Zhu Yan's beautiful eyes were slightly closed, one hand tightly clutching the sheet beneath her. She found herself even more nervous and afraid than she had been during her first time all those years ago.
However, after waiting for a while, the aching fullness she had imagined never arrived. Instead, after several attempts, Sun Zhe's long spear failed to break through.
"Stepmom, you're… really too tight."
He could hardly imagine that a mature woman like Zhu Yan could be so tight that entry was difficult.
"Don't rush. Take it slow."
Zhu Yan was quite patient. She reached out a jade-like hand to grasp his fiery-hot shaft, guiding it up and down to generously coat the tip with the nectar she produced. Then, she precisely positioned the head against the tiny spring.
"Try again. Slowly."
Sun Zhe gritted his teeth and held his breath. Under Zhu Yan's guidance, he slowly thrust his hips forward. With her experienced help, the imposingly thick, rounded head finally began to slowly squeeze inside, no longer slipping away as it had before.
Zhu Yan's fragrant lips parted slightly, exhaling a subtle scent, ready to welcome the long-awaited fullness.
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door.
"Bro, are you asleep?"
Ye Qiao's sweet voice came from outside.
In an instant, both Sun Zhe and Zhu Yan froze. The heat consuming their bodies instantly cooled by more than half. Luckily, Zhu Yan had locked the door when she came in. If Ye Qiao had barged in and seen this, it would have been a disaster!
Sun Zhe was suddenly overcome with anxiety, completely at a loss. With Ye Qiao coming to his room at this hour, he had no idea how he would explain the situation to Zhu Yan. If Zhu Yan found out about my relationship with Ye Qiao… I won't be able to stay in this family anymore.
But compared to Sun Zhe, Zhu Yan was much calmer. She pushed him away, quickly rolled off the bed, straightened her nightdress, and after a quick glance around, went to hide in the wardrobe.
"Ah Zhe, whatever you do, don't let Qiaoqiao know about us."
Sun Zhe nodded, scrambled out of bed, and turned on the light. He quickly straightened the messy sheets, using the blanket to cover the conspicuous wet patch, then put on a sleepy expression and went to open the door.
As soon as the door opened, Ye Qiao, dressed in a sexy nightdress, threw herself into Sun Zhe's arms.
Sun Zhe was startled. Stepmom is right here in the wardrobe!
"Bro, do you like my stockings?"
Ye Qiao suddenly let go of Sun Zhe, took two steps back, and twirled on the spot, showing him a look that was both sweet and sultry.
Looking at her exquisitely alluring figure, Sun Zhe secretly swallowed hard. The "pure-but-seductive" goddess before me and the mature beauty hiding in the wardrobe are both stunning creatures capable of driving a man mad!
But Sun Zhe kept his wits about him and said with a troubled expression, "Um… Qiaoqiao, how about we skip it tonight?"
Hearing this, Ye Qiao pouted. "Why not? Don't worry, Bro, my mom's not home. She went out. Otherwise, do you think I'd dare to come to you dressed like this?"
She assumed Sun Zhe was worried about being discovered by Zhu Yan. In reality, Sun Zhe was more worried about how he was going to explain this to Zhu Yan later.
Sun Zhe scratched his head and asked, "What if she suddenly comes back?"
"She won't," Ye Qiao replied with certainty. "There must have been an emergency at the hospital. She was called in to help, so she probably won't be back until tomorrow."
Seeing Ye Qiao's determination to get down to business, Sun Zhe's heart sank. Stepmom is right in the closet! What am I going to do?
Suddenly, a bold idea popped into his head. What if mother and daughter… together?
But he ruthlessly crushed the thought as soon as it appeared. That's impossible! Just thinking about it is insane!
Thus, Sun Zhe could only find an excuse to refuse. "Qiaoqiao, I'm honestly exhausted. Aren't you afraid of wearing me out?"
"You know the saying… 'Only worn-out oxen, never an over-plowed field.'" As she spoke, she reached out and patted Ye Qiao's head. "Be a good girl. Go back to sleep now. We can talk after I've rested for a couple of days."
Ye Qiao thought for a moment, then nodded reluctantly. "You have a point. Doing it so often probably is bad for your health. But I want to sleep with you."
"That's not going to happen," Sun Zhe said quickly.
"Why not? We won't do anything. I just want to hold you while I sleep."
Sun Zhe gave a wry smile. "You're dressed like that and want to sleep with me. Do you really think I'd be able to get any rest?"
"You're right."
"Alright, Qiaoqiao, you go on to bed. I'm going to sleep too."
"Okay then. Goodnight."
Ye Qiao stood on her tiptoes, gave Sun Zhe a playful kiss on the cheek, and left with her hands behind her back.
「A short while later.」
After Ye Qiao had gone, Sun Zhe quickly closed the door and locked it again.
…
In the suffocatingly quiet room, Zhu Yan emerged from the wardrobe and looked at Sun Zhe with a complicated expression. Sun Zhe hung his head, not daring to meet her gaze. It's over, he thought. She knows about me and Ye Qiao now. There's no hiding it. How am I supposed to explain this? But to his surprise, Zhu Yan said nothing and asked no questions, acting as if none of it had ever happened. Her silence, however, only made Sun Zhe more anxious and uneasy.
In the midst of the quiet, Sun Zhe took a deep breath and began, "Um, Stepmom, actually, about Qiaoqiao and me…"
Zhu Yan abruptly cut him off with a slight smile. "If I go back to my room now, Qiaoqiao will definitely still be awake. That would be hard to explain."
Hearing this, Sun Zhe glanced at her quietly, not quite understanding her meaning.
Zhu Yan's gaze fell on the large tent still pitched in Sun Zhe's pants, and she sighed softly. After the little interruption, she had regained her composure.
Sun Zhe summoned his courage to ask, "Stepmom, isn't there anything you want to ask me?"
Zhu Yan gently shook her head. "Actually, I already found out last night."
At this, Sun Zhe's eyes widened in shock.
Zhu Yan looked at him with a hint of embarrassment before changing the subject. "Anyway, we definitely can't continue tonight. I have an early shift tomorrow."
Sun Zhe nodded, recalling their earlier intimacy with a heart full of disappointment. He had truly hoped to continue where they had left off with Zhu Yan.
Zhu Yan said, "Let's wait for next time. When Qiaoqiao isn't home and I have a day off… we'll do it then."
Hearing this, Sun Zhe's eyes lit up, and he stared at her excitedly.
Zhu Yan's face turned crimson as she asked, "Do you think I'm a bad woman?"
"No, no!" Sun Zhe hurriedly shook his head and waved his hands. "I've never thought that! You're wonderful! You're the… most gentle and beautiful woman I've ever seen!"
Hearing this, Zhu Yan smiled. Her eyes drifted to the still-prominent bulge in his pants, and she suddenly walked over and knelt before him. "Actually," she said, "this is the kind of woman I am, deep down."
"There are some things I really can't control. Whenever it gets late and quiet, the torment nearly drives me mad."
Sun Zhe had yet to process her words when he felt a cool draft below his waist. Zhu Yan had suddenly pulled down his pajama pants!
Then, Zhu Yan extended her jade-like hand, the wedding ring on her finger glinting as she gently wrapped it around his fiery-hot shaft. She looked up at him, her eyes shy yet full of intent, and said, "It's bad for your health to hold it in like this."
"Don't move, Ah Zhe. Stepmom will help you with her mouth."
"..."