The temptation behind gentleness

Su Fan was quite enamored with the slippery, soft texture in his hands.

He now understood why in the hospital and on the streets, so many gentlemen loved to stare at the beautiful women's long legs clad in black silk.

At this moment, Su Fan even began to wonder what it would feel like to be serviced by Zhou Jie's delicate feet.

Zhou Jie was terribly frightened at this moment and could only secretly cast pleading looks at Su Fan, hoping he wouldn't act recklessly.

Unfortunately, Su Fan was casually chatting with Zhang Haitao, paying no attention.

Zhang Haitao had just had a long fight with Zhao Ting in the bathroom and was already extremely tired.

After lighting a cigarette, he leaned back on the couch and casually conversed with Su Fan.

As for what Zhou Jie and Su Fan were doing right under his nose, he genuinely didn't know.

Zhang Haitao sighed internally, "Really, I'm getting old, I can't deny it anymore."

"When I was young, handling little women like Zhou Ting twice over was no issue for me."

As he reminisced, he suddenly noticed Zhou Jie's face was flushed, looking as though the excitement hadn't faded.

He couldn't help but curiously ask, "Zhou Jie, why is your face so red?"

"I…" Zhou Jie was startled and didn't know how to respond.

Her face was so red, of course, because the emotional tides in her heart were surging one after another.

Just Su Fan grabbing her foot was enough to make her feel so affected.

In comparison, Zhang Haitao was utterly useless.

Even his biting and gnawing had merely left her feeling little.

Many times, even if she feigned compliance, it still seemed insincere.

Her face didn't flush, nor did her heart race, and with Zhang Haitao, it was all over.

Zhou Jie didn't know how to answer, but Su Fan spoke very calmly, not even stopping the movement of his hands.

"Maybe the room temperature is too high? Could the air conditioner be broken?"

Hearing this, Zhang Haitao casually picked up the air conditioner remote and fiddled with it a bit, only to find it indeed wasn't responding at all.

"Huh? Strange, it suddenly stopped working," Zhang Haitao said, walking towards the air conditioner.

As he turned around, Su Fan, seeing the shocked expression on Zhou Jie's face, reached out with both hands, embraced her face, and deeply kissed her rosy lips.

A "pop" sound came out, but Zhang Haitao didn't react at all.

He had reached the air conditioner and was seriously fiddling with it.

But Su Fan didn't dare to be too bold, as getting caught by Zhang Haitao would definitely not end well for him.

After all, it is still a society governed by law.

Going to someone's home and getting too intimate with someone else's wife would definitely be his fault.

Yet in Su Fan's heart, his desire for Zhou Jie was growing stronger.

It wasn't that he had bad intentions, but both he and Zhou Jie had needs, and both wanted something to happen.

Zhou Jie's heart was pounding nonstop, but the unusual thrill was beyond her limits of endurance.

Su Fan could feel his right hand, holding Zhou Jie's jade foot, slightly moist.

As he looked, he saw a stream running down along the silk stocking.

Su Fan was momentarily dazed before he finally realized.

This lady, the dean's wife, truly was exceptional.

Under his bold actions, she had already reached the peak of overwhelming pleasure.

What would it feel like to have an earnest conversation with the dean's wife, side by side, limb to limb?