Mermaid

In the middle of the night, Edison sat in front of the aquarium, watching the goldfish wriggle and swim around. He thought their movements resembled the swaying gait of a woman. As he was thinking this, something strange happened.

Edison hadn't really been interested in fish; he'd only gotten one because he'd heard that keeping a tank of goldfish could help with domestic unrest. Keeping goldfish was convenient these days; there were all sorts of scientific filters and air pumps, and he didn't have to do anything himself. He just paid the aquarium to provide a set, and all he had to do was feed them regularly. If he didn't want to buy fresh fish, he could feed them dry food.

His so-called domestic unrest stemmed from his wife's frequent absences. She went out to play cards almost every day, and naturally, she was rarely home, as women always spend long hours playing cards. When she returned, she was so exhausted she was practically dead asleep. Edison had argued fiercely with her about this. But she didn't change, making every day at home unbearable. When she wasn't home, Edison was lonely, and when she returned, there were only arguments. This kind of life was truly unbearable.

Edison didn't want a divorce because she wasn't having an affair; she was just addicted to gambling. He still had deep feelings for her, and he believed that if he could change her bad habit, they could live happily together.

So, although he didn't believe in feng shui, he wanted to try it, and bought a tank of goldfish. He didn't particularly like the black ones; he'd never liked black, but he'd heard that there had to be both red and black.

He watched the golden-red goldfish swim gracefully past him, imagining her as a beautiful, elegant woman. Just then, he vaguely saw some movement behind him in the reflection of the glass. It was a woman lying on his bed. He was startled and quickly turned around to look. But there was no one on the bed. He guessed it was just his imagination, although the illusion was quite vivid, it wasn't reality after all.

The red goldfish circled once and returned to him, its mouth opening and closing. Suddenly, the goldfish's image gradually faded. Not only did the color fade, but the entire fish gradually faded, as if it had become transparent. He quickly rubbed his eyes to drive away the illusion, but he couldn't, and after rubbing his eyes, the red goldfish completely disappeared. He quickly counted them. Perhaps it swam somewhere else! But no matter how many times he counted, one was missing. There were originally four, but now only three remained, clearly visible. He couldn't help but break out in a sweat. Why was this happening? Just then, he heard a sweet woman's voice behind him say, "I'm here!"

He quickly turned around, and this time he saw that there really was a woman on the bed. A very beautiful woman, she was draped in a light gauze, a golden-red gauze, the same color as the goldfish, but it was a person. He could tell she was human, because beneath the sheer fabric were no other clothes, only full breasts, a slender waist, and dark pubic hair…

She smiled at him and said, “Weren’t you looking for me?”

Edison looked closely at the woman’s alluring body, which was partially concealed. He couldn’t help but feel excited, but on the other hand, he also felt a little terrified.

She smiled and said, “Are you afraid of me?”

Edison asked, “Who are you?”

“I am the Mermaid,” she said. “Come here, I can comfort you!”

The Mermaid stretched out her arms, her skin as white as snow, very tempting.

“But, are you even human?” Edison asked.

“Whether I’m human or not doesn’t matter!” she said. “Don’t you like me? My life is short, and I need to enjoy myself before I die!”

“I…” Edison couldn’t utter a complete sentence.

The Mermaid laughed and said, “You must be afraid of your beautiful wife, but you also want it!”

The Mermaid hit the nail on the head. Edison did want it. He hadn’t done it in a long time. His wife was often away from home. When she returned, he would make advances, but she would say she was too tired and often refused, making it a rare occurrence. This was why they often argued. They had only been married for two years, and Edison was puzzled as to why things had come to this.

The mermaid said, "Do you want to know what's wrong with your marriage? Let me teach you!"

"I...I can't!" Edison still tried his best to control himself.

"Don't worry! I'm not human," the mermaid said. "Even if you're with me, it doesn't count as finding another woman!"

"But...you should go back to the water!" Edison said.

"Why did you buy me back?" the mermaid said. "Isn't it just to reconcile our marriage? It's what I should do. But you won't let me do it!"

"That's not a good solution!" Edison said. "What good will it do if I sleep with another woman?"

The mermaid said, "Don't you want to reconcile with your wife and keep her at home? If you really want that, then come over bravely!"

"But what good will that do?" Edison asked.

The mermaid smiled and said, "You're a good man. You want to be good to your wife, even though another woman is offered to you, and she won't know, you still refuse her. But have you considered that it's not just one person who's wrong? Everyone is wrong! Do you want to know what you've done wrong?"

"What have I done wrong?" Edison asked.

"You have to come to me before I can tell you," she said. "You won't understand unless you experience it yourself!"

She removed the light gold and red gauze from her body, letting it flutter to the ground, and her jade-like body lay sprawled on Edison's bed. Edison had never seen such a beautiful body. His wife was beautiful, but she paled in comparison. However, he had feelings for his wife, while the beauty before him was a complete stranger.

At that moment, his clothes fell to the ground, and he was now naked. The mermaid pointed at him and laughed, "Look, your body is no longer under your control!"

The man was aroused; without clothes, he had nowhere to hide. His erection was different from usual, uncontrollable and impossible to conceal.

She slightly parted her alluring legs and said, "Come on! Let me teach you how to treat your wife!"

Edison could no longer resist, although his heart still said no! His body wouldn't obey. His desire for the beauty before him turned into a fire, making his penis in his lower abdomen even more erect and swollen. He walked to the bedside, rolled over, embraced the mermaid, spread her legs wider, guided his penis with his hand, found that alluring entrance, and immediately thrust it in.

The mermaid frowned and said, "Don't be so reckless, slow down!"

Edison chuckled smugly, "Am I amazing? Big and strong, aren't I?"

He felt this was a chance to show off his prowess; beauties love heroes, how could he show weakness at this moment? The mermaid cried out, "Ah!" as Edison thrust in all the way.

He sensed a great difference between the mermaid and his wife; perhaps all women are different. The mermaid's vagina was very slippery, and he succeeded easily, while his wife was more troublesome because she was too dry, usually not so smooth. Now that he had successfully penetrated, Edison naturally wanted to launch a full-scale attack.

"Uh…" The mermaid frowned, grabbing his shoulders, telling him not to move so fast, but he insisted on moving even faster. He thought conquering a woman was a very exhilarating thing; he was now going to do everything in his power to conquer her until she begged for mercy.

Edison, wielding his fiery, hard penis, thrust roughly in and out, then freed his hands to knead the mermaid's full, smooth breasts. "Ah...ah...um...ah...ah...ah...ah..." The mermaid finally moaned as well, and joined in. Their coordination was perfect; Edison was like a sprinter, running straight to the finish line. The ecstatic moment arrived, and the pent-up passion surged forth. Then he went limp and stopped, only panting heavily.

The mermaid held him tightly, letting out a long sigh before relaxing.

Edison asked, "Do you think I did a good job?"

The mermaid opened her eyes and smiled faintly, "Do you think you did a good job?"

Edison wasn't entirely satisfied with her answer. His wife's answers always pleased him. She always said he did a good job. So he said, "I've been holding back for so long, otherwise I could have lasted even longer!"

He guessed she felt it wasn't long enough, so he added, "After a short rest, I can go again, and this time I can last much longer!"

"Oh no!" the mermaid shook her head and said, "One more time, and I can't take it!"

Edison thought to himself that she was actually quite satisfied, she just wouldn't admit it. Edison rested beside her for a while, and then began to sober up. He now realized that he had been blinded by lust and hadn't been rational. He hadn't thought clearly about what she really was. So he asked again, "What exactly are you?"

"Didn't I already tell you?" the mermaid said, "I'm just a fairy descended to earth. I'm here to help you; you invited me here yourself!" Edison

said, "So does that mean everyone can keep a tank of goldfish?"

"That's a matter of fate," the mermaid said, "Not everyone has that kind of fate."

"You said you'd tell me what I did wrong?" Edison said, "What did I do wrong? Didn't I do a good job?"

The mermaid sighed and said, "You're not a bad person; you're just too subjective. You think you're always right. You're not humbly asking me to point out your mistakes; you're convinced you're not wrong!"

"I did do a good job," Edison said, "Aren't you satisfied? You don't even want a second time!"

"I'm not arguing with you anymore; I'm leaving." As the mermaid spoke, her body quickly changed, shrinking smaller and smaller, and her appearance changed as well. In the blink of an eye, she turned back into a goldfish, struggling and jumping on the bed.

Edison hurriedly picked up "her" and awkwardly carried her back to the aquarium. It was just an instinctive reaction. Although the goldfish hadn't been cheap, that wasn't what he was thinking about; he just felt bad about letting "her" die like that. He put the fish into the water, but a suction force pulled him in as well. He screamed in terror, but couldn't resist, and in the blink of an eye, he was in the water.

The mermaid who had turned back into a goldfish swam around him, and he heard "her" say to him, "You have many good points, a little kindness is a good point, you're just too ignorant! Stay here and see the world clearly!"

"No! I can't!" Edison cried out. At that moment, he looked out of the tank and saw a mirror reflecting the aquarium. He saw that there was an extra black goldfish in the tank; there were originally four black goldfish, now there were five, one of which was swimming anxiously back and forth against the glass, as if it was eager to get out.

"What are you worried about?" she said. "Didn't you go back?"

He looked back at the outside of the tank and saw himself lying on the bed, reading the newspaper. But how could he see himself outside from inside the aquarium? He counted; there were only three black goldfish left in the aquarium, making four including himself.

He shouted, "You brought me in! You replaced me with a black goldfish!"

"You're quite clever," the mermaid laughed again, "but too stubborn!"

"You're a monster!" Edison cried, "I've fallen for your trick! I'll kill you!"

He swam to the mermaid's side and attacked her. But it was no use. Goldfish are fish that can't attack. He could only bump into her. Edison was extremely anxious and didn't know what to do. The mermaid said, "Don't worry, staying in here for a while will be good for you!"

Edison absolutely didn't want to spend any time in the fish tank, but it seemed he had no choice. He couldn't get out on his own, and the mermaid wouldn't help him.

"Calm down!" the mermaid said. But Edison couldn't calm down. He looked at his stand-in lying on the bed, and his heart was filled with anxiety. What if his wife came back?

As he was thinking this, his wife returned. He saw her step into the room. To his delight, she went straight to the aquarium to look at him. Edison hurriedly shouted anxiously, "Help me! Help me out! The one on the bed is fake! Don't be fooled!"

But his wife wasn't there to save him. He heard her say, "What's wrong with that black one? It seems to be spinning around frantically, so urgently!"

"Wife, it's me!" Edison called out. But she obviously couldn't hear him. Only he could hear her, and he saw the stand-in on the bed. The stand-in said, "Maybe it hasn't gotten used to the environment yet. In a shop, the lights wouldn't be on in the middle of the night!"

"Maybe so!" his wife said. She turned and started taking off her clothes, ignoring Edison's shouts.

The stand-in smiled and asked, "How's your luck tonight?"

She glanced at him, seemingly surprised. She said, "I'm always a big loser!"

The stand-in said, "Luck is sometimes good, sometimes bad. Take a hot bath and get a good night's sleep! You must be exhausted!"

She glanced at him again, this time genuinely surprised. Edison in the fish tank, of course, understood why she was surprised, because the real Edison would never say such things; he would only argue with her. Couldn't she tell? This person is fake! The real Edison would never say such things! Unfortunately, although she felt something was off about what she heard, she didn't take it to heart. She probably thought he was in a good mood today and wouldn't suspect anything.

That bastard, impersonating him, seducing his wife. He really has tricks up his sleeve, very good with words, making her feel sweet inside. Edison struggled and screamed desperately, trying to get out of the glass, but to no avail.

His wife had taken her bathrobe to the bathroom. He turned to look for the mermaid, but this time she was nowhere to be found. There were four red goldfish, each looking almost identical; he couldn't tell which one was the real one, and none of them paid him any attention.

Edison was frantic. If he could get out, he would chop that stand-in into mincemeat. But he could only think about it; he couldn't actually do it.

A little while later, his wife returned to the room. She had already showered and was wearing a thin bathrobe, her sweet, mature body exuding allure beneath. She always went to bed like this. No bra underneath, just a pair of panties highlighting her shapely, full buttocks, her two large, white breasts swaying with her movements—only the word "seductive" could describe it. Couldn't things be different tonight? The man in bed was fake! But how could she tell? She was already lying in bed.

The body double reached out and gently stroked her hair. She said, "Don't bother me! I'm so tired tonight!"

The body double said, "I know, are your shoulders a little weak? That's normal after playing cards for a long time. Let me massage them for you! It might make you feel better."

She looked at him with surprise, wondering why he was being so nice to her.

"Come on!" the body double said, "Lie down!"

He helped her turn over, making her lie face down on the bed, and then he used both hands to knead her neck and shoulders!

Goodness! Edison thought to himself: This guy's got some skills! He seduced his wife! She initially refused, but then she took advantage, step by step, it was definitely going to be difficult! But what could he do?

At this moment, she sighed and said, "Wow! That feels so good!"

While Edison was shouting and roaring in the fish tank, the body double was gently and carefully serving his sexy and beautiful wife. Later, the body double said, "Take off your robe, it'll be easier to work with that way!"

She agreed. She sat up, and he helped her take off her robe. She lay face down again. This time she was only wearing underwear. The body double was really patient, serving her like this for a long time. Later she said, "Honey, you're tired too, let's stop massaging!"

The stand-in said, "It's okay, I'm strong enough!"

She said, "I'm not tired anymore!"

He stopped, but lowered his head and gently kissed her shoulder.

She giggled and said, "No! It tickles!"

But she wasn't really resisting; she just let him kiss her. He held her and kissed her gently, covering a wide area, and even lightly caressed the parts his lips couldn't reach! He kissed her ears and neck, a gentle touch she had never experienced before. She had never imagined that the lighter the touch, the more sensitive it was, and that a kiss didn't necessarily have to be on the lips.

How despicable! But Edison couldn't deny that this guy was indeed very skilled! Later he said, "Turn your body around!"

She obediently turned around, closed her eyes, and lay on her back. He kissed her front, very lightly, while his hands gently caressed her high breasts. As his hands gently caressed her nipples, Edison cried out again, "No!"

But his wife comfortably allowed the body double to fondle and knead her breasts. She let out a soft moan and parted her two fair, delicate thighs slightly.

Edison wanted to kick the glass, but he had no feet; he had become a fish! How tragic! Was he destined to be trapped here for the rest of his life, watching that bastard enjoy his wife? And he wouldn't be able to watch for long, because goldfish don't live that long.

After a while, the body double started to remove her panties. She didn't object; instead, she slightly raised her buttocks, making it easier for him to strip her naked.

It's over! It's over! Everything is over! Now that she's off, that bastard only needs to lie down and he can display his prowess on her. But the bastard wasn't in a hurry; his hands continued to gently caress the untouched areas. Edison's wife seemed to be enjoying it immensely; you could tell by how wide she spread her legs, her body writhing and moaning softly.

That bastard! He's got some tricks up his sleeve! Using such methods to coax her makes it even harder for her to realize he's a fake. Edison was helpless against this reality. The double whispered in his wife's ear, which Edison could hear. The double said, "How do you feel?" "

Very comfortable!" his wife moaned, "And I'm already very wet."

The double touched her vulva and said, "Yes! Very wet!"

He continued, causing her body to writhe. Later, thinking he had done enough, he paused and took off his own pajamas. Edison saw that the double's penis was exactly the same as his own. Of course, he had simply switched places with him; the body was originally his own.

Now the body double is human; he can do whatever he wants to Edison's wife, while Edison is reduced to a black goldfish, trapped in a glass tank, waiting to be eaten and die—utterly boring.

Edison watched the body double mount him. His wife, for the first time, showed great welcome, unlike her usual resistance, and didn't tell him to slow down. Edison watched as the body double thrust forward, inserting his thick, hard penis into her body. That's it, it's over! Edison's wife was already being violated, and Edison was powerless to stop it.

He saw that the body double was just like himself, full of virility, but his wife had never shown such enthusiasm before. He could see her moving towards the penis, her excited moans and cries incessant, and he saw the milky white foam created when the movements became more intense.

With the body double's measured thrusts, the woman reached an orgasm. The man still hadn't given up. After resting for a while, the stand-in started again. His wife raised her legs high, gradually becoming wilder, moaning and turning her hips even more violently. The woman moved more and more wantonly, her pink cheeks flushed, her expression wanton, crying out as if possessed, "Ugh... Ah!... God... Mom... It's so beautiful... Good... Husband... So comfortable... Ah... Hmm... So good... Tonight I'm so happy... Ah!!..." The stand-in paused when the woman reached her climax, waiting for her to calm down before continuing. Edison's wife reached climax again and again; she had never felt so good before. This time, she had experienced true pleasure.

A lot of vaginal fluid gushed from Edison's wife's wetness, and she began to shake all over. He increased his speed, thrusting firmly into her core again and again, this time reaching the very end. As he ejaculated, Edison's wife cried out loudly. After that, they quieted down and naturally separated. Edison saw his wife's vagina overflowing with vaginal fluid. She said softly, "If you could treat me like this all the time, I wouldn't need to go out to gamble anymore!"

The stand-in said, "I will in the future!"

In the future! In the future, would he just take over and dominate like this? And Edison was only meant to watch? Edison was furious and slammed his fist against the glass. Suddenly, he felt a blur and lost consciousness.

When he woke up again, he found himself waking up from a dream. He was still outside the aquarium. He was now asleep in a chair. He seemed to have been sitting in the chair watching the goldfish until he was tired and fell asleep. Everything just now was just a dream. Edison scratched the back of his head. Was it really a dream? It was so clear, as if it had really happened. He still remembered the pleasurable sweetness of making love with that mermaid. He quickly looked at the bed, but there were no traces on it. If this had really happened twice, the sheets would definitely be filthy.

He was thankful nothing had happened. His beloved wife had been taken by someone else—how could that be? But then he thought again. So this was how easy it was to win his wife's heart. If another man used such methods on her, wouldn't he be able to seduce her? He glanced at the aquarium; the goldfish were swimming leisurely. He felt a surge of anxiety. What was his wife doing now? Was she really playing cards?

But then he remembered that the man who had seduced her was him; she didn't know it was someone else. Someone else might not be so easy to her. But regardless, there was a risk, and he couldn't allow that possibility to exist. Even if he had to use the substitute's methods, he would make his wife throw herself into his arms.

Just then, the door opened, and his wife really did return. She entered the room and began to undress. Guan looked at her, still thinking about the substitute's methods. Remembering his dream where his beloved wife had said, "If you could always treat me this well, I wouldn't need to go out gambling,"

he suddenly understood. The mermaid said she didn't know her mistake, and he truly didn't. His wife didn't need forceful conquest, but rather gentleness. If he made her not feel it was a hardship, she wouldn't avoid him.

Thinking this, he immediately asked her, "How's your luck tonight?"

She glanced at him, seemingly surprised, because he always gave her a dark look when she came back from playing cards, sometimes leading to a big argument. She said, "I'm the biggest loser!"

Edison said, "Luck is sometimes good and sometimes bad. Go take a hot bath and get some sleep! You must be very tired!"

She glanced at him again, this time genuinely surprised. She took her bathrobe to the bathroom, and after showering, she came back and lay down on the bed.

Edison reached out and gently stroked her hair. She said, "Don't bother me! I'm very tired tonight."

Edison said, "I know, are your shoulders weak? It's normal to feel like that after playing cards for a long time. Let me massage them for you, maybe that will make you feel better."

She looked at him in surprise and said, "You're willing to be this nice to me? You're not thinking of any tricks to punish me, are you?"

"Absolutely not, come on!" Edison said, "Lie down!"

He helped her turn around and made her lie down. He gently massaged her neck and shoulders with both hands, and she exhaled and said, "Wow! This feels so good!"

Edison thought to himself, "This isn't difficult. Why didn't I know this before?"

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