【Ink Villa】(1)

Author: qq402412747
Published on August 18, 2017 in forum or forum 001
First published on this site
Word count: 5788

Mo is a rich second-generation. His family is successful. He doesn't need to earn money; he just needs to manage
one 's companies. A rich second-generation like him always has beautiful women throwing themselves at him, but I don't know
why Mo likes a married woman like me. He says my temperament is what attracts him most.

I'm just an ordinary woman, not particularly beautiful. After graduating from university, I got
a stable but mundane job in a public institution through connections. After working for a few years, through a family introduction, I met my current husband, Bing. We dated
for a year and then got married. Bing works in a private company; his boss values him highly, and the company is on the rise, so he
often travels for work.

We don't have children, and I often live alone. I met Mo by chance at a gathering with colleagues
.

Mo started pursuing me. If I weren't married, I think I would have accepted his advances, but I am
married . I repeatedly and clearly rejected him, but he persisted in pursuing me. He said it was love at first sight,
and upon seeing me again , he was deeply in love.

After I rejected Mo again, he seemed disheartened.

I hadn't seen him for several days, and I felt a void in my heart. I chuckled to myself; women naturally
enjoy being pursued. Suddenly, that feeling disappears, and it's bound to feel like something's lost.

A few days passed like this, and then Mo reappeared. He said he still couldn't let go. He stopped driving; knowing I
wouldn't take his car, he waited for me at the bus stop near my workplace, accompanying me on the bus home from work. We
chatted casually. After all, his home was right next to my apartment complex.

Until one day, on my way home from work, I got off the bus and was suddenly robbed at knifepoint. The man snatched my bag and ran, and
Mo rushed forward, wrestling with him. The man stabbed Mo in the abdomen. Blood gushed out immediately. The man
dropped my bag and ran away; I was terrified and didn't know what to do. After regaining my senses, I quickly called the police and an ambulance. Mo was taken to
the hospital. In the emergency room, the doctor examined him and thankfully, no internal organs were damaged. After stitching him up, the
doctor instructed him to keep the wound dry. He was to have the dressing changed in 3 days and the stitches removed in 8 days. The police arrived after the stitches were done
and took a statement at the hospital. They said they would notify us if they caught the culprit.

Mo stayed in the emergency room that night for observation. If everything was alright, he could go home the next day. I stayed with
Mo and took leave from work.

Mo didn't tell his family; he didn't want them to worry.

The next day, the doctor checked him and, finding nothing wrong, prepared to take Mo home. However, Mo was still worried about me and insisted on
taking home.

When we arrived, Mo said, "Why don't you stay at my place for the next few days? No one's taking care of you at home. You were
stabbed because of me. I should take care of you." I

said, "That's not good. People will gossip if I stay at your house. It's not good for you."

After saying that, Mo left. I thought about it for a moment. After all, this was my fault, and I had to take responsibility. I chased
after him. Mo wasn't walking fast, and I caught up with him at the entrance of the residential area.

"Mo, let me help you." "

Sister Xue, no need, I'm fine. It's just that walking aggravates my wound and hurts a little."

I helped Mo to his home. Mo lived in a detached villa in the next residential area. "

My family doesn't live here. They're all in Shanghai. I'm all alone here." "

I'll take care of you these next few days. You should rest well." Mo sat on the sofa. "You should lie down. The doctor
said lying down is better for wound healing."

In the kitchen, I realized I forgot to tell my husband about this. I thought for a long time, but decided not to tell him. I didn't
know how to explain my relationship with Mo to him.

I opened the refrigerator; it was empty. "Mo, your refrigerator is empty. Don't you cook for yourself?" "

What am I supposed to cook for myself? I always order takeout."

"That won't do. You need to eat something nutritious to heal faster." "I'll go buy groceries." No need to go out. 　　Just call

the property management if you want to buy something, and they'll deliver it to you. I called the property management, and they delivered the groceries shortly after. 　　Dinner was cooked, and Mo was lying in bed watching TV. I called Mo to get up and eat. 　　My husband was away on a business trip and wouldn't be back anytime soon; he worked during the day and came over to take care of Mo in the evening. 　　I took Mo to change his dressing and remove the stitches. 　　After the stitches were removed, Mo was already lively and energetic; after all, Mo is still young. 　　Mo happily went home and ran to take a shower, since he had been wiping his body with hot water for the past few days. 　　While Mo was showering, I packed my things, preparing to leave since Mo had recovered. 　　I called out to Mo at the bathroom door that I was going back, when suddenly the bathroom door opened, and Mo appeared naked in front of . He was only holding a towel, covering his lower body. 　　"Sister Xue, I don't want you to leave. 　　Can we just be friends? I'm already married." 　　After saying that, I ran away from Mo's house. I couldn't face Mo anymore; I was afraid I would fall in love with him. 　　Back home, my mind was filled with the image of Mo naked. That night, I had a wet dream. I dreamt I was on a big bed, my legs spread wide on a man's shoulders. The man had a strong physique, six- pack abs, and a scar on his abdomen. I looked up and saw Mo. He looked at me with deep affection and called out, " Sister Xue ." I woke up. I got up to use the toilet, sat on the toilet, and took off my underwear, which was soaking wet. I threw it into the washing machine, then lay back down, half asleep. A little while later, I dreamt of Mo again, this time sitting on him, sucking on my nipple. I woke up again. I turned over and fell asleep again, dreaming that I was lying between a man's legs, carefully licking his large penis. I looked up and saw Mo again, his right hand stroking my hair. 　　I woke up again, afraid to go back to sleep, afraid I would dream of having sex with Mo again. I got up and washed my face. My face looked . 　　Quite charming. 　　I sat on the sofa. It was only 4 a.m., just before dawn. It was drizzling. I picked up my phone and looked at the WeChat message Mo had sent me. Almost without thinking, I texted him back: "It's raining. Remember to bring an umbrella if you're going out." A little while later, Mo actually replied. " 　　I know. Xue-jie, are you awake?" 　　"Yes, I am."

I miss you. I can't sleep without you at home.

Go to sleep quickly, I'll bring you breakfast later.

Yes, Sister Xue.

I didn't reply to the WeChat messages anymore. I hope Mo can sleep well.

Leaning back on the sofa, the image of Mo opening the door naked yesterday kept replaying in my mind, and I also
flashed through my mind of dreaming about making love with Mo on the big bed. My hand unconsciously touched my mons pubis and
clitoris. Oh my god, I'm actually masturbating, and I'm masturbating while thinking about Mo.

But it feels so good, I can't stop, and I don't want to stop. The orgasm came quickly, ah... Mo... ah.

The orgasm came, I actually orgasmed while calling Mo's name.

Looking at the love fluid on my hand, I felt ashamed. I don't know what's wrong with me. I was very tired after the orgasm,
so I picked up a tissue to wipe the love fluid clean and lay down on the sofa and fell asleep.

I didn't wake up until after 9 o'clock. I washed up quickly, went out, but then I came back and put on some light makeup.

Looking at myself in the mirror, I suddenly remembered why I was wearing makeup. Oh well, I've already done it. Then I went out.

After buying breakfast, I was walking towards Mo's house when suddenly it got dark and started raining. I realized I
'd forgotten my umbrella.

I was already at the entrance of Mo's apartment complex; going home was farther than going to Mo's house, so I jogged towards it. But the rain
was getting heavier. By the time I got to Mo's house, I was soaked.

I rang the doorbell, and Mo immediately opened the door. "

Ah, Sister Xue, why are you all wet? Why didn't you bring an umbrella? Come in quickly."

I came into Mo's house and stood in the entryway. Mo took the breakfast and put it on the table, then quickly ran to the bathroom to get me
a towel and a bathrobe.

"Here, Sister Xue, quickly dry yourself off and change your clothes. Otherwise, you'll catch a cold.

I'll get you a cup of hot water." Mo hurriedly got me a cup of hot water. Drinking the hot water made me feel much better. "

Sister Xue, quickly go take a hot shower and change your clothes. Otherwise, you'll catch a cold."

My clothes were soaking wet and clung to my body. Even though we were indoors, the autumn wind still made me sneeze.

Mo quickly pushed me to the bathroom.

Xuejie hurriedly washed up and changed her clothes.

I didn't refuse. I took a hot shower. My underwear was soaked, so I changed into a bathrobe.

Mo stood at the bathroom door with a cup of hot water. As soon as I came out of the bathroom, she told me to drink a cup of hot water to warm
myself up .

After I finished drinking the water, I took my clothes to the balcony and put them in the washing machine to wash. Then I went back to the living room.

I sat on the sofa and dried my hair with a towel. Mo sat on the sofa in the middle.

"Mo, hurry up and eat your breakfast, or it will get cold." "

Okay, Xuejie, why did you buy so much? I can't finish it all by myself." "

I haven't eaten yet either. There's still some for me."

After breakfast, the clothes were being washed, and I couldn't leave. I watched TV in the living room, and Mo kept me company and chatted with me.

As we chatted, I suddenly noticed that Mo stopped talking and was staring at me. I quickly examined myself. On the sofa,
I habitually crossed my legs. From Mo's angle, he probably saw that I was still wearing a bathrobe between my legs, and I wasn't even
naked. Oh my god, Mo saw everything! I quickly put my legs down and stood up, wanting to escape this embarrassing
situation . I went to check if the laundry was done.

Mo quickly stood up too and followed me to the balcony. The laundry wasn't done yet.

Back in the living room, I straightened my bathrobe before sitting down.

"Sister Xue, I'm sorry about that. I didn't mean to." Mo blushed. Uh, I know, it was my fault. I
felt my face burning hot and red too.

The living room became quiet, and it was still raining heavily outside.

Mo suddenly sat down next to me; I couldn't see him from where he was sitting.

Mo sat next to me, and I turned slightly to the side, my back to Mo.

After a while, my back, lacking support, naturally leaned back, resting on Mo's arm. Mo noticed and used
his arm to support me, so we stayed like that, watching TV without saying a word.

My attention was no longer on the TV. I felt Mo's warmth against my back, a gentle warmth. There was also a faint scent of his
cigarettes . Not strong, probably because of the cigarettes he smoked. Gradually, I leaned against him, and Mo didn't dare move
, letting me lean on him. After leaning on him for almost half an hour, I felt his arm tremble slightly; it must have gone numb from my weight. "

I'm sorry, Mo, is it numb?"

"Yeah, but it's okay. I'm happy to have Sister Xue leaning on me."

I turned to look at him, and we looked at each other. I felt my heart racing. The atmosphere grew increasingly ambiguous,
and we drew closer.

Suddenly, thunder rumbled, pulling me from the ambiguous atmosphere.

I quickly moved away from Mo; I felt that if I didn't leave, I would kiss him.

I went to the balcony, where the washing machine was finished. Mo helped me take my clothes out, and I watched him
hang them up one by one and put them in the dryer. When I saw Mo holding my underwear and turning to look at me, I
realized I was wet. I stared blankly as Mo hung all my clothes in the dryer.

Mo stood on the balcony, watching me.

I couldn't hold back any longer. I tiptoed and gently kissed Mo on the lips.

Mo froze, then looked at me with ecstatic joy.

I felt a little shy and lowered my head. Then I raised my head again, tiptoed, and kissed Mo on the lips again. I
knew I had fallen in love with Mo.

Our tongues intertwined. Mo gently supported my waist, so I didn't have to strain to stand on tiptoe anymore.

We kissed for a long time, until we were both breathless before we separated.

Looking into Mo's affectionate eyes, I suddenly wanted to run away. I didn't dare to look at Mo; I was afraid I would fall for him.
I turned to leave.

Mo suddenly hugged me from behind. "Sister Xue, I really like you. I don't want to force you. I know we may not be able to be husband and wife in this
life , but if possible, I hope you can be my lover for life.
If you don't want to, I can't bear to hurt you. I apologize for everything I did before. I'm sorry."

Hearing Mo say that, I didn't know how to answer him. I broke free from his embrace and ran into the house,
straight into his room. I locked the door, keeping Mo out. Ignoring his calls, I sat on the bed. Finding
the bed undone, I hugged my pillow and sniffed it; it carried Mo's faint scent. It felt comforting. So reassuring.
My bathrobe was open from the earlier tug-of-war. Hugging the pillow and inhaling Mo's scent, I realized I couldn't control myself…
My body trembled slightly, goosebumps rose on my skin.

I hugged the pillow tightly, as if hugging Mo. I felt my love juice flowing out. I reached down and touched it; it was already
wet. It had even seeped onto the sheets.

Mo's voice outside the door suddenly disappeared. I quickly got out of bed, ignoring my open bathrobe, and opened the door to find Mo
standing there. I smiled, a happy smile.

I pounced on him, wrapping my arms tightly around his neck, and he hugged me tightly too. I could hear him
softly calling my name in my ear. "Sister Xue, I...I love you."

And then we kissed again. We kissed for a long time, until we were breathless before we separated. After the kiss, I
buried my head in his chest, listening to his pounding heartbeat.

Suddenly, Mo picked me up in a princess carry. Although I only weigh 47.5 kilograms, my husband usually struggles to lift me
. But Mo easily carried me, steadily taking five steps to the bedside, and gently put me down.

I already knew what was going to happen. I nervously closed my eyes, feeling Mo's gaze
carefully sweep over my body, from head to toe.

I knew my bathrobe was open, and my body was almost completely naked in front of Mo.

I heard the rustling sound of clothes being taken off. Then Mo lowered his head and kissed me, our tongues
intertwining . Then I could feel Mo's chest touching my breasts. Mo's body heat radiated from me. Then Mo
hugged me tightly, and we kissed passionately, separating and then closing our lips again. Mo's hands roamed over my body, gently caressing my
thighs, my waist, and playing with my nipples. After playing with them for a while, Mo's hands moved down, finally touching
my mons pubis.

It was already wet there. Mo gently played with my labia, his fingers lingering around my entrance
. I couldn't hold back anymore; I wanted it, I wanted Mo.

I stroked Mo's back with both hands, moving downwards, and began to pull down Mo's underwear. Mo turned to the side to cooperate with me.

We were already naked. After the kiss, Mo got up and gently parted my legs, placing them on his waist.

"Sister Xue, I'm coming."

"Wait, put on a condom."

I didn't dare look at Mo, covering my face with my hands. Through my fingers, I saw Mo get out of bed, rummage through the bedside table drawer
, take out a condom, tear it open, and put it on.

"Sister Xue, I'm coming." "Part my legs, mmm."

Then I felt Mo's glans slide a few times at the entrance of my vagina.

I raised my head, peeking through my fingers. I saw that Mo's penis was huge, even bigger than my husband's.

Mo guided his penis and slid it a few more times, finding the right spot, and thrust forward.

Ah… I felt Mo's glans enter my body.

Mo paused for a moment, then thrust forward again, going deeper and deeper.

Ah… so full… it hurt a little but felt so good. The feeling of being filled was wonderful. I felt Mo's
penis slowly entering my body.

Ah… so deep… finally, Mo's entire penis was inside me.

Mo leaned down. He kissed me gently.

We kissed passionately. Mo began to thrust slowly, deeply, and comfortably.

Afraid of moaning, I whispered in Mo's ear, "Kiss me."

We kissed again. Mo thrust gently. It felt so good.

Mo straightened up, grabbed my legs with both hands, and his thrusts gradually quickened. A comfortable feeling surged from
deep within .

Ah…ah…even without the kiss, I still cried out. I quickly covered my mouth.

But as Mo's thrusts gradually quickened, my hands began to grip Mo's waist, responding to
his thrusts.

Ah…ah…I stopped covering my mouth and moaned again.

Soon, with Mo's rapid thrusts, I reached orgasm.

I…can't take it…I…want…ah…!

Mo saw my body trembling and held me tightly, continuing to thrust forcefully.

Suddenly, Mo sped up, and I could hear the loud slapping sounds of his thrusts. Suddenly, Mo thrust hard against me,
his body trembling. I knew Mo had ejaculated.

After our lovemaking, Mo held me in his arms, and I lay there, enjoying his gentle stroking of my back. It was so
tender and comfortable.

The air conditioning wasn't on, and I was covered in sweat, feeling sticky and uncomfortable. I gently patted Mo's waist,
signaling him to get up.

We separated, and I got out of bed, intending to go to the bathroom. But as soon as my foot touched the ground, my leg
gave way, and I almost fell. Mo quickly came over to support me.

I wanted to take a shower; I was covered in sweat, and the air conditioning hadn't even been turned on. Mo helped me into the bathroom. "

Sister Xue, let me help you." Mo gently helped me wash. I looked down, not daring to look at him.

But looking down, I saw Mo's semi-erect penis, the condom still on, with
a lot of . Mo was carefully and gently washing my body with the showerhead. I reached out and removed the condom for Mo. He
shuddered and looked at me.

"I took it off for you." I threw it in the bathroom trash can.

Feeling I was almost done washing, I came out of the shower. Mo wanted to follow me out.

"Mo, you took a shower too, you're all sweaty."

"Yeah."

I grabbed a towel from the bathroom to dry myself, then grabbed a bathrobe and put it on.

I went to the room, turned on the air conditioner, and lowered the temperature.

I stood at the bathroom door, staring blankly at the messy bed. Behind me, I could hear the sound of water running as

Mo showered. A little while later, Mo finished and came out. I felt Mo standing behind me.

I leaned against him. Mo didn't move, letting me lean on him.

"Mo…

um… Sister Xue?"

"It's okay, I should go."

I should go; I couldn't stay in Mo's villa any longer. I was afraid I wouldn't be able to control myself.

The rain outside stopped. I took my clothes out of the dryer and quickly dressed. Under Mo's pleading gaze
, I fled Mo's villa.

Postscript:

This is a true story. I will try my best to write it. This is my first attempt at writing; comments and suggestions are welcome.

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