Corrupting the Single Mother

Chapter 1: Chapter 1: New Neighbors

The sensor lights in the old apartment building were always half a beat slow. Dragging my tired body up the last step to the fifth floor with a heavy briefcase, I couldn’t help muttering, "This damn light... I need to report it to property management tomorrow. I pay so much in fees every month, yet they can’t even change a bulb."

As a standard 25-year-old office worker, my life was as boring and predictable as a photocopied form. In this second-tier city, I earned a decent salary and rented this mid-range apartment with passable soundproofing. My only real joy was collapsing on the sofa after work and playing my PS5 — the one I’d spent half a month’s salary on — slaughtering enemies in virtual worlds.

"Should I continue Elden Ring tonight or slaughter some monsters in God of War to vent..." I thought, pulling out my keys and heading toward Room 501 at the end of the corridor.

But when I turned the corner, I froze.

The usually empty hallway was now packed with cardboard boxes and woven bags spilling colorful clothes and daily necessities. The door to Room 502 — vacant for nearly half a year — stood wide open, warm yellow light spilling out along with soft thuds and a woman’s gentle panting.

"Oh dear... this box of books is so heavy. I should’ve left it at the old house."

A soft, slightly helpless female voice came from inside.

Then a woman’s back appeared.

She was bent over, struggling to move a heavy cardboard box. Her light gray cotton loungewear clung to her body, perfectly outlining a mature, voluptuous figure. Her waist had a soft fullness that flowed into wide, round hips and an incredibly plump, peach-shaped ass that jiggled slightly with every effort.

Her golden-blonde hair was tied back messily, a few sweaty strands sticking to her fair neck. The sunset glow from the corridor window gave her a golden halo.

"Phew... I can’t move it anymore." She straightened up, wiped her forehead, and turned around.

Our eyes met.

She had a gentle, beautiful face with a mature charm and striking mixed-race features — especially those clear blue eyes that widened in surprise.

"Oh! I’m so sorry!" She stepped back quickly, hands clasped awkwardly. "Are our things blocking the way? I’ll move them right away. The moving company left in a hurry and there’s still so much stuff..."

Her voice was soft and pleasant, but I barely heard it.

When she stepped back, her loose neckline gaped open due to gravity and her heavy breathing. A suffocating sight filled my vision.

Enormous F-cup breasts, barely contained by the soft fabric, created a deep, bottomless cleavage. The fair, soft flesh rose and fell with each breath, trembling heavily. freewebnovёl.ƈom

I swallowed hard and forced my eyes away, putting on my best friendly-neighbor smile.

"It’s fine, really. I live next door in 501. Name’s Wang Tianyi. You just moved in today?"

Hearing I was a neighbor, she relaxed and smiled warmly. "Nice to meet you, Mr. Wang. I’m Lin Xinrou. I moved in today with my kids. We’ll be seeing a lot of each other, so please bear with us if we cause any disturbance."

"Just call me Tianyi. No need for Mr. Wang." I smiled, glancing at the heavy boxes. "Sister Lin, it must be tough moving all this alone. Let me help with that heavy one — you might hurt your back."

Lin Xinrou hesitated, embarrassed. "How can I trouble you? You just got off work..."

"It’s no problem. I sit in an office all day — moving boxes will do me good." I rolled up my sleeves, bent down, and lifted the heavy box with a grunt. It was full of books, but manageable.

As I carried it inside, a cold, impatient girl’s voice came from the doorway.

"Mom, I told you I’d help after cleaning the bedroom. Your back isn’t good — what if you strain it?"

I looked up and felt another surge of heat.

A beautiful 18- or 19-year-old girl leaned against the doorframe. She had the same golden-blonde hair as her mother, cut into neat shoulder-length strands. Her features were sharper and more youthful, with a tsundere, guarded expression.

She wore a tight white crop top that hugged her perky C-cup breasts and showed off her toned midriff with faint abs. Below, extremely short denim hot pants revealed long, slender, dazzling white legs that seemed to glow in the sunset.

Completely different from her mother’s ripe, soft voluptuousness — this was youthful, firm, and full of tense vitality.

"Yufei, don’t be rude," Lin Xinrou frowned. "This is Brother Wang from next door. He’s kindly helping us move things."

Shen Yufei gave me a quick, dismissive once-over. "Oh. Hello."

Her tone was cold, like I was insignificant.

I carried the box inside, pretending not to mind. The living room was messy, but I set it down where she pointed.

When I turned around, Lin Xinrou had followed me in. We suddenly stood very close — less than half a meter apart.

Her mature woman’s scent — floral shower gel mixed with warm body fragrance — hit me strongly. I could clearly see the deep, snowy-white cleavage and the heavy outline of her F-cups rising and falling.

"Oh, careful!" She tripped on a package and stumbled forward.

I quickly caught her arms. They were incredibly soft and warm, full of plush flesh.

Because of the momentum, her massive breasts came dangerously close to pressing against my chest. I could feel their heat and weight.

"Huh... that scared me." Lin Xinrou patted her chest, making those huge breasts jiggle violently. She looked up at me gratefully, cheeks slightly flushed. "Thank you, Tianyi. If you hadn’t caught me, I would’ve fallen badly."

"No problem at all, Sister Lin. There’s a lot of stuff on the floor — be careful." I reluctantly let go, fighting the burning heat in my groin.

After helping a bit more, I politely excused myself.

Just as I reached my door, excited footsteps and a boy’s voice rang out.

"Wow!!!"

A clever-looking 12- or 13-year-old boy stared wide-eyed at the God of War limited edition poster on my door, then at the PS5 logo.

"Brother! You have a PS5?! Do you have God of War? Spider-Man?!"

Shen Shuai looked at me with pure fanaticism.

I smiled kindly. "I have them all."

The boy’s eyes sparkled. I already had an idea forming in my mind.

Back inside my apartment, I sat on the sofa, replaying the scenes in my head: Lin Xinrou’s overflowing F-cup cleavage, her soft mature body, Shen Yufei’s long legs and tsundere face.

My cock hardened rapidly, pushing up a huge tent in my pants.

"Lin Xinrou... Shen Yufei..."

Under my ordinary, friendly exterior hid a beast filled with dark desire and possessiveness. Today, that beast had finally broken its chains. frёewebηovel.cѳm

I wanted to fuck the gentle, mature mother until she screamed. I wanted to break the proud daughter’s defenses and make her cry under me.

I wanted to own both of them completely.

It was crazy. Dangerous. But the fire had already been lit.

I glanced at the PS5. Shen Shuai would be the perfect key.

The game had just begun.