Playboy in the City-Chapter 52: I Want the Big Treasure

In truth, ever since getting married, he’d lost interest in his frigid wife. This was especially true after he became impotent, as his thoughts drifted more and more to his voluptuous mother-in-law.

At the mere thought of his mother-in-law’s gorgeous figure, his heart burned with desire, and a lecherous look spread across his face.

"Alright, cut the pathetic act," Li Yan said, glancing at Zhou Chun with disgust. "I’ll call Chen Yang to discuss this later. Now, get out."

"Hehe." Zhou Chun scrambled to his feet, rubbing his hands excitedly. "I’ll be counting on you then, Sister Li. Once it’s done, you..."

"Get out," Li Yan ordered coldly.

"Yes, yes, I’m going right now." Zhou Chun didn’t dare say another word. Fantasizing about his sexy mother-in-law, he turned with eager anticipation and hurried away.

Watching Zhou Chun leave, the strength Li Yan had been forcing herself to maintain vanished. A wave of exhaustion washed over her, and she collapsed bonelessly into her chair.

Just then, Chen Yang emerged from the inner suite. He walked over to her with a smile, pulled her into his lap, and sat down. Lifting her shirt, he began to grope and knead her snow-white breasts.

"Mmm-hnn... Xiao Chen... no..." A paralyzing tingle spread through Li Yan’s body, and she let out a soft moan. Her eyes grew hazy as she pleaded, "I’m too tired... Please, don’t mess with me..."

She had been so starved and empty, and being satisfied so thoroughly and suddenly was almost too much for her body to handle.

"Sister Li, what’s your plan for Zhou Chun?" Chen Yang asked without stopping. He continued to knead her perfect, pale breasts, molding them into different shapes with his hands.

He had been so focused on the act earlier that he hadn’t had a chance to properly play with these soft mounds. Now that he had the opportunity, he was determined to ravage them to his heart’s content.

"Ooh... mmm-hnn... I... I’m doing it for you..." Li Yan moaned, the elegant hair clipped by her ear tumbling down again. "You’re so vigorous, I can’t handle you all by myself. Besides, don’t you like sleeping with married women? Zhou Chun’s wife is delicate and very pretty. She’s even a kindergarten teacher, so she has this unique, innocent temperament... Mmm-hnn..."

The words "married woman" and "innocent temperament" stimulated Chen Yang, and his hands instinctively squeezed harder, making Li Yan’s moans grow louder.

"Sister Li really knows how to take care of me." Chen Yang was surprised she had done this for him; he had a real weakness for considerate women like her. "Come on, Sister Li, lift your hips and take off your black stockings. I need to give you a proper reward."

"No... Really, no..." Feeling the hot, hard length pressing against her from below, Li Yan clamped her legs together in a panic and grabbed his mischievous hands. "I really can’t right now. How about this? You can come home with me after work tonight. We can do it in my marital bed until midnight. I’ll stay with you the whole time, okay?"

"Not okay, Sister Li. I want to press you against this desk and reward you right now..." But before Chen Yang could finish speaking, his phone rang.

"Phew! You should answer your phone," Li Yan said, seizing the opportunity to quickly escape his demonic clutches. The last thing she wanted was for Chen Yang to leave her so exhausted she’d have to crawl out of the office.

"You can’t escape, Sister Li," Chen Yang said, feeling a bit sullen as the soft, warm body left his arms. He pulled out his phone and saw it was a call from Sister Xiao. The thought of that noble, beautiful woman made his heart jump, and the erection straining his pants twitched repeatedly. The sight made Li Yan wary of getting any closer, afraid she’d only stoke his fire.

"Hello, Sister Xiao," Chen Yang answered.

When Li Yan heard it was Xiao Huiyun, she tensed up instantly. Worried that Xiao Huiyun’s illness had returned, she leaned in, trying to overhear the conversation.

"Xiao Chen, come over to my place for a bit. A friend of mine is feeling unwell, and I’d like you to take a look at her," Xiao Huiyun’s voice came through the phone.

Li Yan breathed a huge sigh of relief. As long as Xiao Huiyun herself was okay, that was all that mattered.

"Okay, Sister Xiao. I’ll take some time off and head right over."

After Chen Yang said that, they ended the call. He looked at Li Yan. "Looks like I’ll have to spare you for today, Sister Li."

"Thank you for sparing me, my sweetie. Hurry over to Sister Xiao’s place. I’ll find a good time to have my husband come home, and then... then you can ravage me all you want," Li Yan said, her face flushing crimson. The thought of that scene made her heart pound with excitement.

"I’m looking forward to it." Chen Yang’s eyes lit up. "By the way, Sister Li, what about the arrangement for Zhou Chun?"

"You little devil. I knew you had a thing for married women," Li Yan said, tapping his forehead with her slender finger. "Don’t you worry about him. Just focus on helping Sister Xiao. She’s the priority. I’ll handle Zhou Chun." She added, "You’ve left me so weak I can’t even drive. Just go find Ma Xiaorong and have her take you."

"Alright." Chen Yang agreed. As he stood up, he gave her soft chest one last hard squeeze, making her yelp softly. Then he turned and walked out of the office.

Li Yan watched his tall back disappear, her beautiful eyes filled with adoration.

「」

Chen Yang arrived outside Ma Xiaorong’s office and knocked on the door. When there was no response, he murmured in confusion, "Is she not here?" Pushing the door open, he walked in.

He immediately saw Ma Xiaorong sitting in front of her computer. Her face was flushed as she stared intently at the screen. "Aunt Xiao Rong, what are you so focused on? You didn’t even hear me knock."

"Ah!" Startled from her trance, Ma Xiaorong hastily pulled her hand from between her thighs. When she saw it was Chen Yang, her face lit up with surprise and delight. She rushed to his side and threw her arms around him in a tight hug. "You scared me to death! I thought a patient had barged in."

"Aunt Xiao Rong, I just quenched your thirst yesterday. Are you wanting more already?" Chen Yang glanced at the tangled bodies on the computer screen and began to tease her. He hadn’t expected her to be this horny—watching porn and touching herself during work hours. The sight made his own erection tremble and stand at attention.

Ma Xiaorong’s pretty face turned scarlet. "It’s all your fault. Ever since you made me feel that way yesterday, my soul has just been floating. I can’t stop thinking about you."

"Thinking about what?" Chen Yang smiled, letting his hands roam over her delicate body.

"About your big cock, of course! I want it to fuck me hard."

Feeling his hand caress her, Ma Xiaorong’s eyes grew hazy with desire. She grabbed the hard erection pressing against her stomach and pleaded, "Chen Yang, give it to me. I want it right now."

"Aunt Xiao Rong, you’re really something else. So wet... how long have you been touching yourself? You’re completely soaked down there." As he spoke, Chen Yang felt the flood between her legs and slipped three fingers right inside.

"Nngh... ah..." The sudden invasion made Ma Xiaorong let out an ecstatic moan. "Ooh... you naughty boy... I don’t want your fingers... I want your big treasure..."