[Mature Woman in a Small Town] Chapter Eight: Auntie Arrives

Author: danchao00
February 13, 2017
Published on: Forum
First Release: Yes
Based on reader feedback, and after careful consideration, I've decided that starting with this chapter, the second female lead will appear earlier
. This requires significant adjustments to various aspects of the original plot. I also feel that continuing with such a single female lead
will bore readers. So, that's it for now; Liu Aihong will temporarily step down, and a new character will appear.
In the next few chapters, there probably won't be any more explicit scenes with Liu Aihong until the new character's storyline unfolds, at which point we'll continue
writing about the English teacher, Liu Aihong.
Chapter Eight: Auntie Arrives
Li Qiang originally planned to go out for dinner with Liu Aihong later, and then go shopping in the evening for some intimate moments. However,
as soon as he finished showering and turned on his phone, he saw a message from his mother saying that his aunt had arrived and that he needed to hurry
home. She also scolded him for not having turned on his phone all day and for not being able to contact her.
Helpless, Li Qiang quickly called his mother back, telling her he'd drunk too much the night before, his phone was dead, and
he'd spent the day sleeping in his dorm at school. His mother said his aunt was at her house and he needed to come home immediately.
He'd originally planned to be intimate with Liu Aihong that evening, but now things had changed drastically. Li Qiang reluctantly said goodbye to Liu
Aihong and dejectedly headed home.
Liu Aihong, on the other hand, breathed a sigh of relief. She still felt like she was in a dream;
what had happened to her these past two days was too unbelievable. After Li Qiang left, she
ate something at home, then lay exhausted on her bed, reflecting on the events—the lewd and absurd things—and
blushing with shame. Thinking of her honest husband and her child studying away from home, she felt deeply ashamed.
She didn't know how she would face her family in the future.
It all started with that cheap dress she'd bought on a whim at a roadside stall. Then, like a domino effect
, it triggered a chain reaction. A normally well-behaved student, aroused by his teacher's revealing attire, felt a surge
of desire. The school was holding a Teachers' Day dance, and all the teachers were kept after lunch to set up the venue,
forcing him to continue wearing the revealing clothes. Then, because of this outfit, and perhaps the
pantyhose, he was unexpectedly invited to dance by the principal, who, with ulterior motives,
plied him with alcohol. Meanwhile, the very student he considered so desirable, whose
parents had also fueled his lust, was also present at the school dance and was later arranged to take him home. Afterwards, the usually honest and
conservative student, drunk and aroused by the day's events, lost control, mistaking his
student for his husband. Thus, the two, drunk and driven by lust, committed a grave mistake. One was a young
student, the other his 46-year-old English teacher. Even worse, the next day, in a sober state, they again
succumbed to temptation, meeting passionately at the teacher's home.
In her bedroom with her husband, in the living room, and even in the yard, they engaged in various lewd positions,
uttering all sorts of obscene and vulgar words, even shamelessly performing acts that should have been between husband and wife in front of their longtime neighbors
.
Liu Aihong lay in bed with her eyes closed, recalling the shocking events of the past,
vividly replaying in her mind like a movie on a screen. Shame, regret, excitement, and thrill filled her heart with a complex mix of emotions
. She had no one to blame but herself, no one to hate. It was all fate's cruel joke, destiny's design, yet in her old age, she was subjected to this karmic
entanglement. Sigh, perhaps if she had spoken out when she woke up this morning, ended things then and there, and pretended nothing had happened,
it would have been better. But now, having done those things while fully conscious, could she still pretend not to know?
And so, Liu Aihong lay in bed all night, tossing and turning, her mind racing, finally falling asleep sometime in the early hours of the morning
.
On his way home, Li Qiang thought about his relationship with Liu Aihong, and then about his aunt who was now living with him.
His mother had two siblings; she was the youngest, his uncle was four years older than her, and his aunt was the eldest,
seven years older than his mother, and was 52 this year.
His aunt didn't live in Licheng County anymore, but in the city center, more
than an hour's drive from the county seat. So, although the two families had a very good relationship, they didn't see each other often, usually only
during the Chinese New Year. His mother had told him on the phone that his aunt had moved back to her hometown in Licheng by herself. Wow, she really did move
! Li Qiang was truly impressed by his aunt.
Actually, his aunt had been talking about moving back to Licheng for years. She would mention it every time they met during the Chinese New Year. His aunt's
family used to live in Licheng County, but his uncle moved to the city for a job change. After all these years in the city,
his aunt had never adapted and complained about wanting to move back. Speaking of his aunt, she was a true housewife who
had never worked outside the home. She's always stayed home taking care of the children and doing housework. She's a virtuous wife and loving mother, but her downside is
her lack of worldly experience; she's practically the traditional woman from ancient times, obedient to her father at home, her husband after marriage, and her son after her husband's death.
Back in her hometown of Licheng, my aunt had neighbors, relatives, and friends around her, and she could chat with them
. Since moving to the city ten years ago, she's lost all her friends. She doesn't work and spends her time
doing housework, so she has no opportunity to make new friends. The city is full of apartment complexes, and she doesn't
know many neighbors. So she constantly complains that the city isn't as good as her hometown, that she has more friends and a better environment there. She always wanted to move back
. But at the time, her children were still young and needed care, so she couldn't.
Now, her son is married, has children, and has moved out, leaving only my aunt and uncle. The conditions
are right, so it seems she's finally moving back. However, my mother says only my aunt is coming back; my uncle isn't
. Li Qiang had already anticipated this. Over the years, only his aunt had consistently insisted on moving back. His uncle and cousin
both disagreed with moving back. It's true, everyone's moving to the city these days; haven't you seen people buying houses in the city for marriage?
Only his aunt wanted to return to Licheng, this small county town.
On the phone, his mother asked Li Qiang to take good care of his aunt and visit her often. After all,
she was worried about his aunt living alone. His mother originally wanted his sister to live with them, but his aunt insisted on living alone in the old house.
A home. This was a wish she had cherished for years. Her aunt's old house was quite large, covering 400-500
square meters, with a row of single-story houses on the north side and a spacious courtyard. That's how it is in the countryside of the county town; land
isn't valuable, and rural people's courtyards are all huge. Her aunt loved these rural single-story houses and courtyards. According to her
, in the city, not only do you have no friends, but the streets are also filled with smog, and you can't even hear crickets chirping. Living
in a rural single-story house, listening to crickets chirping at night—that's what life is all about. Thinking of her aunt's words, Li Qiang chuckled.
That's quite a high level of understanding, comparable to Tao Yuanming, hehe…
Li Qiang, lost in thought about his aunt, unknowingly arrived at his own doorstep. Inside
, his mother and aunt were busy in the kitchen. It was almost dinnertime.
"Auntie, when did you get here? Didn't Uncle come with you?" Li Qiang greeted his aunt as he entered the kitchen,
watching her busy at work.
"Xiao Qiang's finally back! Quickly wash your hands and get ready for dinner," his aunt
said as she continued cooking.
Today, his aunt was wearing a black long skirt and a blue short-sleeved Chinese-style top with white flowers—the kind of
clothes older women wear, with the classic Chinese-style straight buttons. The skirt reached her ankles, revealing
her flesh-colored stockings. She wore black peep-toe high-heeled sandals, the toes peeking out from under the stockings.
Li Qiang remembered his aunt always having short, permed hair dyed a wine-red, though a
very light shade, only visible in sunlight.
Perhaps because of his heightened desire these past few days, Li Qiang was first drawn to
the hem of his aunt's skirt, to her gleaming stockings. The flesh-colored stockings seemed directly associated with sex, involuntarily
reminding Li Qiang of his aunt wearing flesh-colored pantyhose. His penis twitched involuntarily, and his breathing quickened.
Li Qiang's gaze then traveled up the black gauze skirt to his aunt's buttocks. Just then, his aunt bent over to pick something up
, and as she bent over, her buttocks, which were previously obscured, stuck out towards Li Qiang
.
Huff… Li Qiang's breathing quickened. Such large buttocks; through the soft gauze skirt, he could vaguely see
the outline of her underwear.
Looking further up, because the garments worn by older women are usually quite loose, Li Qiang couldn't discern the size of her breasts
. His aunt's arms, however, were quite thick, probably twice as thick as Li Qiang's. Such thick arms didn't evoke
a sense of strength; on the contrary, Li Qiang felt a strong urge to reach out and fondle them, imagining how plump and soft those exposed arms must feel
.
Finally, seeing that familiar yet unfamiliar face, none of his mother's sisters were particularly beautiful. Li Qiang had initially only
thought his aunt was dignified and elegant, but because of his earlier lewd thoughts, he now saw her with a more
sexual allure. Li Qiang didn't know why he felt sexually aroused by his aunt today,
a woman he had almost never considered in that regard before. Was it because of his marriage to Liu Aihong that his aesthetic sense had completely changed?
Li Qiang had only ever harbored a secret interest in mature women, and had even secretly read many adult
videos and novels featuring mature women, but this latent desire had never been unleashed. Yesterday, by sheer
coincidence, Li Qiang experienced the charm of a mature woman for the first time. And now, he was
completely out of control. Seeing his aunt now, he couldn't help but think in that direction, his heart racing with each thought.
The reason Li Qiang said he had almost never thought in that direction was because he had once had a sexual fantasy about his aunt many years ago
. However, it was only once, and he had never had one again, so he had almost forgotten about it.
It was when Li Qiang was in junior high school. One autumn, his aunt went back to her hometown in the county and stayed at the old house.
Li Qiang couldn't remember the specifics, only that he took his aunt back to the old house late that night. When they entered the bedroom
, his aunt took off her coat, revealing a tight-fitting sweater over a woolen
plaid skirt, flesh-colored leggings, and orange ankle boots. Li Qiang was going through puberty then,
a time when he was interested in everything related to the opposite sex. The flesh-colored leggings that stretched taut over her thighs seemed like his aunt's real
skin, which aroused his desire. After returning home, he spent the whole night fantasizing about those flesh-colored thighs
. Sex is such a strange thing; you never know what triggers a teenager's desire.
Li Qiang was at a stage where he was very sensitive to everything related to the opposite sex, unable to withstand the slightest stimulation, and unaware
of concepts like stockings and uniforms. However, after this period of extreme sexual arousal passed, his aunt almost never
appeared in Li Qiang's fantasies again. After all, Li Qiang himself felt it was immoral and always felt guilty. Sex plus a relative was
compounding the sin. Secondly, his aunt was indeed not very attractive, and Li
Qiang didn't yet have the later infatuation with mature women; at that time, he was still attracted to schoolgirls. Also, Li Qiang seemed to have never seen his aunt wear leggings
or stockings like that again. She almost always wore short stockings like today. Just now, a gust of wind blew up her skirt, and Li Qiang saw that his aunt
was wearing flesh-colored short stockings, which made him feel a little disappointed. However, thinking about it, it was normal; women of this age,
especially honest and conservative housewives like his aunt, rarely wore stockings or pantyhose.
"Li Qiang, after dinner tonight, take your aunt back to the old house. It's been uninhabited for a long time;
they only just finished cleaning it up today. Stay there tonights and help look after your aunt. It's
also close to the school, so it'll be convenient for her to go to school," Mom said to Li Qiang while helping his aunt with the last bit of dinner preparation.
"Okay," Li Qiang replied, then suddenly remembered something and felt a surge of excitement.

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