[Fantasy] Erotic City Married Women (Complete) - 19-21

The Tragedy of a Mature Woman (Prequel 02) Chapter Two: The Desire of the Purple Lace Bra

The next morning.

Sun Zhenglei arrived at his dark red Buick Excelle and was about to open the door when a silver Honda CRV sped into the residential area and screeched to a halt in front of him.

Sun Zhenglei was startled and wondered what was going on when the car door opened and Liu Wei, looking furious, got out.

Today, Liu Wei was wearing a white dress, black mesh stockings, and white high heels. She still had her short hair, and her high nose was perched with black resin glasses with rectangular frames. Combined with her willow-leaf eyebrows, she still looked capable and efficient, but also a bit arrogant.

"Sun Zhenglei, I'm warning you! Don't think that just because you got into the school through Mr. Sun's connections, you can do whatever you want from now on." Liu Wei said angrily to him, blunt and to the point, without any mercy.

"Huh?" Sun Zhenglei was taken aback, completely bewildered.

"You have the ability, you know how to use tricks, I don't care. But please don't interfere with us!" Liu Wei's sharp gaze pierced through her glasses and stared directly at Sun Zhenglei's face.

"Interfere...interfere with what? What's going on here?" Sun Zhenglei gave a bitter smile, then realized something, "Why...why did I do this? It seems our misunderstanding is getting deeper and deeper..."

"Don't try to deny it, do you think I don't know what you're thinking!?" Liu Wei sneered, "Qian Song is an honest man, always being bullied and schemed against by you. From now on, please stay away from Qian Song, and don't do anything behind his back! If anything happens to him, I will never let you off! I'm telling you this, you'd better watch yourself!"

"No...let me explain..." Sun Zhenglei was about to say something, but Liu Wei had already turned around, opened the car door, swayed her plump buttocks, lifted her jade-like leg, and arrogantly sat in the driver's seat, then slammed the car door shut.

"Hey! What's going on here..." Sun Zhenglei had no time to appreciate her beautiful figure. He stepped forward, wanting to speak, but Liu Wei had already turned the steering wheel and stepped on the gas. The Honda CRV swerved sharply and sped towards the gate of the residential area, kicking up a cloud of dust that landed on Sun Zhenglei's stunned face.

"This..." After a long pause, Sun Zhenglei gave a wry smile, shook his head, turned back, and silently opened the door of his Buick Excelle.

Having such a cold and aloof beauty misunderstand him, and with the misunderstanding deepening, was truly a headache.

Sun Zhenglei sighed helplessly, fastened his seatbelt, gently turned the key with his right hand, started the car, and closed the door with his left. Suddenly, the image of Qian Song flashed through his mind.

What exactly did Qian Song want? Was it just a hobby? Sun Zhenglei shifted the gear to drive, released the brake, and lightly pressed the accelerator, still filled with questions. The recent bizarre incidents at the head office and the school must have deeper reasons, and he was acting out of desperation.

His older brother had finally returned to the country for two weeks, but his whereabouts had suddenly become strange. Could it really be related to them? Yang Lu was clearly panicked. Although he felt a little sorry for her, at this critical moment, he had no choice but to ask her to do this. Perhaps he could uncover the truth.

The car sped along the riverside road, and Sun Zhenglei was deep in thought.

Half an hour later, Sun Zhenglei slowly brought the dark red Buick Excelle to a stop, lazily climbed out of the driver's seat, closed the door, and before he could even press the remote lock, he turned around and saw Yang Lu in front of the villa. He was stunned.

Yang Lu stood gracefully at the villa entrance, silently watching him. Her black tight-fitting dress accentuated her full figure, creating a striking contrast with the white walls and red tiles of the villa behind her and the lush green grass around her. Aside from her slightly gloomy expression, almost every part of Yang Lu's body captivated Sun Zhenglei.

His initial stunned silence lasted only a moment, replaced by an indescribable surge of emotion.

Looking at Yang Lu's silent and melancholic demeanor, Sun Zhenglei felt a strange excitement. Although his conscience was slightly uneasy, a barely perceptible smile unconsciously appeared on his lips.

Feigning helplessness, Sun Zhenglei straightened his collar and, pretending to steel himself, stepped forward.

"Finally, I've found you, busy second young master of the Sun family..." Yang Lu gave him a faint, bitter smile. "No, I should say, the soon-to-be-appointed Teacher Sun."

"I... well..." Sun Zhenglei approached Yang Lu, scratching his head, feigning helplessness and despair, glancing around as if he couldn't meet Yang Lu's gaze. "Sister-in-law, you're really persistent... you actually found your way here..."

"You haven't been home these past two days, nor have you been to your shady friends' place, so I guessed you might have come here." Yang Lu dropped her feigned bitter smile and said coldly, "More importantly, I asked Shuying today, and she told me your whereabouts..."

"Whereabouts? Don't make it sound like a detective movie. You even went to my scumbag friends' place?" Sun Zhenglei grinned, looking down and chuckling. "It seems sister-in-law really went to great lengths to find me..."

"Of course, as I said, I'll keep looking for you until you agree to be with me!" Yang Lu said sternly.

“I never imagined… my usually gentle and kind sister-in-law could become so sharp…” Sun Zhenglei gasped, deliberately turning his gaze to the distant mountains, still avoiding her direct eye contact.

“I…” Yang Lu was slightly moved by his words, but quickly regained her composure. “I’m sorry, the matter is urgent, and I had no choice. Since you know my intentions, there’s no need for me to waste my breath. Give me an answer…”

“I’ve told you so many times, I can’t agree to this. Otherwise, I wouldn’t need to avoid you…” Sun Zhenglei glanced at her high, full breasts that made her dress look bulge, swallowed hard, and then hurriedly looked away again.

"Why? Why can't you agree?"

"Why? This is really inexplicable. No one would agree to this." Sun Zhenglei didn't turn his face and snorted softly. "If it were a normal matter, I would do it immediately if you asked, but this is really..."

"I just want you to come with me to Hainan..." Yang Lu looked at him in confusion and said, "I don't understand. This is not difficult for you. I've already bought your plane ticket for tomorrow. Why can't you agree?"

"Not difficult? Indeed, if it's a trip to Hainan or something, it's not difficult for me at all. It's something I can just do on a whim. Let alone once, I could go with you ten times without any problem." Sun Zhenglei paused. "But the key is, why do you insist that I pretend to be your husband?"

"This..." Yang Lu lowered her head silently. "Some things are better left unsaid..."

"Do you think I'd agree without knowing the reason?" Sun Zhenglei glanced at her mockingly. "Let me ask you this: if a man suddenly asked you to go on a trip as husband and wife, even if you knew him well, would you agree?"

"This…" Yang Lu was speechless for a moment.

"Pretending to be husband and wife without knowing the reason, even if we didn't do anything, just going sightseeing as husband and wife, I'd be in deep trouble!" Sun Zhenglei said with a wry smile. "If my brother finds out, how am I supposed to explain to him? How am I supposed to explain to Shuying? How am I supposed to face you all after this? How am I supposed to live my life?"

"Then… what would it take for you to agree?"

"If you want me to agree, you must first tell me the reason, the real reason!" Sun Zhenglei stared sharply at Yang Lu's face. "This is not a joke! First, you must let me know what happened and what you need me to do before I can decide whether to go or not. Honestly, my request is not unreasonable at all, is it?"

"But didn't I already tell you last time..." Yang Lu looked away guiltily, her hands clenching nervously together.

"All those excuses you gave me, they must all be lies, right?" Sun Zhenglei scoffed, taking advantage of Yang Lu's gaze shifting elsewhere, his eyes fixed on her full breasts, barely contained by her tight dress, greedily scrutinizing the pattern of her bra peeking through the black fabric. "Uh... you're afraid to go to Hainan alone, it's not because you're sick, it's not because you get airsick, and it's definitely not because you need a translator! Those reasons are too far-fetched, they'd only fool Shuying. If you really want me to go with you, it's better to tell the truth..."

"This..." Yang Lu lowered her head in a panic, nervously fidgeting with her fingers, clearly struggling internally.

"Whether you go or not is your decision." Sun Zhenglei gritted his teeth, suppressing his desire, and strode towards the villa door behind Yang Lu.

"Wait! I..." Yang Lu instinctively stepped aside, blocking his way.

"I have things to do..." Sun Zhenglei feigned impatience, but stopped.

“Zhengyan…” Yang Lu stammered, “He hasn’t been home for several days, and there’s been no news of him… Recently, he seems to be getting very close to some people from Yuelong Middle School…”

“Hehe, I’ve heard about that…” Sun Zhenglei turned around and smiled smugly, seemingly encouraging her, “Those people at school aren’t good people, their reputation is really bad. I heard that a few days ago, my brother went to Hainan with them…”

“I’ve been advising Zhengyan not to hang out with those people for a long time, but he just won’t listen!” Yang Lu’s body trembled, and she suddenly looked up, “Recently, his behavior has become increasingly strange. Last week, he used the excuse of going out of town to discuss business with clients, but I heard that he went to Sanya with people from the school, and then there was no news of him. He doesn’t answer the phone, doesn’t reply to text messages, and we can’t contact him at all. It’s been five days now! With the new shareholders’ meeting about to be held in the group to re-elect the general manager, if he’s not there, something big will definitely happen! So…”

“So, sister-in-law decided to go to Hainan herself to bring my brother back?”

“Yes!” Yang Lu nodded quickly.

“If that’s the case, why don’t you go by yourself, sister-in-law? Why do you have to drag me along? And why do we have to pretend to be husband and wife?” Sun Zhenglei said with a half-smile.

“Because…” Yang Lu suddenly hesitated, “I…”

“Maybe it’s because…” Sun Zhenglei raised an eyebrow, “The place Brother went to, is it called Butterfly Illusion?”

“What? You…” Yang Lu looked at Sun Zhenglei in surprise, “You know about that place too?”

“Oh, I’ve heard of it a little…” Sun Zhenglei’s fiery gaze roamed over Yang Lu, “Because this Butterfly Illusion is really too famous among the high-ranking officials and the upper class. It’s a place of debauchery, prostitution, partner swapping, group sex, incest… To participate, not only are the conditions strict, but you also need a hefty membership fee. It’s not a place that ordinary people can just come and go as they please. I heard that Situ Pan, Zheng Gu and his gang in the company often go there… I didn’t expect that Brother couldn’t resist that temptation this time either…”

“You… don’t talk nonsense!” Yang Lu’s face immediately flushed red, “Zhengyan must have been tricked by those bad people…” Sun Zhenglei shrugged, spread his hands, and looked at Yang Lu with a slight smile.

“Alright, no matter why Zhengyan went there…” Yang Lu didn’t dare to look Sun Zhenglei in the eye, and lowered her head to say softly, “Right now, I just want to find him, at all costs! I’ve tried many connections these past few days, but there’s absolutely no way to get close to that Butterfly Illusion. Even some well-informed people are tight-lipped about it or avoid it like the plague. I was once in despair. Then I heard that the Butterfly Illusion regularly organizes partner-swapping activities…”

“Oh? Partner-swapping…” Yang Lu’s voice grew softer and softer with shame, but Sun Zhenglei’s eyes lit up immediately when he heard this.

“In other words, to get close to Cai Die, you have to be a couple or spouse and participate in the swapping event as partners…” Yang Lu said softly, her face growing increasingly red, her fingers crumpling the hem of her clothes into a ball. “I finally managed to find out some reliable information that there’s an event this Saturday, and the next one is uncertain, maybe several months away… so… so…”

“So the opportunity is fleeting, right?” Sun Zhenglei feigned sudden realization, though he had already guessed most of Yang Lu’s thoughts. “You want to pretend to be my spouse, sneak into the swapping place, find my brother, and bring him back. Is that right?”

“Yes…” Yang Lu nodded shyly, her face almost red to her neck.

“I refuse,” Sun Zhenglei answered decisively.

"W-why!?" Yang Lu was shocked and quickly looked up, asking in confusion, "This kind of thing can't be known by outsiders. Zhengping is unfortunately away on a business trip. Now only you, Zheng Lei, can help me."

"Why? That pool is too deep. I can't afford to wade through it, sister-in-law!" Sun Zheng Lei said helplessly, "The Butterfly Illusionary Realm has a huge influence. I heard that its backers are deeply rooted and have connections in both the legitimate and criminal worlds. It has stood firm for many years. No one can afford to offend it, and no one can do anything to it. It's even more ruthless than the mafia! This act of pretending to be a couple will definitely be seen through at a glance! Then we'll be in their hands. Forget about money and reputation, even our lives will be in question!"

"What!?" Yang Lu was stunned on the spot and didn't speak for a long time.

“So, it’s not that I don’t want to help you, but this is really dangerous, I really don’t dare to help!” Sun Zhenglei shook his head like a rattle-drum. “I also advise you, sister-in-law, it’s best if you don’t go either. That kind of dangerous place, a woman going there is just asking for trouble!”

“Then…then isn’t Zhengyan in great danger there too?” Yang Lu suddenly felt a pang of fear, her face turning pale.

“Unless you can sacrifice yourself, sister-in-law, there might still be room for maneuver…” Sun Zhenglei looked up at the sky and muttered to himself, as if he were talking to himself, then shook his head, as if to overturn his previous conclusion, “No, no, the risk is still too great…”

“What? Sacrifice?” Yang Lu’s already despairing heart suddenly trembled, and she looked at Sun Zhenglei with longing, “Is there any other way?”

“A way? No! No…” Sun Zhenglei turned away, avoiding Yang Lu’s pleading eyes.

"No! I... I know you have a way, right?" Noticing the other person's deliberate avoidance, Yang Lu said urgently, "Zheng Lei, only you can help me now. The situation is critical. Strange things seem to be happening at the group headquarters and the school lately. I have a bad feeling! Please tell me, how can I find Zheng Yan? I'm begging you, please?" As she spoke, she grabbed Sun Zheng Lei and turned him around, and the two stood face to face at close range. At this moment, Yang Lu was so anxious that she seemed about to pounce on him, causing her to lean forward slightly, and her already low-cut neckline became even more alluring.

“There is a way…but…” Having unexpectedly gained such a convenient vantage point, Sun Zhenglei boldly glanced at Yang Lu’s low-cut neckline. Her fair breasts and deep cleavage were so close that he couldn’t help but swallow hard. “But I can’t guarantee success, and…and…” As Yang Lu’s neckline lowered further and lower, even the lace trim of her purple bra was revealed. It was actually semi-transparent lace, and the pattern looked like clover…Sun Zhenglei’s eyes almost popped out of his head. His heart suddenly stirred, and his lower body felt a sudden, burning swelling.

Swallowing hard, he tried to remain calm by scratching his head. "Doing this would be too much of a price for my sister-in-law! Let's... let's just forget about it..."

"I don't care about any price!" Yang Lu was no longer paying attention to his gaze. She said urgently and resolutely, "Help me! As long as I can find Zheng Yan, I'm willing to pay any price! I don't care about any amount of money! Please, tell me!" In her panic and despair, Yang Lu had forgotten her identity and abandoned her former dignity in order to grasp at a glimmer of hope.

"Ahem... let's forget it..." Sun Zhenglei lowered his head guiltily, avoiding Yang Lu's gaze, and deliberately sighed deeply, his mind still replaying the image of the purple lace bra. "It's not about the money... otherwise I would have agreed long ago. There's only one way to fool those people and sneak in, the only way..."

"Wh-what way?" Sun Zhenglei's convincingly feigned surrender made Yang Lu panic. Hearing this, she reacted like a drowning person finding a lifeline, her eyes lighting up as she grabbed Sun Zhenglei's arms tightly.

"That is..." Sun Zhenglei took a deep breath and said, word by word, "Take it real."

"Take it real?" Yang Lu stood there blankly, pondering the meaning of those words, her face flushing red and then turning pale.

"Forget it..." Sun Zhenglei suppressed his bitter smile and resolutely refused, "No matter what, I will not agree to this. Not only is my life and fortune in grave danger, but even if we succeed by chance, the price you pay will be too high. I can't bear it. Sister-in-law, please understand my predicament..." After saying this, Sun Zhenglei gently pushed away Yang Lu's hands, shrugged helplessly, walked past her, took out his keys, and headed straight for the villa's gate.

"I have something to do, sister-in-law, you should go back. As for the plane tickets... let's cancel them." Actually, looking at Yang Lu's pitiful appearance, Sun Zhenglei's heart was already surging with emotion, completely unlike his cold exterior. Ever since Yang Lu first begged him last week, Sun Zhenglei had keenly sensed something, because he knew Yang Lu's temperament well. He suddenly felt that the originally noble and unapproachable Yang Lu might no longer be so unattainable; the purple lace bra he had glimpsed earlier might no longer be hidden under that annoying outer garment! Yang Lu's beautiful body, which could only be fantasized about through her clothes, might no longer remain just a figment of his imagination! The past few days of playing hard to get had made Sun Zhenglei deeply aware of the urgent feelings hidden beneath Yang Lu's melancholy, further confirming his judgment.

Although doing so might seem like kicking someone when they're down, it was a necessity forced by circumstances. With such an opportunity before him, no man in the world would refuse, as long as he was physiologically sound. Sun Zhenglei wasn't originally a womanizer, and his actions weren't largely driven by personal motives, but how could he bear to give up such an opportunity? Without interfering with important matters, if he could also have a chance to be intimate with Yang Lu, he naturally wouldn't refuse; he even felt a little longing for it. Recently, many unstable factors had been brewing within the Yuelong Group, and his elder brother, Sun Zhengyan's, behavior was rather strange. For both public and private reasons, he needed to investigate thoroughly and find out the truth about that "Colorful Butterfly."

At this moment, Sun Zhenglei knew that victory was very close. Before Yang Lu's arrogance and dignity completely dissipated, he had to continue to endure and find the right opportunity to deliver the final blow.

Yang Lu stood there blankly, her head drooping in despair, biting her lip as she listened to the sound of the door opening behind her. Suddenly, she raised her head, resolutely turned around, and followed Sun Zhenglei's back, taking quick and determined steps into the newly opened entryway of the villa. The "click-clack" of white high heels on the tiled floor echoed in the villa's spacious living room.

When the clicking stopped abruptly, Sun Zhenglei knew that Yang Lu had come up behind him. He silently told himself to hold back, and then slowly turned around.

"If I agree, can you help me?" Yang Lu lowered her head, which had been held high the whole time, and said in a low voice. Although her voice was still cold, it had softened considerably. "What did you say?" Sun Zhenglei couldn't believe his ears. He turned around abruptly, staring at her in astonishment. "You...agree?"

"If I agree to make this a real relationship..." Yang Lu's voice trailed off, almost a whisper, but her face was flushed. "Would you help me?" Sun Zhenglei was completely stunned. What was going on? Yang Lu had softened so quickly!

"I just want to see him as soon as possible..." Yang Lu gently closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and said softly, "Help me, please..."

"I...I..." Yang Lu's sudden change in expression, her sudden abandon of her pride, left Sun Zhenglei feeling somewhat at a loss. He had been prepared for several more rounds of hard-fought battles, but now he was faced with an unexpected turn of events. "You...this..."

"For many days, I...I've had this nagging feeling in my throat, sometimes even unable to sleep at night...Even when I do fall asleep, I often struggle in that dark nightmare...I...I don't know what danger he might encounter, I'm terrified something might happen to him..." Halfway through her sentence, Yang Lu's body trembled slightly. "I don't want anyone to hurt him, and I don't want to see him do anything to betray me! He's my husband, and I must find him as soon as possible! No matter the cost...Are you...are you willing to help me?" In such a short time, she...she compromised!?

Sun Zhenglei was stunned, he simply couldn't believe that the woman standing before him was Yang Lu! Yang Lu, who had never shown a trace of weakness before, was now behaving so humbly! This was a completely different Yang Lu from before. Although she still seemed to be standing strong in front of him, her original confidence, composure, and of course, indifference, seemed to have evaporated from her in an instant. Sun Zhenglei was stunned by this change. No matter how detailed his preparations, he hadn't anticipated Yang Lu's reaction.

It seemed she was indeed very eager, and she must have undergone an unimaginable internal struggle these past few days, finally making her decision.

After the initial surprise, ecstasy surged through Sun Zhenglei. He knew he was incredibly close to victory!

"Of course! If you... I'll definitely help you..." After a moment of rambling, Sun Zhenglei suppressed his overwhelming joy and regained his composure. "There are some conditions, if you agree... I... I can help you..."

"What conditions? Just say them..." Yang Lu silently raised her head, looking at him with a firm gaze. "As long as I can do it..."

"There are... there are three conditions..." Overjoyed, Sun Zhenglei suddenly felt Yang Lu's resolute gaze and became cautious. "The first condition is that you must keep this a complete secret. You can't tell anyone, not even my older brother." Fearing that Yang Lu might change her mind, Sun Zhenglei quickly pressed on, "Especially Shuying, she absolutely cannot know..."

"No problem! I can guarantee that. Apart from the two of us, no third person will know about this." This condition didn't seem like a condition at all, and Yang Lu agreed without hesitation because she herself didn't want this matter to be leaked.

"The second condition is that you have to cover all the expenses. Going to Hainan with you isn't something you can do by taking a taxi or riding a bicycle. There will be airfare, accommodation, and meals; it'll definitely cost a lot. We might even need to pull some strings or use connections..."

"Of course, I'll cover all the expenses." Yang Lu agreed to the second condition without hesitation. In her opinion, even if there were a thousand or ten thousand conditions, it wouldn't matter. She was almost impatient. "And the other condition?"

"The third condition..." Sun Zhenglei hesitated for a moment, but then said it, "It's what I just said... to make the fake relationship real."

"This..." Yang Lu was stunned, suddenly feeling a little guilty. "How exactly do we do it?"

"It's... it's..." Feeling a bead of sweat on his brow, Sun Zhenglei tried to slow his speech and control his nervousness. "During this time, we'll be a real couple..."

"What is... a real couple?" Yang Lu's face showed a mixture of shame and confusion.

“It’s like…like the couples or spouses you see on TV or on the street…” Sun Zhenglei gestured with his hands, as if trying to describe something. He had already made up his mind and gradually regained his composure. “Eating, shopping, talking, sleeping, everything…we should be like that, just like a real couple…”

“Sleeping!? This…this…” Despite being mentally prepared, Yang Lu was still stunned when she heard this word, her mouth agape, her face filled with shame and dissatisfaction. “This is too…”

“Do you think Cai Die’s informants would believe that a couple who don’t even sleep together are a couple? Of course, I’m not the kind of person who tries to take advantage of others. You are, after all, my sister-in-law, so we won’t cross that final line.” Sun Zhenglei added slowly, “I think you understand what that final line means…”

“Final line?” Yang Lu murmured, a wave of shame washing over her, her face burning. “Although…this is still too…too much…”

“I knew you wouldn’t refuse…” Sun Zhenglei shrugged. “I’ve been telling you for a long time that there’s no way you and I could handle something this dangerous. Well, at least you’re free now… Brother and the company can only pray for the best! Sigh…” He sighed and turned to walk towards the stairwell leading to the second floor.

"Wait, wait a minute!" Watching Sun Zhenglei leave, Yang Lu panicked again. "I...I promise you!"

"Oh?" Sun Zhenglei stopped, standing on the second step, but didn't turn around. He seemed to be deep in thought, and after a long while, he finally uttered a sentence, "Have you thought it through carefully? Are you really willing?"

"I..." Yang Lu quickly came up behind Sun Zhenglei, her face flushing red and then pale. She gritted her teeth and said, "I've thought it through...I promise you."

"Is that so?" Sun Zhenglei slowly turned around, his gaze quickly sweeping over Yang Lu's heaving breasts, looking at her shy body. "If you agree, after we get to Hainan, you must unconditionally obey me in everything, as long as it doesn't cross the line. Are you really sure?"

"I...I've thought it through!" Yang Lu proudly raised her head, mustering the courage to meet his gaze.

"Are you really sure?" Sun Zhenglei's eyes narrowed into slits. "Once you agree, you'll become my temporary wife, a wife who won't cross any lines..."

"Um...I've thought it through..." Yang Lu felt guilty under his gaze and quickly lowered her head.

"Good! Since you've said so, let's confirm it now." Sun Zhenglei clapped his hands.

"Confirm what?"

"Confirm whether you're truly mentally prepared to be my wife." Sun Zhenglei said leisurely, "It takes time to adapt to a new role. Although you're pretending to be calm, I see the shame on your face, and even more so, the sorrow and resentment between your brows. You're not fit to be a wife in your current state, let alone infiltrate the Butterfly Illusion..."

"No! I...I'm ready! Really! Now..." Yang Lu, anxious and impatient, almost blurted out.

“Is that so?” Sun Zhenglei stopped on the stairs again. “As long as you say ‘start,’ then we’ll officially be husband and wife. But are you really sure we’re about to start?” He stared intently at Yang Lu, greedily admiring her full breasts beneath her tight black dress. Her full breasts rose and fell incessantly, encased in a lace bra, its ornate patterns standing out against the dress. The image of the purple lace bra flashed through his mind again. “You know, once I say those words, you’ll be my wife. Except for the bottom line, I can do whatever I want with you…”

“I…I know…” Yang Lu’s face burned, but she knew she had no way out.

“I’ll give you a chance to back out.”

“No need.” Yang Lu gently closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and ran her hand through her hair. “We… shall begin…”

“Alright then, my dear wife, since you insist on starting immediately…” Sun Zhenglei once again made his signature move, shrugging casually. “Faced with an impatient wife, I have no choice but to quickly assume my role…” He feigned helplessness, looking at Yang Lu with a mocking expression, and slowly said, “Then please tell me the color of your underwear.”

“W-what did you say!?” Yang Lu was surprised upon hearing this, and then her face immediately showed a look of shame and anger. “You, you are too…”

“For a married couple, this is actually a perfectly normal thing. As my woman, let alone revealing the color, even showing me your underwear shouldn’t be a big deal…” Sun Zhenglei deliberately shook his head and clicked his tongue, “I said you weren’t ready yet, you had to be in such a hurry, and you were eliminated on the first test…” Saying this, he shook his head, turned around and wanted to go upstairs. “It seems that the trip to Hainan will not be successful…”

"Purple! It's, it's purple, purple..." Yang Lu said, her voice a mixture of anxiety and embarrassment, almost as if she wanted to disappear into a hole. But she knew she couldn't back down now.

"Oh? Purple underwear?" Sun Zhenglei raised an eyebrow, a mischievous smile playing on his lips. "Could it be the Mengbasha violet lace set?"

"Ah... I..." Yang Lu lowered her head, her face flushed red to the roots of her neck. At this moment, she had no time to wonder why Sun Zhenglei could guess the brand and even the style of her underwear so accurately.

"Could I have guessed right? Unbelievable! Let's confirm it quickly!"

"Confirm? I..."

"Yes, lift up your skirt and show me!" Sun Zhenglei's words swirled around Yang Lu like a demonic whisper.

"Lift up your skirt?" Yang Lu's eyes widened like saucers; clearly, she was unprepared for Sun Zhenglei's direct and rude request.

“How can you prove it if you don’t lift your skirt?” Sun Zhenglei slowly walked down the stairs to Yang Lu, his eyes narrowed into slits, revealing a maturity and cunning that seemed completely out of character for his age. “Not only do you have to lift it, but you also have to gracefully wiggle your hips back and forth so I can have a good look at how annoying it is to have your full, round buttocks tightly wrapped in expensive underwear! That’s what a wife should do…”

“But… how can I…” Faced with Sun Zhenglei’s aggressive questioning, Yang Lu panicked.

“As a qualified wife, she should not only lift her skirt as her husband demands, but she should also take the initiative to take off the entire skirt, and even her top!” Sun Zhenglei pressed his advantage, closing in on Yang Lu step by step. “She should show off her entire lingerie set!”

“You, I… ah… no!” Yang Lu was forced to retreat, and in a moment of carelessness, her heel knocked over a tall wooden basin table in the living room. Shame, anger, and the unexpected accident caused Yang Lu to involuntarily scream "Ah!"

"I know you weren't prepared at all..." Sun Zhenglei's wicked smile vanished abruptly, his expression changing drastically to a cold, stern look. "You failed the test this morning! But I said I'd give you a chance to back out..." Looking at the still-shaken Yang Lu, Sun Zhenglei paused. "Think it over carefully. If you back out, we'll pretend nothing happened. You do your thing, I'll do mine, and we won't bother each other anymore. If you're really determined... then please come to the Zero Point Coffee Shop on Yuelong South Road at 2 PM this afternoon. We'll start the real test then. The choice is yours, it's up to you..."

"I..." Yang Lu hesitated, her lips trembling uncontrollably, unable to speak, only able to watch Sun Zhenglei's figure disappear around the corner of the stairs.

Fang Shuying bent down, lifted the hem of her black chiffon mini-skirt, and pulled up the lace edge of her right black stocking. She straightened up, looked at herself in the wardrobe mirror, and gently shifted her body a few times.

She was still as beautiful and elegant as ever in the mirror. Her long hair was tied into a long ponytail, and her orange-red tight-fitting t-shirt accentuated her full, rounded breasts. Her flat stomach and rounded buttocks appeared shapely and well-proportioned under the black chiffon mini-skirt, and the black checkered stockings made her long, slender legs exude an elegant, noble, and sexy aura.

"Ahem..." Looking at her charming reflection in the mirror, Fang Shuying sighed deeply. Although she possessed a strikingly beautiful, curvaceous figure, it was a pity that he…

With a bitter smile tinged with self-admiration and disappointment, Fang Shuying glanced at herself in the mirror one last time, then turned and walked into the living room. Reaching the entryway, she elegantly slipped on her red Guess heels, casually grabbing her white Chanel handbag from the shoe cabinet before strolling out the door.

“What a coincidence! Isn’t this Mrs. Sun?” Just as Fang Shuying stepped out of the building, a deep, masculine voice suddenly came from the side. She turned her head and saw a man in a black suit standing by the lush flowerbed in front of the building, smiling at her.

“Oh, it’s you…” Fang Shuying was startled, quite surprised.

“It’s been two days, and you’ve become even more youthful and beautiful, Madam…” Seeing her stop, the man in the black suit approached with a smile.

Fang Shuying frowned slightly. "Did you need something?"

"What? If not, can't I even have a few words with a beautiful, elegant lady?" the man in the black suit replied slickly, his burning gaze sweeping from her glossy black stockings and the black miniskirt that barely covered her upper thighs, lingering on her high breasts that seemed about to burst from the low-cut neckline of her t-shirt.

"Sorry, I have to go to work. If it's not urgent..." Sensing his unfriendly gaze, Fang Shuying said unhappily, turning to leave.

“Oh, things are indeed a bit…” The man in the black suit quickly took two steps to catch up with Fang Shuying, afraid she would leave immediately. “Although it’s not exactly urgent, I think Madam will be interested. Besides…” As he spoke, the man had already passed her, smiling as he blocked her path. “As far as I know, Madam seems to be on vacation recently, so she shouldn’t be working, right?”

“You…” Fang Shuying was speechless with anger. “Fine, Mr. Spy, just say what you need me for. I have other things to do today!”

“Spy? Madam, you’re exaggerating…” The man in the black suit chuckled. “I’m paying attention to Madam, actually, all for your own good. Seeing that Madam often dresses up in a sexy and alluring way to attract her husband’s attention, but that guy Sun Zhenglei is completely oblivious and doesn’t care, spending his days messing around outside, I really can’t stand it anymore…”

"You!?" Fang Shuying's delicate body trembled violently upon hearing this, followed by a surge of nameless anger. "Watch your mouth! Don't use this kind of thing to make trouble and cause trouble! I don't want to see you again!" With that, she turned around fiercely and strode away in another direction.

"Why bother..." The man in the black suit stood still, speaking indifferently, "I recently learned about some things between Sun Zhenglei and Su Yuqing, and I originally wanted to tell you..."

"What!?" Fang Shuying was startled and stopped abruptly, but did not turn around.

“Since Madam is in such a hurry to leave…” The man in the black suit narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing Fang Shuying’s graceful back. He spoke insincerely, turning to leave, “Then I won’t insist you stay. We can talk again when you have time…”

“Wait!” Fang Shuying suddenly turned back, her face pale. “I… I have time now!”

“Oh?” The man in the black suit also turned back slightly, chuckling dryly. “In that case, why don’t we find a convenient place to talk and have a proper chat?” He gestured with his hand behind him, indicating a “please”. Looking up, she saw his black Toyota Camry parked not far away.

Fang Shuying paused slightly, then gritted her teeth, her expression complex. She walked up to him, her face dark, brushing past him without glancing at him, as if he didn’t exist. Then, with a brisk pace, the click-clack of her high heels echoing, she walked straight to the black Toyota.

The man in the black suit chuckled and turned around, quickly following after her.

"Don't rush, haughty lady." He gazed at Fang Shuying's gracefully curved back, imagining her naked, "Save that arrogant air for when we negotiate naked. Then, all you'll probably be wearing are those alluring black stockings and expensive high heels..."

Zheng Gu knelt naked on the Simmons bed, smugly hoisting Su Yuqing's long legs onto his shoulders, leisurely swaying his hips as his dark, thick penis slowly thrust in and out of the young woman's hairy vulva.

He was quite satisfied with his current position. First, because Su Yuqing was lying supine against him, while he was kneeling, he appeared superior, giving him a sense of overbearing superiority. A mere glance forward was enough to take in the young woman's naked breasts and ashamed face, a feeling of complete control welling up within him. Second, Su Yuqing's buttocks pressed against his lower abdomen, her two jade-like legs spread wide in a V-shape, pressed tightly against his chest and shoulders, her legs stretched high in the air, trapping his bald head between them. With just a glance down, he could see the alluring view between the young woman's parted legs, the mysterious and noble rose-colored cleft hidden by the dark, glossy pubic hair, being relentlessly squeezed, thrust in and out, and stirred by his dirty, hard penis; thirdly, because Su Yuqing's buttocks were pressed slightly upwards against his knees, with each thrust and friction, his legs could feel the smooth and elastic touch of the young woman's round and firm buttocks, a sensation that was exhilarating and made his pores tingle.

Su Yuqing's long, shapely legs, clad in black, reflective checkered stockings, were raised high in the air, exuding a unique charm. Zheng Gu wrapped his arms around her jade-like legs, pressing his ugly face against one of them. He felt the stimulation of the stockings rubbing against her skin, inhaled the intoxicating fragrance of the young woman's body, and experienced the pleasure of his penis being squeezed and sucked by the layers of her vaginal flesh. He couldn't help but moan, "Oh...! Madam's body is truly amazing..."

"Ah..." Su Yuqing gasped softly as she writhed, her eyes closed, then continued to clench her teeth.

"If you can't take it, just scream..." Zheng Gu raised his eyes, his gaze falling on Su Yuqing's face. Her once flowing hair was now disheveled, her bangs damp with sweat, her delicate eyebrows tightly furrowed, her beautiful, tearful eyes tightly closed, and her white teeth biting her vermilion lips until they were slightly purple.

He smiled slightly, teasingly thrusting his penis deeper, and as the young woman's body trembled slightly, he shifted his gaze to her breasts. Although Su Yuqing's breasts weren't large, they were exceptionally firm. The rounded base and pointed peaks resembled two conical mountains. Even lying flat, the plump, erect peaks maintained their upward-pointing posture. Combined with her two rosy, tender nipples, she was even more alluring than a goddess in a sculpture, leaving Zheng Gu in awe.

"Is this the breast of Manager Su from the Human Resources Department of Yuelong Group?" Zheng Gu's hands unconsciously loosened their grip on her legs, reaching forward to grasp and squeeze those pointed breasts in his hands. "Even her husband probably adores them, but now they're being played with by a filthy servant..." As he spoke, he recalled how, last night, while in the lotus position, he had buried his stubble-bearded mouth between those jade-like breasts, sometimes sucking, sometimes licking them, and a strange light shone in his eyes again.

“I’m sorry, but tying Manager Su’s hands like this…” Zheng Gu’s fingers climbed up the young woman’s nipples, kneading the rosy orbs. Su Yuqing’s body twisted, but her hands were bound behind her back and pressed down, making it impossible for her to pull them out. “We cooperated very smoothly last night, but this morning you were a bit agitated and seemed to regret it, so I had no choice but to tie you up. It was truly unavoidable. A lady of such high status as you being raped by a lowly and ugly man like me, this is the only way…” Zheng Gu suddenly stopped his thrusting and instead swayed his buttocks up and down and side to side, causing his penis to twist and turn inside Su Yuqing’s body like a churning process, making her tremble again. “With such a noble body being humiliated like this, if it weren’t for a little control, Manager Su definitely wouldn’t have submitted so easily.”

“Let me go, please…” Su Yuqing couldn’t help but plead in pain. But when she opened her eyes, her breasts, swaying incessantly, came into view, and her face flushed crimson again. Looking up, she saw her legs draped high on Zheng Gu's shoulders, clad in shameful black stockings! At the same time, her lower body was still being violated, waves of hot, full, swollen, bittersweet sensations that made her tremble relentlessly washing over her, making her blush even more.

"Let you go?" Zheng Gu, his face flushed, maintained his lower body position, forcing out an incredulous expression. "Manager Su, do you want me to give up your snow-white, alluring naked body? Do you think that's possible?! Normally, looking at the high and mighty Manager Su, I can only drool and fantasize about your breasts and buttocks through your clothes. If one day your clothes or skirt are too tight, revealing the lines of your bra and panties, I might even hide in the bathroom and masturbate like crazy! But now..." As Zheng Gu spoke, he continued to rub the young woman's breasts with one hand, while slapping her buttocks hard with the other. "Such firm breasts, such round buttocks, even a hairy vulva, are presented nakedly in front of me, to be played with at will... Do you think I would give up such enjoyment, Madam? Oh, oh, oh...!" As he spoke, Zheng Gu's kneeling upper body suddenly leaned forward, pressing Su Yuqing's legs and body down beneath him, almost bending her body into a V-shape, and suddenly increased the frequency of his thrusts.

"Ah...! No, no... What are you doing?" The stimulation continued to intensify, and Su Yuqing felt her trembling lower body getting hotter and tighter, an ominous premonition rising in her heart.

"I... I suddenly want to ejaculate again, to... to spray... that... hot semen... deep inside you, Madam..." Zheng Gu, who had increased his speed, suddenly became somewhat breathless.

"No! You can't do this! It's too dangerous..." Su Yuqing's face paled instantly, her flushed cheeks turning somewhat white, and her body began to twist violently again. Last night, he had already forced her to ejaculate twice in the stairwell and bathroom. Although it was the relatively safe doggy style and riding position, the amount of semen swallowed by her vagina was astonishing. If she were to be ejaculated in this position again, it would indeed be too dangerous.

"No! Stop, stop..." Su Yuqing struggled in panic, her upper body constantly rising and falling and twisting, but her lower body was still firmly pressed down on the bed by Zheng Gu, almost falling into despair.

“Ah, ah… You don’t have to let me shoot you again…” Zheng Gu didn’t slow down his movements, panting as he said, “At the personnel meeting of the group on the weekend… ah… they will decide on the new grade leaders for several grades in the school, and… and the candidates for the deputy director of academic affairs…”

“You… what… what do you want…” Su Yuqing’s whole body trembled violently, even her voice.

“One… someone who can decide to shoot semen into Manager Su’s vagina or mouth… shouldn’t be the best… the best candidate?” Zheng Gu shouted hysterically, “If Madam doesn’t make up her mind soon, it will be too late!” 02-01
The Tragic Prequel of a Mature Woman (03) Chapter 3 Blood Spurting Test! Temporary Couple Agreement

At 1:50 pm, at the Zero Point Coffee Shop, in the innermost curtained private room.

Sun Zhenglei put down his coffee, looked down at the two plane tickets to Haikou that were thrown on the table, then looked up at Yang Lu’s cold and resolute expression, and smiled slightly.

"Sister-in-law is very confident! If the plane tickets aren't refunded, the loss will be huge..."

"No matter how you test me, you have to come to Hainan with me." Yang Lu said coldly, resolutely sitting down opposite Sun Zhenglei. Because the table was low and the sofa was high, her black dress, which was twenty centimeters below the knee, inevitably revealed her underwear when she sat down. Her fair and smooth thighs, encased in flesh-colored stockings, and the bulging crotch of her purple panties were clearly displayed before Sun Zhenglei's eyes. Yang Lu was preoccupied with something else and was completely unaware of the exposure, while Sun Zhenglei was stunned, feeling a surge of heat in his lower abdomen.

“You clearly hadn’t made up your mind this morning.” Swallowing hard, Sun Zhenglei quickly sat up straight and said, secretly bracing himself. “I was thinking of giving you some time to think things through at noon…”

“No need to think!” Yang Lu interrupted decisively, pointing to the plane tickets on the table and pulling out a credit card, placing it on the table and pushing it in front of Sun Zhenglei. “We’ll leave tomorrow morning. This is a credit card with a limit of 100,000, no PIN. You can keep it safe now, and I’ll cover all the expenses.”

“Hiss…” Sun Zhenglei took a deep breath, a hint of admiration creeping into his heart. “So, sister-in-law, you’ve made up your mind?”

“Do I look like I haven’t made up my mind yet?”

“But the test hasn’t even started…”

“It doesn’t matter.” Yang Lu said calmly, “From now on, I will unconditionally obey all your requests. So I’m sure I can pass this so-called test. What I care about now is whether we can waste as little time as possible so I can go back and prepare…”

"Unconditional obedience?" Sun Zhenglei was taken aback, impressed by Yang Lu's straightforwardness, his eyes lighting up. "Sister-in-law, are you serious?"

"I don't have time or the inclination to joke." Yang Lu straightened up, puffing out her chest, her full breasts accentuated by the tight black dress, her expression remaining calm. "I said unconditional, and that's final. I don't have time to waste here. Let's get started on your test!"

Sun Zhenglei's jaw dropped, his mouth forming an "O," thinking, "This is too easy!" He had thought it would take countless words to trick Yang Lu into participating in this prank disguised as a test, but she seemed even more eager than he was.

Since that was the case, he had no reason to hesitate. Sun Zhenglei made up his mind, thinking that Sun Zhengyan wouldn't blame him this time. If it weren't for his strained relationship with his adopted elder brother, he wouldn't have taken advantage of the situation to come up with this mischievous idea to prank his sister-in-law. But now that she's made up her mind, he doesn't need to hold back anymore.

“Alright! Let’s begin… To avoid being disturbed, let’s first…” Sun Zhenglei stood up, peeked out of the door of the private room, looked around the empty coffee shop, nervously pulled the curtain closed, turned back to his seat, paused, and smiled at Yang Lu. “Now we can officially begin. This pre-contract test for the temporary marriage agreement is divided into three stages. The first stage is called ‘Tell the Truth.’”

“Three stages?” Yang Lu looked at his slightly nervous movements and glanced at his face. “What does ‘Tell the Truth’ mean?”

“Specifically, in this stage, I will ask you four questions, and you must answer them truthfully. If you refuse to answer or do not answer honestly, you will fail.” As Sun Zhenglei spoke, he unconsciously glanced down at the view beneath Yang Lu’s slightly open skirt, her snow-white thighs and semi-transparent purple crotch still visible. “If that happens, it means you are not prepared to pretend to be a couple, and our plans for tomorrow will be canceled immediately, how about that?”

"This is the first level? There are three levels in total?" Yang Lu frowned upon hearing this, but having already made up her mind, she immediately put on a calm expression, seemingly even a hint of disdain. "Oh? Okay! Ask away..."

“Okay! First question—” Sun Zhenglei glanced sideways at the airtight velvet curtain of the private room, lowered his voice, and asked cautiously, “Excuse me… what kind of bra are you wearing right now, sister-in-law?”

“A bra?” Despite being mentally prepared, Yang Lu didn’t expect Sun Zhenglei to be so direct and ask such a blunt question right away, and her face flushed. “This…”

“What? Are you embarrassed to answer? I… I think for a married couple, this should be a very normal question…” Sun Zhenglei felt a sudden sweat break out on his forehead, and his face showed an embarrassed expression that said, “I was just joking… haha! If you’re not ready yet, sister-in-law, then let’s forget about it…”

However, to his surprise, Yang Lu did not get angry or even show any sign of anger. Instead, she lowered her head shyly.

“Purple, it’s purple…” Yang Lu gritted her teeth and squeezed out a few words from between her lips, “Is it… okay to answer like this?” She didn't notice Sun Zhenglei's expression. Now, it seemed only her husband's safety mattered; everything else suddenly became insignificant. She understood that she had no way out now and could only move forward without hesitation.

"Sure! Of course!" Sun Zhenglei suddenly felt flattered and hurriedly replied. It seemed there was hope! An unexpected surge of joy rose within him. "Oh, it's a purple bra..." He stared intently at Yang Lu's high breasts, recalling her earlier answer, and decided to continue the risk. "But just the color isn't enough. Could you... could you tell me its style?"

"You... you're really troublesome! It's... it's a regular camisole type..." Yang Lu's face showed slight dissatisfaction, but she wasn't angry. She continued to lower her head, not daring to look at him. "Why do you need to know so much detail?"

"Then... is it front-fastening or back-fastening?"

"Back-fastening, of course..."

"Oh... what's the material?" Sun Zhenglei pressed.

"Cotton base with silk trim..."

"So it's lace?" Sun Zhenglei exclaimed. "I never imagined my sister-in-law liked this kind of bra! It must be very transparent, right? Can you see her nipples?"

"Ah?" Yang Lu was startled and quickly looked up to explain, "No, no! The trim is lace, but the cups are cotton, not transparent. How could I..."

"Oh? What a pity..." Sun Zhenglei swallowed hard. Yang Lu's cooperation surprised him greatly. Perhaps she was really desperate to save her husband! In that case, there was no need for him to hesitate. If it weren't for this coincidence, he might never have encountered such a scene in his life. Seize the day!

Sun Zhenglei stared intently at Yang Lu's chest. Her round, protruding breasts seemed about to burst out from the tight-fitting, fitted dress, even the patterns on the bra cups were faintly visible against the smooth black fabric. He gritted his teeth and continued, "So... what's your bra size?"

"Bra size?" Yang Lu looked up in surprise, but still blurted out, "It's... a three-quarter cup..."

"With a bra like that, can you see cleavage?" Sun Zhenglei suddenly wondered.

"Huh?"

"I mean..." Sun Zhenglei's gaze drifted to her neckline, "When you wear a three-quarter cup bra, will your cleavage be visible?" Because the first button was undone, Yang Lu's white skin was exceptionally striking against the deep V-neck of the black neckline. At the bottom of the V, the upper edge of her cleavage was already faintly visible. "You... this kind of question is so embarrassing..." The straightforward Yang Lu was almost speechless with embarrassment.

"Hmm? Can you see?" Sun Zhenglei shamelessly moved closer to Yang Lu. "I just wanted to see if you were mentally prepared... If, if it's inconvenient, then forget it..."

"Of, of course I can see..." Yang Lu replied helplessly. She really had no way to back down, but she still couldn't help turning her face away, feeling both ashamed and angry.

"Very good, the first question is over..." Sun Zhenglei suddenly stopped talking, sat up straight, steadied his heartbeat, picked up his coffee cup, took a sip, adjusted his mindset, and pressed a doorbell button on the corner of the table.

"Only, only one question? Didn't you ask a lot..." Yang Lu was a little surprised.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you, sister-in-law..." Sun Zhenglei shrugged, "The four questions I mentioned refer to four series of questions, each series having some related sub-questions. So, do you understand?"

At this moment, Sun Zhenglei had a pretty good grasp of Yang Lu's mind and was completely determined to carry this thrilling prank through to the end.

Just then, a voice came from outside the private room: "Hello."

"Please come in!" Sun Zhenglei replied. A young waitress lifted the curtain, carried a tray, bowed, and entered the private room. She placed another cup of coffee in front of Yang Lu, then respectfully turned and left the room, closing the curtain again before silently departing.

"This is Blue Mountain coffee I ordered for you, sister-in-law... I know you like it..." Sun Zhenglei put down his coffee, glanced at Yang Lu who looked uncomfortable, and smiled slightly. "Your answer just now was passable; you seem a little unaccustomed to your current role... Can we move on to the second question?"

"But your questions... seem a bit too many..." Yang Lu frowned. "There are three more hurdles? I don't have that much time..."

"I think so too..." Sun Zhenglei paused. "How about this, let's do the first two hurdles today. If we pass them, we'll go to Hainan tomorrow. We'll talk about the third hurdle when we get there... Let's continue!"

"Okay... then ask away!" Yang Lu lowered her head, suppressing her dissatisfaction, and took a sip of her coffee as if to cover it up. She then sat up straight, ready to meet the other party's new topic. As she straightened up, she unintentionally brought her legs together, instantly obscuring the view under her skirt, which made Sun Zhenglei feel a pang of regret.

"The second question of the first round..." Sun Zhenglei roused himself, mustered his courage, and turned his gaze back to Yang Lu's chest. "Excuse me, sister-in-law, what do your breasts look like?"

"What? You..." Faced with this even more explicit question, Yang Lu looked up in astonishment.

"Don't be surprised, sister-in-law. If you want to make our fake marriage act more convincing, this little secret can't remain a secret. Moreover, you must get used to not keeping any secrets from me anymore..." Sun Zhenglei stared directly at her, his eyes both serious and playful. At this moment, he no longer had any reservations. "Well? Now I want to know, what exactly do your breasts look like, encased in that purple three-quarter cup lace bra..."

"You..." Yang Lu's cheeks flushed red, indignant, but she was too restrained to lash out. "But I... I don't know how to say it!"

"That's true, you don't know how to summarize it either..." Sun Zhenglei tilted his head and said, "Let me ask you more specifically... First, tell me, what's your breast size? What cup size?"

"This..." Yang Lu lowered her head again, biting her lip, her face turning red and white, as if she were having a fierce internal struggle. Finally, she answered in a low voice, "38... 38D..."

"Oh? 38D!?" Sun Zhenglei exclaimed with delight, "I knew your breasts were full, they must be big! Sure enough! Tsk tsk! 38D!"

"Hey! Keep your voice down..." Yang Lu glanced at the curtain in a panic, afraid someone would barge in. Fortunately, she had observed the situation when she entered and found that there were no other customers in the coffee shop at this time. The waiters' area was also quite far from the private rooms, so they wouldn't come unless she rang the bell. Even so, she immediately lowered her head in shame.

"Then..." Sun Zhenglei pressed on impatiently, "What shape are your breasts?"

"Huh? How would I know?" Yang Lu almost burst into tears. "No...you...I...how am I supposed to describe it?!"

"Hey! It's just the shape! Conical? Hemispherical? Peach-shaped? Or bowl-shaped..." Sun Zhenglei rattled off everything he could think of, his face full of lewdness. "It's just a general shape!"

"Maybe...maybe..." Yang Lu's voice trailed off, her face growing redder. "It's...hemispherical, I guess..." Recalling her proud breasts in the mirror, a surge of desire welled up inside her.

"Oh...38D hemispherical breasts!?" Sun Zhenglei's gaze was fixed on Yang Lu's firm chest, almost reaching out to grab and squeeze them. "Being able to play with such round, full breasts, you must feel incredibly good every time, right?!" Once a person decides to be shameless, they unleash a level of lewdness they can't even imagine themselves display. Sun Zhenglei was secretly surprised by his own change as soon as he said it, but he couldn't turn back now and could only continue his madness.

"No...how could you...I..." The vulgar words made Yang Lu too ashamed to lift her head, her chin pressed against her chest, momentarily forgetting to defend herself.

"With such round and full breasts, the cleavage must be amazing! I wonder if you know how to squeeze your penis into your sister-in-law's cleavage..." Sun Zhenglei stared intently at the shadow of the cleavage revealed by the V-neck of Yang Lu's black dress, his eyes glazed over as he drifted into fantasy. He had completely immersed himself in his new role, an incredibly vulgar and obscene one.

"You, you..." The increasingly obscene words made Yang Lu, already ashamed, feel increasingly humiliated, and her eyes suddenly welled up with tears.

"How enviable! Your breasts are amazing..." After admiring them for a long time, Sun Zhenglei finally came to his senses. "Then... what color are your nipples?"

"Ah..." Yang Lu tightly closed her eyes, suppressing her trembling, tears of humiliation welling up in her eyes. "Red, red..."

"It really is red!" Sun Zhenglei said excitedly. "I knew it! Only bright red, erect nipples could match your perfectly shaped breasts!"

"Ah!..."

"Such perfect breasts must bounce a lot when you walk, right? Did you get particularly excited when you saw them, brother? For example, when you came out of the bath naked and went to your room to find your underwear? Or when you came home tired after going out and couldn't wait to take off your dress and bra and walk around the house in high heels?"

"This, how could this be..." Yang Lu said aggrievedly, "Please, don't ask anymore, okay..."

"Oh, okay, then let's leave the second question at that... Didn't you say you were ready? I'm just trying to help you adapt to your new role in advance!"

“I’m ready, but… your question is too much! I…”

“Alright, this third question will really show whether my sister-in-law is mentally prepared…” Sun Zhenglei ignored Yang Lu’s protests, licked his lips and continued to ask, “Excuse me, besides the missionary position, what is your favorite sexual position?”

“Wh-what!?” Yang Lu was stunned for a moment, then her face changed drastically. “You… what did you say…”

“I’m asking what position my sister-in-law likes to use most when making love with my brother.” Sun Zhenglei raised an eyebrow and looked Yang Lu up and down with his eyes.

“You… you’re lewd and shameless!” Yang Lu couldn’t help but blurt out, suddenly standing up and glaring at Sun Zhenglei with shame and indignation. “Please respect me a little. My patience has its limits!”

“Are you angry?” Sun Zhenglei suddenly put away his drooling face and leaned back on the sofa chair with a serious expression. At this moment, he had entered a state of shamelessness and selflessness, completely at ease. "Didn't you say you would obey me unconditionally? What, you can't even tolerate a question about sex positions?"

"But...but other people also have privacy! How could you..."

"For a married couple, this kind of thing shouldn't be considered privacy, right?" Sun Zhenglei's gaze sharpened. "If you still cling to these so-called privacy issues in front of me, hesitating and timid, then I will absolutely not go to Hainan!"

"Why...why?" Yang Lu was shocked and almost cried as she asked.

"Have you forgotten what I told you?" Sun Zhenglei's piercing gaze fixed on Yang Lu's panicked expression. "Unless we make it real, there's absolutely no way we can fool Cai Die! This is a matter of life and death; we can't afford to have the slightest flaw! If we want to escape Cai Die's illusion unscathed, we must completely forget our true identities and fully immerse ourselves in our new roles! Otherwise..."

"I...I know...Actually, I...I just..." Sun Zhenglei's words instantly extinguished Yang Lu's anger. Yang Lu felt terrified and helpless, as if all her strength had suddenly vanished. She slumped back into the sofa chair.

“I know you’re a determined person; once you’ve made up your mind, you’ll definitely do your best to achieve it.” Sun Zhenglei let out a sigh of relief. “Well, if you’ve thought it through, then answer the question from before…”

“But…but…” Yang Lu looked embarrassed and ashamed. “Positions…this…this…how should I say it?”

“I know it’s indeed embarrassing…why don’t I say it, and you can choose…” Sun Zhenglei quickly guided her. “Do you prefer the side-entry position with legs apart, the riding position, the doggy style, or…”

“Ah? This…” Yang Lu’s face flushed, and she felt her heart start racing.

“Or some other positions, like those difficult ones, like the kite soaring into the sky, the monkey climbing a tree, the Italian chandelier…”

“No, no, no!” Yang Lu quickly stopped him, her face burning. “I wouldn’t do that…it’s what I said earlier…” Before she could finish speaking, she felt her face burning hot, and her heart pounding wildly. Oh my god! Why did she say something so shameful?

"Oh, what position were you talking about earlier?" Sun Zhenglei pressed on, licking his lips and eagerly leaning closer. "Side-to-side entry with legs spread?"

"No, no!" Yang Lu shook her head vigorously.

"Then... riding?"

Yang Lu continued to shake her head.

"Could it be... doggy style!?" Sun Zhenglei's eyes widened as he pressed on.

"This... I..." Yang Lu hesitated and lowered her head shyly, not shaking her head.

"Really doggy style!?" Sun Zhenglei exclaimed incredulously, "So, sister-in-law actually likes the position of slapping her buttocks and having someone repeatedly penetrate her from behind!?"

"Ah... I, I..." Yang Lu was so ashamed she wanted to disappear into a hole in the ground.

"It seems you're extremely confident and satisfied with your butt! No wonder you always wiggle your hips when you walk in your dress, short skirt, and high heels; every man who sees that would feel the urge to masturbate!" Sun Zhenglei exclaimed, looking at the ceiling as if imagining Yang Lu's naked figure. "To stick your proud, round, white butt out and let others thrust and ravage it—that must be an indescribable thrill! So you actually like that feeling..."

"No! No! I didn't..."

"When you play doggy style with your brother, do you usually stand or kneel?" Sun Zhenglei ignored Yang Lu's protests and continued to ask.

"Ah...you, what did you say?"

"I'm asking, under what circumstances do you usually play the butt-sticking-out-and-penetrate style?" Sun Zhenglei became more and more excited, his face flushing. "Do you usually like to kneel on the bed and let your brother violate your butt from behind, or do you prefer to stand in front of the bed or by the window, bend over, and stick your butt out?"

"Of course, it's on the bed... how could I say that anywhere else..." Yang Lu tried to explain, secretly surprised that she would say such a thing in front of others.

"Was it you who suggested this position, sister-in-law, or did brother ask you to?"

"Of course it was him... how could I possibly..." As soon as the words left her mouth, Yang Lu realized that the more she explained, the more embarrassing it would become.

"To be able to aim his penis at such a round, white, perfect butt, brother is really fucking lucky!" Sun Zhenglei continued to fantasize, "But with his abilities, he probably wouldn't be able to hold back his ejaculation before he even penetrated her, right? Maybe he didn't even find the opening, and his glans just touched sister-in-law's butt crack before he ejaculated?"

"H-How could that be? No, he..." Yang Lu's words were on the tip of her tongue when she suddenly realized that she could never say such a thing.

“No? Then he’s really lucky…” Sun Zhenglei seemed a little unbalanced, but said helplessly, “But he definitely doesn’t know the essence of this position! Did the older brother deliberately stop after inserting, letting the sister-in-law push her buttocks back?”

“Waaah…” Yang Lu nodded while sobbing, then shook her head desperately, her whole body trembling with madness.

“Did the older brother thrust into the sister-in-law’s buttocks while making the sister-in-law, who was kneeling, twist her upper body back to kiss him? And then put his hand on the sister-in-law’s chest, feeling the breasts’ pitiful throbbing?” Sun Zhenglei’s words were almost insane.

“No! Don’t say it! I, I…” Yang Lu covered her face with her hands, on the verge of collapse.

“Okay…” Suddenly, Sun Zhenglei's excited expression vanished, his face hardening. “The third question is over. Let’s move on to the next one…”

“No! You…you can’t do this…” Yang Lu’s hands were still covering her face. “This is too much…I…I can’t…”

“The fourth question is simple…” Sun Zhenglei ignored Yang Lu’s reaction and said calmly, “I just want to know, who was the man who was talking to my sister-in-law in her bedroom around 5 p.m. the day before yesterday, last Saturday?” Sun Zhenglei emphasized the word “bedroom.”

“What!?” Yang Lu, who had been driven to the brink of madness by the humiliating words, trembled violently upon hearing this. She released her hands from her face and looked up at Sun Zhenglei in surprise.

"What? Sister-in-law, you haven't forgotten so quickly, have you?" Sun Zhenglei leaned back casually, half-sitting and half-lying on the sofa chair. "If I remember correctly, last Saturday, my older brother should have already gone to Hainan, and Sun Qiang went to Nanjing last Friday to attend a summer camp and hasn't returned yet, right?" Sun Zhenglei's voice wasn't as provocative and vulgar as before, but Yang Lu felt an even chilling glint in its eyes.

"Y-yes..." Yang Lu gently smoothed her bangs, her movements slightly trembling.

"Then may I ask, who was the man in your bedroom on Saturday evening? Logically speaking, there should have only been your sister-in-law at home at that time, so who was this extra person?"

"This... I..." Yang Lu stammered, "You, how did you know..."

"Because at that time, I happened to be at your sister-in-law's house."

"What, what did you say!? How could you be..." Yang Lu panicked upon hearing this.

“Sun Qiang forgot his essay for the event and asked me to go to his room to get his USB drive so I could send it to him. To my surprise, I knocked twice before realizing your door wasn't closed that evening. I assumed you'd forgotten to close it after leaving, so I didn't think much of it and went straight into Sun Qiang's room. When I got my things and was about to leave, I suddenly noticed a sound coming from your bedroom…”

Hearing this, Yang Lu's forehead was already beaded with sweat.

“So I quietly went up and peeked through the crack in the bedroom door… Guess what I saw?” Sun Zhenglei smiled slightly, staring smugly at Yang Lu's gradually paling face. “I saw my sister-in-law standing arrogantly by the bed, angrily scolding someone. From my angle, I could only see her face, while the other person had their back to me, so I couldn't see their face clearly. But from their clothes, I could tell it was a man, right? And it seemed like they were holding something in their hand…”

“This…” Yang Lu trembled under Sun Zhenglei's gaze, and his words made her face turn even paler.

“Actually, what surprised me the most was what my sister-in-law was wearing at the time…” Sun Zhenglei said deliberately slowly, “She was wearing a sky-blue dress top, but her lower body clothing seemed a bit lacking—she only had a pair of purple lace panties.”

“You, you saw, you saw it all?” Yang Lu’s face turned even paler.

"Of course, how could I bear to miss such a beautiful sight? I didn't even dare to blink at the time," Sun Zhenglei laughed loudly. "The slender waist, the triangular shape, the peony pattern, the hollowed-out crotch—I'll never forget those lace panties! I just never expected that my sister-in-law would be receiving guests in the bedroom wearing only a pitifully small, semi-transparent pair of panties. It's unbelievable! I'm so jealous of that man! What kind of visitor was he to have the honor of standing in my sister-in-law's bedroom, holding her dress skirt with one hand, admiring her long, white, lotus-root-like legs, and the pubic hair that was faintly visible in the crotch of her panties..."

"No! Don't! Don't say anymore! I... I don't know, I don't know!" Yang Lu painfully clutched her head with both hands, slumping weakly against the back of the sofa chair.

"Actually, this question is quite boring... What does it have to do with me if my sister-in-law is a guest? It's a waste of time, let's just stop here!" Sun Zhenglei said casually, as if he had suddenly lost interest in the matter. "The first test is over, sister-in-law passed it so-so, right... Didn't you want to have more time? Then let's be more efficient and quickly move on to the second test, what do you think?"

"Huh?" Yang Lu, still covered in cold sweat, hadn't recovered from the previous exchange, her heart still pounding. "Oh, oh... Well, okay then..."

"The second test is called 'Practice Makes Perfect'." Sun Zhenglei dropped his cold expression and put on a lecherous look again. He knew that the last question had clearly hit Yang Lu's weak spot. Even if he pressed her for an answer, he probably wouldn't get any. Although he didn't get a clear answer, the effect was better, the intimidation was greater, and Yang Lu's composure was now completely thrown off balance. Things would become easier from here on out.

"Practice what you preach?"

"That's right! That was a question and answer session, now it's an action." Sun Zhenglei squinted at Yang Lu's gradually reddening cheeks and heaving chest, already feeling victory was within his grasp.

"Action?" Yang Lu's eyes widened upon hearing this, wondering what the other party was up to.

"In this round, I will ask you to do a few things, which correspond exactly to the previous questions. Of course, the order may change. The purpose is to prove whether your answers were true or not." Sun Zhenglei chuckled. "As for how you prove it, I don't care. As long as you can prove the questions with your actions..."

"Prove? You..."

"So, the first thing you need to do is prove the first question..." Sun Zhenglei licked his lips and grinned mischievously, "The first thing you need to do is prove that the bra you're wearing now is purple lace..."

"But how do I prove that?" Yang Lu, who had just recovered from her panic, was completely bewildered.

“It’s simple, take off your coat and let me see.”

“Wh-what!?” Yang Lu exclaimed in surprise, “Here? How can this be…”

“Don’t worry, this private room is very secluded, and the curtains are completely sealed off. No one outside will know what’s going on inside.” Sun Zhenglei gestured towards the outside of the room. “The waiters here are very professional; they won’t come in unless you ring the bell.”

“But…but…”

“Didn’t you say you were fully prepared? Why are you hesitating now? This is just to prove your answer earlier.” Sun Zhenglei spread his hands. “This shouldn’t be difficult…We’re going to be playing a married couple. Unbuttoning a few buttons and letting me see your bra should be basic, right? If you can’t even do this, then our trip to Hainan might be a one-way trip.”

“I…I…” Yang Lu lowered her head and frantically tugged at the hem of her clothes.

“It seems you haven’t sorted out your mindset yet…” Sun Zhenglei’s eyes sharpened, and he shook his head. “I’m wasting my time…”

“No, no…” Yang Lu lowered her head even further, her voice barely audible.

"Forget it... I... I don't want to watch them both go to their deaths." Sun Zhenglei slapped his thigh, stood up from the sofa, and let out a long sigh. "I hope my brother is lucky. He's fallen into a terrible trap set by the underworld; he can only pray for good fortune..." With that, he turned to leave.

"Please wait!" Yang Lu stood up anxiously, took two steps to him, and grabbed his arm. "Don't go! I... I'll prove everything to you!"

"Oh?" Sun Zhenglei immediately stopped, slowly turned around, and stared intently at her.

"I'll undo..." Yang Lu's eyes were filled with tears. She slumped back against the wooden wall of the private room, turned her head away, and tremblingly extended her delicate, white fingers to slowly unbutton the gold butterfly clasp on her black dress.

With just one clasp undone, the deep V-neckline was wide open, revealing the lace trim of the purple bra, the upper part of her fair, full breasts, and the deep cleavage. Sun Zhenglei's Adam's apple bobbed, and he sighed inwardly. It turned out that the difference between beauty and eroticism was just one clasp; the distance between elegant intellectual beauty and pathetic nudity was only five centimeters!

When Yang Lu's trembling fingers undid the second clasp, her breasts were already half-exposed, most of the cups of the purple bra showing. Her snow-white, full breasts seemed about to

burst out, almost breaking free of the bra's restraint. As soon as the third clasp was undone, Yang Lu's full breasts, tightly bound by the purple bra, bounced out like rabbits, swaying and trembling a few times, making one worry when they would burst the expensive bra.

“Very good… there’s still one button left, take your time…” Sun Zhenglei stood face to face with Yang Lu, admiring her humiliating yet graceful movements up close, feeling incredibly aroused. He leaned closer, his eyes wide with excitement as he looked at Yang Lu’s exposed breasts. “This purple bra truly matches your fair skin and black dress!”

“Waaah…” Yang Lu closed her eyes in shame and indignation, tears of humiliation welling up in her eyes. Her hands trembled so much that she couldn’t unbutton the last button of her top.

Sun Zhenglei’s burning gaze swept over Yang Lu’s high, firm breasts, noticing that her snow-white, round breasts were rising and falling under the purple bra, the shape of her nipples faintly visible. He couldn’t help but feel a surge of lust; his initial mischievous intentions vanished, replaced by a burning desire.

“Seeing how troubled you are, let me help you out…” Sun Zhenglei trembled as he leaned against Yang Lu, his heaving chest almost pressed against the young woman’s high breasts. His left arm encircled her slender waist, while his right hand reached for her chest, roughly grabbing her bra and ripping it open. Two snow-white breasts and rosy nipples were now prominently displayed before her eyes.

“Ah…” Feeling a chill on her chest, Yang Lu hurriedly opened her eyes and found that her round, firm breasts had broken free of the bra’s restraint, standing naked and trembling before her brother-in-law’s eyes.

“It seems my sister-in-law was telling the truth, these breasts, these nipples…” Sun Zhenglei’s eyes gleamed, and he swallowed hard.

“No, don’t look…” Already flustered, Yang Lu was startled and tried to cover her chest with her hands in terror, but she found it impossible to do so, as Sun Zhenglei had already pinned her hands firmly against the wall.

"This is the last test of the day, a test that concerns the lives and fortunes of many people..." Sun Zhenglei whispered in her ear. Just those words drained Yang Lu of all her strength. "You haven't lied so far, sister-in-law. The style of the underwear and the shape of your breasts are completely accurate... Let's hurry up and continue the verification, shall we?" Feeling that Yang Lu had stopped struggling, Sun Zhenglei released her hands with relief, freeing his hand to unbutton the last button of her blouse and gently remove her dress.

Her breasts were already exposed, and removing the practically useless dress was pointless for Yang Lu to resist. The black dress slowly slid down her snow-white shoulders, silently landing at the young woman's feet, covering the purple lace bra on the ground.

"Ah..." Yang Lu cried out in shame and fear. She was completely lost, even forgetting the symbolic act of covering herself, leaving her high, firm breasts exposed and exposed before him, tragically displaying the mature and fiery aura of a young woman's body.

But her cry lasted less than a second, because her mouth was already firmly sealed by Sun Zhenglei's large mouth. At the same time, her full, firm breasts were grabbed tightly by his large hands, the round, full orbs constantly changing shape under the frantic kneading.

"Ugh! Ugh!" Attacked in her most sensitive area, Yang Lu instinctively twisted and struggled a few times, her lips, occupied by him, desperately trying to utter a sound of resistance, but she couldn't escape her predicament. She had lost her way, lost her courage, and her struggles grew weaker and weaker. Under unprecedented stimulation and provocation, Yang Lu felt strange changes slowly taking place in her body, becoming increasingly sensitive and hot. While she was surprised and fearful of these changes, a long-suppressed, mysterious feeling seemed to be awakening within her…

As her burning desire surged, a cool sensation came from her lower body—her black, straight-cut miniskirt had been unfastened and slipped down to her ankles, obscuring her white high heels. Sun Zhenglei, having somehow freed his right hand, skillfully unbuttoned the skirt, then stretched out his large hand and began kneading Yang Lu's round, protruding buttocks through her underwear.

"Mmm!" Her breasts and buttocks were simultaneously subjected to the man's deadly stimulation, while her lips were tightly sealed by his large mouth. Besides writhing her hot, frantic, and intoxicated body, Yang Lu could only manage a soft, excited response from her throat.

After the young woman's bright red nipples sadly pointed upwards, Sun Zhenglei's left hand, as if temporarily finishing with Yang Lu's upper body, reached down and joined in the ravaging of her buttocks. As her two fair and plump buttocks were repeatedly kneaded and squeezed by his demonic hands, Yang Lu felt a hot and wet sensation gradually welling up deep within her secret passage, her mind going completely blank.

Just then, a melodious and clear tune suddenly rang out beside her!

Yang Lu jolted awake, as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over her in a nightmare, instantly returning her to reality from the magical dream. She abruptly pushed Sun Zhenglei away, screamed, crossed her arms over her chest, bent her knees, and squatted on the ground in extreme shame.

Sun Zhenglei, as if awakened from a lewd dream, froze for a few seconds, then shook his head incredulously, both surprised by his own actions and embarrassed, turning away from Yang Lu's appearance.

The crisp music continued to play, and Sun Zhenglei finally snapped out of his daze. It was his phone ringing. Damn it! This

couldn't be more inconvenient!

"Hello..." Taking his phone out of his pocket, Sun Zhenglei answered the call absentmindedly.

"Hello, this is the soon-to-be-appointed Teacher Sun..." A shrill, cold laugh came from the phone receiver.

"Y-you are...?" Sun Zhenglei was startled, only to find the voice somewhat familiar.

"What? You can't even recognize my voice? All our year-long rivalry has been for nothing!"

"You...you're Li Xueping!?" Hearing this signature sarcasm, Sun Zhenglei recognized the caller. "Hmph! What do you want?" Li Xueping's call completely snapped Sun Zhenglei out of his previous reverie. "

Don't be so fierce, buddy! Even though we're mortal enemies who hate each other to the core, a polite greeting beforehand is always welcome, isn't it? Hehe..." The other person chuckled dryly.

"I have nothing to say to you! Even if I did, I wouldn't want to!" With that, Sun Zhenglei tried to hang up, because the mere sound of Li Xueping's voice made him feel nauseous.

"So angry? Are you upset that I interrupted your good time with Yang Lu?" Li Xueping on the other end of the phone didn't seem worried about him wanting to hang up, and said this casually.

Sun Zhenglei was about to press the red stop button when he heard this and was suddenly startled. What? Did the other party know about his meeting with Yang Lu today? How could that be? He turned his head to look at Yang Lu, who was still squatting to the side in a daze, and then looked up at the curtain at the door of the private room, which was still tightly closed. He was horrified.

"I'm really sorry to have disturbed you, hehe..." Li Xueping continued with a dry laugh, "I know you two are very busy. If we don't make things easier, you'll be too busy."

"You...where are you!?" Sun Zhenglei calmed his racing heart and tried his best to calm himself down. While desperately searching for a way to deal with the situation, he asked in a deep voice.

"Where I am is not important. What's important is that I know where you are, hehehe..."

"You, you know where I am? What do you want?" Sun Zhenglei tried his best to control his emotions.

"Don't get me wrong, although I hate you to the core, I don't want to ruin your and Yang Lu's dream, really, not yet..." Li Xueping replied sarcastically on the other end of the phone.

"Spit it out!" Cold sweat beaded on Sun Zhenglei's forehead, but he didn't show it.

"I'm calling you today for only one purpose, and that is to formally declare war on you." Unexpectedly, Li Xueping didn't dwell on the previous topic.

"Declare war?" Sun Zhenglei was taken aback by the change in tone.

"Yes, declare war. Losing to you so many times has hurt my pride. You should at least give me a chance to regain my face, right? Hehe..."

"Hmph! Sorry, I have no interest. I don't have time to listen to a mad dog barking..." Sun Zhenglei scoffed disdainfully, feeling a bit guilty about his current situation, and decided to hang up the phone quickly.

"No, I believe you'll be interested this time. Because my target is your wife—Fang Shuying!" Li Xueping continued with a smile, "I'm going to snatch your wife away..."

"Huh? You—what did you say?" Sun Zhenglei was stunned again, doubting his ears.

"Fang Shuying will definitely become my woman, I will definitely defeat you! This time I will make you kneel before me and admit defeat completely! That's why I'm here with you today."

"Are you out of your mind?" Sun Zhenglei sneered, the tension from before instantly dissipating.

"For you, this is indeed very funny. I know Fang Shuying loves you very much, and I know that this female prosecutor is of noble character, chaste and virtuous, and hates evil. I also know that in her eyes I have always been a treacherous, cunning, and disgusting villain. But..." Li Xueping changed the subject, "That doesn't matter at all, because she will definitely become my woman, Li Xueping's woman."

"I don't want to talk to a madman!" Sun Zhenglei said coldly.

“Not a girlfriend, but a woman, your wife will become my woman! A woman!” Li Xueping emphasized, as if all the humiliation he had suffered was concentrated in his words. “At that time, when your wife walks into my bedroom with an air of arrogance, she will be completely naked except for those expensive Guess high heels and black checkered stockings. Although her steps will be haughty, and her eyes will certainly be filled with anger and contempt, she will have no choice but to sway her fair, round buttocks with infinite charm, and sadly walk with her unique ladylike steps slowly toward my bed, letting her 38C peach-shaped breasts tremble and bounce... Hehehehe!”

“Shut up! You fucking want to die!” Sun Zhenglei was furious upon hearing this and shouted into the phone, “If you keep spouting such vulgarities, I’ll break your legs!” With that, Sun Zhenglei slammed down the phone.

Yang Lu, who had been squatting nearby, stared in astonishment at Sun Zhenglei's angry expression. She involuntarily stood up, her arms, which had been crossed over her chest, unconsciously loosening, leaving her large, white breasts proudly displayed before her brother-in-law.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Sun Zhenglei, slightly weary, pushed open the door.

Li Xueping's phone call that afternoon had ruined his plans, making him seethe with rage. What infuriated him even more was that the cunning and treacherous man had actually harbored lustful thoughts towards his wife—a toad lusting after a swan! He dared to fantasize, utterly shameless! If he really dared to do it, he would surely witness the spectacular scene of the elegant prosecutor slapping the toad. Thinking of this, Sun Zhenglei's anger subsided considerably. That kind of person was only capable of such fantasies; he couldn't cause any real trouble. If he held back his anger, he would only be playing into his hands—not worth it. It was better to plan his upcoming trip to Hainan, which would begin tomorrow. Thinking of this, Sun Zhenglei felt a surge of relief, and the image of Yang Lu's voluptuous and graceful figure appeared before his eyes.

Composing himself, Sun Zhenglei hummed a little tune as he walked into the entryway. Looking at the shoe cabinet and the empty coat rack, his brow furrowed slightly. What? It's so late, and his wife still isn't home? He'd called her three times this afternoon, but no one answered. The fourth time, although the call connected for several tens of seconds, there was still no response; he could only faintly hear the sound of a television or radio. He had no idea what she was up to. It seemed the prosecutor's office had been quite busy lately, with meetings and overtime all day; she hadn't even left work by this hour.

"Since the prosecutor isn't here, I'll have to make myself a meal..." Sun Zhenglei muttered to himself as he took off his shoes and went inside, tossing the full shopping bag he was carrying onto the living room sofa. The bag contained sunglasses, swimming trunks, sunscreen, and some daily necessities—the haul from nearly four hours of shopping.

Just as Sun Zhenglei was about to head to the kitchen, the bathroom door suddenly opened, and Sun Wei emerged wearing only his underwear, a towel draped around his neck.

"Uncle, you're back?" Sun Wei asked, vigorously rubbing his wet hair with the towel while giving Sun Zhenglei a strange look.

"Yeah. Hasn't your Aunt Shuying come back yet?" Sun Zhenglei was taken aback, realizing he'd almost forgotten about this freeloader.

"Not yet! I was wondering the same thing..." Sun Wei finished drying his hair, tossed the towel into the clothes rack, and swaggered towards his room. "I just got back myself, but I didn't see Auntie, and I was starving, so I went downstairs to the fast food place and ate two hamburgers."

"Oh?" Sun Zhenglei, who was about to go into the kitchen to prepare his signature tomato and egg stir-fry, paused again, hesitating whether he should also go downstairs for a quick meal, while simultaneously marveling at how a family really couldn't do without a woman.

“By the way, those photos…” Sun Wei stopped abruptly at the door, turned around and looked at him with a smile, “100 yuan a piece, do you want to buy them? They’re very clear…”

“Ah? That…” Sun Zhenglei paused, showing a nonchalant expression, “I have something to do today, let’s talk about it later…” After the events of the afternoon, and thinking about the exciting schedule that was about to begin tomorrow, Sun Zhenglei had lost interest in everything else.

"Too expensive?" Sun Wei was a little surprised by his actions. "We can discuss the money..."

"Thank you for your kindness!" Sun Zhenglei waved his hand and turned around. "I don't need it for now. You should save up some high-quality ones to watch later..." He then turned to leave.

"Hey! You're not interested in the photos? But you must be interested in the top-secret information, right?" Seeing him about to leave, Sun Wei quickly ran up and called out to Sun Zhenglei. "It's top-secret information about Aunt Shuying, how about it?"

"Oh? Top-secret information?" Sun Zhenglei turned back and sneered disdainfully. "Could it be that that fat bastard is bothering us again?"

"That brain-dead fat idiot? He hasn't been making a sound lately. Ever since he presumptuously brought over a gold necklace and got slapped hard by Auntie, he's been much more obedient. He only dares to hide in the distance and secretly peek over here..." Sun Wei said, showing a puzzled expression. "But speaking of which, that fat bastard with his fleshy face and unsteady gait, still dares to overestimate himself. He's like a toad trying to eat swan meat. Even I find him disgusting. It's really a pity that Auntie had to be so patient and polite in rejecting him before. She should have taught him a lesson long ago!"

“Looks like I’m really hungry…” Sun Zhenglei seemed to have already anticipated his answer, so he wasn’t interested. Before he could finish speaking, he walked to the entrance to change his shoes. He knew his wife better than anyone.

“But recently I’ve noticed that Auntie is acting a bit strange,” Sun Wei quickly continued, seeing this. “Last Wednesday, when I came back from tutoring, I found her sitting alone on the sofa, lost in thought, her eyes a little red, and she hadn’t made dinner…”

“Hmm?” Sun Zhenglei, who was about to leave after changing into his leather shoes, was taken aback.

“She saw me come back and rushed to the kitchen to cook, but she seemed preoccupied, and she was always absent-minded when talking to me. She even broke a bowl… So I was really puzzled that day, and I thought you two had a fight!”

“Really?” Sun Zhenglei turned around, his expression somewhat unnatural. “We haven’t had a fight recently…”

“Yeah, I haven’t seen you two fight either.” Seeing that the other person was concerned, Sun Wei softened his tone and said, “I’ve never seen Auntie like that before. Her eyes were red and wet, she must have been crying, and she was completely silent, her eyes seemed to have stopped moving. When I asked her questions, she seemed to ignore me. It was so strange…”

“What?” Sun Zhenglei was quite surprised. “Is what you said true? Last Wednesday? How do you remember so accurately?”

“Because I had a fight with a classmate during math tutoring that day, and I came back in a huff wanting my aunt to help me settle things, so I remember it very clearly,” Sun Wei said confidently. “Uncle, you should also remember

, right? That day, my aunt forgot to put salt in the stir-fry, and the rice was burnt. When you came back, you even went downstairs to the fast food restaurant and bought two boxes of rice.” Upon hearing this, Sun Zhenglei suddenly remembered that such a thing had indeed happened last week.

“There’s something even stranger! But never mind, these are trivial matters, nothing worth talking about, if I keep going I’ll become a gossip reporter…” Sun Wei glanced at the other man’s expression and smiled secretly, “Uncle, you’d better hurry downstairs for dinner, or you’ll have to wait in line.”

“Wait, what else do you know?” This time it was Sun Zhenglei’s turn to be a little anxious. He took out a hundred-yuan bill and stuffed it into Sun Wei’s hand, “Tell me! Consider it a purchase of your information!”

“Why are you being so polite? It’s really nothing…” Sun Wei unceremoniously put the money into his pocket and laughed, “It was just last Sunday, my aunt dragged me to the supermarket to shop, and I noticed her phone rang several times, but she hung up on it each time.”

“Hang up?” Sun Zhenglei frowned, “How many times?”

“I can’t remember exactly, but her phone was almost constantly ringing, for several minutes, and every time my aunt hung up, it would ring again a few seconds later. The other customers in the supermarket were looking at us strangely.”

“Ah?”

"Later, she was probably too annoyed, so my aunt went to a corner to answer the phone. She seemed very angry, so I was curious and quietly went over to eavesdrop, but I didn't hear clearly. I only heard her say 'I don't want to see you again' before hanging up. I quickly squatted down and pretended to look at the merchandise, almost getting caught by her."

"Is that so...it seems..." Sun Zhenglei looked thoughtful and doubtful.

"That's all. I'll tell you if I remember anything else..." Sun Wei patted his pocket, turned around contentedly, "I made an appointment with a friend to go online and kill monsters, it's almost time."

"You..." Sun Zhenglei was about to say something when his phone rang with a text message.

He took out his phone, opened it, and was immediately stunned.

The text message was from his wife, Fang Shuying, and read: "Taking a temporary flight to Haikou tonight for a business trip for several days. Don't worry."

Business trip? Haikou? Tonight?

After reading the text message, Sun Zhenglei frowned again. It turned out his wife was also flying to Haikou. He hadn't heard her mention it in the past two days; why such a sudden change? And judging from the text message, it seemed she wouldn't be home tonight. What urgent matter could prevent her from returning home? Had she even abandoned her luggage?

Remembering how he'd tried calling his wife several times that afternoon without success, Sun Zhenglei suddenly became furious: Even if work is busy, this is unacceptable! What a dedicated female prosecutor! She's practically neglecting her own family. Wanting to be an exemplary worker doesn't require such self-sacrifice! Thinking this, he quickly dialed his wife's number again.

But to his surprise, her phone was switched off!

What? She just sent a text and then turned it off? Was she trying to avoid missile tracking? Damn it! What kind of secret meeting is this at the procuratorate? I don't care to disturb it!

Sun Zhenglei's head spun, and he was about to curse, but then a thought struck him, and he broke out in a cold sweat. Fortunately, his wife was flying to Haikou overnight, while he and Yang Lu were taking a flight to Haikou tomorrow morning. Otherwise, if they had been on the same flight or bumped into each other at the airport, he really wouldn't know how to explain it to his wife. What a stroke of luck!

With a sigh, Sun Zhenglei seemed to have no mind to think about what had just happened. After catching his breath, he walked to Sun Wei's room door and said to Sun Wei, who was about to turn on his computer, "There's something I need to tell you. For the next few days, you'll probably have to take care of your own meals."

"Why?" Sun Wei, sitting in his computer chair, turned his head and looked at him curiously.

“I have to go to a friend’s place in another city tomorrow, and your aunt is going to Hainan on a business trip. It’s a bit of a rush, so I didn’t tell you beforehand. But you’re all grown up now, so you can eat on your own for a few days without worry. I’ll make sure you have enough living expenses…”

“No need, Uncle.” Sun Wei replied with a smile, turning back to continue looking at his computer. “I’m also going on a trip tomorrow. The school has a special summer camp, and they let me go.” “

Huh? Summer camp?” Sun Zhenglei was very surprised and said incredulously, “They actually let you participate!? Why didn’t they tell you sooner! Where are you going?”

“To Hainan.” Sun Wei replied without turning his head.

“What did you say!?” 02-01
Dr. Xu Series (01) The Beauty’s Urgent Need to Pee

This happened three years ago. At that time, my wife and I were still married (regarding my wife Wu Jialin, according to the current outline, she will be mentioned in chapters such as “Sooner or Later, It Will Be Repaid”, “Green Hat Complex”, and “Remarriage”). She had a close friend named Jiang Xiaoling, who often came to my house to play. The two women were always chattering and laughing, as if they had endless private conversations.

That Sunday, I slept in until after 11 a.m., and after washing up, I was about to go downstairs to the clinic. I

had only opened the bedroom door halfway when I saw Xiaoling standing at the bathroom door outside the living room, banging on it.

"Hurry, hurry! Please, Jialin, I... I can't hold it in any longer!" The beautiful woman seemed genuinely anxious.

"My stomach hurts so much... I'm sorry... um—just two more minutes..." My wife really has no ladylike manners; she was actually making loud "um—" sounds from inside! Ugh! Just

as I was about to tell Xiaoling, who desperately needed to pee, to go to the bathroom in the bedroom, I suddenly remembered that my wife had mentioned before that Xiaoling had urinary incontinence. Looking at this usually refined and virtuous young woman, now somewhat out of control, her hands tightly covering her lower body, her legs tightly pressed together, her plump buttocks swaying in her tight jeans, I suddenly felt a strange itch, an inexplicable urge to peep and tease her.

So I closed the door again, leaving only a crack, and peeked at the desperate young woman from inside. The devil in my heart kept shouting: "Leak, pee! Hehe... leak, leak! Incontinence, incontinence!" Perhaps Satan has better ears than God; he heard my inner cry and made my dream come true.

"Jialin, open it quickly..." The young woman leaned against the bathroom door, her cries growing weaker. Then, she covered herself tightly between her legs, her body tensing, her legs ceasing their intertwining motion, remaining firmly pressed together—was the show I wanted to see really coming?

Sure enough, I noticed her alluring, round buttocks, encased in jeans, stopped moving, and a wet patch appeared in her crotch. Soon, the wet patch spread like ink in a Chinese painting, creating two suggestive, wet, deep blue patches on the inside of her pale blue, faded jeans.

When the wet patch almost reached her calves, the young woman felt the sticky discomfort and hurriedly spread her legs, bending over, using her thumbs and index fingers to pull up the taut fabric on her inner thighs, while frantically and shyly glancing around.

She looked both comical and erotic!

Seeing her warily looking towards the bedroom, I quickly slipped behind the door.

In the brief moment she turned around and I slipped away, through the crack in the door, I saw a face flushed red like a little girl who had done something wrong—innocent, shy, and flustered, not at all like a mature woman in her thirties.

Although I had encountered many female patients with urinary incontinence before, that day was the first time I realized how charmingly beautiful a shy woman with incontinence could be!

From then on, I became obsessed with women with incontinence—of course, beautiful women with incontinence!

But now, looking back, I realize that at the time, this "beauty" was enhanced in my mind because of incontinence. For example, Jiang Xiaoling wasn't as pretty as my wife, but during our subsequent treatments and interactions, when she was shyly incontinent, I found her a hundred times more beautiful than my wife or any other woman.

Men are strange creatures, aren't they?

Now, it's necessary to give everyone a little科普 (popular science) education: What is urinary incontinence?

Actually, it's quite simple—urinary incontinence refers to the inability to control urination while conscious, resulting in involuntary leakage of urine.

As for the causes, there are some differences between men and women. To accommodate you perverts, I'll discuss the causes of urinary incontinence in women separately.

There are many causes of urinary incontinence in women. According to Western medicine, there are four main types: 1. Bladder infection, damage during childbirth, some neurological diseases (such as multiple sclerosis), or previous medication use; 2. Weakened pelvic floor muscle contraction and urethral wall atrophy; 3. Damage to the bladder sphincter, causing leakage of urine due to abdominal pressure when the patient coughs, sneezes, laughs, jumps, climbs stairs, or lifts heavy objects, also known as pressure incontinence; 4. Another type is "bladder hypersensitivity," where the sphincter itself is intact, but urination is very urgent, often resulting in leakage before reaching the toilet. This fourth situation is mostly psychological.

From a Traditional Chinese Medicine (TCM) perspective, it's quite mystical, involving concepts like organ deficiency, weakened vital energy (Mingmen fire), damp-heat accumulation, impaired qi transformation, blood stasis in the lower abdomen, and weak bladder qi. I won't delve into those mystical details here.

In recent decades, with the accelerated pace of life and increased work pressure, the number of women suffering from urinary incontinence has been increasing year by year, now accounting for more than 20% of adults. Statistics from the American Urological Association show that more than half of women have experienced urinary incontinence to varying degrees, and nearly half of these women experience a significant impact on their quality of life.

In short… well, let's put it this way: if any female readers are interested, please don't think I'm exaggerating—if you experience involuntary urinary leakage when coughing, exercising, or laughing, or if you feel the urge to urinate frequently, urinate significantly more often, or sometimes urinate suddenly before you can find a toilet, you should be wary that you may have female urinary incontinence!

Remember to come see Dr. Xu, he specializes in treating female urinary incontinence, hehe...

There are many treatment methods for female urinary incontinence, including behavioral therapy, physical therapy, Western medicine, traditional Chinese medicine, and surgery. This article will focus on treatment methods related to Dr. Xu's expertise, and ones that you lecherous folks might be interested in, such as pelvic floor muscle exercises, bladder function exercises, pelvic biofeedback therapy, acupuncture, and electrical stimulation.

Eager to know the details? Read on patiently, and I will explain them to you one by one.

In the following days, while chatting with my wife, I "casually" mentioned the problem of female urinary incontinence and even gave a few examples of cases I had cured. Of course, these were true stories, but I slightly "embellished" the severity of the patients' conditions and the effectiveness of the treatments.

What I said was "unintentional," but the listener took it to heart. Two days later, a shy young woman with urinary incontinence came to my clinic—of course, it was my wife's friend, Jiang Xiaoling.

At first, because we were already quite familiar with each other, she seemed quite natural. But when I mentioned my purpose for coming, she blushed instantly and stammered for a while before finally explaining—"Actually, I just came to treat urinary incontinence, which was

all part of my plan, haha." Following Dr. Xu's usual practice of enticing women, I first gave her a detailed explanation of the pathology and causes of female urinary incontinence, emphasizing its harmfulness while also pointing out its high incidence and prevalence. The goal was to make her feel that although the condition seemed minor, it was very harmful and absolutely needed treatment, but without making her overly ashamed of incontinence, as many women have this problem to some extent, and I had cured many such patients, thus creating a certain dependence on my treatment.

By reviewing her past medical records, taking her medical history, and feeling her pulse, I basically understood her condition and its cause, which was likely a lingering effect from childbirth nine years ago. Like many new mothers, she only suffered temporary damage to her bladder sphincter or pelvic floor muscles, which actually healed gradually after childbirth. However, due to her psychological fear of frequent urination and incontinence before and after childbirth, she developed bladder hypersensitivity. She would become anxious and fearful, and this fear would cause her to leak.

Having this in mind, I could begin my "seduction journey."

A series of seemingly true but actually false explanations left Xiaoling confused and somewhat bewildered, but it was clear she trusted me quite a bit. However, Xiaoling and I had never been alone together like this before, and we were talking about the embarrassing issue of urinary incontinence for women. Even though she was 32 years old and married for ten years, she was too embarrassed to look me in the eye; our usual familiarity only made the atmosphere more awkward.

When I asked her to lie down on the examination bed for further examination, she seemed hesitant, her eyes unconsciously glancing at the open door.

I suddenly realized what was going on and hurriedly explained while teasing, "Don't be afraid, you don't need to take your pants off. This isn't a gynecology clinic, hehe... Look, there's a curtain here! Hey Xiaoling, you're a year younger than Jialin, right? Logically, you should call me brother-in-law. As the saying goes, half of a sister-in-law's butt belongs to her brother-in-law..."

"You're going to die!" Xiaoling glared at me with her beautiful eyes and threw a small fist at me: "Just wait until I tell Jialin about you, then you'll be kneeling on the washboard! Hehe..." With a punch and a scolding, the awkward atmosphere instantly disappeared. As I turned to pull the curtain, the beauty had already obediently gotten into bed—the examination bed! You guys must have gotten the wrong idea again, hehe!

While performing a routine internal medicine palpation on her soft abdomen, I tried to use a gentle tone to ask questions and chat, creating a relaxed and warm atmosphere. This kind of palpation is very common in normal times, but when he encounters a young married woman he likes, his heart will naturally be stirred, let alone this wife who he dared not covet before but is now walking into his trap.

After the basic examination, I massaged all the acupoints on her body (except for her breasts and genitals), finally identifying Xiaoling's sensitive areas beyond her sexual characteristics: the back of her shoulders, lower back, inner thighs, and soles of her feet, with the lower back being the most sensitive.

Finally, I had her bend her legs into an M-shape, saying I would use acupoints from Traditional Chinese Medicine to test the severity of her condition—of course, it was nonsense. But Xiaoling obediently bent her legs, though a hint of shyness flashed across her face when I spread her knees.

Xiaoling was still wearing the same light blue jeans she had worn a few days ago. The M-shaped leg position, combined with the elasticity of the tight fabric, revealed her full thighs and round buttocks, and the bulge in her crotch made my "little Dr. Xu" jump up.

"Calm down, calm down..." I silently chanted, my hands beginning to "test" the acupoints on Xiaoling's legs.

"Xiaoling, relax a bit, don't tense up your muscles." Seeing the embarrassed look on Xiaoling's face again, I started to use casual conversation and questions to help her relax: "Actually, it's not that serious. Didn't you say it only happens three or four times a month? It's easy to treat, I'll take care of it, but... there's a condition. You can't call me Bowen anymore, you have to call me brother-in-law, understand?"

"Pah, dream on!"

"Then I won't treat you, I'll make you wet your pants every day!"

"You dare! But Jialin sent me—" Jiaojiao's voice stopped abruptly because I pressed my two thumbs heavily on the groin on both sides of her vulva.

"Don't move, feel it, do you feel any soreness?" Of course! With that much pressure, where wouldn't it hurt? Hehe.

"Mmm." Xiaoling's face was flushed, I didn't know if it was from pain or embarrassment.

"When was the last time you leaked urine?" I continued to press on her groin, and slowly moved along the outer edge of her vulva, making the plump labia between her thighs bulge even more.

"Four...five days...yes, it was last Sunday, I think. It was all because of your Jialin, who was hogging the bathroom, and I couldn't hold it in anymore..."

"Hmm, it's not too serious. I'll write you a prescription later, and you can go to my clinic today to have Xiao Lu pick it up for you. However, the effectiveness of traditional Chinese medicine varies from person to person. For your condition, the most important thing is muscle recovery exercises. Hmm...how about this, I'll teach you a few exercises first. You need to practice them every day in conjunction with the traditional Chinese medicine, and the effect will be much better. The first one is actually very simple, which is to urinate at regular intervals. How often do you usually urinate now?"

"Usually every two hours, hmm...but sometimes, I feel more frequently, I always feel like I need to urinate...going to the toilet, it seems like I have to urinate every half hour...once a time. If there's a queue at a public toilet, it gets even more urgent, the more I think about it, the more urgent it gets, and sometimes I can't help but leak a little bit, it's really annoying..." Xiaoling seemed a little shy when talking about "urination" with a man.

"It's a little more frequent than normal. This method is really just one word—endure. You usually urinate every two hours, so starting tomorrow, urinate every two and a half hours. Try to urinate at this prescribed time unless you absolutely can't hold it in anymore, understand?" I deliberately avoided using the doctor's term "urinate" and instead used the slightly suggestive "pee," so I could enjoy the blush on the young woman's face. "Keep doing this for about a month, then extend it to every three hours, then continue for another month, gradually increasing the frequency until it's close to normal. This is to train you to consciously control the sensory stimulation of your bladder, rebuilding the cerebral cortex's control over bladder function... Sigh, there's no point in explaining these medical theories to you, just practice according to my method." "

What kind of impatient doctor are you? Humph, I'll tell Jialin you're just giving me the runaround!" Xiaoling, feigning anger, twisted her body slightly, and the bulge between her lower abdomen and thighs emitted a faint feminine fragrance, stimulating my lower abdomen to feel warm.

"Stop using your sister to threaten your brother-in-law! You're not acting like a proper sister-in-law! ... This second method is called pelvic floor muscle training, which involves contracting the pelvic floor muscles, right here, try contracting it..." Since the atmosphere had become more relaxed, I naturally pressed my thumb against her anus.

"Hmm..." She seemed to be about to say something, but when I pressed her, she stopped abruptly, her whole body tensed, and her buttocks clenched, almost trapping my thumb. Looks like she's quite sensitive to anal stimulation, hehe.

"No, I didn't tell you to clench your butt, I told you to do Kegel exercises, understand? Pull your anus in... Yes, that's right... Hold on, hold for ten seconds each time, do thirty repetitions each time, three times a day... Oops, wrong again, look, you've even stuck my finger inside your butt!"

"Ugh..."

"Don't worry, I'll teach you something more fun, called pubic muscle exercise. It involves actively interrupting urination during the process, holding it for a few seconds, and then continuing to urinate. Ideally, you should forcibly stop urinating when you feel the most urge, and try to interrupt at least three times in one go. This helps restore the function of the urethral sphincter, got it?"

"Fun? Where would you find such an exercise? You... you're not kidding me, are you?"

"How could I dare? Besides, would your brother-in-law harm you? This is the result of research by a urology expert! Many of my patients have tried it, and the effects are remarkable! Because the causes of urinary incontinence are very complex, some are due to pelvic floor muscles, some to urethral muscles, bladder muscles, and some are a combination of factors. You'd better practice all three methods. Trust your brother-in-law, there are only benefits and no harm, okay?"

"Okay." Xiaoling responded, her lower body twisting impatiently. After a while, she stammered, "I... I need to... go to the toilet now. Let go, let me go first, okay?"

"No peeing!" How could I let go of this golden opportunity? I put on a serious expression, continuing to apply pressure to her groin with one hand, while gently massaging her soft abdomen with the other: "Now is the perfect time to exercise your bladder muscles. With my expert guidance on the spot, you should be secretly happy, hehe..."

"No, it's urgent..." She felt an urge to urinate as soon as she mentioned it, a typical case of bladder sensitivity!

"Don't move, just think of one word: endure! Tell yourself, I can do it, I can endure it... Then start thinking about other things, or talk to me about something else. Let me think... By the way, how's A-Ming doing lately? He hasn't come to visit in a long time, you have to keep an eye on him, men his age are the most charming, and he's a star at work..." I wanted to distract her with a joke, but this playful remark seemed to touch a chord deep within Xiaoling's heart, causing her expression to darken slightly, and she hesitated, then closed her beautiful eyes, letting me gently massage and press her abdomen and groin.

Slowly, a faint blush rose on Xiaoling's face, and the breath she exhaled from her small, beautiful nostrils smelled sweet.

"You must endure it, remember, every minute you endure is victory!" I encouraged her, while bending down even lower, bringing my nose closer to the young woman's bulging vulva.

"I...I really...want to go to the toilet, please stop...let me go and come back, okay..." It would have been better if I hadn't said "hold it in," because as soon as I did, Xiaoling started thinking about it again, her body began to twist and turn, her legs desperately trying to close, her pleading voice trembling.

I ignored her pleas, pressing my hands against her waist, using my elbows to hold her legs in place, repeating like a monk chanting sutras: "Don't rush, one more minute is success, perseverance is victory..." But my nose was getting closer and closer to the young woman's genitals, clearly smelling the increasingly strong female fragrance, a musky scent, and, well, the scent of urine about to fall.

"One more minute is success, one more minute is success...perseverance is victory...perseverance is victory..." Watching the young woman's adorable way of helplessly clenching and unclenching her buttocks because she couldn't close her legs, I felt incredibly satisfied, continuing my chanting.

With a soft "pfft," Xiaoling finally burst out laughing: "You're so annoying—you're like a broken record!" But then, she let out a soft "ouch," her body trembled, and she frantically covered her crotch with both hands.

A miracle! What luck! The scene I had been waiting for had finally occurred—because of her sudden laughter, the young woman who couldn't hold her urine leaked it right before my eyes!

The young woman's plump vulva, the crotch seam of her stretchy jeans deeply sunken into her slit, left a thin, damp stain with a soft "plop" of laughter. She tried to cover it with her hands, but that was merely a subconscious action born of female shyness; it was utterly useless. Besides, I was holding her tightly—a once-in-a-lifetime, exquisite moment, I wouldn't regret it if I let it slip!

Xiaoling, her face flushed, strained to lift her buttocks, as if trying to hold back her urine.

But as the saying goes, spilled water cannot be gathered up again, hehe!

I gripped her trembling hands tightly, feigning encouragement: "Hold on! Hold on! Don't let it all go to waste!" But my body bent lower and lower, my eyes fixed on the slowly spreading damp stain on the pale blue fabric, my nose secretly and greedily inhaling, as if trying to inhale all the warm, slightly musky scent of the married woman's urine into my lungs.

The damp stain grew larger, painting a beautiful, palm-sized, deep blue pattern on the young woman's plump vulva.

As the wetness spread to her round buttocks, Xiaoling suddenly lifted her upper body by pushing herself up with both hands on the bed, her legs naturally clamping together, her knees touching my face. On a whim, I deliberately cried out "Ouch!" as if I'd tripped and fallen, letting go of the bed frame to catch myself. My head, however, lurched forward, my nose "accidentally" brushing against the woman's plump, tender flesh, and my tongue "just in time" licking the fragrant wetness on her crotch.

Instantly, my head buzzed, I felt almost faint from bliss.

At the same instant, my head also slapped hard.

"What are you doing—" After pushing my head away, Xiaoling jumped off the bed without a second thought, and before I could react, she had dashed out of the clinic.

For a good half minute, I was immersed in bliss: to witness a woman lose control of her bladder in front of you is incredibly lucky, let alone a beautiful white-collar woman, someone else's wife, and with her legs spread in an M-shape, clearly demonstrating the entire process of urine slowly seeping from her crotch until her crotch is completely soaked!

There are countless lustful men in the world, but only I, Dr. Xu, am so lucky!

But after that half-minute of excitement, I immediately regretted my impulsiveness. How could I have lost control? I've always prided myself on being a "master of seduction," even summarizing ten "don'ts" and ten "dos" of seduction, yet this time I committed the first major taboo—don't be too hasty and alert her!

I was filled with regret! It wasn't that I was afraid Xiaoling would tell my wife—these kinds of things are usually hard to talk about—but rather that I regretted letting the cooked duck fly away. Judging from the normal course of events a few minutes ago, Xiaoling was a sultry, mature woman, and with my skills as Dr. Xu, given time, I would definitely have her in my grasp! But now, that thin veil of secrecy that was about to be lifted had been thickly covered up again.

I really need to slap myself!

Just as I was raising my hand, my phone rang. I glanced at it; it was an unfamiliar number. I answered; it was a woman's voice. Listening closely, my heart leaped with joy.

"You big pervert! Listen up, hurry up and buy a pair of pants. If you don't bring them within five minutes, I'll tell everyone what happened today..."

"No, no! I'll obey, my dear sister-in-law! But you have to tell me where you are!"

"Right next door... in the toilet... hurry!"

"Okay, okay, coming right away, you wait!" Before I even hung up, I had already run out of the clinic and sprinted towards the finance office in Building B. As I ran, I thought, it was truly a rollercoaster of emotions, a precious return of what was lost! Then I thought, "A cooked duck can't fly away, hehe!"

My heart eased, and I could still smell the lingering fragrance and taste the salty freshness on my tongue.

A few minutes later, I grabbed the pants I'd borrowed from my colleague Guo Juan (five minutes to go shopping for pants? Am I a god?) and my usual face towel and ran to the women's restroom. I called out, and sure enough, a timid voice replied from inside: "I'm here..."

"Nobody here, hurry up!" came the harsh command.

"Come in... Which stall are you in... Oh, here? I've handed it in, take it... Here's a towel, wipe yourself..." It was my first time in a women's restroom, and I was quite nervous.

After a few rustling sounds, the stall door finally opened. Seeing me, Xiaoling blushed and glared at me: "You, why are you still here!" I then realized I'd indeed lost my composure—I should have left immediately after handing over the pants; this was a women's restroom!

"Hehe... I was so anxious, I forgot..." I could only manage a sheepish laugh to cover it up.

After leaving the women's restroom, to avoid further embarrassment, I decisively grabbed her hand and led her towards my consultation room. Xiaoling exclaimed "Ouch!" her face turning even redder, but she struggled to shake off my hand and had no choice but to obediently let me pull her along.

Once inside the consultation room, I took two medical books on urinary incontinence from my drawer and handed them to her. I had three intentions: 1. To show that I genuinely understand urinary incontinence, as I could easily find books on the subject; 2. To demonstrate my care and consideration for her; 3. So that when she got home, she would know that the exercise methods I mentioned earlier (especially the bladder muscle exercises that caused her leakage) were recommended by experts, and not that I was intentionally teasing her.

Only when she took the books did I release her hand, casually placing the damp towel she was holding on the table.

A damp towel? Wait, it was dry just now! And why is it so small now?

Looking closer, ah? A pair of black underwear! No wonder she blushed so much when we held hands earlier; I'd even grabbed her wet underwear!

Before Xiaoling could grab it back in her embarrassment, I'd decisively and swiftly confiscated it.

"I'm sorry, Xiaoling, my instruction was too hasty, and it embarrassed you... Let me make amends. I'll wash this for you, and next time you come for your appointment, I'll return it clean and fragrant, okay? Please give me a chance to forgive you, Xiaoling, okay?" Although it was just the two of us in the clinic, people were coming and going at the door. Xiaoling tried to grab it back but failed, and had to give up in a huff, then muttered "pervert" under her breath and pinched my arm hard. I cried out in pain, but I still really enjoyed it when a woman pinched me, especially someone else's beautiful wife.

I then patiently gave her a lot of instructions, because admiring a woman without underwear (I couldn't exactly borrow underwear from a female colleague, could I? Hehe) while giving her these instructions was truly a great pleasure!

The beige cropped pants I borrowed were lightweight and thin, and were supposed to be loose-fitting, but Xiaoling's hips and thighs were much fuller than Guo Juan's. Plus, she wasn't wearing underwear, so the pants accentuated the shape of her plump vulva, making it bulge and sink in, with faint dark shadows. It made me swallow hard.

Oh, those deep peach-like creases...did all that urine really come from there? Could it have seeped a little more?

After seeing Xiaoling off, I checked that no one was around, took out my wet underwear from my pocket, and held it to my nose, inhaling the scent of the young woman's urine. Remembering how Xiaoling had pinched my arm hard before leaving, glaring at me with her almond-shaped eyes and calling me a pervert with such alluring charm, I felt an even greater sense of satisfaction.

Thinking back to the twists and turns of what had just happened, I sighed, "When you think you've reached the end of the road, a new path opens up!"

Wait, who said the biggest taboo in seducing a woman was "startling her"? How rude! Dr. Xu even has ten "advantages" for seducing women, and the first one is—be bold and decisive! Hehe.

As a master seducer, Dr. Xu usually seduces married women gradually, but this time, perhaps the temptation of a married woman's urinary incontinence right under his nose was too great. In a moment of impulse, he almost made a big mistake! Who knew that heaven would bless the lecherous doctor, and by sheer luck, it actually brought Xiaoling and me closer psychologically, and our ambiguous relationship was within reach.

In the following course of treatment, in addition to continuing to take the Chinese medicine I prescribed, Xiaoling also had to receive physical therapy such as massage and acupuncture from me, twice a week. She would come to my clinic at the hospital on Wednesdays for acupressure massage, and to my private clinic on Sundays for acupuncture.

The second time was at the clinic, which I deliberately chose during the lunch break. After quietly locking the door, I told Xiaoling that she should massage for a while before acupuncture for better results. But this time, the focus of my "massage" was, of course, Xiaoling's—"yin acupoint," hehe.

At first, she was a little hesitant and nervous, but with my gentle words of comfort and the perfect massage, she slowly became resigned, gradually letting out breaths that were both unbearable and pleasurable.

Today she was wearing a skirt—of course, I had already lifted it up to her stomach. Her white panties seemed conservative in style, but they only had a layer of cotton fabric added to the crotch, while the fabric at her mons pubis was thin and semi-transparent, with two pubic hairs peeking out from the

fabric, curling and tempting me. I had been "massaging" Xiaoling's full vulva for a full ten minutes, and even through the double layers of fabric at the crotch of her panties, I could feel the wetness and warmth inside her vulva. As I expected, Xiaoling no longer questioned my "treatment methods," but obediently closed her eyes and endured it, two blushes rising on her face, and her pretty little mouth occasionally opened, emitting soft, weak, almost inaudible "oh-hmm-" sounds.

Of course, this doesn't mean she's foolish enough to believe that my prolonged massage of her genitals is part of treatment; it only shows her tacit acceptance of this harassment, or even, a slow enjoyment of it.

Should I take it a step further?

When a thin, long damp stain slowly appeared on the crotch of her underwear, I made up my mind.

I moved to her side, lowered my head, and haphazardly explained the principles of acupressure in her ear, aiming to soothe her and entice her. My left hand moved to the woman's shoulder blades, gently kneading and pinching, while my right hand remained on her genitals, pressing the base of my palm against the mons pubis, my middle finger digging into the cleft, and my other fingers pinching the labia, rubbing back and forth, and using the protruding knuckle of my middle finger to explore and rub the already protruding clitoris at the top of the vulva.

With this multi-pronged approach, Xiaoling couldn't take it anymore in less than two minutes. Her body began to writhe, her legs slightly parted, her breathing became increasingly rapid, and her flush deepened... Suddenly, she arched her body, forcefully grabbing my right hand and pressing it between her legs, her thighs clamping my hand tightly. Her lower body arched and pressed against my hand with all her might, and finally, in a series of violent spasms I had never seen before, she ejaculated profusely...

The entire process, the rare orgasmic expressions of other women, were displayed before my eyes without any omission—rapid breathing, soft moans, the flush on her neck and head—everything was so close, everything was so real... I was just a little surprised—Xiaoling's orgasm came so quickly!

In our subsequent interactions, I gradually understood that Xiaoling was indeed a rather sensitive woman, but from a sexual physiology perspective, it's rare for a woman to reach such a intense orgasm simply from being touched. Yet, in Dr. Xu's clinic, it was just that miraculous! Like Xiaoling, many seduced married women could reach orgasm once or twice with just a massage, caress, and a little kneading and probing. I think there's only one explanation—the power of infidelity!

In this respect, women aren't that different from men. Or perhaps even more so?

Her moans gradually subsided, her breathing calmed, and her flush faded slightly… but every few seconds, Xiaoling would involuntarily twitch. Perhaps the intensity of her recent orgasm was unprecedented?

As she slowly regained consciousness, she realized she was in my arms, and let out a soft "Ee-ee—", her face flushing reddening again. She gently pushed me away, but didn't try to get up.

"You scoundrel, do you like me that much… to pee…?" Xiaoling complained softly, her eyelids lowered, avoiding eye contact, her curved eyelashes fluttering slightly, making my heart itch.

“Xiao… my little sister-in-law, this isn’t pee, look for yourself…” I held my right hand, covered in her vaginal fluid, under her eyes, deliberately opening and closing my fingers a few times, revealing several thick and thin, trembling strands of vaginal fluid sticking together between them.

“Oh, you pervert! Take it away, it’s filthy…” The married woman, her climax subsiding, pinched and punched me in my arms, her shyness and coquettishness pleasing me.

“My little sister-in-law is truly a woman made of water, hehe… my little sister-in-law’s water is the cleanest, anyone who says it’s dirty, I’ll argue with them!” I said as I put my fingers in my mouth. Xiaoling saw this and hurriedly grabbed my wrist, but she was weak and had no strength. I deliberately played cat and mouse with her for a while, and when her shyness was at its peak, I put my fingers in my mouth, one by one, sucking on them, deliberately making exaggerated “huffing” sounds.

Seeing that I had finally tasted her spring water, Xiaoling was so ashamed she wanted to disappear. She could only burrow even tighter into my arms, while her hands pinched my body all over to show her "innocence" and "anger."

Since I was sitting diagonally on the edge of the bed, Xiaoling was leaning against me with my armpits. When she reached out to pinch my legs, she accidentally touched my erect penis. She was startled at first, then blushed, and quietly withdrew her hand. Her soft little hand, through my pants, traced the entire length of my penis from the base to the head, stopping at my stomach.

The comfortable feeling of her little hand sliding over made my penis involuntarily lift its head, and then rub against the back of her hand.

But this time, she didn't pull her hand away, and even secretly touched the head of my penis with the back of her hand. It was clear that the genitals of men other than her husband made her curious and longing.

According to my wife, Xiaoling, like my wife, had been a virgin from her first love, through marriage, to the end, never touching any other man except her husband. Such a woman is not easy to find! After more than a decade of facing the same thing every day, even the most nostalgic woman would inevitably experience aesthetic fatigue. As long as it remains unknown and doesn't affect the marital relationship, why can't she yearn for, touch, and savor a fresh penis?

[Here, I must say a few words on a different topic; please skip this if you don't like it.

The so-called "seven-year itch"—do you really think only husbands experience aesthetic fatigue and infidelity? No, Dr. Xu, with his deep understanding of female psychology and practical experience, warns: wives do too! They're just better at hiding it!

Dr. Xu has many female confidantes of different social statuses, and from them, I've learned an interesting and thought-provoking phenomenon—men's extramarital affairs aren't because their wives are bad, but purely driven by the possessiveness and predatory nature of male animals. Therefore, as long as a woman is attractive, the more the merrier; the scope is very broad.]

Women's "desire for novelty" is slightly different. After a long marriage, the love and admiration for the husband's strengths are worn away by time. She will gradually discover that her husband has many flaws, and then she will pay attention to and appreciate men who are completely different from her husband, whose strengths are exactly what her husband lacks. For example, if the husband is gentle and refined, she will like a rough and savage man; if the husband is violent and strong, she will like a gentle and considerate man; if the husband does not earn money, she will yearn for a wealthy man; if the husband earns a lot of money easily, she will secretly admire a man who earns money through physical labor; if the husband is chauvinistic, she will like a submissive pretty boy; if the husband is as obedient as a Shanghai man, she will have a desire to be conquered by a Shandong man...

In short, if the husband is sweet, she will like salty; if the husband is straightforward, she will like gay.

Of course, women are generally more passive than men, especially wives with stronger traditional values. They tend to bury this "desire for novelty" deep within their hearts. If no man actively seeks it out, it might remain hidden forever, until they wither and die.

However, in today's open society, with so many opportunities, so many temptations, and so many predators like Dr. Xu who are well-versed in the "desire for novelty" of married women, which man dares to confidently say: "My wife will never cheat on me!"

I, Dr. Xu, dare not (sorry, I have to digress a bit) because that day, I successfully seduced the married woman Jiang Xiaoling, and half a month later, my beautiful wife also cheated on me. I only found out about the affair six months later. I will describe the details in other chapters later. I am mentioning it here specifically to remind all you men: a woman's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea; you can never truly understand it! And don't be too confident. Even if you have a car, a house, and a career, has your wife never been tempted by a muscular, sweaty porter or plumber? While you were away, did no suitors really try to seduce or touch your wife?

As Xu Shi's poem testifies: "The red apricot has already blossomed, why do swarms of bees and butterflies need it?" [

I've rambled on too much; I've even forgotten where I was. Sorry… Oh right, my shy, aroused wife, Jiang Xiaoling, is still in my arms, her hand touching my glans, hehe…]

This "Little Dr. Xu" is quite the burly, robust fellow, with a large head and thick waist. He's a real asset to me, and many married women who've tasted him are infatuated with him. Right now, Xiaoling in my arms must be incredibly interested in it. Perhaps she's secretly weighing its length, hardness, and girth, even comparing it to her husband's!

I deliberately made it throb a few more times, rubbing it against the young woman's hand. She didn't pull away, but a blush crept up her face to her ears, and I could even feel her heart pounding. When I tried the same trick again, she finally couldn't take it anymore, raising her hand to slap it, spitting, "You pervert! When will you stop?" Though she called it a "slap," it was more like a basketball dribbling violation—her palm lingered on my hard penis for a full two seconds. But this kiss seemed to instantly revert Xiaoling to her usual slightly feisty style. She looked up at me with her almond-shaped eyes, her face still flushed, but now with a hint of provocation, as if asking, "What do you want next?" What else could I do? If I didn't take her now, when would I?

I lowered my head and slowly but resolutely sought her delicate lips.

She merely symbolically pushed my shoulder a few times with one hand, showing no intention of turning her head away; instead, her luscious red lips trembled with anticipation. Once kissed, she only let out a soft "woo," her small hands stopped pushing, her eyes closed, and she obediently parted her lips, revealing her tongue, letting me tease her.

I kissed her as she lay down, then moved down her red lips, pink neck, chest, and lower abdomen, not rushing to undress her, nor saying any sweet words, just smelling and kissing through her clothes, letting her feel the long-lost love, tenderness, and passion she had felt with her husband through my scent, kisses, and breaths…

Guo Degang said: “A rogue who knows martial arts is unstoppable.”

Dr. Xu said: “When a married woman is aroused, even a lecherous man is afraid.”

When I finally kissed Xiaoling’s crotch after passing her lower abdomen, my head was suddenly clamped between two fleshy legs, and two hands grabbed my hair and pressed it deep into her crotch. In an instant, everything I could smell was the wetness from the married woman’s panties, sticky and a little fishy, but it smelled wonderful!

Xiaoling, nearing the peak of her climax, had already forgotten everything else, only pushing my head between her legs with all her might (poor thing, I had just gotten my hair done the day before), and arching her hips upwards. Through her soaked panties, a pea-sized protrusion rubbed hard against the tip of my nose, while her thick labia tightly blocked my nostrils, almost suffocating me!

After about a minute of this, with a final, incredibly acrobatic arch, and a series of violent spasms, I felt waves of hot, pungent fluid wash over my nose and lips. I also heard a few screams of "Oh! Ah! Ah—" Although the door was locked, anyone passing by would have heard them. A wave of fear washed over me. I tried to cover her mouth, but my head was still trapped between her legs, and I couldn't move. I could only let my mouth and nose remain submerged in her vaginal fluids, silently waiting for the "tide to recede."

At that moment, I truly understood the plight of those heroes who "fall at the feet of beauties." Hmm, are there any who "drowned in the spring tide of beauty"? Perhaps. Luckily, I had learned shallow-sea diving from her husband Jianming a few years ago, otherwise, I might have actually choked to death today—was her husband prescient? Hehe.

The tide receded, and the young woman's legs slowly loosened, allowing me to finally lift my head!

What a mess! Her entire panty, except for the pubic area, was soaked through, and even the bed sheet under her buttocks was wet, sticky, and a bit cloudy white—a wife in her ovulation period, hehe!

"My darling sister-in-law, you've wet your pants again, time to change..." As I grabbed the sides of her panties and pulled them down, Xiaoling was still dazed from the afterglow of her orgasm, and subconsciously lifted her buttocks, allowing me to easily remove her wet panties.

Her legs were positioned in an M-shape, displaying her private parts, which she only showed to her husband, to me, the lecherous doctor, and Xiaoling didn't resist at all! Perhaps she's the type of woman who loses consciousness after an orgasm, because her eyes are still glazed, her body limp, and she twitches slightly every few seconds; perhaps her heart was already conquered by me, and she was mentally prepared for this affair?

Xiaoling's vulva isn't my favorite "bun" shape. Although her labia majora are thick, her labia minora are too large and long, drooping outwards, belonging to the "butterfly vulva" that some perverts crave. Fortunately, the butterfly's wingtips aren't very dark in color, and there aren't many folds. When I pulled them apart, the wings gradually changed from brown to crimson to pink from the outside in—it was absolutely beautiful! The glistening red flesh at the entrance bobbed in and out, the round and playful clitoris on top, and her wet, glistening body all added to the butterfly's seductive allure.

I dipped my index finger in some sticky vaginal fluid and gently dabbed and rubbed it on the clitoris. Women who have just had an orgasm are especially sensitive; when I touched it, she trembled and let out a soft, short "oh" moan. As the saying goes, diligence pays off. A few more taps yielded an unexpected reward: with each shudder, the young woman's bright red urethra twitched, slowly releasing a clear trickle of urine, completely unaware of it!

The amount of urine was small, clearly indicating that the intense orgasm had paralyzed her bladder or urethral sphincter, causing uncontrolled urination. The clear urine slowly overflowed, flowing down her urethra, overflowing her perineum, splitting into three streams: the central stream went straight to her brown anus, while the side streams flowed to her white buttocks on either side, finally converging on the sheets, causing the original "map" to slowly spread and expand...

Such a beautiful sight, even her husband probably hadn't seen it before!

To be honest, being jolted awake by her orgasm, my "little doctor" was a bit limp.

But witnessing the beautiful sight of the married woman's overflowing urine, the "little doctor" suddenly sprang to his feet, almost pulling up his pants—just like his owner, that little pervert!

Time was of the essence! I quickly pulled down my pants, grabbed her legs, grabbed my penis, and found the opening, all in one swift motion. Finally, with my large glans pressing against the wife's writhing little cunt, I looked at her tenderly and asked knowingly, "Good Xiaoling, baby, your brother-in-law is going to put it in, is that okay?" This question made the wife, who was about to receive my "different penis," momentarily speechless with embarrassment. Her almond-shaped eyes, full of desire, closed again, her small mouth hesitant to speak, only letting out a very soft "Mmm..." from her nose.

"Oh! God—be gentle..." This time it was much louder, because my "little doctor" had already flowed smoothly into her cunt, penetrating deep inside...

The following thrusting lasted for more than half an hour, and Xiaoling experienced three more orgasms, the last one occurring simultaneously with me, our bodies merging...

Because this article mainly discusses female urinary incontinence, the specific process of sex will be omitted; please forgive me, fellow perverts. Actually, for men, the process of thrusting is tiring and largely the same; the most wonderful part is those few seconds of mental blankness during ejaculation, while the most memorable part is the process of gradually seducing the wife beforehand.

Of course, even flowers on the same branch have different charms, and Xiaoling is no exception. Xiaoling's vagina is slightly tighter than my wife's, but her clitoris is deep, and her G-spot isn't very prominent. Later, she secretly told me that Jianming's penis is shorter than mine, and even when fully inserted, it can only lightly touch her clitoris, unlike mine, which can use the entire glans to squeeze and grind her clitoris. Therefore, since we got married, she hasn't had many real orgasms

, and this is the first time she's experienced such intense pleasure. We've been having an affair on and off for three years, so we know each other inside and out. Actually, Xiaoling isn't a very wet woman, and her G-spot is sometimes there and sometimes not, unlike my wife who gets wet at the slightest touch; she's a slow burner. That day with me, because it was my first time having an affair, I was particularly nervous, shy, and excited, which is why I was so wet. After that, she never broke that record for wetness.

Doesn't this once again prove the truth—the power of infidelity is boundless?

What I'm most obsessed with when I'm with Xiaoling is actually her urine.

That night at the clinic, during our first time together, she leaked urine with each orgasm. The amount was small, but clear and slowly overflowing. The warm compress made the "little doctor" feel incredibly comfortable—a feeling priceless!

In the end, her buttocks were practically soaked in urine and vaginal fluid. Of course, I had already confiscated her wet underwear, but after her soft pleading, I finally returned the clean pair I had worn last time.

In the subsequent "treatment" process, massage, acupuncture, teasing, intercourse, and urinary incontinence became essential procedures for our affair. Several times, I even playfully held her urine in my mouth and kissed her, making her blush and cry out in embarrassment. I had to seal her mouth shut, and she eventually obediently drank her own urine, haha! However, it was clear she didn't particularly dislike these sexually stimulating games; at most, she would pinch and hit me afterwards.

After more than a year of combined physical and traditional Chinese medicine treatment, Xiaoling's urinary incontinence was basically cured, and her urination frequency was close to normal. But strangely, she still felt the urge to urinate whenever we were alone, and during orgasm, she would leak urine in spurts, unlike with her husband. This must be a psychological effect; perhaps this doctor has a special "urination-inducing" ability similar to hypnosis? Hehe…

After being cured, Xiaoling could clearly hold it in and go to the toilet to urinate, but I often forcibly held her down until a little urine actually overflowed before I let go. At this point, she could only lie still, letting the urine slowly flow, shyly listening to me tease her in the ear: "A married daughter's urine is like a spilled pee, you can't stop it...hehe..." Usually, at this point, she would stop pinching me and instead snuggle into my arms, looking at me shyly and saying, "Perverted brother-in-law...your sister-in-law only pees for you..." Other people's wives leaking urine only for me, and allowing me to admire and savor it—this kind of honor is probably rare in the world, right? But honor is honor, and afterwards I had to secretly wash his underwear. The next day, when the sales clerk, Xiao Lu, washed the sheets, she complained to me endlessly, telling me to stop treating patients with urinary incontinence! Alas, there are gains and losses.

Xiaoling not only hid her recovery from her husband and Jialin, continuing to receive my "treatment," but also gradually developed an emotional dependence on me. In private, her personality changed drastically. She went from a fiery, princess-like woman to a submissive, pitiful figure, her sweet, affectionate calls of "Brother-in-law—" making me both happy and afraid—afraid she might actually be in love with me!

After my divorce from Jialin, Xiaoling once timidly mentioned wanting to divorce Jianming and marry me. I patiently explained things to her, highlighting Jianming's good qualities and how I still had feelings for Jialin, only unable to get over the pain of being cuckolded, suggesting a possible remarriage. This finally dissuaded her, and she obediently continued to accept my "treatment."

Last year, I did remarry Jialin. After the remarriage, Jialin became incredibly devoted to me, and even accepted Xiaoling as her girlfriend in bed. The three of us would engage in "double penetration," and she was amazed by Xiaoling's incontinence—but that's a story for another time.

The second woman I was obsessed with, a young woman suffering from incontinence, was named Tao Jing. She was a white-collar worker at a mobile company. Her looks and figure were only above average, but she was fair-skinned and clean-cut. Especially striking were her small, crescent-shaped eyes, which resembled those of Tao Hong (because her smile was so similar to Tao Hong's, and I privately called her that, so I'll just refer to her as "Little Tao Hong" in the following text, and just for fun, hehe). Her condition was more severe than Xiao Ling's, and it had started in her student days. She would leak when laughing or exercising vigorously. After being promoted to a junior manager in the mobile company's service hall, she was often so busy that she didn't even have time to go to the toilet, and had to use adult diapers, which was incredibly painful. She had sought treatment from many famous doctors without success, so she came to me through a friend's introduction to try her luck.

Since Xiao Ling, I've seduced quite a few young women with incontinence. Why, besides my favorite Xiao Ling, do I specifically mention this "Little Tao Hong"? Besides her resemblance to Tao Hong, another important factor was her ever-present, lively husband.

Her husband was a small-time businessman, handsome and somewhat chubby, about 1.7 meters tall, fair-skinned, but always seemed a bit listless, a stark contrast to my tall, muscular, and dark-skinned self. In short, based on my experience with traditional Chinese medicine, his sexual prowess was definitely not great (if you want to seduce a married woman, first understand her husband's sexual abilities; wolves, remember this!). Interestingly, he was also a rare, devoted man in modern society. Before the age of 32, he was basically a homebody. At 32, he suddenly fell in love at first sight with Tao Jing, who was 7 years younger than him, and vowed to marry her. He sent her flowers every day, even asking people to act as matchmakers, and finally won her heart. Not only has he never had any scandals since marriage, but he also treats her like a precious jewel, sending her flowers and gifts every few days—a practice he's maintained for five years without fail. Even with numerous business engagements, he makes sure to spend every Sunday with his wife, and calls her daily whenever he has a spare moment to check on her, as if she's the most beautiful woman in the world, someone he's afraid someone will steal from him—truly, "beauty is in the eye of the beholder!"

With such a wonderful husband, I felt a little guilty when I tried to seduce Tao Hong. But, a wolf still needs to eat meat; you can't just switch to grass because you see a lamb being pampered by its

mother, right? Perhaps you'd even find such a lamb more delicious, haha… Except for one unavoidable business trip, her husband accompanied her to her doctor's appointment every Sunday morning. At first, I found this "third wheel" annoying, but later I discovered that his presence actually added a lot of fun to my seduction journey. Because her husband, in order to spend the whole Sunday with his wife, basically scheduled all his business engagements for Saturday nights. Everyone knows these engagements are exhausting and mentally draining, so every time he came, he had dark circles under his eyes, red eyes, and looked completely listless. He'd usually drink a few sips of the tea I made for him, grab the morning newspaper, lie down on the sofa, and fall asleep within three minutes, snoring loudly.

Every time the thunderous sound outside the curtain rang out, it was like the bugle call to charge into the young woman's sensitive areas: the ten-fingered army, under General Xu's command, sometimes charged up the high ground, sometimes plunged into the canyon, battling the cherry soldiers on the high ground, bravely capturing the red bean general in the canyon, crossing grasslands, wading through treacherous shoals, exploring secluded caves—the ten-fingered army was invincible, until finally the enemy was utterly defeated, forced to release the floodgates and flood the seven armies… Oops

, I've accidentally turned this into a storytelling performance, haha! But seriously, when I was teasing the wife, her husband was also in the same room, separated only by a curtain, and even provided accompaniment with his snoring—the fun was truly indescribable!

Of course, Dr. Xu spent several months preparing for this enjoyment; don't think that being an expert is easy! Especially with a proud white-collar worker like Xiao Tao Hong, who was spoiled by her husband.

From the beginning, I assessed the situation and formulated a long-term strategy of "delaying the inevitable and accumulating resources" for her specific circumstances: for the first three months, I would not cross the line. So, I used my best skills, combining massage, acupuncture, and my unique prescriptions, along with guidance on pelvic floor muscle and bladder function exercises. In less than three months, her symptoms improved significantly.

Seeing the treatment results, the couple admired me greatly and were extremely grateful. As for Xiao Tao Hong, although I didn't cross the line, the three months of massaging and kneading her had brought us closer. She gradually lost the pretentiousness of a typical urban white-collar worker and gained a touch of innocent charm and playfulness. So, I started to play it safe.

Xiao Tao Hong was far more sensitive than my wife. Even a few light touches would reveal a damp spot on her underwear—by then, she no longer needed a diaper pad. And, amidst her husband's snoring, she seemed to enjoy these light touches; her small eyes narrowed, her lips pouted, and her fair face flushed. But as soon as her husband stopped snoring, she would fidget restlessly, even angrily pushing my groping hand away. This meant she knew I was intentionally touching her and had tacitly approved of it—wasn't this blatantly telling me, "Only if my husband doesn't know can you touch my pussy?"

After a few more light touches, finally, when her husband's snoring was at its loudest, I touched her directly. Xiao Tao Hong, who was enjoying herself, was startled. She lightly blocked my wrist with one hand, glanced at her husband in alarm, then glared at me angrily, shaking her head slightly in protest.

Protest rejected! I continued to rub her vulva, and a trickle of fluid seeped through her panties. Her little hand only lightly touched my wrist with her fingertips, and she made a blocking gesture. The anger in her little eyes slowly turned into pleading... but the pleading was ineffective! I squeezed into her vulva through the thin panties, focusing on the little red clitoris that had already peeked out. Half a minute later, a torrent of fluid poured out, and my crotch was completely wet. Her little eyes stopped pleading and instead narrowed, squinting and looking dazed and dreamy, which was incredibly moving!

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