Night had grown deep.

The wall clock ticked steadily, its hour hand pointing quietly to two in the morning. The entire old apartment building had fallen into a heavy silence, broken only by the occasional distant rumble of car engines.

I lay on my bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. The stuffy heat under the quilt felt suffocating. I suddenly kicked off the blanket and sat up irritably.

In the darkness, I gasped for air, feeling like a fire was burning in my chest.

"Damn it..." I cursed under my breath and raked my fingers through my hair.

It had been eight full hours since Lin Xinrou left my apartment with Shen Shuai. In those eight hours, I had taken three cold showers, desperately trying to extinguish the restless evil fire raging inside me.

But it was useless.

The moment I closed my eyes, my mind replayed the evening scene like a nonstop movie. Lin Xinrou bending over in that thin off-white loungewear, the fabric clinging tightly to her back and massive ass, outlining two perfect, mouth-watering round arcs. The soft, plump, snow-white thighs exposed beneath the hem. And most dangerously — the breathtaking side view of her enormous F-cup breasts hanging heavily in the open neckline, threatening to spill out at any moment.

"It’s driving me crazy..." I muttered, glancing down.

My cock was still rock-hard, standing tall like an iron rod, throbbing painfully with every heartbeat.

I fumbled for the cigarette pack on the nightstand, lit one, and walked barefoot through the dark living room to the balcony. The early summer night wind carried a slight chill.

Leaning against the rusty railing, I took a deep drag. The smoke filled my lungs, offering a brief moment of numbness.

"Haa..." I exhaled a thick cloud of smoke that quickly dissipated into the night.

"That little bastard Shen Shuai..." I whispered, remembering the cunning smile on the twelve-year-old boy’s face before he left. "He definitely saw everything."

Modern kids were far more precocious than we were at his age. He knew I lusted after his mother — and instead of being angry, he seemed almost... encouraging. All for a PS5 and some games?

I sneered to myself. "What a cost-effective deal. One console in exchange for two top-tier women. Lin Xinrou, you worked so hard to raise that son... and he’s willing to sell you out for video games. What a failure as a mother."

As I smoked, my eyes wandered aimlessly. The balconies in this old building were close together, separated only by thin frosted glass panels.

My gaze drifted to the right — Room 502.

A faint warm yellow light glowed through the frosted glass.

She’s still awake?

Curiosity and desire pulled me closer. I pressed my eye to the narrow gap between the glass and the wall — a perfect peephole I had never noticed before.

Through the half-meter-wide opening in the curtains of the master bedroom, I could see inside.

My breath caught.

Lin Xinrou walked into view, fresh from a shower. Her golden-blonde hair was loosely tied up, with damp strands clinging to her fair neck. She wore an extremely thin champagne-colored silk nightdress that clung to her body like mist.

The ceiling light shone directly down on her, making the already sheer fabric nearly transparent.

Hiss—

I sucked in a sharp breath. My fingers trembled, dropping hot ash onto my foot. I didn’t feel the burn.

It was spectacular.

Under the strong backlight, every mature curve of her body was revealed without mercy. Her massive F-cup breasts hung naturally, heavy and full, swaying gently with her movements. The thin silk clung to them, clearly outlining two hardened nipples poking against the fabric like tempting little peaks.

Gulp.

I swallowed hard, throat burning.

Lin Xinrou seemed completely unaware she was being watched. She raised her arms, stretching languidly with a soft, tired moan that drifted across the quiet night.

"Mm..."

The soundproofing here was truly terrible. In the dead of night, even her smallest sigh reached my ears clearly.

As she stretched, the short nightdress rode up her thick, creamy thighs, nearly exposing the hidden triangle between her legs. Her heavy breasts lifted and jiggled, straining the silk until the faint outlines of her areolas became visible.

"Sister Lin... you’re going to kill me..." I whispered hoarsely, pressing closer to the gap, afraid to miss even a second.

She lowered her arms. Her enormous breasts bounced heavily, creating lewd waves of flesh. Then she turned, giving me a perfect view of her round, plump ass as the nightdress clung tightly to it. Each step made her buttocks sway seductively.

The bed creaked as she lay down. A soft click followed — the light went out.

Though my vision was cut off, my hearing became razor-sharp in the darkness. I pressed my ear against the cold wall.

A helpless sigh came from next door.

"Can’t sleep again?" I whispered to the wall. "Is it because of that scumbag ex-husband? Or the pressure of raising two kids alone? Sister Lin... with a body like yours, lying in that big bed every night... don’t you feel empty? Haven’t you thought about finding a man to fill you up?"

The bed creaked again as she tossed and turned.

In my mind, I could picture it perfectly: her heavy breasts squishing against the mattress, the nightdress riding up to reveal her full, soft ass and thick thighs.

Bang!

I slammed my fist against the wall. The last thread of reason snapped.

I threw away the cigarette and rushed into the bathroom like a beast in heat. Without turning on the light, I locked the door, leaned against the cold tiles, and yanked down my underwear.

My throbbing cock sprang out, painfully hard and leaking.

I grabbed it with a sweaty palm and began stroking furiously.

"Lin Xinrou... Lin Xinrou..." I growled like a wild animal.

In my fantasy, I wasn’t spying from the balcony.

I held a spare key — one Shen Shuai had secretly made for me. I quietly opened the door to Room 502 and slipped into her bedroom like a ghost.

Moonlight spilled across the bed, illuminating her sleeping form. The silk nightdress had ridden up, exposing her creamy thighs and the soft curve of her ass.

I approached the bed and gently touched her shoulder.

"Hmm..." Lin Xinrou stirred, eyes fluttering open. Terror filled her blue eyes when she saw me. "Tianyi?! How did you get in here?! What are you doing?!"

I pinned her wrists above her head. "What am I doing? Sister Lin, you’re so smart. Can’t you tell?"

"Let me go! Xiao Shuai and Yufei are right next door!" she struggled desperately, voice trembling.

"Don’t worry. They’re sleeping soundly. And with this building’s terrible soundproofing... if you scream too loud, they’ll wake up and see their respected mother getting fucked by the neighbor next door."

"You... you’re shameless! I thought of you as a good person!" Tears streamed down her face.

"Good person? I never wanted to be your ’good brother.’" I tore her nightdress open with a loud rip.

Her magnificent F-cup breasts spilled out, bouncing heavily. The pink nipples were already stiff.

I grabbed one roughly, kneading the soft, heavy flesh. "So fucking perfect..."

"No... don’t touch there... please..." she begged, but her voice carried an involuntary moan.

I sucked hard on the other nipple, biting gently. Her body arched like it had been electrocuted.

My hand slid down her stomach and forced her plump thighs apart.

"No! Not there!" she cried, trying to close her legs.

I spread them wide, pressing them against her chest, completely exposing her glistening pussy.

"You’re already so wet, Sister Lin. How long has it been since you’ve had a man?"

I aimed my thick, throbbing cock at her entrance and thrust forward brutally.

Squelch—!

"Ahhh!!!" Lin Xinrou screamed as my massive shaft stretched her tight, long-unused pussy to its limit.

"So fucking tight..." I groaned in ecstasy.

In the bathroom, my hand moved like a piston. The fantasy grew wilder.

I fucked her mercilessly, the bed creaking violently. Her huge breasts bounced wildly with every thrust. Her cries of pain slowly turned into shameful moans of pleasure.

"Tianyi... too deep... I’m going to break... ahhh!!"

Her body suddenly convulsed. Her pussy clamped down like a vice as she came hard, squirting hot juices around my cock.

"Fuck—!"

In reality, I roared and exploded. Thick ropes of hot cum shot out, splattering the tiled wall in the dark.

I leaned against the wall, panting heavily, legs weak.

After catching my breath, I turned on the light and looked at myself in the mirror. My eyes were bloodshot, hair messy, but burning with insane determination.

The fantasy felt so real... but it wasn’t enough.

I needed the real thing.

"Don’t worry... I won’t rush," I whispered to my reflection. "But I will have you, Lin Xinrou. And your daughter too."

Tomorrow, I would talk seriously with that little devil Shen Shuai.

The deal was on.