After getting off work and returning home, I couldn’t stop thinking about the beautiful and charming Liang Lu.
Every woman brought me a unique and wonderful experience—Yang Yaxue’s innocence, Liu Qingxue’s coquettishness, and Liang Lu’s conservatism…
It was probably because Liang Lu was breastfeeding; I found a different kind of pleasure with her, both conservative and seductive, especially those two full peaches on her chest—the sweet juice was irresistible everywhere.
During dinner, Aunt Wu told me that my ointment was now in short supply, and there were even inquiries about something that could remove dark spots.
As long as it worked, people were willing to pay any amount of money.
Money, everyone loves it, and I was no exception.
In Chinese medicine, we did have methods to remove dark spots; it just required mixing a few herbs in a certain ratio and applying them regularly as a facial paste for effects to show.
But this time, I didn’t plan to make it into an ointment, but rather have Aunt Wu contact a facial mask manufacturer. I planned to turn this into a mask.
We certainly wouldn’t make too many at the start, but if it really worked, then we would produce it in large quantities.
Anyway, Aunt Wu had her own beauty salon, so there was no worry about sales channels.
So I had her invest all the money recently made from selling ointments into this.
“Little Tian, if you have this talent, just focus on it. Once you’ve made money later, you should get married as well.”
After discussing serious matters, Aunt Wu reverted to her charming demeanor, lying in my arms, her tenderness like water.
“I haven’t thought about getting married just yet. Let’s make money first.”
I gently stroked Aunt Wu’s body. Among these women, it was only with her that I could completely relax.
Perhaps that was the real reason I liked her.
But whenever I thought about my relationship with Wang Xiru, I felt a bit guilty.
Aunt Wu was so good to me, yet I had played with her daughter.
Was I being too excessive?
“Little Tian, had any women been hitting on you at the gym recently?”
“No! Absolutely not!”
I quickly denied, feeling a wave of guilt.
“If they seduce you, you just take what comes. Since it’s free, why not have it, right?”
Aunt Wu laughed, and then a gentle hand quietly slipped into my pants, lightly playing with my firmness.
Perhaps because we hadn’t done it for a few days, Aunt Wu seemed very eager and even a bit impatient.
Since I hadn’t been satisfied today at Liang Lu’s, her teasing quickly ignited a fire in me, and below I became erect almost unconsciously.
“Little Tian… Auntie wants…”
Her hand clenched tightly, feeling my firmness and thickness, breathing becoming more rapid, voice trembling.
No more words were needed; my hand directly entered her nightgown, skillfully grasping those peaches and began to knead them roughly.
For a woman her age, with such a voracious appetite, all other flirtations seemed pale in comparison.
The most direct methods were often the most effective.
As expected, Aunt Wu began to moan sensuously after just a few squeezes from my hand.
And when my hand slid down between her legs, I found that place had already become a watery expanse.
That’s probably the advantage of mature women—no need for excessive foreplay to arouse their desire.
While thinking this, my fingers followed the edge of her crevice, using the moistness to slowly probe deep into Peach Garden.
Already lost in passion, Aunt Wu couldn’t withstand such stimulation and hurriedly pulled off my pants to release my fierce member.
“Little Tian, today, let Auntie take care of you…”
With a moan, Aunt Wu spread her legs, ready to sit down.
“Mom, aren’t you asleep yet?”
However, at that moment, Wang Xiru’s voice suddenly came from outside the door.
Instantly, both of us stopped all movement, our hearts hanging in our throats, not daring to make a sound.
If Wang Xiru discovered what her mother and I were doing, wouldn’t she be completely devastated?
I was afraid, and Aunt Wu was even more so.
How could she face Wang Xiru if her daughter caught her doing such shameful things with a man so much younger than herself? She would lose all face.
Without a moment’s hesitation, she quickly left my body, straightening her clothes.
At the same time, I hurriedly pulled up my boxers, pretending nothing had happened, sitting there upright and proper.
Aunt Wu took a deep breath and went to open the door.
“Little Tian? What are you doing in my mom’s room? I thought I heard…”
“What are you two actually doing?”
The first thing Wang Xiru saw as she came in was me, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, looking as if she had something to say but was holding back.
Obviously, she must have heard something from outside the door…