The Seven Year Itch (1)

Author: fshh
Word count: 100000
Oh…don’t stop! ! Feng…I love you…”
“Uh… ah… hurry up… hurry up…”
“Yan…I’m going to cum…”

As a stream of warm liquid sprayed on my face… the giant root under my crotch was also slapped with my right hand, and a thick white paste was sprayed out…
Tasting the salty and bitter yin essence emanating from my wife’s lower body in my mouth… I stared at the two kissing passionately on my head. .
At this moment, my thoughts seemed to go back to 7 years ago… back to the spring when I first met her. .
The familiar poem echoed in my ears.
If life is only as it was first seen, why is the autumn wind sadly drawing a fan.
Waiting for leisure to change the old man’s heart, but the old man’s heart is easy to change. .
Two drops of tears slipped down the eyes quietly.

Spring of 2010. I’m like most young people out of college. I came to this strange city to start a new chapter in my social life.
I remember the day before I left, I once went to the bridgehead of the county town to find an old woman who read my fortune to tell my fortune.
The old woman took my birthday horoscope and flipped through a tattered little book, and finally said to me, “Young man…you are destined to get married on this trip…”
I smiled. Immediately threw down 5 yuan, and left without looking back. .
Marriage? ? Pure bullshit. . I’m only 22 years old, what a shitty marriage.
However, what I never imagined was that…the cheap prophecy exchanged for 5 yuan actually became a prophecy.

The first acquaintance with my wife “Yan” was in a game hall in city A. .
It is said to be a game hall, but it is actually a large casino. . As the owner’s nephew, I was arranged to be a small manager in the casino.
The monthly salary is 4000. . This is undoubtedly a fat job for me who just came out of school. .
Every day, I look at the customers from all walks of life in the store who come in with red faces, but leave in disgrace.
Seeing their pride in spending a lot of money on various gaming machines,
I also saw the despicability of them begging for a refund in the office. .
I seem to have an illusion that I can control the overall situation and dominate the fate of others, and my self-confidence begins to expand a little bit.
So, I, a 22-year-old graduate, was smoked in this smoky environment and gradually retreated and degenerated. Indulging in wine and sex all day long. Eat, drink, prostitute, and gamble. .

Until one day, Yan appeared in my shop. .
When I saw her for the first time, I didn’t really have much impression. . She is not tall and looks pure. That’s the best evaluation I can give. .
She just stood quietly in front of my bar. . Opening a pair of big clear eyes, he asked, “Excuse me…do you recruit people here?”

I came out of the bar with a bottle of Red Bull. . His eyes casually glanced at the quiet woman in front of him. Long black hair, red coat, blue cowjeans. Totally not my thing. .
I almost blurted out the word “no move”. . But when the words came to his mouth, he swallowed them back abruptly. .
Because, that pair of small white shoes with only size 34 caught my eye. .
Size 34… For me who was only a mild foot fetishist at the time, this size had to make me imagine what a wonderful experience it would be to hold those slender feet in my hands. .
I quickly retracted my eyes. He smiled and said, “Hello. I’m Ajie, the manager here. You are very welcome to join.”
She frowned slightly, and her eyes turned into beautiful crescents…
“Hello…my name is Xiaoyan, when can I go to work?”

Xiaoyan was finally arranged by me to work as a coin seller at the bar. . Maybe it’s out of selfishness, I don’t want her to be polluted by the gaming hall full of fish and dragons. .
Yan is like a person who doesn’t belong here, and seems so out of place with the surrounding environment. .

Since then, the bar has become my go-to place. . I don’t lie down on the comfortable sofa in the office, but I often sit on the single chair at the bar. . Not for anything else, just to chat with Yan from time to time, or. . Let your eyes flicker occasionally on her mysterious little feet.

Yan is actually not talkative. . But whenever I talk about the gossip and anecdotes of the past, she is like a well-behaved child listening to the teachings of adults. . The long eyelashes are fluttering, and sometimes they cheer for my stories.

I gradually fell in love with this feeling. . In this way, I stayed with Yan Zhaoxi for a month. .
I didn’t stop my twice-weekly whoring routine. . I remind myself of this depravity. . Yan is a good girl, I don’t deserve it.

However. . Someday in a month. .
When Yan got off work, she took advantage of my unpreparedness and left a kiss on my cheek. And throw four words. leave quickly. .
“I like you…”

since then. . I received Yan’s loving breakfast every morning. .
No matter how indifferent, intimidating, hitting, threatening… Yan never gave up.
I struggled to support. . While debating whether to poison this beautiful pure flower. . While lamenting his short-lived romance. .
For me, who is determined to have countless women, having love at this time is tantamount to putting a shackle on myself. .

It’s time to resort to extreme measures. . I said something harsh to her
“Want to fall in love with me?? Just open the room tonight and wait for me.”
I thought that this killer move would definitely scare away this ignorant little girl. . .
Can……
that night. . Yan actually opened the room and waited for me. .
I smiled wryly in my heart. . In this world, there are really silly women who fly to the flame. . Worth mentioning. . Give her a profound life lesson as well.

When I stripped off my clothes and jumped onto the bed with a lewd smile on my face. Lift the quilt. .
What I saw was a fully clothed carcass… A set of black sexy lace underwear was wrapped around her sensitive parts…
I can’t help but laugh
“youWhy are you dressed so maturely? ? Not for you at all. . ”
Yan’s cheeks were flushed. “I… I thought you’d like it…”
“You really want to sleep with me?? I’ll dump you tomorrow”
“You will not.”
“Hehe…would you say no?