Hosting a young couple from Northeast China

"Ring! Ring!" One afternoon in early August, at 4:35, my office phone rang.
"Hello, Brother Wenzhang, we've arrived at the airport," Erdan's wife said on the phone.
"Got it. I've already sent someone to pick him up; he's waiting at the airport exit. Don't worry!" I said happily.
"Oh dear, there are so many people at the airport exit, how are we going to find him?" Erdan's wife asked .
I quickly said, "No problem at all, the person I sent put up a sign."
"What does the sign say?" Erdan's wife asked again.
"Xingfu Village—Erdan and his wife!" I said.
"You rascal! Wait till we meet, I'll teach you a lesson!" Erdan's wife said, then chuckled to herself.
I've known Erdan and his wife through Xingfu Village for over a year, but we haven't met in person yet. Online, we chat happily and freely, sharing everything, feeling a deep connection and inseparable. Almost every day, we meet online or exchange greetings. This time, at my invitation, Erdan and his wife happily accepted, accompanied by his parents-in-law.
"To welcome Erdan and his wife, and especially to warmly welcome you two elders, let's raise a toast!" I said, raising my glass, looking at Erdan and his wife and his parents-in-law, and downing it in one gulp.
"Three ounces of liquor, just to rinse your mouth; six ounces, still going strong; nine ounces, just to moisten your throat; a pound, 'proud and spirited'." This rhyming description of the drinking capacity of Northeasterners is absolutely true. Erdan's father-in-law is seventy years old, and his mother-in-law is sixty-eight, both retired workers. It's clear they are in excellent health and have a high tolerance for alcohol. They finished the first three glasses I offered them.
"Gentlemen, you can drink as you please," I said, looking at Erdan's parents-in-law.
"No problem! We're happy today, let's have a few more sips!" Erdan's mother-in-law said, looking at her husband.
"Yes, yes, let's have a few more sips!" Erdan's father-in-law said.
"Yes, yes!" Erdan said, nodding.
"Hehehe!" Erdan's wife laughed. Her laughter was joyful, hearty, and remarkably innocent and pure. With each laugh, her full, firm breasts bounced up and down.
Although Erdan's wife was in her early forties, she still possessed a captivating charm. Tonight, she wore a dark blue, tight-fitting, high-waisted, and hip-hugging halter-neck dress, and white high-heeled sandals that revealed her slender, fair, and delicate toes. As soon as she entered the hotel, her shoulder-length, tousled hair, sweet smile, slender waist, and plump, rounded buttocks attracted the admiring gazes of many Chinese and foreign guests, as well as the hostesses and restaurant staff.
"A thousand cups are not enough for a true friend." Before we knew it, the five of us had already drunk two bottles. The waiter opened a third bottle and refilled everyone's glasses.
"Grandpas, you two are very accomplished!" I said, raising my glass to Erdan's parents-in-law.
"We're illiterate, what's so accomplished about us?" Erdan's mother-in-law said.
"Hehe," I chuckled, "You two are so well-matched, so devoted to each other, so thrifty, so hardworking, and you've raised a beautiful daughter. Plus, you've found such a kind and honest son-in-law. Come on, let me toast you again.
I'll finish mine, you two can have a little as you like."
"Hehe. Look at Wen Zhang, he's got quite a lot to say, he's got a whole repertoire of knowledge." Erdan's mother-in-law said, raising her glass and downing it in one gulp.
Erdan's father-in-law also finished his drink.
"Mom, stop drinking! What Wen Zhang said about 'well-matched, devoted to each other, thrifty, so hardworking,' that's just a trap. He's going to play a joke on you later," Erdan's wife said anxiously, unable to contain herself any longer.
“Oh, they’re doing really well, there’s nothing fishy going on!” Erdan’s mother-in-law said, her eyes widening as she looked at her daughter. “A joke is fine, everyone jokes! It’s not fun without laughter, and I really want to hear it!” Then she said to me, “Go ahead, I’m listening.”
“Hehe.” I looked at Erdan’s wife and mother-in-law, then at Erdan, and smiled. “What I mean is, the reason you two have such a beautiful daughter is because you two have such a good relationship.”
“Mom, that’s a trap!” Erdan’s wife quickly interjected.
“Don’t talk nonsense, what they’re saying makes perfect sense!” Erdan’s mother-in-law nodded.
“Hmm, hmm.” Erdan’s father-in-law also nodded.
“Stop interrupting!” Erdan interrupted. He seemed a little anxious, looking at his wife and saying, “Let Brother Wenzhang finish what he’s saying.”
"Thank you! Then I'll speak." I nodded to Erdan and his wife, then looked at Erdan's parents-in-law and said, "The relationship between a couple is like that of a seed and the land. The man is the seed, and the woman is the land; neither can exist without the other. If the seed is bad, no matter how fertile the land, the harvest will be difficult; if the land is bad, no matter how good the seed, the final result will either be a reduced yield or a complete crop failure. So, you have a good daughter because..." "
Good! This analogy is so accurate! That's exactly how it is between a couple!" Erdan interrupted me, then murmured, "Good, good! Seed, land, land, seed..."
"Hehe!" Erdan's parents-in-law looked at each other and laughed.
"You bad boy, you bad boy," Erdan's wife said, laughing as she reached out her right hand and slapped me several times on the shoulder and back. Then she said, "I knew you wouldn't have anything nice to say later."
As we left, Erdan helped his father-in-law walk ahead. Erdan's mother-in-law followed behind, sitting in the middle, her left arm supported by me, and her right arm supported by Erdan's wife.
After escorting Erdan's parents-in-law to their room, Erdan pulled his suitcase to theirs. I quickly made two cups of tea for the two elders. Erdan's mother-in-law took the teacups, looked at Erdan's wife, and said cheerfully to me, "It's getting late. You've worked hard, don't bother anymore. Rest."
"I'm sorry to trouble you. Rest," Erdan's father-in-law said happily.
"Okay. Dad, Mom, you should rest," Erdan's wife said, standing up.
"Okay. Dad, Mom, you should rest," I also stood up and repeated after Erdan's wife.
Before I finished speaking, Erdan's wife glared at me.
"Oh dear, I've had too much to drink, I'm sorry," I quickly said. At that moment, I really felt a little embarrassed.
Erdan's mother-in-law looked at me, then at her daughter, and smiled to herself. Then, she looked at her daughter and said slowly, "You two go ahead with your work, spend some time talking with Wenzhang."
"Come on, let's go to their room (Northeastern dialect, meaning their room) and have a chat (meaning talk)," Erdan's wife said, then, seeing me standing still, she gave me two light taps on the buttocks.
"Oh!" I immediately understood the meaning of "that room" and "chat." So, I grinned foolishly at Erdan's parents-in-law a few times, nodded, and left their room.
"Hehe," Erdan opened the door, smiling, and said, "Sit, sit, please sit." It seemed he was busy packing; the bed and floor were covered in things.
"My husband, don't let his clumsy and awkward manner fool you," Erdan's wife said, as she gathered the odds and ends from the bed and floor. Then, she neatly folded the clothes and put them into the suitcase.
It was clear that Erdan's wife was a very efficient and capable wife. As she bent over to organize things, her hips were directly in front of me—high, large, round, and pert—very alluring. Especially when she carried the organized items to the storage cabinet, her swaying gait made her full, firm breasts bounce up and down, left and right, with each graceful step. I sat on the sofa, chatting with Erdan while gulping down tea. Erdan and I had a very pleasant and congenial conversation. Although the couple had been laid off for over six years, they had started their own small business two years ago and were living comfortably, quite well-known in a county-level city in Northeast China. During our conversation, Erdan raised several issues regarding the company's development, and I offered my opinions on each, covering the current state, potential, risks, trends, and countermeasures for different stages of the market and products.
"Hehe. We're really evenly matched (meaning we're similar in some aspects), my business is reliable!" Erdan said happily. He then picked up his teacup: "Come on, have a cup!" We clinked our cups together and drank simultaneously.
A moment later, Erdan's wife had tidied everything up. Then, she refilled both of our teacups with water. As she bent over to pour the water, her two large, snow-white breasts were intermittently visible before my eyes, making me feel hot all over and my heart race.
At that moment, I involuntarily glanced at my watch; it was already 11:45 PM.
"What are you doing?" Erdan stared at me with his eyes wide.
"Hehe. It's getting late, I should go." My voice was low.
"You, you, brother!" Erdan said, tapping the glass coffee table with his right hand. "Look at you, we've been arguing online for over a year, we've said everything we need to say, seen everything we need to see, and now you want to run away?"
"No, no..." I quickly said.
"No, no, we need to have a good talk." Erdan interrupted me, then said, "Is it because your sister-in-law isn't pretty, and you don't care?"
"No, no, definitely not!" I said this very decisively and firmly.
"Hehe." Erdan's wife laughed. She looked at me and said, "Brother Wenzhang, don't listen to his nonsense. Drink more tea, you drank too much today."
"Hehe." At this moment, Erdan smiled, his attitude becoming very amiable. He asked slowly, "Brother, is it because your 'that' down there isn't working?"
"No, no, it's perfectly fine!" Although I didn't understand what "not working" meant, I knew it wasn't a good word. So, my voice became louder, and my attitude more solemn.
"Oh dear, what are you talking about? You're completely off-topic!" Erdan's wife said, staring at Erdan with her big, bright eyes. "I beg you, please don't ask Brother Wenzhang anymore. Okay?"
*Thump!* Then, Erdan's wife immediately stood up, grabbed a white, transparent nightgown, went into the bathroom, and slammed the door shut.
"Haha." Erdan laughed, pointing to the bathroom, and said, "Her skills in bed are constantly improving, you can't let her down. If you do, think about it—you'll definitely get scolded!" “
Hehe. No way.” I said, then added, “I humbly learn from you and ask for your specific guidance.”
“Hehe. I’m no good, I’m too old-fashioned, I don’t get any appreciation.” Erdan laughed and then asked, “Brother, you’re a scholar, I wonder if you’re a half-baked expert.”
After I understood what “half-baked expert” meant, I immediately replied, “How could that be? I’ve been a soldier, carried a gun, fought on the border, faced hundreds of opponents, what am I afraid of? Now who’s afraid of in bed!”
“Hehe.” Erdan laughed. He punched me in the chest and said, “Then why did you just say you were lying?”
At this point, I felt embarrassed and stammered, “My wife went to Beijing for a meeting, she’s not home. My thought was, I’m here alone, I feel uneasy… ” "
What's the big deal? We'll have plenty of opportunities later." Erdan decisively interrupted me. Then, he kept his mouth shut, gestured with his head towards the bathroom a couple of times, and then glared at me: "Why are you still so confused? Get it done!"
"Bang!" The bathroom door opened. A fragrant aroma wafted in, gradually filling the entire room.
"Hehe." Erdan's wife, wearing a white transparent nightgown, walked out with a smile, her two full, erect breasts prominent. She had delicate features, a rosy cheek, and slightly damp hair that swayed naturally with her laughter, making her very alluring.
Erdan quickly sat on the bed, making room on the sofa. Then, he turned off the main light in the room, turned on the bedside lamp, and dimmed the light a little.
"You two have your argument. I'm going to get myself ready." "After saying that, Erdan went into the bathroom.
I immediately stood up, grabbed Erdan's wife, and kissed her passionately. Then, I put her on the bed, pulled her into my arms, and continued kissing her. Her tongue slid incessantly in my mouth, faster and faster. Her breasts pressed tightly against my chest, swaying from side to side. One of her legs was wrapped around my waist, making it difficult for me to move. Her lower body was firmly pressed against my genitals, twisting her body frequently. I thought, 'The battle hasn't even officially started yet, and it's already this intense right from the start.' No wonder Erdan was just..." He specifically told me that his wife's "bed skills were unparalleled!" So, I secretly decided on a strategy of "fighting a protracted war to ensure complete victory." Erdan's wife's tongue continued to swirl in my mouth. At this moment, I freed one hand and actively stroked her leg that was straddling my waist, from thigh to calf, from the back of the knee to the sole of the foot, gently, gently, lighter and lighter, like a feather duster. Initial victory: she made "mmm, mmm" sounds, her leg lowered, and her tongue left my mouth.
"You bad boy, give it to me, give it to me. I'm begging you." Her face was flushed, and her words were rapid. I gazed at her quietly, carefully admiring this stunning beauty from the Northeast: her figure was curvaceous and alluring, her face delicate and rosy, her lips slightly upturned, her skin snow-white and smooth, her breasts full and erect, her nipples rosy and tender, her buttocks round and plump, her legs slender and smooth. Looking further down: her pubic hair was dark and soft, evenly distributed around that important area; her vulva was slightly open, as if eagerly awaiting a guest.
Then, I first used my mouth, then my hands, to caress her entire body. Afterward, I used both mouth and hands simultaneously, alternating between them, each with its own emphasis, steadily progressing. At each stage, I consciously acted: bold yet meticulous, considerate yet gentle, serious yet delicate, diligent yet meticulous. I didn't rush, didn't pressure her, didn't go through the motions, and eliminated any gaps or blind spots. In this way, in less than twenty minutes, Erdan's wife was completely immersed in pleasure.
"Mmm, mmm, mmm!" "Okay, okay, okay!" Her moans grew louder and louder.
"You rest, I'll take care of it!" Suddenly, she turned over, saying as she lay on top of me, kissing my entire body.
Afterwards, I gently laid her down on the bed, straddled her, and officially began the process. Her hands gripped my hips tightly, her plump buttocks swaying rhythmically up and down, left and right. Then, I slowed down, employing a "nine deep, one shallow" and "nine shallow, one deep" method, moving left and right, up and down, fast and slow, in and out.
Her vagina reached orgasm, and I was starting to feel the strain.
Just then, Erdan came out of the bathroom. He grinned and said, "Hehe. Didn't wrong my wife!"
"No!" I said, turning my head away, wiping the sweat from my brow, and laughing to myself.
I got off the bed, pulled her to the edge, lifted her long, smooth, white legs, and thrust in with all my might. Her legs were tightly wrapped around my waist, her plump buttocks swaying up and down, her large nipples bobbing from side to side with the pace of my thrusts. She cried out repeatedly, "So good! So good! Happy! Happy! I want it! I want it! I want more!"
"Excuse me, please stop for a moment," I said, decisively leaving the scene and sitting on the sofa to drink water and smoke.
Erdan chuckled twice and ran to the bed...
The next morning, the dawn brought a symphony of morning exercise music. People dressed in red and green danced and sang to the music amidst the lush greenery, completely absorbed in the experience. A Toyota minivan left the hotel, heading straight for a famous national tourist attraction. Erdan sat in the passenger seat, my mother-in-law and I sat in the second row, and Erdan's wife and her father sat in the third row. The music "Today is a Good Day" played in the car, exceptionally beautiful and alluring.

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