[The Hospital Chronicles of the Stocking-Clad Mother] Chapter Two

Author: smthorg
First published on the forum on 2017/9/15
Word count: 4518
"Knock knock knock,"
Zhou Ruoqiu knocked on the door of the vice dean's office.
"Come in!"
"Dean Wang, you wanted to see me?"
"Ruoqiu, come, come, sit down," Wang Junhai greeted her.
Zhou Ruoqiu walked to the sofa and sat down. The sound of her high heels hitting the floor resonated with Wang Junhai's
heart. Taking advantage of the moment Zhou Ruoqiu looked down at the sofa, Wang Junhai
stared longingly at her silk-stockinged legs. Her beautiful face was undeniable, but from her high heels to her jade-like feet to her beautiful legs, the perfect
curves made Wang Junhai feel a little thirsty.
After Zhou Ruoqiu sat down, she looked up at Wang Junhai. Wang Junhai suppressed his lustful gaze and instead adopted a
sanctimonious demeanor. He got up from his desk and sat down on the sofa.
Wang Junhai was short and overweight, a typical short, fat man. He was balding and wore gold-
rimmed glasses. Although not particularly handsome, his medical skills were quite excellent. He was also adept at flattery and
had a good relationship with Yu Binghong, the director of the Nanbin City Health and Family Planning Bureau. He had long coveted the position of director of the People's Hospital.
"Come, have some tea."
"No need, Director Wang. Just give me any instructions."
"The beautiful Zhou is here; of course, we must serve her the best tea."
"Director Wang, you're teasing me again."
"I'm not teasing you; I'm very serious. Besides, I have a favor to ask."
"How could I dare ask you for a favor? What is it?"
"No rush, let's talk while we drink."
Wang Junhai said, taking out a tea cake. Zhou
Ruoqiu recognized it as a top-grade Pu'er tea cake. Wang Junhai used a delicate tea pick to scoop out a piece of tea and then skillfully began brewing.
Zhou Ruoqiu knew Wang Junhai well; he liked luxurious items, and his teaware was very high-end. After the Central
Government's Eight-Point Regulation was implemented, Wang Junhai somewhat restrained himself. His current office is 40 square meters, while his previous office
was over 100 square meters, luxuriously decorated, but he moved because it exceeded the standard. His previous office also had
a suite for him to rest in. Zhou Ruoqiu was aware of Wang Junhai's lecherous nature. Many female doctors and nurses in the hospital
had ambiguous relationships with him, especially Yang Ping, the associate chief physician of dermatology. Yang Ping
was in her thirties, divorced for two years, and childless. She was stunningly beautiful and had a great figure, earning her the nickname "Fan Bingbing of Nanbin People's Hospital."
She was alluring and liked to wear black stockings, creating a striking contrast with her fair skin, which was very attractive to men. Zhou
Ruoqiu heard that once Yang Ping went into the dean's office and came out half an hour later without her black stockings
. Zhou Ruoqiu was also aware of the way Wang Junhai looked at her; she could sense his
lustful desire for her and sometimes he would verbally seduce her, but Zhou Ruoqiu would never give him any opportunity.
"Try it."
"Thank you."
"How is it? How does it taste?"
"Good tea! Sweet and mellow. By the way, Director, is there anything you need?"
"Well, I have a distant relative named Wang Lian. He's single, has no immediate family, and suffers from
epilepsy, sometimes lucid and sometimes confused, living in a welfare home. He was recently diagnosed with an abdominal aortic aneurysm and needs surgery. I'm
considering your excellent skills and would like you to be the surgeon. What do you think?"
"Well, being the surgeon is fine, but the patient has epilepsy and no immediate family.
What will we do when it comes to getting the surgical consent?"
"He can't sign because of his epilepsy. I'm his only relative, but I'm also the vice director of the hospital.
It wouldn't be appropriate for me to sign on behalf of the patient and the hospital. I've thought about it, and we'll proceed
with the surgery without signing." "That's not appropriate, Director Wang. You know surgery is risky. If the patient doesn't sign, the consequences
are unpredictable."
"That's why I asked you for help. Besides, with me here, don't you trust me?"
"But..."
"Alright, Ruoqiu, don't refuse. You must help with this!"
Wang Junhai was the vice president, and there were rumors that he might take over as president. Zhou Ruoqiu didn't want to offend him, so she had
no choice but to say, "Okay then."
"I knew you wouldn't let me down. Come, have some tea."
"President Wang, I'd like to see the patient's information."
"Okay."
Wang Junhai stood up and took a stack of documents from his desk, handing them to Zhou Ruoqiu. "The patient's bowels have been cleaned
. I'd like to schedule the surgery this afternoon. What do you think?"
"I'll go check the information first. The surgery this afternoon should be fine. I'll go prepare now."
"Okay, go ahead."
Zhou Ruoqiu turned and left. Wang Junhai's eyes lit up with lust again. He greedily stared at Zhou Ruoqiu's shapely buttocks,
her silk-stockinged legs, and high heels. The delicate stockings shone alluringly in the sunlight. Wang Junhai's crotch
bulged, and a cold smile appeared on his lips...
Zhou Ruoqiu arrived at the office, took out her key to open the door, and suddenly realized she had forgotten to lock it. Sigh, her son
had stolen her stockings to masturbate, and Wang Junhai wanted her to perform surgery on a relative, which carried some risk. Zhou Ruoqiu's mind
was in turmoil. She told herself to calm down; she had surgery that afternoon. Zhou Ruoqiu realized she was still wearing stockings
and high heels. She decided to change first. So she locked the door, opened the closet to change into her work clothes, and suddenly realized that
a pair of black pantyhose she had kept in the closet was missing. Zhou Ruoqiu rarely wore black stockings, so she didn't have many. She only
wore them when meeting visitors from other hospitals in formal attire, and therefore specifically
kept a pair of ultra-thin black pantyhose in her office locker.
"Where did they go? I clearly remember putting them here." Zhou Ruoqiu was both puzzled and annoyed. Her son
stealing her stockings at home was already unsettling enough, but now the stockings in her office had also vanished. Were her
stockings really that appealing? Who could it be? This was the doctors' office building, not the outpatient building; most of the people coming and going
were colleagues. So it must have been a male colleague who stole them. It was also her fault for forgetting to lock the door. Sigh, she
decided to stop thinking about it and get ready for surgery.
Zhou Ruoqiu first took off her high heels, then used her hands to pry open the tops of her pantyhose and slowly removed the ultra-thin flesh-colored stockings.
The sheer stockings, as thin as cicada wings, slowly left her fair skin and were finally removed from her jade-like feet. It must be admitted that
even without the embellishment of stockings, Zhou Ruoqiu's beautiful legs were enough to make every man turn his head; the graceful lines and perfect
curves were truly a gift from heaven! After
changing her clothes, Zhou Ruoqiu began to seriously study Wang Lian's information, check the ultrasound report, and start planning the afternoon
's surgery. Then she picked up the phone: "Zhang Lei, come to my office."
A moment later, there was a knock on the door.
"Come in."
"Sister Ruoqiu, you wanted to see me?"
The person who came was a tall and handsome young man named Zhang Lei, a master's student at the Medical School of Nanbin University. He was
Zhou Ruoqiu's junior, having just started working this year, but had made rapid progress and had already become Zhou Ruoqiu's capable
assistant.
"Zhang Lei, take a look at the patient's information. Prepare for surgery this afternoon."
"Okay, Sister Ruoqiu."
At Nanbin No. 1 Middle School
, I sat upright in the classroom, staring at the blackboard. Actually, I wasn't listening to anything the teacher was saying; I was thinking about
what would happen if my mom found out I was masturbating with stockings. Would she be angry? Would she tell my dad?
Suddenly, I felt my phone vibrate at my waist. Taking advantage of the teacher's inattention, I secretly took it out. It was a WeChat message from my mother:
"Xiaofeng, Mom has to perform surgery on a patient this afternoon, so I can't lend you lunch. Go home by yourself. Your dad is
also working overtime at noon. You're allowed to order takeout this time. Be careful on the road!"
"Don't worry, Mom."
After class, I prepared to go home. Wang Zixia came over and said, "What? Still not over it? As long as
your mom doesn't scold you at noon, everything should be fine."
"My mom is working overtime at noon and won't be home. I'll be home alone at noon. I need to think about what to do."
"Then come to my house for lunch. You can ride home with my mom, saving you from squeezing onto the subway."
"Okay." I was feeling lost and confused, so I decided to discuss it with Wang Zixia.
Wang Zixia and I went to the parking lot and found Aunt Fang's BMW X3. Aunt Fang was already in the car.
"Mom, Lin Feng's home is empty at noon, so I asked him to come to our house for lunch."
"Hello, Aunt Fang!"
"Xiao Feng, Auntie will cook something delicious for you today."
"Thank you, Auntie!"
"Don't be so polite with Auntie!"
Fang Meiqin was an outgoing and beautiful woman, very warm and friendly, and got along well with everyone. Many male teachers at school
joked with her, and her silvery laughter could often be heard in the office.
The three of us chatted happily on the way. I secretly watched Aunt Fang; she was wearing a red
dress and flesh-colored stockings, looking sexy and alluring. She wore flat shoes, and a pair of
red pointed-toe stilettos sat on the passenger seat.
We quickly returned to the neighborhood. Aunt Fang parked the car, and Wang Zixia and I got out. Aunt Fang opened the car
door, got out, and placed the red stilettos on the ground, taking off her flats and putting on
the stilettos. I witnessed the whole process, and it was truly breathtaking! Aunt Fang's silk stockings were incredibly beautiful.
They were so thin, even the toes were completely transparent, unlike the thicker toes of typical stockings. Aunt
Fang's snow-white feet were painted with red nail polish, which pierced my eyes through the gossamer-thin stockings! My penis
was already erect, and I quickly covered it with my backpack. Looking at Wang Zixia beside me, I saw he had also placed his backpack in his crotch. We
exchanged a knowing smile.
"Let's go home," Aunt Fang said, walking ahead, with Wang Zixia and I following behind. My eyes
were fixed on Aunt Fang's beautiful legs in her stockings. Aunt Fang swayed her hips as she walked, like a swaying lily,
graceful and alluring. Her red high heels made a "clack-clack-clack" sound, and men passing by couldn't help but stare
at this sexy young woman in red. I thought, if there were no law, these men, including myself, would immediately rape
this sexy beauty, Aunt Fang.
Arriving at Wang Zixia's house, Aunt Fang said, "Have some fruit first, I'll go cook." Then she went back to her bedroom,
changed her clothes, and started cooking. Wang Zixia and I went to his room, and Wang Zixia said, "Isn't my mom sexy?"
"Very sexy!"
"Actually, your mom is quite nice too!"
"Ugh, mentioning my mom makes me upset again. I wonder if she'll tell my dad." "
It's okay, your mom subtly mentioned you this morning, which means she won't do anything to you anymore. If she was going to get angry, she would have
done it this morning. Besides, it's not easy for a son to openly talk about using his mother's stockings to masturbate, especially given your
mom's personality. She won't do anything to you, and she certainly won't tell your dad. Don't worry."
"That makes sense, I hope so. Hey, you're quite experienced."
"Of course."
"Have you ever been caught using Aunt Fang's stockings to masturbate?"
"My mom is so smart, I think she probably knows, but she's never said anything to me. Okay, okay,
let's play a game of Honor of Kings."
"Okay."
...
"Zixia, Xiaofeng, come eat."
"Coming!"
We were just about to eat when Aunt Fang's phone rang. She went into the bedroom to answer it, then came out and
said to us, "You two eat first. Something came up at school, I have to go over there, so I won't be able to eat with you."
"What is it, Mom? I have to go over there at noon."
"It's nothing, just eat."
Aunt Fang went back to the bedroom to change her clothes, and we continued eating. A little while later, she came out, still
wearing the same red dress and red high heels as that morning, but this time her stockings were black, and she was wearing perfume.
"You guys eat."
"Goodbye, Auntie."
"Goodbye."
Aunt Fang's cooking skills were still excellent, almost as good as Mom's. We finished eating quickly, and I
said to Wang Zixia, "Aunt Fang changed into black stockings and went out. Her old ones should be on the bed, right? Shall we
go check them?"
Wang Zixia thought for a moment, "Let's go take a look."
We went to Aunt Fang's bedroom, and sure enough, the flesh-colored stockings were on the bed.
"Aunt Fang, these stockings are so thin, even the toes are transparent."
"This must be what my dad bought for my mom. My dad especially likes these kinds of stockings with transparent toes."
I excitedly picked up the stockings and couldn't help but put my nose inside, greedily smelling them
. Aunt Fang's body fragrance was still in the stockings.
"Hey, you little rascal, you really don't treat yourself like an outsider! Did you get my permission?" He said, snatching the stockings away and
smelling them himself, looking quite intoxicated. But he quickly regained his composure. "I can't play with them anymore. These
stockings are too thin, they'll run easily, and there aren't many of these transparent toe stockings. Mom cherishes them."
He said, reluctantly putting the stockings down. "Come on, let's go play games. Your
mom just caught you masturbating with stockings, I can't repeat your mistake."
So we continued playing King of Glory. I said to Wang Zixia, "Change your skin, this one's awful
."
"Dude, I'm broke. My mom's cutting off my gaming budget."
"For the sake of this meal, I'll lend you 500."
"Really? Where did you get so much money?"
"I don't just steal my mom's stockings!"
"Great, good brother, you're loyal! Since you're so particular, I, Wang Zixia, can't be stingy. I'll show
you my treasured possession."
"What treasure?"
"I secretly copied videos of my dad and mom's sex scenes from my dad's computer!"
"Really? Hurry up!"
"I'll give you a heads-up: my mom was wearing super thin, open-crotch stockings."
"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up!" I was really looking forward to seeing a beauty like Aunt Fang get fucked.
Wang Zixia turned on his computer…
Nanbin People's Hospital
Zhang Lei: “Sister Ruoqiu, the patient is under anesthesia and surgery can begin.”
Zhou Ruoqiu: “Okay.”
At this moment, Wang Junhai glanced at his watch. “The surgery should have already started. If all goes well, Zhou Ruoqiu
will be my prey this time. Then, I'll tear off your pantyhose, lift up your silk-stockinged legs, and let
you experience heavenly pleasure!”

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