Through the thin fabric, he could feel she was not wearing a bra. The full, soft feeling of her flesh, though certainly not parable to the ultimate huge breasts of his mother-in-law, was in no way smaller than the size of Chloe or Nancy.
Of course, the feeling was pletely different. Chloe was soft and full of milk, while his sister-in-law Nancy was particularly firm.
And the contact from Blanche’s breast flesh felt exceptionally soft, seemingly reminding you at all times that this was a mature young married woman.
Blanche looked up, smiling naturally and charmingly. Luis was no novice, so naturally he did not say much, just smirked and said, "Sister, are you not wearing a bra? It feels so soft."
"Wearing one in summer is so stuffy and hot. Is it soft? I should be about the same size as Nancy."
Blanche smiled coquettishly, even vigorously rubbing her chest against him. This was absolutely blatant seduction.
The urban village had many small bars and small singing rooms. Blanche led him to a very elegant quiet bar, familiarly greeted the bartender, ordered a fruit platter and a bottle of Chivas Regal, then took Luis upstairs.
"I do many part-time jobs, all of the kind that take advantage of opportunities."
The bar on the second floor above the market was quite spacious. Blanche chose a dead-end corner by the window, a relatively hidden and nicely decorated booth.
"This place was opened by a former student of mine. She was lucky, married a local. Her family owns this building and collects the rent themselves. After having a child, she felt bored and opened this little bar."
"Relying on her husband, and her father-in-law’s relatives and friends, they built up the business. When it is busy, I e here to work part-time, and the pay is quite good."
Blanche said with a smile, "It is the same with the Store, or being a car model. The most profitable times are the peak seasons when they are short-handed."
Originally, there were two rows of seats facing each other, but she sat in the same seat as Luis. The lighting in the bar was very dim, and immediately he could smell the mature woman’s fragrance on her.
The bartender quickly brought out the snack platter, Chivas Regal, ice bucket, and glasses.
Blanche skillfully poured the wine, smiling as she said, "Whatever part-time job makes money, I do it. Now I have tried almost everything except selling my body."
"Let’s have a drink."
It was clear she was very depressed and wanted to vent. So when she raised her glass, Luis did not hesitate, clinked glasses with her, and drank it all in one go.
Blanche poured more wine, then, after thinking for a moment, leaned against Luis’s shoulder, picked up her glass and swirled it, watching the amber liquid spin.
The ice cubes hit the glass with a crisp sound. Luis said softly, "Sister Lei, drink slowly, do not rush."
"I do not want to drink gloomily. I have suffered all kinds of hardships. I just suddenly feel very lonely."
Blanche sighed, thought for a moment, and said, "Luis, did you know that Nancy is a married woman?"
"I know, I even know her husband."
Luis thought, what is this about, digging up dirt?
"So you play such wild games, is it that exciting."
Blanche was somewhat surprised, then smiled mischievously and said, "I misjudged you. I thought you were a devoted fool who had been deceived by her, and was wondering if I should warn you."
"So kind-hearted."
Luis smelled the fragrance on her, and one hand could no longer resist stroking her thigh. It was incredibly smooth, like a peeled egg.
Blanche trembled all over and said, "Yes, seeing you with Nancy, there is one thing I have never been able to figure out."
"What is it."
Blanche allowed the man to caress her sensitive thigh, her face gradually flushing with a drunken red, looking quite seductive. She gritted her teeth and said:
"In my eyes, Nancy is pletely a vase. I cannot understand how she managed to seduce you."
"Why does Sister Lei look so unconvinced."
Luis looked at her chest, rising and falling rapidly with her panting, and could no longer resist grabbing her, making her sit on his lap.
Blanche did not refuse. The feeling of the young married woman’s full, soft buttocks against him was particularly fortable. Luis did not hold back now, his hands directly pushing up from under her tank top.
At her chest, she was likely wearing a tube top. With a light push, there was no obstruction at all. His rough hands directly grasped her full breasts.
They were indeed about the same size as his sister-in-law’s. The difference was that the young married woman’s feel was even softer, like water balloons, giving you a sense that they could be played with roughly.
Her nipples were also about the size of red beans. Though their true appearance could not be seen for now, Luis unceremoniously kneaded them.
Blanche immediately could not control her moans, panting, "I taught her, and after graduation, we kept in touch in the group chat..."
"I really do not want to speak ill of her, but Nancy is too arrogant, looks down on everyone. Yet, her professional skills are not great. With those academic grades, in a slightly more formal vocational school, she simply would not have graduated."
"Moreover, her emotional intelligence is not high, she speaks harshly and often offends people. Most importantly, she is too proud; it is simply impossible for her to please a man."
Blanche’s whole body went soft, the man handling her, breathing heavily, her eyes dazed, she said:
"So I find it even harder to understand. Unless you were infatuated with her beauty and actively seduced her. But given her character, there is no reason for you to treat her so well after you got together."
"So I am thinking... a kept relationship, or a lover relationship. You spending so much money to buy her a car is unreasonable."
It must be said that Blanche had a very sharp eye. The shortings she pointed out truly did exist. Her sister in law, Nancy, indeed had nothing to offer except for her figure and appearance, being pletely a pretty face with no substance.
Most men might lust after her initially, but they would absolutely not be able to tolerate her after a long time together. She was not just a princess, she was pletely a self centered tigress.
"Sister Blanche is afraid I will be cheated out of my money and taken advantage of, right."
Holding the warm, soft body in his arms, and seeing that there was no one around anyway, Luis simply lifted her vest up.
A pair of beautifully rounded breasts, as lovely as watermelons, swayed into view. Her nipples, the size of red beans, were a rose like, vibrant red, particularly cute. His hands kneaded them, and he could not help but lean in, pressing against her chest.
Blanche shuddered for a moment. Luis tasted her using both his hands and mouth. One hand went down to her legs, lifted her short skirt, and stroked her pussy over her panties.
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