The woman tilted her head back and closed her eyes, neither responding nor refusing.
This aroused my desire to win, and I must conquer her today.
I roughly used my tongue to pry open her clenched teeth, searched for the evasive tongue in her mouth, blocked its space for escape, and finally entangled and mixed with it, like two mating snakes.
The woman's breathing gradually became heavy, and her body fell backwards limply. I took advantage of the situation and threw her onto the bed, wandering over her body and taking things from her more eagerly, wanting to become one with her.
Huh, huh, huh. Okay, is this all right? The woman struggled to push me away and said.
Things have come to this point, the arrows are on the string and the shells are in place, how can we just let it go?
I grabbed the hem of her dress and pulled it up.
The woman screamed and tried to cover it with her hands, but it was too late.
The spring scenery under the skirt is clearly visible.
What's going on? I looked at the large bruise at the base of her thigh.
The woman lay on her back on the bed, as if she had collapsed, tears streaming down her cheeks.
He hit me, didn't he? I said angrily.
Well. The woman said slowly: I lost all my salary this month on the contract, and I have no money for the family.
I was simply stunned. It was the first time I heard of a woman providing household supplies.
Your husband doesn't come out to work?
Haha. The woman supported herself on the mattress and sat up.
He was a deliveryman for a convenience store. His salary was not high and he usually liked to go out and eat and drink with friends, so he had no money left.
You are really good, you picked out such a piece of shit from millions of men. I said.
Alas. He was not like this when we first met. The woman used her hand as a comb to tidy up her messy hair and told me about their relationship.
It turned out that the woman and her husband met in a garment factory. The woman worked part-time in the factory during her college summer vacation, and the man drove a forklift. After getting to know each other, they found out that they were actually from the same hometown.
Under the halo of being from the same hometown, the two became closer and closer. The man was even more attentive and considerate, which slowly made the woman, who had not yet left the campus, fall in love with him.
You know, he always paid for our meals and shopping. After I met him, I no longer had to lift anything heavy. He would prepare brown sugar water for me every time I had my period. My roommates at the same dormitory envied me...
Cheap love. I impatiently interrupted her beautiful reminiscence.
Alas, I didn't know he would become like this. I am allergic to latex, and he often didn't wear a condom out of concern for me. Although we calculated the safe period, accidents still happened. Later, I dropped out of school, had a child, got married, had a second child... and then my life became like this now.
Then he can’t hit you!
He actually has low self-esteem and always feels that he is not worthy of me. When I go out to work, he suspects that I have someone else outside. If I don't go out to work, I can't afford to support two children. It's really difficult.
It's just the impotent rage of a man without any ability! I say: He can't make it out there, and he goes home to vent his anger on his woman. What a rubbish!
He is very nice to me when he is normal... The woman tried to defend him.
I waved my hands impatiently: I'll go downstairs and buy you some safflower oil to rub it on. You've twisted it too hard, it's become so black and swollen.
The woman pulled the hem of her skirt down.
When I was buying medicine in the pharmacy next to the hotel, I reviewed the whole thing in my mind and felt that it was a bit too outrageous. Could it be that this woman was playing tricks on me?
But the bruises on her legs were real. Who would twist them like that for fun?
I went back to the room, unscrewed the lid and handed her the safflower oil.
No. She shook her head.
If you apply it, he will be suspicious.
You can't even apply some medicine after getting beaten?! I'm so disappointed in you.
After playing so many times, I got used to it. It disappeared after a while.
She looked at me and smiled sadly:
I thought about it.
She paused:
You are a good person. If you don't mind, let me serve you once.
As she spoke, she stood up, reached behind her, unzipped her dress, and took it off.
A beautiful carcass appeared in front of me, with skin as white and tender as a freshly peeled egg.
Only a real bastard would be willing to leave a stain on such a beautiful body.
Come on. The woman took my wrist and gently pulled me towards the bed.
The mattress creaked.