Zhou Jing smiled, tapping his head with her fingertip. “You really know how to say the right things.”
Zhao Ran’s heart instantly swelled with excitement, and he nodded vigorously. “I’m only telling the truth.”
Zhou Jing was grinning from ear to ear. “Alright then, I’ll take this one.”
Just before turning to leave, Zhou Jing winked at Zhao Ran again.
As Zhao Ran waited outside, he suddenly heard his aunt’s voice once more. “Xiao Ran, the zipper is stuck. Could you call a store assistant over to help?”
Zhao Ran glanced at the assistant who was busy attending to other customers in the distance, then decided to enter the fitting room himself.
Before going in, he announced himself first. “Aunt, the assistant is busy. Let me come in and help you.”
The person inside seemed to hesitate for a moment, but then consented. “Well… alright.”
As soon as Zhao Ran entered, he was met with the sight of his aunt’s snow-white back.
The zipper was stuck right at her waist, and the enticing curve of her buttocks was faintly visible. Zhao Ran swallowed hard.
Zhou Jing, however, acted as if she hadn’t noticed anything. Without even turning her head at the sound of his entry, she simply asked Zhao Ran to help her pull the zipper down.
Feeling a surge of warmth inside, Zhao Ran agreed to her request. He bent down to work on the zipper, his hot breath spraying onto his aunt’s back.
Zhou Jing shuddered, her breathing becoming noticeably quicker.
Zhao Ran could only rely on observation, inference, and physical contact to gauge, test, and sense his aunt’s feelings. If he had misinterpreted her intentions, he had no idea what the consequences might be.
A woman’s heart is the most difficult to decipher.
But in that moment, a memory suddenly flashed through Zhao Ran’s mind.
It occurred to him that his aunt might have given him hints before, though at the time he hadn’t been sure.
It was two years ago. As Zhao Ran went to his aunt’s house to tutor Wu Dan more frequently, his aunt’s attire became increasingly casual, no longer concealing her sexy and alluring figure.
Back then, his aunt often paid little attention to how she sat. Frequently seated across from Zhao Ran, she would sometimes brazenly open her thighs, or other times curl her knees and part her legs, giving an unobstructed view of her intimate areas, completely unaware of Zhao Ran’s lust-filled eyes burning with desire across from her.
Transparent or crotchless panties frequently entered Zhao Ran’s line of sight. Though only glimpsed briefly, he could always catch sight of that mouth-watering dark intersection.
Sometimes, sheηθ³ wore no panties under her nightgown. On those occasions, Zhao Ran could clearly see her erect nipples and, through the thin silk, the dark shadow of her pubic hair below.
Once, Zhao Ran even saw his aunt completely naked, and thinking back now, it was obvious she had intended for him to see.
That time, right after finishing the tutoring session, Wu Dan said she wanted to rest. Because the weather was so hot, Zhao Ran thought about going downstairs to wash up.
The bathroom door was open, but when Zhao Ran walked in, he found his aunt inside, completely naked. She was clearly about to take a shower.
For a moment, Zhao Ran was very embarrassed. He quickly apologized and tried to slip out of the bathroom.
“It’s alright, dear,” his aunt said, not seeming angry at all. “I forgot to close the door.”
As she spoke, her full breasts were facing Zhao Ran. Perhaps his aunt really had meant to tease him; after all, her room had its own private bathroom, and she had always showered there before.
Then, on the final Friday of tutoring at his aunt’s house, Zhao Ran went downstairs for a drink after his throat became dry from teaching. As he sat on the sofa, his aunt came out.
She was wearing only a completely transparent black nightgown, black fishnet stockings, and black high-heeled slippers. Underneath the nightgown, she wore absolutely nothing.
Zhao Ran stared greedily at the dazzling dark area. His aunt, as if seeing right through him, gave Zhao Ran a charming, coquettish glare, which startled him.
However, she wasn’t angry. Instead, she sat down beside Zhao Ran, simply gazing at him while gently stroking his head with her hand.
A familiar yet unfamiliar scent of her body drifted into Zhao Ran’s nostrils, instantly causing his whole body to tremble with excitement.
His aunt was so close, almost within reach. Zhao Ran desperately wanted to suddenly pin her down beneath him, but at that moment, he was at a loss, unsure of what to do next.
If he were to have relations with his aunt, it could very well destroy the relationship between him, Wu Dan, and his aunt. Zhao Ran did not want that to happen.
“Thank you for tutoring Wu Dan for so long. Here’s your reward,” his aunt said, looking at him, and then she kissed him on the lips.
Her kiss was exceptionally gentle and lingering, far more intimate than a usual peck of courtesy, almost rivaling a lover’s passionate kiss. Her tongue tentatively reached out twice.
Zhao Ran now felt certain that back then, his aunt had genuinely hoped he would engage in relations with her.
But in the end, Zhao Ran had held back.