My sister-in-law, Bai Lu

Bai Song, arm in arm with the beautiful woman, introduced her to me: "This is my wife, Bai Lu." He then turned to the woman and introduced me
: "This is the one I told you about."
I quickly invited them both to sit down, smiling, "Sister-in-law, you can just call me Weihou, that
's what my friends call me." They sat down intimately together, while I sat to their side opposite them.
"Haven't ordered yet?" Bai Song asked.
I quickly replied, "Let sister-in-law order, it's a deal for me today."
Bai Lu didn't stand on ceremony and took the menu to look through it.
While they were ordering, I carefully observed Bai Lu.
She was at the most charming age for a woman, mature and alluring, yet showing no signs of aging—
truly the epitome of youthful beauty.
To be honest, Bai Lu wasn't a stunning beauty, but she had one distinctive feature: a rounded figure. Her face
was round, her eyes were round, her small nose was round, and even her slightly pouting lips were plump
like a ripe American cherry, incredibly alluring.
Unfortunately, the weather hadn't warmed up yet, and she was wearing thick winter clothes,
so you couldn't see her figure. But judging from her chubby little hands, you could tell she wasn't the skinny
type.
The couple quickly ordered four dishes, all very ordinary. I couldn't help but nod in approval; they were a
discerning couple, not the type to take advantage of others.
The meal proceeded in a friendly and warm atmosphere. Although none of us explicitly said anything,
I noticed that Bai Lu's gaze was almost melting me. After the three of us
finished a bottle of baijiu, the atmosphere in the private room gradually became ambiguous.
"Oh, it's so hot, honey, can you help me take off my coat?" Bai Lu said coquettishly, leaning against Bai Song.
Bai Song glanced at me, chuckled, and quickly took off Bai Lu's coat.
I looked closely, and my heart skipped a beat; my crotch began to stir.
The woman was only wearing a thin black undershirt underneath,
the kind you could wear on the outside in spring and autumn, with semi-transparent fabric around her shoulders and collarbone.
The thin, tight-fitting top outlined several alluring curves; her rounded shoulders and prominent breasts exuded
a thirst for sex. But that wasn't the most damning thing. The most damning thing was that I noticed
a clearly visible nipple through Bai Lu's top.
She really was a slut; she wasn't wearing a bra.
Bai Song, seeing me staring at his wife's chest, couldn't help but smile smugly
and grabbed at her breast.
The soft flesh changed shape in his hands, and under the pressure,
the nipple became even more conspicuous.
"You're going to kill me! Watch out, the waiter might come in!" Bai Lu said coquettishly, squeezing her waist and giving me a
flirtatious wink.
I coughed awkwardly twice and chuckled, "You two have such a great relationship!"
Bai Song laughed heartily, withdrew his hand and patted his wife's thigh, saying, "It's just me and
the guard drinking all night. Come on, you should have a couple of drinks with the guard too."
Bai Lu stood up with a charming smile, picked up her glass, and sat down on the chair next to me.
"Sister-in-law, drink less, I'll finish mine." I quickly picked up my glass and clinked it with hers, downing the remaining
wine in one gulp.
"You're really straightforward, little brother." Bai Lu smiled and took a sip, then snuggled into my arms like a cat.
Good heavens , are these two really this open? They're already "playing" in the restaurant's private room?
I felt Bai Lu's soft breasts pressing against my arm, and glanced nervously at Bai Song,
only to find him smiling at me encouragingly.
Damn it, I'll play sooner or later anyway, might as well get my hands dirty first! I chuckled, reached out and wrapped my arm around Bai Lu's waist,
my hand slipping up from under her ribs to gently pinch her breast.
Bai Lu let out a soft moan, squirming playfully, one hand seemingly unintentionally pressing against my crotch.
"Hiss..." Caught off guard by Bai Lu's sneak attack, I couldn't help but gasp. My already swollen erection,
pressed down by her small hand, became as hard as an iron rod.
Bai Lu let out a soft cry, turning her head to look at her husband in surprise, then biting her lip and giggling:
"Brother..."
That charming and seductive call immediately made Bai Song understand, and he smiled indulgently: "Bear with it,
we'll go home in a bit."
Bai Lu looked up at me with a strange smile, then down at my bulging crotch, and chuckled:
"But little brother, I'm afraid I can't show my face in public now, how about your sister-in-law helps you cool down?"
I was immediately stunned.
To be honest, I'm pretty bold when it comes to lust. I've been with so many women, all kinds, in all sorts of
places , I've seen it all. But the idea of doing *that* openly in a restaurant private room
is a bit hard for me to accept.
These two are having a blast! If they actually did it right there ,
what if a waiter walked in while
they were having sex? I'd be on the front page tomorrow. Turns out I was wrong. They weren't that bold, but what Bai Lu did next
was far more exciting than I imagined.
Seeing that Bai Song didn't object, she immediately picked up her glass and downed it in one gulp, then deftly ducked
under the tablecloth.
Was she going to give me oral sex?!
I looked around the room and figured my seat was relatively far in, so even if a waiter came in, they wouldn't notice Bai Lu unless they went further in. So I steeled myself and cooperated with Bai Lu by pulling down
my pants . My erection was finally released, and immediately two soft little hands grasped it. Bai Lu, who was squatting under the table, looked up at me and smiled, guiding my penis to her lips and slipping it inside. The moment it entered my mouth, I understood why Bai Lu had been so tightly pursing her lips as she swallowed it. That slut hadn't even swallowed the drink she'd been drinking. I felt a chill first, then a burning heat. "Hiss…" I let out a low growl, a mixture of pleasure and pain. The burning, numbing sensation was indescribable . It was the epitome of "pain and pleasure intertwined. " I wondered, "Won't this ruin my life ?" Bai Song, clearly a frequent user of this trick, smiled and sat down beside me, watching his wife sell herself under the table.

She forcefully swallowed and spit out my penis, comforting me, "Brother, have you ever done this before? Bear with it,
the real pleasure comes after the initial heat wears off. Lulu's oral skills are absolutely masterful."
I smiled distortedly, feeling myself gradually regaining consciousness under Bai Lu's thrusting, waves of
pleasure slowly enveloping me.
Bai Song was right, his wife's technique was absolute; not only was there no toothiness, but she also occasionally
did a deep throat.
Damn, deep throat! Men who haven't experienced it can't imagine that ultimate enjoyment. Even if you
fuck a tight cunt, it can't replace the feeling of being completely surrounded by soft flesh. Of all
the women I've been with, quite a few have been willing to let me give them a blowjob, but when it comes to the best taste, Bai Lu is undoubtedly number one.
Finally, after Bai Lu had thrust my penis deep into her own throat for what felt like the umpteenth time, I couldn't help but
groan, pressing her head tightly down, and violently ejaculated.
Because of the obstruction in her throat, I didn't feel very comfortable at the time, completely lacking
the unhindered pleasure I had during intercourse. However, the psychological satisfaction was enough to offset that minor shortcoming.
Ignoring her struggles, I ejaculated completely into her throat before reluctantly releasing my grip, letting her
vomit out my still throbbing penis.
As soon as she vomited, she collapsed to the ground, coughing violently. When she raised her head a moment later, her
face was covered in tears and snot.
"I almost choked to death, cough cough..." Bai Lu pinched me hard, then glared at
her husband and muttered, "Damn it, you're having a good time watching your wife get fucked by someone else, aren't you? You didn't even lend
a hand."
Bai Song laughed and helped his wife up, handing her a tissue, "Hurry up and wipe your nose, it's running."
"Get lost, you snot!" Bai Lu took the tissue and cursed, "That's his stuff, it got into your trachea
."
I awkwardly fastened my pants and apologized to Bai Lu, "I'm sorry, sister-in-law, I got too excited and
couldn't control myself, I'm really sorry."
Bai Lu rolled her eyes at me and pretended to be angry, "It's okay, I'll shove my pussy in your mouth and give you a
good fucking later, then we'll be even."
I chuckled dryly and helped Bai Song wipe her clean.
Bai Lu wasn't really angry, she just laughed and cursed a few times before suggesting we end the meal. I went out and called the waiter to pay
the bill, and after discussing it, we decided to go back to her house together.
Bai Song drove, and I sat in the back seat with his wife in my arms, groping her all over. This woman is absolutely stunning,
and the thought of her being able to play with her alongside her husband makes my blood boil. I could barely contain myself and almost
wanted to have sex right there in the car.
But reality is always unpredictable. Halfway there, I received
a call from Sister Meng.
"Xiao Hu, where are you?" Sister Meng's voice sounded different than usual, like she'd been drinking.
"Playing with friends, Sister Meng, is something wrong?" I asked.
"Um…can you come pick me up? I've been drinking and can't drive," Sister Meng said in a low voice.
I thought about it and agreed. Firstly, I'd just released my pent-up desire
, so Bai Lu wasn't as attractive to me anymore. Secondly, I'd always had a crush on Sister Meng and was a little worried about her.
The Bai couple were very disappointed and kept saying they'd reschedule. Knowing I was picking up friends, they very kindly
took me to the Western restaurant where Sister Meng was eating.
Sister Meng was alone, and when I saw her, I couldn't help but admire her. She was clearly
dressed up , looking completely different from her usual unadorned self, radiating a captivating
glow.
I called the waiter to pay the bill and then helped her out. After she called me, she
had probably drunk quite a bit more. She was only about 50% drunk when she made the call, but by the time I helped her out, she was
at least 80% drunk.
"What's wrong with you today? You drank so much by yourself," I
asked her worriedly after putting her in the car.
She slumped in the back seat, grinning foolishly with wide eyes: "Because I... I'm happy today, today... today
is... my wedding... wedding anniversary..."
I sighed: "Nobody celebrates an anniversary alone..."
Just then, my phone rang. It was Bai Song.
"Hey, bro, you said you had nothing to do with this white-collar wife? She thinks of you every time she's drunk!"
Bai Song said jokingly. That bastard, I wonder where he is, he hasn't left yet.
"Don't talk nonsense, I really have nothing to do with her!" I said irritably.
"Heh, then today it is! Take this opportunity, I can at least get my hands on her, right?"
I hung up the phone and got in the car.
Sister Meng was getting drunk and increasingly intoxicated, laughing and crying as she started talking nonsense. From her fragmented
murmurs learned that today really was her wedding anniversary, but because of the time difference, when she
called her husband, she probably didn't get a good response, so she came out alone to drown her sorrows.
The bumpy ride in the car had a vomiting effect on the drunk, and Sister Meng vomited quite ungracefully, not only
getting herself covered in vomit but also getting the leather seats in her car dirty. So
, after I took her back to her house, I half-dragged her into the bathroom and pulled off her soiled clothes. "What are you doing!" As I was pulling off her clothes, she suddenly started struggling, grabbing her sleeves and desperately trying to pull them back. "Sister Meng, Sister Meng! You're dirty. You have to take off your dirty clothes before you can sleep." I shook her and splashed some cold water on her face. Her eyes finally focused, and when she saw it was me, she let go and mumbled, "Run me some water, I want to take a bath." *Screw you!* I grimly helped her undress until she was only wearing a set of thermal underwear, then tried to carry her to the bedroom to sleep. But unexpectedly, she struggled again, yelling and insisting on taking a bath. I had no choice, and afraid of disturbing the neighbors, so I just ran her some hot water, made her a little more awake, closed the door, and left. To say I wasn't attracted to her would be a lie, but the key point is, I had already played with her body when she was drunk last time. Although I didn't actually have sex with her then, she must have noticed something was wrong afterward, otherwise...

After that, she didn't deliberately distance herself from me, and even banged on my table as a warning.
If she really wanted to develop a relationship with me after that incident, she wouldn't have distanced herself.
Although I don't know why she asked me to pick her up this time while drunk, I didn't dare take the risk.
What if she really didn't want to and sued me tomorrow? Who the hell would I be able to reason with?
However, I didn't leave immediately. I'd heard that it's easy for drunk people to get into
trouble so after leaving the bathroom, I sat on the sofa in the living room, quietly listening to what was happening inside.
Aside from some initial water sounds, it was completely quiet. Just as I was worried
something had happened to her and was about to rush in to save her, I suddenly heard a loud splash from the bathroom, and the door abruptly
opened.
I stared in disbelief as a pale, wet body stumbled
out, completely oblivious to my presence, and collapsed onto the bed.
Her hair was mostly dry, except for the area below her shoulders.
I figured she'd probably soaked in the bathtub for a bit, taken a nap, and then woken up from the cold and
crawled out.
She was curled up in bed, scratching at herself, trying to pull the blanket over herself, but she
usually kept it in the closet, and she'd clearly forgotten that while drunk.
I sighed, went into her bedroom, and pulled the blanket over her.
Of course, I wasn't going to pass up such a treat. I first looked at her large breasts, which she was clutching tightly in her arms
, and then, from behind her curled-up body, I admired for a while the hairy mound of her buttocks pressed tightly
together.
Finally, I covered her with the blanket and left.
The next morning, I received a call from Sister Meng.
Her voice trembled as she asked, "Xiao Hu, what time did you leave last night?"
"I left after you fell asleep," I replied calmly, my heart pounding. There was a moment of
silence on the other end of the phone before she hung up.
After returning to work, Sister Meng seemed perfectly normal. I was surprised to find that she still wore
the same makeup as yesterday, looking radiant.
This excited the men in the office, except for the most senior, Old Han, who remained calm and
dismissively told us that Sister Meng had always been this beautiful when she first joined the company; she only started going
makeup-free after having a child.
I thought last night's events would be like last time, just over and done with, but unexpectedly, I received a call from Sister Meng
after .
"Come to my place for dinner tonight, I have something to tell you," Sister Meng said calmly on the phone.

[The End]

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