Urban Seduction: Housewives Club

Ye Fei naturally knew his mom wouldn't really refuse to help him. But he also understood that his current actions—suckling and fondling—wouldn't satisfy her; instead, they would only make her more uncomfortable.

It would be better to just indulge fully in a bit. So, with reluctance, he pulled away from her nipple and left her room, glancing back longingly with every step.

Leaving his mom's room, Ye Fei headed towards Liu Yun'er's room, but his gaze couldn't help but drift towards the master bedroom.

Truth be told, he was more tempted to enter that room, where Qiao Ya, a woman he had once shared pleasure with and who was now about to become his mother-in-law, was sleeping.

Compared to Liu Yun'er, Ye Fei was actually more interested in Qiao Ya. For one thing, Qiao Ya was a mature and sexy woman, just like his mom, and she was more appealing to him than the slightly innocent Liu Yun'er.

Secondly, her status as his mother-in-law added to her allure. A mature and beautiful mother-in-law like Qiao Ya would be far more attractive to a son-in-law than a wife.

Of course, the ultimate fantasy would be a mother-daughter duo, with a mature and sexy mother-in-law and a youthful, beautiful wife. And if his own stunningly beautiful mother were to join in, it would be absolute paradise for any man.

Liu Yun'er's room was right next to Liu Yiru's. Before Ye Fei could finish his daydream, he had already arrived at the door. To his surprise, the door wasn't locked and opened easily with a gentle push.

Liu Yun'er was still awake, tossing and turning in bed. Her alertness was nowhere near that of Liu Yiru's, and she didn't notice Ye Fei until he sat down beside her.

At one moment, Liu Yun'er would smile blissfully, clearly thinking about the upcoming wedding to the man she loved.

Then, after a while, she would let out a soft sigh, undoubtedly recalling that fateful scene. It had been her first time witnessing lovemaking, and the fact that it had been between the man she loved and her own mother had been an earth-shattering experience—one she would never forget for as long as she lived.

Seeing Liu Yun'er's conflicted expression, Ye Fei felt a pang of sympathy and couldn't help but gently stroke her long hair, softly saying, "Yun'er, don't overthink things."

"Ah..." Liu Yun'er couldn't help but let out a startled cry. Fortunately, the room was still lit, and she quickly realized it was Ye Fei, letting out a sigh of relief. She playfully scolded, "What are you doing in my room in the middle of the night? You scared me half to death!"

"I just couldn't sleep because I'm so excited about our upcoming wedding. I wanted to come and chat with you," Ye Fei said with a smile. He was no longer the inexperienced young man he once was. Sweet nothings came easily to him now.

After all, he had been with many women, and they all loved hearing such words. Sometimes, even when they knew they were insincere, it still made them happy.

Sure enough, upon hearing Ye Fei's words, Liu Yun'er felt a mix of joy and embarrassment. The joy came from Ye Fei's claim of being "too excited about their wedding to sleep," while the embarrassment stemmed from the underlying implication.

Though Liu Yun'er was innocent, she was not naive. She had even performed oral sex on Ye Fei twice. Now, in the dead of night, his visit to her room clearly meant more than just a simple "chat." As a girl in her twenties, she naturally had her expectations, especially when it came to the man she loved. Her heart raced uncontrollably.

However, maintaining her feminine reserve, Liu Yun'er half-jokingly said, "It's really late. Can we talk tomorrow? I'm getting sleepy."

"Is that so?" Ye Fei immediately put on a disappointed expression and said sarcastically, "I knew it. You don't really approve of our marriage. That's why you've been so cold to me since the time we met."

With that, Ye Fei stood up and made to leave.

Liu Yun'er hadn't expected Ye Fei to misunderstand her like that. She was taken aback and, without a second thought and despite wearing only a thin strapless nightie, she sat up abruptly, grabbed Ye Fei's hand, and said urgently, "No, that's not what I meant."

"I knew it wasn't," Ye Fei turned back, his face now beaming with a triumphant smile. Before Liu Yun'er could react, he embraced her and kissed her lips.

"Ugh..." Liu Yun'er couldn't help but moan. Although she had performed oral sex on Ye Fei twice, they had never actually kissed properly. Technically, this was her first real kiss, and it was with the man she loved most. How could she resist? Almost instantly, she was lost in Ye Fei's passionate kiss.

After what felt like an eternity, Ye Fei finally released Liu Yun'er, allowing her to regain her senses. She couldn't help but recall how Ye Fei had startled her earlier. She playfully panted and lightly punched his chest, scolding, "You're so bad, scaring me like that."

"If I hadn't scared you, how would I know my wife's true feelings?" Ye Fei said with a smile. He then hugged her again and softly said, "Yun'er, I've missed you so much. It's been so long."

Hearing Ye Fei's heartfelt confession, Liu Yun'er's lingering resentment vanished in an instant, and she replied, "I've missed you too. Every day for over a year, I've thought about you."

The two of them embraced quietly for a while before Ye Fei suddenly spoke up, "Yun'er, do you know, it's not just me who's missed you over the past year. There's someone else who's missed you just as much."

"Who?" Liu Yun'er asked casually, not really paying much attention. As long as Ye Fei missed her, she didn't care about anyone else.

Ye Fei smiled and said, "My brother."

"Your brother?" Liu Yun'er was puzzled. "Don't you only have a sister?"

"I'm talking about the brother every man has. Look, he's also so excited about you that he can't sleep," Ye Fei said, taking Liu Yun'er's small hand and placing it on his crotch, letting her feel his erection that had been hard since his mother's teasing and hadn't softened since.

Liu Yun'er finally realized what Ye Fei was referring to and couldn't help but blush with embarrassment. But since she had seen it before and they were about to be married, she didn't pull her hand away. Instead, she began to gently caress it through his clothes.

Ye Fei also reached for Liu Yun'er's chest, gently kneading her youthful, tender breasts through her nightgown. Although they weren't as big as his mother's or her mother's, they were still decent in size.

Compared to the softness of a mature woman's breasts, hers had more elasticity, and the feel was simply wonderful.