Chapter 7

My husband suddenly pushed me onto the bed and kissed me on the lips.

The moment our lips touched, I immediately responded.

The intense physiological stimulus made my heart race; my hands involuntarily wrapped around his neck as I passionately reciprocated his advances.

Having been married for so many years, we seldom kissed, especially not a French kiss.

But I had to admit, it greatly aroused both of our desires.

My husband, panting heavily, let his hand slide under my clothes and began to vigorously knead my breasts.

"Mmm..."

A moan escaped through my nostrils as I quickly unclasped my bra.

My husband chuckled and started kissing my neck, his gentle movements feeling somewhat foreign to me.

In the past, my husband and I rarely engaged in foreplay, but today, he was different.

I took the initiative to undo the buttons, making it easier for him.

His hands slowly massaged my breasts, occasionally tweaking my nipples.

I was already swollen, but his actions made my juices stream out.

Seeing the fluids gush out, my husband got even more excited. His other hand trailed down my waist, sliding into my pants, rubbing continuously between my legs.

After fondling for a bit, my husband, unable to contain himself, took off his pants with a mischievous smile, saying, "Wife, you're so wet down there."

Having said that, he spread my legs and entered me.

"Ah..."

The intense sensation spread throughout my body instantaneously, and I couldn't help but furrow my brow.

After our bout of lovemaking, we rested in each other's arms for a while before my husband got up.

"By the way, I need to organize things at the construction site, just come find me there later."

"Okay, take care," I nodded, watching him leave.

Although my husband wasn't a romantic man, lacking foreplay and skill, just straightforward and rough movements,

he always satisfied me, leaving me weak and content.

Just as I was resting in bed, there came a knock at the door.

I was startled in the moment, we didn't have friends here; who could it be knocking at this late hour?

Could it be my husband had forgotten something?

So I called out to the door: "Who is it?"

Then, a familiar voice responded.

"It's me, Boss Li, I've come to see you, Qin Qin."

Upon hearing it was Boss Li, I immediately tensed up.

I thought he was joking when he said he'd visit my home, but now he was really here.

However, I quickly regained composure, getting dressed while speaking, "Wait a moment, I'll open the door for you."

Hurriedly dressing, I went to open the door for Boss Li.

As I opened the door, I said, somewhat embarrassed, "Boss Li, please... come in."

Boss Li had a meaningful smile on his face as he walked in, commenting, "Ah Wei's off to the construction site, right?"

"Yes," I nodded.

He chuckled, looking around, and finally pointed to the tableware I hadn't had the chance to clear away: "Just finished eating?"

I replied awkwardly, "Yes, I haven't had the chance to tidy up yet."

At that moment, I noticed Boss Li's gaze turning toward my bedroom.

My heart tightened, a bad premonition washing over me.

Sure enough, the look of greed returned to his eyes.

He stared at my breasts as if he could see right through me.

Feeling his gaze, I became uneasy; my heartbeat quickened, and my cheeks flushed.

Boss Li approached me, saying, "Qin Qin, I raised Ah Wei's salary, did you know?"

My face blushing, I murmured an acknowledgement, beginning to grasp his implication.

By then, he was right in front of me, barely a fist's distance away. I could even feel the warm breath from his nostrils.

The atmosphere suddenly turned awkward, leaving me flustered.

Then, Boss Li unexpectedly asked, "Qin Qin, are you still wet?"

I was nervous beyond belief, reflexively nodding, "Yes..."

No sooner had the words left my mouth than I regretted them, but it was too late.

Boss Li suddenly embraced me, looming over, as I bashfully lowered my head, not daring to meet his eyes.

He leaned into my ear and whispered, "Could I have a taste, please? I'm begging you, Qin Qin."

The warmth of his breath on the root of my ear was ticklish, immediately causing my face to turn red.

My heart felt like it was leaping out of my throat, my mouth went dry, and I was utterly speechless.

Not waiting for a reply, Boss Li reached out his hand, slowly sliding it under my nightgown, grabbing a breast and kneading it.

At first, he merely caressed the edge, but gradually, his hand moved closer to my nipple, his fingers tracing circles around the areola.

"Pfff..."

With a firm squeeze of Boss Li's finger on my nipple, juices sprayed out.

This highly sensitive part of my body responded to his stimulation, and my breathing grew ragged.

Boss Li seemed equally aroused, breathing heavily and swallowing hard.

Next, he pushed me down onto the table; his hands gripped my breasts, playing with them with abandon.

Unable to hold back any longer, he picked me up, placed me on the table, and lifted my nightgown.

All at once, my ivory thighs and voluptuous breasts were fully exposed before him.

Seeing my breasts, Boss Li licked his lips excitedly, swallowing audibly.

"Qin Qin, I... I want to eat your milk!"