Because Wang Dahai had always massaged with proper conduct, Zhang Jie trusted him deeply.

Therefore, she made such a bold decision.

Of course, mainly because his massages were too comfortable and she did not want them to end just like that.

Watching her lift her skirt, Wang Dahai felt dry-mouthed and his heart was thumping ceaselessly.

"Okay."

Wang Dahai squatted down again, his eyes fixing on the skirt lifted to the knees, and he felt extremely exhilarated.

He truly hadn't expected that Zhang Jie would let him slide his hand in.

He could feel that Zhang Jie was also very nervous, her body tensed completely.

"Mrs. Zhang, try to relax a bit."

"Mm." Zhang Jie pursed her lips, her eyes closed, her heartbeat equally fast.

Wang Dahai's trembling hands slowly reached into the skirt.

At the same time, without blinking, using his hands to push up the skirt higher, he also saw Zhang Jie's snow-white thighs, including her little intimates.

They were black little intimates, very sexy in style.

As his hands reached just above the little intimates, he resisted the urge to caress them, instead grabbing her slim waist.

Suddenly, the outline of Wang Dahai's hands appeared on the surface of the skirt.

The fabric of the long skirt was very elastic and taut.

Only a woman with an excellent figure could wear it well.

"Hmm oh~"

The moment her slim waist was held, Zhang Jie immediately emitted a shy nasal sound, her breathing quickened, sending tingles through Wang Dahai's senses.

He steadied his emotions and massaged according to the rules.

But as he massaged properly, Zhang Jie's body writhed like a snake, non-stop.

One moment she pushed her waist forward, the next she pulled back, her abdominal muscles tensely strained.

She also continually made moans that sounded almost drug-induced.

This was still her being restrained; if her daughter hadn't been in the room, she probably would have been howling loudly.

Her intense reactions were pure torture for Wang Dahai.

Countless times he wanted to press her down on the sofa, lift her beautiful legs, and go straight to the point.

But he resisted in the end.

After massaging for more than ten minutes, Wang Dahai finally let go of her waist, saying, "Mrs. Zhang, the massage is done."

Having said that, he removed his hands from her waist, preparing to retrace his path.

As his hand passed over the area of Zhang Jie's little intimates, he hesitated for a moment, then pretended to accidentally touch her privates.

With that touch, he was immediately shocked to find that Zhang Jie's little intimates were already wet beyond recognition.

"Ah!" Zhang Jie exclaimed softly, and Wang Dahai immediately withdrew his hand from the skirt, saying, "I'm sorry, Mrs. Zhang. I accidentally touched it."

"It's okay."

Zhang Jie adjusted her skirt, but the flush on her face did not fade for a while.

"You, your skills are really good, very comfortable,"

Zhang Jie said calmly, "Where do you work? When I have time, I'll come to find you so you can give me another massage."

"Right at the entrance of the community," Wang Dahai told her the location of the yoga studio.

But he knew that Zhang Jie was just saying it casually, and it was unlikely she would really come.

"Well, it's getting late, I won't keep you."

Zhang Jie got up, seeing him still squatting, she asked, "What's wrong?"

"I've been squatting for a bit too long, my legs are a bit numb."

"Oh..." Just as Zhang Jie was about to speak, she noticed that his pants were bulging out, and she instantly understood.

It wasn't that his legs were numb from squatting too long; he was simply reacting.

Thinking of her own reactions during the massage, the redness that had faded from Zhang Jie's face reappeared.

"I need to go to the bathroom, you can go back by yourself in a bit," Zhang Jie hurried towards the bathroom.

Wang Dahai noticed that the part of her skirt near her buttocks was completely wet.

Immediately, he glanced towards the couch, where there was also a damp spot.

He got up from the floor, didn't linger any longer, and quickly left Zhang Jie's house.

Once home, Wang Dahai took a bath.

It wasn't until after eight in the evening that his sister-in-law and Zhang Hao came back.

"Dahai, your sister-in-law bought you some clothes and shorts. Try them on to see if they fit,"

Zhang Hao handed him a set of clothing, smiling as he spoke.

Wang Dahai looked at his sister-in-law with some surprise. She had just bought him some yesterday, and now she had bought more.

"Thank you, sister-in-law."

"Uh-huh." Lin Wanqiu avoided his gaze, looking at her husband beside her, feeling guilty.

"I'm going to take a shower. Dahai, try on the clothes to see if they fit. If not, we can still exchange them."

Zhang went off to take a shower.

Wang Dahai looked at Lin Wanqiu and said, "Sister-in-law, you are really good to me."

Immediately afterward, he glanced at the bathroom, then at the lower part of Lin Wanqiu, and asked, "Sister-in-law, may I kiss you down there?"

"No!" Lin Wanqiu's face instantly flushed red. She hadn't expected Wang Dahai to make such a sudden request.

Zhang Hao was still in the house!

Yet, Wang Dahai suddenly drew close to her, his body nearly touching hers, and whispered, "Sister-in-law, let me kiss it just once. I promise it will be just a kiss."

His words were like the devil's temptation, arousing a deep desire within Lin Wanqiu. She found herself unwittingly humming in agreement.

Delighted, Wang Dahai embraced Lin Wanqiu's waist, led her beside the bathroom, and pressed her against the wall.

Then, he knelt down and buried his head under her skirt, reaching out to pull down her little intimates.

Immediately, he grasped Lin Wanqiu's waist, positioning her so her garden faced him.

"Mmm~"

Feeling Wang Dahai's tongue lash, Lin Wanqiu's body shuddered as if electrified, her hands pressed down on his head beneath her skirt, her cheeks flushed pink.

The bathroom was right beside her, with Zhang Hao taking a shower inside.

Meanwhile, Wang Dahai was just outside the door, playing with her below.

She felt like she couldn't take it anymore.

She wanted to ask Wang Dahai to stop, but dared not speak, fearful that she would cry out if she opened her mouth.

A few minutes later, Wang Dahai stood up, looking at Lin Wanqiu who was breathing heavily and trembling uncontrollably, and kissed her deeply.

His right hand wandered into his sister-in-law's garden, his fingers stroking the tender fullness, digging into the moist valley.

Amid their passionate kiss, Lin Wanqiu's body shook and twitched non-stop, the intense stimulation bringing her immense pleasure.

It wasn't until the sound of water from the bathroom ceased, that Wang Dahai stopped, whispering, "Zhang is coming out."

Only then did Lin Wanqiu snap out of it, hastily rushing into her room.

The next day, when Wang Dahai arrived at the elevator, he found Mrs. Zhang also waiting for it.

"Mrs. Zhang, good morning."

"Morning."

They had just greeted each other when the elevator doors opened.

This time was the morning rush hour. The elevator was crowded with people going to work.

As soon as they entered the elevator, they were squeezed together.

Mrs. Zhang was back to him, her body pressing tightly against his.

In this position, Wang Dahai's partner just happened to press against her buttocks.

And very quickly, Wang Dahai reacted, his treasure hard as steel.

Mrs. Zhang seemed to be aware of it, her cheeks slightly flushed as she subconsciously wiggled her buttocks.

This wiggle only managed to position Wang Dahai's treasure in a more suitable spot.

It caused her heart to race suddenly, and she quickly felt wet below.

Wang Dahai did not move recklessly. He was worried Mrs. Zhang would think he was doing it on purpose.

But soon, Wang Dahai was shocked to find that Mrs. Zhang started moving on her own initiative!

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