The allure of a woman's intimate garment was something Zhang Ziwen couldn't resist. Being at an age full of youthful vigor, he was overwhelmed by visual temptations that made his body hot and his reaction formidable. He had an impulse to pick up a piece of underwear for a closer admiration, but after several sips of coffee, he managed to suppress the flame in his belly.
Currently lounging on the couch, Zhang Ziwen remembered the two girls. He wasn't sure about Tang Shu and Chen Ya's status, but he presumed that they went back to school since he was released from the police station.
Thinking about them, Zhang Ziwen smiled subtly. The two girls were quite adorable, especially Tang Shu, who had a lively and cute character. Her large, clear, and beautiful eyes were compelling, being in her youth similar to a blooming flower. With her beauty, she must have been a school belle.
While reminiscing, he remembered the sensation of her body brushing against his arm. A captivating thought, indeed; one that lingered.
He lounged on the couch for a short nap and wandered aimlessly around the streets for a while after awakening. Done killing time, he stopped at a food stall and ate a haphazard meal. By the time he returned to the store, dusk had already set in.
It was prime time on this street with the highest pedestrian volume and the best business hours. The shops were brightly lit, and the hustle and bustle of people coming and going made the area quite lively.
Zhang Ziwen pulled down the roller door early. Out of sight, out of mind. Being tasked to sell women's intimate items in this place was a bit too demanding for him.
Upstairs, there was a one-room unit. Despite it being small, it was well-equipped with a living room, bedroom, bathroom, kitchen, and a small balcony. The living room, though small, was both simple and elegant, featuring three pale yellow couches, a glass coffee table, and a rear-projection home theater system with a high-end sound system. The white walls featured a few watercolor paintings in glass frames which were too abstract to recognize. The overall layout of the living room was refreshing and comfortable.
After taking a shower, he brewed a cup of tea and lit a cigarette. Flicking through more than a dozen channels after turning on the television, he found nothing worth watching. Spotting the DVDs in transparent boxes on the coffee table, he randomly picked one out and played it on the DVD player.
However, his eyes were soon glued to the screen. The female lead's fair skin, enticing pose, and soft moaning sounds immediately aroused his desire, leading to an intense reaction...
The 30-minute adult film left Zhang Ziwen parched. He hadn't expected his cousin to hoard this kind of film.
After the film ended, Zhang Ziwen rushed to take a cold shower to kills the flames of passion. He didn't even bother putting on his underwear and returned to the room naked.
However, age didn't help him. Within half a minute of sitting down, images from the film began reemerging in his mind.
He found himself stuck in a predicament. Why would he watch an adult film without considering the consequences? Now, how will he address his cravings? Where can he find a woman to help him relieve it? Zhang Ziwen sighed in disbelief as he looked at his hand...
Entering the bedroom, he was greeted with a woman's intoxicating fragrance, typical of when a woman resides. The bed was broad and occupied nearly half of the room. The bedding was messily piled up, which indicated that He Li, like Zhang Ziwen, didn't bother tidying her room.
Switching on the wall light, the soft light revealed the room's pink scheme. Along with the furniture, it made it clear that this was a woman's territory. Zhang Ziwen lay naked on the bed, inhaling the faint lingering scent of a woman's body, which fuelled his desire like an aphrodisiac.
Bras, panties, and silk stockings—the intimate items were scattered atop the bedside table. Not knowing whether they were clean or not, they acted like mysterious temptations.
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Early the following morning, the annoying telephone kept ringing nonstop, disrupting Zhang Ziwen's dream. He believed that apart from his cousin, He Li, no one else would call here.
"Lazy! What time is it and you're still sleeping?" He Li's harsh voice came from the telephone.
"... I'm sleepy, let me sleep a bit longer." Zhang Ziwen mumbled sleepily.
"Sleep my ass, get up this instant."
"...Um"
"Did you hear me? Stop lazing around in bed. I'm going to count to 3, and if you're still not up when I get back, you're in for it."
"All right... I'm getting up, don't count." Zhang Ziwen yawned and muttered.
"You must have stayed up late watching TV last night. From now on, you're required to sleep precisely at 10 every night, got it?"
Zhang Ziwen was fully awake now. If He Li found out he had been watching a blue movie, he'd be done for. He was tripping over himself to assure her over the phone: "Yes, yes, I will definitely go to bed early from now on. I'm getting up now, alright?"
"That's fair enough. Have you... have you seen something on the bedside table?" He Li's voice on the phone stumbled.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Ziwen stiffened, looking at some personal items thrown on the floor and hesitated: "Wha... what?"
"The clothes... your sister's undergarments, did you see them?" He Li's tone was forcedly calm.
"Yeah, I think I've seen them, they're all here." Zhang Ziwen tried to sound as calm as possible.
"What do you mean 'you think'? Remember to wash them for me. I left in a hurry and didn't have time to wash them. Do it for me, and I'll reward you when I get back."
"What? You want me to wash... wash these?" Zhang Ziwen's face turned red, even in a phone call he felt embarrassed. But honestly, he'd have to wash them even if He Li hadn't told him to. Not washing them wasn't an option, was it?
"Why not? What's wrong with leaving them unwashed for a few days? It's not like washing them at home will make you lose face. What are you embarrassed about? Alright, enough said, it's settled then. I'm hanging up now." He Li reminded him to open up the shop before saying goodbye. She had a tight grip on him.
He Li's timing was spot on, she called just as he was opening up the shop. By the time he was done with everything upstairs, it was exactly 10 o'clock. Zhang Ziwen had to commend her for that.
The whole day passed without a single sale. Every woman who walked in and saw him would turn pink with embarrassment and leave. Even the few who did stay merely glanced around before quickly leaving. Nobody asked him about prices. Since he just sat on the sofa puffing on his cigarette and sipping on some coffee, it would certainly be strange if anyone actually bought a bra or panties.
By evening, around seven or eight, Zhang Ziwen was starting to wear thin. This was not a job for a man. As he was about to get up and close the shop, a woman entered. A very young and beautiful woman, no older than her early twenties. Her tall, thin frame was accentuated by a light green strappy sundress, and she held a handbag of the same color. She looked both stylish and elegant.
Before the woman had approached, the scent of her perfume drifted over to him. He recognized it instantly: it was Chanel Coco, the same brand He Li used. Zhang Ziwen sniffed instinctively.
Seeing Zhang Ziwen standing by the sofa, the woman paused, a faint blush passing over her beautiful, fair face, adding to her mesmerising allure. Zhang Ziwen's heart fluttered slightly at the sight.
The woman did not behave like the other female customers, turning to leave or just glancing around briefly before escaping. Instead, she stood beside a mannequin dressed in a semi-transparent pale pink crystal lingerie set, appreciating it in detail, even reaching out a hand to feel the material.
The woman's boldness made Zhang Ziwen a tad uncomfortable. He couldn't introduce the products, as he didn't know them well. Ignoring her was an option, but she was too stunning for that. So, he just stood there awkwardly, reaching for a cigarette to puff on, as a way of masking his slightly embarrassed feelings.
The woman nonchalantly perused the shop, stopping here and there to examine something, completely unbothered by the man standing nearby, as if he didn't exist.
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The rush we feel after watching a sensual movie, I think we all can relate. As for what you do after watching, well, that's private, so I won't say much more. Hehe.