[A 17-year-old boy left me helpless] (18)

Chapter 18

Mo Xiaoyan felt things were very subtle. From her wife's behavior tonight, she could tell that if it was just

a casual fling, she wouldn't be coming back. Judging from her actions after the phone call,

she wouldn't act this way unless he held a significant place in her heart. Her excuse about being afraid he was drunk and causing trouble was just that—an excuse

. Besides, given her wife's personality, she should have been angry by now.

Her wife took out her phone and sent a message. It was clear she felt a little relieved. It seemed

her decision was entirely in her wife's favor. But Mo Xiaoyan felt very uncomfortable. She felt even more

resentful towards Feng Quan. His phone calls had ruined their plans today.

Although her wife had offered to go to her house, her wife's agreement still bothered her. She thought that her longtime friend

was less important than this young lover, which added to her displeasure. But she decided to deal with the immediate situation first and not make her friend

feel awkward. She could have a deeper conversation with her later.

The road conditions were good, and she arrived home smoothly. The two went upstairs first. After opening the door, Mo Xiaoyan said, "You

wait for him, I'm going out."

"No, no need, Xiaoyan, really! Don't go out, if you go out I'm leaving!" his wife said anxiously.

"What am I doing at home? I'll be in your way!" Mo Xiaoyan smiled and said,

"I told you, I'm just talking to him, telling him not to cause trouble. He's still a child at times.

It's not what you think. Don't go out. I'm already very grateful that you provided the place. I

really can't bear to let you go out." His wife said earnestly and somewhat embarrassed.

"Do we need to talk about this between us?! You really just want him to talk to him?" Mo Xiaoyan's tone was a little louder

and somewhat sarcastic.

"...Yes." His wife didn't say more.

"Ha, even if that's what you think, do you think your little husband will agree? He drank so much and came to you just to

patiently listen to your lecture?!"

"...He'll listen to me," his wife whispered.

"I don't really believe it," Mo Xiaoyan said with a smile.

"...Then we'll just have to wait and see," his wife responded softly.

"What if it's not as you say?" Mo Xiaoyan asked.

"..." Before his wife could answer, the doorbell rang.

Mo Xiaoyan went straight to open the door without asking any questions.

Feng Quan, dressed in sportswear, walked in awkwardly and greeted her politely, "Sister Mo!"

"Hmm, come in," Mo Xiaoyan's tone remained indifferent

. Feng Quan walked into the living room. His wife sat on the sofa, neither looking up nor speaking to him, her eyes fixed on

the TV program, as if nothing had happened. This reaction was normal.

"Sit down," Mo Xiaoyan gestured to the sofa.

Feng Quan sat down on the sofa without speaking. The three of them were stunned for a moment.

"Are you going to talk here in the living room or in that room inside?!" Mo Xiaoyan broke the silence with a smile.

She also found it quite amusing. Tong Xue was acting like a teacher, while Feng Quan was as obedient as a child who had made a mistake

. Since her friend had said that, she decided not to go out yet. She also wanted to see if her wife would really

keep her word and how she would lecture Feng Quan.

"...Let's go inside. You can watch TV outside," her wife said to Mo Xiaoyan after a moment of silence.

"Okay, go ahead,"

her wife said, standing up and heading towards the bedroom. Feng Quan didn't say anything, but stood up with his head down and followed her in.

However, he closed the door after entering. Honestly, only her wife could tolerate Mo Xiaoyan, her best friend, experiencing this

awkward situation. Anyone else would have wanted to disappear into the ground. Although she tried to appear calm, she couldn't hide her

embarrassment

. Since her wife said she couldn't go out, Mo Xiaoyan decided not to go out and continued eating.

While snacking and watching TV, she suddenly had a feeling that she was like Wang Po from "Water Margin," caught

in adultery while she stood guard at the door. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but smile bitterly. Everyone has their own opinion;

even now, not everyone denies the existence of Pan Jinlian. The main objection is that she murdered her husband. If she hadn't

harmed Wu Da, perhaps she wouldn't have received so much infamy…

She could indeed hear her wife's voice coming from inside. Although she couldn't make out what she was saying, she could still faintly hear it.

Perhaps, as she said, she was scolding Feng Quan for his inappropriate behavior tonight?

About ten minutes passed, and the voices inside stopped. She didn't know what was going on inside.

At times like this, she habitually liked to speculate, even having the urge to stand up and press her ear against the door to listen,

but she wasn't that bored; it was just a thought.

About five more minutes passed, and the door opened. Mo Xiaoyan immediately looked up,

thinking, "That was quick. It seems she really was just talking to him?" He had misjudged the situation, but upon closer inspection, something seemed amiss. Only

his wife had come out, and then turned around and closed the door behind her.

Mo Xiaoyan, observing his wife's appearance, roughly understood what had happened. Her long, loose hair was

somewhat disheveled, noticeably different from when she had gone in. It was clear she had tidied it up a bit, otherwise it

would have been even more disheveled. Her clothes were also rumpled, with slight wrinkles from being pressed down. Her face wore a particularly

shy expression, clearly indicating that she had something difficult to say.

"What? Are you done?" Mo Xiaoyan asked.

"No, not yet," his wife said softly.

"Then what are you doing out here? Is something wrong?"

"...Um, something," his wife's voice was even lower.

"Just say it, why are you so shy? Do you need me to come out?" Mo Xiaoyan had already

guessed that this was probably what it was about, so he didn't joke with her at this point and said it directly to avoid her being too embarrassed

to speak.

"...No, no, that..." His wife's face was almost red to her neck.

"What is it? What are you embarrassed to tell me? Hurry up and tell me!" Mo Xiaoyan was getting a little

anxious

"Can you lend me something?"

"Heh, you didn't wear a condom, did you? I have some in my bedside table, just take it yourself.

" "No..." His wife was really ashamed.

"Then what do you need?" Mo Xiaoyan actually found it a little strange.

"...Um, do you have any stockings here?" His wife's voice was almost inaudible.

"What?" Mo Xiaoyan hadn't heard clearly.

"Do you have any stockings?" His wife repeated herself, then loosened her voice a bit.

"Yes? Why?"

"...Can I borrow a pair?" His wife said in a low voice.

"What kind do you want?" Mo Xiaoyan roughly understood, but didn't specify

. "Black ones," his wife said in the same tone.

"Heh, yes," Mo Xiaoyan could tell what was going on from his wife's expression

. "...Then, where are they?" His wife lowered her voice again.

"I'll go get them for you. I didn't realize such a young kid already had such hobbies?"

Mo Xiaoyan said with a mischievous smile.

"..." His wife didn't speak.

"They're in the inner room. Is it convenient for me to go in and get them? Or you can go get them yourself."

"I told him to come out first, you can get it for me,"

his wife said, then went back inside. Less than a minute later, Feng Quan came out alone, looking

embarrassed, and called out softly, "Sister Mo."

Mo Xiaoyan didn't speak, and went straight into the inner room. His wife was standing by the wardrobe. Mo Xiaoyan opened

a , which was almost entirely filled with socks. She casually took out a pair and gave them to his wife. "Here

you go. Unfortunately, we don't have any new ones, but they're all clean, is that okay?"

"Mm," his wife didn't say anything, genuinely embarrassed.

"Didn't you say nothing would happen? Why are you giving in now?" Mo Xiaoyan didn't know what she was thinking, but

seeing her so shy was quite amusing .

"...Don't be annoying," his wife said softly.

"I knew it would be like this."

"..." His wife didn't look up.

"Alright, I won't take up any more of your time. Call me when you're done."

"You don't need to go out, Xiaoyan, really, didn't you say I don't need to hide it from you anymore?" His wife

said very seriously.

"Don't worry about me, have a great time!" After saying that, she opened the door and left.

"You..." His wife didn't know what to say.

Feng Quan didn't sit down in the living room either, standing next to the sofa staring blankly at the TV. At this moment, he really

looked like a big boy. His sportswear made him look very sunny, and you couldn't tell that he was such a

lecherous guy. He was quite capable at such a young age, even able to seduce a teacher. What would he be like when he

grew up ... This was Mo Xiaoyan's momentary wild thought, but her disgust for him increased even more.

"Sister Mo," he said politely.

"Yes, you can come in."

"Wait a minute, Sister Mo."

"What is it?"

"Thank you, I will repay you," Feng Quan said sincerely.

"Heh, no need for repayment. I hope you won't be too childish, act like a man," Mo Xiaoyan said with that same

expression

. "...I will," Feng Quan replied earnestly.

"I hope so,"

Mo Xiaoyan said, about to put on her coat, but then she suddenly realized she hadn't brought her phone. She remembered that she had

taken . She couldn't go out without her phone, so she turned back and went to the bedroom, saying to Feng Quan,

"Wait a minute, I'll get my phone first."

The bedroom door wasn't locked, and she opened it by simply turning the handle. The sight inside surprised her a little. Her wife

was standing there, looking directly at her. She was still wearing a tight sweater, but her pants were off, replaced by

the black pantyhose that had been given to her earlier. Her figure was indeed very good, no less than that of a model. Her already long, straight legs were made even more striking by the black stockings. Just

those legs alone would make any man drool.

She stood naturally in a very feminine way, her left leg slightly bent and her right leg straight, as if deliberately posing a

coquettish pose. But that wasn't it; it was just her usual posture.

The pantyhose were of excellent quality, fitting her figure perfectly. Her legs stretched them out,

maximizing their effect. A layer of black fabric clung to her body, yet her

snow-white mixed into the stockings' original color, a black-and-white hue. Her beautiful legs transitioned upwards to her high, pert

buttocks, also encased in black, but the skin tone stopped there, replaced by a vibrant pale pink

, subtly mixed with some dark embossed patterns. The color of her underwear was faintly visible. When

her wife saw her enter, she seemed to instinctively cover her genitals with her hands, as if afraid of revealing her

stunning beauty. Mo Xiaoyan smiled and said, "No need to cover up, I'm not interested."

"Why are you in again?"

"Didn't you say you wouldn't hide it from me? Can't I just watch from here?"

"You're so annoying."

"Haha, you still can't watch?"

"How can you say that?"

"Don't worry, I won't watch even if you let me. I came to get my phone."

"Oh, you forgot your phone here."

Mo Xiaoyan took her phone and went out. Feng Quan didn't go in immediately when he saw her come out, but stood at the door.

She ignored him and walked straight out the door.

"Sister Mo, I'm sorry for taking up your time. Don't go too far. We'll finish in a while, and you

two can continue shopping." Feng Quan said with a fawning smile.

"If you can't speak properly, then don't speak!" Mo Xiaoyan was disgusted by his words, even though he was just a child

. "...I'm sorry, I'm not very good at speaking." Feng Quan seemed to be afraid of her and quickly apologized.

Mo Xiaoyan ignored him and opened the door and went out. She had nowhere else to go and was too

lazy to think about it anymore. She hadn't eaten well at dinner, so she went into a KFC to at least

have a place to sit.

She'd only just finished eating when her phone rang. It was a text from Feng Quan:

"Sister Mo, I'm leaving. Thank you for tonight. Go home now."

Hmm, this time it really wasn't long. Well, she'd go home then. She stood up and headed home. As soon as she

entered, the living room light was on, but her wife wasn't there. There was no sound from inside. Could she

have left with him too? No, if that were the case, she would have told her. Looking at the door, her shoes

were still there . So why was there no sound?

"Xue!" Mo Xiaoyan called out casually.

But there was no response. Seeing that the living room door was closed, Mo Xiaoyan guessed that she might still be in the bedroom,

resting . Thinking of this, she smiled.

Mo Xiaoyan paused and looked at me intentionally at this point. I gestured for her to continue. She took a sip of water

and then continued

. The bedroom door wasn't locked; she opened it with a flick of her wrist. The scene inside surprised her. My wife

was lying almost naked on the bed, covered by nothing. One leg was wearing

pantyhose , pulled down to just above the knee. The other leg was off, and because it was pantyhose

, it was attached to the leg wearing the stocking. The removed pantyhose lay softly and casually on her

leg . Although still connected, there was a clear difference.

When worn, the pantyhose was fully visible, appearing smooth and soft, looking particularly comfortable.

The pantyhose, however, greatly diminished its beauty when removed. The part that had been removed

was just a long, black strip of silk fabric, but because it was connected to the crotch of the other leg, it couldn't be separated.

It seemed as if it feared being neglected, clinging coquettishly to the stockinged thigh, its

softness and casualness exuding a unique charm. At this moment, the way the stockings were worn was incredibly alluring,

mainly because the wearer was beautiful, thus showcasing the stockings' beauty.

Anyone seeing this would understand

why my wife was wearing her pantyhose in such an unusual way. Therefore, the pantyhose with one leg down served as a decorative element. It seemed to remind

onlookers that the owner wasn't discarding it, but rather had to temporarily let it rest in order to expose her mysterious private parts

. Because it was connected to the other leg through the crotch and buttocks, if it were

fully worn, the owner's private parts couldn't be exposed. Even if the buttocks pantyhose were pulled down, the legs

couldn't move freely, because the owner's purpose wasn't just to expose her genitals. If it were simply a matter

of going to the bathroom, then removing part of it would be perfectly sufficient.

But today, the mistress's task wasn't just about relieving herself. She not only had to expose her vagina

but also spread her legs wide to fully reveal it for the man who would see it to

explore . Therefore, one of her sisters had to temporarily cease serving its master. Today

was truly a restless day for her; before being removed, she had been touched and violated by a man. If it weren't for her

superior quality, she might have been injured long ago. Stockings are different from other clothing; even a slight injury

means complete abandonment by the mistress. Fortunately, the man today wasn't rough and didn't intentionally harm her.

The man was alright; he only ravaged it for a short while before impatiently tearing it off. But whether he

was really impatient or doing it on purpose, his other sister was left on that leg.

This feeling was uncomfortable; without its owner's support, it felt extremely light, being tossed around as its owner rolled around on

the bed and uttered painful screams...

Mo Xiaoyan's scene didn't look like a date between lovers who had just had an affair; it looked more like

a rape . Her friend looked truly disheveled. " I don't know what's wrong with her

!" Mo Xiaoyan called as she walked to the bedside.

My wife wasn't moving, as if she were asleep, her eyes tightly closed.

"What's wrong? Are you really that tired?" Mo Xiaoyan asked jokingly.

But my wife remained unresponsive, and Mo Xiaoyan became a little nervous.

"Xue, Xue, what's wrong?!" She quickly went over and nudged her.

My wife slightly moved her eyes and legs, but didn't speak.

"Xue, what's wrong? Don't scare me!" Mo Xiaoyan was really worried, nudging her while asking loudly. My

wife opened her eyes, but looked very weak.

"What's wrong? I called an ambulance!" Mo Xiaoyan said, taking out her phone.

"No need, Xiaoyan, I'm fine, don't call," my wife's voice was very weak

. "Then what happened to you?!"

"It's nothing," his wife said softly, tears streaming down her face.

Mo Xiaoyan knew her well; if she had anything on her mind, she would definitely tell him. Seeing her tears, as if she

had suffered some injustice, Mo Xiaoyan didn't press her for details. He brought her a glass of water from outside, then took a

blanket and covered her with it before sitting down next to her on the bed. My wife knew there was nothing to hide from her best friend, so

she told her what had happened.

My wife first said, trembling with grievance, "Xiaoyan, I really feel a little scared. What am I doing?"

"...I told you not to take it seriously.

" "But..."

"...But what?" Mo Xiaoyan said

, "But I feel like I'm losing control of myself more and more. I'm really scared.

" "What happened just now?"

My wife didn't hide anything and told the whole story.

It turned out that Feng Quan had been drinking with some friends that night. He hadn't drunk too much, just slightly tipsy, but

he used that as an excuse to act crazy. Before he finished drinking, he wanted to call my wife. My wife told him she was going shopping

, but for some reason, he was a bit stubborn and insisted on seeing her. It wasn't that he missed my

wife that much; he just wanted to see if she would agree to his request. He felt he loved her, and he was sure she loved him too,

so he wanted to test her. What he said on the phone was very outrageous; he wouldn't normally dare to be so presumptuous

. His wife initially refused, and although he was frustrated, he had basically given up and continued drinking. He hadn't taken it

entirely seriously; he just wanted to call and tease her a bit.

But unexpectedly, his wife texted him again, asking him to come over. This caught him off guard. He didn't want to leave the party

halfway through , but he was afraid of upsetting his wife if he didn't go. After thinking it

over, he decided to ask his friends for leave. These friends were all from wealthy families, often hanging out together,

drinking and fooling around. Their parents were also friends. He was the youngest, and the oldest was almost ten years older than him;

their relationship was, as they would say, extremely close.

It's worth mentioning that although Feng Quan verbally promised his wife that they wouldn't tell anyone about their affair,

He didn't hide it from his older brothers and told them almost everything, but my wife doesn't know yet.

I'll talk about those things later; let's talk about Feng Quan first.

He was actually quite drunk and didn't really feel like he absolutely had to go, but since my wife said

so , he had no choice but to go. It seemed like both sides were thinking of each other. He was actually a little intimidated by Xiao Yan. From

my wife's introduction and his own feelings, he could tell that this woman was no less formidable than my wife; she was a formidable character.

So, the thought of going to her house made him even more nervous. But he still went.

After they entered the bedroom, my wife started to criticize him severely

, "What's wrong with you?! How can you be so insensible? How many times have I told you I have something to do?

How can do this?!" Her tone was like scolding a student

. "...I missed you, that's all I wanted to tell you, so what?!" Feng Quan, who had been drinking, was equally

defiant

, "...Can't you think about others? How can you be so selfish?!" His wife said

, "Fine, then I won't say it again!" Feng Quan also said angrily,

"Feng Quan, if you're going to be this stubborn and willful, then I'll never see you again."

"...I'm sorry, but I really couldn't control myself. I won't do it again next time." Seeing his wife's attitude

becoming increasingly tone softened

. "...If you act unreasonably again next time, I won't forgive you. Have you forgotten what you promised me?"

"Okay, I remember."

"Alright, go back now."

"You're just going to send me back like this?" Feng Quan said, dissatisfied.

"What are you going to do?" his wife asked.

"I told you I missed you," Feng Quan said, and then hugged my wife tightly.

"Can you stop making a scene? This is someone else's house."

"I'm not afraid. You summoned me all this way and you think you can just send me away without giving me any benefits?! It's not that easy!"

he said, and then kissed my wife. My wife tried to break free from him at first, but Feng Quan already knew

my wife's weakness. He knew that her struggles were just a show. As long as he

moved his hand slightly towards her key areas, my wife would immediately surrender.

So, when my wife struggled and told him to stop, he didn't panic at all. He simply placed his large hand quickly and

accurately on her breasts and gently rubbed them a few times. My wife's body, which had been stiff and resistant, immediately

lost its strength and became limp. Feng Quan could clearly sense her change,

but his wife still wouldn't let up. "Can you stop messing around?"

"No," Feng Quan said firmly, then his right hand rudely slipped under her shirt,

then roughly reached over her bra, making direct contact with her breasts. He

could immediately feel that his wife's breasts were already full, and her nipples were hard and erect. Once she was in that

state, he could just push her down and start having sex.

But she was still pretending, which he found somewhat amusing. Since that was the case, he might as well tease her a little.

Despite his age, Feng Quan was full of wicked ideas.

He gently flicked his wife's nipple a few times with his index finger, and his wife's eyes immediately relaxed,

and she let out a soft "Oh~!"—a sound of surrender. Actually, even before Feng Quan had aroused her, she had already been unable to restrain herself before

meeting him. She knew this, and Mo Xiaoyan knew it too.

Feng Quan's direct and bold teasing over the phone made her uneasy without her realizing it. While

dining she verbally said no to this and no to that, but her body didn't listen to her words. Her nipples,

stimulated by his words, had already become erect, and her vagina was also wet with fluid flowing down her vaginal walls. Although

she wanted to politely dislike Feng Quan's words, she couldn't help but feel averse to his

unreasonable, somewhat vulgar, and provocative remarks. Whenever Feng Quan spoke of these things, the details of their

lovemaking ; the incredibly pleasurable thrusting was truly intoxicating. So, thinking about these things made her body

uncontrollably.

She found it difficult to concentrate on shopping anymore, as she was having a

great and didn't want to spoil their enjoyment. Otherwise, she might have actually agreed to Feng Quan's request to come see her. As for

her excuses about being afraid he'd cause trouble, those were just pretexts. She didn't know when she started to

develop a strange dependence on Feng Quan. It goes without saying that Feng Quan liked to play with her, and my wife gradually started to enjoy being

played by him, and that's how things turned out. Therefore, Mo Xiaoyan's suggestion to go to her place was exactly what my wife wanted; she

knew deep down that inviting Feng Quan was the real purpose.

Now, Feng Quan's hand touched her most comfortable spot, and the familiar sensation rushed in. She

could no longer pretend, nor did she need to pretend to be righteous. A soft, shy moan announced her attitude

. "I touched it. I told you, just a touch and I'll leave. I won't take up too much of your time." Seeing his wife's expression, Feng Quan

felt an urge to tease her for some reason.

"You're so annoying~" his wife scolded sweetly.

"What, you don't want me to leave again?" Feng Quan was already secretly delighted.

"..." His wife didn't speak.

"Did you miss my... there too? That's why you called me over?" Feng Quan said mischievously.

"Can you... not... be... annoying?" his wife said, her eyes trembling and hazy

. "Then I'll check it myself." Seeing his wife like this, Feng Quan couldn't hold back any longer.

He kissed her again, and she responded. They kissed and

fell onto the bed. Feng Quan's hands were no longer polite; he slipped them inside her pants,

his index finger first touching her soft vulva. His wife shuddered, letting out a soft moan.

He roughly pulled down her pants, then forcefully

stroked her thighs. She was powerless against his touch, only able to moan and roll on the bed in response.

"Can you wear stockings?" Feng Quan suddenly asked.

"Why? "

"I like them."

"I didn't bring any." "

Can't you lend me a pair?"

"Oh, never mind."

"Please, I'll feel like something's missing. I've missed you so much! You finally agreed to come all this time!"

" That's all I ask for."

"...Wait a minute, let me ask." Seeing Feng Quan's pleading look, his wife couldn't bear to refuse him.

So, she went out to borrow stockings from Mo Xiaoyan. Later, Mo Xiaoyan went out with her phone, and Feng Quan

entered the room. His wife had changed into pantyhose as he had asked. The beautiful sight was exactly what he wanted,

and facing this charming teacher, he couldn't restrain himself. The alcohol in his body was working

, making him feel a burning desire. If he couldn't quickly release this lust, he might

die tonight.

He pounced on his wife like a tiger, pinning her down on the bed and kissing

every inch . His wife was startled by his fierce actions, not expecting him to be so crazy. Feng

Quan was really different tonight; perhaps he was truly intoxicated by the alcohol. Unlike before, he didn't

do the usual thorough foreplay, gently caressing and kissing before moving on to the final stage.

Instead, after a short, rough kiss and caress, he impatiently pulled

out His

wife took the opportunity to glance at his penis. Although she was already very familiar with it, she was still embarrassed to stare at it

for a long time . This glance surprised her. Today, Feng Quan's penis seemed to be a size larger than usual, long,

thick, and hard, with a purple sheen emanating from it. It looked like a newly emerged monk

after exuding a chilling and aggressive aura. His wife couldn't help but tremble at the sight, feeling somewhat afraid.

Seeing the fierce glint in Feng Quan's eyes, she knew a storm was brewing. Normally, when he entered gently,

there would be a slight, throbbing pain at the beginning. Looking at him now, she feared she wouldn't be able to bear it.

"Be gentle!" she whispered, trying to comfort him.

Feng Quan ignored her, quickly pulling off her pantyhose, which she had only recently put on for his request,

along with her underwear. Her private parts felt suddenly exposed

. They were already soaked with sweat, even the dark pubic hair was sticky.

Feng

Quan spread her legs. In the past, he would kiss her there first, but today was different. He

didn't caress her with his mouth first, but instead thrust his already swollen, bluish penis, which was already

larger than normal, deep into her vagina. She was completely unprepared;

she felt something hot and strong forcefully and quickly occupy her.

The sudden, intense fullness and burning sensation came simultaneously. The vaginal

lubrication seemed to have provided no lubrication, allowing his penis to penetrate directly from the front. She felt

as if every inch of her vaginal walls had been rubbed raw, a pain piercing her heart.

"Ahhh!!" My wife screamed.

"Be gentle!!" she pleaded

. Feng Quan ignored her and began thrusting rapidly and forcefully. He found it incredibly pleasurable.

His wife's vagina gripped his penis tightly, the soft, smooth skin feeling

indescribably comfortable against his skin. Moreover, he felt her vagina was tighter than usual,

making the sensation even more intense.

He was satisfied, but my wife couldn't take it. Normally, she always asked Feng Quan to be

gentle and mild, especially at the beginning. But today, Feng Quan was so wild right from the start, which was really hard for her

to bear. Her vagina wasn't very loose to begin with. Although she had had sex with Feng Quan a few times,

it had only stretched her a little, not fully adapted to his size. What's more, today Feng Quan was

drunk and aroused, and his penis was thicker than usual, going straight into her without any prior preparation.

Of course couldn't take it.

The wife felt an unbearable fullness, as if the skin inside her vagina was being torn apart

. The burning sensation of the thing thrusting in and out rapidly inside her left her no

chance to catch her breath

. "Slow down! I can't take it anymore! Please, be gentle!" she

cried, but Feng Quan continued his actions as if he hadn't heard her.

The wife used every method she could think of, digging her nails into his arm and arching her back repeatedly

, but to no avail. Feng Quan's arm was as hard as iron, and even when it was bruised from her grip, he showed no sign of backing down.

The wife felt her muscles trembling, her tendons in her hands and feet seeming to gather together.

Suddenly, stopped his movements and abruptly withdrew his penis

. The wife felt another sharp pain, but followed by a profound emptiness. She couldn't bear Feng Quan's

earlier vigorous thrusting, but his withdrawal after only a few minutes didn't bring her pleasure; instead,

the emptiness was unpleasant, and she longed for him to enter again

. Without giving her time to think, Feng Quan roughly grabbed her shoulders and flipped her over,

exposing lay face down on the bed, Feng Quan reaching for her waist from behind,

pulling her up and lifting her. Her legs naturally came to a kneeling position. Feng Quan didn't... Without delay, he quickly inserted his penis again in

the same position. His wife felt a surge of heat in her genitals and back; that thing had taken over

her body again. The sensation from behind was even more intense than before. With each movement, Feng Quan's lower

abdomen would bump against her buttocks, the vibration intensifying the sensation.

His wife's hair was already disheveled, hanging loosely in a messy state. With her head down, much of her long hair fell

forward , obscuring her eyes. She felt the sensation there was indistinguishable, spreading throughout her entire body.

The electric current had arrived earlier, constantly pounding against her body in rhythm with his penis. But her body's capacity

was limited; this warm, pleasurable current, due to the rhythm of Feng Quan's thrusts, offered no respite,

relentlessly assaulting her.

"Ah~!! I can't take it anymore, I really can't. Please, have mercy on me!" His wife didn't know why

she said this, but her consciousness forcefully commanded her to beg Feng Quan for mercy. She felt lightheaded

, her whole body numb, her breathing labored, the pressure

suffocating

But Feng Quan seemed completely disregarding her feelings, instead intensifying his assault. His wife's cries

were ineffective and gradually faded. She felt her vision blur and her heart race. After a brief

burst suddenly slowed down abruptly, followed by what appeared to be a muffled thud. With a few habitual twists

, his hand and penis simultaneously withdrew from her body.

His wife felt as if her body had been completely drained, her internal organs pulled out along with him. She felt

dizzy and collapsed heavily onto the bed without any cushioning. Her chest felt tight, her breathing extremely labored, and her consciousness was semi

-conscious. She didn't know what had happened to her; perhaps the intense sex had caused her

brain to lack oxygen?

Feng Quan didn't say anything. A moment later, his phone rang. He answered, but she couldn't quite hear

what . It was something like, "Okay, I'm done, I'll be right back, wait for me," or something like

, "Honey, I have to go now, I'll talk to you tomorrow." After saying this, Feng Quan hurriedly started getting

dressed.

His wife was in a semi-conscious state, but she could still hear him clearly. She felt

very uncomfortable, thinking, "You came all day and finished so hastily, without considering my feelings, causing me

so much pain and exhaustion, and now you say you have to leave quickly? It's getting worse and worse." So his wife

ignored him

. But Feng Quan didn't seem to care. After getting dressed, he said to his wife, "Hurry up and put on your clothes, don't catch a cold,

I'm leaving now." He kissed her again and opened the door to leave .

His wife was furious. She had hoped that since Feng Quan had treated her so violently, he would

apologize properly, and she would take the opportunity to scold him. But instead, he left without even considering her feelings.

She felt even more distressed and struggled to sit up, but as soon as she did, a tearing

sensation shot through her lower body. The pain was unbearable, and combined with the burning desire within her, she felt

dizzy and her vision went black. She lost consciousness. It wasn't

until Mo Xiaoyan returned that she was awakened. Feng Quan had truly hurt her today, but for some reason, she felt more

fear was afraid of what might happen—that Feng Quan would no longer value her? That he had found someone else?

What would she do then…? These thoughts made her even more miserable, and she burst into tears in front of Mo Xiaoyan.

After listening to her story, Mo Xiaoyan sighed helplessly and said, "At this age, there's really no one

reliable . It's not that we're all like this; men are just like that." Through tonight's events, she could see that her wife had

changed . She was no longer completely in control. From receiving his call while shopping, to

wearing stockings as he asked, to her wife's immediate departure after he finished, her wife's behavior showed that she wanted to persuade her to stop,

but it seemed difficult for her to do so now. She could only talk to her gently, saying there was nothing she could do; loved ones always get hurt,

and things would get better...

In a fit of anger, she called Feng Quan and berated him, calling him a bastard,

irresponsible , and accusing him of not caring about his girlfriend before leaving. She said, "Is this how a man behaves?! If

you don't cherish her, you'll lose her today!" Feng Quan was quite indignant at the time, saying, "What business is it of yours?"

But the next day, he apologized to Mo Xiaoyan, saying he had been drinking and acted impulsively the previous day.

Since then, Feng Quan has been paying attention. Actually, things had always been good before, but that day was special

. He usually treats my wife like a priceless treasure, taking care of her in every way. Whenever we're together, he's incredibly attentive. Mo

Xiaoyan has gradually become very satisfied, but she's still worried that it's just a momentary impulse on his part. But Feng Quan has always

said he wants to be with my wife forever…

“Do you think that's possible?” I asked.

“I really can't say for sure. Feng Quan is indeed very good to her.”

“You can tell? Is it genuine? You still see each other often?”

“I rarely see him after that incident, and I see Tong Xue less too. It seems like Feng Quan is afraid of me and

deliberately avoids me, and also wants Xue to have less contact with me. That's my guess.”

“When was the last time you saw her?”

“It was in that photo, the one you just saw. About half a month later, during the New Year's holiday. Do you

remember ? They had an extra day off because of some exam that took up the exam hall, so they had four days off in total. They said they went to Hainan with me

, do you remember?”

"Hainan? Weren't you with her? I even saw the photos, he went too?!" My

work , and I'm used to just overhearing when my wife takes a few days off and asks where she wants to go with friends. She said

Mo Xiaoyan was going on a business trip to Haikou and wanted her to go with her. My wife told me, and I agreed without

thinking too much about it .

"..." Mo Xiaoyan nodded.

Here's what happened: It was New Year's Day. Mo Xiaoyan received a call from my wife saying that Feng Quan invited her to

Hainan . Feng Quan has an aunt who's a leader at Hainan Airlines and can get super low-priced tickets. He knows

that neither Mo Xiaoyan nor my wife are the type to take advantage of others, so buying super low-priced tickets at their own expense isn't considered a bargain.

My wife also mentioned that she wanted to bring her new boyfriend along. Mo Xiaoyan initially said she wouldn't go, but my wife was very

enthusiastic, and she didn't have anything planned for New Year's Day, so she didn't refuse. Mo Xiaoyan had been dating a boy for about two months.

He was younger than her, named Zhou Hao, and had graduated from Beijing a little over two years ago. He worked for a foreign company,

wasn't from Beijing, but wanted to stay there. He was very capable and good-looking. Mo Xiaoyan said it was just

a casual relationship and wouldn't last. According to her, he was quite cunning.

She hadn't told her boyfriend about her wife and Feng Quan, only lying that Feng Quan was her wife's cousin,

which made things easier. Zhou Hao was obedient, quiet, and always smiling. He was from the south and

had a gentle personality.

The four of them quickly booked their tickets and boarded a plane to Sanya. Their flight was

around , and they arrived at their destination before 10 am. Feng Quan had booked a hotel, which was easy to

find. At first, the four didn't talk much, but after having lunch together, they gradually became more familiar and talked more, though they

didn't discuss anything too deep. Standing next to Feng Quan, my wife and I clearly have a significant age difference;

they really do look like siblings. Their appearances are indeed quite similar.

After lunch, the four of us went for a walk. It's not peak tourist season in Sanya yet, so it wasn't crowded.

We bought some fruit and then went for a walk on the nearby beach. Mo Xiaoyan and my wife walked together. Feng Quan

initially with Guo Hao, but after a while, the two of them didn't have much to say to each other, just following behind, occasionally

exchanging a few insignificant words.

However, Feng Quan would occasionally strike up a conversation with my wife, and whenever this happened, Mo Xiaoyan would tactfully slow down. After walking

for a short while, it was not yet 3 pm, and my wife and her husband suggested going back to the hotel to rest,

saying it was too hot and they were tired.

Mo Xiaoyan could tell that wanting to rest was an excuse; the real reason they were both so eager to get back to their

hotel

was because they were both practically bursting with heat. Look at Feng Quan's behavior! My wife was wearing hot pants and sneakers, but she still wore black stockings, completely displaying her beautiful legs. Sometimes Zhou Hao couldn't help but steal a glance, let alone Feng Quan. Whenever they weren't looking, he would either touch

them or hug them. It was clear that she and Zhou Hao were really an eyesore to her, but she couldn't say anything. Mo

Xiaoyan didn't want to torment him anymore and agreed to go to the hotel. After they were assigned rooms, they went to their respective rooms. Zhou Hao

also wanted to stay with Mo Xiaoyan, but he was worried about the two women sharing a room.

Mo Xiaoyan wasn't in the mood for anything with Zhou Hao and was indeed quite tired, so she

simply fell asleep and didn't wake up until about five o'clock. The sun outside wasn't so strong anymore, so she and her boyfriend discussed

going for a walk, but they decided not to invite my wife and the other two and would just stroll around by themselves. The two of them left the hotel and

walked along the road. They hadn't gone far when they ran into my wife and Feng Quan. It turned out that the two of them had already come out, but my

wife had changed her clothes, from shorts to a light floral dress that went past her knees.

The four of them met and said that they didn't want to disturb each other, so they came out for a walk. Since they had bumped into each other, they decided to go together.

It was already evening, and there wasn't much to do, so they strolled around the nearby fruit market, then went to the beach to watch the sunset

before finding a seafood stall for dinner. Although it was hot, it got dark quite early. With nothing much

to do , the four of us decided to play cards at the hotel. We got a mahjong set from the front desk, set up a table

, and started playing. We watched TV and chatted while playing. Feng Quan kept calling my wife "sister" in front of them, and he did it quite naturally.

Time flew by, and it was past 11 pm when Mo Xiaoyan suggested we call it a night because we were tired and should get some rest so

we could go out and have fun early the next day. Everyone agreed, though they were all preoccupied with their own thoughts and not really paying attention, so

they readily agreed and went their separate ways.

Zhou Hao and Mo Xiaoyan cherished their time alone. After a passionate night in bed, they

lay together chatting. After a few words, Zhou Hao suddenly asked,

"What's the relationship between Tong Xue and that boy?" He smiled, but the smile held

a hint of mystery.

"Didn't I say? He's her cousin," Mo Xiaoyan said casually.

"That's not right! You're lying to me!" Zhou Hao said.

"What do you mean? Who's lying to you?!" Mo Xiaoyan remained expressionless.

"Don't treat me like a child. Nobody's stupid. We're just talking to each other."

"Then what do you think their relationship is?"

"I think they're at least not siblings."

"Don't talk nonsense!!" Mo Xiaoyan said seriously.

"You're playing this mystery with me. Would I lie without enough evidence?!" Zhou Hao still smiled.

"What's your basis?" Mo Xiaoyan asked casually.

"Heh, listen to me..."

(To be continued)

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