Wang Dahai paused for a second, then immediately understood Zhang Jie's intentions.

He swallowed, not knowing what to say.

Zhang Jie dared too much, actually running straight to his door.

Wasn't she afraid that there were others at home?

Seeing Wang Dahai dazed, Zhang Jie scanned the living room and said, "I heard from Wanqiu that she and Zhang Hao went back to their hometown today and won't be returning."

Wang Dahai suddenly realized, so she had asked his sister-in-law.

"Uh, right."

"Then that's perfect, you can give your sister a nice massage."

Zhang Jie kicked off her shoes nonchalantly and walked into the living room barefoot, feeling perfectly at home, as if she was the lady of the house.

Wang Dahai hurriedly followed her, finally taking the chance to observe Zhang Jie's outfit for the day.

She wore something simple, a black silk camisole on the top, soft and clinging to her skin, accentuating her fullness, making it look big, round, and perky.

Below, she wore a tight mini skirt that seemed a size too small, her buttocks so large that they nearly stretched the skirt to its limits.

The sunlight outside coated her body with a light golden edge, making her look innocent and attractive, stunningly beautiful.

Wang Dahai's heart fluttered uncontrollably, filled with anticipation.

Zhang Jie leaned back lightly on the sofa, crossing one leg over the other.

The tight mini skirt was already stretched to its limit.

As her legs crossed, Wang Dahai could directly see the beautiful scenery through the gap in her skirt.

Black!

She was wearing black "little intimates"!

Wang Dahai walked over, restraining his impulse to pounce on her, and said nervously, "Mrs. Zhang, what, what do you need tutoring in?"

Seeing Wang Dahai like this, Zhang Jie couldn't help wanting to tease him.

"Didn't your sister arrange with you a few days ago to give me a massage in the store? I got caught up with something last minute and couldn't make it, so here I am."

"Since it's just you at home, no need to worry about being seen, you can give your sister a proper massage."

Wang Dahai protested, "Mrs. Zhang, this isn't right. This is Zhang's house..."

"Your Zhang isn't home," Zhang Jie said. "If you don't tell and I don't tell, who would know?"

"But..."

Seeing Wang Dahai's conflicted look, Zhang Jie suddenly touched her own bosom seductively, her eyes mesmerizing, her voice sultry, "Little brother, don't you want to help your sister?"

"No, it's just..."

"Come on now, you help your sister, and I'll give you a reward afterward."

A reward?

What reward?

Wang Dahai couldn't help but anticipate.

Without waiting for him to speak further, Zhang Jie pointed to the balcony and said, "Pull the curtains, otherwise someone might see."

"Oh."

Wang Dahai said nothing more and drew the curtains.

Zhang Jie slightly closed her beautiful eyes, leaning back on the sofa, her voice lazy, "Little brother, hurry up, your sister has been distressed these past few days, you must make me feel good."

"Mhmm." Wang Dahai's throat moved, his inner desire already ignited.

Zhang Jie, this woman, was all too familiar, and completely ripe!

And yet, this beautiful mature woman had a face of innocent sweetness.

He sat down next to Zhang Jie, looking at her body beneath the black silk camisole, momentarily unsure where to begin.

Seeing Wang Dahai remain motionless for a long time, Zhang Jie thought he was shy, grabbed his hand, and directly placed it on her chest.

With that touch, Wang Dahai was shocked.

The softness he felt was clearly because she wasn't wearing a bra!

She was actually going braless!

Wang Dahai's breathing heated up instantly, and Zhang Jie felt it too, smiling lasciviously as she placed his other hand on her as well.

There was no need for words anymore, as Dahai had already started kneading with both hands.

"Mmm, just like that, ah, you naughty boy, you're making sister feel so good, sister is all wet down there."

"Oh, you naughty boy, you've gotten hard too."

She looked at Dahai's crotch, which was bulging out, her beautiful eyes flashing with panic, but more so with obsession.

"You naughty boy, take off your pants, let sister see your big treasure."

Dahai didn't say a word and stood up with heavy breathing.

As soon as he stood up, Zhang Jie reached out and pulled his pants down.

After sitting down again, Zhang Jie's slender fingers wrapped around his big treasure and began to play with it.

Every now and then, Dahai would let out comfortable moans, and his big treasure grew even harder, which Zhang Jie could distinctly feel.

"You naughty boy, it's too big."

"With such a big treasure, I wonder what it feels like inside."

Zhang Jie's eyes were almost stringing along, holding on tightly, unable to let go.

And at that moment, Dahai wanted even more.

Teased by Zhang Jie, and with both almost bare in truth, he felt that today he might actually conquer Zhang Jie!

So, he suddenly hugged Zhang Jie's waist, pressing their bodies tightly together.

At the same time, he kissed Zhang Jie's mouth.

However, just as he was about to pry Zhang Jie's teeth open with his tongue, Zhang Jie suddenly pushed him away.

"What are you doing?"

Zhang Jie looked at him seriously, even angrily.

Dahai suddenly became somewhat sober, like a child caught doing something wrong, nervously stuttering, "I, I, I don't know."

Zhang Jie quickly tidied up her hair and pursed her lips.

They still held the warmth from Dahai's recent kiss.

Dahai suddenly hugging her and kissing her had taken her by surprise.

This was completely unexpected for her.

It wasn't just that she let Dahai touch her, or let him finger her, or even use his tongue to lick the cherry.

But that was it.

This was because she felt everything was under her control.

But Dahai's behavior just now made her panic, as if Dahai had suddenly broken away from her control.

She touched her lips and said, "Don't kiss me, understand?"

"Mmm." Dahai quickly nodded, thinking to himself that Zhang Jie wasn't as open as she seemed on the surface.

Like his sister-in-law, she also had a considerable resistance to kissing.

Not to rush, take it slow.

"Is the naughty boy mad?"

Seeing Dahai hanging his head in silence, Zhang Jie took his hand and placed it on her breast, softly saying, "Make sister feel good, and there's a reward for you later."

Dahai really wanted to know what her so-called reward was.

So, he began to knead again.

This time he dared not be reckless, just like last time in the massage room.

He bowed his head to take in the erect cherry, gently turning his tongue tip around it, sucking it.

Zhang Jie's reactions grew stronger; although she started off restrained, she soon realized that it was just the two of them at home.

So, Zhang Jie let her voice go free.

The whole living room filled with her embarrassingly loud moans.

"Ah, ah, naughty boy, faster, give it to sister!"

She held Dahai's head, urging him on.

Dahai's right hand stretched down, slid into her tight skirt, and covered the moist and lush territory.

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