Chapter 1487: Behind the Plastic Sheet
The door was unlocked
The bathroom door opened.
A gush of hot steam filled the air, hitting Dong Xuebing's face and nose. He even got splashed with water vapor. The steam carried the scent of shampoo and shower gel, but upon closer inspection, he could still catch the fragrance of Sister Xu and Sister Zhang, each with their distinctive scent. Sister Xu had a subtle fragrance, while Sister Zhang had a more assertive one.
The steam was thick, creating a misty atmosphere inside the bathroom.
Dong Xuebing didn't close the door after entering, and some steam squeezed through the gap. Along with that, the visibility inside gradually improved.
"Xuebing."
"Ah, Sister Xu."
"Go on and use the toilet."
"Okay, sorry for the inconvenience."
"No problem. I forgot to ask you before taking a shower."
Dong Xuebing took a couple of steps forward, found the toilet, and lifted the lid, but his gaze unintentionally drifted to the plastic waterproof curtain where Sister Xu's voice was coming from. The curtain had a ring and a hanging rope, enclosing a bathroom corner. Steam continued to rise, and although he couldn't see behind the curtain, Dong Xuebing could see the suspended part below the curtain, revealing four pairs of beautiful white feet. One pair was clean, with a barely noticeable scar on the ankle undoubtedly Sister Xu's, a reminder of an injury from her younger days during regular training in State Security. The other pair had toenails painted in bright red nail polish, unmistakably belonging to Sister Zhang.
Four pairs of white feet, all attractive.
"Xuebing, haven't you finished yet?"
"Haha, this guy must be nervous."
"We can't see you. Free your hands."
Dong Xuebing felt awkward and quickly responded. He undid his pants, but with two beautiful women half a meter away, he, being a thin-skinned guy, couldn't concentrate. Although he felt the urge to urinate, he just couldn't make it happen. He kept glancing sideways.
Half a minute passed.
One minute passed.
Dong Xuebing became increasingly embarrassed, and the more uncomfortable he felt, the more difficult it became. No, he's too nervous. Relax a bit, a bit more.
But still, nothing happened.
Both women inside were middle-aged, and they probably guessed Dong Xuebing's mental state. They didn't urge him further and continued washing themselves. The showerhead was turned on again with a loud splash, and water flowed below the curtain. Dong Xuebing even saw another hand on Zhang Longjuan's foot, lathering shower gel.
"Old Xu, stop pushing me."
"You're crowding me."
"Don't push. I can't stand steadily."
"Hey, why are you pushing me?"
"But you pushed me first."
"There's so little space. You make do."
"Why don't you make do? You're standing in my spot."
"Don't push. You old lady, stop messing around. Xuebing is outside." Two women in their forties fight like little girls; it's a joke for the kid.
With this push and shove, Dong Xuebing had a good feast for his eyes.
Certainly, one couldn't see inside with the plastic curtain in between.
But as they pushed and shoved each other, their bodies unavoidably pressed against the plastic curtain, and the showerhead inside was still running. Sister Xu and Sister Zhang were soaked, and the plastic curtain inevitably clung to their bodies upon contact. The first to almost expose herself was Zhang Longjuan; the plastic stuck to her thighs, outlining the curves clearly. Dong Xuebing could even see the shape of her legs, and some flesh tones were visible. When Sister Zhang removed the plastic from her legs, the next one to be stuck was Sister Xu. It seemed like Sister Xu was pushed by Sister Zhang and Sister Xu's entire body was pressed against the plastic curtain. Her lower legs and buttocks were against it, and even the contours of her back were imprinted on the plastic curtain. However, Sister Xu had undergone over twenty years of grappling training and had a background in the military, and Sister Zhang, being a pampered businesswoman, couldn't compete with her. Sister Xu suffered a bit of a disadvantage, and in the next moment, she counterattacked. Dong Xuebing wasn't sure if she twisted Sister Zhang's arm, but he saw Zhang Longjuan's body suddenly stick to the plastic curtain.
Ah, the blissful plastic curtain.
Dong Xuebing sighed with a warm nose.
After experiencing such a lively scene, Dong Xuebing lost all interest in using the toilet. After the two women calmed down, Dong Xuebing didn't have the opportunity to enjoy the view again. He looked around and noticed the washing machine, which he hadn't noticed before. He saw that Sister Xu and Sister Zhang's clothes were placed on top of the washing machine, covered with a piece of plastic, perhaps to prevent them from getting wet or maybe because they knew Dong Xuebing was coming in temporarily covered by Sister Xu. However, some parts were still exposed.
Shirt collars.
The pantyhose lines on the thigh.
And a thin red strap, possibly a bra.
Dong Xuebing once again had a feast for his eyes, and gradually, his mood relaxed.
At this moment, the sound of the showerhead stopped. Only Sister Xu said, "Xuebing, are you still there?"
"Cough, I'm coming, I'm coming." Dong Xuebing had been trying to urinate for a long time, so he hurriedly tried again.
Sister Xu hummed, "Old Zhang and I have finished washing. It's time to go out and get dressed. How much longer do you need? Or should we take the bath towels ourselves?"
"I should be done soon. Okay, I'll get them for you."
"They are on the shelf, bring two."
Dong Xuebing pulled up his pants and reached for two white bath towels, pushing them onto the plastic curtain. "Here you go. Uh, how should I give them to you?"
"Don't open the curtain. Hmm, pass them through from below." Sister Xu was always generous and carefree when dealing with Dong Xuebing alone. However, maybe because her old classmate was also present, Sister Xu couldn't be as casual as before. It was only human nature.
Then, the women's hands inside lifted the plastic curtain a bit.
Dong Xuebing could now see Sister Xu and Sister Zhang's knees and lower legs, and even a little higher on their knees. He suppressed his heartbeat and bent over to pass the bath towels. Sister Xu then took one, and immediately after, Sister Zhang took the other.
"Did you wash your hands before taking the towels?" Zhang Longjuan's laughter echoed.
Dong Xuebing chuckled, "Oops, forgot. Let me get two more."
Zhang Longjuan said, "It's okay, sister doesn't mind if you're dirty. Old Xu, are you changing?"
Sister Xu replied, "I'm not that particular."
Zhang Longjuan said, "Haha, then it's okay. Old Xu doesn't mind you either."
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