Workers spying

That summer, the kitchen and bathroom renovations, which had been scheduled long ago, were finally ready to begin. My husband, as usual, left
early in the morning , not saying much except for saying goodbye. He specifically reminded me about the renovations that day before heading off to work.
I closed the door, changed out of my pajamas, and prepared a simple breakfast. Less than half an hour later, the doorbell rang. The renovation workers had arrived.
I opened the door to find three people carrying various tools on their shoulders and backs—quite an impressive sight. The first one to enter was
probably the foreman. I immediately led them to the kitchen and bathroom to take a look, and also showed them
the design plans, explaining the layout and necessary coordination before they started unloading their tools.
Besides the first worker, two younger men followed behind, around 25 years old, probably apprentices. It seemed like
they had outsiders working at home. Of course I had to take a look to recognize them. I'm 165cm tall, and
compared to them, the two young men were definitely over 175cm. One was more muscular, all over,
while the other was thinner, but his muscles also looked very strong. Both had a dark, healthy complexion.
When I looked at them, they had been staring at me for a while,
only looking away when I looked at them.
The project involved demolishing and rebuilding partitions and installing new equipment, so it took nearly two months. Although
other , the project seemed to be mainly handled by the two young men, while the
older craftsman only came occasionally.
Throughout the project, although I spent most of my time in the room, I would often come out to check on their
work, or... I prepared drinks and snacks for them, so it didn't take long before I became familiar with the two young men, and
we started joking around during our chats.
The one with the muscular build was named Longji; I initially thought he was from Keelung, but he turned out to be from Taichung
. The other, thin and muscular young man was named Ajian, and he was from Sanchong.
Longji came more often; rather than being talkative, he was more of a "cheeky" chatterbox, always teasing me.
Ajian seemed more shy, but his distinctly rugged features made a good impression on me, so I often teased
or joked with him; he always smiled shyly.
Since I enjoy sports, surfing is a must in the summer. After getting to know them for over a month, I learned
they also surfed, so we arranged to meet one weekend. My husband happened to be on a business trip to Vietnam, so of course I wanted to take advantage of his absence.
I was on a date with two young, handsome guys. Early in the morning ,
A-Jian drove, and I sat in the back. We chatted all the way to Wai'ao in Yilan, rented various equipment, changed into our
surfing suits, and walked towards the beach to choose surfboards. Long-Ji said, "I knew you had a good figure, but I didn't expect you to look so good in
tight clothes! Luckily, I wore loose pants today, or I would have been caught.
" I said, "You little devil, you're so lecherous towards me.
" Long-Ji said, "I'm serious. Should I tighten my pants to prove it?"
I said, "No need, I'm not interested in verifying that. "
I looked back at A-Jian walking behind me; he was just watching us and laughing.
The three of us waited for the waves, and after surfing a few times, I got tired and
lay down on the sand where the waves could reach. Because I was afraid of getting a tan, I was wearing long sleeves and pants. Suddenly… Someone was touching my
toes. I looked and saw it was Longji. He said, "Even though only your toes are showing, they're still quite charming."
Then he untied the surfboard strap from my ankle and touched it, saying, "Does it hurt to be tied like this?
Show me."
I laughed and pulled my foot away, saying, "Don't take advantage of me."
Meanwhile, I saw A-Jian still in the sea, whether waiting for a wave or on the surfboard. I waved to him from time to time
, and he waved back from afar. We joked and laughed, ate and drank, and
around 3 pm, I went to shower and prepared to go home. Longji said, "Sis, do you want to share a room with me? Your clothes are so
tight, I can help you take them off." I said, "(Hehe) If I really needed someone to help me take them off, I would ask A-Jian, why would I ask you?"
Longji said, "I can tell you're strong, you'll definitely be able to take them off quickly.
" I playfully slowed down and said, "I like to take my time undressing."
All three of us burst into laughter. On the way back, Ah-Jian drove me home first, ending our enjoyable
trip. It had been a long time since I'd had so much fun.
The construction project was gradually coming to an end, and the workers were coming less often. Sometimes only Long-Ji or Ah-Jian would come
to check on the progress or finish their own work.
It was Saturday, the third day of my husband's business trip. I was still sleeping in,
thinking I'd have nothing to do, when my phone rang. Ah-Jian: "Sis, is anyone home?
" Me: "Yes, I'm home. What's up?"
Ah-Jian: "Long-Ji said he had some unfinished work the other day. Since the equipment needs to be moved in on Monday, and he's going back to Taichung, he
asked me to finish it.
" Me: "Okay, will it take long?"
Ah-Jian: Not long.
Me: Okay, come on over.
I had just gotten up and put on my underwear when the doorbell rang. I didn't have time to change, so I
put my pajamas back on, added a light jacket, and prepared to answer the door. I saw Ah Jian through the peephole,
grabbed my jacket with my left hand, and opened the door. Me: Oh my god, how did you get here so fast?
Ah Jian: Sis, I'm sorry, I was just on the phone downstairs.
Me: Oh, you startled me. I thought it was that handsome guy, but it's just a young heartthrob. (Haha)
Ah Jian walked in with a shy smile. Just as I was closing the door, I saw Ah Jian's eyes linger
on , looking me up and down.
Then he went into the bathroom, and I went into the room. I sat on the bed for a moment, my thoughts were complicated.
Then I took off my underwear and put on a light pink dress. Wearing
a full set of red half-cup lingerie and low-waisted lace panties , and after spraying a little perfume, I put on my original nightgown and left the room. It was a
short lace nightgown with straps, about halfway up my thighs, with a low-cut front closure. Except for the chest area, the rest of the nightgown was
slightly transparent; to an outsider, it was definitely a sexy nightgown.
I walked towards the bathroom and saw Ah Jian kneeling on the floor working. I deliberately squatted down next to Ah Jian,
very close . I said, "Want me to make you a cup of coffee?"
Ah Jian turned his head, his gaze first lingering on my legs: "Wait a minute."
After saying that, he looked at me. I didn't say anything, and then he moved his gaze back to my body and legs before turning
back to work. I put my hand on his back and said, "Really not going to drink it first?"
Ah Jian: "Sure."
I said, "Why is your back all sweaty?"
After I finished speaking, I turned around to make coffee. Suddenly, I turned back and saw Ah Jian looking up at my back. I asked, "
Is my back view pretty?"
Because Longji always teases me, and I'm used to joking with Ah Jian too.
Ah Jian: (Grinning foolishly, nodding) Pretty.
I said, "Don't get the wrong idea, beautiful sister."
Ah Jian laughed even more exaggeratedly. I said, "Wow, laughing like that, there must be something fishy going on."
Ah Jian quickly replied, "No, you're the one who's thinking nonsense."
Then I brought over a cup of coffee. Afraid it would be too hot, I added two ice cubes. Then I knelt down in
front of , seeing that his hands were dirty. I held the coffee cup to feed him. Ah Jian said, "This is too much, you need someone
to feed you.
" I said, "I don't just feed men, you're lucky you're a young and handsome guy."
Ah Jian leaned over and took a few sips. At this moment, I bent down slightly, and the coffee cup was held in front of my
chest . The neckline of my pajamas drooped slightly, and because I was wearing a half-cup bra, Ah Jian's gaze
could just see my entire upper chest from above.
Was it intentional? Was it...? I thought to myself, yes, it was intentional. And there's always a kind of
pleasure in being spied on. I had decided to let Ah Jian spy on my body while I was changing clothes in the room, and I did just that.
Just as Ah Jian was drinking his coffee, I shifted my body, and the strap of my left bra slipped down and got caught on my bra.
After he drank a few times, he looked at me and then at the slipped strap and my chest. I deliberately
said softly, "Hurry up and finish it, otherwise it won't taste good if it sits for too long." At this moment, I moved the coffee cup closer to me, and Ah Jian moved
even closer. His body touched my knees as I knelt on the ground. My breath was on his face, along with
the coffee... Xiang, after Ah Jian finished making coffee, he just looked up at me, his smile gone, but his expression serious. I turned and placed the cup
on the bathroom vanity. When I turned back, the other shoulder strap had slipped down, and the upper part of his pajamas was
completely over his bra. Ah Jian didn't move much at this point, just kept looking at me and my chest. I put
my arm around his neck and said, "Why are you all sweaty?" Then I wiped the sweat from his neck and forehead with my hands, and
sat on the floor with my legs bent to the side. He put down the tools he was holding, wiped his hands on his clothes, and then turned to face me. I didn't
say anything, but reached out and took off his shirt, leaving his upper body bare. Then I stroked his chest, and with my other hand,
I pulled his dirty hand to my face. I calmly said, "Why do you often peek at me?"
Ah Jian kept spitting and said seriously: Because my sister is so pretty and has such a great figure, I wanted
to look at her .
At this point, A-Jian still didn't make any further moves. Then I pulled his hand towards my chest, placing his
right hand entirely on my left bra. Finally, he moved his hand slightly, very gently rubbing my
breast. I playfully said, "Our A-Jian has become naughty, touching my sister's breasts!" A-Jian, looking shy, said, "My
sister grabbed my hand and made me touch it, and I'm so excited."
Then I turned around, facing him, and crawled out of the bathroom. After crawling out, I turned back to face him and sat on the floor.
On such a hot day, sitting on the floor was incredibly cool. My skirt had ridden up completely, and my bra
was almost entirely exposed. My right leg was bent, and my left leg was straight, vaguely revealing my underwear in front of A-Jian. I said, "
Do you like pink?" A-Jian... Without bothering to clean up his sweaty body, he came straight over,
sat down on my left calf, and said, "I like it."
Then he added, "The style should be very nice too." I said, "Do you want to see?"
A-Jian said, "Yes."
I said, "If you want to see, then do it yourself."
At this point, I lay flat on the ground, then stretched my legs slightly apart and placed them on A-Jian's body, deliberately
placing my right foot on his crotch. Suddenly, A-Jian lifted my legs and placed them on his shoulders, then sat closer to me, his hands
unhesitatingly placing them on my breasts, gently rubbing them a few times, then pulling down my nightgown, gently lifting his buttocks, and taking off my
nightgown. At this point, he stroked my thighs and buttocks and said, "Sister, you're so beautiful, they feel so soft." I said, "You're so naughty,
you actually took off my clothes."
At this point, while stroking my buttocks, he pulled down my underwear. I said, "Have you ever helped a woman take off her underwear?"
A-Jian said: Of course!
I said, "Then what are you waiting for?"
At this moment, Ah Jian slowly pulled down my underwear. The pleasure of having another man take off my underwear and then spy on my private parts
was really amazing. There was a sense of satisfaction from a man's desire for his own body, and also a
pleasure from having my private parts violated by another man. At this moment, my whole body was hot, and my heart was racing. After he pulled my underwear down from my buttocks, he slowly moved
it down my calves, and my entire lower body was exposed to his gaze. He kissed my thighs, and then immediately kissed
the pubic hair on my pubic bone. Then he kissed my private parts with his mouth. I breathed slightly and said, "Ah Jian is so horny."
Ah Jian said, "Sister is horny. You were already wet."
I said coquettishly, "You're so annoying."
Then he stuck out his tongue and licked my private parts, and then pulled down my bra with both hands, caressing my breasts and nipples.
I was not only being spied on, but I was also enjoying being... The more I thought about being violated, possessed, and having my body enjoyed by another man, the more
excited I became. He licked me, making me wetter and wetter, and I desperately wanted him to enter me immediately. Then, Ah Jian stood up and took off his shorts,
instantly revealing his bulging underwear. He quickly pulled his underwear back up, and my gaze was fixed on his
hard penis. I thought, "Wow, such a clean, fresh penis!" He then began to caress and kiss my
entire body without reservation. I reached out and grasped his penis, rubbing it. In no time, my private parts were overflowing
with fluid; I felt like I was about to climax even before he entered me. I opened my legs and said urgently, "Go for it."
Without a word, Ah Jian spread my legs and slowly inserted his penis into my vagina.
Suddenly, , slowly... My vagina stretched open, and I tightly enveloped his
penis. A warm current flowed through my body from my lower body, and the pleasure of sex filled my mind. I
only wanted to spread my legs and be filled by his penis, to be penetrated by his hardness, and to be constantly violated by my wanton little hole,
satisfying my pleasure with men.
I hooked my legs tightly around Ah Jian's waist, wrapped my arms around his neck, and stroked his back, letting his penis
go in and out of my hole. Each time it entered, it made my hole feel very full, so hard and big, making me feel so full.
In no time , I had already orgasmed several times. I seemed not to want him to stop, I wanted to have more orgasms, but
suddenly a bit of rationality came over me, and I stopped him by saying: "There are condoms in my bedside drawer."
As soon as I finished speaking, I felt his penis throbbing and contracting. It seemed too late. I cried out and said: "No!"
He ejaculated inside me, thrusting faster and faster, then suddenly pulled out his penis, his first ejaculation spraying onto my chin
and neck. Then he rubbed his own penis with his hand, ejaculating all over my body.
He leaned over and kissed me. I kept hitting him, asking why he got it on me. He said, "I couldn't help it." I
kept hitting him and continuing to French kiss him.
Afterwards, he carried me to the bathroom in the room. We squeezed into the shower stall to shower. He stood behind me, letting
me shower first, then he touched me from behind. After I finished showering… I turned around, grabbed the showerhead, and sprayed water down his groin. Then
I reached out and gently squeezed and pushed his penis to wash it. After washing it clean, I was surprised to find that his penis was hard again. I took the opportunity to play
with his penis, then kissed him. After hanging up the showerhead, he licked and caressed me in the shower. His hard
penis remained pressed against my body, and he inserted his fingers into my vagina. I started moaning again,
wanting to be enjoyed by a man. My private parts were very wet from his touch. He hooked my left leg, then squatted down slightly,
sticking out his buttocks. He inserted his penis into my vagina again, then hooked my right leg with his other hand, leaning me against
the wall. I was now airborne, my arms wrapped around his neck. He immediately pressed me against the wall and
thrust in faster and faster. Practice makes perfect, and this time it was even more intense. His
hard relentlessly pounded against my vagina and uterus. I, so useless, hadn't been with a man in ages,
and I was already approaching orgasm again. I clung to him tightly, saying, "I'm about to orgasm,
don't stop!" He seemed to receive an instruction, thrusting into me even faster and harder. The entire shower room was filled not only with my
cries also with the sounds of flesh hitting flesh, especially loud and erotic due to the echo.
My body went limp, but he still didn't seem to want to ejaculate. He then carried me outside the shower,
sat me on the vanity, and immediately thrust his penis into me again, another rapid in-and-out motion. My whole world
seemed to consist only of this naked man. Let him play with me in this world. Then I pushed him away,
got up, knelt on the ground, and rubbed his penis. He said, "Oh my god, sis, you're so horny."
He already sensed my motive. Then I stuck out my tongue to lick his glans, and then sucked
his glans tightly with my lips. After a few times, I slowly took his penis into my mouth. For the part that couldn't be taken in,
I held it with my hand and rubbed his penis with my lips, sucking and spitting. He cooperated with me, swaying
his waist back and forth slightly, inserting his penis. I sucked faster and faster, and soon he gasped, "Sis, I'm going to cum."
At that moment, I sucked even harder on his penis, licking the glans and urethral opening with my tongue. In a few strokes, his semen
began to shoot into my mouth, wave after wave, his penis throbbing and contracting. As I sucked on his penis, his semen
dripped from the corners of my mouth. After his penis softened, I spat the semen in my mouth onto the sink
.
He immediately said, "I didn't expect you to be so lewd, sis."
I rinsed my mouth and said, "Ugh." "No , that's not true."
He said, "Married women are really different."
I said, "Really? I'm just getting started (haha)."
After washing and drying off, we both got into bed naked. He hugged me tightly and said, "I didn't expect to actually
do it with you , sis. Before, I was just thinking about it while masturbating."
I said, "You're so naughty."
He said, "I didn't expect you to seduce me."
I said, "You should have been seduced by me a long time ago, not just today." He said, "Yeah, but I didn't say anything.
Instead, Longji kept saying he wanted to sleep with you." I said, "Do you want to too?"
He said, "Of course I do, and... no." Thinking about how good it felt to do it, I said, "Why are you using
such vulgar words?" He said, "Then let's change them." I playfully said, "No need to change, I like it," and then reached out to
grasp his penis. Unexpectedly, it was already hard. I said coquettishly, "You're too vigorous, or am I just
too tempting?"
He said, "Of course it's because you're so tempting that I became vigorous."
I said, "You're so good at talking. Then let me experience just how vigorous you can be."
After that, I lay down on the bed and let Ah Chi continue to enjoy my body… After Mr.
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went to work, he took the child to school and returned to his 70-odd square meter home before 8 a.m., where
he would begin his usual solitary life.
He prepared a simple breakfast and, as usual, ate while browsing online news. After a while, a chat window popped up,
and he began chatting with netizens, enduring a considerable amount of obscene language—this was
typical of his life alone.
That day, he heard construction and workers making noise outside his room. He went inside and, through the silk curtains of the window with a view,
saw workers erecting scaffolding. It turned out the building was undergoing exterior renovations.
He carefully examined the window... The three workers outside, two around 30 years old and the other very young, probably in
his early 20s
, were, in general societal norms, from a social class somewhat distant from mine. Yet,
why these three shirtless workers so captivating, especially their strong, muscular bodies,
jiggling from the exertion of their work? It made my heart race, and I stared intently, my heart pounding
. One of the workers, around 30, had a dark, muscular chest and a
deeply defined six-pack. I could feel his masculine strength. I didn't know if they could
see inside through the silk curtain, but I was captivated by everything before me.
That day, I got home before eight o'clock and immediately pulled back the silk curtain. For some reason, my heart was pounding with
anticipation. I grabbed a handful of clothes and went to the guest room, then sat restlessly in the living room.
After a while, I heard expectant voices coming from outside the room. I peeked into the room and saw the three workers from yesterday.
I went into the guest room and picked out a set of black lace lingerie, a strapless bra and low-rise panties, and
put on A thin, silk nightgown with straps, its length reaching mid-thigh,
revealed glimpses of my underwear through its sheer fabric.
I casually entered the room, pretending to look for something, occasionally opening the wardrobe, sometimes crouching down
to pull out a drawer. Outside, only construction noise could be heard, but no voices. Though outwardly calm, my
inner turmoil was palpable.
Later, I brought my laptop into the room, sat at the vanity, and chatted with online friends. When I got tired, I lay down on the bed for a while
…
It was only past noon, and I seemed to be beginning to enjoy the thrill of being spied on, coupled with the passionate conversations with my online friends in the chat room…
The explicit, intimate conversation between the man and woman caused my no longer dry private parts to throb with waves of excitement.
At that moment, I looked out the window; the three men outside were still staring at me like hungry wolves. Neither of us wanted to avoid their
gaze. I gave them a seductive look, then looked away, reaching into my nightgown behind me
to unhook my bra. I then turned around, circling the room from the window towards the bathroom, tossing my bra onto the bed
with my back to them. Before entering the bathroom, I slipped my hands under my skirt, twisting my waist
to slowly pull my panties down from my hips, then hooked them onto the bed with my ankles. I glanced back out the window, seemingly casually,
before entering the bathroom. Inside, I removed my only nightgown, slightly ajar the door, tossed it onto the bed, and gave them a faint smile before closing the door. It wasn't so much a bath as it was a fantasy of their bodies satisfying my lust
in the bathroom , my private parts...
The waves of heat seemed to only slightly quell my desire.
A little while later, wrapped in a towel, I stepped out of the bathroom, continuing to enjoy the pleasure of being spied on.
That day, I was still wearing a low-cut nightgown, carrying three cold drinks to the window. I opened
the emergency exit , and besides a gentle greeting and offering them drinks, we chatted briefly, including some
physical interactions between men and women. This seemed to bring us closer.
By noon, only the burly worker remained outside the window. He was the most vulgar in our conversation. When it was just him and
me, he actually asked if my husband was away on a business trip. Apparently, he had come to my window the previous night and found me alone in the room.
That night, after the child fell asleep at 8:30, I returned to the room, took off my underwear and placed it on the windowsill. After
showering , I turned on the soft lighting, turned my back to the window, threw off my towel, and lay on the bed in only my underwear, half-covered by the
blanket, revealing my upper back and left thigh.
I didn't know if there was anyone outside the window... He was spying on me, but tonight I longed for his unreserved spying, even his unreserved
devotion. Lying on the bed, I listened intently to the escape window that hadn't been locked that afternoon, offering myself as bait
to be devoured by the hungry wolf.
In my half-asleep, half-awake state, the soft sound of the window opening startled me awake, but I controlled my nervous yet
expectant feelings, pretending to be asleep.
I didn't know who this man was, only that the blanket was gently lifted, revealing my entire back to him.
Then I began to feel his rough hands slowly caressing my back and legs, his grip tightening,
even touching my private parts through my underwear.
My moans seemed to encourage him; he immediately and roughly covered my mouth from behind, pulled down my
underwear, and then, after unzipping his pants, forcefully spread my legs, brutally possessing
my overflowing private parts with his hardness. At first, there was more pleasure than pain, then... My private parts were completely
at his mercy. He forcefully ejaculated his hot fluids into me again and again.
After several orgasms, I heard him filming me being violated. I wasn't angry; instead, I felt a surge of
lust .
I heard him put on his pants, and before leaving, he whispered in my ear, "Will your husband be back tomorrow?" I
slowly but clearly shook my head. He slapped my buttocks, called me a slut, and left through the window.
For the next two days, he blindfolded me, letting him use my
body with vulgar and obscene language to satisfy my lustful soul.
And I, who considered myself noble, was being played with so unreservedly by a lower-class worker, yet I felt such
pleasure, even anticipating the continued brutality.
Perhaps women sometimes yearn to be prey hunted by a brutal hunter, to become his rich and delicious feast when captured
, to satisfy the man's hungry, animalistic desires.

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