Chapter 16 Chapter Sixteen Fashion Slut
"It's muddy with Puchi." Jess was wearing a tooth whitening tray in her mouth, and she spoke like a marinated egg.She poured me a whiskey, then tore open a packet of Green & Black chocolates.
"What did you say?" Now I feel like a walking dead.Just drove the kids to the Sunday Film Club, put them together with their friends, and managed to earn the full ninety minutes to get out and breathe.
After dropping the kids off the car, I unconsciously drove over to Jesmy's house.Could it be that the potential force of instinct is at work, pulling me here?
Jess took off the whitening tray from her mouth and said again: "It's not your fault!"
"Do you think he's breaking up with me? My God! How am I going to tell the kids? Also, why didn't they notice that Dad has moved to his clinic? Do I have to make up an excuse, Tell them, dad is feeding the cat medicine after surgery in the middle of the night or something? Jess, I'm getting bored to death!"
Although today is Sunday, Jess has already made an appointment with another real estate price monitoring expert to do a second valuation for the property insurance.
I asked her, "Why didn't Stuart join in? It's no small matter to buy property insurance."
She said: "Oh, he's doing his big business, doing his big good. They're definitely going to thank him with a huge stethoscope."
Why does it sound like there is a thorny feeling in the words?
She poured herself a glass of whiskey and took a big gulp, "A grand writer exchange meeting is going to be held in Australia, Billy is invited, and he wants me to go with him."
"If you really love him so much, why don't you just run away with that guy?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Josh walking towards the kitchen.His figure already exudes a masculine smell, but when he handed over the changed clothes to Jess, a young and mischievous smile appeared on his face.This is the contradictory temperament that can only be seen in teenagers. Josh is still a little childish, but he can be regarded as a young adult.
"He still needs me." After Josh left, she shrugged.
"Is Stuart still playing tricks?"
She sighed, "He...he often receives a bunch of strange calls. Remember that Sylvia Plath expert? That woman is getting more and more presumptuous. Send him a text message, it's text message harassment! Do you hear the text message? 'Is your dad an alien? Because there is no one like you on earth.' Also, she will send Postcards. I know she's writing right now, 'What was your favorite sex position when you were cheating?'”
She took another swig of Scotch Chivas, "That's why I'm going to fight back and play. And you too, what's there to be afraid of? Billy's poet friend, the big-nosed lover - that suits him well." , right? He's really cute, and he's also interested in you. This big-nosed lover from Trinidad must be your orgasmic savior!"
I watched my sister Tao with horror.Forty-year-old me dating again is like being a teenager again.When I was young, I would try my best to avoid the bright light, because I was afraid of being seen with freckles, but now I am afraid that wrinkles will come out and scare people.There is really too much difference in age between me and him!
"Jess, I'm past the age where I can't wait to rush home and write it down in my diary after I taste a little bit of sweetness at a party. I can't betray Roy, this is too... too horny!"
"Oh? Really? The next time you go to a dinner party, you might as well look at those sluts... oh, sorry, I mean married women, and the latest survey shows that half of them have been cheating. As long as you know sluts It shouldn't be hard to spot them because of their features. Listen, get rid of conservative pants, wear Moschino mini skirts, stop eating carbs, get two sizes smaller, and get two sizes bigger boobs .
"What I didn't know before, but now I have become an expert - hang gliding, hip-hop rap, Mahler's music, mountain climbing, Tibetan nose flute - as long as it is something my lover is passionate about, learn and understand. Teeth whitening, beautiful dyed hair, and beautiful legs in Manolo Blahnik high heels will make you look sexy and slender. There are also a long list of excuses for being late for work, which are very exciting. Say goodbye to humble and overly depressed days. Life turns out to be Live with dignity and confidence."
"Really?" Oh, God knows how much I want to liberate my dignity! "But, in this way, I will be sorry for my other half, my children, and everything I am most proud of..."
"Yeah, yeah! Your marriage counselor is sharing the same husband as you!"
"Loy didn't have an affair, ok? Yes, he kissed Bianca, it was serious, maybe it was just tongue sex, maybe he really needed to be alone for a while, but he would never do anything sorry to me .”
"Wake up! Men are very mean, and let the women outside and the yellow-faced women at home die for them. You have to make him jealous of you! Don't forget, jealousy is the best aphrodisiac! Casey, how long do you have?" So upright, even if the dream of marriage is extinguished, don't even ruin the beauty! Do you want to show him some color?"
"Hey, at my age, women can snicker as long as they are clean and punctual." This time I swallowed a big mouthful of spicy Chivas whiskey, hiccupped, and rushed up my throat. Burning sensation, "What I hate the most is physical education class, because I have to wear loose sportswear. Even if you give me that kind of baggy clothes now, I will not wear them if I die, but so what? Anyway, I have never done anything outside. What if I go to bed with the big-nosed lover at eight o'clock? Stay up all night and fight for twelve hours? I can't last that long! Also, what am I going to tell him?"
"Just say, 'Oh my god! Why are you so big down there?' It should work!"
"Jess, I just can't do that kind of lying and cheating! I feel like... I can't tell! Anyway, nothing serious happened to Roy and Bianca, I know that very well! "
"If it's not serious, it's serious enough! Of course you can lie to him, God, it's not like you're swearing. Look! You haven't done anything wrong, but you can't deny your frigidity and emptiness fact!"
Ok!Jess was right.The figure of the man I met at the bar that day lingered clearly in my mind, lingering, as if taking drugs, and the hallucinations became stronger and stronger.I still remember the feeling of his hands on my back, which warmed my heart.My willful resistance aside, oh!How I longed to explore the thrill of erotic pleasure!
"At our age, it's okay to be nice to yourself. To be honest, we don't know when a man will come to our door, right?"
"Jess, it's too bad! If I knew I would have an affair one day, I should have spread my thighs generously!" I said jokingly, "Also, I don't even have sexy underwear, Victoria's The secrets are all for skinny paper men, and women with a figure over size eight can't fucking squeeze in at all!"
"Come on, who asked you to wear Victoria's Secret? Agent Provocateur, who is so sexy that he is so sexy, is king! Look at what size and style of sexy underwear you want, they have them, and I will take you there."
"Honestly, I'd rather buy something big and durable, uh... say, a ski suit or a tight-fitting meat dumpling or something like that."
How could I be naked in front of a twenty-nine-year-old man?How could I be naked in front of a strange man after twenty years of marriage?That's the big challenge of having an affair - sooner or later you have to get naked and be honest!
Jess' strategy is that when I'm having an affair, I can turn off the indoor heating and open the windows, so that I can use the weather to be too cold as an excuse to sleep naked and hug each other to keep each other warm.But what if the cheating Spring Motel had no windows at all?No, no, I have to do a serious sand table deduction.
How would it work if I had a tryst with him and he was lying next to me?No matter how stupid people are, they also know that it is absolutely foolproof to squeeze the majestic twin peaks that have become majestic due to breastfeeding after childbirth!But, I'm sorry, when a man sees this kind of behavior, he either thinks you are a drunk woman, or he thinks you are a crazy freak.
Headache!I hugged my chest with both hands, and the strength was so great that I could almost squeeze out my clone, but I just couldn't think of a good way.
When I think of the effect of breast-exploding outfits, a strange woman squeezes into a super-tight suit appears in my mind. The conclusion is that the above two methods should make men unappetizing.
"Why do you think so much? When you get him into bed, it doesn't matter. The point is to get him into bed. As for how to do it, you can kidnap or cheat it up to you." Jess emphasized, "Man Ah! Always bragging about how good they were at sports and how good they were when they were kids. So, why not play tricks? Silicone bras, Mimi dumpling mats..."
"Okay! Teach me how to squeeze waves!" I immediately fired up.
"Oh! That's great!" Jess exclaimed excitedly, "You really, really need a makeover!"
In the first step of the transformation, Jess stuffed a dumpling pad into my bra, but it was not part of the bra after all, so there was always a feeling of the small dumpling pad rubbing against my chest.
Hey!Believe it or not, this trick works really well and will make your presence known to others, especially my husband.I just want him to take the bait, just like the fairy tale "Candy House", I am a witch who uses colorful candy houses to lure children to the door, and the small dumpling mat is my secret weapon.
Silicone bra is the next trick that Jess taught me to squeeze out the beauty of the chest. It is to wear a bra made of silicone with cups. This is so much more comfortable to wear, you almost forget it exists!Everything was fine at first, but there is a possibility that my diorama will be exposed by the big-nosed lover not long after the foreplay begins.
"Tsk! What the hell is this? I guess he will pinch the slippery silicone pad with his index finger and thumb and ask me." Oh...it will definitely be revealed!
"Uh... would you believe this is a new invention for thawing frozen chicken?" Nope!It's ridiculous, why think so much?I wouldn't sleep with him anyway.
"I know you're not going to sleep with him, sweetheart, but always pack a thong! Just in case. It's hard to say what will happen!" Jess said, leading me to Selfridges to the underwear department.
For me personally, of course I buy 100% cotton shorts, the size is the kind approved by small countries in conservative emerging countries, alas!It's grandma's panties that are big enough to be used as yacht sails!
But Jess helped me choose an ultra-tight one-piece underwear that required expert skills to fit in. In the ten minutes of trying it on, I fought 300 rounds with this piping underwear, and my head opened from the crotch for a while. The place is protruding, or one side of the breast is stuck at the neckline, and the best part is that the pubic hair is exposed outside the butt opening of the onesie, just in line with the lace piping.
"What are you doing in there?" Jess knocked on the door of the locker room.
"Oh, busy shaking off this feminine stuff, I can't do it!"
"How can you give up so lightly?"
At the next stop, I was dragged by Jess to the beauty salon for hair removal.I won’t lie to you, the pain of hot waxing can really kill you!If it's really painful, it doesn't matter how smooth and hairless it is, does it?
Then someone came to style my hair, a heavy French lady bob, and maybe the whole can of hairspray was used on my head, so I couldn't move my head.
Finally, I made it to the last procedure - hair plucking.
"That's not the hair growing on the chin, it's the eyelashes that fell out!"
At this time, I am really envious of men.Even if a grown man only buys one pair of shoes and wears the same color of clothes for the rest of his life, no one will talk to him, and he can decide whether to grow a beard or not.
For my obasan transformation, Jessina, a tailor who can turn decay into magic, tried her best to stuff me into the latest design super-fitting trousers, but when I put my feet in, I pulled I can't go up.
"I love this one," I said to the salesperson in the long cape, "but do you have anything for a plus size?"
The only thing I found that I reluctantly liked was the one that slapped "Guess Please" on the price tag.
Wow!It's hard to guess!Shouldn't it be more than my weekly salary?
In the end, I chose a whole cabinet of new outfits in Topshop, and then spent the night writing Pucci and Prada on all the cheap bags, clothes and shoes I bought.
Jess also highly recommends creams that claim to have a rejuvenating effect, and asked me to buy all kinds of lotions and lozenges, saying that this would guarantee to fight against the signs of aging.As for the drawer where I put my cosmetics, needless to say, she absolutely hates it!Inside was a four-year-old mini mascara that was brushed three times before being thrown aside to dry, and a gift lipstick that was so ugly that even funeral directors wouldn't bother to use it.
Finally, Jess's beautician gave me a MILF makeover, but the only trouble was that I couldn't just go out and get dressed for at least forty-eight hours before I could go out and meet people.
Then there are the functional body shaping tights that corset the abdomen and lift the buttocks. The way to put on and take off is as simple as a diving suit, but it is not suitable for striptease at all.I wore them to school and it was fine, but when I had to take off these pantyhose that were supposed to enhance the curve of my thighs that night, I fought my ass off and ended up in the hospital with a muscle strain, which was terrible!
As I sat waiting in the emergency room, the thought of cheating flashed through me.Having an affair sounds easy, but it's actually very dangerous, and not just physically.
I mean, what if the big-nosed lover used real emotion?Or is he bored or bored?Also, I only call my husband by his name during sex, which is very troublesome and may make him lose all sex!Otherwise, I'd just pretend to be a wanton woman...it seems weird!Otherwise, tell him that I have escorts or police close protection or something, but that should scare him away!
However, what if the big-nosed lover becomes my flower protector?Then I had no choice but to tell him that my husband had already said what he said before, and he would kill any man who was caught sleeping with me!
God!So what should I do if I am serious about him?I can't tell my husband that I want to divorce him because of a 29-year-old muscular man, right?And this man is a criminal with a previous record in dealing in marijuana!
No, no, I can't think about it anymore!In order to stick to my position, it is safer for me to stay at Jess's house obediently.
At this time, the blond female teacher who taught Sylvia Plath blatantly called to demonstrate again.
"Look!" Jess yelled at the other end of the phone, "I knew you were having an affair with my husband. Sweetheart, you are just one of his many mistresses."
No, no, I can't let myself fall into such an embarrassing situation, but, when I think of the big-nosed lover, the area between my legs starts to react, and the heat becomes unbearable, I have a feeling that I want to take something off, By the way, it's my shorts.Maybe, he is really the savior who induced me to find my sexual interest again!
I originally made an appointment with Jess to hang out with the two couples, but then I canceled it, and then I made an appointment again, and I still canceled it. In the end, I don't know what my hesitation is for.
One Wednesday evening, after the choir rehearsal, I walked out of the school in a daze, thinking of the long night that would follow, and my mood was even more depressed——Jamie went to the school’s summer camp, Jenny went to a classmate’s house for the night, and Roy stayed at the school’s home. The veterinary clinic, but fortunately I was accompanied by the big-nosed lover. He attacked like a nimble burglar and was about to capture me.
My last line of defense faced a formidable test, my will began to waver, my heart throbbed inexplicably, and I had a glimmer of expectation.My heart began to lean towards him, snuggling in his broad arms, so safe and comfortable.
He led me to Regent's Park and we walked across the grass and sat on the floor among the rose bushes.I could feel that the temperature of his skin was slowly rising. Just behind the open-air stage in the park, his fingers stroked the back of my neck, touching my long-suppressed desire, and my whole body went numb.
I'm hungry and thirsty, it's a physical hunger, I don't mean appetite, but a complete desire for a man, including his flesh and bones.He explored along the neckline of my T-shirt, skimmed over my collarbone, and moved back and forth from my neck to my knees with the tingling touch of electricity, especially some of the extremely sensitive parts, which were even more intense. hot.
My lust has been ignited, guilt and morality have long been thrown into the sky, I completely forget about myself, forget to shout: "Get my busty bra!" His hands expertly plucked under my light gray bra , the technique is not jerky at all.He searched for the nipple and pinched it, not as gentle as Roy's, but rubbed and squeezed fiercely and violently.
"I'm already a mother who has breastfed two children..." I said in embarrassment, apologizing to him.
I couldn't finish a sentence at all, because his mouth was already on my breast, it was so warm, there was a erotic and wet feeling, which made my whole body numb.He didn't suck me like Roy did, but nibbled lightly, bit by bit, and the shock of passion sent me spasming from my back to my legs.
He slammed me close to his body, and I was no longer able to resist the repeated attacks of sexual desire.Oh!His hands reached into the bottom of my skirt, caressed my thighs, and stroked them lightly like Tai Chi, so comfortable!I'm totally lost.I felt that he had penetrated into my panties, into the private part that I didn't easily open, and with two fingers, circled them carefully.
"I want you so much..."
Suddenly, I finally understood why more than half of married women crave extramarital affairs so much, it's not because they crave ecstasy orgasms, although... oh... oh oh... yes!They are eager to climax, but what women desire in their hearts is to be desired by men, at least half the intensity of men's desire to win the national cricket team, so it makes sense!
Burning with desire, I found myself twisting towards him.My spring is coming!My lower body is liberated, no more sulking!Before the sweating and panting after the ups and downs subside, I may give out a beastly roar at any time...
However, when these thoughts appeared, I found that I flinched!Like a shy and timid heroine in an eighteenth-century romance novel, before things got out of hand, the fog of the senses, as well as his breath, body temperature and touch, receded and dispersed!
"I have to go."
"Come on! Lie down so I can lick you!" His sexy voice revealed strong desire.
I struggled so much, my body's natural reaction couldn't be fooled, I want, I want...but a strong warm current enveloped me immediately.I love my husband, I belong to Roy, he has been deeply integrated into my body, heart and spirit, he is my man!
"Hey! I thought you were trying to make a big fuss."
"Oh, I... I really can't help it. I'm sorry! I'm really, really sorry!" I ran around Queen Mary Park in the inner circle of Regent's Park to Baker Street Tube Station.
I know I forgive Roy too easily, like you keep something you don't use for years, throw it away two days before you need it, and now you need it, but want to recycle it use.
There is only a thin line between sexual desire and licentiousness. Before this line gradually blurs and disappears, I stop myself from sinking downward in due course.
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