"Hehe, hubby, does it feel good to do it inside?"
"Don't worry, there won't be any problems. I've calculated the days already."
Wang Chunli said with a giggly smile, her face beaming with satisfaction and a hint of wantonness.
I didn't say anything, just lying there, looking at the ceiling, panting heavily.
In the time that followed, while we basked in the afterglow of our passions, we started chatting with her.
She kept praising me for how amazing I was, for how good it felt just now, how valiant I was, compared to her husband—it was just worlds apart.
Men, after all, like to be praised by women, especially for being capable in that particular field.
Listening to these compliments, my vanity was greatly satisfied.
Wang Chunli wasn't content with just one time; taking advantage of the fact that the kids were still asleep, we went at it twice more, until the cries of the children forced us to stop and start tidying up.