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A RollsRoyce was driving along the elevated highway of Jingzhou City.
Jiang Weixin sat comfortably in the back seat. The car's interior was incredibly spacious and the luxurious making it feel like a mobile palace.
Yes, this was his private palace. He thought of how many won had already been in this very back seat, passionately making love with him, their alluring love fluids staining the luxurious, genuine leather cushions.
Taking a sip of red wine, Jiang Weixin watched the scenery outside the window blur past. He couldn't help but take another deep breath of the air inside the car. It was still filled with the fragrance of the beautiful woman who had just left, a scent that mixed the unique body aroma of a mature woman with expensive perfu. He seed afraid that this fragrance would dissipate.
He ran his hand over the leather cushion on the adjacent seat. It was still slightly warm. He caressed this warmth obsessively, imagining the beautiful woman's full, fleshy buttocks seated right there for half an hour. Her full hips, encased in a tight skirt, had been in intimate contact with the cushion for thirty minutes, constantly rubbing and pressing against it.
Jiang Weixin put down his wine glass, leaned down to the spot where the beauty had been sitting, and sniffed with all his might. Yes, the intoxicatingly alluring scent of the woman still lingered here, mixed with a hint of a sultry, musky aroma from her hips or crotch.
In fact, Jiang Weixin had been infatuated with my mother for many years. But back then, he was just a low-level subordinate to my father, Zhou Wen, and his career prospects depended entirely on the man's whim. Towards this famously alluring and sexy "older sister," he had only ever dared to admire her from afar, not daring to have any improper thoughts.
He often thought of Mom's glamorous face, her soft waist, her snow white skin, her ample breasts, and her full, round, high-perched buttocks. The mont he imagined his perfect goddess being stripped naked by my father at night, pinned beneath him on the bed, toyed with, teased, caressed, and thrust into, finally filled with my father's sen in her pure vagina, a bone-devouring pain would grip his heart, his nails digging deep into his flesh.
When he learned of my Dad and Mom's divorce, he discovered, to his surprise, that he felt no joy. Perhaps it was the magnanimity that cos with a man's success that made him feel a deep sense of regret and pity for Mom. He desperately wanted to welco her back, confess his love for her, and build a new family with her.
But Mom left for Arica without a word, dealing him another blow.
He never married. Although he had been with countless won, none had ever truly touched his heart.
That is, until half a month ago, when he learned that the woman he loved the most had returned to the country!
He imdiately began a relentless pursuit of Mom, orchestrating "chance" encounters. Refuned by the years, the beautiful woman had beco even more glamorous, mature, and sexy, a hundred tis more alluring than she was years ago.
With his full support in business and his connections, he, now a successful man, rapidly increased the brand value of Mom's company, comprehensively driving the expansion and developnt of her business.
He knew, of course, that all of this had a purpose. He had invited Mom out on nurous occasions, both formal and informal, but she always seed to keep him at a distance, only agreeing to et him in public settings with other people present. In his eyes, the beauty was still as chaste, elegant, and poised as ever. Even facing him, a business tycoon, she remained neither fawning nor arrogant, handling herself with composure. This only fueled his desire to pursue her further.
Today, he had finally succeeded, using a business negotiation as a pretext to invite Mom to a eting. The business was concluded quickly, and he then invited her to a nearby coffee shop to chat, using the excuse that they could discuss the proposal in greater detail. To his astonishnt, Mom agreed to his request for the first ti.
This was, in a way, their first solo date. Jiang Weixin knew this was the first step to success.
In the coffee shop's private room, he watched the mature beauty's sexy and charming attire. Though he maintained a respectable facade, his lower body was rock hard. As he watched her glamorous face, her willow leaf eyebrows lined with eyeliner, and her thick, sexy red lips painted with pink lipstick moving as she spoke, he had to exert all his self-control to suppress the urge to sleep with her right then and there.
After discussing work, they talked about life. He took out a book Mom had given him over a decade ago and recounted every detail of what she was wearing, the location, the ti, and even the weather when she gave it to him. He had treasured this gift all these years. Seeing his thoughtfulness, Mom was filled with a smile, her beautiful eyes fixed intently on him.
He then learned that Mom was still single, living in a villa by the river with her son. From their conversation, he also gathered information about her current lifestyle, her company's situation, and even "my" situation. It was safe to say he had gained a great deal today. His elegant conversation and witty humor were powerful tools for attracting a beautiful, noble lady. The beauty's gaze, which had been distant at first, had beco warm. He knew he had achieved his goal for the day.
He offered to drive her ho, which would give him another chance to be alone with her in the car. The enclosed environnt of the car and the undivided seats brought them closer. Mom was wearing an ultra short, tight hip-hugging skirt today. As she sat on the plush sofa, her lower body naturally sank into the seat slightly, causing the tight skirt to ride up a little.
Mom sat with her legs elegantly crossed. Her full thighs, sheathed in black silk, were almost completely exposed to Jiang Weixin's view, and a wave of her fleshy scent hit him.
Every ti Mom changed her elegant, leg-crossing posture, he would imdiately fix his gaze on the rearview mirror, staring intently at her alluring, private crotch without missing a second. Mom had also let her guard down around him. And so, for the entire journey, Jiang Weixin stared at Mom's plump, silk-stockinged legs and the tantalizing view up her skirt. Today, beneath her tight skirt, she wore a pair of purple lace panties. At the root of her full thighs, wrapped in flesh colored stockings, the panties blended seamlessly with the tight material of the stockings. The stockings also clung tightly to the panties. It was clear that the crotch of her panties seed full and swollen, the contents within plump and tempting, making one wish they could imdiately tear open the beautiful woman's stockings and panties and thrust a big cock deep into that full private place to see if it was still tender and juicy.
Although his cock was rock hard the entire way, he knew the ti was not yet right. Seducing a mature beauty like this required patience. Along the way, he nonchalantly stole glances at the scenery under her skirt while chatting with her about everything from business to skincare, then to TV shows, movies, dramas, operas, and trendy fashion. Whatever she was interested in, he talked about. He felt their relationship had grown even closer.
His thoughts returned to the present. Jiang Weixin straightened up, picked up his wine glass, and took a large gulp, savoring the bitter yet sweet taste in his mouth. He already had several plans in mind. He was no longer Zhou Wen's lackey. Having been with countless beauties, he had navigated the world of won for years and knew how to handle a single, mature woman. He had it all planned out. It wouldn't be long, he vowed, before he would make this glamorous and sexy "Number One Beauty of Jingzhou," his slave.
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My mom's company affairs were gradually getting on track, and her work was quite busy. She often had no ti to pick up or drop off, so I started commuting to and from school by myself.
She often had to work overti, so she hired a maid to take care of . The maid would handle the housework and cook our als every day, leaving after washing the dinner dishes. Sotis, if my mom got off work early, she would eat with us, but more often than not, she ate at the office, usually not getting ho until 9 or 10 PM.
My mom's company seed to be slowly gaining a reputation. I occasionally saw ads for her brand's clothing pushed on local networks. They all seed to be co-promotions between "Xin Zhi Mi" clothing and Jiang Weixin's "Weixin Group." Every ti I saw the words "Weixin Group," I found them glaringly offensive, making my heart feel a ss of irritation and gloom.
One evening, I was bored at ho, playing a ga on the computer, when "Ring, ring, ring!" a sharp ring of the phone startled badly.
I picked up the phone and saw the caller ID: "Yao Wei."
What did she want, calling this late? It was almost 10 PM. We hadn't been in contact since we last t at Yao Liang's apartnt.
"Hey! Zhou Bin, are you free now?" A crisp female voice shouted in my ear, nearly deafening . The background noise on her end was the blaring sound of upbeat music.
I wondered what she was up to and said, "I am free, but it's so late. I was about to go to sleep..."
"Sleep? What sleep! Get over here and hang out with for a while. Hurry up!" Yao Wei coquettishly shouted into the phone.
I could hear a slight slur in her voice. Had she been drinking? I quickly said, "N-no way... it's the middle of the night..."
I rembered she had indeed asked out last ti, but since she hadn't contacted since, I thought she was just joking.
"It's been so long! You don't even contact your Sister Wei, and now you won't co out when Sister Wei calls you to play! Are all you n bastards!" Yao Wei shouted again, her tone tinged with anger.
I didn't know if it was because she was drunk, what she ant by "all n are bastards," or so other reason. In any case, she had reverted to the domineering attitude of her childhood, making it impossible to defy her. I quickly said, "Okay, okay, okay. Sister Wei, where are you now? I'll co find you."
Hearing that, Yao Wei finally giggled a few tis and said, "I'm at YAZO right now. They're all here in pairs, leaving your Sister Wei here alone dumped by a man. You'd better hurry!"
YAZO was a bar in the city. Yao Liang had taken there a few tis before. It seed Sister Wei was having a blast there. A sudden thought occurred to : did she really have a crush on ? Wouldn't this be the perfect opportunity for to gain so experience with won?
The thought of Yao Wei's tall, fit, youthful, and beautiful figure was indeed alluring. I splashed so water on my face to wake up, pulled out the trendiest clothes from my closet, put on my best stylish pants and sneakers, carefully grood myself, and then took a taxi to YAZO.
I arrived at the bar's entrance quickly. It was a very famous entertainnt spot in the city, not cheap, and mostly frequented by the rich kids. Yao Liang had brought here several tis before, and he was a regular here.
Once inside, the place was packed. A fashionable and scantily clad female DJ was on stage, shaking her sexy body. The deafening, upbeat music made feel energized.
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