LOGINGiving up on sleep, Changying stepped from her bed and headed for the kitchen, thinking a cool drink might help settle her fevered imagination. Having got her drink she was sitting in the lounge room in the dark considering her latest research project for Wang and how it affected her dreams when her mother stumbled in throwing on the light making Changying shriek and shield her eyes, "Mother!!"
"Oh, sorry baby." Her mother flicked off the light switch and tiptoed towards her collapsing on the couch beside her. "What are you doing awake?"
"Just thinking about some research at work," she looked at the beautiful woman beside her.
"Oh baby I had the best night..." Chunhua launched into her latest sexual escapade and Changying listened distractedly.
"You know this isn't something you should probably be sharing with your daughter, right?" Changying stopped her mother's explicit recount. Chunhua had the good grace to look shamefaced briefly. "Chunhua," Changying began, she rarely called the woman mother anymore unless scolding her, "You let guys spank you, right? What about the rest of BDSM type stuff, you into it?"
Chunhua's eyes lit up, "Ooh yes." She said half dreamily. "Men in control and treating a woman like a woman." Then she looked at her daughter shrewdly, "You met someone new! Tell me everything! When do I get to meet him?"
"No, it's not like that," Changying blushed, "Plus I am hardly going to bring anyone I am interested home to meet the cougar again, am I?" her voice was full of disdain.
To her credit, Chunhua looked shamefaced, "I am truly sorry baby. I wish it hadn't happened, truly I do. It won't ever happen again. I promise. He was a dud fuck, anyway. I saved you actually. Forgive me, baby," she wheedled.
"Its fine," Changying gave in even though she knew it wasn't fine, "If he was going to cheat, he would have cheated anyway. It just would have been better if it wasn't with you. Then I could have someone to hate."
"I love you too baby," Chunhua hugged Changying tightly. "Ooh just wait a sec," Chunhua wandered off to her room kicking off her shoes and rummaging around in her shelf before returning. "Here read this," she threw a small book at Changying. "They say it's a true story and will probably help heaps with your questions. It's got more than just spanking! It's such a hot story." Chunhua winked at Changying and turned back to her bedroom. "See you in the morning," her giggle followed her as the door closed.
Changying turned on a dim table lamp and looked at the book in her hands. A well read copy of the 'Story of O' looked back at her. Intrigued by Chunhua's obvious excitement about it, she opened it and began to read. 'She consented to this abuse,' her mind kept rolling over as she read, 'for love,' truthfully the story was confusing her. The scenes in the Roissy where O was beaten then fucked then beaten again strangely intrigued her rather than repulsed her.
At 6 am, hotter and more bothered than she had been earlier in the night. Changying marked the page she was on and went to shower and dress for work. She yelled at her mother to wake up as she went past her room in both directions, "Don't make me come in there with cold water," Changying called out.
Ten minutes later Changying rolled her eyes as her flaky mother hobbled into the kitchen, claiming she was allergic to champagne, "I don't know what it is. Every time I drink champagne I end up with bruises on my shins."
"Because you're a clumsy drunk," Changying muttered under her breath, louder she said, "You should probably stop drinking champagne then."
"Oh but I love the way the bubbles tickle my nose," Chunhua fell into a chair, and Changying brought her strong black coffee.
Chunhua had become the quintessential cougar since Changying's father had left them six years ago, forcing Changying to attend university parties just so she could tag along. Changying didn't mind so much. She was quiet and studious, and the boys at school never paid any attention to her until her mother burst onto the scene. Within six months of separating, Chunhua had taken on the title of MILF like a badge of honour ensuring Changying got invited to sensational parties as long as she brought Chunhua along.
Somewhere in the last couple of years, mother and daughter had exchanged roles. Changying looked after the house, the bills and sat up worrying at night while Chunhua was out partying. It was Changying who got her mother up for work in the morning and reminded her of appointments and important dates, while Chunhua grumbled, showered and went to the gym.
Seeing Chunhua awake and getting her shit together for the day Changying grabbed her bag and keys, slipping the half read copy of O into her bag she turned toward the door. "Try not to be late for work, Chunhua. They will fire you one of these days, and I don't earn enough to keep us in this lavish style," she laughed looking around the small run down house.
"My job is so boring, I want to come to work with you and read kinky books all day," Chunhua giggled, "Hey! Why don't we go to the Hellfire club with me this weekend, if you want to know more about BDSM?"
"It's research, Chunhua!" Changying grimaced at the thought of seeing her mother at a BDSM club and ignored the invitation, "Don't be late for work again, okay?" Chunhua nodded, and Changying left for work not waiting to hear her mothers sighed response.
Changying heard the door open and looked up as Wang came in. Placing the book carefully on the table she uncurled her feet and stood smiling. "Hi. How was your meeting?"Returning her smile Wang looked her over remembering the passionate and exciting sex of the night before. She had seemed insatiable as they come up to the apartment and he had fucked her hard until they both passed out from exhaustion. Seeing her voluptuous curves in the red and black outfit made him want her again and his smile widened. He closed the distance between them and bent his head, "You look very," he paused searching for the right word. His mouth curved into a smirk and he murmured, "fuckable," his mouth taking hers in a deep kiss."I am not really sure this is the right outfit for work," she whispered blushing. His hand had travelled up her thigh and was caressing her naked ass."You could be right, I am finding it very distracting and I beli
Changying woke slowly from a deep sleep taking in the unfamiliar surroundings of Wang Wei's bedroom and a consistent beeping. 'Oh shit,' she thought, 'What have I done?' Sliding from the bed she wrapped the sheet around her and went in search of the beeping. She found her clothes neatly folded on a chair in the bedroom with her purse and phone lying on top.She picked up her beeping phone, and turned the alarm off having not remembered setting it. She checked her messages, several from Chunhua which she ignored for now, and one from Wang.The apartment was eerily quiet as she padded to the bathroom while reading the message. He had left for an early meeting and would be back to collect her by nine. Changying quickly showered and redressed, discarding her ripped pantyhose and rinsing out her filthy panties hoping the flimsy fabric would dry enough in an hour to be wearable again.The apartment, far from the palatial palac
"I can walk, put me down," Changying squirmed in his arms, but he merely threw her over his shoulder and smacked her ass several times as she gasped without much conviction, "Ow, hey!"Carrying the buxom girl over his shoulder, her plump ass bouncing under the smacks he gave her, Wang knew he wanted her tonight. He knew he wanted her his way, not like those halfhearted fucks he got from the bimbo's he normally had one night stands with. This girl appealed to him on so many levels, and he wanted to see the sexual energy he knew they could have together. He just hoped he was right and that her needs matched his.Opening the car door he strapped her into the seatbelt again his hand grabbing a breast tightly, looking deeply into her eyes. "You have been a delightful surprise today," his eyes twinkled. Changying whimpered not struggling at all as his hand squeezed her breast cruelly. When he let her go she breathed deeply not realising she had he
She walked out into the living room and realised Chunhua was not looking happy, "Oh I agree whole heartedly, Chunhua. There's a lot to be said for age, but I am not a young stud out to sow his wild oats and learn the ropes so to speak. So you need to back off already," Wang's voice was hard."Oh, Chunhua, You promised!" Changying was overjoyed that for once a man she thought she liked didn't fall into Chunhua's bed. But she was also heartbroken that her mother would try to do it again. She sighed resigned to life with Chunhua and walked to the door, "Don't say anything," Changying looked at her mother sadly, "I have heard it all before," and she walked out.They drove in silence. Heading into the shadier side of the city and Wang pulled up at a warehouse. It was brightly lit, and she could see people milling around the entrance, waiting. She stepped out of the car when he opened the door and offered his hand. Even in the heels, he dwarfed he
"I was wondering, do you want to come with me to my thing tonight? That is if you feel up to going out tonight?" Wang sounded unsure, even to himself, but one look at the surprised girl made him smile. She was so unassuming, where most girls would have hinted at him for an invitation. This meek little mouse seemed to be totally thrown by his words.Changying gaped at him, "I... I mean...." She opened and closed her mouth several times, but nothing came out. Swallowing noisily she suddenly blurted, "I wouldn't have anything to wear. I don't go out that much, and I am sure it's a swanky do you're going to."He laughed loudly, "Swanky do?""Well you know what I mean. Best I just go home, I am not cut out for soiree's with the rich and famous," She lowered her eyes, hiding her disappointment behind her long fringe. She had enjoyed the dinner more than she would have thought possible before today's events.
Taking her hand he led her from the building as they approached his car Changying stopped, "What about my car? How will I get to work tomorrow?""We will worry about that tomorrow," His grip on her hand tightened and he pulled her forcefully to his car pushing her in the open door and once again strapping her into the seatbelt himself making sure it was tight. His hand lingered over the pink spots still decorating her chest and he smiled.Getting into the car, he drove out at speed. She watched the city fly by her before pulling up at an Italian restaurant. He ushered her in and ordered for them quickly, "We'll share," he said by way of explanation.The wine arrived almost immediately, and she put her hand over her glass, "I don't think I should drink on an empty stomach.""Nonsense, the food will be here in a moment. Try a little. It's a good bottle." The waiter encouraged and she removed her hand l