Chapter 2
Shen Lijuan was a woman with a bitter fate. Barely a month after marrying into the village, her husband died. The villagers whispered that she was a jinx, a husband-killer. Others might not know the truth, but how could Shen Lijuan not? It was all because her husband, Gensheng, couldn't control himself. Smitten by her beauty, he spent days on end ravishing her at home. She enjoyed it, sure, but Gensheng? He was done for—exhausted to death.
"He died and got off easy, but I'm the one left suffering, living like a widow all these years!" Shen Lijuan grumbled inwardly, glancing at Longgen.
The boy was quite handsome—sharp brows, bright eyes, standing about 5'11" tall. Though only in his early twenties, he had a sturdy build. Such a pity, though—he was impotent. Couldn't perform in bed.
Being impotent was bad enough, but then a bolt of lightning struck, frying his brain and leaving him dim-witted. On top of that, abandoned by his parents, Shen Lijuan felt a pang of pity and treated Longgen with extra care.
Longgen, unaware of his aunt's thoughts, was scheming in his head. One look told him she was in heat. In the countryside, with no card games, drinking, or karaoke to pass the time, what else could a lonely woman do but fantasize about some action?
'Not touch? Then I'd be a real idiot. Aunt's breasts are huge. But if I touch, I might give myself away.' Longgen wasn't dumb. If he got carried away, his "impotence" cover would be blown.
'Screw it! Why pass up a freebie? My impotence is cured, and I can keep playing the fool! Damn it, I'm touching. Gotta touch! Eighteen kinds of touching...'
"Hehe, A-Aunt, touch, touch..." Longgen drooled, grinning foolishly, eyes locked on Shen Lijuan's full chest. So big, so plump, and braless, swaying temptingly.
Shen Lijuan snapped out of her thoughts, her cheeks flushing slightly. If anyone else had said that, she'd have slapped them silly. But seeing it was her "foolish" cousin, she let it slide.
Thinking of Longgen's pitiful state and her own unbearable loneliness, she gently loosened one side of her dress. A plump, white mound, like a steamed bun, slipped out, with two red cherries trembling slightly atop.
"Little Long, come, put your hand here. Aunt will let you touch..." Shen Lijuan grabbed Longgen's hand and pressed it onto her soft chest. "Mmm... ah..."