[Laundry Controversy]

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Hey, Xiao Zhuang, this is Jia Rong. Are you busy right now?"

"Oh, Jia Rong, how are you? Still alive? What, playing mahjong again? I'm busy right now!"

"Damn it, teacher! You never say anything nice when we meet. I was thinking of doing business with you, but forget it, I'll go find another

classmate. Goodbye!"

"Hey! Big brother, don't hang up yet, just kidding, don't be so angry. What good deal do you want

me to make money off?"

"I'm planning to go to Bali soon. I heard you're the Bali prince, so I want to join your

company 's tour, and I'll only go if you lead it!"

"Oh, is that what it is? What's the problem? If it's Jia Rong's problem, it's my

problem . It's just that I'm currently suspended from leading tours!"

"What? Who knocked down your pillar? This is news!"

"Okay, let's not talk about it. How about this, come to my company first, I'll show you the itinerary, and

we meet."

Xiao Zhuang may not have much else to offer, but he's certainly got a lot of romantic escapades. The reason I recently wanted to go to Bali was because Xiao

Zhuang always seems to have some kind of romantic encounter while leading tours, and he always comes back bragging about it to us, making me really want to check it out myself. However, when he introduced Xin Yi to us, we believed it was true. As for whether they actually did *that* kind of thing, I have no idea, since he told me that in private (for those who don't know, please refer to the article "A Romantic Trip to Bali"). 　　We agreed to meet at the Dante Cafe near his company. He arrived shortly after I got there, and the cafe was already packed with salespeople from all sorts of industries. I finally found a seat and listened to him explain the itinerary and all the necessary procedures. After a while, my curiosity got the better of me again; I wanted to know what had happened to him that made him so unlucky lately. 　　"I don't know what's wrong with me lately, everything's just going wrong. First, the guests' departure date is approaching but their documents aren't ready yet, then a tour they booked was canceled at the last minute, and Xinyi is breaking up with me again. I really don't know which god I didn't pray to and is still punishing me!" 　　"I think you've been with some woman and ended up not paying, so she's cast a spell or curse on you!" 　　"Pah! I always pay when I go out, unless she's willing. If you think paying her is an insult , that's a different story. Don't ruin my reputation. Speaking of which, I'm wondering if it's related to ?" 　　"Underwear?" Of course it wasn't his; it must be related to a woman. At this point, my energy returned , and I started using my relentless interrogation skills, injecting some new life into my otherwise exhausted and inventive brain . 　　"Hmm, now that you've reminded me, it really does seem like that. The more I think about it, the scarier it gets." 　　"Extremely scary?" 　　"Terrifying...!" Xiao Zhuang said, making his signature hand gesture. 　　"Hahaha, stop fooling around, just tell me what happened!" 　　"Okay, okay, I'll tell you, but don't tell anyone else, and don't post it on the website . Look at what you wrote about me and Xin Yi last time, and then someone forwarded that article to her, and Xin Yi and I argued for days, and she wouldn't let me touch her. Seriously, I hadn't even kissed her yet!" 　　"Okay, well, you two have already hit a home run, so don't worry about it too much. And I promise I won't tell anyone else." 　　Heaven knows, if the story isn't exciting, I'll be bombarded with insults and criticisms by netizens , and I can't even guarantee to myself that I'll keep my promise. 　　　　　*** *** *** *** 　　A month ago, I returned from leading a tour group in Thailand. It was already past 11 PM when I got home. I planned to shower and go to bed , but I saw that my laundry basket was piled high with clothes from almost two weeks ago, and I didn't have any spares for the next day. So, after showering, I took my dirty clothes to a nearby coin-operated laundromat. Luckily, it was open 24/7, otherwise I would have gone to work the next day smelling like a man. 　　When I got there, there was no one there, only one or two washing machines running. Although the shop was brightly lit , everything was self-service, even the money exchange machine, so it felt a little scary. I didn't care; I just wanted to finish washing my clothes quickly and go home to sleep. 　　After throwing my clothes in, putting in the money, and starting the wash, I sat bored in a chair staring at the washing machine as it spun around. I almost fell asleep, almost hypnotically. 　　"Haha, you're really bored! Can't you find something to look at?" 　　"Don't interrupt me, or I'll stop talking." 　　After a while, the automatic door opened, and a girl walked in. She looked very cute, much like a beautiful girl named Wang Yujie. She was about sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing frameless glasses. She looked very innocent, and had a good figure, with curves in all the right places. I really wanted to rush up and deflower her. 　　But she came in expressionlessly carrying a large bag of clothes, and she was wearing an all-white tracksuit. When I first saw her, I was almost startled, thinking I was going to encounter a ghost. Luckily, when the light shone on her, I saw her shadow on the ground, and I breathed a sigh of relief. 　　She seemed not to see me at all, tossing the bag of dirty clothes into the empty washing machine next to me. Then , incredibly, she started taking off her clothes one by one and throwing them into the machine too—first her sports top and shorts, then her sports bra and underwear. When she stood naked in front of the washing machine, her back curves suggested she was a well-developed young woman; her fair skin appeared even more rosy under the light, instantly making my penis hard. 　　After she put the money in and the washing machine started running, she seemed to finally notice me. She walked over to me , knelt down without a word, unzipped my pants, took out my penis, and started giving me a blowjob. The tightness was unprecedented. Watching her skillfully suck and lick my penis, her technique was so good it was hard to believe she was so young, or perhaps she was already experienced. 　　Without waiting for me to ask her anything, she stood up, turned her back to me, grabbed my penis, and...

I sat down heavily, inserting my penis directly into her pink vulva and starting to wiggle my hips, making me wonder

if someone had given her aphrodisiacs. The pleasurable sensation made me disregard everything else

and began to thrust in and out of her wanton cunt in response.

She began to moan softly, those barely audible sounds of her desire deliberately suppressed, which

ignited the lust within me. At this point, I no longer held back, thrusting harder and harder into her

wet, tender cunt.

At first, I was worried she wouldn't be able to take it, but looking at her smug, wanton expression, I figured she wasn't

some innocent

girl. Coming here to do laundry so late and doing this kind of thing with me—if she wasn't a prostitute, she must be the kind of slut who hangs out with delinquents. So, I figured I might as well take advantage of her; since she

'd come to me, I had to take good care of her. And so I thrust even harder into her cunt.

"Alright, that's enough! I think you've either encountered a ghost or are dreaming. What kind of woman would do

something like that!" I couldn't listen anymore. I knew Xiao Zhuang was just bluffing.

"Huh? How did you know I was dreaming? I suddenly woke up when I heard the sound of the automatic door opening and closing. So

I really was dreaming. But I felt so embarrassed because I was so half asleep that I

rode my bike out wearing only my boxer shorts and forgot to wear my pants. Then I fell asleep after the washing machine started spinning and started

having a wet dream. And then my little brother suddenly got erect and was pressed down by my pants, so that's why I had that tight, pleasurable

feeling."

At this point, I couldn't hold back anymore and sprayed the mouthful of coffee I had just drunk, along with my saliva, all over Xiao Zhuang's face.

I started laughing hysterically on the table. Everyone around us stopped and looked at us. Xiao Zhuang,

embarrassed, went to the bathroom to wash her face, which was covered in coffee.

Seeing Xiao Zhuang come out after washing up, still looking like a bird with water droplets on his face, I couldn't help but laugh so hard

I bent over . Then, suppressing my laughter, I asked him, "That low moaning sound was...?"

"It was the washing machine."

"Was that little sister also the beauty of your dreams?"

"No, there really was such a sister, but she had already finished washing her clothes and was about to leave. When she saw me

, she called me a pervert. That's when I realized that she had accidentally seen a little bit of my swollen glans."

At this point, I was laughing so hard I almost burst into tears. The people at the next table looked at me and thought I was having a mental breakdown, so

they all moved away, afraid I might do something dangerous.

"Big brother, stop laughing. People are already scared away. If you laugh again, I'm leaving."

I finally managed to control my emotions, but tears were still welling up in my eyes. That

feeling of wanting to laugh but not being able to was really painful.

"Okay, stop pretending and tell me the story of those panties!"

She was probably too nervous then, and accidentally left a pair of white silk panties on the ground.

Although they were a little dirty, I figured they might be hers. Driven by curiosity, and seeing no one around,

I quickly picked them up, stuffed them into the plastic bag with my clothes, and then casually

dried my clothes before taking them home.

"So what? What does it have to do with your recent bad luck?"

"Just let me finish!"

That day, after I got home, I carefully took out the panties and looked at them. I still couldn't believe that girls

these days and sniffed them.

The freshly washed, slightly scented fragrance assaulted my olfactory senses, making it

unbearable I pulled out my penis, wrapped it around my underwear, and started masturbating, fantasizing about meeting that girl again,

becoming friends with her, or even sleeping with her. I ejaculated twice on her underwear before reluctantly

tossing it in the trash and going to sleep.

For the next few days, I went to that laundromat after work, hoping to run into her. I stayed

until almost midnight before going home, almost like an old man watching a movie

in a theater that doesn't clear the audience, bringing two lunchboxes and spending the whole day there. A week passed like this, and finally, I saw her again.

That night, I was lucky. She seemed to be in a hurry to use the restroom, and no one was there.

She threw her clothes on the floor and rushed to the toilet. I immediately went to the bag of clothes,

nervously opened it, and quickly rummaged through it, hoping to find her underwear.

My efforts paid off; I found a few pieces of her underwear at the very bottom of the bag of clothes. Afraid she'd become

suspicious , I only picked out a pair of black, sheer lace thongs and stuffed them into my pocket, then quickly put the bag back in its original position and

hurried out. Just then, she came out of the bathroom, and the thrill and tension of being caught filled me with inexplicable

excitement.

Rushing home, still trembling with excitement, I took out the stolen sexy

thongs with trembling hands. They were still warm to the touch, probably from when she'd just changed. This made me take

a deep sniff; the strong smell of urine mixed with a hint of vaginal fluid almost made me faint with pleasure. Then

, imagining her lewd appearance in those thongs, I masturbated several more times before finally going to sleep.

"I didn't realize you were such a pervert!"

"Hey, big brother, you have no idea what that stolen thrill feels like. You should try it sometime."

"Forget it, I don't have that kind of fetish. So what happened next?"

Later, I finally found out that she went to that laundromat every Thursday, so I would

go there at that time to buy her underwear.

Just a week ago, I was waiting for her outside at her usual time.

Time passed by, and finally I saw her familiar figure arrive. I pretended to be

doing laundry, but I was secretly looking for an opportunity to make a move.

Luckily, I didn't know if she was careless or doing it on purpose, but she left a pair of red transparent

thongs in the wash and they fell next to me. As she continued to

throw dirty clothes into , I suddenly gave her a stiff smile, glancing at the panties out of the corner of my eye.

Then, I slowly and carefully pulled the panties under my foot, stepping on

them to hide them from her.

I was incredibly nervous. I figured if I was caught, I could just say I accidentally

stepped on it, and at most, I'd give it back to her—that should be fine!

Just as I was taking advantage of her inattention to grab the warm, unwashed, and smelly underwear I'd just gotten my hands on

, someone behind me shouted, "Hey, you bastard! You dare steal your grandmother's

underwear You're really not afraid of getting styes! Good heavens, don't run away, come with your grandmother to the police station! You're still running?

Come back here..."

"Um, sorry, I accidentally stepped on it, I didn't take it for you. Ah-sang, don't be angry!"

I thought I'd really been caught this time, and quickly recited the lines I'd prepared. But instead, there was

a "bang" behind me, followed by shouts and the sound of chasing and beating, which gradually faded away. Looking back, I saw

that another pervert had been caught stealing and was being chased.

Just when I thought Horika was there, a pair of familiar feet appeared in front of me.

It She finally showed a rare, bright smile and reached out to look at me.

"Um...you are...I..."

"Big brother, didn't you 'find' my grandma's panties? Can you give them back to me?"

"You mean...this...panties...are your...grandma's?"

"Yes, thank you! I misunderstood you, big brother. That day I accidentally saw your 'thing,' and

I thought you were that perverted bastard. But now we've caught the real culprit, I'm sorry."

"It's nothing, but...your grandma...is really fashionable, wearing such sexy underwear. Here,

take them back, but I'm sorry if you got them dirty!"

At that moment, I felt like I'd been struck by lightning. Those sexy panties I'd stolen to masturbate with were actually her

grandma's, not hers. Just thinking about it made the food I'd just eaten churn in my stomach, and

a feeling of nausea and vomiting surged up. After learning the truth and my illusions shattered, all I wanted to do was rush

home and throw up.

After an awkward laugh, I stiffly held the old lady's underwear in my hand and handed it back to the girl with

a trembling, uneasy heart. Then, forgetting that I hadn't finished washing my clothes, I rushed back

to wash my penis several times, almost washing the glans raw!

And ever since then, bad luck has truly struck, probably largely due to that underwear!

"Waaah...hahahaha...um...sorry, that was just too funny. Xiao Zhuang, that's

the funniest joke I heard in 2001. Sorry, I have to go now. This meal's on me. Let's keep

in touch another day, bye!"

I forced back my laughter, quickly paid the bill, went back to my car, started the engine, and with the air conditioning

on I laughed for almost ten minutes before driving off. I wonder what funny things he'll do next.

[The End]

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