Unabridged chapters 1-13 of Dr. Eccentric Love, by wdch Tatsuya

Dr. Eccentric Love
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Chapter 1
Professor Xiang Dong of the Chinese Department at Z University is having some trouble lately.
His girlfriend, Ling Yunxue, a seventeen-year-old freshman, is pregnant. When he found out, the baby was already three months along, and the doctor said that an abortion at that time would be risky. To make matters worse, the highly individualistic Ling Yunxue insists on not having an abortion and wants to give birth to the baby. How could this not cause him immense worry? She's only seventeen, not even of legal marriage age.
If he dares to defy convention and marry his student, his job will likely be in jeopardy. What will become of him, a prestigious PhD from Z University? What good career path is there for a Chinese literature PhD student besides becoming a university professor?
Thinking of this, he sincerely regrets being seduced by Ling Yunxue and having an illicit affair with her. Worse still, he'd had sex with her without fully understanding what was going on, and she knew nothing about contraception, only realizing she was pregnant after three months. By then, it was too late to take any measures.
Fortunately, his status as a professor at Z University still offered some advantages. He'd spent several days working on it and had already arranged for Ling Yunxue to take a year off from her studies. Anyway, he'd just have to get the baby out of there; things would work themselves out!
Xiang Dong comforted himself, got out of the taxi, and followed the address on the text message to Ling Yunxue's apartment complex. She was already resting at home, and it was only right and proper for Xiang Dong to take care of her. Since he didn't have classes today, he'd bought some supplements and paid her a visit.
In the elevator, Xiang Dong was filled with anxiety, wondering how he should explain things to Ling Yunxue's parents. Would they be furious, or would they reluctantly accept the reality? Regardless, they definitely didn't like him. Leaving aside the fact that he had gotten their young daughter pregnant, the mere fact that he was thirteen years older than Ling Yunxue was enough to make them unhappy.
It was a lose-lose situation, so
Xiang Dong gritted his teeth and rang Ling Yunxue's doorbell.
The door opened quickly, but it wasn't Ling Yunxue who opened it, but a woman who looked seven or eight parts like her, about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, with a face like a spring flower, exceptionally beautiful, with a full and well-proportioned figure, even more beautiful than Ling Yunxue. The two women were slightly taken aback when they saw each other. Just then, the sound of slippers clattered, and Ling Yunxue ran over happily, calling out joyfully, "Xiang Dong, you're here?"
Xiang Dong met her smiling face and said with a smile, "Xue'er, how come I didn't know you had an older sister?"
The two women inside giggled at this. Ling Yunxue winked mischievously, while the woman at the door blushed and said, "You're so good with words. Do I look that young? I'm Xue'er's mother. You're Xiang Dong, right? Come in."
Xiang Dong was speechless, his mouth agape, unable to utter a word for a long time. Ling Yunxue's mother was far too young! Even the most well-maintained middle-aged woman wouldn't look only twenty-seven or twenty-eight; she looked to be at most thirty-six or thirty-seven. Did that mean she gave birth to Ling Yunxue around twenty? No wonder she maintained such a good figure; women who give birth early recover more easily.
Upon entering the house, Xiang Dong had just put down the tonics he was carrying when Ling Yunxue pulled him to sit on the sofa. Ling's mother made a cup of tea, brought it over, and handed it to Xiang Dong before gracefully sitting down on the other side of the sofa. She looked Xiang Dong up and down, and said reproachfully, "Xiang Dong, Xue'er said you're her teacher? It's one thing for her to be young and naive, but you seem like a mature and stable person. Why don't you think about her? Having a child at such a young age, what do you think about her future?"
Xiang Dong said sheepishly, "Auntie, don't worry, I'm not an irresponsible person. I will take care of Xue'er for the rest of my life. After the child is born, whether Xue'er wants to continue her studies or stay home to focus on raising the child, I will respect her opinion and ensure she has a worry-free life."
Ling Yunxue... Pouting her pink lips and clinging to Xiang Dong's arm, she said, "Mom, I've told you before, Xiang Dong is a good man. What are you worried about? You gave birth to me when you were nineteen, and I'm just following your example. What's wrong with that?"
Hearing this, Ling's mother frowned and snapped, "Shut up! It's precisely because of my example that I don't want you to follow in my footsteps, but who knew you'd still cause me so much trouble!"
Seeing the mother and daughter arguing, Xiang Dong quickly tried to smooth things over, saying, "Xue'er, be good, don't say anything more. Auntie, don't blame Xue'er. Blame me instead. It's no use regretting it now. All this arguing will only upset the baby."
Ling's mother fell silent, but her heaving chest remained aroused, clearly still angry. Her breasts were incredibly full and round, extremely sexy. Xiang Dong dared not look too long, and quickly took Ling Yunxue's small hand, softly asking, "Xue'er, how have you been feeling these past few days? Have you been vomiting a lot?"
"I don't feel good, I feel awful. Honey, why don't you move in with me? I'm not used to sleeping alone at night,"
Ling Yunxue said coquettishly, half her body snuggling against Xiang Dong.
Ling's mother watched her daughter rubbing her soft, delicate breasts against Xiang Dong's arm with annoyance, thinking: This crazy girl! Didn't she sleep alone for the past ten years or so? Now that she's found a man, she's suddenly not used to it? Girls really are more attracted to each other!
While the sensation of being caressed by the girl's soft, snowy breasts was incredibly pleasurable, the gaze of his future mother-in-law made him extremely uncomfortable. Xiang Dong quickly coughed, straightened Ling Yunxue's delicate body, and said, "Xue'er, I have classes four days a week, so it's not very convenient for me to live here. Why don't you move into my dormitory?"
Ling's mother was immediately displeased, saying, "How can that be? You're a grown man, how would you know how to take care of a pregnant woman? Besides, how can Xue'er be alone in the dormitory while you're in class? You should move here. It's not big, but you can always find a place to stay. Anyway, there's a subway station nearby that can take you to Z University."
Since his future mother-in-law had spoken, Xiang Dong could only nod obediently. Ling's mother then questioned Xiang Dong about his family situation, and after he answered her questions, Ling Yunxue pulled him into her bedroom under a pretext.
After the door closed, Ling Yunxue gracefully nestled into Xiang Dong's arms like a swallow returning to its nest, giggling, "Husband... I've missed you so much these past few days."
Xiang Dong inhaled the delicate, youthful fragrance emanating from Ling Yunxue, feeling the gentle pressure of her full breasts, and a warm feeling welled up in his heart. He chuckled, "Silly girl, it's only been three days, why are you acting like we haven't seen each other for half a year?"
Ling Yunxue hugged Xiang Dong's strong, muscular waist tightly, murmuring, "Haven't you heard? A day apart feels like three autumns. I just missed you terribly."
Xiang Dong ruffled Ling Yunxue's soft, short hair, chuckling softly, "Mmm. I missed you too, darling."
To be fair, the thirty-year-old Xiang Dong's views on love differed greatly from those of the seventeen-year-old Ling Yunxue.
In their teens, love was paramount, and while young girls like Ling Yunxue were precocious and strong-willed, they were also hopelessly romantic in this regard, easily becoming immersed in idealized love.
But men of Xiang Dong's age have long since experienced the pain of heartbreak and the trials of society, and are no longer so superstitious about love. Yes, Xiang Dong truly loves Ling Yunxue, but besides love, he has many other things to consider. However, for Ling Yunxue, love is everything, and it is precisely because of this that she insists on bearing the fruit of their love, no matter the cost.
As Xiang Dong was reflecting on this, he suddenly felt a tightening in his groin. It turned out that Ling Yunxue had secretly grasped his penis with her small hand. Even through two layers of fabric, the soft touch of her small hand was incredibly pleasurable, and Xiang Dong immediately responded, his penis slowly swelling.
"Don't do anything rash, Auntie is outside."
Xiang Dong was both amused and annoyed, and grabbed Ling Yunxue's playful little hand.
"What are you afraid of? The door is closed, how would she know?"
Ling Yunxue said sweetly, her little hand already pulling on Xiang Dong's zipper.
Xiang Dong, aroused by Ling Yunxue's teasing, was in a state of utter confusion. He said, "What if...you get the baby?"
"Don't you have any common sense?"
Ling Yunxue glared at him, scolding, "After three months, we can have sex. You're already so eager to pamper your son, don't you care about your wife anymore?"
Xiang Dong was both amused and exasperated. He had no choice but to put aside his worries and kissed Ling Yunxue's earlobe, saying softly, "How could I dare? You little vixen, see how I kill you."
Ling Yunxue blushed, her eyes sparkling, and said sweetly, "I'm always being driven to the brink of death by you, and I've become addicted. Good husband, come on..."
Enraged by Ling Yunxue's coquettishness, Xiang Dong could no longer suppress his desire. He grabbed Ling Yunxue's breasts and began to knead them. Because she was at home, Ling Yunxue wasn't wearing a bra under her pink loungewear. The soft, smooth texture of her B-cup breasts was so alluring that Xiang Dong couldn't help but sigh. Ling Yunxue wasn't idle either. She had already loosened Xiang Dong's belt, pulled his trousers and underwear down to the floor, and her small hands grasped his erect penis, eagerly stroking it.
Xiang Dong found her impatient nature amusing. This young girl, though they had made love many times, still didn't know how to please a man. Her forceful stroking offered little pleasure.
Fortunately, Ling Yunxue's alluring body was the best aphrodisiac. Xiang Dong ripped off her pink loungewear, completely exposing her slender and graceful upper body.
To be fair, this seventeen-year-old body was still slightly immature, but her delicate collarbones, rounded and perky breasts, and slender, graceful waist already possessed near-perfect features; all she lacked was the passage of time. Her skin was extremely white, delicate and flawless, smooth to the touch. The moment Xiang Dong touched her breasts, his manhood trembled violently, clearly indicating extreme excitement.
Feeling her lover's reaction, Ling Yunxue felt a surge of pride, her body nestled in his arms deliberately wriggling slightly. Xiang Dong was already on the verge of climax; if it weren't for the child in her womb, he would have already pushed her onto the bed. Now, he could only suppress his desire, bending down to carefully lift her body and gently lay her flat on the bed. He removed his shirt, then reached for the waistband of her pink loungewear, gesturing for Ling Yunxue to slightly lift her buttocks, and slowly pulled her pants down.
Ling Yunxue was wearing pure white cotton underwear today. Although plain, the slightly protruding, beautifully shaped triangle of her vulva was a sight to behold. Even though he had seen it many times before, Xiang Dong still stared intently at her slightly protruding mons pubis, feeling breathless and unable to look away.
"Is it beautiful?"
Ling Yunxue giggled, playfully squeezing her two slender, straight legs together.
"Beautiful, absolutely beautiful,"
Xiang Dong murmured, tearing off her panties. Instantly, her pink jade stream, hidden beneath sparse, soft pubic hair, was revealed, with a few glistening dewdrops at its mouth, a sight of utter eroticism.
Seeing her lover's treasure trembling and shaking, Ling Yunxue felt her breath catch in her throat, her heart pounding like a deer's, and naturally parted her legs.
"Are you really okay?"
Xiang Dong, holding his large penis, approached Ling Yunxue's private parts, still feeling a little uneasy.
"Just be gentle. Be careful not to press on my lower abdomen,"
Ling Yunxue said softly, her voice filled with a deep, wetness.
Hearing this, Xiang Dong didn't hesitate any longer, slightly thrusting his hips, and his large tip squeezed into her narrow, slippery honey hole. As the man's penis penetrated deeper, Ling Yunxue's mons pubis swelled more and more, as if her honeyed orifice could no longer contain Xiang Dong's enormous size, about to burst. Her labia also expanded to their limit, tightly encircling the large, round shaft.
"Mmm..."
Although the scene looked quite breathtaking, Ling Yunxue only let out a satisfied moan. Clearly, she was very familiar with this kind of intrusion, feeling no pain, but rather extreme pleasure.
Xiang Dong placed his hands under Ling Yunxue's armpits and slowly began to thrust his penis. He didn't even dare to thrust all the way in, fearing that this momentary pleasure might bring Ling Yunxue a lifetime of regret. It
was past five o'clock when Ling's mother brought the steaming hot food to the table, took off her apron, and went to call her daughter and future son-in-law for dinner.
These two guys were really inconsiderate. Not only did they not help with the cooking, but they didn't even know to come out and eat after the food was prepared. Did she expect them to be stuffed into their mouths? Ling's mother muttered to herself as she approached her daughter's bedroom. Just as she was about to knock, she heard her daughter's soft sobs coming from inside.
What's wrong? Ling's mother's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that her future son-in-law, only six or seven years younger than her, had a habit of hitting women? He seemed so refined; surely he wouldn't do such a thing? Concerned and flustered, Ling's mother pressed her ear against the door. Now she could hear it even more clearly. Inside, there was not only her daughter's sobs, but also Xiang Dong's heavy breathing, and even the creaking of the wooden bed.
So they were doing *that*! Ling's mother blushed instantly, her heart racing. These two, how could they have no sense of propriety! In broad daylight… even if they wanted to, they should have thought about the baby in her womb! These young people nowadays…!
Ling's mother, fearing that Xiang Dong had hurt her daughter, was eavesdropping for a while longer. She only heard her daughter urgently cry out, "Husband, it feels so good! Faster, faster, almost there!" before rushing back to the living room. Sitting on the sofa, her chest heaving, she was filled with shame and anger. This Xue'er, so young, how could she be so lewd? It must be Xiang Dong who taught her!
Ten minutes later, Xiang Dong and Ling Yunxue finally emerged from the bedroom, looking rather sullen. Both their faces were flushed, especially Ling Yunxue's, her bright eyes almost brimming with tears. Seeing their appearance, Ling's mother became even angrier, but unable to vent her anger, she remained silent, sulking.
Seeing Ling's mother's displeasure, Xiang Dong, not being stupid, immediately realized that she had discovered their lovemaking. Therefore, he had to be even more careful with his words and actions, afraid of making her even angrier. He only glared at Ling Yunxue fiercely when she went to get the food. Ling Yunxue, seeing this, simply blinked her beautiful eyes indifferently.
After finishing the meal, Xiang Dong, seeing that the atmosphere wasn't very good, excused himself and hurriedly said goodbye, saying he had to go back to school to prepare for his lesson. Just before leaving, he glanced at the water bill on the shoe cabinet by the door, which read "Owner: Jia Ruyue." He suddenly realized that his future mother-in-law was not only beautiful, but also had a beautiful name.
The next morning at eight o'clock, Xiang Dong, who had class, hurriedly entered the Chinese Department's teaching building. At the second-floor stairwell, he met Teacher Li from the Student Affairs Office. From him, he learned that the department head, Yuan Shuanghua, wanted to see him. He couldn't help but feel uneasy. Had she discovered his affair with Ling Yunxue?
Xiang Dong raised his wrist to check his watch. There was still half an hour before class, so he went up to the third floor, arrived at Yuan Shuanghua's office, and knocked on the door.
"Who is it?"
Yuan Shuanghua's voice was clear and crisp.
"Director Yuan, it's me, Xiang Dong."
"Oh, Professor Xiang? Come in."
Xiang Dong opened the door and walked in, then closed it behind him. He steeled himself and walked to Yuan Shuanghua's desk, asking, "Director Yuan, I heard from Teacher Li that you wanted to see me?"
As he spoke, his gaze fell on Yuan Shuanghua's face.
This was an extremely beautiful face; Xiang Dong wouldn't even dare to look at her too much unless absolutely necessary. In fact, if she weren't so beautiful, why would Principal Fang have divorced his ex-wife to marry her? And if she weren't Principal Fang's wife, how could she, at only thirty-three years old and without even a doctorate, become the head of the Chinese Department?
"Professor Xiang, please sit down,"
Yuan Shuanghua said, looking at Xiang Dong with a half-smile. "It's like this, I've heard some gossip, and I'd like to ask you to verify it."
Today she was wearing a light gray business suit; the well-fitting cut accentuated her shapely upper body, and the white shirt underneath tightly hugged her ample breasts, making her extremely sexy and alluring.
However, Xiang Dong had no time to appreciate this sight and asked hastily, "What gossip is it?"
"Someone said that Ling Yunxue applied for a year's leave of absence, and that has something to do with you? You even helped her with the paperwork."
Xiang Dong's heart sank upon hearing this. Yes, he asked Teacher Li from the student affairs office to process Ling Yunxue's leave of absence, but he clearly told Teacher Li to keep this a secret. How could Yuan Shuanghua know? Could it be Teacher Li...? People's hearts are truly unpredictable.
Knowing that he couldn't hide it any longer, Xiang Dong could only vaguely say, "It's true that I helped her with the procedures, but that doesn't mean her dropping out of school has anything to do with me."
Yuan Shuanghua smiled, suddenly stood up, walked around the large desk, and sat down in the chair next to him. Her two long, plump legs, clad in flesh-colored stockings, were crossed, and she said softly, "Xiang Dong, now that things have come to this, are you still going to hide it? I asked Ling Yunxue's dormitory head, and she said that Ling Yunxue showed signs of nausea before dropping out of school. You know that Z University absolutely forbids male professors from having affairs with female students, right? But don't worry, the law is not without human compassion, and I will do my best to help you."
As she said the last few sentences, she gently placed her soft little hand on Xiang Dong's large hand, which was tightly gripping the armrest of the chair.
The rich scent of Yuan Shuanghua's perfume filled his nostrils, her shapely legs swayed before his eyes, her clear, melodious voice filled his ears, and the warm, soft touch of her skin enveloped his hands. If it weren't for the chilling content of her words, Xiang Dong would have already succumbed to lust.
At this moment, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He dared not imagine how he would support Ling Yunxue and her child if he lost this job. Yes, he did write some novels online, earning some royalties, but that only amounted to three or four thousand yuan a month. After deducting daily expenses, even buying baby formula would be a problem.
Xiang Dong felt a splitting headache, and it took him a while to realize that Yuan Shuanghua's small hand was still on the back of his hand, even gently stroking it.
He turned his head slightly, looking at her peach-blossom-like face; her eyes were friendly, and there was a hint of expectation in them. This wasn't the first time she'd acted in a way that went beyond the norm between superiors and subordinates. Previously, Xiang Dong had simply feigned ignorance to get away with it, but this time, with her holding such leverage, could he escape so easily?
"Director Yuan, what can I do to get you to suppress this matter?"
Xiang Dong asked with difficulty. He only hoped that mentioning her identity would make her realize what she was doing.
Yuan Shuanghua stared intently at Xiang Dong for a long while before suddenly smiling sweetly: "Is Ling Yunxue only with you because she likes your simple-mindedness?"
Her small hand remained firmly on the back of Xiang Dong's hand, now even warmer.
Seeing her say this, Xiang Dong knew he could no longer play dumb. He steeled himself and said, "Aren't you afraid..."
Before he could finish his sentence, Yuan Shuanghua sealed his lips with her other small hand. Because of this position, her full breasts almost touched Xiang Dong's body, and the intense psychological stimulation aroused him instantly.
"You have the guts to sleep with underage girls, but not the guts to sleep with the principal's wife?"
Yuan Shuanghua mocked.
Her bluntness deflated Xiang Dong like a punctured balloon, weakly retorting, "I love Xue'er, I don't want to do anything to betray her."
"Xiang Dong, how old are you? You're thirty! How can you still be so immature? What's wrong with sleeping with other women? Which man with a little money doesn't do that? Have you read too many books and become a bookworm?"
Xiang Dong was speechless, dumbfounded for a long time. He couldn't understand Yuan Shuanghua's thoughts, just as she couldn't understand his. Of course, he wasn't a bookworm; he knew how corrupt the outside world was. However, what was wrong with upholding the purity in his heart? Seeing Xiang
Dong remain silent for a long time, Yuan Shuanghua continued, "Perhaps you think I'm too old?"
A trace of sadness appeared in her eyes as she finished speaking.
Xiang Dong quickly said, "No, that's not it. You're not old at all. Many girls in their twenties aren't as pretty as you. Don't get the wrong idea."
Yuan Shuanghua's expression softened, and she giggled, "Then what's your decision? Let me tell you, if it were any other man, he'd probably be trying to get into my bed before I even asked. I've never seen a man like you."
Xiang Dong said unhappily, "Then why don't you go find them?"
"But I just like you just the way you are..."
Yuan Shuanghua gently stroked Xiang Dong's chest, saying softly, "Let's just be lovers, without any responsibility between us, isn't that great? What are your concerns?"
It would be a lie to say Xiang Dong wasn't tempted by such a charming woman begging him to have a relationship, especially since Yuan Shuanghua held his weakness in her hands. After much deliberation, he finally sighed, "Do whatever you want. Do you want it now?"
Yuan Shuanghua giggled like a silver bell, saying, "You, how come you have no sense of romance at all? I can't believe you can win over the most beautiful girl in our Chinese department like this. Go to class first, I'll text you."
With that, Yuan Shuanghua reluctantly pinched Xiang Dong's chest.
After leaving Yuan Shuanghua's office, Xiang Dong let out a long sigh of relief, feeling both a sense of relief and a bitter smile: Was this considered selling myself for personal gain? He really couldn't understand what Yuan Shuanghua saw in him. Indeed, there weren't any young, good-looking male professors in the entire Chinese department, but other departments did have some.
Completely baffled, he could only shake his head and go to class.
At one o'clock in the afternoon, Xiang Dong had just finished lunch in the cafeteria and was about to visit Ling Yunxue when he received a text message from Yuan Shuanghua: "Come to the Holiday Inn near the main gate of the school now, room 1208."
She really couldn't wait. Xiang Dong sighed and headed towards the main gate. Actually, it wasn't that he had no desire for Yuan Shuanghua, but being coerced into doing "that" with her always felt a bit unpleasant.
Entering the Holiday Inn, he took the elevator to the twelfth floor, rang the doorbell for room 1208, and Yuan Shuanghua quickly opened the door.
Xiang Dong gave her a cold look, seeing that she was still dressed the same as in the morning, and didn't think much of it, walking straight to the large bed and sitting on a sofa chair. Yuan Shuanghua locked the door, turned around, and saw Xiang Dong sitting blankly in the chair. She said coquettishly, "Hey, is this how you cheat on other women?"
Xiang Dong replied irritably, "Sorry, I've never cheated on a woman before, so I have no experience."
Yuan Shuanghua laughed at this, gracefully walked up to Xiang Dong, looked down at him, and said, "Am I so unattractive that you don't even have the desire to hug me?"
Xiang Dong slowly raised his head to look at her pretty face. To be fair, Yuan Shuanghua was a stunning beauty; her delicate face, full breasts, wasp waist, pert buttocks, and long legs were all top-notch. In particular, her mature and yet-to-fade charm was the most intoxicating to men. Just from that one glance, Xiang Dong's manhood was already stirring.
Seeing that Xiang Dong's body had clearly reacted, yet he remained silent and showed no intention of moving, Yuan Shuanghua suddenly said resentfully, "Xiang Dong, I know you're upset that I blackmailed you, but what could I do? I've hinted at it to you so many times, but you've pretended not to know. You need to understand, a woman's youth is fleeting, and I don't want any regrets in the future. Do you think I'm a promiscuous woman? I'm not. If you don't believe me, go ask around and see which man I've seduced. I just like you. From the first moment I saw you after I transferred to the Chinese department three years ago, I had a crush on you. Don't ask me why, I don't know either. Over these three years, perhaps it's just a matter of time, but I've become increasingly infatuated... Do you feel any better now?"
Xiang Dong stared blankly at Yuan Shuanghua, almost unable to believe his ears. What she said was truly unbelievable, and if she was deliberately lying, her acting skills were simply too superb.
"Really?"
"Believe it or not. Now, can you please stop treating me as Director Yuan and just treat me as an ordinary woman, and love me properly this once, okay?"
In the dim light, Yuan Shuanghua's expression even seemed somewhat sorrowful. Seeing this, Xiang Dong could no longer restrain himself. He stood up and hugged her tightly. The moment their bodies pressed tightly together, Yuan Shuanghua actually sighed comfortably.
In fact, Xiang Dong also felt very comfortable at this moment. Unlike Ling Yunxue's slender figure, Yuan Shuanghua's figure was standard but slightly plump. Her breasts were probably a C cup, full and soft. Even the other parts of her body were very soft and felt great to the touch.
At this moment, her body was completely pressed against Xiang Dong's. Xiang Dong felt as if he were completely embedded in her curvaceous body, his strong abdomen pressed tightly against her plump and fat-free abdomen, his erect penis pressed against her slightly protruding triangle. The softness and heat there made Xiang Dong feel as if he had been struck by a heavy hammer, his heart pounding wildly.
Yuan Shuanghua also tightly hugged Xiang Dong's broad back with her slender hands, enjoying the strong scent of his youthful masculinity, completely intoxicated.
The scene she had dreamed of countless times in the middle of the night had finally become a reality. How could she not be overjoyed to tears? Especially being held by this strong and muscular body of her nemesis, with her private parts pressed tightly against him, and his hard and hot thing pressing precisely against her private parts, she felt hot and flushed all over, her heart pounding, weak and powerless. She didn't even need to reach out to touch it; she could imagine that she was already soaking wet down there.
Xiang Dong's dazed state lasted only a moment before a surge of lust completely consumed his mind. His loyalty to Ling Yunxue was utterly forgotten. He abruptly raised his hand and grasped Yuan Shuanghua's breasts, kneading them forcefully. The touch of his chest against her breasts had already been incredibly pleasurable; the texture of his hand against them was even more exquisite, like a full, water-filled bag—soft yet incredibly elastic.
Xiang Dong panted heavily, greedily squeezing and kneading, his other hand not idle either, hastily unbuttoning her outer suit and inner shirt, tearing open the shirt to reveal her snow-white, round, and lustrous breasts. Beneath the pale yellow lace bra, they exuded a deadly carnal allure.
Xiang Dong's kneading ceased involuntarily; he stared intently at the smooth, snowy flesh and the deep cleavage, feeling dizzy and his mouth dry.
Although he was already thirty, he had only been with two women. Besides Ling Yunxue, his first woman was his college classmate. When they consummated their relationship, she was just a naive girl, only two years older than Ling Yunxue. So, when had he ever seen a mature woman's body so closely and without any concealment?
Her fullness and softness, her alluring charm, were things he had never experienced before. Only now did he seem to understand that this was a woman, a real woman. Compared to her, Ling Yunxue was just a young girl.
Yuan Shuanghua saw Xiang Dong's reaction and felt a surge of pride.
She had always been satisfied with her figure. Appropriate dieting, consistent exercise, and regular yoga had not only kept her figure from changing over the years, but had also given her a more voluptuous beauty with age.
Every time she walked down the street, she could feel the burning desire in the eyes of the men who walked towards her. Even the male professors in the Chinese department, although most of them were already old, weren't they all secretly eyeing her?
Only this blockhead in front of her, despite being in the prime of his life, ignored her hints, forcing her to endure shame and use his weakness to blackmail him into this situation. The thought infuriated her. With her beauty, figure, and status as the principal's wife, which man wouldn't be captivated and fall for her if she wanted to? Yet, she only had eyes for this man, and now, not only was she throwing herself at him, but she'd also lost all her dignity. He was truly her destined nemesis.
Thinking this, Yuan Shuanghua blushed and glared at Xiang Dong, only to find him completely oblivious to her gaze, staring intently at her breasts. She scolded, "Hey, have you seen enough?"
"Beautiful, so beautiful!"
Xiang Dong murmured, then, as if waking from a dream, raised his head to meet Yuan Shuanghua's bright eyes and sincerely said, "Director Yuan, you are so beautiful!" Yuan
Shuanghua's heart fluttered; she felt these words were more beautiful than any she had heard in the past thirty-three years. Xiang Dong was stunned again when he saw the incredibly beautiful smile blooming on her jade-like face.
"Don't call me Director Yuan anymore, call me Shuanghua."
Yuan Shuanghua wrapped her two pink, lotus-root-like arms around Xiang Dong's neck and said in a sweet voice, "I want you to kiss me."
"Shuanghua, hmm, that's a beautiful name too."
Xiang Dong smiled, lowered his head and found those two rosy lips, and kissed them.
Her lips were soft, sweet, and had a faint fragrance, completely different from the feeling of kissing Ling Yunxue. Xue'er's lips were more elastic and tender, which Xiang Dong had always been fond of, but the feeling of kissing Yuan Shuanghua at this moment intoxicated him even more. Perhaps it was because her age was closer to his own, perhaps it was because her mature charm was extremely alluring, or perhaps it was because she was the principal's wife, the bedmate of the man who held great power in Z University?
Thinking of Yuan Shuanghua's identity, Xiang Dong's penis hardened even more. Yuan Shuanghua, who had already kept her legs tightly closed, clamping the large glans between them, immediately felt his change. Her delicate face flushed even more, and her breathing became heavy.
The two, tightly embracing each other, pressed against each other desperately, finally rolling onto the soft bed. Yuan Shuanghua no longer cared about her modesty. Her slender hands flew, loosening Xiang Dong's belt, unbuttoning his shirt, and pulling down his trousers and underwear to his knees.
Freed from restraint, Xiang Dong's long penis sprang out, revealing its impressive size. Yuan Shuanghua stared at it closely and was surprised by its size, its purplish sheen and its fierce appearance. Her heart fluttered, filled with a mixture of shyness and trepidation. She had noticed his muscular physique during previous faculty basketball games, his basketball shorts revealing a well-built physique. She never imagined his manhood would be even more impressive!
Unable to contain herself, Yuan Shuanghua, ignoring Xiang Dong's presence beside her, kissed her from her neck down her body, reaching out her small hand to grasp his penis.
His member was so large that her small hand could barely encircle it, and the hardness and heat of his shaft made her blush deeply. Instinctively, she wanted to pull away, yet she couldn't bear to let go.
Compared to this precious thing, her husband Principal Fang's thing was like a caterpillar—not only short and small, but also soft and often useless!
Thinking of this, Yuan Shuanghua felt even more that seducing Xiang Dong into bed, though shameful, was an absolutely correct decision, and her gaze towards him became even more alluring. Unfortunately, Xiang Dong was completely oblivious to her expression, only clumsily reaching down to her smooth back to unhook her bra.
This idiot! Thirty years old, how can he act like a virgin? It seems he hasn't slept with Ling Yunxue much! Seeing that Xiang Dong had been fumbling for a while without success, a hint of coquettishness appeared on Yuan Shuanghua's pretty face. She didn't know that in Xiang Dong and Ling Yunxue's relationship, Ling Yunxue usually took the initiative. Often, before Xiang Dong even touched her body, she had already taken off her bra herself. So how could Xiang Dong have any experience unhooking bras?
Finally, Xiang Dong unhooked her bra and, with a sigh of relief, removed it. After all that, Yuan Shuanghua was already panting softly. Seeing her flushed face and alluring eyes, Xiang Dong was also thrilled. He carefully bent down and began to suckle her erect, rosy nipple.
Her breasts were large and round, the flesh snow-white and delicate, the areolas light and small, the nipples rosy and long, like a perfect white jade canopy, adorned with a ruby—utterly alluring. Xiang Dong greedily suckled at her breast, his large hand kneading her other breast, feeling as if he were in paradise, wishing
he could remain forever lost in this bliss. Yuan Shuanghua's experience wasn't as ecstatic. It wasn't that she didn't feel pleasure; her extremely sensitive breasts were being treated like precious treasures, giving her not only pleasure but also a great sense of accomplishment.
However, Xiang Dong lingered too long on her upper body, forgetting that her lower body needed more care. Even her knee-length suit skirt was still neatly undone, how could she not be itching with desire?
Her vulva was already incredibly wet, her panties soaked with juices, and she desperately wanted that hot, hard penis to be inside her, bringing her the long-awaited satisfaction.
After waiting for a while with her legs twisted, seeing that Xiang Dong still hadn't reacted, Yuan Shuanghua couldn't help but scold, "Hey, is this how you make love?"
Xiang Dong looked up at her blankly and said, "Is there a problem?"
Yuan Shuanghua was amused by his silly look, but said coquettishly, "Put your thing in first, then you can eat as much as you want."
Xiang Dong suddenly realized that this beautiful mature woman already wanted it, so he stopped dawdling, turned around, unbuttoned her gray suit skirt, unzipped it, and slowly pulled the skirt down. Yuan Shuanghua cooperatively lifted her shapely buttocks, allowing him to easily pull down her skirt. Xiang Dong gazed at her two plump, shapely legs, slightly closed, the flesh-colored stockings covering her thighs smooth and delicate, subtly shimmering, exquisitely beautiful.
Even more alluring was the sight of her vulva, prominently displayed beneath her pale yellow lace thong, the shape of her labia barely visible, a small patch of moisture in the center. This breathtaking sight made Xiang Dong breathless, as if seeing a woman's private parts up close for the first time.
He had seen many of Ling Yunxue's and even his ex-girlfriend's private parts, but how could the allure of a young girl compare to that of a mature woman? From the very first glance, Xiang Dong knew that the juiciness and beauty of Yuan Shuanghua's vulva were unlike anything he had ever witnessed before.
If Xiang Dong hadn't known that Yuan Shuanghua was already impatient, he would have preferred to admire her more closely before truly getting close to her alluring body. But upon meeting her lustful gaze, he quickly grabbed the elastic band of her panties and ripped them off.
Just as Xiang Dong had expected, hidden beneath the thick, soft pubic hair, Yuan Shuanghua's two lips were incredibly plump, yet rather pale in color, with the inner part even more pink. Now, moistened by abundant nectar, they shimmered with a lustrous sheen, utterly erotic.
Seeing Xiang Dong staring intently at her private parts, Yuan Shuanghua felt a surge of heat coursing through her body, her heart pounding, filled with extreme shyness yet also overwhelming joy. Fortunately, Xiang Dong quickly snapped out of his daze, guiding his hard, iron-like penis closer to the entrance of her honeyed orifice. Yuan Shuanghua struggled to lift her head, spreading her long legs as she watched the bright purple, erect member inching closer to her most intimate place. Her heart was in turmoil, her ears were ringing, and her whole body trembled. It was coming, it was coming!
It felt like an eternity before the enormous glans finally squeezed between her labia. Watching this breathtaking scene, Yuan Shuanghua felt as if her body was being torn apart, but there was no pain. She only felt stretched to the limit, completely taken over. Logically, this feeling should have made her feel fear and insecurity, but looking at Xiang Dong's focused, flushed, handsome face, she felt completely relaxed. What did it matter if she gave herself to him completely? Wasn't this exactly what she wanted?
Xiang Dong watched as his python head squeezed into the narrow, slippery entrance of her honeyed cave, her labia tightly enveloping his body, and a huge sense of accomplishment welled up in his heart. Beneath him lay the dignified head of department, the dean's wife, whom I had actually penetrated! Xiang Dong, overcome with excitement, was about to thrust all the way in when he suddenly felt his penis being drawn in like a magnet, automatically sliding along the soft, moist passage. Taking advantage of the moment, Xiang Dong pressed his body down, thrusting all the way in, and chuckled, "Looks like you really want it."
Yuan Shuanghua had already sensed her body's strange reaction. Already embarrassed, she became even more enraged by Xiang Dong's teasing, retorting, "You're the one who put it in yourself, what does it have to do with me?"
Looking at her flushed face, Xiang Dong knew she was embarrassed, so he swallowed his pride and slowly began to wiggle his hips, each time thrusting in and out completely.
Yuan Shuanghua's honeypot was incredibly hot and scalding, its layers of flesh plump and slippery. The pleasure emanating from his penis was intoxicating. Xiang Dong couldn't help but thrust his hips violently, his large hands sometimes sliding over her silky flesh, sometimes kneading her tender inner thighs.
Yuan Shuanghua's honeypot was filled with Xiang Dong's long penis, as if an empty heart had finally found its fullness, her whole body feeling exceptionally comfortable. Seeing his long, deep thrusts, with great amplitude and speed, although it felt wonderful, she was also afraid that he was all show and no substance and would ejaculate in just a few strokes. So, while moaning softly, she savored his strength and power, wanting only to reach orgasm as quickly as possible, lest she be caught in the middle.
However, in the blink of an eye, Xiang Dong had already thrust over a hundred times, completely at ease. Now her heart was finally at ease, and she felt a shy joy. Fortunately, this rascal really did have some skill. So she cast aside all distracting thoughts, her bright eyes slightly closed, her lips slightly parted, her slender waist swaying gently, focusing solely on enduring and feeling the waves of pleasure brought by Xiang Dong's powerful thrusts.
Xiang Dong, seeing Yuan Shuanghua's reaction, was greatly encouraged. He reached out and caressed one of her breasts, kneading it, and quickened his pace, wanting only to send her to the peak of their passionate embrace as quickly as possible, to repay her for her affection.
In the alternating rise and fall of their breaths, they quickly passed over five hundred rounds. Yuan Shuanghua, having been celibate for a long time, should have ejaculated long ago, but she craved Xiang Dong's vigorous pounding and stubbornly endured it, hoping the pleasure could reach even higher and last even longer.
After a while, she suddenly became dissatisfied. It turned out that Xiang Dong had been charging in with broad, forceful strokes, lacking any finesse or subtle techniques. While brute force could overcome any skill, and this alone would be enough to win over most women, as the saying goes, greed knows no bounds. Yuan Shuanghua knew Xiang Dong was capable of giving her more pleasure, so how could she be satisfied?
She opened her eyes and said weakly, "Hey, can't you use some techniques? Just brute force doesn't make you look like a professor, it makes you look like a rickshaw puller!"
Xiang Dong asked curiously, "Doesn't this make you uncomfortable?"
"Is this how you always do it with Ling Yunxue?"
"Yes. Usually, she climaxes before I've even done two hundred thrusts."
Yuan Shuanghua was both amused and exasperated, speechless as she looked at Xiang Dong's naive face. Of course, Ling Yunxue was just a novice; how could she know so much? It was a good thing she got such a perfect man like Xiang Dong, but it seemed a waste of her talent.
Seeing that Xiang Dong had a great physique but was quite rudimentary in bed, Yuan Shuanghua's innate tendency to teach kicked in. Her eyebrows arched, and she said in a sweet voice, "You're such a blockhead. Let me teach you about a woman's needs."
"How?"
Xiang Dong was somewhat dazed by her bright smile.
"First of all, although you are exceptionally gifted, you shouldn't waste it like this. You don't need to rush in and go all the way in. You need to know that most women's G-spot is two-thirds of the way inside."
Yuan Shuanghua's slender fingers teased Xiang Dong's penis, guiding it to touch her G-spot.
"Yes, right here, oh..."
Yuan Shuanghua shuddered involuntarily as the hot, round python head poked her there, almost ejaculating.
"You have to stimulate a woman here intentionally or unintentionally. Note, it's intentional or unintentional, even if it's just occasionally. No woman can withstand it if you poke here every time."
Seeing that Xiang Dong was learning quickly but always poking the G-spot, Yuan Shuanghua frowned and scolded him impatiently.
"A large part of a woman's pleasure comes from anticipation. If you're unskilled and always use the same route, it's a bit boring. You have to make it impossible for a woman to predict your every attack; that's the key. The so-called nine shallow and one deep technique is pretty much the same idea."
Yuan Shuanghua spoke eloquently, occasionally letting out a few soft moans, because Xiang Dong was already putting what he had learned into practice and getting started.
"Yes, that's it... You can adjust the pressure, speed, and depth freely... Pay attention to a woman's expression; it can reveal many secrets..."
"That makes sense. Your current expression seems to indicate that you're almost there."
Seeing that the techniques Yuan Shuanghua had taught him were effective, Xiang Dong's confidence soared, and he began to tease Yuan Shuanghua.
Yuan Shuanghua was surprised that Xiang Dong was so quick to get to the point, and her heart was immediately agitated. She was completely under Xiang Dong's control. Hearing this, she only gave Xiang Dong a coquettish glare, but she just bit her cherry lips tightly, resisting the waves of pleasure.
Seeing this, Xiang Dong knew that Yuan Shuanghua was already teetering on the edge of a cliff, so he quickened the pace and began to thrust repeatedly. Seven out of ten thrusts landed on her G-spot. After only a few dozen thrusts, Yuan Shuanghua let out a soft cry, her body tensed up suddenly, and a gush of vaginal fluid sprayed onto the python's body. The aftershocks continued to flow from the point where the two's genitals were joined, wetting a large puddle on the bed.
Yuan Shuanghua's delicate body trembled violently, as if floating on clouds, experiencing unparalleled pleasure. After a long while, she finally realized that Xiang Dong's thing was hard and protruding deep inside her. Surprised and excited, she said in a soft, sweet voice, "You're quite the prodigy… Let me catch my breath first…"
As dusk settled, Xiang Dong dragged his unsteady legs, stumbling along the road back to his dormitory at Z University. His mind was a jumble of emotions: dejection, regret, excitement, and secret joy—a cacophony that gave him a splitting headache.
Yuan Shuanghua was long gone, but her soft, supple naked body still lingered in his mind, her orchid-like, musky scent still lingered in his hair and brows. He desperately wanted to stop thinking about her, but he couldn't. And the thought of Ling Yunxue, who was over three months pregnant, made him want to smash his head against a tree by the roadside.
But the feeling of making love with Yuan Shuanghua was truly wonderful. The thought had barely crossed his mind when Xiang Dong quickly scolded himself and hurriedly shifted his attention.
On Saturday morning, Xiang Dong packed a box of books and a large backpack with a change of clothes, then took a taxi to Ling Yunxue's house.
As soon as he rang the doorbell, the door opened, and there stood his future mother-in-law, Jia Ruyue,
again. Because she was at home, she was dressed simply: a loose gray t-shirt, thin off-white trousers, and slippers. Having been seduced by Yuan Shuanghua and had a relationship with her, Xiang Dong's impression of Jia Ruyue was different from before.
Both were mature women in their thirties, but while Jia Ruyue didn't possess the intellectual elegance of Yuan Shuanghua, she was more beautiful and had a unique, gentle feminine charm.
So even though Xiang Dong only glanced at her briefly, he was captivated by her stunning beauty, and his handsome face flushed slightly. After a while, he finally came to his senses and called out, "Auntie, hello."
"Hmm, Xiang Dong is here?"
Jia Ruyue didn't notice Xiang Dong's unusual expression and smiled, "Come in quickly."
Xiang Dong then picked up a box of books at his feet and entered the room. When Jia Ruyue saw the cardboard box he was carrying, she asked in surprise, "What's this?"
"It's all books. I love reading, and I've bought a bunch of miscellaneous books. Since I'm moving here, I just picked some to bring."
"Oh,"
Jia Ruyue said, "It's a good thing to love reading. You should let Xue'er learn from you, so she doesn't just play around all day. Ah, the box must be heavy. Put it in Xue'er's room, I'll go tidy things up first."
Jia Ruyue then turned around and went into Ling Yunxue's bedroom. She looked around, walked to the foot of the bed, bent down and picked up a few shoe boxes, moved them aside, and said, "Here, put them here."
Ling Yunxue, who was lying on the bed, was idly flipping through a fashion magazine when she saw Xiang Dong, covered in sweat, carrying a cardboard box and following her mother in.
She said happily, "Husband, you're here?" and started to get out of bed.
"Xue'er, you don't need to get up. I only have a few things; you can do it yourself,"
Xiang Dong hurriedly called out. Following Jia Ruyue's instructions, he placed the cardboard box at the foot of the bed, straightened it, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and was about to stand up when he inadvertently witnessed a beautiful scene he would never forget—Jia Ruyue, squatting on the ground tidying Ling Yunxue's shoebox, had her wide t-shirt neckline open, completely exposing
her two extremely white and delicate breasts to his eyes. She wasn't wearing a bra, so he could clearly see even the light brown areolas and the rosy nipples the size of pencil tips. Because of her slightly bent-over posture, her two full and round breasts hung like two large papayas, trembling slightly with the movement of her hands, creating a gentle ripple.
At that moment, Xiang Dong's mind was like a bomb had been detonated, buzzing and losing all ability to think, staring fixedly at her chest. Because the scene before him was so perfect, he couldn't even muster a single lewd thought, and thus, he didn't even experience any normal physical urges.
Jia Ruyue finally managed to wipe the dust off the shoeboxes and stack them up, only to find Xiang Dong still standing motionless, bent over. Curious, she looked up, only to find him staring intently at her chest. In a flash, she realized she wasn't wearing a bra, as usual, and he had seen everything.
Realizing this, her face flushed crimson, as if splashed with ink. She hurriedly covered her neckline, biting her lower lip in embarrassment and anger, glared at Xiang Dong, and quickly got up and left the room.
In fact, Xiang Dong had already realized what was happening when Jia Ruyue looked up, but his mind was still slow, and he hadn't even had time to look away before Jia Ruyue noticed him. Seeing her angry and embarrassed look, he couldn't help but secretly lament: Oh no, she might think I'm a lecherous and immoral person.
But then he thought again and could only manage a bitter smile. Wasn't he extremely lustful? He had just slept with Yuan Shuanghua, a married woman, just two days ago. What right did he have to call himself a gentleman now?
However, he thought that Jia Ruyue was, after all, his future mother-in-law. If she had a bad impression of him, his future days would probably be very difficult. Thinking of this, Xiang Dong decided to explain to her when he had the chance.
Back in her bedroom, Jia Ruyue's heart was pounding and her body was burning. She locked the door tightly before hurriedly pulling out a flesh-colored bra. As she took off her t-shirt, she put the bra on, thinking to herself: How embarrassing! My future son-in-law saw my body! He doesn't seem like a lustful person. He doesn't know how to behave. Even if he saw it by accident, he should have avoided it immediately.
Jia Ruyue stood in front of the dressing mirror in the wardrobe, carefully fitting the bra cups around the underbust of her full breasts, pulling them up slightly to create a deep and tight cleavage between them. Her fair and smooth skin, her rounded and full curves, her ample and alluring figure…
Jia Ruyue looked at the beautiful scene reflected in the mirror and suddenly sighed softly, even stopping her movements. She thought to herself: This can't all be blamed on him. What man can remain unmoved by a woman's naked body? Those hooligans at the market would sneer and whistle when they saw me dressed properly. He was alright; at least he didn't give me any lewd looks. I was also at fault. I forgot there would be a man in the house from now on; I couldn't dress so casually anymore.
After getting dressed again, Jia Ruyue stepped out of the room and saw Xiang Dong standing on the balcony, clearly waiting for her. She hesitated for a moment, about to walk away, when Xiang Dong approached and whispered, "Auntie, I'm sorry. I really didn't mean to."
Jia Ruyue had already planned to pretend she didn't understand, but seeing him bring it up again, her face flushed, and she whispered back, "Never mind. It's not entirely your fault."
With that, she quickly walked a few steps into the kitchen.
Hearing this, Xiang Dong felt a sense of relief, but her words, "It's not entirely your fault," led him astray: What did she mean? If it wasn't entirely my fault, then who else could it be? Her own fault?
Xiang Dong, who always prided himself on being clever, had been thinking about the details of their lovemaking ever since Yuan Shuanghua seduced him into bed. His mind wasn't as clear as before, and he was getting caught up in such a simple matter.
That day, Xiang Dong stayed at Ling Yunxue's house. In fact, Ling Yunxue's house wasn't large, with only two bedrooms, a living room, a dining room, a bathroom, and a balcony. Jia Ruyue was initially reluctant to let the unmarried Xiang Dong and Ling Yunxue live together, but given the limited space, what else could she do? She had no choice but to acquiesce to Xiang Dong sleeping in Ling Yunxue's room.
Late at night, Xiang Dong asked Ling Yunxue why he hadn't seen his future father-in-law on his two visits home. Ling Yunxue simply replied, "He spends most of his time traveling all over the country, only staying home for two or three days a month. Perhaps making money is far more important to him than my daughter and me."
Hearing that she didn't even call him "Dad," only referring to him as "he," Xiang Dong knew their father-daughter relationship wasn't good, so he didn't press further. Thinking about it, it makes sense; in families where children are rarely together, how many children wouldn't harbor resentment towards their parents?
On Monday morning, Xiang Dong woke up a little late, quickly brushed his teeth, washed his face, and went out. After breakfast, Jia Ruyue, having finished washing the dishes, went to the balcony and opened the washing machine to do laundry. She was shocked to find two pairs of Xiang Dong's underwear and two pairs of smelly socks inside. She frowned, thinking, "How can this person have no sense of hygiene? Underwear can just be hand-washed. As for the smelly socks, they definitely shouldn't be washed with the underwear. What if they transfer bacteria to the underwear? In the end, wouldn't Xue'er suffer?"
Thinking this, Jia Ruyue simply picked up the underwear and socks and put them in two separate basins. She considered asking Ling Yunxue to wash them, but then thought, this precious daughter has been pampered since childhood, even taking care of all her own clothes. Could she really wash them properly? Besides, she's pregnant and shouldn't overwork herself.
So, she simply picked up the basin containing the underwear and placed it on the washstand. Just as she was about to add water, she noticed a strange substance on one of the black underwear pairs. Surprised, she picked it up for a closer look, but before she could even see it clearly, a strong, familiar yet unfamiliar fishy stench assaulted her nostrils. So that's it!
Jia Ruyue blushed instantly, instinctively wanting to throw the underwear down, but a conflict arose within her. Inexplicably, she raised her hand and unconsciously brought it closer to her nose. Yes, although semen has a fishy smell, for a mature woman who had been deprived of sex for a long time, it was nothing short of a powerful aphrodisiac.
Feeling the stench growing stronger in her nostrils, the milky-white, still-wet stain almost touching her nose, Jia Ruyue suddenly snapped out of her daze. She hurriedly threw the underwear down into the basin, blaming herself: What's wrong with me? How shameless!
Jia Ruyue turned the tap on full blast and scrubbed the filth under the strong water for a long time before daring to actually pick it up and rub it. Even so, a strange feeling still grew in her heart. One moment she thought: How can this man have so much stuff? The next moment she thought: What am I thinking? Bah, bah, bah, this is my daughter's man! When she finally hung the underwear out to dry, she suddenly realized that she was covered in sweat, as tired as if she had walked nine streets.
That evening, after Xiang Dong returned, while waiting for dinner, she rummaged through the room and found some clothes to wash. She went to the balcony, opened the washing machine, and was about to stir it with the underwear and socks she had thrown in that morning when she was shocked to find that the underwear and socks were nowhere to be seen.
Turning around, she saw that the two pairs of underwear and socks were already hanging outside on the balcony. Xiang Dong chuckled, tossed the dirty clothes into the washing machine, added detergent, started it, and returned to the bedroom, smiling, "Xue'er, I didn't realize you were so diligent, washing your husband's underwear and smelly socks."
Ling Yunxue, confused, said, "I didn't wash them? Did you forget where you put them and can't find them?"
Xiang Dong's heart skipped a beat: Oh no, it was his future mother-in-law who washed them! Yesterday, after making love with Ling Yunxue, I casually picked up her underwear to wipe it; it was filthy. I wonder what she'll think when she sees it?
However, during dinner, Xiang Dong deliberately stole a glance at Jia Ruyue's expression but couldn't discern anything amiss, feeling a sense of relief, but secretly resolving: from now on, I must wash my underwear after showering, otherwise it'll be a bit embarrassing.
However, what he didn't know was that Jia Ruyue, sensing his gaze, was also secretly feeling coquettish. This man, the more I look at him, the more dishonest he seems. Will Xue'er be happy with him? Sigh, but it's still better than him, right...?
Because of his guilt, although Xiang Dong was still captivated by Yuan Shuanghua's alluring body, he avoided her for the next week. Perhaps he found temporary solace in her presence. Yuan Shuanghua didn't contact him either, so things remained peaceful. Friday afternoon arrived in the blink of an eye. Xiang Dong had just returned home when Ling Yunxue called out, "Honey, hurry to the market at the street corner and find Mom! There's no rice left, and she can't carry a whole bag by herself."
Hearing this, Xiang Dong hurriedly dropped his briefcase and headed to the market.
There were many grain and oil shops selling rice, and Xiang Dong searched for quite a while before finally spotting Jia Ruyue's plump and graceful figure in the smallest shop. She was about to hoist a bag of rice onto her shoulder; judging by its weight, it must have weighed forty or fifty pounds. Jia Ruyue was indeed struggling; before the bag even landed on her shoulder, she could no longer support herself and stumbled backward. Xiang Dong was alarmed and quickly stepped forward to support her waist. Once she had regained her balance, he deftly took the bag of rice from her, saying, "Let me do it."
Jia Ruyue's face was flushed, thinking she was about to fall and embarrass herself. Unexpectedly, a pair of strong, warm hands caught her around the waist. While relieved, she was also a little panicked, thinking those hooligans at the street corner were trying to take advantage of her. Only when she heard Xiang Dong's familiar voice did she truly relax. Seeing him easily hoist the rice bag onto her shoulder, she smiled sweetly, feeling a strange, inexplicable warmth, like having a father or lover she could rely on.
"Alright, Ruyue, I told you you couldn't carry it. Luckily your husband arrived in time, otherwise this old woman would have had to watch you fall," said
the owner of the grain and oil shop, an elderly woman of about sixty, smiling broadly as she looked Xiang Dong up and down.
Hearing this, Jia Ruyue's face burned. She thought, "Oh no, why does she think he's my...?" She wanted to explain, but seeing Xiang Dong's mature and handsome face, she ultimately didn't deny it. Who would believe he's my future son-in-law? He's close to my age, wouldn't that just make things seem more ambiguous?
Xiang Dong, oblivious to Jia Ruyue's expression, smiled at the shopkeeper, "No, ma'am, I..."
Before he could finish, Jia Ruyue, her heart pounding, secretly pinched him on the back. Xiang Dong, though confused, didn't continue.
The shopkeeper, though old, had sharp eyes and saw Jia Ruyue's actions. She squinted and chuckled, "Alright, alright, you two young lovers can bicker at home. Don't flirt in front of this old woman, I can't handle it."
Hearing this, Jia Ruyue blushed deeply, and could only remain silent, quickly turning and leaving. Xiang Dong nodded to the shopkeeper and chased after her. She walked very fast, as if she didn't want him to see her expression. The closer Xiang Dong got, the faster she quickened her pace, making it impossible for him to catch her. Seeing this, Xiang Dong wasn't in a hurry and stayed about five meters behind her.
Jia Ruyue was wearing an ordinary pair of black suit trousers today. Although the cut wasn't anything special, the lines of her ample buttocks and plump, shapely legs were still vaguely visible, giving Xiang Dong a complex feeling that he couldn't quite describe.
In the blink of an eye, the two reached the street corner. Two young men squatting idly by the roadside, with roguish looks on their faces, saw Jia Ruyue approaching and gave her a flirtatious whistle. One of them even yelled, "Yueyue, where are you in such a hurry to go? Come and play with your little brother."
Jia Ruyue ignored him, not even glancing at him, and didn't slow her pace at all. She was obviously used to these scoundrels' blatant harassment. But Xiang Dong, who was behind her, immediately got angry and shouted at the two men, "What are you saying? Looking for a fight?"
Seeing Xiang Dong stand up for her, Jia Ruyue felt a warmth in her heart. Fearing something might happen to him, he quickly turned around and said, "Xiang Dong, ignore them, let's go."
The two hooligans were taken aback by Xiang Dong's shout, but when they saw Jia Ruyue turn around, their courage swelled. One of the skinny men said sarcastically, "Oh...so it's Yueyue's old flame. How about we brothers come and have a foursome sometime?"
This skinny man was actually just an unemployed bum from the neighborhood. At first, he only harassed honest people, but later, seeing that many people avoided him, he gradually became arrogant and actually thought he was someone important. He saw that Xiang Dong looked refined and assumed he was just a bookworm, nothing special.
Xiang Dong was already furious. Seeing the skinny man's increasingly vulgar words, he threw down his rice bag, rushed forward, and punched the skinny man in the face. This skinny man was all bark and no bite; he had no fighting experience whatsoever. Seeing that Xiang Dong didn't get the short end of the stick as he expected, but instead threw a punch, he was already stunned. The fist landed on his cheek, and he immediately fell face-first to the ground.
Seeing Xiang Dong's bravery, the other short, fat man's heart sank. He actually knelt down on one knee, crying and saying, "Big brother, it's not my fault, he's the one who said it, I don't know him."
Xiang Dong spat fiercely at the skinny man curled up on the ground, trembling, and roared, "If there's a next time, I'll break both your legs!"
With a strong physique honed from years of playing basketball and working out, Xiang Dong, although a scholar, was not intimidated by these two scoundrels. After a brief test of his skills, the two guys revealed their true colors.
Standing to the side, Jia Ruyue felt a strange feeling welling up inside her. It was a feeling of being protected, a feeling she had never experienced before. She had initially thought Xiang Dong would be an ordinary, honest man who wouldn't dare mess with two hooligans, but she hadn't expected him to be so brave, nor so skilled; a casual punch had terrified them.
Her heart was in turmoil, a complete mess. Her heaving chest heaved as she stared at Xiang Dong, who clapped his hands and picked up the rice sack again, as if looking at a towering tree that could shelter her from the wind and rain. Xue'er hadn't chosen the wrong man; this was the right one to rely on. Sigh…
The two continued walking as before, one in front of the other, but Jia Ruyue felt incredibly awkward. She used to treat Xiang Dong as a junior, but the recent incident had made her realize that he was actually a peer, not much younger than herself, a mature man.
Now, he was just a few meters behind her. Would he stare at her buttocks, her legs, her waist like other men? Thinking of this, she felt increasingly uncomfortable, as if she couldn't even walk properly.
That night, Jia Ruyue had a rather erotic dream. In the dream, a young, strong man pressed her tightly beneath him, thrusting his thick member into her genitals with all his might. He was so forceful that, instead of feeling pain, she felt a strange pleasure. His face was blurry; although she opened her eyes wide to look, she still couldn't see clearly. Could it be…him? Could it not be him? If it were, how embarrassing! He's her daughter's…
When Jia Ruyue suddenly woke up, she felt her body covered in fragrant sweat, damp and sticky. Reaching down to her crotch, she found it was indeed soft and slippery. She sighed softly, got out of bed, and groped her way to the bathroom in the dark. Xue'er's room was next to the bathroom; from the light leaking from the crack in the door, she knew they were still awake.
What could they be doing in the middle of the night? Thinking of this, Jia Ruyue felt even more resentful: How could this person seem tireless? So annoying. She didn't want to eavesdrop, but she couldn't help but put her ear close to the door. Immediately, Xiang Dong's heavy breathing and Ling Yunxue's moans escaped.
"Wife, will you kneel down?"
"No... I'm exhausted. Just leave it like this. I like seeing your face."
"Then how about I put it in your ass?"
"No! It hurts so much! Your thing is so big, it always makes it impossible for me to get out of bed. I'm pregnant now, and you don't even know how to be considerate."
"Okay, okay, whatever you say. Let's do it through the front hole then."
Jia Ruyue's heart pounded. Even in the darkness, she could feel the heat burning her body. She couldn't believe this man was so enthusiastic about this. They were even doing anal sex! Didn't they find it disgusting? This Xue'er, she really had no shame!
She tiptoed into the bathroom, closed the door, turned on the light, took some tissues, dried herself, and while washing her hands, looked at herself in the mirror. Delicate eyebrows, long eyelashes, a straight nose, small, rosy lips, a pointed chin, and snow-white skin...
She was truly pitiful to look at; she didn't look like a thirty-six-year-old woman at all. Not to brag, but even though that twenty-eight-year-old Xiao Su downstairs is a heartthrob at work, she might not be as beautiful as me! It's just that her eyes were too lonely, too melancholic; it didn't quite match. If Xue'er's eyes were on me, they would definitely be more attractive, right? No, no, I've been acting a bit strange lately. I should call Zhiming tomorrow and urge him to come home; he hasn't been back for a long time.
Xiang Dong woke up feeling refreshed and in a great mood. The sound of pots and pans clattering came from the kitchen; his future mother-in-law, a thrifty woman, was preparing breakfast.
Today was the weekend, no classes, perfect for planning the future. The baby was almost four months old. He'd heard from the married professors in the department that growing a baby is a money-burning process. If he couldn't earn more money, his current salary and the meager royalties from writing online novels would definitely be insufficient.
Thinking about online novels, Xiang Dong felt a surge of indignation. With his prestigious PhD in Chinese literature, his writing ability was undeniable, yet why was his novel so much less popular than those of so-called "masters"?
He recalled what Xiao Xu, the website editor, had told him recently: "Professor Xiang, to be fair, your novel is undeniably excellent; in fact, your writing is even better than many of the top-tier writers. But the problem is, we live in an entertainment-driven society. The main audience for online novels is teenagers and young adults in their twenties. They don't like serious, profound, or documentary-style literature; they prefer lighthearted and straightforward novels. The genres, ideally, are fantasy, alternate history, time travel, wish-fulfillment… and preferably contain those old but very useful tropes, such as comedic supporting characters." A whole host of female protagonists, each with their own unique charm, all madly infatuated with the male lead; a brilliant, powerful, and resilient male lead who ultimately becomes invincible; and preferably, some erotic scenes that don't cross any lines… In short, as long as all these elements are gathered, even the worst writing will attract readers. "So, Professor Xiang, how about considering a dramatic transformation for your next work?"
Xiang Dong had scoffed at Xiao Xu's well-intentioned suggestion back then, but times have changed. At that time, Xiang Dong didn't know Ling Yunxue was pregnant with his child. Now, under immense pressure, it's a different story. Think about it: to keep his job, he even abandoned his dignity, being seduced into bed by Yuan Shuanghua. Now, he's just going against his conscience, writing a novel he doesn't want to write—what's the big deal?
Having figured this out, Xiang Dong felt a sense of relief and enthusiastically took out his laptop. Just as he opened it, Ling Yunxue, who was lazily lying on the bed, exclaimed, "Hey, if you're going to use the computer, go to the living room! Don't let the radiation affect my baby!"
Xiang Dong grinned, picked up his laptop, and went to the living room. He comfortably sat down on the sofa, placed the laptop on his lap, and, following Xiao Xu's suggestion, began to conceive a new book that was certainly melodramatic enough.
Meanwhile, Jia Ruyue, who had been busy preparing breakfast, had already set it on the table. Seeing Xiang Dong engrossed in his computer, she called out, "Xiang Dong, don't rush to prepare your lesson yet. Eat first, then you can do it."
Xiang Dong responded and sat down at the table. Ling Yunxue obediently came out and sat beside him. Seeing the two of them so affectionate, Jia Ruyue was quite pleased and smiled, "Xiangdong, it's the weekend, and it's so early in the morning. Are you working so hard?"
After seeing Xiangdong fight for her yesterday, her opinion of him had changed drastically, and her eyes naturally held a touch of intimacy when she looked at him.
Xiang Dong met her smiling face and felt a warmth in his heart. He said, "Auntie, I was writing a novel, not preparing lessons. My teaching load is heavy during the week, so I only have time to write more on weekends."
Jia Ruyue raised an eyebrow, intrigued, and asked, "Oh? You can write novels? That's amazing!"
Ling Yunxue giggled, "Mom, you don't know, Xiang Dong is quite famous online. His novels have a great reputation. I only started liking him after reading his novels."
Xiang Dong smiled wryly, "Where am I famous? My popularity is far behind those big names."
"Pshaw. What are they? I believe my good husband will surpass them soon."
Jia Ruyue looked at Xiang Dong's handsome face, her curiosity growing.
What young woman doesn't have a romantic side? Jia Ruyue grew up reading Qiong Yao's novels. From a young age, she admired these brilliant writers. Now that she knew her future son-in-law was also a writer, how could she not be surprised and delighted?
After breakfast, Xiang Dong sat on the sofa, painstakingly working on the outline of his new book. Jia Ruyue, seeing this, came over and said, "Xiang Dong, you can't keep your head down looking at the computer like that for so long. Come to my room. My dressing table can double as a computer desk, it'll be perfect." "
Isn't that inconvenient?"
"What's inconvenient about it? My room is big and bright..."
Jia Ruyue suddenly trailed off. She hadn't thought much of it at first, but Xiang Dong's words completely changed the tone, making it seem as if her motives were impure if she persisted.
Seeing her silence and playful glare, Xiang Dong realized he had made a careless remark and created an awkward situation. He smiled sheepishly and said, "Alright then, I'll go inside."
Xiang Dong picked up his laptop and went into Jia Ruyue's room. Just as Jia Ruyue had said, this room was considerably larger than Ling Yunxue's. Against the wall in the center stood a large bed, 1.8 meters wide, covered with elegant light blue sheets, the blankets neatly folded and placed at the foot of the bed.
To the left of the bed was a built-in wooden wardrobe, while the right side, wider than the bed, featured a large dressing table next to the glass window. Xiang Dong, realizing he had to walk around the bed to reach the dressing table, felt a little uneasy and, not daring to look too closely, quickly lowered his head and walked over.
The dressing table was large, with a mirror on it. Jia Ruyue's cosmetics weren't numerous, neatly arranged in a corner, leaving a large empty space in the center, perfect for a laptop.
Sitting down at the dressing table, Xiang Dong composed himself and began brainstorming. He quickly got into the flow, and after a little over an hour, the outline was complete. Feeling a surge of inspiration, he began writing the main text.
Around noon, Jia Ruyue finished preparing lunch and went to call Xiang Dong. She found him sitting at the table, engrossed in typing rapidly on the keyboard, sometimes frowning deeply, sometimes grinning foolishly. She couldn't help but chuckle to herself: this guy was really amusing; he even forgot to eat when he was writing. She called out, "Xiang Dong, stop writing, eat first."
Xiang Dong responded and reluctantly closed his laptop. At the table, his mind was still preoccupied with the plot of his new book. He quickly ate two bowls of rice and then went back to his room to continue writing.
After Ling Yunxue finished eating, she also went back to her bed. Jia Ruyue cleaned the table, watched TV for a while, glanced at the clock on the wall—it was already past one o'clock—and naturally yawned. She headed to her room, and as soon as she entered, Xiang Dong's broad back came into view. She then realized: Oh no, he's in his room! How am I supposed to take a nap? She wanted to let him rest too, but seeing his excited expression, she couldn't bear to interrupt him.
Just then, Xiang Dong noticed her coming in. Seeing her yawn, he understood and quickly turned around, saying, "Auntie, you're going to take a nap, right? Then I'll go out first."
"It's alright, I'll sleep. You can continue writing if you want, it's fine."
"Then...then I'll write a little longer, I'll try to be quiet."
Jia Ruyue was only being polite; secretly, she hoped Xiang Dong would go. Unexpectedly, he got so engrossed in writing that he couldn't stop. Reluctantly, she got into bed, lying down with her back to him. Listening to the clatter of Xiang Dong's keyboard behind her, she felt a little uneasy, remembering his courageous intervention the day before.
Would he see her back in the mirror?
It was early summer, and she was wearing thin clothes; would he have any ulterior motives? Thinking this, she felt a slight heat rising within her, her heart pounding with anxiety. After a long while, the keyboard continued to click, and she gradually calmed down, drifting off to sleep.
Hearing his future mother-in-law's soft snores, Xiang Dong noticed and glanced at himself in the mirror, only to be immediately captivated. Because of the somewhat hot weather, Jia Ruyue wasn't covered by a blanket. She was lying on her side with her back to him, her voluptuous and supple figure resembling a rolling mountain range, exquisitely beautiful.
Her rounded shoulders, her soft, sunken waist, her full, rounded buttocks, and her long, shapely legs were all so perfect. Especially her side-lying position with her legs together and knees slightly bent, which accentuated the round, full lines of her buttocks. Her thin polyester pants were taut, clearly revealing the lines of her thong underwear, incredibly alluring. Her short-sleeved floral shirt had slipped slightly, revealing a small section of snow-white, smooth, and firm skin. She didn't look like a thirty-six-year-old woman at all; she was more alluring than a twenty-six-year-old woman.
Looking at this beautiful scene, Xiang Dong felt his mouth go dry, his face burning, and a little embarrassed. Damn it, how could I have such thoughts about my future mother-in-law? He tried not to look, but he couldn't control his eyes. Unable to focus his attention, he hastily closed his laptop and tiptoed out.
Passing the foot of the bed, he couldn't help but glance at Jia Huaiyue again. From this angle, her curves were even more beautiful. Her high breasts stretched the thin floral shirt tightly, and a small patch of snow-white skin was faintly visible between the two buttons. Because the hem of the floral shirt was slightly rolled up, her small, deep navel was very soft and lovely, and the surrounding skin was as smooth as cream, showing no signs of childbirth.
Jia Huaiyue was about 1.68 meters tall, so her bare feet stretched out below his eyes. They were extremely white and delicate, her ten toes tightly closed, like ten round little heads standing side by side. Her arches were beautiful, without a single callus, and her ankles were very rounded.
Xiang Dong stared, his heart pounding. He had never known a woman's feet could be so beautiful! It seemed his future mother-in-law, though dressed simply, possessed an unparalleled figure and natural beauty. If she were dressed in expensive, exquisite clothes, she could be as captivating as a television star.
Just then, Jia Ruyue suddenly stirred and opened her eyes. She had become accustomed to the incessant clatter of the keyboard in her sleep, and now that the sound had abruptly stopped, she felt a little uneasy and naturally woke up. Instinctively,
she turned to see if Xiang Dong was still there, but as soon as she opened her eyes, she found him standing at the foot of the bed, staring blankly at her bare feet, his crotch bulging. She felt extremely ashamed and furious, unsure how to react.
When Xiang Dong saw Jia Ruyue suddenly wake up, he was also at a loss. Seeing her flushed cheeks and glaring eyes, he quickly lowered his gaze and hurriedly fled. "
How could this person be like this? Has he no sense of propriety at all?"
Jia Ruyue's heart pounded. She sat up, glaring resentfully at Xiang Dong's retreating figure. "I kindly let you write in my room, and you, taking advantage of my inattention, leered and stared my entire body! You're supposed to be a scholar, don't you understand the proper order of seniority and the principle of not looking at what is improper?"
Thinking of how Xiang Dong had been staring at her feet, Jia Ruyue couldn't help but curl her legs up, her slender hands stroking her smooth insteps. "Is it that good-looking here? Other men love to stare at my breasts, my waist, my legs, but his tastes are quite peculiar! He even got a reaction to it!"
Jia Ruyue's mind was in turmoil, and she softly lay back down. Xiang Dong's heroic actions yesterday had unconsciously instilled a sense of trust in her, but his distraught look just now made her uneasy. She thought of Xue'er, and then of her husband. After all, he was a young man full of vigor; what if something really happened…? No, no, she had to get Zhiming back right away.
Xiang Dong didn't even dare go back to his room. He hurriedly put down his laptop, hid in the bathroom, washed his face with cold water, and blamed himself: "Xiang Dong, you're truly blinded by lust, beyond redemption! Is it okay to spy on your future mother-in-law? Shameful, so shameful!"
Coming out of the bathroom, Xiang Dong felt too ashamed to face Jia Ruyue, so he told Ling Yunxue, made an excuse about having to go back to school, stuffed his laptop into his bag, and hurriedly slipped out.
In the library of Z University, Xiang Dong chose a quiet spot, took out his laptop, and continued typing. Only by immersing himself in his own imagined, fantastical world could he find temporary relief. Soon, he was lost in thought, forgetting the troubles of reality. He
didn't know how much time had passed when he suddenly heard whispers. Looking up, he saw two boys emerging from between the two rows of bookshelves at the far end.
"Wow, that teacher was so beautiful! Who is she?"
"Don't you know? She's known as the 'Flower of Z University' faculty,' the head of the Chinese Department, Yuan Shuanghua!"
"She looks only twenty-seven or twenty-eight, and she's the department head? A beauty and a talent! I wonder what kind of outstanding man is lucky enough to win her heart?"
"I really despise you. You don't even know she's Principal Ding's wife? And she's over thirty, she just looks younger than her age."
"Wow! That's even more amazing, a stunning mature woman! Principal Ding is so lucky..."
The two boys whispered as they walked away. Xiang Dong watched their retreating figures with a wry smile, thinking: Yuan Shuanghua is here too? What a small world.
He was still hesitating whether to see her when a fragrant breeze wafted over, and Yuan Shuanghua, wearing a purple floral knee-length dress, appeared before him, softly giggling, "What a coincidence?"
Her voice was sweet, and Xiang Dong, recalling their passionate encounter that day, felt a warmth in his heart. He looked up at her.
Her beautiful face was radiant with a smile, possessing a naturally elegant and refined air that stirred his heart. Her full breasts, slender waist, and long, straight legs—this stunning beauty, who had been beneath him just days before, stirred a strange feeling within him.
"You've come to borrow books?"
Xiang Dong noticed she was carrying several books.
"Yes."
Yuan Shuanghua brushed a few strands of hair from her forehead and sat down beside him casually, smiling, "What are you doing again?"
"Writing a novel to supplement the family income,"
Xiang Dong said with a wry smile.
"Oh? Let me see."
Yuan Shuanghua leaned closer curiously.
Xiang Dong, inhaling the delicate scent of her perfume, was captivated but quickly said, "If you want to see it, I'll send it to you later. Be mindful of the impact!"
Yuan Shuanghua was taken aback, then chuckled, "I'm not afraid, so what are you afraid of? As the department head, it's not wrong for me to care about my subordinates, is it?"
"I'm not afraid of myself, I'm afraid of you. What good will it do you if gossip gets back to Principal Ding? You should leave now."
Yuan Shuanghua stared intently at Xiang Dong's handsome face, a genuine smile gradually spreading across her lips. Suddenly, she chuckled sweetly, "I'm going back to my department office now... Do you want to come?"
Xiang Dong's heart raced at her words, but he hurriedly shook his head, "No, I have things to do."
Yuan Shuanghua carefully observed his expression, chuckled, stretched, and said, "Whatever, come if you want, so you won't blame me again."
Her stretch was elegant and languid, the outline of her breasts extremely alluring. Xiang Dong couldn't help but swallow, which made Yuan Shuanghua blush.
"I'm leaving,"
Yuan Shuanghua said casually, getting up and walking away. Along the way, non-male gazes followed her like magnets, making Xiang Dong feel a pang of jealousy.
Xiang Dong typed a few more words, but still couldn't settle his mind. He had been simmering with desire at home, and Yuan Shuanghua's teasing only fueled it, igniting a wildfire within him that he could no longer suppress. Although he didn't want to admit it, his last encounter with Yuan Shuanghua had been an unprecedentedly blissful experience. While he had tried with Ling Yunxue a few times afterward, he could never recapture that feeling.
He knew that the bliss came from Yuan Shuanghua's mature allure and her forbidden identity. Ling Yunxue, though incomparably beautiful, was ultimately just a naive young girl; how could she possibly give him that feeling? After
a moment of internal struggle, Xiang Dong finally succumbed to his true desires. Gritting his teeth, he packed up his computer and hurried towards the Chinese Literature Department building. It was Saturday, and the building was nearly deserted. Looking around to make sure no one was watching, Xiang Dong slipped up to the third floor and knocked on Yuan Shuanghua's office door.
第02章
很快门就被拉开了，袁霜华略有些意外，又有些得意地眨了眨美目道："你来得倒快。"向东脸上一热，撂下了电脑包，反锁了房门，一把就抱住了袁霜华的娇躯，低头向她索吻。
本来袁霜华芳心里还有一些忐忑，不知道这个冤家会不会抹不开面子赌气不来，见他紧跟着自己屁股后头就到了，心里正是舒爽之极，便也喜孜孜地揽住他，与他口舌交缠起来。两具成熟的躯体互相挤压着，纠缠着，不多时，两人就滚做了一堆，倒在了墙边的真皮沙发上，袁霜华的紫色碎花连衣裙的肩带已经在向东不老实的大手下滑落了一边，淡紫色的蕾丝文胸露出了半截，向东看在眼里，便如同一个跌入了玩具堆里的小男孩一般，只顾兴奋不已的乱摸乱抓。
被向东紧紧地压在身下的袁霜华娇喘细细地扭动着身躯，美目瞧着向东兴奋潮红的脸庞，心里一阵好笑：这个木头人，都三十岁了，怎么还好像一个青涩处男一般那么激动热烈？不过，他越是这样的用力过猛，我倒是越喜欢，这力度，这硬度，真让人着迷啊。
此时向东早就被情慾烧昏了头脑，哪里有空去体会袁霜华的心思，他埋头在袁霜华的耳畔，贪婪地嗅着她身上名贵香水和成熟体香的混合气味，舌头在她耳垂处轻啜细吮，双手一刻不停，一边大力揉搓着她的饱圆乳峰，一边抚弄着她弹盈丰满的翘臀。眼看一件名贵异常的连衣裙在向东的蹂躏下已然皱得不成样子，袁霜华却全然不以为意，只因此刻她心里的快美，已然抵过了拥有哪怕一百件华美衣裳的快感。
一时间，静谧的办公室里只有两人此起彼伏的喘息声及衣物摩擦声，室温也在两人的慾火蒸腾下显得更高了，向东早已按捺不住，一把撕开了自个的衬衫，蹬掉了长裤，身上只剩一条黑色的平角内裤，在激烈的动作中把袁霜华挤到了沙发的一角，膝盖强横地撑开了袁霜华滑腻的大腿，把她的裙摆撩到了她的小腹上方——其实又哪里需要他强横撑开了，袁霜华早就乖巧而不动声色地张开了双腿，此刻表现出来的些许挣扎，不过是为了增添向东的兴致罢了。
向东果然被袁霜华的羞人心思拿捏得死死的，俊脸上如被火烧一般红得发烫，双目中欲焰熊熊，一手用力地按着袁霜华的傲人酥胸，一手蛮横地向前一按，隔着袁霜华的黑色蕾丝内裤覆上了她的私处。
"啊……"随着向东这一下动作，两人竟然异口同声的叹出声来。
"霜华，你这里已经湿的可以拧出水来了，你还装啊？"向东坏笑道。
袁霜华玉脸酡红，没好气地瞪了向东一眼，心道：你这个死人，人家还不是为了你？若是我再主动些，恐怕你这头驴子反倒要掉头走了。
"霜华，我可以提个要求吗？"向东一边捻着袁霜华肿胀的乳珠，一边嘿嘿笑道。
"说吧。"袁霜华有气无力地道，显然对向东在这当头打乱了节奏有些不满。
"我……我可以直接撕烂你的内裤吗？"向东满脸期盼的道。
袁霜华芳心怦然一跳，也有些莫名的兴奋，却啐道："随便你！"向东闻言大喜，双手捻住袁霜华湿漉漉的内裤下沿一扯，薄薄的布料便沿着蜜唇的轮廓崩裂了开来，粉嫩湿滑的蚌肉在不规则的黑色布料衬托下，愈加显得完美光润，可爱已极。
"真美！"向东目不转睛地看着这幅美景，喃喃叹道。下一刻，他已经飞快地脱掉了自己的内裤，把硬挺如铁的巨蟒抵着那个销魂洞口，一挺虎腰，便捅了进去。
"嗯……"袁霜华浑身一颤，鼻腔里发出一声绵延的低吟。第二次被这个冤家侵入的感觉既熟悉又新鲜，熟悉的是，自己已经差不多可以适应他的巨硕粗长了，而新鲜的却是，他带来的颤慄和臣服感，仍然是那样的令人心悸而又心醉。
向东熊熊的慾火有了宣洩口，只觉一阵难以言喻的畅快，一口气抽插了两百多下，才稍稍平息了激盪的心情，重又搬弄起上次袁霜华所教的性爱技巧，花样多端起来。那边厢的袁霜华被向东一连串的长打折腾得晕眩迷离，这一会才得了喘息之机，又嗔又爱地白了向东一眼，一面体会着娇躯上各处敏感地方的销魂感觉，一面想道：也亏得这冤家天赋异禀，才能这么肆意胡来，换了别个男人，一上来就一顿冲刺，怕支撑不了五十下。若是早个十年碰上他，怕我也承受不来吧？看不出来凌云雪这么一个娇滴滴的小女生，居然可以经受得住。
想到了凌云雪，袁霜华幽幽地叹了口气，心里莫名有些酸意。倒不是她嫉妒凌云雪的年轻及美貌，在魅力这一点上她自信却也不输于凌云雪。但是凌云雪得到了向东这样的极品男人，而自己却只能与丁校长这样的迟暮男人厮守终生，这才是她心理不平衡的缘由。
不过，好歹我也得到了他！袁霜华柔肠百转，终于自我安慰地想道，玉脸上也随之绽放出了春花般柔美的笑容，又是让向东看的一阵失神。
不知道过了多少时候，向东终于大吼一声，浑身抽搐了十数下，随后软绵绵地滚倒在沙发旁的地毯上。秀髮披散，衣襟凌乱的袁霜华一身香汗淋漓，也是娇柔无力，软瘫在沙发上，俏脸上带着极乐后的慵懒和疲惫，连一个手指头都不想动弹。
又过了好久，袁霜华才勉力爬将起来，坐直了娇躯，伸手要待整理身上的裙子，却哭笑不得地发现裙子非但皱得像一团乱麻一般，而且处处是汗印水迹，哪里还能穿了？便是真皮沙发上也是秽斑点点，要花大功夫才能清理干净。
袁霜华好笑地摇了摇头，起身走到了办公桌后面的壁柜前，打开了，从里面拿出一套套装，大大方方地褪掉了身上的衣物，捻着污秽残破不堪的黑色蕾丝内裤正待扔进垃圾桶，向东却不知什么时候已经起身走近了来，一把接过那条内裤，顺势从后面搂紧了她一丝不挂的曼妙娇躯，在她耳边柔声道："这么有纪念意义的东西，怎能扔了？归我了。"袁霜华轻笑一声，扭头道："你要留着它？你不怕凌云雪发现吗？"向东好笑道："哦？你是在吃醋吗？放心，我自有办法。"袁霜华道："我有吃醋的资格吗？别忘了，你有凌云雪，可我每晚也是跟老丁睡在一张床上。——哎，你怎么又有反应了？"向东坏笑道："不知怎的，刚上完系主任，我现在又想上校长夫人了。"袁霜华芳心乱跳，双颊羞红，刚想像征性地挣扎一番，向东却已经强硬地抄起她的一条长腿，微微屈膝，从后面往上一顶，硕大的巨蟒又挤进了她的两片湿腻蜜唇之间。向东有力的刺入让袁霜华无法保持身体平衡，只好顺势向前俯身，双手扶在了壁柜上。向东见状，便也放下了她的长腿，让她保持着双腿微分的姿势，扶着她的翘臀，俯身进击起来。
"霜儿，你现在好像一只可爱的小母狗哦。"向东嘿嘿笑道。
袁霜华紧咬着下唇，勉力承受着向东的侵入，明明身体已经疲惫不堪了，却仍是兴奋难当，待听到向东这句调笑话儿，只觉浑身都酥了，心道：坏了，这块木头好像觉醒了，男人那股坏劲全来了。可是，话又说回来，男人不坏，女人不爱啊。我爱不爱这个男人？爱，爱死了……
又一次暮色四合的时分，向东拖着两条疲累的腿，走在通往地铁站的路上。他的心情很沉重，既是因为即将回去面对下午有过一段尴尬的未来丈母娘贾如月，更是因为他经受不住诱惑，竟然主动和袁霜华再次发生了关系。最让他恐惧的是，他分明已经在这段不伦的关系中沉溺了。他明知不该，但他却不愿逃离。是的，不忠是可耻的，但是凌云雪也不知道这事儿啊，对她又有何伤害可言？而关键的是，我在跟袁霜华的交往中体会到了极致的快乐，这是多么可贵的事情？古话说，人生得意须尽欢，我追求自己的快乐，又有什么不对了？
在自圆其说的思忖中，向东上了地铁。他把沉甸甸的电脑包放在膝盖上，刚想习惯性地摸出笔记本电脑来继续码字，却碰到了包里放着的那条潮湿滑腻的残破内裤。坏了，刚才自信满满地对袁霜华说我能藏好这条内裤，却忘了把它拿回宿舍。若是带到凌云雪家里，被她或未来丈母娘发现了，那该怎么办？
在忐忑不安中，向东回到了凌云雪家里。开门进屋时向东还在犯愁，不知道该如何面对贾如月，岂料进门后第一眼就见到沙发上坐着一个陌生的中年男人，贾如月陪坐在一侧，看两人的神态，敢情这位就是素未谋面的未来老丈人了。
果然，贾如月见向东进屋，笑着招唿道："向东，来，见过雪儿她爸。"看她笑靥如花的模样，早就把下午跟向东之间那点小尴尬抛诸云外了。
向东闻言舒了口气，心里倒是感激起无意中解了围的未来老丈人，忙走近前去，恭恭敬敬地叫了声叔叔。
"还叫叔叔？"面相一派儒雅的凌志明站起身来，笑容可掬地伸出右手与向东一握，又示意他在旁边的沙发上坐下，才续道，"该改口了吧？"向东见凌志明如此平易近人，便也从善如流，笑着叫道：「爸！」
又朝贾如月喊了声妈，只把她逗得掩嘴轻笑，不知道是因为欣慰，抑或是为了打趣。
凌志明跟向东寒暄了一阵，贾如月只在旁边含笑听着，并不怎么搭话。在闲聊中，向东也知道了凌志明原来是某大型路桥建造集团的工程师，常年派驻在全国各地做项目，一两个月才能回一趟家。
难怪雪儿对他有意见。哪个孩子愿意自己父亲常年不在身边啊？向东忖道。
吃晚饭时，凌云雪果然寒着一张俏脸，对凌志明不怎么搭理，亏得向东在旁察言观色，频频挑起话头，饭桌上才不至于冷场。
夜深了，贾如月忙完了家务，回到卧室，见丈夫正在书桌旁看着图纸，便悄步走到他身后，双手搭上他的肩膀，一边轻轻地揉捏着，一边说道︰「志明，你觉得向东这人怎样？」
凌志明头也不抬，漫不经心的道：「挺好的啊，谈吐得体，明白事理。最重要的是，他对雪儿也很好，能包容她，这挺难能可贵的。」
贾如月心道：你说的虽然大致不错，但是你却不知道，他居然偷窥我睡觉。但愿那只是男性的本能使然，他心里明白基本的伦理道德，能够克制自己吧。
「你也满意那就最好了。」
贾如月笑道，「你回来休假怎么把图纸也带回来了？早点休息吧。」
「嗯。你先睡吧，我马上就来。」
贾如月闻言心神一黯，默默叹了口气，走到床边，脱起了衣服。得知丈夫今日回来，她特地换上了一条淡蓝色的无袖及膝连衣裙，刻意地展露出依然光洁嫩白如鲜藕的双臂，及白皙修长，细腻无瑕的小腿，谁料丈夫到现在为止也没有露出半点赞赏的眼神。这也就罢了，丈夫已经两个月没有回来，眼看明天他又要走了，自己明明暗示他行那夫妻之事，他却还装起了煳涂！
贾如月对着衣柜上的镜子，缓缓地把裙子脱了下来，露出身上那套黑色蕾丝镂花的黛安芬内衣。这是她前几天特地去百货商场里买的，几乎就是那里最贵的款式，若不是那个营业员一味的奉承，说她的身材配上这套内衣该有多性感，她也捨不得花这个钱。
"志明，我这套内衣新买的，你觉得好看吗？"贾如月孤影自怜地照了会镜子，鼓足勇气回头问道。
凌志明闻言扭过头来，上下扫了一眼，微笑道："嗯，漂亮。你穿什么都漂亮。"说罢，他又把视线投回了眼前的那份图纸。
贾如月幽怨地瞪了丈夫一眼，心道：话是说得好听，可惜你根本就没有细看。你可知道，我要的不只是你的温言好语，我更需要的是你温暖的怀抱和爱抚。
贾如月抬起手来，在灯光下细细打量着自己的手心手背。虽则做了十多年的家务活，但毕竟这还是轻松的差事，加之本钱够好，所以她的手也还是细滑得很，通体白净，带着些许健康的红润。她的指甲也修剪得很精緻，虽然并没有抹指甲油，然而不带修饰的纤长手指本身就已经是极美的景致。贾如月看了一会，心里的愁闷略解，便伸手到背后去解文胸的搭钩，小心翼翼地把两边的肩带从手臂间褪了下来，眼看一双滚圆饱满的酥胸脱了束缚，居然形状也并不如何变化，彷彿地心引力在这里完全失去了效用一般，沉甸甸的两个乳瓜维持着半圆微翘的形态，两颗深红色的乳首就像两颗紫色葡萄一般，在黄澄澄的灯光下显得尤为动人。两颗雪嫩乳瓜之间那道天然的沟壑失了文胸的紧缚，虽则开阔了一些，但因为她的乳廓极大的缘故，却依然显得奇峰夹峙，险象横生，全然不似一般女人胸怀坦荡，双乳遥相唿应的那种情状。
难道我不如以前那么美了吗？怎么会，以前这里还没有现在这么大……贾如月对着镜子，轻轻摩挲着一双雪乳，默默地想道。街口那几个二流子，每次见到我不都是轻佻的吹口哨，出言调戏？若不是上回向东整治了他们一回，恐怕他们也不会收敛吧？
想到向东，她自然而然便想起了那次向东在杂货店里扶着她的腰部的情形，登时脸上便有了一抹红晕。向东……他应该不会觉得我是个老女人了吧？他摸过我的腰，应该知道，我的腰身比二十出头的小姑娘也不会差太多……呸！我在想什么呢？
贾如月慌乱地摇了摇头，把文胸放在了床头柜上，拿起睡衣把姣好的上身套好了，翻身上了床。然而，心里虽说不愿去想，但却偏偏想起了，前些天自己就是这样裸身套着这件睡衣在整理东西时，胸前的风光被向东偷窥了个一干二净。
那傢伙，当时的神情就像三魂丢了两魄一般，活脱脱就是一个没见过女人裸体的小屁孩！贾如月心里轻笑着，过了这么些天，想起这段插曲时她也不怎么来气了，反倒有一丝没来由的自得。
贾如月躺在床上辗转反侧良久，左等右等，丈夫就是不来，最后昏昏沉沉的也便睡着了。待得她的鼾息声微微响起，凌志明才如释重负地放下了手中的图纸，苦笑着站起来，伸了一个懒腰，上床睡觉。其实他何尝不知道自家老婆的心思，奈何他昨晚才跟同是自家公司派驻在外地的一个二十多岁的风骚女会计折腾了半宿，最后还是吃了药才把那个女会计摆平，现在他的腿肚子还有点发软呢，又哪来的精力应付自己的老婆？如果他不是早就答应了老婆今天回来，他铁定是要把回家探亲的日期退后的。
懵然不知丈夫心事的贾如月睡下没多久就做起梦来。有道是，日有所思，夜有所梦，她竟然梦见自己又走过了那个街口，又被路边几个二流子吹口哨，嘴里不干不净的调戏起来，有别于以往的恍若未闻，这回贾如月霍地立定转身，怒道："你们这帮瘪三，放着大街上那么多年轻姑娘你们不打主意，老是纠缠我一个半老太婆干嘛？"一个瘦猴似的小年轻愣了一下，怪笑道："小月月，你哪能算是半老太婆呢，这满大街的小妞加起来也没有你这么水灵。怎么着，你是深闺寂寞了吧？来，让大爷来疼你。"说着，他迈着轻佻的步伐走了过来。
贾如月见瘦猴步步逼近，惊慌失措起来，正在此时，向东不知道从哪儿跳了出来，飞起一脚把瘦猴踢了一个觔斗，怒道："哪里来的癞蛤蟆，也想吃天鹅肉！"就听瘦猴痛唿一声，摔进了云雾之中，向东回过头来，一手搂着贾如月的腰身，往他身边一带，笑道："走吧，咱们回家。"贾如月被他一搂，登时浑身都酥了，忙挣扎道："放手，向东，这不合适！"向东轩眉道："这有什么不合适了？爸没法来保护你，我来保护你！爸不愿意来疼你，我来疼你！"贾如月惊呆了，还没等她反应过来，向东忽地一弯腰，拦腰把她抱了起来，一阵飞奔，下一刻，两人就已经回到了家里。向东把贾如月放下地来，贾如月倒有些爽然若失了，却见向东温柔地一笑，双手又圈紧了她的柔腰，低头吻上她的耳珠，呢喃道："月儿，让我来好好疼你一回吧。"此时贾如月已经醉酡酡的，浑然不知道自己在做什么，只是任由向东摆佈，但见衣襟纷飞，肢体交缠，贾如月就如同飞翔在云端之上一般，极度的酣畅舒怀，所有的愁闷为之一空，彷彿做回了一个年少轻狂的小女孩，时而在云霞中飞舞，时而在鲜花丛中穿行，时而在海水中徜徉……天啊，我还从来没有如此快乐过……贾如月摊平双手躺在草坪上，看着头顶上灿烂的星空，悠悠叹息道。
妈，我也很快乐……身旁的向东也叹息道。
妈……嗯？妈！天啊，是你！我们做了什么？贾如月如梦初醒，顿时如坠冰窖，眼前一阵发黑，正在此时，凌云雪的脸庞忽地浮现了出来，她圆睁双目，不能置信地，歇斯底里地尖叫道：你们！你们！你们竟然背着我……
"啊！"在这一瞬间，贾如月猛然惊醒过来，在床上一坐而起，待醒觉原来是一场梦，这才惊魂略定，轻拍了几下胸口，这才察觉，原来自己竟然已是满身冷汗，而更令她难堪的是，双腿之间竟然明显地感觉到一片潮热滑腻……自己竟然在春梦中洩出身来了！
饶是在黑暗中，贾如月也觉得一阵脸红耳热。她瞧瞧身旁的丈夫，见他睡的正是香甜，这才放下心来，悄悄下了床，从衣柜里取出了一条干净的内裤，摸黑出了卧室，走向洗手间。
令她意外的是，凌云雪卧室的门缝里还透着一些光亮。他们还没睡吗？贾如月迟疑了一下，不由自主地走了过去，把耳朵贴在房门上，偷听里面的动静。
"……好了，老公，不来了！你那根东西太长了，我怕戳到了宝宝。""可是我还没有……那我别太进去就好了。""不要不要不要！都半个多小时了，我累也累死了，谁叫你忍着不射来着？""好好好，老婆是最大的，那老公就忍忍吧。"……
贾如月听着小两口惊心动魄的对话，脸上便如火烧一般，火辣辣的发烫。两人话语间的信息是那样的羞人，贾如月甚至不敢细想，忙回身进了洗手间，掬了捧冷水洗了把脸，这才稍为平静了些。贾如月对镜自照，自己红晕上脸，眼角眉梢，尽是春情，说多动人，便有多动人，然而此刻的她却无心自我欣赏了，满心都是自责惆怅，忙匆匆的拭净了私处，换上了干净的内裤，回转了卧室，只是在翻身上床时，她仍是不免想到了一点：半个多小时都不射，向东还算是正常男人吗？还有，太长是多长？呸呸呸！我怎么想这些！
第03章
翌日早上，向东早早就起来，回z大图书馆继续写书去了。昨晚怀着愧疚的心情，刻意要与凌云雪好好温存一番，谁料这妮子不胜鞭挞，早早地败下阵来，他也就落得轻松，美美地睡了一觉，刚一醒来，就感觉文思如泉涌，便赶紧去寻一个安静地方，把灵感形诸文字。
没有向东在旁调节气氛，凌志明在家里可谓是如坐针毡，一边是冷冷淡淡的女儿，另一边是幽怨情热的老婆，偏生他此刻弹药库里又是空空如也，能怎么办？最后他实在熬不住了，吃完中午饭就借口工作很繁忙，必须马上赶回工地了，就草草的收拾了行囊，落荒而逃。
无奈地送走了丈夫，贾如月心情很是低落，但在有孕在身的女儿面前，又不好表现出来。等凌云雪回房歇下后，她久久地坐在沙发上不愿动弹，心头一片晦暗。过了一些时候，她才幽幽地吐出一口气，站起身来，着手整理家里的闲杂东西。只有在劳动中，她才能暂且压下烦闷的心绪，所以她忙进忙出，把地板拖了，把所有傢俱都擦拭了一遍，把家里弄得洁净齐整，一尘不染后，她转入女儿的卧室，对着床脚那一摞杂乱的鞋盒，蹙起秀眉道："雪儿，你这些鞋盒，也该理一理了，向东的书都没地方搁了，有你这样做人妻子的吗？"倚在床头百无聊赖的翻着杂志的凌云雪满不在乎地应道："知道了知道了！我这不是正怀孕着嘛，晚上我让向东给整整。""这些家务活本该是女人做的，你让向东来做，成何体统？再说了，几个空盒子，又不重。你看看，盒子上面都蒙上灰尘了。这样吧，干脆连同旧报纸一併卖掉了。你啊，以后是该学着做些家务了，难道我能一辈子伺候你吗？"凌云雪不虞母亲会为了这么点小事数落她一顿，刁蛮的性子发作了，把杂志一撂，一边下床，一边强嘴道："不就几个破盒子吗，至于那么啰嗦吗，我来吧！"贾如月一怔，这才醒悟，敢情自己心里不痛快，说话也带了两分火气，倒把这个小祖宗惹火了，见她急吼吼地挽起衣袖就要过来，便缓和了口气，说道："好了，你躺着吧，别动了胎气，我也就是那么一说，你着什么急。"见凌云雪悻悻地爬回了床上，贾如月无奈地摇了摇头，便俯身整理那一堆鞋盒。她也真怕盒子里边不全是空的，便仔细地每个打开看看，谁料翻到第二个的时候，她着实吓了一大跳，忍不住惊叫了一声，手中的盒子随之掉落在地上。
"怎么了，妈？"凌云雪抬眼瞟来。
"啊？没事！一只蟑螂而已，瞧我这胆子。"贾如月强抑着内心的震惊，轻描淡写的道，见凌云雪"哦"了一声，便把视线投回了眼前的杂志上，这才飞快地盖好了那个鞋盒，捧了起来，回了自己房间，把房门反锁了，才把鞋盒放在床头柜上，打开了，仔细打量着里面那件物事。
没错了，没错了！这件物事是那样的污秽狼藉，贾如月甚至不敢伸手去取它，只是凑近了脸庞去看。这，不就是我昨晚换下来的那条黛安芬的黑色内裤吗？怎么会在这里？这摊黄色的秽斑，这股浓烈的腥臭，这道狂野的开裂……任何一个经过人事的女人，甚至不用思考，都可以明白这条内裤经歷过了什么。
是向东！他……他怎么竟然拿着我换下来的内裤来做这种噁心的事情？
贾如月的脑袋如同爆炸了一般，混乱不堪。她满脸绯红，心跳如擂，唿吸几乎难以为继。
昨晚我那个过，内裤又湿又脏，向东他怎么会……他不会那么变态，见了女人的脏东西，反而更兴奋了吧？是了，他昨天在雪儿那里没能痛快，应该是这个原因。只是，他怎么还把我的内裤撕破了，还刚好是在那个……那个位置？他莫不是想像着真个……他不是就这样套着那玩意儿自慰吧？
越是推理，越是羞人，最后贾如月只觉自己脸上如同着火了一般，烫得惊人，虽然周围并无旁人，但她仍是有种羞窘至死的感觉。她使劲摇了摇头，无力地躺倒在床上，心潮汹涌难平。
天啊，向东竟然对我有那方面的想法，而且他已经不满足于空想了，竟然开始有了实质性的举动！他怎么会是这样的人？雪儿怎能托付给这样的男人？没错，男人对其他女人有正常的性冲动，这是可以理解的，但他怎能打我的主意？我可是他的丈母娘！
贾如月越想越是心惊，越想越是愁苦。丈夫无法依靠，女儿少不更事，现在又怀孕了，本来嘛，未来女婿还算理想，除了年龄比雪儿大很多外，至少一表人才，学识渊博，明白事理，兼且身强力壮，她本已把他倚作了家里的顶樑柱，谁知道他竟然对她有那种不伦的畸形情感！
我的人生怎么会是这样的啊……贾如月无助地双手掩脸，心里悲叹道。她心乱如麻，思前想后，终是没能想出一个明白，最后倒昏昏沉沉地睡着了。
日薄西山的时候向东才回来，刚进门，他就感觉家里的气氛不太对劲。他扫了一圈，未来老丈人不见踪影，雪儿又是一如既往地窝在床上，整个客厅里只有抱着双臂，脸寒如水地坐在沙发上的未来丈母娘，也就是说，这个萧索的气场是她释放出来的？
向东不知就里，只好试探性的道："妈，我回来了。爸出去了？"正是哪壶不开偏提那壶，如同坐在火山上的贾如月闻言更是火大，冷冷地道："他出差去了。你来，我有话对你说。"向东摸不着头脑，只好跟着贾如月走进了她的卧室。贾如月把房门关上了，深吸了一口气，才转身看着向东的脸庞。她本想显得怒不可遏，但真正单独的和向东置身于一个封闭的空间里，她发现自己那股勇气早就消散得无影无踪了，芳心倒有些羞怯起来。她略为定了定神，见向东满脸不解地看着自己，神色甚是谦和，这才贾起余勇，一指床头柜上那个鞋盒，冷冷的道："那是什么东西？"向东顺着她指的方向看过去，刚看真切那个鞋盒，一颗心登时就凉了半截。坏了！昨晚随手把袁霜华那条残破的内裤藏到床脚的一个鞋盒里，本来以为没人会来翻看的，她怎么那么巧，刚好就翻着了！
一时间向东心如电转，正待编造一个可以自圆其说的谎言来搪塞过去，却听贾如月又开口了："向东，你怎么可以拿我的内裤做那样的事情？你读了那么多书，连这最基本的伦理道德也不懂吗？"向东一怔，半晌才会意过来：什么？她以为那条内裤是她的？她有一条款式一模一样的内裤？那可真是巧中之巧了。
一转念间，向东也想明白了，虽然自己被误认为拿未来丈母娘的内裤自慰，但这总比被发现跟别的女人偷情来得好一些，再者，看未来丈母娘关上房门单独和自己交涉此事，说明她还是希望大事化小，息事宁人的，那就还不至于太糟糕。一念至此，向东便低下了头，羞愧地顺着贾如月的话语道："对不起，妈，我不该对你有非份的想法。妈，请你相信，我绝对不是变态，我只是一个正常的男人，只是觉得你很美，很吸引我，才一时鬼迷心窍，做出这种丢脸的事情。请你再给我一次机会，从此以后我会对雪儿一心一意，不敢再有其他想法。"贾如月听着向东的自白，只觉得心惊肉跳，酥胸急剧地起伏着，艰难地消化着他话里的含义。虽然事情的原委她早就推理出来了，然而真正听到他袒露心扉，还是让她的心情复杂异常。被人爱慕的感觉本应是美好的，但若是这人是自己的女婿，那就另当别论了。
我是该为自己魅力犹在而高兴呢，还是该为雪儿而悲哀？贾如月心里哀叹道，无力地摇了摇头，说道："希望你记住你今天这番话。你去吧。"走出了贾如月的卧室，向东才发现原来自己的衬衫已经被冷汗浸得湿透。平心而论，迄今为止，他虽然认为贾如月是个绝美的女人，但其实对她还真的没有什么非分之想，之前一而再，再而三地尴尬场面，只不过是机缘巧合罢了，今天他这番话，完全是为了脱身而编造的。但是这么一来，他就等于无意中在两人心里埋下了一颗种子，日后这颗种子是会长成参天大树呢，还是会长眠于斯，无缘发芽？若是向东知晓日后事态的发展，他是否还会不会说出这番话？命运，往往就因为一段小小的插曲而偏离了方向。
果然，凌云雪对向东和贾如月之间的一席话一无所知，见向东进房，她兴高采烈地摘掉了mp3的耳机，娇痴地向他索吻。向东温柔地在她额头上吻了一下，便拿了换洗的衣服去淋浴。在洗手间脱下脏衣服准备撂在洗衣盆里的时候，向东无意中发现，洗衣盆里已经躺着一条性感的黑色蕾丝内裤，看那牌子，款式，可不正是跟袁霜华的那条一模一样？难怪丈母娘会误会了，不过也幸好她还没来察看这里，否则袁霜华那条又无法解释来路了。向东哭笑不得地盯着这条内裤，鬼使神差地伸手把她捻了起来，还隔着半米，内裤上一股成熟女性的馥郁膻香就已经扑入鼻端，比雪儿的味道来得浓，又比袁霜华的味道来得清，而手中的触感又明明白白的告诉了他，这条内裤曾被丰沛的体液浸润过，现在还带着一些湿意。
想不到我竟然被冤枉拿着她的内裤自慰！向东苦笑着，想起了贾如月适才的神态。在她冷峻的表象下，她的羞怯，她的柔弱，其实还是那么明显。她只不过是伪装强大，竭力要保护自己孩子的母亲罢了，就像站在黄鼠狼面前的母鸡一般。由此向东又联想起，曾经在米店里扶过她腴润的腰，曾经在雪儿房里看过她硕圆的胸，曾经在她自己房里看过她精巧的脚……在一瞬间，贾如月身上那层叫丈母娘的保护色消失了，她还原成一个成熟的，美艷的妇人，无处不柔，而又无处不美，也在这一瞬间，向东粗长的巨蟒如同嗅到了血腥一般，噌的一下昂首挺立起来。
向东心脏不争气地狂跳起来，忍不住把那条异香流溢的内裤凑到了鼻端，深深嗅了一口，旋即把它往下一裹，包住了鸡蛋大小的蟒首，猛烈地套弄起来。他心跳越来越快，甚至感觉自己的巨蟒也是膨胀得越来越大，这种兴奋感，居然百倍于跟雪儿缠绵，十倍于跟霜儿做爱！自己性器紧紧贴着的这层轻薄柔顺的布料在十几个小时前还紧贴着贾如月那诱人的私处，还浸透了她满腔的蜜液……甚至光是想到这一点，他就几乎要陷入疯狂。
在一声低沉的嘶吼中，向东把他满腔的精华喷洒在了这条内裤上面。他猛烈地喘息着，用那仍然带着几分湿意的布料把蟒首擦拭干净了，才小心翼翼地把内裤捲了起来，装进了自己长裤的口袋——他终于在这件丑事败露几个小时之后，把它给做圆满了。
转眼间两周过去了。向东的新书已经在网站上上架了，出乎他意料的是，新书的反响相当的好，网站的编辑看着态势喜人，主动的为他的新书做了一番网上推广，这不，现在已经坐稳了新书榜头名的位置。今天网站的编辑特地来到z大跟向东沟通新书的情节走向，一聊就是两个多小时，等向东回到家时，已经是华灯初上，贾如月连晚饭都准备好了。
「向东你来的正好，开饭了，洗手过来坐下吧。」
贾如月淡笑着招唿道。
向东哎了一声，放下了电脑包。自从内裤那段插曲后，贾如月对他的态度一直很客气，就好像他不是她的未来女婿，而是一个不常来往的客人似的。这种感觉让向东很别扭，但是他也知道要扭转贾如月的态度不是一朝一夕的事情，所以也只好加倍的承担了家里的一些重活，譬如换煤气，买米，买油之类的事情。贾如月倒也不抗拒他的帮忙，只是私下里两人除了必要的几句话外，几乎再也没有其他的交流。
在饭桌上，对母亲与老公之间的尴尬一无所知的凌云雪笑道："老公，我今天上网看了，你的新书在榜上现在是遥遥领先哪，恭喜恭喜！"贾如月蹙起秀眉道："雪儿，我不是说了你要少用电脑吗，怎么还偷偷上网？你说的是什么书来着？"凌云雪嘟起粉嫩的小嘴道："知道啦。那是向东新创作的网络小说，书名叫，现在在网上可火了。"贾如月奇道："哦？向东，这就是你最近忙着写的新书吗？这么快就写完发表了？"凌云雪咯咯笑道："妈，你真老土。他是在网上连载啦，一边写一边发表的。"贾如月玉脸微红，瞪了凌云雪一眼，淡笑道："原来如此，看来我真的落伍了。"凌云雪说道："妈，现在网上可多小说了，谁还到书店买书来看啊。等下吃完饭，我教你上网看小说。"贾如月娇嗔道："什么教我，是你自己想上网吧？"一旁的向东插不上话，只好陪着笑，闷声不响的扒着饭。
吃完饭，贾如月洗好碗筷后，凌云雪果然兴沖沖地捧了向东的笔记本电脑，把贾如月拽到了沙发上，给她演示如何上网阅读网络小说，还炫耀般打开了向东的作品集，得意洋洋地道："妈，你看，这就是向东的笔名，他已经写完了五部作品了，现在这部是最新的，你看看。"贾如月草草扫了两眼，一推凌云雪道："好了我知道了，我自己看吧，你该干嘛干嘛去，不要对着电脑，辐射对宝宝没好处。"凌云雪笑嘻嘻地应了，回转了自己的房间。贾如月这才细细地看起向东所写的小说来。是神话异能类的作品，描述的是远古的洪荒世界，通篇都是天马行空的想像，贾如月并不喜欢这样的题材，看了几章就作罢了，又点开向东前面几部作品浏览起来。谁料这一看她就被吸引住了，这几部旧作都是现实主义的题材，有社会小说，也有情爱小说，有别于的轻松张狂，它们的风格偏于沉静冷峻，处处闪现着向东深厚的文学底蕴及浓重的人文气息。年少时做过文学梦的贾如月很容易就从中找到了共鸣，沉浸在了向东构筑的文学世界里，娇艷无伦的玉脸上洋溢着欢快愉悦的神采。
当晚贾如月足足盯着电脑屏幕看了两个多小时，才恋恋不捨地把笔记本电脑还给凌云雪，旋即迫不及待地回到自己的卧室，打开前些天从凌云雪房里没收过来的台式电脑，继续上网追看向东的小说。
深夜时分，贾如月才关掉电脑，翻身上床，翻来覆去好久，始终难以入寐。她已经深深的为向东的文字而着迷了，就像她年少时曾为琼瑶的爱情小说着迷一般。但这次是不同的，她已经成熟了，那些浅薄的，矫柔造作的文字只会让她嗤之以鼻，而向东的文字简洁华丽，思想深刻，阅读他的作品就像一个成熟聪慧的男人在对面坐着，敞开心扉和你交流一般，他的文采令人沉醉，他的思想发人深省。有哪个女人不希望有这样的男人做朋友，或者说，情人？尤其是，这样的优质偶像就在自己身边，他长的还是那样的英俊挺拔，怎不叫人芳心散乱？
只可惜，他是雪儿的未来老公，我比他还大好多岁，又已经结了婚……贾如月心里幽幽叹息道。在这一刻，她甚至已经原谅了向东曾经拿着她穿过的内裤自慰的丑行。事实上，那件事已经过去了两周，那种震惊和羞愤已经慢慢淡化了，贾如月再想起那件事，心里也已经没有太多的牴触，反而有一丝隐隐的自得——这至少可以说明，我还不算老，还有魅力吧？
打从贾如月成为了向东的粉丝的那一天起，她对待向东的态度就悄然起了变化。她面对他时经常感觉到忐忑和羞怯，全然没有一个未来丈母娘的强势和自觉。这种感受让贾如月很羞赧，可惜她偏生无法克服。她心里也是越来越怕，感觉再这样下去，说不定哪一天在向东面前她连手都不知道该如何放了。
沉浸在新书首发成绩非凡的兴奋之中的向东并没有注意到贾如月的变化。这一天，他的新书正式上了vip书架，也就是说，他的新书开始实质性的产生效益了。之前那些踊跃追书的读者会不会捧场，热烈订阅呢？新书会不会湮没在vip书榜里面，泛不起大的浪花？事实证明，向东的担忧是多余的，到第一天结束，他的新书订阅量已经破了该网站的新书首天订阅记录，而网站的编辑也在晚上十一点多时兴沖沖地打来电话，告诉向东他的稿酬从这本书开始涨为税后每字五毛钱。听到这个消息，向东激动得几乎连手机都握不住了，连忙深唿吸了几下，才故作矜持地向编辑道了谢，挂断了电话。
当晚向东虽然彻夜未眠，但他却不敢把这个消息告诉凌云雪，因为他觉得这个消息太突如其来了，说不定会有什么变故，直到第二天和网站正式签好了合同后，他才强抑着兴奋的心情，打电话给凌云雪道："雪儿，你现在出来吧，我们去shopping。"凌云雪正腻在床上发呆呢，闻言喜道："哈，你怎么知道我闷得慌，破天荒主动要带我去shopping了？"向东笑道："嗯，今天有个大大的惊喜给你。你自己打车来云顶广场没问题吧？我在这里等你。"一个小时后，套着一件宽松的白色t恤搭配黑色棉裤的凌云雪出现在了云顶广场的正门口，乖巧地偎入了向东的怀抱，笑道："老公，你有什么惊喜要给我啊？害我连妆都来不及化了。"向东抚着凌云雪圆润的腰身，自豪地笑道："雪儿，今天这儿的首饰，鞋包，衣服，化妆品，随你挑！"凌云雪雀跃道："真的？"随即将信将疑地盯着向东道："老公那你是不是中彩票了，以前可没见你这么大方。"向东点点头，咧嘴笑道："虽不中也不远矣！"他拉着凌云雪在近旁的长椅上坐了，盯着她的眼睛，压抑着满心的兴奋，低声道："你知道吗，我刚上vip书架的那本，反响出乎意料的好，网站给我开出了税后每字五毛的稿酬，我一天能写六千字左右，也就是说，一个月的稿费能有九万块！如果我再努力些，一天写一万字，那就有十五万！咱们发达了，雪儿！"凌云雪明眸亮了起来，俏脸上满是兴奋的潮红，笑道："太好了，老公！我早知道你会有这样的一天！你是最棒的！"两人相拥着激动了半天，向东的眼神忽地温柔了下来，轻轻抚着凌云雪的背嵴，说道："雪儿，谢谢你！你跟我一起那么久，我还从来没有给你买过什么名贵的东西，但你还是不离不弃地陪在我身边，这份情意，我永远也不会忘记。"凌云雪听着这动情的话儿，眼眶也红了，但却努力一展笑颜，说道："嗨，你怎么也学会了说这么肉麻的话儿。好了，今天我终于可以大肆採购了，告诉你，不准在我耳边啰嗦这个贵那个不好的！"向东把雪儿扶了起来，一边呵呵笑道："好咧。今天我就是一个提款机兼搬运工，全程由你指挥。"两人相携着走进了商城，然而逛了几分钟，雪儿忽地败兴地道："哎，可惜我现在肚子已经大了起来，买什么衣服都不适合，真是扫兴！"向东笑道："那咱们看看首饰去。"雪儿说道："先不忙。我想起来了，这些年妈为我做牛做马的，连新衣服都没买过一件。不行，今天要好好报答她一下，送她几件新衣服。""行。你说了算。"一想到是为最敬爱的母亲买衣服，凌云雪比为自己买还认真，精挑细选了几套衣服后，两人不知不觉走到了内衣区。
"走，给咱妈买几套好点的内衣。"凌云雪说道。
向东满脸窘色，低声道："要不你去吧，我跟着不太合适。"凌云雪不依了："有什么不合适的？你给参谋参谋嘛，我也想挑两套呢。"向东无奈之下，只好低着头红着脸跟着凌云雪走进了内衣区。一个月前因为一条内裤跟未来丈母娘闹出的尴尬还歷歷在目呢，现在又为她买内裤，不知道她会是什么反应？
"老公，你看这套怎样？"向东草草看了两眼，见是一套华歌尔的淡绿色蕾丝内衣，边沿处是镂空绣花的设计，脱口而出道："是你穿还是妈穿？"凌云雪白他一眼道："先给妈挑。我现在带着宝宝，尺寸也大了一些，买那么好的干嘛，说不定以后又穿不上了。"向东正为刚才下意识的言语而尴尬呢，闻言咳了一声，点头道："挺好看的。"一边说着，他脑海里竟然浮现出了贾如月那双豪乳包裹在这个文胸里的艷丽画面。俗话说，人靠衣装，佛靠金装。平日贾如月穿得像个大妈模样尚且那么娇媚动人，若是她再刻意打扮起来，那岂不是变作了一个绝世尤物？
向东只觉一阵口干舌燥，凌云雪却又一口气挑了三套不同颜色的性感内衣，见向东就像一个呆头鹅一般只管点头，便对营业员道："麻烦你把这几套给我包起来，都要38d的。"向东的小心脏不争气地狂跳着，本待赶紧付款开熘，谁料凌云雪又翻看起那一长熘的丝袜来。
"雪儿，妈穿丝袜不太合适吧？"向东忍不住低声道。
"你懂什么？"凌云雪横他一眼，说道，"妈才三十七岁，怎么就不能穿丝袜了？你没看街上那些四五十岁的阿姨都这样穿吗？你意思是我妈太老了吗？"向东忙道："没有没有，绝对没有。妈当然不老。"她当然不老。向东心里叹息道，脑海里又浮现起贾如月那天海棠春睡的一幕。天啊，若她尽情释放那种风情，简直可以引人犯罪。
凌云雪一口气选了五六双丝袜，有黑色的，有紫色的，也有肉色的；有不透明的，有半透明的，也有极薄透的；有素色的，有镂花的，也有条纹的……只把旁边的向东看得心惊肉跳，完全不敢想像，若是贾如月穿着这样的丝袜在屋里走来走去，他会不会擦枪走火。
向东一手提着大大小小的一堆购物袋，一手搀着凌云雪回到家时，已经是下午四点多了。一下午被琳琅满目的性感文胸内裤晃花了眼睛的向东一放下手中的购物袋，就从背后搂紧了凌云雪，把火烫硬挺的下身紧紧地抵着她的臀缝，柔声道："亲爱的，我想要你。"凌云雪被他阳刚十足的身躯贴近，浑身也酥软了，吃吃笑道："想要就来啊。"向东在她耳边低语道："咱们回房去。"凌云雪轻轻一扭娇躯，腻声道："这儿不是挺好的嘛，我不想动了。"向东没好气地在她的翘臀上拧了一把，说道："胡说，阳台这么开阔，被人偷看到了我的好老婆，那多不好。再说了，万一妈回来了……"凌云雪不以为然地笑道："傻子，阳台的玻璃是有颜色的，外面看不进来。妈这个时间正在菜场，没有半小时回不来的。来嘛，我们还没在客厅里做过呢。"向东的心脏猛跳起来。是的，论刺激程度，房里哪里及得上厅里，更何况雪儿已经解除了他的后顾之忧，他也便心里一宽，捏着雪儿的黑色棉裤的裤腰往下一捋，她孕中显得圆润饱满的臀部登时就袒露在空气当中，在不甚紧致的红色孕妇内裤的包裹下，显得极是粉嫩幼滑。向东嚥了一口唾沫，把这欺霜胜雪的臀瓣捏了两下，低声道："好老婆，你扶着沙发好不好？"默契异常的凌云雪回眸轻笑，顺从地弯下了腰身，扶着沙发的靠背，两条线条优美的长腿微微一分，翘高了明月般滚圆的美臀，一副任君采颉的羞人姿态。
Xiang Dong breathed heavily for a few moments, then quickly stripped off his clothes. He knelt down, brought his head close to Xue'er's beautiful buttocks, took a few deep sniffs, and then thrust forward, pressing his nose into the deep crevice of her buttocks, his mouth passionately sucking along the crevice.
"You bad boy, I've walked all day, don't you find me dirty?" Ling Yunxue murmured, her bright eyes glazed over.
Xiang Dong caressed her smooth, snowy thigh with one hand, his words muffled as he said, "Darling, I love the smell of you when you're sweaty." Indeed, Xiang Dong and Ling Yunxue had only been intimate for a few months, their love burning intensely. Ling Yunxue was so incomparably beautiful, youthful and gentle, and deeply devoted to him, unwavering in her affections—how could he not be driven mad by love? Especially because he had cheated on her with Yuan Shuanghua, he felt even more guilty and always wanted to repay her doubly.
For a moment, the two, oblivious to everyone else, ignited their passion in the living room. Their contrasting breaths, one heavy and one light, rose and fell, sounding like a natural aphrodisiac to them. However, to the other woman, it was like a dye vat, her face flushing red and then pale, completely forgetting how to react. This woman was none other than Jia Ruyue, who had been caught in her bedroom by the two!
It turned out that Jia Ruyue had been so engrossed in reading Xiang Dong's novel online that she had forgotten to buy groceries. When she heard a noise outside, knowing that her daughter and her husband had returned, she was about to open the door when she heard Xiang Dong say, "Darling, I want you." Before she could even react, the couple's passionate words had already begun. Then, Xiang Dong had already pulled down Ling Yunxue's pants. At this moment, how could she possibly show herself? So she could only stand there, her face flushed with anger and embarrassment, not knowing what to do.
After a moment, she calmed down a little, but for some inexplicable reason, she couldn't suppress her curiosity and secretly peeked through the crack in the door to see what Xiang Dong meant by "holding onto the sofa." What she saw almost made her scream. She quickly bit her lower lip to swallow the scream back down—good heavens, Xiang Dong was completely naked, kneeling behind Xue'er, his mouth sucking on Xue'er's private parts! He really had no shame! That...that place can be kissed with your mouth?
Jia Ruyue's almond-shaped eyes widened, she held her breath, her jade-like face as red as a cloth, staring at Xiang Dong's actions in disbelief. Yes, Xiang Dong was indeed sucking on Xue'er's private parts. From her angle, she could even vaguely see him curling his tongue and thrusting it into that honey hole, occasionally making sucking sounds. At this moment, Jia Ruyue simply couldn't reconcile the man before her with the man who wrote such rigorous and elegant prose online. Good heavens, how could he be so…licentious!
However, her daughter clearly disagreed, for she was uttering soft, seductive moans, and even Jia Ruyue's limited experience told her that her daughter was thoroughly enjoying herself. In that instant, Jia Ruyue felt her heart pounding wildly, as if it might leap out of her chest at any moment. She couldn't help but reach out and touch her chest, barely managing to keep reading.
"Xue'er, I'm coming," Xiang Dong suddenly looked up, speaking softly as he stood up. Jia Ruyue stared at the scene before her, her mind suddenly exploding, buzzing. She hadn't heard Xue'er's reply at all, because her mind was completely occupied by Xiang Dong's naked, muscular body.
Those shoulders, that back, that waist, that hips… those legs… God, how can someone so refined have such a beautiful figure? Ah, that’s his… is he even human? Compared to him, Zhiming is practically a child just starting to develop…
Jia Ruyue felt like she was about to faint, leaning weakly against the doorframe, her mind a jumbled mess, as if she had completely lost the ability to think normally. She clearly saw Xiang Dong raise his thick, long, purplish-red thing, effortlessly plowing open Xue’er’s glistening peach blossom garden, clearly heard Xue’er open her mouth and let out a deep, soul-stirring moan, and clearly felt a sudden heat between her legs, reaching out to touch it slightly, so wet…
Thinking that his mother-in-law was about to go home, Xiang Dong didn’t dare to linger, quickly bringing Xue’er to her climax, then bursting inside her before picking up the limp Xue’er and taking her back to the room. Jia Ruyue thought this inhuman torture was finally over, but Xiang Dong immediately returned with a towel and carefully wiped the sofa and floor. This was understandable, but the problem was that he was still naked, and his private parts swayed like an untamed snake, making Jia Ruyue breathless and nearly driven mad. A mature thirty-seven-year-old body, deprived of sex for three months—how could she control herself?
Watching Xiang Dong return to his bedroom, Jia Ruyue gently closed the door. Leaning against it, she weakly reached down to her crotch, and sure enough, it was overflowing with moisture, not a dry spot left. She sighed inwardly, took two steps forward, and collapsed onto the bed. A sudden, intense thirst welled up inside her, like a weary traveler in the desert seeing a jar of spring water perched high on a withered tree, yet unable to drink from it—a feeling of utter despair.
As if possessed, Jia Ruyue reached into the bedside table drawer and pulled out a pair of disheveled black lace panties. These were the very panties Xiang Dong had torn up for masturbation. Heaven knows what she was thinking, but she hadn't thrown them away, or even washed them, leaving them lying around in the bedside table. At this moment, her heart was filled with a wanton impulse. She tightly gripped the dried, yellow-stained panties, still carrying the strong scent of semen, and brought them to her delicate nose, inhaling greedily. Her other hand couldn't resist pulling aside her black polyester trousers and slipping inside the damp panties. Her nimble index and ring fingers parted the moist labia, and her middle finger found the swollen clitoris, eagerly kneading it.
This pair of underwear had once been tangled around him. He had fantasized about tearing my underwear open and penetrating me. He had ejaculated on my underwear and kept it… Jia Ruyue’s mind raced with these thoughts, feeling her body growing hotter and hotter, her body glistening with sweat, and her juices flowing more abundantly. Finally, she was completely lost in her reverie, as if she weren’t masturbating, but truly being pinned down by Xiang Dong and being mercilessly ravaged. Her body writhed ecstatically, her legs twisting and turning violently. She didn’t know how long it had been before she finally let out a soft cry, just like her daughter had just moments before, and released her pent-up desire.
After her lust subsided, Jia Ruyue buried her head in the pillow, unwilling to get up for a long time, not because she was too tired, but because she was too ashamed. How embarrassing! Her cheeks burned, even her ears turned red, still feeling ashamed of her earlier wantonness. How could I fantasize about doing that kind of thing with a junior? Luckily, no one knew.
After wallowing in self-pity for a long time, Jia Ruyue lazily got up. When she saw the tattered black lace panties with yellow spots, two blushes appeared on her face. She bit her lower lip, hesitated for a while, and finally picked them up and put them in the bedside table drawer, gently pushing it closed.

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