a strong stench. With each violent thrust of the penis, it filled her entire vulva, making her already erotic labia even more obscene, exceeding Jia Yao's limit of shame. Like an ostrich, she turned her head away and closed her eyes, unwilling to accept the lewd appearance of her own body.
The human body is structured in balance. When you close one door, you open another window. With her eyes closed, Jia Yao felt an intense pleasure—whether it was the strange sensation of her beautiful knees rubbing against her pink nipples, the fleshy impact of her tender thighs and plump buttocks, or the fiery, throbbing passion deep within her—far more sensitive than when her eyes were open. With each vigorous thrust from her husband, waves of pleasure washed over her. The water surged and intensified rapidly, layer upon layer, until Jia Yao could no longer resist. Her beautiful back arched into a stunning, sensual curve, her lips parted, but unlike before, she didn't let out a loud moan. Instead, a low, slightly hoarse, yet passionate groan escaped from deep within her throat. Her hands gripped the sheets tightly, her whole body convulsing with satisfaction.
When had her husband ever given her such an orgasm? Perhaps it was during the early stages of their courtship. But that time had passed for an unknown period, long forgotten. For countless days, her husband had been immersed in his own release and his peculiar fetishes, no longer considering her needs, no longer satisfying and conquering her through physical intimacy. But today, that long-dormant feeling had been rekindled, and her husband, like a fierce general on the battlefield, was conquering her with overwhelming force.
Jia Yao was lost in memories, but someone was still unsatisfied. At this moment, her husband, Nan Bangguo, was still deeply inside her. He gently turned her body to the side, lifting her long, smooth legs into a "swallow's return" position. His unruly tongue slid across her beautiful bare ankle, leaving a wet trail.
"Tsk tsk... what a wonderful taste." He finished speaking, his lower body slowly twisting, his mouth indulging in the indescribable beauty of her tender feet. His large mouth lightly and quickly kissed her ankles and insteps like a chicken pecking at rice, his nose sinking into her toes, greedily inhaling the unique, pungent scent of Jia Yao's feet.
"Husband... no... it's dirty there..." Jia Yao, seeing her husband's actions, shyly tried to pull her foot away, but her husband's strong hands gripped it tightly, pressing it against his chest, as if he had received an extremely precious treasure and wouldn't let go.
"No, in my eyes, there's not a single dirty spot on your body." He said, sticking out his tongue and licking a greedy, domineering mark on the sole of her foot.
Jiayao wanted to say something, but her husband's tongue began to skillfully move between her toes. Every time his tongue brushed against her fair, jade-like toes, which looked as if they were exquisitely handcrafted, Jiayao's body would tremble. When he touched the hollow between her toes and soles, the slightly tingling itching sensation made Jiayao's whole body tremble sensitively, as if she were being electrocuted. Her muscles would tense up in waves, and her vagina would clench even tighter around his large penis.
Sensing Jia Yao's response, the husband licked even more carefully and vigorously, rhythmically thrusting his penis deep into her vagina when her vagina was tightly clenched, the rhythmic impact creating a strange, tingling sensation on her soles. The intense scraping of her tender vagina by his large penis created a novel and pleasurable sensation she had never experienced before.
"Mmm...husband...ah...it feels...ahh...so strange...ah..."
"What does it feel like? Tell me..." the husband asked rhythmically, his tongue quickly sweeping across the most sensitive soles of her feet, one hand caressing her thigh and occasionally kneading her round, perky buttocks.
"It's so itchy...but...ah...so tingly...so numb...ahhh..." Jia Yao moaned seductively in response.
"Is it comfortable?" her husband asked, deliberately thrusting deeper into her, causing Jia Yao to let out a series of seductive moans.
"Ahhh...so...comfortable..." Despite the shameful answer, Jia Yao's pretty face flushed a deep red, whether from shyness or passion, but she still answered softly amidst her seductive gasps.
"Next...I'll make you feel even more comfortable..." he said, reluctantly lowering her long, beautiful legs and rolling her over into a doggy style, his hands gripping her pert buttocks.
Jiayao saw her buttocks being lifted high into an animal-like position by her husband. Although it wasn't the first time for the long-married couple, she still felt ashamed of this position. Her dirty anus was exposed to her husband's eyes, and Jiayao shyly covered it with her hands.
"No... don't look like that..."
Her husband took the opportunity to grab her hands with one hand and hold her buttocks with the other, twisting his waist.
"Don't do this... then... what do you want me to do..." Her husband's broad chest pressed against Jiayao's beautiful back, his teasing breath on her ear, his deliberately slip of the tongue provoking Jiayao.
"Ah... I... I don't know... ah ah... I just... don't want to be..." Jiayao was at a loss, overwhelmed by her husband's shameful and lewd words. She couldn't explain the reason for her shame.
"Don't want to be fucked?" At this point, the husband suddenly stopped, his penis withdrawing from Jia Yao's wet vagina. His hands grasped Jia Yao's breasts from behind, kneading and pinching her erect nipples.
The sudden interruption of pleasure left Jia Yao feeling an indescribable emptiness. She turned her head and said, "It's not like that... it's... it's..."
Jia Yao hesitated, but her husband increased the pressure. His penis, which had been withdrawn, returned to her vagina, but only lightly touched the entrance, refusing to penetrate. Perhaps even Jia Yao didn't realize that she was currently twisting her hips, searching for that hot, passionate flesh.
"Then what is it like..." her husband pressed.
"Hmm...yes...hmm...I don't want my dirty anus to be seen so clearly..."
After saying that, Jiayao shyly buried her face in the pillow. But this ostrich-like mentality of burying her head in the sand caused her fair and round buttocks to stick up high. Her anus, which made Jiayao feel dirty and ashamed, was completely exposed in front of her husband, which was the most discordant inverse proportion to Jiayao's mentality.
"I said...you are my Jiayao...in my eyes, there is no dirty place...including your asshole...my Jiayao, you excite me, you impulsively make me want to absorb everything about you into my body. Now, I will use my Southern Kingdom to punish you properly, to make you remember these words." After making this domineering "declaration," the husband's penis once again penetrated deep into Jiayao's tight vagina.
The previous orgasm and the current surge of lust had already made Jiayao feel so comfortable that she was almost unconscious. She could no longer hear her husband's declaration clearly. She only knew that when that thick, hot Southern Kingdom entered her tight vagina, it once again hit her most sensitive spot, making Jiayao moan passionately.
"Ah...husband...ah...I love you...I love you...ah..." Jia Yao's words were overwhelmed by pleasure, reduced to a single, continuous murmur and moan.
"I love you too, next...I'll make you feel even better...so good you'll die..."
The words had barely finished when her husband's hands gripped her firm buttocks tightly, suddenly increasing the force and frequency of his thrusts, penetrating deeply into her most tender clitoris and the most vulnerable depths of her womb. Jia Yao couldn't withstand the intense pleasure and surged into orgasm. The husband, who was experiencing indescribable pleasure from being gripped by those suddenly tight flesh walls, was unwilling to stop. Instead, he increased the frequency of his thrusts. Her fair and round buttocks turned red under the rapid "slap slap slap slap" of flesh hitting flesh. Accompanied by the lewd "plop plop" sounds of her wet vagina being powerfully thrust into, along with Jia Yao's confused and lost moans and her husband's beast-like heavy breathing, a quartet of extreme lewdness was played.
"Ah...so deep...ah...husband...ah...it's...reached...I can't take it anymore...ah...I'm...I'm going to come again...ah...I'm going to die...I'm going to die...ah...ah..."
After more than a thousand rapid and intense thrusts, Jia Yao felt each orgasm more intense than the last, rising endlessly. Her body temperature rose, causing her fair skin to flush a lustful, seductive red. Her muscles went from tense to a bone-deep softness. At the moment her husband ejaculated, Jia Yao felt a moment of blankness, and she collapsed onto the bed, completely numb.
The passion of the night hadn't subsided when Jiayao regained consciousness. Her husband had changed positions, gently caressing her, preparing for the next conquest. Although Jiayao pleaded with her languid, seductive voice, it only hastened the start of the next battle. Jiayao lost count of how many times she fainted and woke up. Each frenzy brought her a deadly experience she had never had before. Even as her husband used his arm as a pillow, tenderly embracing her, and she drifted off to sleep contentedly, the culprit of the night was still not withdrawn from her tender flesh.
When Jiayao woke up, her husband was no longer by her bedside. Looking at the time, it was already noon the next day. She stretched lazily, only then realizing she was still naked under the covers. She looked around but couldn't see her clothes, and besides that, she had no other clothes. Even in a hotel room, Jiayao was still uncomfortable walking around naked.
Just as she was worrying about this, Jiayao noticed a neatly folded bathrobe on the bedside table. Next to it were a cup of soy sauce, a vegetable roll, and a small bowl of rice porridge—clearly, someone had prepared it for her. Remembering how her husband, who used to insist on cooking and tidying her up the day after passionate encounters, was now so considerate, Jiayao smiled happily.
Seeing the food, Jiayao felt a little hungry. She went to the small table and ate a few bites of soy milk and vegetable rolls. Just as she was about to put on her bathrobe, she realized that she hadn't washed since last night and felt sticky all over
. So she picked up her bathrobe and went into the bathroom, ready to take a good shower. Hot water rushed over Jiayao's fair skin. Despite being a wife and having a child in elementary school, there were no signs of aging on Jiayao's skin. She still maintained the smoothness and firmness of a young girl, but her demeanor exuded a mature and alluring charm. After last night's passionate embrace, that mature and seductive charm emanated from her very soul.
The mature and perfect curves in the mirror were blurred by the rising steam. Jia Yao, with shower gel in her slender hands, caressed her full, round, and smooth breasts. The white skin of her breasts still bore the red marks of the passionate pleasure of last night. Seeing the marks left by last night, Jia Yao shyly rubbed her hands to make fine bubbles, and shyly covered them with the lotion, then rubbed and washed her mature and sexy body.
Just because you can't see it doesn't mean it doesn't exist. As Jiayao applied the ointment, she recalled her husband from last night. He seemed like a completely different person, his skillful and versatile techniques now incredibly refined. Unlike before, when he was as clumsy and monotonous as a headless fly, he was now delicate, gentle, and patiently exploring her erogenous zones, arousing her to a full-blown state and giving her a pleasure and passion she had never experienced before. Jiayao's fingers unconsciously slipped to that wild source of passion. Last night's intense labor had left her plump, fertile vulva flushed with a lustful red, even a little swollen and painful; but this feeling wasn't the pain of injury, but an indescribable, strange pain, even somewhat... pleasurable.
Her husband's "bad thing," which she both loved and hated, seemed to have undergone some kind of surgery. Both its girth and length were twice as large as before, filling her tender hole completely. Its endurance and the novel positions that made her both ashamed and adorable allowed her to experience what people meant by the ecstasy and the deadly pleasure of an orgasm.
As she thought about it, Jiayao felt a stirring of lust in her lower body, and she couldn't help but curse herself for becoming so lewd, yet there was also a hint of satisfied happiness in her heart. Calling her promiscuous might be an exaggeration. Although she was a strong female officer, she was still a woman with sexual desires. Under her husband's selfish indulgence for a long time, her physical desires only accumulated with each unsatisfaction. Although same-sex love in the military could provide some relief, gentle drizzle was ultimately not enough to quench her parched desires. Last night was a climax. Under her husband's seemingly divinely inspired and vigorous conquest, Jia Yao's desires were completely released, and she achieved unprecedented satisfaction. Naturally, she developed a slight addiction to that ecstatic pleasure, which is understandable.
Jia Yao's slender fingers, tinged with a hint of desire and mostly shyness, gently caressed those tender lips. Reason told her she couldn't go any deeper, couldn't continue, but her legs defied her will, straddling the edge of the bathtub, her slippery vulva pressed tightly against it. Her slender waist defied the cry of reason, twisting in shame as her fingers kneaded and trembled on that sensitive clitoris.
The feeling was so pleasurable, so irresistible. Jia Yao picked up the showerhead, the powerful jet of water briefly washing over her body before moving to her yearning, sensitive lower body. Although she shouldn't be so indulgent, the powerful jet of water hitting her labia sent waves of tingling pleasure through Jiayao, gradually intensifying her ecstasy.
Just as Jiayao was about to lose herself in the rising passion, a bell rang in the room, abruptly interrupting her desire. She hurriedly dried herself, haphazardly tied her bathrobe, and went to the door, peeking out through the peephole. She saw someone outside say, "Guest, your laundry is ready."
Seeing that it really was a waiter, Jiayao opened the door and took the bag from the waiter's hand.
After the waiter left, Jiayao casually placed the bag on the bed. Her enthusiasm interrupted, she didn't continue her shameful and lewd masturbation. She went into the bathroom to get a towel, and while drying her wet hair, she went to the vanity mirror. Looking at her radiant reflection, she thought about her earlier actions and silently cursed herself for being so lewd.
While drying her hair, Jiayao noticed her phone on the vanity table, next to another phone and a battery. She hadn't seen the other phone before, and thought it might be her husband's new one. Therefore, Jiayao continued combing her hair without giving it a second thought.
After tidying up, Jiayao picked up her phone, only to find it was on. She had turned it off in a fit of anger after a fight with her husband, but now, for some reason, it was still on.
Perhaps her husband had turned it on for her, Jiayao thought to herself.
She casually played with her phone, and suddenly, her happy smile vanished, replaced by a chilling dread, her whole body trembling.
Just then, the door opened, and someone said, "Sister Jiayao, come and see, I bought you a few sets of underwear, see if they fit; also, I bought you a set of casual clothes, you looked too sexy in that last night, I don't want you to go back to the unit dressed like that."
Jiayao impulsively threw her phone at the person, who dodged, and with a loud thud, the phone was broken.
"Chen Yanting, you beast! You used my phone to film that stuff! You bastard! You pervert!" Jiayao screamed, two streaks of tears of grief and anger on her face. The person she had been wildly making love with all night wasn't her beloved husband, but her subordinate in the army, her drinking buddy from yesterday, Chen Yanting. How could Jiayao not be angry and heartbroken upon learning this?
Just now, while Jiayao was flipping through her phone, she found a new folder containing several photos and a short video. From the thumbnails, she could tell that they were of herself from last night: topless photos, sex photos, and a close-up of her genitals, her shameful vulva dripping with lustful fluids and the man's white semen. Seeing only these few photos, Jiayao would only think her husband was a pervert, imitating others by taking such selfies. But when she opened the video file, she collapsed. It still showed her sexual encounter from the previous night, but the male voice in the video wasn't her husband's. At that moment, she felt dizzy and disoriented; she knew she had been drugged and raped.
Chen Yanting calmly picked up the broken phone, unhurriedly walked to Jiayao, and said, "Sister Jiayao..."
A loud slap landed heavily on Yanting, who was about to speak, leaving a clear five-finger mark on her left cheek. Jiayao, tears streaming down her face, roared angrily, "I have a husband! How could you... how could you!"
"Sister Jiayao, he betrayed you." Yanting's words were like salt, poured harshly onto Jiayao's wounds.
"I love him! I love him!" Her husband's infidelity, her subordinate's rape—Jiayao didn't want to touch anything. She covered her ears tightly with her hands, trying to escape it all, desperately repeating the same words.
"He doesn't deserve it!" Yanting was also overcome with emotion. She pried Jiayao's hands off, making Jiayao face her. Yanting said, "I love you, Jiayao, I love you!"
"No! I don't want to! You beast, get away! Don't touch me! Beast! Bitch! Let go!" Jiayao had lost all maturity and the strength of a soldier. She was like a helpless girl, desperately cursing, crying, and screaming.
How could Yanting let go? He went further and violated Jiayao, his big mouth covering Jiayao's trembling lips. Jiayao didn't know to bite down; she only knew to dodge like a weak woman.
Their advances and dodges swept everything off the dressing table, creating a clattering sound. Jia Yao struggled desperately but couldn't overpower the muscular Yan Ting. Her mind was a jumbled mess of fighting techniques she'd learned in the military, and she couldn't recall a single one.
Jia Yao was pressed against the dressing table, her round, pert buttocks half-sitting on it. Yan Ting pinned her hands to the mirror with one hand, while his other hand and muscular body spread her legs apart. Her bathrobe, which had come undone during the struggle, revealed her fair, smooth breasts and lush, sexy black pubic hair—a beautiful sight of flesh exposed to Yan Ting.
Although Jiayao knew this wasn't the first time Yanting had seen her body, last night she had been drugged and raped, and the object of her affection was still her husband. Now, however, she was completely conscious, her naked body exposed to Yanting's lewd and unrestrained gaze.
Jiayao knew what she was about to be treated, and she no longer seemed as out of control as before. Her cold eyes revealed resentment; as people often say, if looks could kill, she would have torn Yanting to pieces right now.
Yanting looked into Jiayao's eyes, his gaze filled with love, but this didn't deter his continued assault. He took Jia Yao's firm, white breasts into his mouth, his tongue lightly licking and teasing her pink nipples; his other hand caressed her vulva.
The movements were so familiar, the teasing technique still so superb, just like last night, but Jia Yao's heart was no longer as fiery as it had been last night, because the person before her was no longer her beloved husband, but her subordinate who had raped her.
Jia Yao hated Yan Ting, and was heartbroken by the shattering of the last glimmer of hope in her heart. Her husband had really cheated on her; he hadn't turned back, there were no text messages to try and win her back, no phone calls to beg for an apology. Perhaps this isn't even the more tragic part. Without affection, love, or any other connection, she found her vagina, under Yanting's teasing, shamelessly becoming wet, her body's desire and pleasure spreading wantonly.
There were no sweet words, no gentle caresses, no much foreplay; just like her husband's monotonous teasing of her three points, her body still shamelessly generated desire. Was she really so shameless and despicable? If Jiayao's suffering under her husband's infidelity and Yanting's rape was like falling into hell, then her current physical reaction could be said to have plunged her to the eighteenth level of hell, leaving her utterly disheartened.
"Ah..." She was finally raped. Yan Ting's thick, hard penis pierced her tender vagina, causing Jia Yao to groan. But the groan wasn't as seductive as last night's; it was cold and mechanical, containing only heartache, pain, and even despair.
At this moment, Jia Yao's passion and lust were separated by a moat. Her body still experienced pleasure and orgasms, but her mind was as still as water, without the slightest ripple.
Yan Ting wasn't as vigorous as last night, but he still brought Jia Yao to two orgasms before ejaculating. It was over. That was Jia Yao's only thought after Yan Ting pulled out his penis.
Afterwards, Yanting took her to the bathroom, where he personally washed her body again, naturally leaving her hands and feet unclean, but Jiayao paid no attention.
Once everything was over, Jiayao refused to wear the sexy and beautiful outfit she had worn the night before. Instead, she coldly put on the casual clothes Yanting had bought for her, her eyes filled with lingering resentment as she looked at him.
"Sister Jiayao, no matter what you think of me, I truly love you. As for how you treat me when you go back to the unit, or even if you call the police, I won't complain. If you want to stay here, I've already paid for today's room, so you can stay without worry. If you don't want to stay here, I've already brought your car over; it's in the parking lot, and the key is here."
Despite her immense resentment towards Yanting, Jiayao was still touched by his thoughtfulness and gentleness.
But was Yanting really without any ulterior motives? Jiayao hadn't looked at Yanting's phone; surely there was something on it? Playing hard to get and feigning deep affection were common tactics used by seasoned lovers. How could Jiayao have imagined that this was a necessary step in breaking down the barriers in her heart?
Yanting left, and Jiayao packed her things and left the hotel. She drove off, but didn't know where to go.
Suicide? Calling the police? Jiayao had considered these options, but what about her child? Her only support now was her child in elementary school. Raising a child required money, so she couldn't be without a job. The military was a closed society; if she called the police, there would be no shortage of trouble. Could she still stay in the military then? If she left the military, how could she find a good job in today's economically depressed society? Besides, after serving in the military for so long, whether she could adapt to modern society was still a question.
She made up her mind that no matter what, she would stay with her child.
And so, she went to her parents' home to spend the weekend with her children. With their company, she temporarily forgot about her painful experiences and happily spent the time with them until Sunday night when she returned to her unit.
Finally, I've written this far. Only with this ending can I truly savor the thrill of being a female officer.
Returning to her unit is where I really want to write about it! The allure of a female officer lies in her uniform; without it, no matter how beautiful she is, she's just an alluring young woman.
The flagpole on the rooftop, the balcony, the sentry post, the recreation room, the storeroom, the bathrooms, the toilets, the officers' quarters, even the area in front of the sheepfold (my unit used to raise sheep, and had a sheepfold, although they stopped raising them when I served, the pen is still there)—these places are truly wonderful for female officers!
However, inspiration comes and goes, and the day of completion is truly… (sigh)

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