【Passionate Undercurrents Series: Wife's Chaos】(22) Author: Yi Ming

Author: Yi Ming
Word Count: 11094

(22) The female dog

Xin Yan jumped up from my arms and said repeatedly, "I almost forgot."

"Who is it?"

I asked Xin Yan, who was running barefoot to the door.

"Go open the door, I'm going into the room to put on some clothes."

She stopped when she realized that she was only wearing underwear, and then turned and went into the bedroom.

Mei Ying should not be back so soon. I was very curious about who the visitor was and why Xin Yan was so excited.
Today, I went to the door for the second time and looked out through the peephole. I saw a man wearing a white shirt and dark trousers
with a . It was President Xiao.

I quickly opened the door. President Xiao took a small step back and looked at me with a smile through his gold-rimmed glasses.

"Ms. Xiao, what brings you here?"

"Oh dear, it's been so many years, and I haven't been able to visit you or show my concern for you. I feel so guilty."

"Ms. Xiao, please don't stand outside. Come in, please come in."

I hurriedly invited Ms. Xiao into the house, afraid of neglecting her.

"I've heard that you haven't been living comfortably. It seems I've been too late in showing my concern."

As soon as Ms. Xiao entered, she looked around at the furnishings of the room, sighing repeatedly.

"Not at all. Your leaders are so busy, yet they managed to find time to visit us. We are already extremely grateful
."

I don't know why I suddenly became so eloquent today. As soon as I closed the door behind me, I quickly led Ms. Xiao
to a seat in the living room.

"What, Xinyan isn't home?"

Mr. Xiao inquired about his wife as soon as he sat down.

"Oh, look at me; Xinyan, Xinyan, Mr. Xiao is here!"

I called out loudly into the bedroom.

"I'll be right out, you can chat with Mr. Xiao for a while."

"Hey, it's nothing, don't rush me, you can't rush a woman. Hahaha."

Mr. Xiao ran his fingers through his slicked-back hair and laughed heartily.

"Mr. Xiao, what would you like to drink? I have some..."

"I don't drink those foreign things, I only drink tea. I brought you some good tea, it's ancient tree Pu'er,
let's have a taste together."

As he spoke, Mr. Xiao took out a ceramic jar from his briefcase and placed it on the coffee table.

"Alright, I'll go boil some water now."

While waiting for the water to boil, I stood at the kitchen doorway, chatting idly with Mr. Xiao.

"You see, we don't have any proper teaware here, so please make do with the glasses."

I carried the kettle back to the living room from the kitchen, placing two glasses I usually use for beer on the coffee table
. Mr. Xiao had already opened the ceramic jar and taken out a small bag of tea leaves.

"Making do won't do, especially with such an outstanding colleague as Xinyan. Look, even this small tea bag
is made of Xuan paper, so refined."

"What are you talking about?"

The bedroom door was suddenly pulled open, and Xinyan walked out gracefully with a smile. She was wearing a light lake-
green dress and light makeup. Upon closer inspection, I noticed she was wearing a black bra underneath;
the thin fabric couldn't conceal the subtle black glimpses of her chest and lower abdomen. Mr. Xiao's eyes were glued to Xin Yan
, and he chuckled, urging her to sit down.

Xin Yan slipped on her cream-colored high heels and went straight to Mr. Xiao, sitting down beside him
.

"Oh dear, why did you only bring two cups?"

Mr. Xiao complained with a smile.

"I don't drink tea, you guys can have yours,"

Xin Yan said with a smile as she watched me make the tea.

"Let him get another cup. Even if he doesn't drink it, we have to make it for him. You can't give in to a man."

I quickly turned and went into the kitchen, wondering if he was really here to care about us or just Xin Yan.
After putting down the new cup, I quickly made tea and sat down on the single sofa at the other end of the coffee table.

"Mr. Xiao, are you really going to transfer me to the purchasing department?"

Xin Yan picked up her teacup and took a sip, then asked.

"This is no joke. I've been following your performance closely and have long believed you're capable of handling this
important task. Besides, I know your parents quite well. Back when I was a technician, your dad was the chief engineer of our company
. You might have forgotten, but I watched you grow up." Even

when Xin Yan was being stared at by men with her private parts spread open in the video, CEO Xiao had praised her as "capable of handling this important task."
Was this what they meant by future promotion?

"But do you think I'm up to the task?"

Xin Yan asked humbly. Her face flushed slightly, perhaps because CEO Xiao's words had suddenly brought
them too close.

"Why not? You graduated from a top university and have worked here for so many years. It's time for you to show your
skills ."

"I'm afraid I won't be accepted, and people will gossip."

"What are you afraid of? With my support, I think Dawei will also lend a hand. Don't worry, there won't be any problems."

Hearing Mr. Xiao say this, I suddenly realized that the purchasing department Xinyan was going to was under Dawei's jurisdiction. Could it be that what I glimpsed on the surveillance footage
this morning was Xinyan already trying to curry favor with Dawei?

Mr. Xiao picked up his glass, admiring the color of the tea and the
tea leaves slowly unfurling and gently sinking.

"Xinyan, look, life is like a cup of tea, sometimes floating, sometimes sinking, sometimes picked up, sometimes put down.
When the tea hasn't fully developed its flavor, the leaves float; once they do, they sink. When you drink it, you
have to be able to pick it up, and when you're done, you have to be able to put it down. A successful life requires the ability to take things up and let them go, especially
for men."

After speaking to Xinyan, Mr. Xiao took a sip of tea, gave me a meaningful look, and then put the glass down.

"Mr. Xiao, you're absolutely right! I never expected you to be so philosophical!"

Xinyan couldn't help but clap her hands excitedly a few times.

"Yes, yes, these are all lessons Mr. Xiao has learned from his rich life experience; they're very helpful to us,"

I quickly chimed in.

"Not at all, these are all old experiences; you young people can just take them as a reference,"

Mr. Xiao said, then threw his head back and laughed heartily.

"Who says? Ever since I saw the transfer order, I've been feeling uneasy. Not only am I afraid I won't do a good job,
but I'm also afraid of embarrassing you. Your advice just now has dispelled many of my doubts."

The two chatted back and forth, and I couldn't get a word in edgewise, so I just kept refilling their water bottles.
Watching these two impeccably dressed people sitting together discussing business, I couldn't help but recall
the scene at the wedding banquet where Xinyan accompanied Dawei and his wife as they toasted each table of guests.

In human society, clothing and occasion are two very interesting things. In the photography studio, Xinyan, Meiying, and
Dawei could pose naked together for indecent photos, but the moment they put on clothes, they could move gracefully through
the , politely greeting all sorts of guests. I wonder
how President Xiao enjoyed Xinyan last night in the bridal chamber. These two bodies, united in the most ecstatic moments of male and female pleasure, could sit down and
talk about work and philosophy as soon as they put on clothes, and even as a woman's husband.

"Oh dear, Mr. Xiao, I almost forgot you smoke. Look, I just finished my last pack, and I'm out of cigarettes at home
."

"Yes, that's unfortunate, I didn't have any on me either." "

Why don't I go buy some right away? It'll be quick."

"Never mind, don't bother. Let's just enjoy our tea."

Mr. Xiao glanced at Xin Yan, who was calmly sipping her tea, and quickly became polite.

"You see, I don't usually drink tea, but after drinking your fine tea today, I really want to smoke."

Before I could finish speaking, I stood up, glanced at Xin Yan's ambiguous smile after she put down her teacup, and quickly
walked out the house.

Just as I entered the convenience store at the entrance of the residential area, my phone vibrated in my pocket. I figured it must be Xinyan's WeChat message,
probably telling me to stall for time before going back. So I leisurely browsed the store for a while, picked out
a carton of good cigarettes, and went to pay at the checkout.

The cashier was on the phone asking for the specific unit and apartment number of a resident in the neighborhood. These days, community convenience
stores offer delivery and cash-on-delivery services, and I figured Xinyan probably used that service often, but that didn't stop me
from making a special trip downstairs just to buy a carton of cigarettes.

Just as I was pondering the difference between once and a hundred times between men and women, my phone vibrated again. I was secretly startled
— was it over already? Curious, I pulled out my phone to check the message.

"What do you want?!" "Come back quickly!" "Frustrated"

—that was the first message Xinyan sent.

"We've run out of condoms at home, could you bring some back with you? Go buy some groceries too, let's invite Mr. Xiao over for dinner tonight .
"

This was the second message Xin Yan had just sent.

A sudden unease gripped me. I grabbed the cigarettes and change from the counter and turned to rush out of the convenience store, but the sky
suddenly darkened, and a torrential downpour began. I stopped at the store entrance, feeling
as if the rain had poured down on my heart. I paced back and forth on the steps under the awning, trembling, before finally opening
the pack of cigarettes in my hand, taking one out, and lighting it after several attempts. Thinking this old thing
probably wouldn't last long, I decided to wait in the convenience store.

About ten minutes later, taking advantage of a slight decrease in the rain, I rushed back to my apartment building, still soaked to
the bone . As I hopped and skipped up the last flight of stairs to my door, my legs suddenly felt incredibly
heavy, as if they were filled with lead. My trembling hands pressed against my already rock-hard crotch, fumbling for the zipper several times before finally giving
in and pulling out my erection.

I'd only been fiddling with it a few times when I heard someone running upstairs. I quickly shoved my fully erect
penis back into my pants, and just as I was about to peek down, a red figure, damp with sweat, bumped into me
.

"Meiying?!"

"Yiming?! What are you doing here?"

Meiying, who had caught me masturbating earlier, glanced at my still-unzipped pants.

I was just lamenting that my wife was being penetrated inside while I could only masturbate outside, when Meiying suddenly appeared out of nowhere
, offering me her warm, fragrant lips and tender vulva. I quickly made a "shh" sound, pulled her back to the
corner of the stairs, and hugged her tightly, kissing her passionately.

Before Meiying could catch her breath, I turned her around. Meiying quickly braced herself against the stair railing,
thrusting her hips back. When I pulled up the hem of her tight skirt, I found she was still naked underneath,
just So I pulled out my even harder member and aimed it at her tight buttocks. Meiying wasn't
fully lubricated, so there was a lot of resistance when I entered. To avoid making a sound, she covered her
mouth with one hand.

I moved my hips slowly, pushing and pulling a few times to let her adjust. Once she was quickly wet
, I gradually increased the speed and pressure.

"Cough cough..."

Suddenly, a few fake coughs came from somewhere. I turned my head and saw a man
holding a phone pointed at Meiying and me, recording as he walked up to us.

"What are you doing! Stop recording! Stop recording!"

I quickly separated from Meiying, tucking my still-warm and fluid-covered genitals back into my pants,
and shouted in a low voice. Meiying was startled and covered her face, then immediately used one hand to pull down her skirt.

The guy pressed the stop button and lowered the phone that had been covering his face.

"You are..."

I suddenly realized that this person looked familiar, especially his slightly protruding front teeth, but I couldn't remember
where I had seen him before. Meiying heard the "ding-dong" sound, knew that the recording had stopped, and also let go of her face.

"It's you..."

she cried out, quickly covering her mouth.

"Yeah, you thought I couldn't find you? Hehe."

The man also lowered his voice, speaking smugly.

"Who is he?"

"Well, he's the taxi driver from last night..."

Mei Ying stammered after a long pause.

"What are you doing here?"

"Ask your wife." "

Oh, don't even mention it! I never thought there really were people like that, waiting for their prey to come to them."

"Hey, don't put it so harshly. I'm just a bride-chaser now. I figured you'd be having your homecoming banquet at
that , so I waited at the door. Didn't I actually catch you, my little rabbit."

"Didn't Dawei bring you back?"

"Well, I left early. Dawei drank too much again, so he called a taxi himself. I didn't expect
to run into him."

"Then how did he follow you here?"

"Oh dear, you have no idea how cunning your rabbit is. She tricked me into buying something at the convenience store in the neighborhood. I
thought that in this heavy rain, I should at least walk her downstairs. But she ran off without even paying for the ride
."

"Why didn't you pay her for the ride?!"

I then noticed that Meiying was also soaked. I thought to myself that she always liked to play tricks, otherwise this girl
wouldn't have come knocking on my door.

"I sneaked away from the banquet, and besides, look at me, where's I supposed to put my money? I figured I could just
run , there are so many buildings in this neighborhood..."

"You forgot, our taxi drivers know the way very well, especially last night was so unforgettable, otherwise how would you
have run into this mess?"

"I'll pay for her fare."

I reached into my pocket and pulled out the money I had left over from buying cigarettes, casually pulling out a few bills and handing it over.

"You think you can get rid of me like that? Forgot I have this?"

The taxi driver waved his phone and snorted.

"Fine, here you go, just delete what you just recorded."

I handed over all the money I had.

"If that's how you're going to do it, I think we should just forget about it. I'll just put the video online and add the
address to my profile."

The guy said casually, turning to go downstairs.

"Come back! So what do you want?"

I reached out and tugged at his shoulder, and he immediately turned around.

"My conditions are simple. It was too dark last night, and I didn't get a clear look at your sister-in-law's alluring body. Just let
me take a few photos as a souvenir, and I'll delete the video in front of you."

"How can that be? What's the difference between that and taking a video?!"

I glared at him fiercely.

"Oh, I forgot to mention that you can cover your face, anyway, her voice and smile are deeply etched
in my mind."

"Then delete the video first."

Mei Ying reached out to grab his phone.

"Hey, hey, don't touch me, or I'll call for help and give your neighbors a live recording."

"How can we trust you?"

I was afraid this guy would mess things up, so my tone softened noticeably.

"Don't underestimate me just because I'm a lowly rickshaw puller. I'm a man of my word. Besides, this is your territory, what are you afraid of?" "

Go ahead and film it, but you have to keep your word."

Mei Ying was probably afraid that if things continued like this, it would be even more troublesome if someone came up or down the stairs. After saying that, she
took a step back , covered her face with her hands, and stood up straight.

"I'm not taking this picture. If you guys keep playing around like this, I'm leaving."

"Then how do you want to take the picture? Do you want me to pose for you?"

"Of course I want to pose, but you have to take your clothes off first."

"What, what? I won't do it!"

Mei Ying immediately protested, shaking her shoulders.

"You said you'd cover your face..."

I said, grabbing one of Mei Ying's hands and giving her a helpless look.

"Then hurry up..."

Seeing Mei Ying lower her head and not speak, I turned to the taxi driver and said.

Mei Ying shook her head helplessly, covering her face with one hand and pulling her skirt down from her chest with the other.

"Come on, honey, go help me out."

The guy saw that Mei Ying could only use one hand and looked very helpless, so he grinned and suggested.

Not counting the time she proactively undressed the boy in the fitting room, this is the second time Meiying has had her red dress taken from her today.
The first time was by a jealous mother, and now it's by the man she's always had a crush on.
The common thread is that they both stem from Xinyan's revenge against Meiying.

If Xinyan hadn't initially wanted to expose Meiying in public in front of me, she wouldn't have been in
the desperate situation of being publicly stripped in the security room. If Xinyan hadn't forced Meiying to perform oral sex on a taxi driver downstairs at my place last night,
this guy would never have found his way here. The incident this morning gradually escalated into something Meiying herself orchestrated;
although she wasn't entirely unscathed, she ultimately managed to escape unscathed. I had absolutely no idea how this situation, which I was
now would end.

I could only walk forward like a wooden puppet and roll down the bright red elastic fabric covering Mei Ying's breasts.
Her large, white breasts immediately sprang out, her smooth skin still glistening with raindrops.

"Okay, don't move, let's take a half-naked picture first."

A flash illuminated the dimly lit stairwell, capturing the first
image of Mei Ying with her clothes undressed by her man.

"Sister-in-law, turn around, I want to take another side shot. It's a shame not to take a side shot of these big breasts."

Mei Ying had no choice but to turn around, and the flash went off again.

"One hand covering your face is enough, right? Put your arm down, that side of you, yes."

As she put her arm down, the guy quickly pressed the shutter, capturing Mei Ying's
breasts, which looked even more prominent from the side.

"Sister-in-law, use this hand to lift up your big breasts, yes, okay. Don't move, I'll take another close-up. Look
how beautiful those nipples are. I told you, sister-in-law, you should cover your face properly."

Only after the taxi driver reminded me did I notice that Mei Ying's nipples had already become erect in just a short while, and the one on
this still had water droplets dripping from the ends of her hair. Being stripped naked by the man she admires and having her naked body photographed by another
stranger —I completely understand the shame and
excitement a woman feels because of this. Because my own penis was already hard.

"Okay. Come on, husband, keep going, keep taking it off."

The tight skirt clinging to Meiying's body was pulled down to her lower abdomen, almost revealing the vulva, when
that guy shouted "Stop."

"Let's take a picture before the third point is shown."

"Can you hurry up? What if someone comes out?"

My apartment is basically full; if it weren't for the heavy rain, it would be bustling with people.
I'm already lucky that no one has come and gone for so long.

"Okay, okay. Then husband, hurry up and help wife undress completely."

His words made it sound like I was impatient to strip my "wife" naked for him to photograph.
I didn't have time to think much; to save time, I quickly pulled the skirt down to Meiying's knees. Before the fabric was completely removed from
her lower abdomen , Meiying placed her hands on the details of her front.

"Let go of my hand! If I remember correctly, my sister-in-law is a 'white tiger' (a woman without hair). This is the first time I've ever seen a woman without any hair
. I also remember that my sister-in-law has a habit of not wearing underwear."

The woman lifted her legs so I could take her skirt out from under her feet, and the guy exclaimed in admiration. I straightened up
and shook the skirt, which was rolled up in a ball, and even stretched it with my hands, trying to smooth it out as much as possible. These meaningless actions
were just to prevent myself from seeing the "wife" I had just stripped naked.

Now, apart from the pair of 6-inch red high heels that made her stand tall and graceful, Mei Ying's fair
body was completely naked, and her skin was shining from being stretched at her hip bones. Her slightly fuller figure, compared to Xin Yan's, made her appear even more alluring
standing on the dimly lit stairwell than when she was lying in bed.

Even without looking at Mei Ying, I knew that although she covered most of her face, her once
fair cheeks were now flushed.

Perhaps because she had been wantonly caressed the previous night, this time, without him urging her, Mei Ying
slid her hand from her inner thigh to her side. She tried to keep her legs together and tuck in her lower abdomen, but
unexpectedly, her plump inner thighs made her smooth mounds of flesh appear even more prominent, and the pores along the sides of her vulva
were faintly visible.

"Look at that plump mons pubis, it's so pretty without hair, and you can see that alluring vulva cleft so clearly, and
that round indentation at the top; come on, sister-in-law, turn around, yes. Look at that pert butt, it's a real
chrysanthemum platform."

This guy not only blatantly praised the shameful details of a woman's private parts, but also used "chrysanthemum platform" to describe a woman
's buttocks. Every time the names of the female organs she exposed were mentioned, the flesh on Meiying's body would
tremble slightly. Watching my "wife," whom I had personally stripped naked, allowing a strange man to
frequently capture the mature female characteristics of her body on camera, I suddenly felt a panic in my heart, as if I was
more impulsive than the photographer.

"Come on, sister-in-law, turn around again. Look at that tiny waist and big butt, brother, you're so lucky."

Meiying's alluring waistline was even more pronounced than Xinyan's, adding infinite sexiness to her full, pear-shaped buttocks. I've always
believed that for women with perfect curves, a simple standing posture is actually more alluring than deliberate posing. This
discerning guy didn't hold back and took several pictures.

"Come on, bend over a little."

Suddenly, my phone vibrated in my pocket. I took it out and saw it was a WeChat message from Xinyan.

"Are you stuck somewhere in the rain? I'll bring an umbrella and come pick you up."

I didn't know how to reply to this WeChat message, and subconsciously looked up
at . As soon as I finished this inconspicuous little gesture, I inwardly groaned, because the taxi driver followed my
gaze and gave me a barely perceptible sly smile.

"Sister-in-law, you've already turned around, you don't need to cover your face anymore. Use your hands to spread your buttocks a little bit."

Meiying was about to straighten up, a little indignant, when I quickly reached out and touched her bare shoulder. As a man,
I knew very well what these photos would be used for in the future, so clear and explicit images of the woman's private parts
were indispensable; otherwise, it would be difficult to achieve a satisfactory effect for the user. The only thing I could do now was to cooperate
with him as much as possible and let this all end quickly.

In order to keep the back of her head facing the camera, Meiying didn't dare to turn her head to look at me, so she could only reach behind her and slightly spread
her plump buttocks apart.

"Sister-in-law, spread it wider, good. A little wider, really good. Look how clean this anus is. Come
on push it back a little more, show your labia, good, great."

Whether it was because she spread it too hard, or because she heard the taxi driver calling out her genitals, or because her most private parts were being carefully observed and photographed in front of her
beloved man, Meiying's
hands trembled noticeably with her buttocks. The chrysanthemum, originally hidden in the center of the dark butterfly wings, was now fully exposed,
and even the shameful, scorched flesh below was vying to emerge from the hairless ravine,
slowly spreading out with shimmering moisture.

Although I had been fortunate enough to frolic in this fragrant place, the first time I seriously examined those amazing terrains and landforms
was with a stranger.

"Sister-in-law, come lie down. Don't just stand there, you don't know how to lie down? Yes, knees on the ground and hands supporting your body
. Just face me with your buttocks, I'm afraid I'll hit your face."

Mei Ying quickly got into position as the taxi driver instructed, and although her limbs were firmly supporting her, her bare
buttocks still trembled slightly.

"Stick your ass out a little more, lower your waist, yes. It looks really good, doesn't it?" Husband?

His tone was full of teasing when he said "husband." Actually, he should have known about my
relationship with Meiying from the beginning.

When I saw Meiying's adjusted position, it was directly the female-dominant position for intercourse.
The organs between Meiying's buttocks were even more swollen than when she had bent over and spread them apart with her hands. They could be described as hungry and thirsty,
as if they were anxiously waiting to be filled. If there hadn't been outsiders present, I almost couldn't help but pounce on
her.

Although I had caressed this body before, this was the first time I had seen those details directly, and I was just an idle
bystander. Faced with such a disgusting scene, I could only console myself that Meiying hadn't shown her face, though
I knew in my heart that this was enough for the man to enjoy later.

The taxi driver, squatting on the ground, moved from several angles and took several pictures, each time Meiying carefully
avoiding the camera's view. I thought of the queen in the video who had wantonly humiliated Xinyan in front of everyone yesterday, and now that she
herself was being forced to undress and being watched, she was terrified. I suddenly hoped that the taxi driver would be
bold enough to secretly take a few pictures of her face, and then I would find a way to cover for him.

Everyone knows that when men take pictures of women, they are ultimately aiming for the most shameful parts of women and the most shameful
actions. So I silently prayed that the unbearable moment would finally pass.

"That's enough. Women only have so much on their bodies, taking more pictures won't make a difference. That's enough,"

I protested in a low voice. As time passed, I worried not only about being seen by people going up or down the stairs, but also
about the fact that even though we couldn't see this spot through the peephole, Xinyan could expose us if she opened the door and peeked out.

"Okay, okay, a few more classic poses and we're done,"

the guy said with a grin.

Just then, the door across from my house opened, and an old neighbor came out. Meiying was startled.
He leaped up from the ground and pressed himself against me. While observing the old man, I backed away, squeezing Meiying
into a corner. The other guy quickly came over to help block Meiying. I tugged at Meiying's arm,
signaling her to squat down.

"Hey, what are you two doing?"

The old man, carrying an umbrella, glanced warily at the two men who looked somewhat uneasy as he passed by.

"Oh, Grandpa Zhang, you're going out?"

I quickly greeted him, trying to keep my voice down.

"Yes, my son is taking me out to eat. Hey, what's that thing?"

Grandpa Zhang's voice echoed in the hallway as he pointed behind us.

"Oh, it's a dog. It probably took shelter in our stairwell because of the rain."

I knew Uncle Zhang's eyesight wasn't good, and thankfully it wasn't someone else, so I lowered my voice.

"What dog? It's so big!"

Uncle Zhang said, poking Meiying with the tip of his umbrella.

"Hey, hey, don't poke her! It really is a big dog. Don't provoke it and it might bite you. We'll shield you,
you should go."

The taxi driver quickly advised.

"Who are you? I've never seen you before."

"Oh, this is a friend of mine who came to visit."

I quickly explained.

"Why is this dog hairless? Let me see."

Uncle Zhang said, bending down to get a closer look.

"Oh, it's a Shar Pei, hairless, hairless, not a single hair."

The taxi driver winked at me.

"You're lying, there's no such thing as a Shar Pei that big. Besides, I clearly saw hair on its head."

"Woof, woof, woof..."

Suddenly, a dog barked from behind us.

"Oh dear, you've provoked it. You'd better get away quickly, don't let it bite you."

I reached out and took Grandpa Zhang's arm, protecting him as we left.

"You two be careful too, these dogs that run around and bark are no good, don't play around and get bitten again."

With that, Grandpa Zhang turned the corner shakily and went downstairs.

"Dad, what are you dawdling for? Hurry up."

Grandpa Zhang's son suddenly called from downstairs.

"You're always rushing me, what's the hurry?!"

Grandpa Zhang complained as he carefully descended the steps.

"Dad, I just heard a dog barking."

"Yeah, a dog ran into the stairwell. A big one, a Shar Pei. The neighbor caught it."

"Really? I'll come up and see."

Footsteps echoed from downstairs.

"You've always been all excited about dogs since you were little, aren't you going to eat?"

"You go down and wait in the car, I'll just take a look and come right back down."

Grandpa Zhang's son said excitedly as he passed his father. When he stood in front of us and saw
the white flesh exposed between our legs, he froze.

"Don't make a sound, we're doing a private photoshoot. Your dad almost saw us."

I hurriedly explained.

"Wow, this dog is huge! My dad's gone downstairs, you guys go ahead."

Zhang Daye's son, Zhang Xiaotao, knew me and Xinyan. He deliberately shouted downstairs first, then immediately
lowered his voice and said mysteriously

, "We've finished filming and are about to leave. Your dad's still waiting downstairs."

I covered Meiying's back with the skirt I had been holding behind me, urging Zhang Xiaotao to hurry up.

"Who said we're finished filming? We haven't filmed the classic pose yet."

The taxi driver immediately protested, stepping aside to
reveal Meiying, whose back was only covered by the skirt.

"Wow, there's still the classic pose, you guys film it, you guys film it."

"No way, how can I film it with you standing there?"

I said unhappily, giving Zhang Xiaotao a light push.

"It's alright, the female model doesn't care about this. Get up, let's finish the shoot and call it a day."

The taxi driver removed the skirt from Mei Ying's back and handed it to me, reaching out to pull Mei Ying's arm. Mei Ying
shook off his arm, squatted on the ground for a second or two, then suddenly stood up,
turning her naked body face to Zhang Xiaotao, no longer hiding her face.

"Never seen a private shoot before? I'll show you today."

Mei Ying's full breasts trembled slightly as she spoke, making Zhang Xiaotao stare wide-eyed.

"Help the female model spread out on the steps so she can sit on them."

The taxi driver instructed me, pretending to be very experienced, but still trying to keep his voice very low.

I laid out my dress on the third step, then helped Meiying, who was wearing high heels, carefully
up two steps. Her bare buttocks trembled as she sat down, lightly touching her swaying
breasts with her arms, and then raised her legs towards the three men.

"Spread your legs, hurry up and spread them. Be professional,"

the taxi driver said, looking at Meiying who hesitated and didn't do as he said, his phone hanging down in displeasure.

"Oh, this position wasn't in the package,"

I thought, wondering what a classic move this was, and quickly pulled him back.

"You forgot, the contract is all in my phone,"

the taxi driver said, waving his phone at Meiying and me respectively, and glaring at us.

"I don't remember."

"I said I do!"

This guy waved his phone forcefully in front of me, speaking in an uncompromising tone.

"Shut up, or someone will hear us."

Mei Ying, her cheeks flushed, tossed her wet hair behind her back and spread her legs wide into
a capital M. The bright red dress beneath her hips made her skin appear even whiter, making
the dark cleavage emerging from the center of her snow-white skin appear even more alluringly sinister. Her legs, clad in 6-inch heels, were slightly muscular, which
added to the overall impact of the image.

The last wedding photo, with semen gushing out, flashed before my eyes again. I tried to
superimpose , only to find that women's organs, like their faces, are ever-changing, each appearance revealing a different
charm.

"Make it bigger, make it bigger. Okay, don't move."

The taxi driver kept clicking the shutter. Mei Ying's alluring body, with its perfectly exposed
cleavage and precipitous curves, was captured in the lens.

"Are these female models all hairless?"

Zhang Xiaotao squatted on the ground, excitedly turning his head to examine the naked Meiying, finally fixing his gaze
on her exposed private parts.

"This is called aesthetics, you know? Besides, only this way can you get a clear picture,"

the taxi driver boasted smugly.

"Hey, why don't you guys use a professional camera?"

"This is called improvisation, you don't understand, do you?"

Hearing the taxi driver's words, Zhang Xiaotao nodded a few times in agreement, his eyes never leaving Meiying's crotch
.

"Hey, spread your legs a little wider,"

the taxi driver instructed Meiying to use the same method he used to humiliate Xinyan. But Meiying foolishly
spread her legs to the extreme.

"The photographer asked you to separate your labia."

Unexpectedly, Zhang Xiaotao explained seriously.

Mei Ying's body trembled, and she stiffly reached between her legs to separate the two dark fleshy labia. Just then,
my phone vibrated again. I took it out and saw it was another WeChat message from Xin Yan.

"When are you coming back? If you can't, take a taxi. Don't get wet in the rain. I just heard
a dog , be careful on your way back."

My hand holding the phone trembled slightly because Mei Ying's current position was
visible .

"You can't see it yourself, let me help you straighten it."

Seeing that Mei Ying was only separating them haphazardly, the taxi driver stepped forward and carefully straightened them. The two
fleshy parts kept trying to shrink back, so he had to use his fingertips to dab some of the liquid flowing from the pink center and smear it a few times,
pressing them to the sides and then patiently smoothing them out.

When he stepped back, Mei Ying looked up, the veins in her neck bulging, and her lower abdomen heaving rapidly
.

"Okay, that's it. Don't move. Your labia are quite thick; they'll bounce back if you move. Yes, make your expression more sexy."

The taxi driver's explanation made me realize the difference between Meiying and Xinyan—one was shorter and thicker, the other
thinner and longer.

"Should you wipe off the vaginal fluid? It's almost dripping into your anus. And that white discharge on your labia looks like frost on a
persimmon . Aren't you going to take care of it?"

Zhang Xiaotao's eyes were glued to her as she spoke, and she even secretly reached out to rub her crotch. The humidity intensified
the feminine scent that instantly filled the air.

"No need, no need. That's the effect I wanted. This is called natural, you wouldn't understand."

"Alright, we've finished filming according to the contract."

I also secretly reached out and pressed my mountain-like crotch, whispering in the taxi driver's ear.

"Model, lower your head, toss your hair in front of you, and cover your face. Okay, don't move. Very good."

The taxi driver pressed the shutter a few more times. I thought to myself that this guy was quite sensible; he knew that
when we deleted the video later, he would delete those photos that showed her face along with it, so he specially took a few more photos that showed her breasts but not her face. Before
he could put down his phone, I rushed forward, reached out and grabbed Meiying's arm, helping her up from the ground, her body stiff.

Meiying was having a hard time putting on her wet dress with her back to everyone, her body trembling the whole time. I wanted to go over and say
something , but she turned her head away.

"Hey, when are you guys next time? Call me!"

Zhang Xiaotao said ingratiatingly to the taxi driver.

"It's hard to say, I'll let you know later."

"Then can I leave my phone number?"

"No need, just look for him. Isn't he your dad's neighbor?"

"Where have you been, you little brat? You forgot your dad when you saw a dog, huh? Turns out it's a female dog."

Old Zhang's angry shout came from downstairs.

"Brother Yiming, I'll look for you when I get back. Be sure to call me then."

Zhang Xiaotao said and turned to rush downstairs.

"What's the rush? I'll go down with you. Let me tell you about the fun things about private photography."

The taxi driver pulled Zhang Xiaotao back, wanting to go downstairs shoulder to shoulder with him.

"Hey, you forgot about the contract issue?"

I winked at him, hoping he had just accidentally forgotten our previous agreement.

"Oh, about that. Yiming, you explain it to the female model. I have to go, so I won't wait for you."

This guy, after hearing Zhang Xiaotao call my name earlier, actually mimicked him and called me by my name. I cursed inwardly at
how cunning and strange these taxi drivers were.

"Stop! Don't go! Don't go!"

Meiying stomped her feet angrily, but didn't dare to actually chase after him. She was probably like me, afraid that this
guy, who already knew a certain amount of my personal information, would reveal the whole thing in front of my neighbors.

"It's okay, you can talk to Yiming about the details."

The taxi driver didn't even turn around, chatting and laughing with Zhang Xiaotao as they went downstairs, and actually
swaggered away .

"What am I going to do? In all the photos taken later, my face is showing, and..."

"Who would have thought Zhang Xiaotao would pop up! Taxi drivers are never good people anyway, we shouldn't
have trusted him in the first place!"

"Now he even knows who you are, won't that cause trouble later?"

"We'll see when the time comes, luckily she doesn't know who you are."

"Who says? This is a small place, if he posts it online, someone might really
recognize . How am I supposed to face people then? Plus those photos of me lying on the ground, I might really be called a slutty
bitch."

The thought of barking a few times and actually becoming a bitch filled Meiying's voice
with grievance .

"Don't think about it too much now, let's talk about it when we get home."

Having no other options, I couldn't care less about her anymore; my mind started wandering to the other
female dog behind that door just a few steps away.

[To be continued]

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