The teacher's betrayal

The waves of lewd moans emanating from Teacher Zhang's room were incredibly arousing. On the disheveled bed, a man's muscular back lay prone like a bear pouncing on its prey, burying everything beneath him. Only two slender, white legs protruded from his shoulders, bobbing back and forth with each violent thrust of his back. A woman's hoarse "Ah...ah..."
cries, as if muffled underwater, emanated from beneath him. Teacher Zhang's self-proclaimed image as a real-life "Viagra" was indeed not an exaggeration. His equally muscular buttocks moved up and down with rapid and forceful rhythm, his penis repeatedly extending long before forcefully thrusting back in, his scrotum slapping against the wet, slippery vulva with a "slap" sound.
The woman's face, peeking out from beside Teacher Zhang's cheek, was disheveled and clung to by sweat-soaked hair. Her mouth was wide open, her eyes rolled back, and her somewhat mechanical moans were amplified by the rapid, forceful thrusts, rising and falling with a slight sob. Her furrowed brows and flushed expression made it impossible to tell whether she was enjoying pleasure or enduring pain. Teacher Zhang was clearly stimulated by the woman's unbearable expression beneath him. He would suddenly slow his pace, almost completely withdrawing his penis from her vagina, and then forcefully thrust it back in, each thrust tearing out a ring of tender flesh from her vaginal opening, each thrust eliciting a terrified scream from the woman beneath him: "Ah...no...it hurts...no...you're killing me..."
On the three-seater sofa by the window, Director Lin watched the intense battle on the bed while calmly riding a woman in a cowgirl position. The woman in his arms was the one "assigned" to Teacher Zhang at the banquet, and his woman was groaning in pain beneath Teacher Zhang. These two contrasting scenes created a rather lewd picture. The woman in Director Lin's arms was alluring, sometimes entwining her tongue with his, sometimes pressing her two white, round breasts against his face for him to suck and lick, while her tightly joined hips moved up and down, sometimes swaying back and forth, left and right, feigning ecstasy and moaning in a seductive tremor.
The window wasn't closed, and the wind occasionally lifted the curtains, sometimes concealing and sometimes exposing the naked figure on the sofa, the chaotic sounds piercing the night and quickly swallowed up. At this moment, the woman on Director Lin's lap rolled off, knelt between his legs, removed the condom, and took his not-so-hard penis into her mouth, quickly stroking it with her mouth and hands, until it soon became hard. Director Lin held the woman's head, closed his eyes, and began to groan. The two on the bed switched positions. The woman lay weakly on top of Teacher Zhang, her once exaggerated moans now broken into intermittent "hmm" and "oh" sounds. Teacher Zhang, seemingly unfazed, continued his powerful thrusting, his hands embracing her not-so-plump but dazzlingly white buttocks, his fingers roaming and probing her anus, now wet with vaginal fluid, occasionally prying it open into a dark hole.
Teacher Zhang clearly wanted to get even more excited. He gave Director Lin a "hi," and pointed to the limp woman on top of him. Director Lin understood his intention, but an uncontrollable climax suddenly struck him in the woman's hands between his legs. He cried out, his body tensing, his legs straightening and trembling a few times before slowly collapsing. The possibility of trying a "sandwich" position with the other man on the bed also slumped down. He panted, patting the woman between his legs and pointing towards the bed. The woman dried her hands with a towel from the floor and then climbed onto the bed like a cat. The woman on top of Director Lin also rolled off. The two women, one on top and one on the bottom, used their mouths and hands to suck, lick, caress, and tease Director Lin's every sensitive spot, sometimes forcefully, sometimes gently, until the burly man finally ejaculated in a spasm…
The previous chorus of soft moans and lewd whispers suddenly turned into a chorus of gasps. Teacher Zhang, who was the first to regain her senses, wrapped herself in a towel and sneaked out of the room like a thief. She pressed herself against Teacher Niu's door and listened quietly for a while before sneaking back into the room: "Why is there no sound from Old Niu's place? Doesn't he always say that when he drinks, he's 'a wolf that doesn't ejaculate all night'? Could he have ejaculated so quickly today?"
"Haha, with that beautiful young woman Nana around, Old Niu couldn't hold back even if he wanted to. He's probably already collapsed like a dead bull, haha..."
Overwhelmed by a wave of intense drowsiness, the two men, each with their assigned woman, said goodnight to each other...
In truth, when Teacher Niu crawled into the only bed and the thin silk quilt, he felt like a restless treasure hunter facing a treasure within reach, unsure how to proceed. Nana's warm back was so close to him, so close that he could clearly see the shallow indentation left by the pink straps of her bra, so close that he could clearly feel her body temperature, and the faint fragrance emanating from her skin rising and falling gently with her breath strongly stirred his senses. But the ghostly, intermittent noises and the violent scene in Jinan only added to his unease.
Nana seemed to be asleep, unresponsive to the man's restlessness beside her. Teacher Niu knew that in Nana's heart he was merely a substitute or a source of solace, yet this solace also stirred within him a deep, indescribable emotion. He thought that perhaps if he simply embraced her, she would naturally fall into his arms. This thought guided Teacher Niu's hand involuntarily to her body. Nana instinctively pulled away slightly, but didn't let herself escape his grasp.
In that instant, everything crumbled, ignited. As Mr. Niu's hand slowly moved from her sexy back to her full breasts, Nana suddenly turned around and hugged him tightly, as if clinging to a rock wall. Her eyes were moist, and her voice was choked with a coquettish tone like a little woman: "You're a pig! You're a pig..."
A long-lost warm feeling instantly ran through Mr. Niu's body. Although he had possessed the body in his arms before, this moment was so fresh and different; although he had coveted and imagined this moment countless times, its actual arrival still moved and excited him... He caressed, licked, and savored every inch of her skin like a true lover, passionately exploring her moist and warm honey pot. The two of them seemed to have fallen in love at first sight, or like lovers who had been devoted to each other for many years, quickly melting into each other...
"I... I won't do anything to hurt you again, until you... you find your true home!"
Mr. Niu felt that the woman in his arms was as real as his wife.
As Nana gradually calmed down, she gently left his embrace and sat up. "Turn off the light... give me a cigarette."
She remained silent for a long time before saying again, "I... I don't need any promises from you, and you can't give me any promises anyway!"
In the darkness, Teacher Niu couldn't see Nana's expression, nor could he guess it; only the red glow of the cigarette butt flickered...
The night at Yunyu Villa had cost Teacher Niu a fortune, but everyone got what they wanted. The next morning, as they went their separate ways after breakfast, each slightly tired face seemed still excited. Teacher Niu rushed to the hospital at noon. Nana's last two words in the darkness the night before had left him feeling dejected. It wasn't until the smell of alcohol and formaldehyde enveloped him that he managed to compose himself to face Xian. Xian was already taking a nap, and Xiao Hong was dozing off beside her. Seeing Xiao Hong, Teacher Niu suddenly remembered the cryptic and complex words she had said to him yesterday—"Sigh, Xian really... really has some..."—Something?
He gently woke Xiaohong and led her to the corridor, asking her what she meant by those words. Xiaohong looked at Teacher Niu with a half-smile, which made him feel uneasy. After a long pause, Xiaohong whispered, "Xian really didn't tell you anything? Did you know she bought a house in her hometown?" The fact that
Xian, who rarely asked Teacher Niu for money, could buy a house in her hometown was a huge surprise to him, and an ominous premonition crept in. He shook his head. Xiaohong continued, "She met a man when she went back to her hometown for the Spring Festival this year. Apparently, he owns a bar and restaurant there. She's been going home frequently this year; didn't you notice anything?"
Reminded by Xiaohong, Teacher Niu realized that Xian had indeed been acting strangely lately. In the three years they had known each other, Xian rarely went back to her hometown, and one year she even stayed to look after him during the Spring Festival. This year, however, she was going home almost every month, sometimes for her younger brother's driving lessons, sometimes for a relative's wedding or funeral, and each time she would stay for more than a week. In the past, even when she went home, it was always a quick visit.
"Oh, is that so!"
Teacher Niu felt a surge of anger. He believed that what Xiaohong said was true, and that Xian must have told her. His anger stemmed not only from the facts Xiaohong had stated, but also from the fact that Xian hadn't told him anything. However, Teacher Niu didn't show it on his face. Instead, he suppressed the humiliation of being betrayed and smiled, saying in a very tolerant tone, "She's a divorced woman, only twenty-six or twenty-seven years old. It's normal for her to find a man. I can't be with her forever."
Xiaohong looked at the seemingly calm Teacher Niu with some surprise: "Brother Niu, you...you don't misunderstand. I didn't mean anything by telling you this, nor did I mean anything bad about Xian. I just think you're so good to Xian. She...she shouldn't have treated you like this!"
"Hehe..."
Teacher Niu still smiled, as if nothing had happened, and waved his hand at Xiaohong. "It's nothing. If someone is truly good to her, I'll feel at ease!"
This last sentence was Teacher Niu's true thought at that moment. He suddenly felt that some stories really needed an ending. Xiaohong's lips twitched a few times, as if she wanted to say something, but seeing Teacher Niu's nonchalant expression, she swallowed her words.
He chatted and joked with Xian, who had just woken up from her nap, seemingly unaffected by the conversation, while Xiao Hong appeared slightly uncomfortable. After saying goodbye to Xian and the others, Teacher Niu didn't even know how he walked out of the hospital gate amidst a complex mix of resentment and emotion. Driving back to the company, his heart felt like it was being scratched by a cat; all the beautiful, tender, and passionate images of Xian in his memory began to distort severely. He suddenly felt some sympathy for Xian's ex-husband and seemed to understand why he always physically abused her…
When Nana stood before him as usual, her expression was the same, only her eyes seemed to hold a subtle tenderness. Seeing Nana, Teacher Niu felt much relieved, but the next piece of news made him feel irritated again.
"General Manager Zheng from Wuhu hasn't transferred the 4.8 million yuan payment on time again. Xiao Zhang, who's in charge of this business, went there last month, and General Manager Zheng promised that he would definitely pay it back by the 15th of this month. Today is the 28th, and I just contacted him again. He said he's having cash flow problems and wants us to give him another three months' grace."
"Damn it!"
Teacher Niu cursed casually. "That little rascal is trying to renege on his debt. If we don't get this money back, it'll become a bad debt! No, you contact him again right now, and we'll go there tomorrow!"
Nana agreed and was about to turn and leave when Teacher Niu called her back: "Let Xiao Zhang drive tomorrow, otherwise we'll both be too tired!"
He sounded very affectionate when he said "we."
Nana smiled and said, "No need, I'll drive tomorrow. It's only a four-hour drive at most."
The Mr. Zheng, whom Teacher Niu called "Little Slippery," was a guy not even thirty years old. With slicked-back hair and a typical playboy look, he had taken over his father's not-so-large family business purely by chance. His father, in the prime of his life, suffered a stroke that left him paralyzed and forced him to hand the business over to his son, whom even he didn't trust. But this playboy-like "Little Slippery" was actually extremely shrewd. While he wasn't particularly skilled in management, he was quite calculating, something Teacher Niu knew all too well.
The meeting was naturally warm and amicable, and then they each poured out their grievances, such as tight cash flow, needing to inject capital for several projects, and banks pressing for loan repayments. However, Teacher Niu insisted that "Little Slippery" pay back at least 3-3.8 million yuan first, with the remaining amount to be agreed upon and written down before being extended. "Little Sly" kept calling Mr. Niu "Brother Niu," repeatedly pleading with him to help him out of consideration for his long-standing friendship with Mr.
Niu's father, promising to repay the entire amount as soon as he had the funds. Mr. Niu and "Little Sly's" father did indeed have a long-standing friendship, and Mr. Niu admired his generosity and enthusiasm. Just then, "Little Sly's" father called Mr. Niu, and the somewhat unclear, aged voice made Mr. Niu's heart ache. "Little Sly's" father also explained the various difficulties his company was facing, and then told "Little Sly" that it wasn't easy for Mr. Niu to come all this way, and since Mr. Niu had come in person, he absolutely had to pay him something. Nana repeatedly gave Mr. Niu meaningful glances, but Mr. Niu, feeling obliged, softened his stance out of respect for "Little Sly's" father.
"Little Sly," seizing the opportunity, suggested that since it was getting dark, they go have dinner first and discuss the repayment over the meal. During the meal, the "little rascal," representing his father, frequently toasted Teacher Niu, even humbly changing his address from "Brother Niu" to "Uncle Niu." His father also called Teacher Niu again, expressing his deep regret for causing such trouble, explaining that his health prevented him from enjoying a proper drink with his old friend. This situation gradually eroded Teacher Niu's resolve. After some symbolic bargaining, an agreement was reached that he would take the 1.5 million yuan check and pay the remaining 3.3 million yuan in two installments over eight months.
On the way back to the hotel, Nana could only shake her head and smile bitterly at the sight of Teacher Niu, who was now snoring soundly beside her. She thought to herself, "You, you, you didn't even know you'd been sold out by that father and son!"
Much later, news from one of Mr. Niu's other business partners confirmed Nana's suspicions: the Zheng father and son had long since given up on running the business, and most of their funds had been transferred to real estate speculation. This resulted in Mr. Niu only being able to recover his remaining 3.3 million yuan through a costly and laborious legal battle…
Chapter 19 Vanished into Thin Air
"Old Niu, come quick! Xiao Lan's in trouble!"
Lian's voice was hoarse, filled with panic and helplessness, as if stung by a scorpion.
When Mr. Niu rushed to the teahouse called "Dehe," the large private room was packed with people, but there was no sound. Lian, Yan Ran, Tingting, and the two women who ran the beauty salon with Xiao Lan were all there. Next to Yan Ran sat a man with a shaved head who looked like he was involved in "street life." Everyone's face was grim.
"What's wrong?"
Mr. Niu felt a chill run down his spine from the oppressive atmosphere. Xiao Lan huddled beside Lian, her head bowed. Her already thin frame looked as withered as if a sugarcane had been squeezed dry. Her hair and clothes were disheveled, as if she had just been raped. Her shoulders heaved as she sobbed incessantly. A pile of used tissues lay scattered on the floor. Lian pointed to several sheets of colored paper on the table.
The obscene images on the color inkjet prints shocked Teacher Niu, making him realize what was happening before him. They were secretly taken photos of Xiao Lan having sex. One showed her performing oral sex with a lewd expression, another showed her being penetrated with a dazed look, and one photo in particular was truly shocking. This photo was taken during the day on a rock by the lake and was very clear. Xiao Lan was naked and tightly bound in an M-shape. The ropes were haphazardly embedded in her flesh, turning her originally fair skin into patches of purplish-brown. Two plastic clamps were tightly biting her nipples. A faceless man behind her was pulling Xiao Lan's hair, forcing her tear-streaked face high up, her eyes filled with humiliation and terror. At her fully open vulva, a pair of men's hands were pulling her labia apart, the slightly reddened, wrinkled vaginal flesh almost turned inside out. A thick black anal plug was inserted into her anus. On the inside of her thighs, the words "slut" and "desire to be fucked" were written in glaring red.
Yan Ran beckoned Teacher Niu to sit next to her, patted the crew-cut man, and whispered to Teacher Niu, "This is my husband."
Teacher Niu had long heard that Yan Ran's man was involved in organized crime, protecting bars and KTVs, and was quite powerful.
Lian briefly explained the origin of the photos, while constantly stroking and comforting Xiao Lan beside her. Xiao Lan trembled and buried her head even lower. It turned out that two months ago, Xiao Lan met a "handsome guy" more than ten years younger than her at a bar, and they quickly became very close. Unexpectedly, the young man was a "fishing" operation. He first tried to extort 100,000 yuan with secretly taken nude photos. When Xiao Lan refused, he even gathered a group of people to kidnap her. Now he was demanding 500,000 yuan and threatening to post the photos online, as well as in her neighborhood and her son's school, if she didn't pay within a week.
"I've inquired, those guys are all Old K's men,"
Yan Ran's husband continued, seeing Teacher Niu's blank expression. "Old K and his gang are a new name in Xuyi, formed last year, but they're quite powerful, practically monopolizing the city's crayfish business. Those guys under Old K are all ruthless thugs, and they're all from out of town—they're very difficult to deal with!"
Teacher Niu rarely associated with people in the underworld, and even if she knew a few, she didn't have close relationships with them. Therefore, she had never heard of this Old K. Teacher Niu politely told Yan Ran's husband that she could only entrust this matter to him, but Yan Ran's husband said he didn't know Old K either. Teacher Niu suddenly thought of her "brother," Xiao Qi.
Xiao Qi arrived quickly. He was acquainted with Yan Ran's husband and greeted them warmly. However, after hearing Teacher Niu's introduction, he frowned and said after a long pause, "I've dealt with Old K a few times, but this kind of thing is troublesome. It definitely won't be resolved without some financial sacrifice, and it's hard to clean up the mess afterward. These kids these days don't follow the rules at all; they might even try to blackmail me with photos later!"
"We can't worry about that now. Can you see if you can put this matter on hold for a while?"
Teacher Niu spoke gently to Xiao Qi, but his expression clearly indicated that Xiao Qi had to help.
Xiao Qi looked at Teacher Niu, then at Xiao Lan, and gave a wry smile: "Alright, since Brother Niu has given the order, I'll give it a try!"
He immediately contacted Old K, briefly explained the situation, and arranged to meet with Old K at the Sheridan Hotel that evening. Teacher Niu tossed 10,000 yuan to Xiao Qi: "I won't go tonight. You talk to them. Let me know as soon as you hear anything!"
Xiao Qi hesitated for a moment, but still accepted the money. Yan Ran's husband offered to go with her that night. Just
as Xiao Qi stepped out the door, Xiao Lan, who had been keeping her head down, looked up at Teacher Niu with teary eyes, her expression like a drowning person suddenly reaching the shore: "Brother Niu, thank...thank you!"
Teacher Niu felt that the woman in front of him was both pitiful and laughable. He sighed and said, "Sigh, I wonder what will happen tonight!"
The room fell silent again, and Xiao Lan began to sob again.
The group decided to wait in the teahouse until dark, since it served various snacks and refreshments. Yan Ran's husband said he needed to find two more brothers and left first. Teacher Niu planned to go back to the company and come back later that night. Just then, Nana sent a message: "I'm in room 312 of the Chunjiang Hotel. I need to talk to you!" Mr. Niu was surprised, and hearing Xiaolan's sobs, he felt uneasy...
When Nana gently opened the door to room 312, the scene before him shocked him even more; he could hardly believe his eyes. Nana was only wearing a bath towel, her soft features and fair, sexy shoulders still glistening with water droplets, like a delicate lotus emerging from the water. She smiled faintly, but her smile seemed to conceal some unspoken thoughts.
Mr. Niu was stunned for a moment, even forgetting to close the door behind him. It wasn't until Nana reached out to close the door and their bodies lightly touched that Mr. Niu snapped out of his daze and hugged Nana tightly. The towel slipped silently off, and she softly fell into his arms, her head gently resting on his shoulder, letting out a soft sigh as if unintentionally…
Nana was so tender today, like a cat lying on Teacher Niu's body, her tongue sliding over and over every inch of his skin, her soft and textured palms gently caressing his crotch like a willow in the breeze. Excitement quickly spread like an electric current to every nerve ending, and Teacher Niu's breathing became rapid. At this moment, Nana's tongue touched the tip of his penis, and the penis throbbed in her palm as her tongue moved. Suddenly, she took it into her mouth and swallowed it, sucking it tightly as if she wanted to melt it into her body. The sticky and warm feeling made Teacher Niu involuntarily moan softly…
Nana faced Teacher Niu, straddled one leg, and slowly sat down, holding his already erect penis. The moist and tight folds of her penis slowly slid over the glans, tightly wrapping the entire shaft. She moved gently, as if wanting him to feel the pleasure of each penetration, to savor the tenderness the person on his body could offer. When Mr. Niu's hands caressed Nana's full, round breasts, she began to move passionately, his penis thrusting rapidly into the deepest part of her flower, the touch fierce and hot, a surging pleasure splashing and mingling around them…
As the blush faded, Nana's face was filled with worry again. "What's wrong?"
Mr. Niu asked, stroking her back.
"He's back!"
Mr. Niu understood who Nana meant by "him," and finally understood the unprecedented tenderness Nana had given him today, a tenderness that perhaps meant he was about to lose. Mr. Niu suddenly felt a chill.
"I…I've decided to go out with him, not for anything else, but for our daughter. He came back for our daughter too!"
Nana said these words as if they were about something completely unrelated to her.
Teacher Niu didn't know what to say, nor could he figure out his own feelings. He only felt his hand trembling slightly as he stroked Nana's back. Nana rested her head against his chest, and the two of them nestled together in silence...
It was already dark when they arrived at the "Dehe" teahouse again, and everyone looked exhausted. A tense atmosphere filled the private room; time seemed to stand still, making everyone feel depressed. Xiao Lan was asleep on the table, completely worn out by the day's fear and anxiety. It wasn't until almost eight o'clock that Xiao Qi called. Teacher Niu's phone ringing made everyone's eyes widen, and Xiao Lan also jerked her head up from the table.
"Hey, Brother Niu, Old K said he needs at least 100,000 yuan, otherwise those kids won't listen! Brother Niu, what do you think we should do?"
The phone was very noisy; clearly, the guys were drinking heavily.
"Xiao Qi, that's settled!"
Although the price of 100,000 yuan was more than Teacher Niu had expected, he didn't want any more trouble. "But you need to make it clear to Old K that if anything happens after paying the money, don't blame us for turning against each other!"
"Don't worry, Brother Niu, Old K said that as long as the money is paid, there won't be any more problems. After all, we still have to work together! But, Brother Niu, you... how did you end up with that kind of woman?"
"Haha, what nonsense! I was just dragged here today to help out!"
"Haha, that's good. Brother Niu, you have to be careful too. Don't always think about climbing over other people's walls, or you'll get your nude photos taken too, haha..."
After hanging up the phone, Teacher Niu repeated Xiao Qi's meaning. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but Xiao Lan still had a long face: "I... I can't come up with that much money right now!"
Teacher Niu was about to say something when Yan Ran gently kicked him under the table, and Lian also secretly gave him a wink from behind Xiao Lan. Niu swallowed back what he wanted to say.
"How about this, you transfer your shares to me, and I'll give you the money first thing tomorrow morning!"
one of the two women who ran the beauty salon with Xiaolan suggested.
"Yeah, Lanzi, you shouldn't run a beauty salon anymore. Just settle down and go to your regular job. Don't get into any more trouble!"
Lian chimed in, glancing at Teacher Niu as she said "don't get into trouble." Xiaolan had no better option at the moment and could only nod in agreement.
Seeing that the 100,000 yuan was secured, Teacher Niu called Xiaoqi and arranged a time and place to exchange the money with Lao K and the others, and asked Xiaoqi to represent Xiaolan the next day. After everything was settled, Teacher Niu suddenly felt very hungry…
Chapter 20 The Finale
Many days later, when Teacher Niu stood alone at that empty table again, he seemed to still hear the rustling of her clothes against the chair, and her fleeting shadow swayed before his eyes, like the faint scent still emanating from the empty perfume bottle left on the table. At such moments, Teacher Niu always felt a kind of anxiety and unease.
Nana left silently, without even a symbolic farewell. The afternoon after she left the Chunjiang Hotel, Teacher Niu couldn't reach her by phone. He was certain she had left the city, just as she had appeared before him without any warning. When everyone in the company heard Teacher Niu announce Nana's voluntary resignation, a subtle suspicion flickered in their eyes, causing a bead of sweat to inexplicably form on his forehead.
Xian had fully recovered, her former charm and slender figure unaffected, yet to Teacher Niu, she seemed like a different woman. He still visited her every few days, but the visits were brief, and during each short time, he barely even entertained the thought of making love to her, despite how he used to act like a manic-depressive when with Xian. Now, he only wanted answers, answers to everything Xiao Hong had said. She hadn't told him anything, and it seemed she had no intention of telling him anything. In
fact, Teacher Niu had imagined a scenario where, if Xian told him everything herself, he would accept it magnanimously, even if she wanted to leave him immediately, he would offer her his blessings and even prepare to give her some money. But her face still wore that fresh and charming smile of the past, as if nothing had happened where Teacher Niu couldn't see. Several times, when her phone rang, she would nervously run into the kitchen or bathroom to answer it, and she would stay for a long time, always coming out with the same excuse that it was her parents or younger brother calling from back home.
This recurring scene, like a silent file, slowly ground away the tenderness and affection she had etched into his body and soul, turning them into powder. It began to make him deeply doubt her possible motives. These emotions finally transformed into anger one day. At that moment, Teacher Niu vividly recalled a line from a novel whose name he had forgotten: "My weakness is that I always don't want to think badly of women, especially beautiful women!"
That day, Xian told Teacher Niu with a very frank expression and tone that the harvest season was approaching back home, and she needed to go back to help her parents, which would likely take some time. Teacher Niu inwardly sneered at such a flimsy excuse, but outwardly he smiled and meticulously observed her, telling her to take care of herself and not overwork, and asking if she wanted to take some money back with her. Xian kissed him, saying no, she was just working at home anyway, and would come back after the rice harvest. Teacher Niu felt that Xian's kiss was cold and lifeless, and thus, a crazy conspiracy was irresistibly born.
During Xian's absence, Teacher Niu repeatedly rehearsed every detail of his conspiracy, even imagining several versions of how it would ultimately be presented to Xian. Xian never proactively called or texted him during this time, further solidifying his resolve to carry out his scheme…
Nana's departure caused many trivial matters in the company to surface like garbage after a sluice gate was opened, making Teacher Niu uncomfortable. He had become accustomed to having Nana manage everything meticulously. He devoted almost all his energy to restoring the company's normal daily operations, then stayed home, quietly waiting for that moment to arrive in his study after his wife and son had fallen asleep.
One drizzly evening, Lian suddenly called, saying she wanted to see Teacher Niu; her voice sounded like a gloomy rain. She gave him an unfamiliar address, and it took Mr. Niu a long time to find it. In a cluttered rented room reeking of camphor, Lian was sitting at a table, lost in thought. When he entered, she forced a smile; her unmade-up face was ashen and somewhat puffy.
"We've separated,"
Lian sighed, her gaze fixed on Mr. Niu, making him feel helpless. He looked for tissues to wipe his not-so-damp face, but couldn't find any.
"He's seeing someone else, and he even brought her home! He bought her a house!"
Lian took a pack of tissues from her bag and handed it to Mr. Niu, continuing her story.
Ms. Niu was taken aback: "Are you sure you're not mistaken? Your husband, Lin Feng, seems like a very honest and kind person. Doesn't he usually give you all his money?" "
One of his project managers told me this, and said it's not just one woman. He hasn't given the family much money this year; it's all gone to those women."
Lian's hands lay limply on the table. Ms. Niu sat opposite her, gently placing her hand in Lian's. She wanted to say something comforting like, "It's not a big deal for a man to have other women," "Things will be better once you two have a child," or even "We've been cheating on him too," but it all seemed pointless.
"So what are you planning to do?"
"I'm going to divorce him. I won't let those women get away with this. Anyway, we don't have any children! I've already asked Yan Ran's husband to help me collect evidence against him!"
As she said this, a fleeting, inexplicable light flashed in her eyes, making Ms. Niu's heart skip a beat.
The rain outside the window grew heavier. At this moment, Xiaolan and Tingting arrived. Seeing Teacher Niu standing hesitantly at the door, Xiaolan blushed and hid behind Tingting. Afraid of an awkward atmosphere, Teacher Niu got up to leave. Before leaving, he told Lian that she should think carefully about the divorce, as having a family wasn't easy. Sitting in the car, Teacher Niu saw the lights blurred by the rain and mist, and suddenly thought of Xian. He seemed to see her in a new house a man had bought for her, embracing him and moaning loudly with pleasure…
The night before she was to return, Xian had sent Teacher Niu a message, telling him she was taking the noon bus.
Normally, this bus would arrive in the evening. Teacher Niu arrived at his and Xian's rented apartment around 3 PM. After showering, he called Xiaohong to say that Xian was back and needed to see her urgently. Xiaohong came without suspicion.
"Brother Niu, where's Xian…?"
Xiaohong was stunned to see Teacher Niu only wearing pajamas when he opened the door. She asked while changing her shoes and peering into the room.
Teacher Niu smiled calmly, "Come in quickly, Xian went out to buy something and will be right back."
Sitting on the somewhat worn sofa, Teacher Niu deliberately moved very close to Xiao Hong, one leg lightly touching the other, his smile remaining calm. "I really have to thank you for that the other day; it was all thanks to you taking care of her."
Xiao Hong felt Teacher Niu's leg touching her but didn't move. She quickly glanced at him, seemingly sensing something, and her face flushed slightly. "It's...it's nothing, haha, Xian and I are best friends!"
Teacher Niu carefully studied Xiao Hong's every subtle body language and facial expression, slightly increasing the pressure of his leg-to-leg contact. Xiao Hong still didn't move, only her hands were nervously clenched together. "Xiao Hong, actually you're a very good woman, gentle and considerate. I've always wanted to find someone like you!"
Teacher Niu knew these clichés were nauseatingly fake, but in many situations, they were a very effective tool for testing women.
"Xian... Xian said you're a good man too, I..."
Xiao Hong's face flushed again, and her words became incoherent. She almost understood Teacher Niu's intentions at this moment, and for some reason, her inner panic was mixed with a hint of excitement. "Xian is a beauty, I... how can I compare to her..."
Teacher Niu sighed meaningfully and said, "Ah, if only she were you!"
As he said this, Teacher Niu turned to look at her, his eyes filled with what appeared to be a genuine eagerness.
Xiao Hong turned to look at him, a blush spreading across her face to her neck, her eyes filled with panic: "Brother Niu... Brother Niu, you... you're joking, I... I..."
Suddenly, Teacher Niu's hand reached around her waist, his body leaning towards her, his breath ruffling the hair at her temples. Xiao Hong trembled as if electrocuted, instinctively bracing herself against Teacher Niu, her face turned away: "Brother Niu, don't... don't do this!"
But Teacher Niu's hands were already tightly holding her, his lips pressing against hers as he leaned forward. The clock on the wall was approaching 4:00 PM; Xian's bus should be exiting the highway and entering the city soon.
Xiao Hong struggled, her mouth tightly shut, but she didn't scream, only making "woo-woo" sounds in her throat; her struggles were far too weak to free herself. Mr. Niu had already pinned her down, his tongue quickly parting her lips and teeth, penetrating her warm, moist space. His other hand skillfully unbuttoned and unzipped her pants. Her legs twisted and kicked, but it was more symbolic than substantive. Mr. Niu's hand easily reached her genitals; her vulva was quite large, with thick pubic hair like a clump of weeds. His fingers accurately found her clitoris among the weeds. Her face was hot, and her breathing was rapid.
Xiao Hong was highly sensitive; Mr. Niu's fingers quickly felt the moisture, which gradually became sticky.
Xiao Hong's hands were still on his chest, but her body was limp, her legs no longer kicking. Her eyes were closed, and she made alternating "ooh" and "mmm" sounds in her throat. Her tongue began to swirl with his. As Teacher Niu's lips and tongue slightly parted, she gasped, "What...what if Xian...comes back? What will we do?"
"Hehe, don't worry, she won't be back for several more days!"
"Oh, then...then I'll go take a shower!"
Looking at Xiao Hong's chubby, almost bloated back, Teacher Niu cursed inwardly, "They're all a bunch of fucking sluts." He looked up at the clock, 4:21 PM. The bus should have already entered the long-distance bus station. At most, Xian would be able to walk through this door in half an hour...
Xiao Hong had another glaring roll of fat around her waist and abdomen. Her two large breasts drooped awkwardly like two lumps of weightless fat. Her skin was fair and plump, and her nipples were a deep brown. Her pubic area appeared dark against the backdrop of fluffy, black pubic hair. Her whole body trembled irregularly as she walked. Teacher Niu couldn't understand why the Fujianese logistics boss would keep such a woman as a mistress, but he still excitedly pulled that pile of naked flesh onto the bed, without taking off his own pajamas.
Her vaginal opening was rugged yet somewhat loose, like a spacious, damp dome inside. Teacher Niu quickly inserted four fingers into the dome without much crowding, playing with her fingers rapidly and violently like an AV actor, the dome making a squelching sound like bare feet stepping in mud. The fat on her waist and abdomen, along with her large breasts, bounced wildly, her buttocks forcefully meeting the attack of his fingers, her facial muscles contorted, screaming loudly and wildly.
"Ah ah... you dead brother Niu... you've... you've pounded me... ah... brother... ah ah..."
Teacher Niu's fingers and wrists soon felt a little sore, he bent down and began to bite her two large, hard, dark brown nipples, his fingers turning into fists and slowly squeezing into the dome. "Ah... Brother... You... You're going to... You're going to make me die..."
Xiao Hong hugged Teacher Niu's neck tightly, screaming and twisting her buttocks as if guiding the fist in. When the fist was completely inside the dome and began to rotate in the sticky liquid, Xiao Hong began to frantically pull off Teacher Niu's pajamas, rubbing her head against his chest frantically, and gripping his penis tightly with one hand.
"Brother...you...you give it to me...ah...I can't take it anymore...please...give it to me quickly..."
Xiao Hong's tearful cries, along with her frantic grasping and stroking of the penis, plunged Teacher Niu into an uncontrollable state of self-delusion. What was originally just a prelude to a "conspiracy" was about to turn into a "main drama"...
He removed her clothes, making her lie face down like a female dog, her buttocks raised high. He saw a small, slightly concave, and slightly parted dark brown mound between two plump, white lips. His already lubricated fingers probed into the concave area, one, two, three...the concave area expanded into a dark cave. He spat into it again, trying to insert a fourth finger, the sphincter contracting forcefully in resistance...
"Brother, what...what are you doing...no...don't...it hurts...it hurts..."
"Hehe, you must get fucked a lot in the back, right!"
Four fingers pressed together, swirling and probing. The walls of the cave were smooth from the combined smear of mucus and saliva, and the sphincter muscles relaxed further.
"No...no!"
Teacher Niu suddenly increased the speed of his thrusting, and a "plop plop" sound came from the cave. Xiao Hong immediately cried out even louder, "Oh...you stinky man...you dead Brother Niu...oh...you've...you've fucked me before...hurry up and give it to me..."
Her coquettish and wanton cries were almost hard to reconcile with her physical appearance. Teacher Niu suddenly hoped that this "conspiracy" would not be interrupted, at least that the "audience" would not appear until he was finished.
He climbed to the bedside table to get a condom, but the plot still took a turn according to the predetermined procedure. Teacher Niu heard the door open, while Xiao Hong was still buried in the pillow, wiggling her buttocks and waiting anxiously with "hmm" and "ah ah". Teacher Niu quickly stood up, naked, facing the horrified Xian. Time seemed to freeze; his once hard, erect penis instantly and silently shrunk. Xian shuddered, grabbed a pair of slippers from the doorway, and hurled one at Teacher Niu, the other at her protruding buttocks. A
sharp "smack" followed by a scream. Xiao Hong turned and saw the furious Xian. She scrambled to her feet, frantically trying to find blankets to cover herself, but there was nothing on the bed. She could only lie back down, burying her head in a pillow like an ostrich burying its head in the sand, trembling all over. Teacher Niu let the slippers hit his shoulder, then suddenly burst into several loud laughs, hollow and bitter.
Xian stormed out of the room amidst the laughter. Xiao Hong, trembling, froze, suddenly understanding what had happened. A moment later, she abruptly sat up, glaring at Teacher Niu with bloodshot eyes, then hurled the pillow at him.
"You scoundrel—"
The curse sounded like something being torn apart...
The city streets at night, with their endless stream of car lights, resembled a boundless, unreal landscape. Everyone hurried by, their faces obscured. Mr. Niu's gaze darted around like a falling leaf, desperately searching for a place to park. Just then, Lian called, rambling on: they were divorced. She had taken photos of him cheating on her with that woman, as well as photos of the house. The duplex apartment they now lived in was hers, all the family savings of about 3.2 million yuan were hers, and the stocks and bonds worth over 2 million yuan were also hers… Mr. Niu's head was throbbing. He mumbled vague answers, finally asking, "Then…?" "Do you have any plans for the future?"
Lian pondered for a long time, then said with a hint of resentment and a deeper meaning, "What plans can an old woman like me have? I'll just live alone!"...
The same story continues to repeat itself every day in this city, unchanged and without any novelty. Only the prices of every apartment building in the city are soaring like a centipede awakening after the spring equinox. The pre-sale apartments under construction on the riverside plot in front of Teacher Niu's apartment complex saw their average price per square meter jump by 1000 yuan overnight. It's said that in the near future, all the apartments in the city will experience another wave of price increases.
His wife said that money is becoming increasingly worthless, so why don't we buy some more property? Teacher Niu didn't hesitate at all and immediately accompanied his wife to the sales office of that apartment building. The saleswoman's enthusiasm was almost unnerving. His wife listened intently to the dazzling presentation, while Mr. Niu, following behind, habitually stole glances at the saleswoman. She wore an ivory-white suit that accentuated her curves, with the edge of a black bra subtly visible beneath. Her features were exquisitely delicate, and her dimples when she smiled were undeniably captivating.
His wife quickly signed a pre-sale contract for a 150-square-meter, three-bedroom, two-living-room, two-bathroom apartment with a free underground garage and riverside views, thanks to the saleswoman's enthusiastic and meticulous sales pitch. The spacious living room depicted in the design drawings was large enough to rehearse a chaotic indoor drama, and the balcony overlooking the rippling river seemed to offer endless sunshine. The total price was naturally exorbitant, but Mr. Niu felt it was worthwhile and necessary. The saleswoman, beaming, handed them each a business card. This girl with two alluring dimples was named Yin Li.
Under the warm, bright lights of the living room, the wife and son happily planned and envisioned their more comfortable and pleasant living space on the floor plan of their new house. In the study, Mr. Niu held a book called "On the Foundations of Morality," listening to his wife and son's relaxed laughter. He felt a warmth and reality wash over him, as if many years ago he had sat with his father under a wisteria trellis bathed in warm sunlight, listening to the breeze rustling through the ripe wheat fields, without needing to say a word. But then, one hand reached into the left breast pocket, where a brand-new business card lay…

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