To live is to be a little unkempt, even if you're a worn-out shoe.

Bai Jie was the wife of our neighbor, Wang Erlengzi. She was in her thirties, though I wasn't sure of her exact age. Bai Jie, true to her name, was fair-skinned and very clean;
just looking at her delicate skin was enough to make one's mouth water. But Bai Jie wasn't entirely as her name suggested. It was said that her fair skin had been
touched by countless dirty hands.

There were hands from farmers, tricycle drivers, tractor drivers, butchers, tofu makers—all sorts of hands, but none like my long, slender, pen-holding hands, like
a woman's .

I hadn't been back to my hometown often for years, so I had no memory of Bai Jie, only knowing she was a woman from another village who had married into our family. That day, she came to my house
at noon and that's when I finally got a proper look at her.

That less than a minute of eye contact filled me with a shameful desire. My long, slender, pen-holding hands, like a woman's, were determined to grasp her firm breasts and
delve into her dark valley.

The rumors about Bai Jie, while perhaps not entirely true, weren't all baseless either. Making a move on her shouldn't be too difficult; after all, she had long,
slender hands that held a pen like a woman's, incomparable to those rough, dirty hands with blue veins and calluses.

Unfortunately, my time at home was running out. After gazing wistfully at her yard many times, I left.

What you can't have is always damn good. Bai Jie's tender flesh was constantly on my mind. I was surrounded by women—pretentious office ladies
, crazy college girls, and prostitutes of all kinds, some looking like little girls but acting like older sisters. How could Bai Jie,
a country woman, have captivated my soul?

My cousin's wedding presented my opportunity unexpectedly. On the way back home, I thought, getting a woman requires effort, hard work, or money. What would it be like with Bai
Jie ?

Summer is a good season. I can stand in the yard for a long time, separated by two red brick walls, waiting for Bai Jie to appear. I've become somewhat estranged from the people in my hometown, and
I'm too embarrassed to casually visit them. Waiting for her is my only option.

But when will the big white rabbit appear?

Anxiety easily makes one tired, and I was anxious. In less than an hour, I felt exhausted. It's not like I'm waiting for rice to be cooked, just eagerly anticipating a woman. I chuckled to myself, about to
turn and go back inside.

But then, damn it, the big white rabbit suddenly appeared. She pushed open the door and came out to hang the clothes to dry. As she straightened the clothes on the clothesline, she saw me. Seeing
me looking at her, she was first startled, then smiled. When

you have a guilty conscience, you get nervous. At a distance of more than twenty meters, just that one glance made my heart pound. If we were any closer,
she might have discovered the filthy desires in my heart.

In front of women, I've always been very composed. Today, my long, slender hand, as delicate as a woman's, was already sweating.
"Femme Fatale !" I cursed inwardly.

But my gaze was sharp, dimming the summer sun's blaze, as I stared intently at Big White Rabbit after a long trek.

When Big White Rabbit came out of the house again, she seemed to sense something. Her expression was somewhat unnatural, her posture somewhat unnatural. But clearly, she was being affected, somewhat
exaggerated. Her eyes, hesitant and evasive, seemed to be trying to hide something. I could almost smell the scent of her aroused hormones, in the air, in my senses!

To win a woman's heart, to give her a look that makes her feel proud, is essential! Even the ugliest woman has this need. As for men,
it doesn't matter, no need to be stingy!

Things progressed much more simply than expected. "I don't refuse you, why should you seduce me!" "Slut!" The word involuntarily popped into my mind.

Whenever things reach the point of illicit relations, regardless of gender, there's usually a premonition. This feeling might be irrational, but it was undeniably certain.

I had this unwavering feeling that getting my hands on White Rabbit was just a matter of time, a matter of timing. Who would bring forward that time? Who would create the opportunity? I'm
a man, a real man, of course it would be me, without hesitation!

Was Wang Erlengzi home? What excuse could I use to go over? I pondered this in my mind. I'm not a quick-witted person; my brain, soaked in alcohol for years,
has become dull. Everything requires slow and careful planning.

I went back inside, hoping to see something in the house that might give me some inspiration, but no! I closed my eyes and meditated, but all I could see in my mind was
the image of my slender, woman-like hand holding a pen gliding over the tender flesh of White Rabbit. Foolish! Don't fantasize about the future. Just

as I was hating myself for joining the ranks of the drunkard, someone knocked on the door—the front door. The gate to the yard was open; no need to knock!

At the same time, a woman's voice rang out. In the heat of desire, that voice sounded especially sweet.

"Who is it?" I pushed open the door.

It was White Rabbit! I felt a sense of unreality and stood there, stunned.

I felt guilty, and she seemed to feel guilty too. She blushed before she even spoke, and stammered,

"Are you home alone? I have a few clothes covered in oil, the washing machine can't get them clean, and I can't find my washboard. Can I borrow yours for a bit?"

It's common for neighbors to borrow things in emergencies. But my brain was still racing. Was it really borrowing something? Or just an excuse?

But the soft flesh of the white rabbit was making me dizzy; I couldn't concentrate. Up close, the white rabbit's allure was even greater.

I stammered too. "Yes, I'm alone. You see, I don't come here often. I don't even know where everything is in this house. Let me see if I
can find it."

I had to look away from the white rabbit, or I'd lose my composure. I searched high and low, but couldn't find the washboard. I looked awkwardly at Big White Rabbit, who was still standing
outside, and quickly said, "It's hot outside, don't stand there, come inside."

Big White Rabbit laughed, came inside, and said, "Look at you, so clumsy even when you're looking for something, you don't look like you're capable of any kind of work."

I laughed too, saying, "I'm the kind of person who could starve even if my wife hung a pancake around my neck."

Big White Rabbit laughed loudly, revealing her pearly white teeth, as bright as a real rabbit's.

"You're quite funny!" she said, then added, "You need to be lazy, what can I do? You're the kind of people who can make money with your brains!"

As she spoke, I continued searching for the washboard, searching high and low, but still couldn't find it. I wasn't in a hurry to find it.

My emotions had calmed down somewhat, and even while searching for the washboard, I greedily stole glances at Big White Rabbit. She wore a loose, light pink tank top and dark black tight shorts.
Her tender flesh, mercilessly tanned by the summer sun, looked even healthier and more toned. However, glimpses of her former dazzling whiteness could still be seen from the edges of her clothes.

"You can't have everything. If you don't move around, your body will go to waste. Look at you, a woman, you look more robust than me." These words made Big White Rabbit glance at
her own body.

Perhaps she sensed some signal from my words; she seemed somewhat agitated. She steered the conversation away, but seemed to be deliberately moving in a certain direction.

"I can't compare to you city people. Look how fair-skinned you city people are."

Damn it, city people aren't all dark-skinned and slender! She was clearly showing off.

I kept looking for a washboard, searching high and low, but I couldn't find it. Even when I did find it, I pretended not to see it!

"If we're talking about fair skin, city people can't compare to you!"

My praise made Big White Rabbit, outwardly humble but inwardly proud, strike a few poses before saying, "And you're right, look at my hands, they're not even as delicate and powdery as yours,
a man's hands!"

Big White Rabbit actually held out her hand to compare with mine. It seems my long, slender, pen-holding hands, like a woman's, have finally come in handy! We've reached
the point of no return, who's going to poke the trigger? My slowness earlier allowed Big White Rabbit to offer herself up, and if I hesitate now, I'm not a real man!

I also brought my hand and arm next to Big White Rabbit's. She extended her right hand, and I extended my right hand too. I'm left-handed, and I should have extended
my left hand . But I extended my right hand, so my chest had to be close to her back. My mouth was right next to her head; I could smell her womanly scent. My
breath stimulated her ears and brain.

First, I compared our hands, then I stroked the back of her hand. I said softly and seductively, "It looks a bit rough, but it feels so soft. No man could have hands like this."

Big White Rabbit didn't shy away from my approach, nor did she resist my long, woman-like hand. Clearly, her heart was given, and her lust was aroused! The peach was ripe!

I held Big White Rabbit's right hand with my right, tied her waist with my left, pressed my crotch against her buttocks, lowered my head slightly, and rubbed my mouth against her earlobe and cheek. Big White Rabbit unconsciously
let out a soft moan, and her left hand pressed down on mine.

A pair of adulterous lovers, striking a graceful pose of natural, passionate love. The world is so despicable; why pretend?

Our hearts were still somewhat distant; we didn't know what to say to each other! But the body craved familiarity. I slipped inside her clothes, and she dug into my flesh. Actions spoke louder than
words .

During our tryst, I didn't forget to close and close the door. We dragged each other all the way to the kang (heated brick bed) in the main room, already naked. This "journey" didn't last long, only a dozen seconds,
showing my excitement and her passion.

The first time, it should be quick and decisive; her tender flesh could be appreciated and savored later. Even the most worn-out shoes have the restraint of a respectable woman. She lay on her back with her eyes closed, panting.

But her entrance was wide open, waiting for me to enter. I didn't even get on the kang. I pulled her legs up, dragged them to the edge of the kang, and pushed them up into an "admiration" (m)
shape. Her vulva was wet, and my penis was rock hard; foreplay was unnecessary.

I pushed in with my hips, my penis thrusting in. Her brow furrowed, she hummed, tilted her chin back, thrust her breasts forward, and her vagina tightened. The auditory, visual, and tactile
sensations were truly perfect.

Standing on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), I was bold and imposing, a far
cry . Big White Rabbit gradually relaxed, her moans rising in waves.

The area was lush and verdant, a veritable swamp. Her pubic hair, and my own, were all in clumps.

After hundreds of thrusts, I noticed her clitoris was erect, moist and pink, and I couldn't resist pressing it with my thumb, moving it back and forth.

Big White Rabbit screamed, howling, then her eyes rolled back, her tense body going limp.

I knew she was having an orgasm, but I still kept going. I kneaded her breasts, soft yet elastic, and kneaded them hard. I pinched her buttocks, the firm flesh, and
pinched them hard.

I sweated, and she sweated too.

We changed positions, I pulled her down to the ground, pressed her against the edge of the kang, and penetrated her from behind. I was so excited that I knew my face would be contorted during my climax, and I didn't want her to see it. It wasn't that
I felt crude; I just didn't want her to be too proud, after all, she was a used woman!

I especially love looking at women's butts, and in this position, I'd be exhausted in no time. Pressed tightly against Big White Rabbit's butt, my penis was shooting like crazy inside her vagina, leaving me with a sore back and numb
legs!

The climax was just the end of a illicit affair! Afterwards, Big White Rabbit didn't ask anything of me and happily ran home! The washboard? I couldn't find it, so of course she
didn't take it. Even if she had found it, would she have taken it?

I have a question: what did Big White Rabbit want? Was it really just my long, slender, pen-holding hands that I liked?

A used woman! Sometimes it's quite touching.

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Continued:

Wang Erlengzi's father had a tumor in his head. It was called an adenoma, and it was benign. Benign tumors are generally treatable and don't kill people. But if it grows too big and crowds the brain
tissue , it can be fatal. Even if it doesn't kill you from the pressure, it'll still hurt terribly.

So when the tumor in Wang Erlengzi's father's head grew to about three centimeters in diameter, he started feeling it. The pain was so intense that he was delirious and didn't even recognize Wang Erlengzi anymore
.

They went to the county hospital first, where they could diagnose the illness, but couldn't cure it. Whether it was the advanced stage of the disease or the low skill level of the doctors, they eventually had to go to
a large hospital in the provincial capital.

Wang Erlengzi wasn't too naive; before coming to the provincial capital, he asked my family for my phone number. He knew I knew some people in the hospital.

You can't forget your roots. If people from my hometown ask me for a favor, even if I'm not entirely willing, I'll help if I can.

Things like medical treatment happen a few times every year. I usually don't need to handle it myself; a few phone calls are enough.

But this time, receiving a call from Wang Erlengzi immediately excited me.

I couldn't help but think of his wife, Bai Jie, the woman secretly called a "loose shoe" by the people back home, the woman I had a one-night stand with and hadn't seen for almost a year.

Wang Erlengzi rattled off on the phone for several minutes, but all I heard was that his father had a tumor in his head and needed my help with treatment. My mind was filled with images of his wife,
Bai Jie's, white, tender flesh.

"Who came with you?"

Thinking of Bai Jie, a question with a hidden meaning slipped out.

"Just me and my wife."

Sure enough, Bai Jie had come too. My genitals suddenly spasmed, all the way to my anal sphincter.

"This is a neurosurgery case, and the Third Hospital is the best for it. Call me when you're almost there, and I'll come over and find a senior professor to examine your father carefully."

"Thank you so much, I don't know what to say. By the way, how do I get to the Third Hospital?"

"Ask someone nearby."

I was in no mood to give Wang Erlengzi directions. I hung up. I knew Bai Jie was right next to Wang Erlengzi, listening to our conversation. But
what was that big white rabbit really thinking? When

XX

and Wang Erlengzi met at the entrance of the Third Hospital, I had already arranged everything. During the pleasantries, I took several moments when Wang Erlengzi's gaze lingered, and
bluntly gave his wife, Bai Jie, a full-body scan.

Bai Jie was very uncomfortable under my stare, her eyes darting back and forth.

People from my hometown just say "sour grapes." How could a woman who's been called a "loose woman" possibly give me that look?

"Brother, this is my wife. You don't go back often, so you probably don't recognize her!"

Wang Erlengzi introduced Bai Jie to me. Damn, did he see through my act? I should be careful.

"Of course I recognize her. We live in the front and back yards, I see her every time I go back. Last year, she even came to my house to borrow a washboard, just when I was home."

"Ah, brother, you know her." Wang Erlengzi turned to Bai Jie and said, "Look at you, you don't even say a word to your brother, where did all your usual chatter go!" He

really doesn't know how to treat a woman. Even if his wife isn't a slut, he'll force her to be one. I sighed inwardly.

Then I felt relieved. If Wang Erlengzi weren't such a jerk, his wife Bai Jie wouldn't have seduced me.

"Brother—" Bai Jie's pretty face turned red, she bit her lower lip a few times, and squeezed out a single word.

I nodded slightly, showing shameless composure.

"Let's see the doctor first, there's plenty of time to chat."

××

The tumor in Wang Erlengzi's father's head was just a common minor illness at the Third Hospital. The old professor I consulted told me that I didn't need craniotomy; he could
just go through , do some light therapy, and it would be done in minutes.

But Wang Erlengzi, oblivious to the danger, asked, "Is there any risk?"

The old professor looked at me incredulously, as if to say, "Why don't you trust me?"

I forced a bitter smile.

The old professor then turned to Wang Erlengzi and asked, "Is there any danger if I don't treat him?"

In front of Bai Jie, I could only inwardly scoff at her husband.

When the topic of treatment costs came up, my head was spinning after hearing the old professor's explanation. You can imagine Wang Erlengzi's state of mind.

"My family is from the countryside, so it's not that we can't afford 40,000 or 50,000 yuan. It's just that once the old man's illness is cured, we won't be able to afford other things."

"Do you need to say that? I'll try to save as much as possible, but it's expensive here, you know that."

"I know, I know, but you can't save much, can you?"

"Why don't you ask Director Wang? His hospital recently acquired a lot of equipment. If they have the surgical facilities, I'll have the surgery done there. I
can ; you can discuss the other costs with Director Wang. You're brothers, no need to beat around the bush."

I didn't know if my friend's private hospital could perform this kind of surgery, but the old professor pointed me in the right direction. I called my friend, and he clearly
said they could do it. When I asked about the cost, he said, "Are you from your hometown again? Can't you introduce someone with money?"

I blushed, pretended not to hear, and hung up after a few "hellos." I'm always troubling this friend who owns a hospital; I'm doing him a favor.

××

My friend's hospital is family-run. I know all his family members, so I skipped the basic medical procedures and
went straight to Wang Erlengzi's father's hospital bed—a high-class one at that.

I did this partly out of consideration for the villagers, and partly out of consideration for Bai Jie. A man isn't
a man . I couldn't resist.

Wang Erlengzi went to make up for the skipped procedures, while his father lay on the bed with his eyes closed, only groaning. I could now freely admire Bai Jie.

From last summer to this spring, Bai Jie's only change was in her clothing; she was still so white, dazzlingly white.

I reached out my hand—a slender hand that held a pen, delicate and smooth like a woman's. Bai Jie's eyes also became fiery. She came over, placed her hand in mine, and let me gently
hold it. This was the style of a "broken shoe."

After a winter of care, Bai Jie's hands were no longer rough like a man's. They felt soft to the touch, and my heart couldn't help but tremble.

"You didn't come home until last year's New Year."

A soft voice, a woman's resentment! It was heartbreaking to see, and thrilling to hear.

"Let them spend the Spring Festival in the city so they can spend more time together." I paused, then continued, "I've actually been wanting to contact you, but I don't have your
number, and I'm afraid to ask anyone else."

Bai Jie pulled me to the door and suddenly wrapped her arms around my waist. The bathroom conveniently blocked Wang Erlengzi's father's view from the hospital bed; she was quite observant.

But it was still too dangerous. I pointed to the door, indicating that someone might suddenly come in. Bai Jie quickly released me, sticking out her tongue like an innocent little
girl .

I suddenly kissed Bai Jie on the cheek. Not to comfort her, but because I was very excited.

But I had to restrain myself. Wang Erlengzi's father was lying in the hospital bed; any illicit behavior between Bai Jie and me would be inhumane.

××

I endured it for a whole day.

Until the next morning, Wang Erlengzi's father went into the operating room.

Wang Erlengzi was a filial son, anxiously waiting outside the operating room. But while he was being a filial son, I was the one who cuckolded him.

I looked at him with a pitying gaze he couldn't understand and said, "It'll take quite a while from anesthesia to the end of the surgery. I'm going to find a place to have a smoke."

His dad isn't my dad. The only reason I came to keep him company was to find an opportunity to get intimate with Bai Jie.

"Brother, you don't need to stay. Go about your business. I'll call you if anything comes up."

I should get back to my business. I walked upstairs, glancing at Bai Jie.

His dad isn't her dad either. I heard Bai Jie say, "My stomach feels uncomfortable, I'm going to the bathroom."

So, I walked ahead, and Bai Jie followed behind, looking perfectly natural. At the stairs, Bai Jie caught up.

"How long will the surgery take?"

"At least half an hour."

"Let's go to the ward."

"Okay."

Bai Jie walked past me, her steps hurried and quick. I knew time was of the essence, so I quickened my pace as well. The operating room was on the second floor, and the ward was on the fourth. Entering the ward,
I was already panting.

Bai Jie leaned against the door waiting for me, also panting. I believed it wasn't just exhaustion, but also excitement. Because so was I.

I closed the ward door. No, the door had a glass window, completely transparent. I had to go to the bathroom.

"Last year was so rushed, and today it's the same,"

I said with a hint of regret. Although this tense situation was exciting, I still felt it would be better to take my time and enjoy it slowly.

"Who told you to stay away from home for so long? If his father hadn't gotten sick, this probably wouldn't have happened in this lifetime,"

Bai Jie said, unbuttoning my pants. I also tried to take off Bai Jie's clothes. Our four hands were intertwined, a bit chaotic, and after a while, we hadn't made much progress.

"Let's do it ourselves," I suggested, as time was precious and romance was out of the question.

Immediately, things progressed rapidly. In a few seconds, she had pulled her clothes up to the top and bottom, exposing her crotch. My penis was shamelessly almost touching her white
belly.

"How do we do it standing up?" Bai Jie didn't even know how to do it standing up; I once again questioned her reputation as a slut.

"From behind!" I didn't have time to be surprised. I twisted Bai Jie's body and pressed down on her back. Bai Jie immediately understood and held onto the toilet seat with both hands, turning her back to the toilet.
Her large, white buttocks were up to me.

Actually, Bai Jie's buttocks were quite standard and beautiful, but they were so white that they were dazzling and made them appear large. I held her buttocks like a driver firmly gripping
the steering wheel. My penis didn't need any support; it was already erect and angled upwards. With a slight thrust, I inserted it into her body through her buttocks.

It was slippery and smooth all the way in. Her vagina was full of vaginal fluid, completely enveloping my penis. Bai Jie groaned, and her buttocks even moved back, hoping I would go in
more.

However, I was very careful—I was only fifteen centimeters long.

I fixed her buttocks in position and used the most effortless and comfortable force and frequency to thrust in and out. After only a few dozen strokes, her vaginal fluid had soaked my pubic hair.

Bai Jie was enjoying it and became obedient, her buttocks carefully sticking out, waiting for my thrusts. The moans from her mouth grew louder and louder. This was not a good thing; it
would be terrible if the people in the corridor heard us.

"Take it easy," I warned.

"Mmm... mmm..."

The volume couldn't be lowered. Just like my force. I had no choice but to talk to Bai Jie, hoping to distract her and make her forget to scream.

"There's so much water inside, when did it start?"

"It started yesterday."

Her answer was so honest, it sounded terrifying.

"Doesn't Er Lengzi sleep with you at home? Why do you think of me like this?" I needed to confirm whether she was holding back or just being horny!

"I miss you, I miss you whenever I see you, I thought about you all night last night."

Such sweet words deserve a reward. I didn't care if anyone else heard or not, as long as Wang Er Lengzi couldn't hear. I started thrusting wildly. Her white buttocks
were like white waves, one wave after another.

"Mmm... ah... you're too hard... ah... you don't let me scream... I can't hold back..."

"Scream, scream all you want."

My penis was throbbing with fervor, and my head was throbbing with fervor too.

"Ah... then you thrust harder... I... ah..."

Bai Jie actually orgasmed within minutes. She screamed as if crying, and her hand accidentally pressed the flush button.

The toilet immediately started flushing, reminding me of the wetness inside her.

Bai Jie could barely stand. I paused, helped her straighten up, and pressed her against the wall. I slipped my hand under her clothes and began kneading her breasts.
Soft yet firm, they felt wonderful.

Bai Jie was on the verge of collapse. But I didn't have time to catch my breath.

I held Bai Jie tightly from behind and continued to thrust into her. In a moment of hazy clarity, I ejaculated inside her.

××

"Hey, did you fall into the toilet? My dad's about to come out, why aren't you back yet?"

"I have diarrhea. Okay, I'm coming down."

Bai Jie hadn't even pulled up her pants when she lied to Er Lengzi on the phone, and my hand was still kneading her buttocks. After hanging up the phone, I poked her anus with
my finger and said, "Using that to lie, you should be punished next time."

Bai Jie hugged me, asking curiously, "You can play with an anus?"

"Of course, it's so much fun!"

I answered truthfully, but I didn't explain who found it fun. Bai Jie, a slut, doesn't even understand anal sex; I really can't connect those two words.

But looking at the happy way Bai Jie pulled up her pants, she definitely has the potential to be a slut. [The End]

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