Brother-in-law who was cuckolded

After graduating from university, I got a job at my current company, a state-owned enterprise, thanks to my father's connections. There's not much to do most of the time; I just hang around chatting and reading newspapers. The only thing that
excites is the group's internal football league. As a star player on my university's department team and a die-hard football fan, I finally have a chance to shine. Our company did pretty
well, easily defeating three other companies and advancing to the next round. That day, I played exceptionally well, accidentally scoring four goals, but the opponents were too weak—9-2, no doubt about it.
The next day, as soon as I entered the office, I was greeted with a flurry of compliments. Most people probably knew I got in through connections; I'd only been with the company for a little over three months, and I'm pretty
good at reading people, so I was already quite familiar with most of the people in the office. State-owned enterprises are relatively easy. Not long after I sat down, Sister Zhou, sitting across
the table, smiled and said to me, "Little Li, I didn't realize you were so capable."
Sister Zhou looked to be thirty or thirty-one; she was beautiful, had a great figure, and looked like she was only twenty-five or twenty-six. She also didn't have
children ; she was the most beautiful woman in the office. Although there was another pretty girl who came in with me, I personally think she's nowhere near as attractive as Sister Zhou. I smiled shyly, "Oh, not at all, I'm just not as good as her." I scratched my head. Sister Zhou leaned forward slightly, "Heh, still being modest." I accidentally caught a glimpse
of Sister Zhou's ample breasts—they were truly voluptuous.
I swallowed hard, and to be honest, I didn't dare look any longer. I smiled.
After a while, I read the newspaper, then got up to get some water, casually asking, "Sister Zhou, would you like some?"
Sister Zhou looked at me, smiled, and said, "Thank you." Then I happily went to get the water. Serving Sister Zhou, so blissful.
When I returned, I handed the water to Sister Zhou, then sat down at her desk and chatted with her. Work was so boring; I always had to find something to pass the time.
As we chatted turned to Sister Zhou's family. I joked,
"Sister Zhou is so beautiful, your husband must be very happy." Sister Zhou smiled, "Not at all. It's just like that."
I joked, "Heh, your husband must have put in a lot of effort to pursue you." Sister Zhou smiled and glanced at me, "No, back then, it wasn't like you
young people ."
I'm 25, and I don't think I'm young anymore. I pretended to be surprised, "Sister Zhou, you're not my age. If you said you were 23 or 24,
people would definitely believe you." Sister Zhou was chatting happily, "Heh, you know how to talk. Xiao Li, how old are you? Do you have a girlfriend?"
"Me? No. I don't have money or a house, who would want me? I'm 25." I said helplessly.
"Heh, it's still early. You're young, a house and a car are just a matter of years. Find a good girlfriend, and then work hard. Don't think about my husband.
Sigh." Sister Zhou sighed.
"What's wrong with your husband? Everyone in our department says you're good at managing your husband, Sister Zhou. He treats you very well."
"What's the use of just being good?" Sister Zhou said with a hint of helplessness. "You're still young, you don't understand."
I didn't understand, so I said, "It's nothing, you have a house, you have a home. There's no pressure anymore. Isn't that great?"
Sister Zhou looked at me, "Little Li, every family has its own problems."
To be honest, I hesitated a bit. I didn't know if what Sister Zhou was talking about was those kinds of things, but it wasn't easy to find a topic to bring up. I smiled foolishly, "Sister Zhou,
don't sigh. Sighing makes you age easily."
Sister Zhou rolled her eyes at me. From my angle, it was easy to see Sister Zhou's black underwear under her low-cut top. Sometimes I felt that Sister Zhou must have noticed my
angle , but I disguised it well, so she probably couldn't say anything. She just shifted her body slightly. I suspected that Sister Zhou was seducing me, otherwise, why
could I still see her beauty from this angle?
We chatted about this and that until lunchtime. Sister Zhou and I ate together. I went to get her food, and we sat down to eat together. While we were eating, Sister Zhou asked a
question that almost made me choke. It was definitely blatant seduction. She asked me, "Have you ever been to a prostitute?" I can't remember how we got to this topic. I only remember
blushing slightly at the question, and then I pretended to be normal and said, "No, I don't like that." Sister Zhou looked at me seductively and asked, "You're
a grown man, how do you usually deal with this?" This question was really hard for me to face, but backing down at this moment was not my style. I pretended to be nonchalant
and said, "Sigh, it's nothing. If I can't find a solution, I just put up with it." Sister Zhou's eyes were alluring, "Isn't that a lot of hardship to endure?"
Absolutely seductive! I smiled and said lewdly, "A little bit, yeah."
Sister Zhou rolled her eyes at me and said, "Yours, is it big?" I tilted my head, looked to the side, and whispered, "I don't know if it's big, but it's this big, I guess."
I gestured.
Sister Zhou's face turned a little red, and she whispered, "How about coming to my place after work tonight?"
Even a fool would know what she meant. I nodded hurriedly. Sister Zhou smiled at me and left. I quickly ate a couple of bites of food and followed her.
In the afternoon at work, I was distracted, constantly glancing at Sister Zhou across from me. She was so sexy. Sister Zhou would glance at me, smile, and occasionally even give
me a provocative smirk. It was infuriating. After a while, Sister Zhou got up and left. A moment later, I received a text message from Sister Zhou: "Going home,
I can't wait."
I hurriedly stuffed my phone into my pocket and ran downstairs.
Attendance at the company is by signing in; if you don't sign in when you leave today, you can make up for it tomorrow morning. Everyone does it this way; leaving early is commonplace.
When I got downstairs, I saw Sister Zhou waiting for me, so we took a taxi to her place. In the car, Sister Zhou was already limp against me, and my
heart was pounding. We went inside, hugged, and went into the bedroom. There was a wedding photo of Sister Zhou and her husband hanging above the bed. I threw Sister Zhou onto the bed
and started helping her undress, and she helped me undress too. When she pulled down my pants, my penis sprang out. I was already incredibly aroused.
Sister Zhou was surprised, grabbed it, and said, "So big." That made me incredibly proud. I smiled modestly, then pulled down Sister Zhou's skirt, and she
busied herself taking hers off too. When she was about to take off her stockings, I stopped her, saying, "Keep them on, they're sexy." Sister Zhou gave me her signature glare, but didn't take off the
stockings Wearing her underwear and stockings, we rolled around on the bed. I was already naked, embracing her smooth body.
I didn't have much sexual experience; my foundation came mostly from watching a few pornographic films in college. At that moment, I imitated the actions from those films, embracing Sister Zhou,
caressing her, and kissing her. Sister Zhou moaned excitedly in response.
Her two small hands mercilessly ravaged my genitals, and I was practically bursting with excitement.
At that moment, no one noticed the living room door open. A moment later, the bedroom door opened. Sister Zhou and I looked up, and I was stunned. A man...
Zhou Jie's husband, carrying a bag of vegetables and meat, pushed open the bedroom door, looked at us, and his expression shifted several times—it was hard to describe—before he finally looked at
us. He remained awkwardly silent for a few minutes, and Zhou Jie's body was still trembling in my arms. I was filled with regret. I felt like I was doomed. I hadn't even done anything, and he'd caught me in bed with someone else
. What would I do if this got back to the company?
"You, why are you back so early?" Zhou Jie said.
After a while, Zhou Jie's husband, probably to save face for us, closed the door and left. I picked up my clothes, ready to leave. Sister Zhou grabbed me. "You brat,
you think you can just walk away after taking advantage? Stay here."
I stammered, "Sister Zhou, what, what should we do?"
Sister Zhou sat up, casually combed her hair, thought for a moment, and said, "Watch me. You're not allowed to leave.
Wait here." Then Sister Zhou left. I sat on the bed, trembling with fear, then stood up and walked to the door, listening to the sounds outside.
If something happened, I had to go out and help.
Sister Zhou, wearing her high heels, walked to the kitchen. My brother-in-law was cutting meat with a knife; the sound of the knife hitting the cutting board made me uneasy. Sister Zhou walked over calmly
, and neither of them spoke.
"What meat did you buy? I want to eat ribs," Sister Zhou spoke first.
The sound of the knife stopped. "Don't you not like ribs?" my brother-in-law's voice said.
"I want to eat braised ribs today." Both of their voices were calm.
My brother-in-law didn't speak, hesitating.
"Go buy some," Sister Zhou suddenly said loudly.
"Okay, okay. I'll go buy some," my brother-in-law's voice sounded uneasy. Then I heard his footsteps. I wondered if he was carrying a kitchen knife.
"Wait," came the sound of Zhou Jie's high heels. A moment later, Zhou Jie came in, picked up her clothes, took out a hundred yuan, and turned to leave. The door wasn't closed properly, and I
could see outside.
"Here, buy some more groceries. Xiao Li is eating at our house today." Zhou Jie's voice was still calm, slightly cold.
"Oh. Okay." My brother-in-law took the money, his gaze passing over Zhou Jie's shoulder and looking into the bedroom, just in time to see me looking out.
"Hurry up. What are you dawdling for?" Zhou Jie urged impatiently.
With the sound of the door opening and closing, I felt a little relieved. Zhou Jie turned and went back into the bedroom. In this situation, I didn't know what to do.
Continuing to sex with Zhou Jie was unlikely. I could only look at Zhou Jie. After she came in, she looked at me and smiled smugly. "Look at you, still a man."
I felt ashamed and
gave an awkward laugh. "Sister Zhou, you're amazing."
"Heh, you little rascal." Sister Zhou playfully tapped my forehead. She then straddled my lap, sat down, and hugged my neck. I could only tremble
as I held onto her waist. She kissed me provocatively, biting my lower lip with her teeth. I immediately became aroused again. Sister Zhou shifted her body; my lower body was very
sensitive. Sister Zhou said sweetly, "Why were you so cowardly before? Now you're all set." I smiled awkwardly, looking at Sister Zhou in my arms, feeling a little dizzy.
Suddenly, Sister Zhou seemed to remember something, took out her phone, and pressed a few buttons. "Hello, um... I bought it... buy more... remember to knock when you get back... okay, bye
." She even took a moment to kiss me while on the phone. I knew it was definitely a call to her husband, and I felt a thrill. I hadn't expected Sister Zhou's husband to be so afraid of her. He was
getting a little bolder. After hanging up the phone, I teased, "Brother-in-law is such a model, so obedient, so good to you."
Sister Zhou said disdainfully, "Don't mention him, Xiao Li, come on. Let's continue..." So we fell back onto the bed.
Sister Zhou was indeed amazing; not only did she have a great figure, but her moans were also incredibly seductive. With her hands, her legs, her body, I, a young man, was no
match for her. She made me ejaculate in no time, and it was clear Sister Zhou wasn't satisfied, looking like she wanted more. I was embarrassed; if I disappointed her,
next time ... Seeing that I had ejaculated, Sister Zhou casually grabbed some tissues and wiped me clean, then unceremoniously started rubbing me again,
moaning as she did so. My penis, as expected, was erect again in two minutes. Sister Zhou exclaimed in surprise, "You really are young! So strong. You can come again."
I flattered her smugly, "Sister Zhou, you're better."
Sister Zhou unceremoniously sat on top of me, swallowing my penis whole. I felt like I was being raped.
Sister Zhou writhed wildly on top of me, her moans growing louder and louder. After a while, Sister Zhou tensed up, crying out, "Ah... Little Li...
Baby ... Faster... Keep going..." I gritted my teeth and tried to match her movements. After a while, she collapsed, murmuring, "So good, yours is so big. Baby, don't
stop." I guessed she was probably coming, so I didn't stop. I rolled over and pressed her down, continuing to thrust, remembering what I'd read in a magazine: women can easily
have . I had to make a lasting impression on her this time.
Sure enough, Sister Zhou remained excited until finally, I couldn't hold back any longer amidst her moans. I looked down, panting, and said, "Sister Zhou, I... I'm coming."
Sister Zhou didn't care about me. I thrust a few more times, pulled out, and ejaculated. I was afraid of getting Sister Zhou pregnant, so I ejaculated outside her
body , on her stomach, and on the sheets. She was also excited, lying on the bed. Just as we were both catching our breath, there was a knock on the door.
I listened. Oh no. It was a knock on the bedroom door. That meant my brother-in-law had come home early. I'd heard it all… Sister Zhou also heard the knock and
exchanged a glance with me. She lazily called out, “You go ahead and cook. Remember, braised pork ribs.”
Then her footsteps faded away; he must have gone to the kitchen. I awkwardly rested for a moment and quickly got dressed. Sister Zhou watched me as she straightened her
clothes . After drying herself, she took off her socks and said, “Look, you naughty guy, you shot all over my socks.” I looked and sure enough, it was. I smiled
. “Sister Zhou, you're amazing. It's so great being with you.” I was a little carried away. Sister Zhou rolled her eyes at me and sat on the bed to get dressed. As I finished and was about to
leave, Sister Zhou leaned in and touched my genitals. I started to feel something again. Sister Zhou whispered, “What? Still not satisfied?” She then pretended to
gently nibble on my pants through my mouth. I felt so good. But my brother-in-law was outside.
A moment later, I followed Sister Zhou out of the bedroom and into the kitchen. My brother-in-law's cooking was really good; it smelled wonderful. I didn't know whether I should compliment him. Sister Zhou
walked over and leaned against the door, saying, "Ding Wen, this is Xiao Li from our department. His father is the secretary of another company in the group. Xiao Li, this is my husband, Ding Wen."
I quickly greeted him, "Hello, brother-in-law, it smells so good." But then I felt that saying too much was inappropriate, as if I were being too arrogant and taking someone else's wife for granted. I
felt quite embarrassed. Ding Wen looked at me, smiled, and said, "Oh, hello, Xiao Li." I awkwardly returned the smile.
The awkward atmosphere continued into the dining table. Since Sister Zhou wouldn't let me leave, I didn't dare. In the end, the three of us ate together. Ding Wen and I remained silent.
Sister Zhou would occasionally say a few words, being extremely gentle with me and frequently putting food on my plate, but she was very strict with her husband. It was clear her husband was afraid of her.
I didn't dare say a word in response. After we finished eating, Sister Zhou pushed the dishes away and ordered, "Hurry up and clean up, then tidy up the bedroom too. I'm going to see Xiao Li off."
Ding Wen glanced at her, then stood up and started clearing the table. I quickly slunk out the door; I was incredibly uneasy during the meal.
Sister Zhou came out with me and saw me downstairs. I looked at her and asked softly, "Are you alright, Sister Zhou?"
"Hmph, look at him, what could possibly happen?" Sister Zhou said dismissively. "If something could happen, that would be better."
I felt conflicted. Men who are too good to women are often not appreciated. Sister Zhou looked at me, leaned closer to me in a suggestive way, and said, "Don't worry. It's okay
. Come visit again sometime." She then kissed my neck. I smiled back, placed a hand on Sister Zhou's waist, and stroked her waist
. She leaned against me. We teased each other a few more times, then took a taxi home.
II. Sister Zhou and Her Husband
The next day at work, I first checked in for yesterday. I noticed Sister Zhou was already there. So, I nervously went to the office. Only Sister Zhou was there.
I went up to her and greeted her. "Sister Zhou, did you sleep well last night?" Sister Zhou looked at me, tilting her head. "Not bad. I was so tired yesterday..."
What a slut, forgive me for using that word for her, even though I think so, but she was, after all, my one-night stand. I smiled foolishly. "Hehe.
Regular exercise is good for your health."
"Really? When can we exercise again next time?" Sister Zhou wasn't afraid of me at all; she was even more assertive than me.
I braced myself, "Anytime, whenever Sister Zhou needs me, I'll be happy to oblige."
"Oh, really?" Sister Zhou's eyes lit up. "How about now?"
"Ah, now, now."
"What, scared?" Sister Zhou laughed. "Silly boy, I was just trying to scare you."
I chuckled. Remembering what happened yesterday, I hurriedly asked, "Afterwards, was your husband alright?" To be honest, I wasn't worried about Sister Zhou at all, but rather a little worried about her
husband .
"Him? What could he possibly have... You don't know, he likes... Never mind, I won't say." Sister Zhou's hesitant words piqued my curiosity. "
What ?"
Sister Zhou hesitated for a moment. "I'll tell you another day. You'll know then."
"Good sister, please tell me." I begged Sister Zhou. I was really curious about their relationship.
"Well, how about this? Tonight, I'll tell you tonight. Okay?" Sister Zhou said.
I had no choice but to do it. Okay. That night...
A boring day at work passed just like that. In the evening, after dinner, I was bored at home, so I started playing Pro Evolution Soccer on the computer. Around 9 o'clock,
Sister Zhou called. I'd almost forgotten something important, or rather, I hadn't really held out much hope that Sister Zhou would tell me any secret. I guessed she might be
deliberately stalling.
"Hello, Sister Zhou."
"Little Li, what are you doing?" Sister Zhou's voice was lazy. I guessed she was in bed.
"I'm playing games, surfing the internet. What about you?"
"Me? I'm enjoying myself. Hehe." Sister Zhou replied. Then I heard, "Be gentle, what are you doing?
It hurts." It was also Sister Zhou's voice, probably not directed at me.
"Hehe, yes, yes, with such a good husband. Of course you're enjoying yourself." I complimented. "By the way, Sister Zhou, didn't you say you'd tell me something tonight
?"
"What is it? Oh. Right, that thing. I've forgotten."
"Good sister, tell me. How does your husband like to treat you?" My mind was filled with fantasies of lovemaking. I thought Ding Wen definitely couldn't satisfy Sister Zhou. Otherwise,
it wouldn't be my turn. You could tell just by looking at their status.
"Hehe, you little rascal. Your brother-in-law likes to serve me."
"How does he serve you?"
"How does he serve you? There are many ways."
"Is it in bed too?" I blurted out the question before I could even think about it. I was startled when I said it.
"Hehe, yes." Sister Zhou's tone was very natural. "Mmm..." Sister Zhou groaned, sounding very seductive.
"Right now, right now he's serving me."
"Oh? How does he serve me?" I got excited when I heard Sister Zhou's voice.
"Hehe, he's licking me down there. Giving me oral sex." Sister Zhou whispered into the phone.
I got excited immediately. "Are you enjoying it? Your brother-in-law is so good."
"Yes, of course I'm enjoying it. But he enjoys it even more. He likes this." Sister Zhou's voice returned to normal. "Oh!" Sister Zhou cried out again, I
guessed it was because Ding Wen was licking her. "What! Do you have a problem with that? Be gentle." Sister Zhou's stern tone came through. "Mmm, yes, just like that, gently. It
feels ." I didn't know if Sister Zhou was talking to me or her husband. I got excited.
"Xiao Li, I want you to fuck me." Sister Zhou whispered again.
"Sister Zhou, I want to too. You're so good. You're so pretty, and your skin is so nice." I swallowed.
"Xiao Li..." Sister Zhou started moaning. "Come on. Come on, fuck me."
Sister Zhou's voice was a little louder, and I thought Ding Wen could hear her. "Ah, mmm. Ah, so good." Sister Zhou's voice got louder and louder, and she got more and more into it. I thought
Ding Wen must be working very hard. I cooperated with Sister Zhou on the phone, saying:
"Sister Zhou, I want to fuck you too. I want to fuck your pussy, bite your nipples..." I used all my imagination to simulate the virtual sex. With Sister Zhou's
moans , I also got very excited. Finally, Sister Zhou shouted loudly: "So good... Xiao Li. Fuck me. Faster..." Then she breathed heavily, and then
slowly fell silent.
I think she must have had an orgasm. Two minutes later, she said lazily, "Lick it clean for me."
The thought of the two of them in bed right now made me incredibly excited. "Sister Zhou, what's wrong? You're here?"
"Yeah. Yes… I'm so tired."
I said in a pitiful voice, "You're already here, and I'm still holding back."
Sister Zhou chuckled, "What, do you want my husband to lick it off for you too?"
"Of course not. Sigh. Poor me, I guess. Who told me no one loves me?"
"Silly girl, I love you. Li Lei, why don't you come over?"
"Never mind, it's too late, another day."
"Okay." Sister Zhou's tone was a little disappointed, but also calm.
Another day passed, and today Sister Zhou wore a different tight-fitting dress and a pair of flesh-colored sheer stockings. The moment I arrived, I was drawn to her legs. I
teased , "Sister Zhou, you look so beautiful today."
"I wore it for you," Sister Zhou whispered beside me. Her words made my heart pound.
"Really? I'll help you wear it next time," I said, my lust growing stronger.
"Okay. Come to my place or yours?" "
Either is fine. Come to my place," I said, a little afraid of the kitchen knife in Sister Zhou's house. Sister Zhou rolled her eyes at me, "You little rascal. Wait for me after work."
My heart immediately blossomed like a thousand pear blossoms. Seeing my undisguised joy, Sister Zhou found it somewhat amusing, even a little touching.
Finally, it was time to leave work. Sister Zhou and I walked out of the office one after the other as usual, then got into the car together, sitting side-by-side. While
chatting, I couldn't help but steal glances at Sister Zhou's beautiful legs. Not only is Sister Zhou beautiful, but her legs are absolutely stunning, rivaling those of professional leg models online. I
was mesmerized, almost drooling. Sister Zhou generously showed me her legs, even casually brushing against mine a couple of times. Then, noticing the bulge in my
crotch , she playfully asked, "What's wrong? Can't take it anymore?" At the same time, she took my hand and placed it on her thigh, feeling the cool, silky smoothness of her stockings
.
I felt like I was about to explode with pleasure, my heart pounding faster than a football match. Swallowing hard, I replied, "Yes, yes, Sister Zhou. You're really amazing."
"Hehe, little brother, there's something even more amazing," Sister Zhou said with a seductive smile, slowly placing her hand between my legs. She seemingly casually covered it
with her bag, and I quickly shifted my body to avoid being seen. Sister Zhou's small hand slowly caressed me through my pants, then she smiled as she watched me
blush .
Just as I was irresistibly responding to her, she suddenly withdrew her hand and pushed it away.
She rolled her eyes at me. "I'm not playing anymore. We'll play properly when we get home."
I felt dizzy and said in a low voice, "Sister, please don't..."
Sister Zhou glanced at me. "Hehe, I said I'd stop playing, and I mean it. Just wait until we get home."
My penis was painfully hard. I helplessly counted the traffic lights. Finally, finally, finally, finally, we got home.
Like dry wood meeting a raging fire, we rolled around together as soon as we entered the door, started taking off our clothes, and hugged and kissed. Then we groped our way into the bedroom, fell onto the bed, and started
vigorous activity. Because I didn't have much experience to begin with, plus the stimulation from Sister Zhou all day and the teasing on the way,
I actually, shamefully, couldn't hold back and ejaculated in less than ten minutes. Sister Zhou was moaning and getting into the mood, feeling very lewd, when I came. Sister Zhou was quite disappointed and scolded, "
You're so annoying, I want more."
My little darling, that's definitely the most classic line that's most lethal to a man. I was anxious, hating myself for being so fast. I quickly tried to calm Sister Zhou down, saying, "
It's all because you're so amazing, sister. But it's okay, just a moment, two minutes will be enough." Sister Zhou stared at me
, wide-eyed, "Two minutes? Okay, I'll be waiting to see you." She looked completely unconvinced. I could only steel myself and say with a smile, "I still need your help." As I spoke, I
stroked Sister Zhou's stockinged legs while rubbing my penis against her thigh. Sister Zhou looked down at me, who was holding her leg, and smiled as she counted down. "One and a half minutes left."
I stroked Sister Zhou's legs, the more anxious I became, the less aroused I felt. Usually, just seeing Sister Zhou's stockings would make me rock hard, what was wrong with me this time? I said
to Sister Zhou, my voice trembling with a hint of a sob, "Sister Zhou, why don't you call your husband?"
"Huh? Why call him? Are you giving up? Do you want me to go home and find him?" Sister Zhou's tone was displeased. "Then I'll go back, you good-for-
nothing .
" "No, no," I quickly said, "Sister, you misunderstood, I didn't mean that, I just, I just..."
"Just what?" Sister Zhou stared at me intently.
"Just," I said timidly, "I just feel something for how you treated your husband. While you make that call, I might... be able to."
"Oh? He has that effect?" Sister Zhou suddenly laughed. "If that's true, I'll sell him as Viagra tomorrow."
"Let's try it." I tried to seize the moment to stimulate myself while grabbing Sister Zhou's phone.
I stood under the bed, and Sister Zhou sat on the edge, holding my limp little brother in one hand, while dialing the number, "
Hello, um. It's me... I'm outside, I won't be home tonight." "As Sister Zhou spoke, she glanced at me and slowly began stroking me. I
felt a slight sensation.
Sister Zhou seemed a little skeptical, as she felt my penis hadn't changed much. 'Don't worry about where I am, I'm at a friend's place. I won't be home for dinner tonight...
um... maybe a little late. Wash the sheets from the last two days.
Oh, and my socks and underwear from yesterday too.' Hearing this, I felt a noticeable throbbing down there. Sister Zhou noticed this too, and her stroking hand
gradually increased its pressure.
My heart finally calmed down, and I looked at Sister Zhou. She glanced at me and quickly put the call on speakerphone. I could hear her voice, and at the same time, I dared not
make a sound.
My brother-in-law's voice came from the other end of the line, 'Um, wife, can I... can I masturbate?' Hearing this, I almost cried out. Sister Zhou's
skills in managing her husband are truly extraordinary." Sister Zhou smiled smugly, "Hehe, wash your underwear and socks clean, and I'll approve your masturbation, but you're not allowed to ejaculate. I'll check when I get back tonight.
If underpay, I'll cripple you!"
"Ah? But, but, it's so uncomfortable to just masturbate without ejaculating, wife."
"Hmm? You don't want to?" Sister Zhou's voice was cold, "Fine, if you don't want to, I wouldn't approve anyway, not because of what happened last night."
At this moment, my penis was as hard as steel. Sister Zhou gestured for me to sit next to her. Then she put her legs on me, took my hand, and stroked her lower body, while wetting her
.
"Yes, yes. Master. I'm willing." My brother-in-law quickly agreed.
"You slut, how did I marry such a thing? You have no ambition at all." Sister Zhou's body reacted a little to my touch, and the usually
dignified her actually cursed her husband on the phone.
"Yes, I am a slut. I'm sorry. Please. Don't be angry. I'll do anything." My brother-in-law's voice changed a little.
"Is that so?" My sister couldn't help but let out a small moan. "You'd be willing to wear a green hat for me?"
"This..." My brother-in-law hesitated.
"What, are you hard?"
"Yes, Master." I didn't even know when my brother-in-law had changed his address.
"You slut, I'm asking you a question. Would you be willing to be cuckolded? You can't satisfy me, so why don't you find another man to satisfy me?"
My said, stroking my genitals. She looked at me with a slight smile and mouthed, "It really works."
I nodded with a smile and continued listening to the voice on the phone. "No, Master. I, I really don't know."
My brother-in-law was almost crying.
"Damn it!" Sister Zhou cursed angrily, startling me. "You turtle, you can't satisfy me, and you don't want me to enjoy myself either. What are you thinking?
Are you out of your mind? Have I been too good to you these past few days? Masturbating, huh? Stop it! Go do the laundry, and when you're done, handcuff yourself and wait for me to come back and deal with you."
Sister Zhou's voice sounded genuinely angry.
"No, Master, please don't be angry. I was wrong. I know I was wrong. I'm willing. I'm willing to make you feel good."
"Is that so, even if it means being cuckolded?" Sister Zhou's voice returned to its coldness.
"Yes, even if it means being cuckolded. As long as, as long as that man can satisfy you." My brother-in-law's voice seemed lifeless.
"Heh, okay. You're willing. I'll put one on you tomorrow. You slut." Sister Zhou mocked him.
"Yes, Master, as long as you're happy, I'll do anything."
"Don't give me that. Don't think I don't know you're like that yourself, and you're still happy, aren't you?"
Sister Zhou questioned. "I went to find men for you. You know that!"
"Yes, I like it. Thank you, Master, thank you for making me a cuckold."
Listening to the couple's conversation, I could hardly close my mouth. So this is what my brother-in-law is like. I even despised him a little.
"Then, how about you serve me and this other man while we have sex? Are you willing? You use your mouth to serve our genitals. Are you willing?" Sister Zhou said leisurely.
"I, I, I'm willing." My brother-in-law hesitated for a second, then agreed heavily. I think he must not know that I was listening, otherwise he
would not have said that.
"You really are a slut! Damn it. Hurry up and get to Unit 6, 415, XX Street, XX Community, XX Road, fifteen minutes, quick!" Sister Zhou hung up
the phone , flipped over and straddled my lap, grabbed my head, and kissed me heavily. I was still stunned by her knowing the location of my apartment, and now
her forceful French kiss had me completely numb.
The kiss lasted for over a minute before I recovered. Still looking at Sister Zhou in surprise, I said, "Sister, he, he, he's coming."
Sister Zhou swayed her body triumphantly, "Yeah, scared?"
"Scared? Scared of what? I'm not scared at all." I said, thrusting hard into her. Sister Zhou pretended to cry out, then reached down and touched my crotch, "Wow,
so hard." Suddenly the phone rang. Sister Zhou picked it up and saw it was her husband calling. So she put it on speakerphone. "Hello, what's up?"
"Um, ah, wife, where is this place? It won't, it won't really make me..." My brother-in-law's voice trembled slightly.
"What's wrong! Going back on your word? Didn't you agree so readily?" My sister sneered, looking at me as she said, "I'll give you fifteen minutes. Don't
regret it if you don't come." She hung up, completely ignoring what my brother-in-law was saying on the other end... I just sat there on the edge of the bed, my sister straddling my lap,
holding my head. I buried my face in her chest, enjoying the embrace of this mature woman, greedily sucking, forgetting the time.
About ten minutes, maybe fifteen, the phone rang again... My sister frowned and answered. "Hello, what is it now? Where are you?"
My sister's tone seemed certain he would come. "I, I'm at the door. Should I knock?" I almost laughed when I heard my brother-in-law's words through the receiver.
So, the order to knock from the other day was still valid.
Sister Zhou laughed, "Okay, I'll open the door for you."
She stood up, lifted her high heels, and nudged me, signaling me not to stand, before walking out.
My heart was pounding. I couldn't think of a way to handle this situation, no matter how hard I tried. Maybe one in ten thousand people has such a unique and unexpected
encounter. Before I could think further, I heard sounds from the living room. First, the door opened, then it seemed to be my brother-in-law walking in—two voices,
then the door closed.
They didn't go into the bedroom. "Kneel down," Sister Zhou said. Judging by her footsteps, I figured my brother-in-law had knelt. Sister Zhou seemed to walk to the sofa
. I opened the bedroom door a crack. I saw my brother-in-law kneeling at her feet, his back to me. Sister Zhou had casually draped a coat over herself, her lower body only covered by stockings,
and she sat casually on the sofa.
Sister Zhou looked down at her brother-in-law, "Do you know why I called you here? Do you know whose house this is?"
Her brother-in-law looked up at her, "No, wife." He seemed a little scared, his body trembling slightly. Sister Zhou looked at him, smiled, and said, "I don't know
why you're here. Weren't you supposed to be here to serve me and this other man? To make you a cuckold. Guess whose house this is?"
Her brother-in-law started sweating. Sister Zhou stretched out her right foot and gently wiped the sweat from his face, saying as she did so
, "Do you like it? Isn't this what you wanted?" She then placed her left foot between his legs. Her brother-in-law trembled even more violently, accompanied by heavy
breathing . "This is Xiao Li's house, the son of the Mr. Li who ate at our house the other day."
Her brother-in-law answered in a low, heavy voice, "Yes."
Sister Zhou looked at him and continued slowly, "Ding Wen, are you willing to serve us? Use your mouth to entertain us, use your mouth to help another man
satisfy your wife."
Her brother-in-law's head began to move following Sister Zhou's foot; he was probably licking her feet. "I, I'm willing," my brother-in-law answered, nodding.
Encouraged by Sister Zhou, I tried harder to hold back, and finally, "Sister Zhou, I, I'm coming."
With a few final, forceful thrusts, "Good, I, I'm coming too. Shoot, shoot inside me.
Xiao Li." I finally experienced the pleasure of ejaculating inside a woman; it felt so good. I was so tired I didn't even have the strength to pull out, collapsing onto Sister Zhou
. Only our heavy breathing and the sobbing of the man on the bedside table remained in the room. He was still muttering, "I'm a turtle, I
'm a bastard..." Sister Zhou rested for a moment, calmed her breathing, and, hearing his voice, swayed as she sat up.
I remained lying on the bed. Sister Zhou sat up, her legs spread open towards Ding Wen, grabbed his hair, and pulled it to her crotch. "Lick. Lick it clean."
Ding Wen instinctively shrank back, looking timidly at Sister Zhou. Sister Zhou touched her genitals, then produced some white fluid, which she put into Ding Wen's mouth.
"Lick." Ding Wen, looking at Zhou Jie's unquestionable gaze, trembled as he opened his mouth and licked his finger. Zhou Jie watched him quietly as he licked his finger.
After a while, when the finger was clean, she pulled him down to her crotch. "Lick." This time, Ding Wen obediently put his head down, and I could even hear
the sound of his tongue moving in the air. Zhou Jie combed her hair with her hand, tilted her head back, and let out a long breath. She then put her legs on Ding Wen's shoulders, and Ding Wen hugged her legs.
I watched quietly, not knowing what to do.
Zhou Jie sat down for a moment, smiled, and took out a tissue from the bedside table. She carefully wiped my crotch, her movements so gentle that I felt I was falling in love with
this woman. And her husband was down there, diligently cleaning the battlefield I had just ravaged. Ding Wen kept licking, and I didn't know
what he was thinking. Perhaps he wanted to clean Zhou Jie up? At this moment, after the release of my desire, my mind suddenly became much clearer. In this situation, I really didn't know
what do.
I sat up too. Sister Zhou nestled in my arms, as lazy as a cat. I felt a little awkward, but I still held her close. We both watched
Ding Wen, who was still busy beneath her. "Ding Wen, lick it clean and then go home. I'll go home later," Sister Zhou said.
"Mmm, mmm," Ding Wen mumbled, his mouth busy. Sister Zhou stopped looking at him and instead looked at me with lingering pleasure. "You naughty little brother, you
made me feel so good just now. I didn't expect your comeback to be so powerful." I smiled awkwardly. "Hehe, serving your sister is what I should do. As long as you're satisfied
."
Sister Zhou closed her eyes and snuggled into my arms, murmuring, "Little brother, I want more..." I was startled. "What, more..." Sister Zhou
laughed. "Look how scared you are. What, can't handle it?"
"Just kidding, of course! I could do it three or five more times!" I boasted.
"Okay, okay. Let's do it again." Saying this, Sister Zhou pretended to really go again. She turned and left Ding Wen's mouth. Ding Wen, sensing the awkwardness, knelt back down,
looking at me expectantly, his eyes meeting mine. I quickly looked away, and he did the same, avoiding my gaze. Only Sister Zhou remained, seemingly oblivious to our presence, coiling around me.
IV. Ding Wen's Request Sister Zhou seemed to sense my unease or embarrassment, glancing back at her brother-in-law before saying to me, "What's wrong, little brother?
Are you afraid of something?"
I smiled, "Nothing. Sister Zhou, it's nothing. I'm just a little hungry." "
Is that so?" Sister Zhou said without turning around, "Go, go cook." We both knew she was ordering Ding Wen. I was actually even more embarrassed. I
hated my inappropriate timidity and forced a smile. "Sister Zhou, actually, I wanted to treat you to a meal out."
"Oh?" Sister Zhou seemed a little surprised. "Really? Okay. Where to?"
I secretly admired myself for changing the subject so easily; otherwise, I really didn't know if I should continue dealing with this beauty, Sister Zhou. I
said while thinking, "I'm not too sure, but I remember a Sichuan restaurant that's pretty good. Do you like spicy food?" "I'm fine with that,
" Sister Zhou said happily. "
Then," I gestured to Ding Wen and said, "What about him?"
"Hmm... don't worry about him," Sister Zhou shook her head, got out of bed, "Don't worry about him. He can go home and deal with it himself."
"Okay, okay then. I'll wash up first, and we'll go out together in a bit." I then went out and closed the bedroom door. I didn't know
what I took a deep breath, rubbed my crotch, and decided it didn't matter; it wasn't my business anyway. Without thinking, I went into the bathroom, and I seemed to hear
Sister Zhou calling Ding Wen over.
The hot water began to wash away my fatigue. I quickly rinsed myself off, worried that Sister Zhou outside was waiting too long, and then jumped out of the bathroom. I realized a
problem : I hadn't brought in any underwear, nor were there any here. I had no choice but to bite the bullet and knock on the door. "Sister Zhou, could you please pass me some clothes
? I..." "Heh, come in. You're still shy? I didn't see you being shy when you were teasing me earlier." Sister Zhou's smiling voice came from inside.
"Okay, okay." I had no choice but to go in. Well, this was my home after all!
When I entered, I found Sister Zhou sitting in front of my computer, surfing the internet, seemingly watching some movie. She turned around and looked at me, smiling, "Little brother, come here and let your sister
see you."
Ding Wen was kneeling at Sister Zhou's feet, prostrate there, as if licking Sister Zhou's feet. I couldn't see clearly and didn't dare to look closely; he just looked like a dog crawling
there. I smiled and walked closer, half-jokingly sticking out my genitals in front of Sister Zhou. Sister Zhou touched them; they were soft. Sister Zhou looked up at me: "Soft and fluffy,
feels nice.
I wonder how it tastes." In the dimly lit bedroom, sitting with this sexy woman, Sister Zhou, I felt like I'd fallen into a pink trap,
dizzy disoriented.
Sister Zhou kicked Ding Wen, "Look, isn't Xiao Li's penis nice?" Sister Zhou was consciously humiliating her husband, deriving
pleasure from it that I couldn't fully understand yet. Ding Wen timidly raised his head, his head almost as high as my penis, "Yes, yes. Xiao Li's..." Before Ding Wen could finish speaking, Sister Zhou
grabbed his hair forcefully and pulled him close to my crotch. His face and nose were no more than five centimeters from my penis; I could even feel his
warm breath.
"Look carefully, look closely, this penis is the one that just fucked your wife. Damn it, you slut. Thank him," Sister Zhou said sternly.
Ding Wen seemed startled, instinctively flinching but not completely away. "Yes, yes, Master. Thank you, thank you Xiao Li, thank you Xiao Li, your...
****. Satisfy my wife." Ding Wen said with great difficulty. I felt something was off, but I have to admit that Ding Wen's attitude aroused me; it became slightly
erect , and I moved closer to Ding Wen's face.
Sister Zhou grabbed Ding Wen's hair forcefully, shaking it, and several times it touched my genitals.
"Damn it, you slut. You're so fucking cheap! Xiao Li, is that what you call him? What did you call him!" Sister Zhou continued to berate him.
"I, I, I called him, I don't know what to call him." Ding Wen struggled, and it was clear that he really didn't know how to address me.
"Sister Zhou, don't, don't make things difficult for your brother-in-law." I pretended to persuade him.
"Think about it! You're a pig. Think about how you should address my little lover brother! Stupid pig." Sister Zhou seemed to enjoy the pleasure of humiliating her husband. She
completely ignored my persuasion.
"Call him, call him Master, okay?" Ding Wen said timidly.
Sister Zhou used her other hand to pinch Ding Wen's chin, forcing him to open his mouth. Then Sister Zhou pushed him towards my penis. I instinctively tried to dodge, but I didn't.
She opened her mouth and thrust her penis into Ding Wen's mouth. Sister Zhou looked at me gently and smiled, saying, "You've worked hard. This is a reward for you, to make you feel good too. Do you like it?"
"Yes, I like it," I said.
"Hehe, if you like it, enjoy it a little longer." Sister Zhou held Ding Wen's hair with one hand, controlling the rhythm and amplitude of her movements. She used Ding Wen's
mouth penis, then leaned over and gave me a heavy kiss on my lower abdomen, her tongue lightly brushing my navel. I felt itchy and incredibly pleasurable,
almost unable to stand. This feeling lasted for a minute, and just as I closed my eyes to enjoy it, Sister Zhou stopped.
Her hand was still on Ding Wen's head, but she no longer needed to exert any force. Ding Wen consciously used his mouth to please me. I don't know why he would be so shameless.
Perhaps he was gay? He seemed to be enjoying it too. Sister Zhou said softly, "Baby, enjoy yourself for a while. I'm going to take a shower, and
then we'll go out for dinner."
Then, in a stern tone, she said to Ding Wen at her feet, "You, do you remember what I told you earlier? Do it properly. Also, don't let your pig brain
sit idle ; think about what to call my little lover."
After saying that, Sister Zhou stood up, straddled Ding Wen's head, held my head, and began a long, deep French kiss. During the kiss, she used her hips to slowly and forcefully
push Ding Wen's head, making him take my penis deeper into his mouth. The stimulation from above and below almost made me lose myself. After the kiss, Sister Zhou blinked and said, "Baby
, enjoy yourself. Don't disappoint me." With that, she swayed her hips and walked out, closing the bedroom door behind her. After
Sister Zhou left, although I was still excited, I felt a little awkward. Ding Wen probably felt the same way, but he didn't stop his mouth; he was still kneeling and pleasing my
lower body. I didn't know what to do.
"If you're tired, why don't you sit down?" Ding Wen said vaguely. I didn't hear him clearly until Ding Wen repeated himself.
"Oh, haha, okay." I sat down on the edge of the bed. As I lowered, Ding Wen's head followed, still kneeling. His knees must have hurt, because he shifted them
slightly From my angle, his posture really looked like a dog's, especially with his raised buttocks.
"Sister, brother-in-law. Sister Zhou is out, you don't need to do this. You, you can get up."
The mouth below paused, then moved away from me. Ding Wen looked up at me and smiled awkwardly. I smiled back. I lit a
cigarette . "Brother-in-law, do you want one?"
"No, you smoke. I don't smoke." My brother-in-law politely refused.
We didn't know what to say, and the air stagnated. After a long while, I finally spoke: "Brother-in-law…you…" I wanted to ask him why he was so
afraid . Just then, my brother-in-law spoke up, "Xiao Li, I..." I smiled, "You go first, brother-in-law."
Ding Wen lowered his head, then raised it slightly again, "Xiao Li, I, I have a request."
"Hmm? What is it? Go ahead. Brother-in-law, don't be shy."
"You, you know about my family's situation. Actually, she's a good person, I, I want to ask you to be my master."
I was immediately a bit overwhelmed. What was this all about? It didn't make sense. Stop, what, what does master mean? My head was really spinning. "Sister, brother-in-law, what,
what do you mean? What, what kind of master? I, I don't know how to be one." I stammered even more than Ding Wen.
"Xiao Li, actually, it means treating me like she does. Don't treat me like a person, like a dog, or furniture, tools, servants or anything like that. Use me however you want."
Ding Wen said the first sentence, and then seemed to loosen up.
"Brother-in-law, I, but, is it Sister Zhou's order?" I asked.
"Yes. But, but I accept it too. Actually, maybe I like it too. Xiao Li, just think of it as a favor to her or me. She just said that
if don't agree, she'll punish me when we get back!" Ding Wen looked up at me and said.
"But, but I don't know how." I increasingly felt that Sister Zhou and her husband were not ordinary. "I can't do it."
Ding Wen seemed a little anxious, looking up at me eagerly, "Like raising a dog, ordering a servant around, don't you know how? You'll get it slowly, you can try first
." At this moment, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, probably because Sister Zhou had finished washing.
Ding Wen became even more anxious and actually knelt down and kowtowed to me, "Please, Xiao Li, master, please be my master."
I was completely confused. I mumbled, "Okay, okay, alright. I agree for now, no, but, I'm not very good at it, don't blame me if I don't do it well."
I wondered if Ding Wen had some kind of problem, maybe the head above was the head below.
"Just take your time," Ding Wen said with a sigh of relief. I guessed that Sister Zhou's punishment must have been severe, forcing him to beg me.
Ding Wen saw that my penis was soft, after all, we had just done it twice, so he crawled over and used his hand to support it. I was startled, "You, what are you going to do!"
"M-Master, your penis is soft. When she comes back and sees it, she will definitely... make me help you get hard." Ding Wen said.
I thought, "No way, is it that exaggerated? Is he this afraid of his wife?" "Okay, okay." I mechanically agreed.
"Hmm..." I couldn't help but groan. Ding Wen's movements were quick. As soon as I agreed, he immediately covered my penis with his mouth, still sucking
on it. His warm, moist lips began to swallow and release, his hands were gently stroking, and his tongue was rubbing and teasing me in my mouth. Instantly, my desire was aroused
. I leaned back, and it felt even more comfortable to insert my penis into Ding Wen's mouth.
At this moment, Sister Zhou came in naked. Seeing our posture, she laughed and said, "Not bad." I didn't know if she was talking about me or Ding Wen.
I smiled back, feeling a little embarrassed. Sister Zhou came over, sat down next to me, and gave me a loud kiss, while ruffling Ding Wen's
hair like petting a poodle. She asked me, "How does it feel?"
"Pretty, pretty good."
"Oh. Um, that thing, did you agree?" Sister Zhou asked.
I guessed it must be something Ding Wen had just asked for, and I nodded. "That thing, yeah, sure, it's okay. But, I, I'm not very good at it." "Oh. Um,
that thing, did you agree?" Sister Zhou asked.
I guessed it must be something Ding Wen had just asked for, and I nodded. "That thing, sure, it's okay. But, I, I'm not very good at it."
"Haha," Sister Zhou laughed loudly, "It's okay if you don't know how, you'll get it eventually. I didn't know how at first either." Then she said to Ding Wen,
"You're so shameless."
Ding Wen's mouth left my crotch, and he knelt down beside me obediently. "Master, Master."
"Alright. You can collect your reward. But I don't want to see it now, after we eat."
Sister Zhou started getting dressed. I started getting dressed too.
"Thank you, thank you, Master." Ding Wen kept his head down.
In a short while, I was dressed. Seeing that Sister Zhou was almost done, I sat on Ding Wen's back to touch up my makeup.
Sister Zhou gestured that she was almost done while applying her makeup. Then she kicked Ding Wen and said, "You, go back by yourself later. You still have things to wash.
We ."
We left, accompanied by Ding Wen's respectful kneeling farewell. I felt like I was dreaming. Just a few days ago, life was normal, and now I was having
sex with a woman like Sister Zhou, and her husband was even asking to be his master. Sister Zhou's sexual skills, and the humiliation she inflicted on Ding Wen, were truly eye-opening.
I felt a sense of awe. I asked Sister Zhou what she and Ding Wen had discussed while I was showering, whether she had asked him to beg me.
Sister Zhou looked at me mysteriously, not telling me, only saying she would tell me later if there was a chance.
I then asked what the reward Ding Wen received was. Sister Zhou paused, then chuckled. "A reward? It's easy. If you want to know, I'll
reward him a few more times tonight so you can see how it goes."
I smiled and agreed, then accompanied Sister Zhou to eat Sichuan food.
I don't know what the future holds, nor do I know what attitude to take. I just can't refuse; I'm curious, and I've fallen deeply in love with
the slightly absurd entertainment I share with Sister Zhou and her husband. I have a vague feeling that this is just the beginning, and perhaps there will be many more unpredictable events to come.
[The End]

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