Urban Seduction: Housewives Club

Chapter 616: Mingmingʼs Peek (2)

”Werenʼt you the one who said we should solidify things?” Ye Fei asked with a smile, obediently holding back his release. Instead, he thrust his cock deep into his auntʼs swollen pussy, grinding against her tender core. Soon, a cool liquid trickled onto his glans.

Liu Fengyi, having just released her last wave of climax, spoke weakly, ”Youʼve already filled me up. Whatʼs one more time?”

”Alright,” Ye Fei agreed, slowly pulling his cock out of his auntʼs pussy, now swollen and even more plump from their intense session. As he withdrew, Liu Fengyiʼs pussy contracted like a little mouth, each squeeze releasing a stream of white fluid. She hadnʼt been exaggerating—Ye Fei had indeed filled her to the brim.

Zhou Mingming watched in awe as Liu Fengyiʼs pussy, though contracting, couldnʼt fully close, leaving a gap the width of a finger. How pleasurable must it have been for Fengyi to lose even the strength to tighten?

Her thoughts were interrupted as Ye Fei jumped onto the desk, crouching over Liu Fengyi with his legs spread. His cock, both intimidating and oddly endearing in Zhou Mingmingʼs eyes, hovered above Liu Fengyiʼs face.

Liu Fengyi gazed at her beloved nephew with a sultry look, reaching out to grip his slick cock. She stroked it quickly, her mouth wide open, her tender tongue extended beneath the glans as if ready to catch something.

Ye Fei didnʼt hold back. As his auntʼs hand worked him, he let go completely, letting out a low growl as he began to ejaculate.

Zhou Mingmingʼs eyes widened as she watched stream after stream of white fluid shoot from Ye Feiʼs cock, landing perfectly in Liu Fengyiʼs waiting mouth. The mayor, usually so composed and dignified, now wore a satisfied smile as she swallowed her nephewʼs cum. The sight was so shocking that Zhou Mingming couldnʼt help but swallow hard herself, as if envious of Liu Fengyiʼs indulgence.

When Ye Fei finally finished, Liu Fengyi swallowed the mouthful of cum with evident satisfaction, then leaned forward to gently suck on his still-dripping glans.

Ye Fei enjoyed the softness of his auntʼs mouth, looking down at her with a tender yet teasing smile. Zhou Mingming, still watching, felt a sudden pang of unease. Though Ye Fei hadnʼt glanced her way, she couldnʼt shake the feeling that his smile was meant for her.

Startled, Zhou Mingming quickly closed the door, patting her chest to calm herself. Only then did she realize sheʼd been crouching in that position for nearly an hour—something even her martial arts training couldnʼt prepare her for? To her embarrassment, she also noticed her arousal, her underwear now soaked.

Though alone in the room, the physical evidence of her excitement made her blush. She quickly changed her clothes, hiding the wet panties in her bag, grateful she hadnʼt yet returned her spare clothes home.

Soon after, Liu Fengyi walked in, her steps unsteady, her usually composed face now flushed with a radiant glow that even Zhou Mingming found breathtaking.

”Mingming,” Liu Fengyi said with a soft smile, ”go tidy up outside. Iʼll talk to you in a moment.”

”Of course,” Zhou Mingming replied promptly, helping the weakened Liu Fengyi lie down on the small bed before stepping out of the lounge. She was relieved to find Ye Fei already gone, unsure how sheʼd face him.

At the desk, Zhou Mingming tidied up the mess left behind, noticing a large wet spot on the surface. Upon closer inspection, she found similar stains on the floor and the nearby couch.

As a mature 25-year-old, Zhou Mingming, though inexperienced, recognized the signs of arousal. Sheʼd felt it herself during moments of self-pleasure, but the sheer volume here was staggering. It could only mean one thing: Liu Fengyi had been overwhelmed with pleasure. The thought made Zhou Mingmingʼs cheeks burn as she cleaned up.

How intense must it have been? Sheʼd felt like she was flying with just a little release, but Fengyi had produced so much. No wonder she could barely walk afterward. As Zhou Mingming wiped away the evidence, her mind involuntarily replayed the scene of Ye Fei entering Liu Fengyi.

Stop it! She scolded herself, shaking her head to dispel the image, though her face only grew redder.

After finishing the cleanup and airing out the office, Zhou Mingming returned to the lounge. Seeing Liu Fengyi lying there, content and satisfied, the earlier scene flashed in her mind once more.

”Mingming, come sit,” Liu Fengyi said warmly, patting the space beside her. When Zhou Mingming complied, she asked, ”Do you think Iʼm... improper?”

”No, not at all,” Zhou Mingming quickly denied. Initially, she had thought so, but sheʼd later justified it to herself: women at this age have needs, and Liu Fengyi had chosen her nephew to avoid complications. It wasnʼt right, but it was understandable.

”I know itʼs wrong,” Liu Fengyi admitted with a self-deprecating smile. ”But when emotions take over, reason has no control.”

”Are you saying youʼre in love with him?” Zhou Mingming asked, surprised. Was it more than just physical need? Did Liu Fengyi truly love Ye Fei?

”Does it seem absurd?” Liu Fengyi smiled faintly. ”You havenʼt experienced love yet. When it comes, no matter how absurd, you canʼt resist it. Mingming, setting today aside, whatʼs your impression of Ye Fei?”

”He...” Zhou Mingming hesitated, then said honestly, ”Heʼs remarkable. Even before, he was endearing, and his recent achievements are beyond compare. Among all the men Iʼve met, none come close.”

Liu Fengyiʼs lips curved into a pleased smile. ”So, youʼre a little drawn to him too?”

”No, not at all!” Zhou Mingming denied quickly, though she couldnʼt ignore the truth in her words. Every time she thought of Ye Fei, her mind drifted back to that scene—his strong body and that most intimate part of him.

”Really?” Liu Fengyiʼs gaze burned into Zhou Mingming as if she could see straight into her soul.

Zhou Mingming grew flustered, lowering her head to avoid eye contact. She mumbled, ”Of course, itʼs true. Iʼve always thought of him as a younger brother.”

”Is that so? What a shame,” Liu Fengyi said with a tone of regret, though a hint of amusement flickered in her eyes. With her wealth of life experience, she could easily tell that Zhou Mingming was already somewhat smitten—she just wasnʼt ready to admit it yet. All Ye Fei needed to do was put in a little more effort, and heʼd win her over in no time.

As for Zhou Mingmingʼs claim of seeing him as a brother? That wasnʼt an issue at all. After all, Liu Fengyi herself had once seen him as nothing less than her son.