“Sister-in-law, let me fetch the medicated liniment.” I spoke quickly and darted to the living room.
Huff… huff…
I panted heavily, heart racing. Fangfang had actually seen my c0ck. I felt both panic and secret delight. Panic because she was, after all, my sister-in-law—how mortifying. Delight because she had just said, “How are you so big?” I nearly died of embarrassment. How could she say something like that?
I couldn’t make sense of it, yet compared to my cousin, I was indeed much larger. It was probably her first time seeing one like mine, which explained her earlier reaction.
Carrying the liniment, I returned to Fangfang. She was half-reclining on the bed; her short nightdress had ridden up, exposing those full, fair thighs to the air. Seeing me enter, she spoke with embarrassment, “Xiao Nan, I’m truly sorry to trouble you so late.”
“Sister-in-law, what are you saying? We’re family—there’s no need for such formality.” I hurried to reply, sitting beside her and uncapping the bottle.
“Xiao Nan, your cousin said your wife is away from home all the time. Is that true?” Fangfang blinked her large eyes, seeming unusually interested in my private life.
“Yes, she’s often abroad on business trips,” I explained, rubbing the liniment between my palms before gently applying it to her knee.
“Then how do you manage your… physical needs?” Fangfang asked softly.
Her words stunned me. I looked up at her; her cheeks were flushed bright red.
“Xiao Nan, don’t misunderstand. I’m just curious. You know your cousin isn’t… capable. I’m only twenty-three, and I’m a w0man too.” She continued.
I had never expected Fangfang to speak of such things. So she had desires after all—she was a normal w0man. My cousin lasted only moments; she must be deeply unsatisfied. As a w0man, she could hardly say it aloud. And now, after seeing what she shouldn’t have, she was curious about me.
“Sister-in-law, perhaps we should take Cousin to an old Chinese doctor,” I said with an awkward smile.
“We’ve tried. It didn’t help.” Fangfang sighed, then suddenly grasped my hand.
My heart pounded wildly at her touch. “S-Sister-in-law, what are you doing?”
“Xiao Nan, do you think your sister-in-law is pretty?” She looked at me earnestly.
“Pretty—very pretty. Sister-in-law, you’re young, beautiful, and you have a wonderful figure,” I answered at once.
“Xiao Nan, were you peeping while I bathed just now?” A faint smile curved her lips, as though she already knew my thoughts.
“N-No,” I stammered, flustered.
“I know you were watching me, then ran away,” she went on.
I coughed awkwardly, speechless, wishing the floor would swallow me.
“Xiao Nan, your cousin already told me everything. It can’t be easy for a grown man like you—married so many years, yet your wife is never home. You must be lonely,” she said gently, her smile tender and sympathetic.
“Yes, but there’s nothing to be done,” I replied with a bitter laugh.
“Why don’t we add each other on WeChat?” She took out her phone.
My heart leaped. Could Fangfang be interested in me? Did she want to message me in secret? Yet if my cousin found out, it would be disastrous. Hastily I opened a secondary account with a female avatar—safe, I thought, even if discovered.
Seeing my profile picture, Fangfang gave a soft laugh; she clearly knew it was my burner account and wouldn’t suspect anything.
Just as we added each other, I heard the front door. My cousin was back.
“Cousin’s home,” I said quickly, standing and heading to the living room while Fangfang closed her bedroom door.
Opening the door, I saw my cousin looking triumphant. He frowned at me. “Just finished showering?”
“Yes. Cousin, why are you back so late?” I swiftly changed the subject.
“Old friends—hard to part quickly. Where’s your sister-in-law?”
“She seems to have gone to sleep,” I answered calmly, offering him a cigarette.
He appeared far more relaxed now, no doubt relieved. Meanwhile, my anticipation for Fangfang only grew. I sensed she felt something for me—an indefinable need.
Had I pressed myself upon her earlier, would she have refused? If not… might something have happened?
The thought set my bl00d aflame. After a brief chat, my cousin went to their room.
“What happened to you?”
“I slipped in the shower.”
“How can you be so clumsy—even showering?”
“It hurts.”
Hearing their exchange, I shook my head. My cousin clearly cared little for Fangfang; no wonder she had given up on him.
Back in my room, just as I was about to sleep, my phone buzzed.
It was Fangfang. Thrilled yet anxious lest my cousin notice, I opened the message.
“Xiao Nan, what are you doing?”
“About to sleep. What’s wrong?” I typed quickly, wondering why she was messaging now.
“Your cousin is showering,” she replied, then sent a photo.
It was Fangfang in a black nightdress. The thin fabric revealed the generous swell of her b00bs—somewhat blurred, yet undeniably full and enticing.
“Wow, Sister-in-law, you’re so… full,” I typed, pulse racing.
“I can only help you this much. Take care of yourself tonight.” She added a rose emoji.
Her words and photo overwhelmed me. Boldly I wrote, “Sister-in-law, if Cousin weren’t here… would you let me have you?”
I instantly regretted it, fearing offense. Yet she replied, “That would require the chance, wouldn’t it? Xiao Nan, you’re tall, handsome, and so strong… truth be told, I wanted you a little earlier.”
Stunned, I realized Fangfang desired me too. Taking a deep breath, I promised we would find an opportunity tomorrow.
Setting the phone aside, my mind raced with fantasies—how to be alone with Fangfang—especially after peeping at her bathing and now this nightdress photo. My entire b0dy burned with heat.