My sister's boudoir

Sure enough, as soon as she heard me come downstairs, my older sister called out loudly from the kitchen, "Jun, you're awake! Wait a minute, breakfast will be ready soon."
My response was a huge yawn, and I heard her chuckle. I ignored her, sat down on the sofa, and turned on the TV. On the screen appeared a beautiful female reporter with short, stylish hair and a shapely figure. She was only 22 years old, a recent college graduate, but she seemed incredibly capable and shrewd.
What? You're asking why I know so much? Well, of course, because…
"Big sister, second sister didn't come home to sleep again yesterday?"
My name is Chen Wenjun, I'm 17 years old, and a high school sophomore. I have two older sisters: my eldest, Chen Yaling, is 25, and my second, Chen Yawen, is 22. They're both reporters at a TV station—yes, the beautiful reporter reporting the news right now. Because of the Gulf War, they haven't been home for two days.
My older sister brought out the Western-style breakfast she had prepared, saying with a hint of worry, "Yes! The US is currently fighting in Iraq, and the TV station is incredibly busy. Ya-wen just joined the company and is eager to make a name for herself. She's very ambitious! I'm really worried she'll overwork herself."
While eating my sandwich, I complained, "Is Hai-shan an idiot? Why did she have to go and occupy Kuwait?
Can she even handle such a huge challenge? Even if she did, the US would make her spit it out."
My sister smiled and placed the milk in front of me, saying, "Why do you care so much? Take care of yourself first! You
're taking the college entrance exam next year. Have you decided which school you want to go to?"
With my sandwich still in my mouth, I mumbled, "Of course, it's that school that's considered the 'highest' university. It may not have much else, but its environment is absolutely the most beautiful in Taipei. Especially the night view—it's a must-visit for all young couples. I've been longing to go there for ages." "
When my eldest sister heard me say that, she didn't say anything, but just sighed and said, 'Jun, you're not young anymore. How can I be at ease getting married if you're always so careless?'
Hearing this, I fell silent. It wasn't because I was worried about my own future, but because of my eldest sister—because she was getting married.
My mother died early, and my father was busy earning money to support the family, traveling abroad year-round, and had no time to take care of me. So, I was raised by my eldest sister from a young age.
As the saying goes, the eldest sister is like a mother. After my mother passed away, my eldest sister took on the responsibility of caring for my second sister and me, which also delayed many of her romantic opportunities.
Until recently, a young and handsome manager at my eldest sister's company named Wang Dewei, after a long pursuit, and after my second sister and I were both capable of being independent, my eldest sister finally accepted his proposal. In three months, she will become a June bride."
It's not that I like praising my older sisters, but both of them were beauties from a young age. They were cute and pretty, with smooth, fair, and soft skin, and were already well-known beauties in the neighborhood.
As they grew up, they became even more stunning, attracting countless suitors.
My eldest sister was gentle and virtuous from a young age, with the air of a perfect wife and mother. All the elders liked her and considered her the best daughter-in-law.
My second sister was different. She had a very masculine personality and a wild beauty. She was very active from a young age, always playing with boys, and always had more male friends than female friends.
When I was extremely curious about sex, I often fantasized about them masturbating naked. Even now, they are still my number one sexual fantasy, more exciting than any celebrity. I can masturbate four or five times a day when I'm aroused.
Of course I don't dislike my future brother-in-law. In fact, he's handsome, rich, and comes from a top-notch family. His father is the chairman of the company my older sister works for, and his father, Wang Song, is a well-known figure in Taiwan's business world, belonging to a wealthy family listed among Taiwan's top 100 companies.
So he's a good match for my older sister. My future brother-in-law is also very good to me, often buying me things to curry favor, so I naturally have a good impression of him. However, the thought of him taking my dearest older sister away from me makes me feel a little jealous.
After breakfast, my older sister went back to her room to change. Today, her future brother-in-law was taking her to try on wedding dresses. I heard their wedding will be held at the JinX Hotel with over 500 tables, requiring her to change into 15 different dresses—just thinking about it is exhausting.
Seeing my older sister's barely concealed excitement, a wave of jealousy welled up inside me. Disheartened, I turned off the TV, wanting to go back to my room for a nap.
My house is a detached house; the first floor has a living room, dining room, toilet, kitchen, and master bedroom. Because my father works away from home year-round, the master bedroom has been vacant for a long time.
My sisters and I all have rooms on the second floor. There are only three rooms on the second floor, arranged in a U-shape. My eldest sister's room is on the left, my second sister's room is on the right, and my room is at the very back. To get to my room, I have to pass by my sisters' rooms first.
There's a balcony at the front and back of the second floor. The large front balcony is shared by the whole family; my eldest sister always brings her laundry there to dry. Sometimes, when my father is home and the whole family is together, and everyone is in a good mood, we'll have dinner on the balcony—the atmosphere is quite pleasant.
The small back balcony is my personal private space, which is also my playground.
Passing by my eldest sister's room, I noticed that she, perhaps due to excessive excitement, hadn't closed the door properly, leaving a crack.
My heart pounded, and my mouth went dry. Unable to suppress my desire, I quietly peeked through the crack in the door.
The crack wasn't large, but it was enough for me to see everything I wanted to see. My older sister had taken off her loungewear, wearing only a white bra and panties. The style was conservative, but paired with her slender, fair skin and beautifully curved figure, she was breathtakingly beautiful.
Although my sister had been the object of my sexual fantasies since childhood, I had never seen any of her naked.
In fact, I had never seen a woman's naked body before, although I had seen many pictures of nudity and even sex on the internet and in some pornographic magazines. But believe me, pictures and real people are completely incomparable, especially my older sister's naked body, which was absolutely the best of the best.
My older sister's breasts weren't large, I guess maybe a B cup, but they were surprisingly firm and perky against her slender waist, appearing so full and round even though they were encased in a bra.
My older sister wasn't tall, around 160 centimeters, but her legs were very long and alluring. My older sister's neck was very long and graceful; when she swept her long hair back, it always made my heart skip a beat.
My older sister, completely unaware that her private parts were exposed, hummed an unknown tune as she happily tried on several outfits she had laid out on the bed.
Her beautiful posture aroused my penis, and without realizing it, I reached into my pajama bottoms and began to masturbate. I suppressed my heavy breathing, squeezing my penis hard, and finally, in a wave of pleasure, I ejaculated.
As I released, I couldn't help but moan softly; I swear, it was just a soft sound, but it was enough for my sister to notice. Before she could look towards the door, I had already rushed back to my room.
I collapsed onto my bed, terrified of her scolding. Fortunately, my future brother-in-law arrived shortly after. My sister knocked on my door and told me she wouldn't be back for lunch and would have to take care of herself.
From her usual voice, I couldn't tell if she had discovered my peeping, but clearly, her mood hadn't soured.
Hearing the car drive away, I felt relieved. Remembering how I had spied on my older sister's beautiful, half-naked body, even though I had just ejaculated, my penis immediately became erect again. I took off my pajama bottoms, wiped myself clean, and then ejaculated again with great pleasure.
After washing my underwear and pajamas and hanging them to dry in the bathroom, my sleepiness vanished. I tidied myself up and went out to play.
I met up with some close friends from school, and we went to play basketball. I'm a member of the "Going Home Club" at school, so I have a lot of free time. I often go to the nearby municipal park with a few friends to play basketball and maybe pick up some girls.
This park is huge; it has basketball courts, volleyball courts, swimming pools, golf courses—all for a fee, of course.
There's also an equestrian club nearby; my dad used to be a member, but lately fewer people ride horses, and there are only a few left—it seems like it's about to close.
After playing basketball and getting all sweaty, I went with my friends to eat a big bowl of beef noodles before going home.
When I opened the door, I found it unlocked, and a high heel lay scattered in the entryway. I knew then that my careless second sister had finally returned. Sure enough, my second sister was asleep on the sofa in the living room, still dressed and wearing makeup. As
soon as I approached, a stench hit me – damn it! She hadn't showered for at least two days. I endured the odor and shook her awake, saying, "Second sister, second sister, please go take a shower before you sleep, okay? You stink!"
Annoyed by my shaking, she suddenly hugged me tightly, murmuring as if in a dream, "Jun, you're back! Don't bother me, I haven't slept for two days, let me sleep for an hour before you wake me."
Who said beautiful women always smell good? I'm certain that any beautiful woman who hasn't showered for two days will smell terrible. My second sister's breasts were clearly a cup size larger than my eldest sister's, soft and comfortable to rest my head on, but the stench from not showering for two days made me very uncomfortable.
I struggled to break free from her embrace, yelling, "You haven't slept for two days, and you haven't showered for two days either! You stink! Second sister, get up!"
My second sister continued sleeping, completely ignoring me. Helpless, I had no choice but to carry her back to her room, dump her on her bed, and by then I was exhausted. You wouldn't believe it! Being a reporter, while glamorous on screen, is actually incredibly dirty and smelly.
I went back to my room to check my emails, asked a classmate for some materials for tomorrow's class, and then, with a change of clothes, went to take a shower.
After a quick rinse, I comfortably soaked in the bathtub, letting the hot water open up all my pores—I loved that feeling.
Just as I was enjoying myself, the bathroom door suddenly opened. Startled, I remained submerged in the hot water. My second sister, looking half-asleep, immediately lifted her skirt, pulled down her blue panties, revealing her plump, snow-white buttocks, and plopped down on the toilet to defecate.
I yelled, "Second Sister! What are you doing?"
My second sister casually replied, "Taking a dump! What for!" Then she remembered and looked at me in surprise, saying, "Jun! What are you doing here? Trying to peek?"
I retorted angrily, "Who wanted to peek! I came in first!"
My second sister laughed and said, "If you want to peek, just say so. Don't be shy. You're at the age where you'd be interested in the opposite sex, so wanting to peek is perfectly normal! Unless you're gay."
It was normal, but… "Please, Second Sister, I was taking a shower. I came into the bathroom first. Forgetting to lock the door was my fault, I apologize, but I didn't mean to peek! Also, I'm a normal male, my sexual orientation is normal, I'm not gay!"
My second sister chuckled and said, "Don't lie to me. We're family, after all. I would never look down on you just because you're gay."
"Second Sister!!!!" I practically screamed.
My second sister got up laughing, and her snow-white buttocks made me gasp for a moment. She wiped herself clean in front of me without a care, got dressed, and said, "Hurry up and wash, I need to too. I haven't showered for two days, I stink!"
That damned second sister, daring to wipe her buttocks so brazenly in front of a grown man in his prime! She doesn't treat me like a man at all! Damn it, sooner or later I'll make her understand what a serious mistake it is to look down on a healthy young man.
But for now, I could only watch her slender figure leave, helpless.
I quickly finished my bath, got dressed, and left the bathroom. My second sister had already changed out of her suit and was waiting outside in her pajamas. She even muttered, "So slow, are you incubating eggs?" How infuriating!
As soon as she went in, I sensed something was wrong. Sure enough, as soon as she entered, she found the underwear and pajamas I had hand-washed that morning. She exclaimed in feigned surprise, "Oh my! When did our little master learn to wash his own pants? Did he have a wet dream? Sigh... our little master has finally grown up!" I
was so ashamed I almost wanted to disappear. That awful second sister, how dare she bully me like that !
"I must get revenge! " I roared inwardly . === ... I told my second sister what my eldest sister had said. She just said "Oh" and went upstairs without saying anything else. Then I remembered and raised my voice to ask her, "Second sister, my eldest sister isn't back, and we're having trouble with dinner. What do you want to eat? I'll go buy it." My second sister replied from upstairs, "I'm not eating dinner. I need to catch up on sleep. I have an early shift tomorrow, so I need to get some beauty sleep. Lack of sleep is a woman's biggest enemy of beauty." I teased her, "Not eating dinner? Trying to lose weight! Take my advice, it's too late for you to start dieting now." Then I heard a thunderous roar: "Chen Wenjun, are you looking for trouble?! How dare you expose your second sister's shortcomings!" I laughed and ran away quickly, because my second sister can be quite terrifying when she gets angry. Every time I hear classmates envying me for having two beautiful older sisters, especially praising my second sister for being stunning, generous, and elegant—their dream girl—I just smile bitterly. Those blind men were truly blind to my second sister's appearance, completely deceived by her beauty. They had no idea how terrifying her true nature was, or how miserable I was living in. My eldest sister was so much better; she was the ideal lover and wife I could ever dream of. Seeing that it was still early before dinner, I went to the old bookstore near the public housing complex. The bookstore was tiny, the books crammed together, leaving hardly any room to sit. I rented a martial arts novel, paid, and ran to read it under a tree. The novel was printed on cardboard, the kind of old book where three small volumes were bound together. It was called "Love and Sword in the Capital," and the story itself was quite cliché: an orphan burdened with a blood feud, chased by his enemies, falls into a valley, and then, by luck, eats something like a thousand-year-old ginseng or a thousand-year-old he shou wu (Polygonum multiflorum)—all plants that had lived for a very long time, their effect being to increase the protagonist's martial arts skills by more than sixty years. Then, quite coincidentally, the protagonist always finds a martial arts manual, learns it, becomes invincible, and then seeks revenge. But I've never understood why paper martial arts manuals don't rot? What if the person who wrote the manual was just bluffing? Anyway, it's just for passing the time; I can just flip through it casually and not worry about it.

Suddenly! A passage in the book caught my attention. It described the protagonist's enemy, a prince living in Beijing, who was not only a high-ranking official but also the protagonist's maternal uncle.
His reason for killing the protagonist's entire family was that he had fallen in love with his sister, the protagonist's mother. He led men to abduct her, imprisoned her in his palace, raped her, and then lived with the villain like husband and wife for over a decade, even having a daughter with her.
Ironically, the protagonist also fell in love with this half-sister, who was both his cousin and half-sister, and they had a sexual relationship—a truly chaotic mess.
What drew me to this part was the villain's sister complex; he killed his entire family for this twisted love and raped his own sister for over a decade. What
shocked me most, however, was the protagonist's mother's attitude. Initially devastated by the rape, she gradually resigned herself to her fate, and later, the siblings became more loving than a real couple. If it weren't for the protagonist's appearance, they might have truly grown old together.
In the end, the protagonist's mother committed suicide. On the surface, she was ashamed of the incestuous relationship between her and her brother and chose death. But no matter how I look at it, I feel that she was heartbroken because her brother was dead, and she voluntarily followed him to the afterlife—in other words, she died for love.
After finishing the book, I found myself unable to stand up, because my penis was already erect, a frighteningly hard, fully swollen member. I had imagined myself as the villain, and the older sister as the eldest sister.
This bizarre book-renting experience took me a full half hour to calm down.
I ate something haphazardly, and it was already dark. On my way home, I started thinking, would I kill or commit arson for the older sister? And for her husband? Even
after I got home, I still didn't have a clear answer. But one thing was certain: I increasingly hated my future brother-in-law.
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...

Just as I was going downstairs, I suddenly realized that my brother-in-law had already driven away and hadn't come in. It was strange; usually, when he brought my older sister home, he would always come in for a while.
And my older sister's eyes were red, as if she'd been crying. I stammered, "Older sister..."
She finally noticed me and forced a smile, saying, "Still not asleep? Is Ya-wen back?"
I nodded and said, "My second sister probably came back around 1 p.m. She seemed exhausted; she took a shower and went to bed as soon as
she got home, and didn't eat dinner." My older sister said "Oh," indicating she understood. For some reason, I felt my older sister's expression was a little melancholy. She seemed to be in a good mood when she left this morning. Did something happen between my older sister and my brother-in-law's parents today?
I wanted to ask her, but what came out was, "Older sister, do you want to take a shower? I'll run the hot water for you, okay?"
My older sister looked a little surprised. I've never been one to serve others; I'm always the one being served.
My older sister smiled with relief and said, "Okay! Ah Jun, thank you! I'll go get my clothes first, please take care of the water."
While my older sister was taking a shower, I waited outside. I wanted to ask her what had happened, but seeing my hesitation, she stopped me with just one sentence:
"I'm very tired and want to go to sleep. We can talk about it tomorrow, okay?"
Helpless, I could only suppress my questions and go back to my room to sleep. Even though she said she was tired and wanted to sleep, the light in her room didn't go out until after midnight.
I knew something must have happened, and it must be related to my future brother-in-law's family. I had a vague sense of unease about my older sister's marriage. Damn it! If they dare to bully my older sister, I will definitely not let them get away with it.
But honestly, if my older sister really doesn't get married, I'm probably mostly happy about it. Oh no, how could I want my older sister to be unhappy?
With an uneasy feeling, I also fell asleep.
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...

My second sister completely ignored my fierce glare. While putting on her delicate earrings, she casually said, "I'm almost late."
Good heavens! What sins did I commit in my past life? Why did I have a sister like this?
I yelled, "What does your lateness have to do with me? Why did you wake me up so abruptly?"
My sister smiled and said, "Of course it matters, you have to take me to work."
I retorted, "Why do I have to take you to work? Where's your scooter?"
My sister said, "It's broken, it hasn't been fixed yet."
"Why don't you take a taxi?" I still refused to give in.
My sister pleaded pitifully, "It's the end of the month, I don't have enough money, so I have to ask you for help. You're my only support!"
A beautiful woman pleading with a pitiful expression—it's really hard to refuse! Although I knew perfectly well that this woman was actually a rude, cunning, sharp-tongued, and skilled-at-deception fox, I still had to agree to her request.
But before agreeing, to maintain my last shred of dignity, I said, "Stop with the mushy talk, okay! I'll take you to work, but this is a one-time thing."
My second sister cheered, grabbed her purse, and pulled me out. Looking at her expression, I knew she only heard my promise to take her to work; she completely ignored everything else. I could only sigh in despair.
Riding my 6-speed Giant bike, I took my second sister to her TV company on 8X Road—it was really far, to be honest.
Halfway there, my second sister asked me, "What time did you get back yesterday, eldest sister?"
I replied, "Around 10 o'clock."
My second sister said "Oh," and then fell silent.
I hesitated for a moment, then said to her, "My eldest sister's behavior yesterday was strange."
My second sister asked in surprise, "Oh! What do you mean?"
I recounted what had happened to my eldest sister yesterday. After listening, my second sister pondered and said, "It is a bit strange. It seems to be related to my eldest sister's meeting with Wang Dewei's parents yesterday. We need to find out exactly what happened that day. For my eldest sister's happiness, we might have to pretend to be Conan Doyle."
"Conan Doyle?" I asked doubtfully.
My second sister said proudly, "Don't you know? It's about pretending to be a detective!"
I said, "Isn't it Sherlock Holmes?! Conan Doyle should be the author, right?"
My second sister's face turned red, and she angrily gave me a flick on the forehead, saying, "Stop talking nonsense. When necessary, you'll even have to pretend to be Arsène Lupin."
This violent woman. I touched the spot where I had been flicked on the forehead. With a worried look
, I said, "I don't need to pretend to be a thief, do I?" My second sister paused for a moment. Judging from her expression, I guessed she had no idea Arsène Lupin was a professional thief; she just thought he was a mysterious, handsome man in a mask. But she still insisted, "For my eldest sister, you should be willing to
go through fire and water." I smiled wryly and said, "Yes, yes, you go through fire and water, I'll go through water and water, we'll be willing."
My second sister finally nodded in satisfaction.
After arriving at my second sister's company, she said, "Starting the day after tomorrow, I'll take four days off, five days including Sunday. Then we'll investigate my eldest sister's matter together."
I said, "How can that be? I have to go to class."
My second sister insisted, "For my eldest sister, you have to take leave."
I could only helplessly say, "Yes! I understand, I'll go." My poor perfect attendance bonus!
The next few days were peaceful. My eldest and second sisters went to work as usual, and I went to class as usual. But I knew that an exciting detective game was about to begin, using my eldest sister's happiness as an excuse.
As the time drew closer, my second sister and I exchanged glances, both noticing the excitement in each other's eyes; the game was about to begin.

Early Wednesday morning, my second sister and I were all ready. She had even gone out of her way to borrow a 125cc motorcycle specifically for the day. I also excused myself from school, saying I had something to do at home; of course, my second sister took care of the parent's signature.
Of course, all of this was done behind my eldest sister's back. I pretended to go to school, and after my eldest sister went to work, I immediately ran home to change. When I finished changing and was about to call my second sister, her outfit really shocked me.
Good heavens! My second sister was wearing a mini-skirt she'd somehow gotten her hands on, revealing two long, shapely, and snow-white legs. She wore a trendy white shirt, a knitted vest, and a red tie, and with her unadorned, innocent look, I had to admit that my second sister looked about my age, at least five years younger.
Having grown accustomed to my second sister's mature attire, I was still surprised and exclaimed, "Second sister, what's wrong with you? Why are you trying to look younger?"
My second sister promptly gave me another flick on the forehead. "Silly girl! Everyone in the Wang family knows us. If we don't disguise ourselves, we'll be discovered very quickly. Come on! Put on these suits and a fake beard, and I guarantee no one will notice. Hurry up and change; I had to beg the prop master to borrow these."
Seeing the clothes my second sister brought that were "too old" for me, along with the props usually reserved for acting, I felt a chill. It seemed my second sister really wanted to go all out.
Luckily, I'm quite tall, and because I play basketball often, I'm fairly muscular; otherwise, I really wouldn't have been able to pull off these suits!
I changed into the suit my second sister brought back, put on the fake mustache, and really looked like Ding Li from Shanghai Bund. I smiled wryly and said to my second sister, "Second sister, no! This is too grotesque, it'll just attract attention."
My second sister held up a "blob" of hair oil and said, "Stop nagging, lower your head." I had no choice but to obey.
My second sister applied the hair oil to my head and then carefully combed it.
The greasy hair oil made me very uncomfortable, and I was about to protest, but when I saw my second sister's expression, I couldn't say anything. My second sister's expression was so focused, so gentle, without a trace of her usual fiery personality. My second sister's gentle appearance made me feel like she wasn't just combing my hair, but dressing up her beloved.
At that moment, I came to a conclusion: my second sister's idol must be Chow Yun-fat.
Dressed up as a person from the 20th century, my second sister said with satisfaction, "No one will recognize you like this."
I muttered, "Of course no one will recognize me. I don't look like a normal person at all now."
Surprisingly, my second sister didn't make a move. She just smiled and took my hand, saying, "Let's go! Let's go out!"
Since I started high school, my sisters have rarely made such intimate gestures towards me. Now, my second sister was suddenly so intimate with me, allowing my arm to fully feel the fullness and softness of her breasts. My second sister seemed completely unaware that her younger brother was taking advantage of her. I couldn't help but feel my heart racing, my face turning red, and my penis starting to get excited. If it weren't for my loose pants, I was afraid I would have embarrassed myself on the spot.
Looking at my second sister's happy expression, I suddenly felt that I wasn't her younger brother, but her boyfriend.
Taipei in March was still quite cool, otherwise, this suit would have made me faint from the heat. Because I looked older at this time, I rode the bike, and my second sister followed behind me, calling out directions.
I don't know what my second sister was doing, but she kept breathing in my ear, making me incredibly ticklish. I shrugged to indicate I was uncomfortable, and she just giggled and giggled. Then she did it again after a short while, as if she was having a blast.
I don't have a driver's license yet, and I was terrified of being pulled over by the police. My sister's constant teasing made me very nervous. Finally, we arrived at my future brother-in-law Wang Dewei's house in the upscale residential area of Tianmu.
My second sister and I went into a coffee shop across from Wang's house. She sat by the window, ordered two coffees, and sat facing me.
My second sister stirred her coffee and said, "I asked the waiter at the restaurant where my eldest sister and her husband's parents had dinner that day. He said that her husband's father treated her quite well, but her mother, for some reason, kept making sarcastic remarks about her, saying that she seemed to be trying to climb the social ladder by marrying into the Wang family. I think that's why my eldest sister cried that day."
When I heard that, I couldn't help but slam my hand on the table and stand up angrily, saying, "What? Is that true? Is she out of her mind? It was her son who was pursuing my eldest sister! 'Climbing the social ladder'? Who's climbing the social ladder?!"
In my anger, my voice inevitably became louder, and the previously noisy coffee shop suddenly became quiet.
My second sister quickly nodded and apologized to the surrounding customers, then pulled me down to sit, saying, "Why are you so angry? Will that solve anything?"
Still furious, I asked her, "Do you have a solution?"
She proudly replied, "Of course! The problem lies with Old Mrs. Wang. We just need to figure out why she dislikes my eldest sister so much, and then find a way to change her mind, right?"
She glanced at the time and said, "It's almost 10:30 now. The Wang family's maid will be out buying groceries soon."
Sure enough, the maid went out to buy groceries. I looked at her admiringly and said, "How did you know? You're amazing!"
She proudly said, "Of course I have my sources. Otherwise, the reporters would be lying! Let's go!"
I asked dumbly, "Where to?"
My second sister pulled me out of the coffee shop before whispering, "Of course we're going to the Wang family's! Mrs. Wang went to yoga this morning and won't be back until 11."
I was startled and said, "No way! A wealthy family like this must have security guards. We'll get caught."
My second sister smiled and said, "If that maid hadn't opened the security door, we wouldn't have been caught."
I thought for a moment and then suddenly realized, "Oh... you bribed that maid?"
My second sister smiled mysteriously and didn't answer me.
I exclaimed, "It's such a waste of your talent that there's no war now!"
My second sister asked in confusion, "What talent?"
I replied, "A talent for being a spy."
She nudged me and said, "Stop gossiping and hurry up!" Then she pulled me into the alley next to the Wang family's house. Seeing that no one was around, she quickly took off her coat and spread it on the wall to cover the broken glass. Then she said to me, "Help me up."
I didn't dare to delay and quickly grabbed her hand. With a push, she climbed over the wall. Although it was only for a moment, as she climbed over, I clearly saw the alluring view under her miniskirt. Her full, firm buttocks were tightly wrapped in white panties, shining brightly in the sunlight.
It wasn't the first time I'd seen my second sister's jade-like buttocks; I'd seen them completely naked before. But none of that could compare to the allure of that moment when she revealed her spring scenery.
After my second sister climbed over the wall, she quickly turned around, lay on her coat, and stretched out her hand, saying, "Come on up!"
I stared dumbfounded at her nimble movements, thinking, "This is really going to be Arsène Lupin!"
With my skills honed from playing basketball, I didn't need her help. I gestured for her to come down first, then pushed off the wall with my left foot, climbed over the fence, and swayed left and right before vaulting over the wall.
My second sister looked at my agile movements with some surprise, patted my chest, and praised me, "Not bad!"
Her praise pleased me, but what I really wanted to know was, "Second sister, what are we doing here?"
She nonchalantly replied, "I don't know either!"
Hearing her say that, I really felt like dying. But before I died, I had to strangle her first.
Seeing my fierce expression, my second sister sensed her own danger and quickly said, "Calm down, calm down. I know you must feel like you've been tricked, but please trust your second sister. We're definitely going to find something here."
I looked at my second sister suspiciously and said, "How do you know?"
My second sister sighed and looked at me with a hopeless gaze, saying, "We want to know why Madam Wang won't accept my eldest sister, so of course we have to start by investigating her family. Otherwise, where do you think we should start? Let's go!" What
my second sister said made sense. Although I still felt uneasy, I could only suppress my anxiety and follow my second sister around to the back of the house, entering through the door behind the kitchen.
There were four members in the Wang family. My eldest sister said that Wang Dewei had a younger sister. However, Wang Song and Madam Wang's relationship was not good. Although they hadn't divorced, they had been separated for more than ten years. This house was where Madam Wang and Wang Dewei lived, while Wang Song and his daughter lived in Shilin. Because the family was small, the large house felt rather deserted.
Wang Dewei had taken us here before, so we were somewhat familiar with the place. The Wang family house was a standard European-style villa on the outside, but the interior was decorated in a standard Japanese style.
Mrs. Wang seemed to be very fond of Japanese culture; the entire house was furnished in a Japanese style, and the living room even had a whole wall of glass cabinets displaying several kimonos.
My second sister, looking at the brightly colored kimono, exclaimed, "No wonder they're rich! Look, any kimono here must be worth at least 1 million NT dollars!"
I really admired my second sister's thick skin; it was hard to understand how she could be so calm and collected while I was so nervous. We were trespassing!
A little nervously, I asked my second sister, "Please! Second sister, what are you doing? Hurry up!"
She calmly replied, "What's the rush? No one will be back before 11 o'clock. We have 30 minutes." I almost fainted.
She admired the vase for a while before taking something about the size of an earplug from her pocket and tossing it in. Curious, I asked, "Second sister, what's that?"
She said, "It's a bugging device."
A bugging device? Good heavens! My second sister doesn't know that?! This is already a criminal act, I said to my second sister, "Didn't you already bribe that maid? Why do we still need to plant the bug ourselves? It's dangerous!"
My second sister replied matter-of-factly, "That's what makes it exciting! Otherwise, it wouldn't feel like we're doing detective work!"
I muttered to myself in a bit of self-abandonment, "Exciting? Yeah! If we get caught, my eldest sister might come looking for me at the juvenile detention center, or for you at the Tucheng Detention Center. I don't know if she can handle that kind of shock."
My second sister was completely oblivious to my worries and said nonchalantly, "Let's go! We'll plant the bug in her room."
Mrs. Wang's room was very large, about the size of the entire second floor of my house, divided into front and back sections. There was a small living room in front of the bedroom, separated from the bedroom by a Japanese-style paper sliding door.
The small living room was filled with a complete set of Japanese dolls, the kind that Japanese people decorate for Girls' Day. And the whole room was filled with all sorts of cloth dolls. If I hadn't known beforehand that the room's owner was a woman over fifty, I would have definitely thought she was a minor.
My second sister was also shocked by the sight. She stared blankly at the pile of dolls in front of her, and then we exchanged a glance, seeing the shock in each other's eyes.
My second sister murmured, "This Mrs. Wang is a pervert." Surprisingly, this time I completely agreed with my second sister's opinion.
We placed a bugging device in the small living room and another in Mrs. Wang's bedroom. My second sister tested the sound and confirmed that the three bugging devices were working properly before she said with satisfaction, "Okay! Alright! Let's retreat!"
I breathed a sigh of relief and quickly followed my second sister downstairs. But as fate would have it, just as we reached the top of the stairs, the living room door suddenly opened with a "bang. "
My second sister and I were both startled and quickly hid on the second floor to peek, hoping that the maid had just returned early from grocery shopping.
But things rarely go as planned. A coquettish voice said, "That Chen Ma, she forgot to open the security door again! She's getting senile. Old Liu, Old Liu! Go to the market and pick Chen Ma up, and give her a good scolding. She's always so careless; what if her house gets burgled?" Driver Old Liu responded and drove off.
My second sister and I exchanged a glance, both inwardly groaning. We knew that voice very well; it was Wang Dewei's mother, Madam Wang. Although I'd only met Madam Wang once, I had a deep impression of her, mainly due to her incredibly sweet voice. Madam
Wang's given name was Li Meihua. Her father was a prominent figure in Taiwanese politics, and although he had gradually withdrawn from the political arena in recent years, the Li family still held considerable influence in Taiwan. Before marrying Wang Song, Madam Wang herself was a popular news anchor, a well-known woman throughout Taiwan.
At the time, Wang Song was just the head of a small factory. When she announced that she was going to marry Wang Song, many wealthy young men felt sorry for her and thought it was a waste of her talent, saying that a beautiful flower was stuck in cow dung.
Back then, no one could have imagined that Wang Song, that pile of cow dung, would become one of the top 100 richest people today.
Of course, that was all before I was born. After marrying Wang Song, she washed away her glamorous past and focused on being a pampered housewife.
The first time I met Li Meihua was before my eldest sister accepted Wang Dewei's marriage proposal. Wang Dewei invited our whole family to dinner, and Li Meihua was also dressed up to accompany us. Mrs. Wang was really beautiful, with the air of a wealthy and noble upper-class lady. You couldn't tell at all that she was already a "old" woman in her fifties.
But before we were even halfway through the meal, she said she wasn't feeling well and left early to go back to her room to rest. Looking back now, Li Meihua's behavior at that time was very strange. Maybe that meeting was the beginning of her dislike for our whole family. Maybe my second sister and I were the reason she disliked my eldest sister.
Li Meihua opened the door with an elegant demeanor. Although I hated what she did to my eldest sister, I still had to admit that she was truly an elegant and beautiful "old" woman.
I complained to my second sister, "Didn't you say Madam Wang wouldn't be back until 11 o'clock? Why is she back so soon?"
My second sister said aggrievedly, "How should I know? That's exactly what Aunt Chen said!"
Seeing Li Meihua walking towards the stairs, I immediately grabbed my second sister and said, "Let's hide first."
In our haste, we didn't think things through and instinctively hid back in Li Meihua's room. But hearing footsteps approaching the room, we realized that Madam Wang was coming upstairs to change clothes, and hiding in her room would be a death trap.
Hearing the footsteps getting closer, my second sister quickly said, "Ah Jun, hide under the bed." Then she opened the closet and hid inside.
Hearing my second sister's words, I subconsciously agreed. But looking around the bedroom, oh no! The Japanese-style room didn't have a bed, so there was no "under the bed." My second sister was just trying to fool me.
Hearing the paper door being pulled open, I panicked and quickly pulled open the closet door where my second sister was hiding. The closet was divided into upper and lower cabinets; my second sister was hiding in the lower cabinet, where there was a neatly folded quilt. Because the space was small, my second sister was kneeling and lying on the quilt. Without saying a word, I quickly climbed on top of my second sister and then closed the closet door.
My second sister, who was kneeling and lying on top of me, was now lying face down on the quilt. Naturally, I ended up lying on top of my second sister's back, in other words, my front was pressed against my second sister's back.
My second sister cried out and muttered angrily, "You damn Ah Jun, why did you hide in here too, and even lay on top of me! You're heavy!"
At this moment, Li Meihua had already entered the room. Afraid that she would hear me, I whispered in my second sister's ear, "You still dare to say that? Where did this 'under the bed' come from? Trying to hurt me?"
My second sister's face was pressed against the quilt, so she couldn't speak at all. I felt secretly smug, thinking I could finally get revenge on my second sister for always bullying me.
I quietly lay on my second sister's back, listening carefully to the sounds outside. Li Meihua seemed to have changed her clothes and gone to rest in the small living room. I didn't hear the paper door close, so Madam Wang probably didn't close the door. But at least the chances of her finding out were much lower, and I could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
At first, because I was so nervous, I didn't think much of it. Now, although the crisis was still there, I wasn't as tense. Once I relaxed, things got really interesting. I was already lying on top of my second sister, and as soon as I relaxed, I immediately felt the warmth and softness of her body. Especially my penis, which was pressed tightly against her plump buttocks, excitedly displayed its masculine prowess, extending straight forward along her buttocks.
Then I noticed that my second sister's ears started to turn red. She uneasily twisted her plump, firm buttocks, trying to escape the oppression of my large penis. But the space in the closet was too small, and there was nowhere for her to hide. And her writhing only amplified the stimulation for me, making my penis swell even larger and harder.
Finally, my second sister couldn't take it anymore. She muttered angrily, "You stinky Ah Jun! How could you do this to your second sister! Hurry up and move your stinky thing away!" No
kidding, I'd finally found this golden opportunity for revenge; how could I let her escape so easily? I feigned helplessness and said, "Second sister, this closet is so small, could you tell me where I can move it?"
My second sister reached between us, trying to push me away, but unfortunately, she ended up touching my crotch and grabbing my little… oh no! Now it's my "big" brother.
My second sister didn't realize what she was holding at first, so she gave it a light squeeze. When she realized she was holding my penis, she was so startled that she quickly withdrew her hand, her face turning bright red.
My second sister, panting and exasperated, said, "Then...then you
should control it too, don't let it get so big, it's making me so uncomfortable." I'd never heard my second sister speak so frantically before. If I weren't in this situation, I would have laughed out loud. Second sister! You've finally gotten what you deserved! It's so...so...
satisfying!!! Waha ...
Upon discovering my second sister's ulterior motives, I quickly warned her, "Don't be impulsive! Don't be impulsive! If I scream in pain and alert Madam Wang, the consequences will be dire!" Left
with no other choice, my second sister could only say angrily, "You damn Ah Jun, you just wait, I'll make you pay!"
How dare she! Even in this completely disadvantageous position, she dared to utter such rude words; she was practically courting death!
I thrust twice defiantly. Good heavens! My second sister's buttocks were so bouncy! They actually bounced my penis back! Hehe! So comfortable!
My second sister let out a soft "Ah!" from my thrusts. Although it was only a small sound, it still excited me.
I whispered in my second sister's ear, "You don't need to worry about that, I think I've done enough."
My second sister was probably flustered by my thrusts and didn't say anything to refute me. I secretly gloated; this was the first time I'd ever managed to silence my second sister!
Suddenly! I heard the phone ring, and then I heard Mrs. Wang answer it. I quickly said to my second sister, "Hello! Second sister, it sounds like Mrs. Wang is on the phone. Let's listen quickly."
My second sister then snapped out of her daze, quickly took out her earphones from her pocket, handed one to me, and I put that earphone in her ear and put on the other.
The listening device my second sister brought was of very good quality, and we were now close to Li Meihua, so we could hear very clearly, even the tone of Li Meihua's voice.
Li Meihua was clearly flirting with the person on the other end of the phone. I heard her say, "Mmm~ mmm~ mmm~ okay~ okay~ silly! Of course I love you! Mmm~ where did you say? Yangmingshan? X Garden? Okay!
Mmm~ okay~ I know~ mmm~ see you later." Li Meihua's voice was already sweet, but now it was even more overly sweet.
My second sister and I looked at each other, and we saw our own surprise in each other's eyes. We couldn't believe our ears. Li Meihua's tone clearly suggested she was talking to her lover, but my eldest sister said her relationship with her husband wasn't good, so it couldn't possibly be Wang Song. Then who was on the phone?
Looking at my second sister's eyes, I knew she thought the same thing as me: Li Meihua was having an affair!
This was a huge scandal! Given the Wang family's current status in politics and business, if Li Meihua were to have an affair, it would definitely be the cover story every gossip magazine would dream of.
Li Meihua was clearly in a good mood. I heard her humming a pop song as she went into the bedroom to change. She was dressed and ready to leave in no time.
Hearing the paper door close, I asked my second sister, "Second sister, what should we do now?"
I heard her groan, "Get up now, you're crushing me!"
I then realized I was still pinning her down and laughed awkwardly, "Sorry! Sorry! I'll get up right
away." I opened the closet door and left my second sister's alluring, plump buttocks. Afraid of angering her, I immediately assumed a ready-to-go stance.
But to my surprise, although she was quite heavily pinned down, she didn't seem particularly angry. She just looked at me, panting, with a half-smile, and said, "You little devil, Ah Jun, you've really grown up. You even dare to take advantage of your second sister."
I didn't understand my second sister's intention for a moment, so I could only laugh awkwardly and say, "Misunderstanding! Misunderstanding! It was purely accidental, purely accidental, hehehe."
But my second sister still looked at me with that strange look, which made me feel flustered. I quickly changed the subject and said, "Second sister, Madam Wang has left. What should we do?"
This trick worked. My second sister was quickly drawn to the topic. She thought for a moment and said, "That X Garden is a members-only club. We can't get in. But it doesn't matter. We can wait outside. It's called waiting for a rabbit to run into a tree stump. Let's go!"
When Li Meihua left, although she turned on the security, this kind of security was only for outsiders, not insiders. So my second sister and I left almost openly through the back door.
It's only a ten-minute drive from Tianmu to Yangmingshan. After passing my dream university, Wenxue University, my second sister led me to the back of the mountain. This area is almost entirely populated by the residences of high-ranking officials and wealthy people.
My sister gestured for me to stop the car and then pointed to a luxurious detached villa, saying, "This is X Garden."
I said doubtfully, "This is a club? It's clearly a villa!"
My sister sneered, "This is just a smokescreen. X Garden is known for its seclusion, which is why it attracts those high-ranking officials and wealthy people to spend their money here. Understand?"
"No!" I said honestly. Of course! A club is a club, why use such a smokescreen?
My second sister patiently explained to me, "These important people are all celebrities, so their private lives are naturally very public. If they didn't have these secret places to cover them up, all their dirty secrets would have been exposed long ago."
Seeing that I was still confused, my second sister sighed and said, "It's better if you know less about these dirty things. In short, nine and a half out of ten of the big shots on the scene are hypocrites, and the other half are real villains. They're all no good."
My second sister didn't want to say anything more, and I didn't want to ask any more questions. We sat on the motorcycle to rest. Before long, I got hungry, and my second sister also thought Li Meihua... We figured she wouldn't be leaving so soon, so we went to get some beef noodles.
The noodle shop owner saw us and actually greeted us, "Sir, what would you like to eat, Madam?"
My second sister and I were dumbfounded. Seeing our embarrassed expressions, the owner realized she'd made a mistake and said apologetically, "You're not a couple? I was so intrusive, I'm so sorry! But you two do look like a married couple!"
Hearing this, my second sister actually seemed very happy, and proudly linked arms with me, saying, "Really? Do we look like a married couple?"
The owner affirmed, "Of course we do!"
My second sister's eyes crinkled with laughter; I really didn't know what she was so happy about.
After finishing our noodles, we went back to continue our stakeout, but after waiting all afternoon, we still hadn't seen Li Meihua.
It was almost 4 pm, and if we didn't go home soon, we'd be past our usual home time.
Reluctantly, we had to give up and go home.
Our gains from the first day were planting three listening devices at the Wang family's house and discovering the possibility that Li Meihua might be having an affair.
"3" The Initial Flutter
It was almost 5 pm when I got home, and my eldest sister still hadn't returned. This head full of hair oil had been tormenting me all day. I couldn't wait to take a shower and wash off the smell, but the hair oil was just too strong. I washed for ages, and even after the oil was gone, the smell remained.
I complained to my second sister, "Why did you put so much hair oil on me? Now look what's happened! If my eldest sister smells it, second sister, tell me, how am I supposed to explain this?"
My second sister nonchalantly replied, "You can just say you're imitating Chow Yun-fat, what's the worry!"
Helpless, I had no choice but to accept her suggestion.
Usually, after work, my eldest sister would go to the traditional market on Tingx Road in front of our house to buy groceries for dinner. But today, for some reason, she came home empty-handed, having not gone to buy groceries.
When she walked in, I sensed something was off about her; she seemed distracted, as if something was on her mind.
As soon as my second sister and I saw her, my eldest sister casually said, "Jun, Ya-wen, you're both home!"
My second sister said, "Eldest sister, didn't you buy groceries?"
My eldest sister seemed to only realize this then, exclaiming, "Oh dear, I forgot! Sorry, sorry, I'll go buy them right away!" and hurriedly went out again.
Seeing my eldest sister rush out to buy groceries as soon as she got home, my second sister and I exchanged a glance, both seeing the worry in each other's eyes. How could someone as meticulous as my eldest sister forget something she does every day? My eldest sister must have something on her mind.
During dinner, my eldest sister remained silent, ate a few bites, and went back to her room to rest, not leaving her room again all night. I was really worried about my eldest sister, wanting to ask her but not knowing where to begin.
In the middle of the night, I needed to pee, so I got up to use the restroom. Passing by my eldest sister's room, I saw that the door was ajar. I pushed it open, but my eldest sister wasn't in her room. It was so late, where could my eldest sister have gone?
Going downstairs, I saw my eldest sister sitting alone in the living room, tears welling in her eyes, her expression filled with sorrow.
Remembering what my second sister had told me earlier that day, I couldn't help but feel sorry for her. I walked up behind her and called out, "Elder Sister."
Hearing my voice, she quickly wiped away her tears, then turned around and smiled, saying, "Why aren't you asleep so late?"
"What about you? Why aren't you asleep?" Seeing her trying to hide her feelings, I couldn't help but get angry, and my tone became harsh.
My eldest sister was startled by my tone and asked, somewhat surprised, "Jun, what's wrong? Did something happen at school today?"
"Nothing happened at school, something happened to you!" I didn't know what was wrong with me; hearing my eldest sister's seemingly nonchalant answer, I suddenly became so angry. But since I'd already brought it up, I might as well be frank and get to the bottom of it.
"Ever since you came back from dinner with Brother Wang's parents, you've been looking so troubled. Do you think I can't tell? Sister! Why don't you talk to us about it? Aren't we family?"
Under my angry questioning, my sister remained silent, head bowed, for a long while before saying, "I didn't mean to hide it from you, I just need some time to think things through, to figure out if my decision was right or wrong."
"Is it related to Brother Wang's parents?" I asked tentatively.
My sister corrected me, saying, "It's his mother." She sighed, gazing blankly ahead, and said, "Ever since I found out he's the chairman's son, I've been hesitant. But he's been really good to me, and he doesn't have the arrogance of typical rich people, so I accepted him. I always thought we could overcome the differences in our family backgrounds."
At this point, my older sister's voice was filled with sorrow: "I never imagined the problem wouldn't be with either of us, but rather with his mother."
I sat down next to her and asked seriously, "Sister, do you love Brother Wang?"
She thought for a moment before saying in a weary voice, "I don't know if I love him or not. I only know he really loves me and is very good to me. But whenever I think of his mother, I just…sigh…"
We sat in silence. I carefully chose my words: "Sister, there are only three months left. You must make the most of this time…" "Think it through carefully, make a decision you won't regret, and don't wrong yourself."
I looked deeply into my eldest sister's eyes and said, "But... eldest sister, you must remember, we are family, we are the closest. No matter what decision you make, my second sister and I will definitely support you."
I saw tears of emotion glistening in my eldest sister's eyes. She hugged me with a smile through her tears and said, "I understand, thank you, my dearest little brother."
My nose was filled with the fragrance of my eldest sister's hair, but I had no ulterior motives. I was only wholeheartedly appreciating this warm moment that only family members share.
After a while, my eldest sister patted my shoulder and said, "Alright, go to sleep early! You have school tomorrow."
I said, "Okay, then eldest sister, you should rest early too!" My eldest sister nodded in agreement, and I went back to my room with her.
After my eldest sister and I went back to our rooms, I had just lain down when I heard someone knocking on my door. I thought she was still awake! "
My second sister sat down in my chair with a smile and said, 'You guys are talking so loudly, you woke me up, Ah Jun. I'm so glad to have you as my little brother, you're the best gift Mom left us.' Then
she leaned down and kissed my cheek , smiling charmingly, and said, 'Goodnight! My dear little brother,' before
leaving my room. I was left standing there, dumbfounded, touching my cheek where my second sister had kissed me, still feeling the warmth and fragrance of her soft lips. === ... Even though I know my second sister so well, I can't deny that she was absolutely radiant on the dance floor, breathtakingly beautiful. Naturally, she was the center of everyone's attention. But… the old question remained: why were we here? Actually, after my eldest sister told me she would reconsider her marriage, I felt there was no need to investigate why Li Meihua disliked her anymore; it was no longer important. What mattered most now was my eldest sister's own decision. But my second sister's words changed my mind. She told me, "Do you think they would easily let go if my eldest sister wanted to break off her engagement with Wang Dewei? Given the Wang family's social standing, would they be willing to lose face? If my eldest sister decides to marry Wang Dewei anyway, will Li Meihua give her a good life? But if we can uncover Li Meihua's secret, the situation will be completely different. No matter what my eldest sister decides, we'll be in a winning position—that's what it means to be able to attack or defend." "That makes so much sense!" I couldn't help but marvel at the five-year difference in wisdom between myself and my second sister. So! For my eldest sister's sake, we began the second phase of our surveillance investigation. However, the investigation didn't go smoothly. Li Meihua hadn't left the house for two days straight, leaving my second sister and me exhausted. We sat in the coffee shop outside her house for two days straight. If it weren't for my second sister changing her clothes every day, like a fashion show, which was pleasing to the eye, I would have been incredibly bored. Even this morning, Li Meihua showed no unusual behavior, staying home all day, doing who-knows-what. I was even thinking that today's work would be a waste of time. Who knew that just after noon, my second sister received a phone call and, without even eating lunch, took me to this dance hall. The deafening pop music, the dazzling neon lights, the crowded stage, the smoky cigarettes, the empty beer bottles scattered on the tables and floors, plus the scantily clad men and women, created a scene reminiscent of a decadent paradise often seen in American movies. My second sister was dancing with great joy and enthusiasm. Taking advantage of a break in the music, she sat back down next to me with a big smile, grabbed a beer bottle from the table, tilted her head back, and gulped down half of it straight from the bottle. With each swallow, the fragrant sweat trickled down her beautifully curved neck to her bare chest, then along her full breasts, flowing into her high cleavage. I had never seen my second sister so beautiful and sexy before, and I was completely stunned. My second sister slammed down the wine bottle, her face beaming with joy. "Wow! It's been so long since I've danced this much! It's so hot! Ah Jun! Why aren't you dancing?" I said a little ashamed, "I don't know how!" My second sister exclaimed in surprise, "You don't know how to dance? That won't do! You won't get a girlfriend if you can't dance! Come on! I'll teach you." Without waiting for a reply, she pulled me onto the dance floor and began teaching me to sway to the music. She danced along with me. At first, I was really clumsy, but with my second sister's skillful guidance, my movements started to become more rhythmic. My second sister laughed and danced, circling around me, her slender waist swaying gracefully, looking incredibly alluring. I stared in disbelief at this woman radiating such amazing charm. Was she really my second sister? That tomboyish girl? At that moment, my second sister felt both familiar and strange. Seeing how well we danced, the other dancers around us gradually made way for my second sister and me to have a solo performance. My second sister seemed used to this, not caring at all as she danced on. But I, on the other hand, felt a thrill of being a star, which made me increasingly unrestrained and wild. My vanity made me truly believe I was a superstar. Before we knew it, the music ended. Amidst the applause and cheers of the crowd, my second sister and I reluctantly returned to our seats. She smiled and said, "Jun, I didn't realize you had such a talent for dancing!" Then she called to the waiter, "Boy, bring a beer and a Coke!" "Two beers," I corrected the waiter. My second sister seemed a bit surprised. After the waiter left, she said to me, "Jun, how could you drink beer? You're still a minor!" I casually replied, "Wouldn't it be even stranger to drink cola in a place like this? Don't worry, it's not like I've never had beer before, nothing will happen." Hearing me say that, my second sister didn't suspect anything, because I knew she had secretly drunk alcohol when she was in junior high school. Judging from her own experience, she believed I had secretly drunk beer before. Actually, I was just bragging. I'd never drunk beer before, but I thought if I didn't take this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to try it out, when would I get a chance? After the waiter brought the beer, I couldn't wait to take a sip. Damn! It was so bitter! I almost spat it out. Seeing my stunned expression, my second sister immediately realized that my claim of having drunk beer was just bragging. She laughed heartily, teasing me, "Didn't you drink it? How was it? Didn't it suit your taste?" I smiled awkwardly, didn't reply, but simply raised my glass to my second sister, hoping she would be lenient. My second sister didn't hold it against me, smiling as we clinked glasses and each took a sip.

After taking a few sips, I discovered the refreshing sweetness after the initial bitterness of the beer, and I found myself drinking
one sip after another. My second sister frowned and stopped me, saying, "Jun, this is your first time drinking. Be careful not to drink too fast, or you'll get drunk easily."
I was about to tell my second sister that I was fine, but then a couple who looked intimate walked in from outside, leaving me speechless. I couldn't believe my eyes; I was dumbfounded.
My second sister saw me suddenly freeze and followed my surprised gaze to look outside. "They really came, that wretched thing."
It seemed that my second sister was more angry than surprised. Did she already know? I looked at my second sister in astonishment. She said, "That's right, I heard a little bit of a rumor, which is why I asked my colleague to keep an eye out for me. But I only confirmed it now." My second sister knew what I wanted to say just by looking into my eyes; it was so convenient.
"Since you already knew, why didn't you tell my eldest sister?" I could hear the dryness in my own voice.
My second sister sensed the disapproval in my words. She said helplessly, "Do you think it would have been any better if I had said it sooner? If I had told my eldest sister without any evidence, 'Eldest sister! Your future husband is a playboy, and he's having an affair with your best friend,' do you think she would have hugged me and thanked me, or slapped me twice?"
Indeed, the handsome man and beautiful woman who had just walked in and were immediately embracing and dancing together were my future brother-in-law, Wang Dewei, and my eldest sister's best friend, Lin Jiawan, who was known as one of the most beautiful women in Lanx.
Lin Jiawan and my eldest sister had known each other since childhood; they were classmates from elementary school to university, and she often came to my house to play. After graduation, they both got jobs at Lanx company, so their friendship was very deep. I never imagined she would steal my eldest sister's husband.
Seeing the intimate way they, this "adulterous couple," were behaving, I couldn't help but feel a surge of anger and wanted to beat them up on the spot.
I had barely moved when my second sister grabbed my hand and said, "Calm down, don't be impatient. We'll have a chance to teach them a lesson. The most important thing right now is to find their weakness."
Hearing her reasoning, I suppressed my anger and coldly watched the two lovers kissing intimately on the dance floor.
My second sister looked at me and suddenly sighed, "Jun, you really like your eldest sister..."
Still angry, I didn't hear what she said clearly, so I pressed her, "Second sister, what are you talking about me?"
She said somewhat unhappily, "I didn't say anything." Why
was she suddenly angry? I looked at her in confusion. She actually blushed at my gaze and scolded me, "What are you looking at? What's so interesting? Haven't you seen this before?" Then she downed her beer.
She scolded fiercely, but her face turned even redder. Strange, what was she thinking? Why was she showing such a girlish side? Hehehe, interesting. I haven't seen my second sister with such a shy expression in a long time.
Perhaps feeling uncomfortable under my gaze, my second sister ordered three more beers in one go and gulped them down. What's wrong with my second sister? Something's not right! I became uneasy and was about to stop her.
Luckily, the music ended at that moment, and Wang Dewei, with his arm around Lin Jiawan, left the dance floor and headed backstage.
I quickly called to my second sister and we followed.
Passing through the curtains, we walked down a dark corridor. My second sister, perhaps from drinking too much, seemed a little unsteady on her feet, not as agile as usual.
After passing through the corridor, we saw a door with a sign that read "Changing Room." From inside, we could faintly hear the sounds of a man and woman kissing and clothes rubbing together. My second sister and I exchanged a glance, knowing we had caught a big fish.
My second sister took out a machine with a small screen and a power cord connected to it. At the end of the power cord was a round, transparent sphere.
My second sister threaded the power cord under the door, turned it on, and then the small screen on the machine displayed images of the changing room. I was incredibly curious and asked my second sister, "What's that?"
While adjusting the camera angle, she said, "This is a high-tech product, called a pinhole camera. I finally managed to get my hands on one."
I moved closer to my sister and looked at the screen. Wow! Good heavens! It was so erotic and exciting! In the video, Lin Jiawan was sitting on a dressing table with her legs spread at a 60-degree angle. Wang Dewei was standing between her legs, kissing her ear, his left hand inside her clothes, roughly rubbing her full breasts, and his right hand inside her panties, kneading them.
I exclaimed in surprise, "No way! They're actually doing this in the dressing room? Doesn't the owner here know how to curse?"
My second sister sneered, "They're not afraid! Do you know who the owner of this dance hall is? It's Wang Dewei's sister, Wang Qiaoyun."
No wonder they're so bold. They're really something; rich people always know how to get ahead.
Lin Jiawan moaned, "Mmm... Wei... be gentle! Don't squeeze so hard...
it... it hurts..."
Wang Dewei lewdly grinned and said, "It hurts? It should feel good, right? Look how wet your cunt is." Wang Dewei pulled out the fingers of his right hand, glistening with moisture, and then shoved them into Lin Jiawan's mouth, saying, "Come on! Lick it clean." Lin Jiawan licked his fingers like a lollipop, her lewd behavior a stark contrast to her usual kind and dignified demeanor, making it unbearable.
Wang Dewei also became excited, quickly stripping off Lin Jiawan's clothes, then pressing her down tightly. He first gently rubbed Lin Jiawan's nipples with his fingers, then unexpectedly grabbed her entire breast, kneading and squeezing it vigorously.
After playing for a while, Wang Dewei slowly moved his hand down, touching her pubic hair, and then inserted his hand into Lin Jiawan's vagina, teasing her.
Lin Jiawan couldn't stand Wang Dewei's teasing and couldn't help but sway, saying, "No...don't play anymore...come in...come in!"
Only then did Wang Dewei take off his clothes, revealing his...hahaha...three-inch nail! It really was a three-inch nail! Oh my god! Hahahaha~~~
Wang Dewei spread Lin Jiawan's thighs, lifted his three-inch nail, and attacked that enchanting cave along with the lustful fluid, but whether it was the wrong position or his penis was too short, he just couldn't insert it.
Lin Jiawan was anxious, and not caring that she was sitting on the dressing table, she spread her thighs to the limit, and with one hand, she guided the three-inch nail into her peach blossom cave. There was a "plop" sound, and it went all the way in.
Lin Jiawan seemed to be enjoying it, moaning, "Ah...so full...so comfortable..." Damn! She's actually screaming like that with a three-inch nail inside her; what a useless girl.
Wang Dewei was playing with Lin Jiawan's plump, white breasts with one hand, while his lower body was thrusting upwards with all his might. Judging by his desperate efforts, he seemed to want to squeeze his testicles into Lin Jiawan's exquisite hole.
Wang Dewei's white buttocks kept moving back and forth, frantically thrusting into her vagina. This lewd and depraved scene was incredibly stimulating for me, a naive young man who had never tasted a woman's pleasure.
Suddenly, I felt someone blowing in my ear. I turned around and wow! It was my second sister! Her face was flushed with a sickly pallor.
I shook her shoulder and said, "Second sister, what time is it now? Stop fooling around! It'll be bad if they find out."
Second sister chuckled and said, "What's there to be afraid of? They're having fun right now, they won't notice us."
I smelled alcohol on her breath. Oh no, is second sister drunk? Is her alcohol tolerance that low? What should I do if she's acting crazy now?
Lin Jiawan had already turned around and was lying face down on the dressing table. Wang Dewei was playing with her large breasts from behind, while watching his three-inch penis being inserted between her plump buttocks. The intense stimulation made him even more excited, and he frantically hugged Lin Jiawan and thrust wildly. The movements were very intense.
Suddenly, my second sister was on my back. Her full and high breasts were pressed tightly against my back and kneaded. The sight before my eyes was already making me very uncomfortable, and now my second sister was doing this. Was she trying to kill me? My big brother had unknowingly made a big tent in my pants.
I nervously said to my second sister, "Second sister, what are you doing? Stop messing around!"
My second sister not only ignored me, but also put her hand on my penis and kneaded it. She said in surprise, "My God!
Ah Jun! I really can't believe you've grown so big."
This is so good... Oh! No! It's too much. I grabbed my second sister's hand, my voice low and angry, "Second sister! What are you doing? Don't go too far."
Perhaps because of the severity of my words, she stiffened for a moment, then quickly moved away from behind me and silently squatted down beside me.
Her face was pale, her eyes filled with tears, but she bit her lip tightly, refusing to let them fall.
Looking at her, I was filled with regret. I knew I had hurt her deeply. We had been playing together since childhood, and she had never shown such sadness before. I wanted to say something to apologize, but I didn't know where to begin. The sex scenes on the screen were still erotic, but I had no heart to watch them anymore, and they no longer excited me.
Finally, after a series of vigorous movements, Wang Dewei and Lin Jiawan embraced each other, panting. My second sister silently packed up the equipment, turned around, and left. I quickly followed her.
Walking down the street, my second sister walked towards the parking lot without looking back. Just as she was about to cross the road, I quickly called out, "Second Sister..."
Hearing my call, she stopped and slowly turned around, her face filled with sorrow. She said softly, "Jun! You... only like my eldest sister! You'll only ever care about my eldest sister, only ever get angry about her. And... what about me? Where do I stand in your heart?"
I was stunned. What was my second sister saying? What did she mean?
In my confusion, my second sister turned and left, and I didn't even know whether I should call her back.

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