There was a frog between her legs. A frog between her legs at the bottom of this muddy well. The frog wasn't even a real frog but it was a man's frog and she didn't know why he had such a perky frog to poke at her between her legs at the bottom of this muddy well.
"Stay still," Peng said in her ear, holding her tighter. "Stay still or I can't guarantee that I'll be able to control myself."
What two people, a man and a woman, were doing at the bottom of a muddy well on such a fine day without any clothes on? It certainly wasn't for a tryst. It was a scheme. An awful scheme to frame the couple up together in the hall of shame for the company employees to laugh and giggle at.
Why would somebody scheme against them?
Well, Peng was a man on the rise in the office. Hardworking, flexible, good attitude, everything. Management and the leaders liked him and were paying more and more attention to him. Unfortunately, his rival, Hanji, was not pleased about this. Not pleased at all because Peng's arrival, the man on the rise had been him. And now Peng had outshone him in every way.
As for how Weiwei got involved, it had been because she was an easy target. Easy prey with no backing and nobody to really look out for her. She was gullible, naive and easily tricked.
One of her females colleagues had called her out during the office team building event to go mountain hiking for the day. She had been given a drink during break time and Weiwei had obediently drunk it. When she woke up, she had found herself naked in Peng's arms at the bottom of this old muddy well.
Peng had been unconscious until she had started moving and trying to get off him. He had unconsciously wrapped his arms around her, moving restlessly until he suddenly woke up. In surprise, he had let her go and stared at her, taking much to long to recognise who she was.
Weiwei guessed that was because she was a relatively unnoticeable new worker in the department. She covered her chest with her arms, looking away and blushing with shame.
"You are... the new girl? Uh, Wei Weiwei, right?"
Right. Weiwei's name was complicatedly uncomplicated. Three words all different characters but all the same tone and sound. It really made an impact wherever she went.
"Yeah," Weiwei made a face at him. "Senior, do you mind if I try to get off you again. This is really uncomfortable."
Peng acquiesced by trying to help stabilise her in the slippery mud so that she could get off him.
"How did we get down here? And where are our clothes?"
Weiwei explained how she had been given a drink of water, gotten dizzy and woken up here on him without clothes.
Peng groaned.
"We've been set up," he ran a hand through his muddy hair and grimaced. His movement knocked Weiwei off balance, causing her to slip and fall forward onto him, knocking the air out of both of them. "Don't, don't move," Peng told Weiwei. "You just landed on my... that part. You know. I'm sorry."
"Sorry. Sorry," Weiwei scrabbled and tried to get off again in a panicked hurry. Unfortunately, she only got up part way to fall back down onto Peng again, making him freeze and hug her tight to himself.
"Stop it. Just. Don't move. Don't make things worse. The mud is too slippery."
And that was how Weiwei had ended up with quite the frog poking at her between the legs at the bottom of a muddy well. Peng kept peeking at her without seeming to mean to and blushing a bright red. Weiwei had frozen herself, afraid to injured the man further. What if he demanded compensation for damaging his little brother later?
After a long moment, still hugging her, he had rolled them over to one side so that they could extricate themselves from each other a little better. Weiwei could help glancing down at the slimy frog that had slithered all over her nether regions just now and making its presence known. It was going to be a sensation she would never be able to forget. Even in her dreams. The more she looked, the stiffer and larger and redder it grew.
"Stop looking," Peng had hissed at her between hi legs, feeling embarrassed at the young lady's stare. "Stop looking. You're making it worse."
"It's quite big," Weiwei commented. "A good size."
"You, you too," Peng had gasped, covering up his aroused lower member.
"Oi," Weiwei hugged her chest.
"I couldn't help it. They were staring me in the face when I woke up."
"Ugh."
After the two had freed themselves, they sat side by side, trying to share body warmth and shivering. Neither dared to look at the other.
"No what?"
"Call for help?"
"Ok. We can try."
In the next moment, both had shouted themselves hoarse before they heard the sound of footsteps and voices above.
A few hours later, they were wrapped in shiny silver thermal blankets, waiting for the ambulance while they embarrassedly reported to their leaders about how they had woken up to find themselves at the bottom of the well. The leaders had frowned, having already sent everyone else back home, but stayed back themselves while waiting for emergency services. It didn't look like they fully believed Peng and Weiwei's stories.
It was only much later in the hospital when both Peng and Weiwei's blood had been found to contain traces of the same sedative that they had exchanged glances.
"You two don't come into work for the next few days," one of the leaders said. "You must have had quite the shock. The hospital said you can both be discharged, so once you've cleaned up and gotten dressed, we'll take you home. As for the matter of the drugging, the police will investigate and give both of you justice."
The leaders had bought Peng and Weiwei some spare clothes, and then drove them home. When Weiwei got home to her apartment, she soaked in a hot bathtub for a long time, unable to get the feeling of Peng's body on her out of her mind.
Peng, in his apartment, had multiple cold showers during the night. By morning, he had caught a cold.
When they returned to work, Weiwei and Peng greeted each other awkwardly, to the amusement of their co-workers who made teasing comments to the couple. Everyone knew that the two had had been found naked at the bottom of a well during the team building exercise. Everyone gossiped and made guesses behind their backs that the two might be more than just co-workers. They didn't seem to know that it had been a set up. Peng and Weiwei had been told not to talk about it either, and so they could only grit their teeth and put up with it.
After a week or so, on a Friday, Peng came across Weiwei during a quiet moment of the work day.
"Will you - will you go out for dinner with me after work?" Peng asked Weiwei who lowered her head.
Weiwei looked down at her feet and then nodded her head in a jerky manner, blushing to the tips of her ears.
"Then meet me outside the cafe downstairs after work and we'll walk to a nearby restaurant."
Weiwei nodded without looking at the man again and scurried away before she combusted. Every time she looked at him, she couldn't help remembering the sensation of his skin on hers and his frog on her...
Stop thinking.
Stop thinking.
Weiwei slapped her cheeks to wake herself up and forcefully pulled her train of thought back to work matters.
Peng, on the other hand, loosened his tie and cleared his throat. Then he glanced down and hurried to the toilet.
That evening, the two shyly met in the setting sun and without talking, began walking. Both fidgeted nervously. Both kept clearing their throats, coughing or glancing at the other and then continuing forwards. At some stage, they didn't know when, they found that they were holding hands.
They stared at their clasped hands and at each other. They gave each other an awkward smile and hesitated. And then they gripped each other's hand a little tighter and continued walking as night set in and the wind blew colder.
"Where are we going?" Weiwei eventually asked. She felt like they had been walking for a long time and her stomach was growling.
"Uh," Peng stopped and looked around, seeming to be waking out of a reverie. "Where are we?"
"I don't know. I thought you knew and had somewhere in mind," Weiwei told him.
"I was, uh, just walking without thinking. Sorry."
"Then..."
They both looked around and spotting a hotel, both glanced at each other and then at the hotel.
"If you don't mind?" Peng coughed, looking to one side.
"Shouldn't we get married first?" Weiwei tilted her head, causing Peng to choke on his saliva.
"Isn't that a bit fast?" Peng coughed, scrambling his brain to try and save this even more awkward situation. "Shouldn't we just find somewhere to spend the night and then go home in the morning?"
"Let me look up the way on my GPS. Let's not waste any money," Weiwei shook her head. "You said we'd go out for dinner and now it's somehow turned into staying overnight at a hotel. If my parents knew, they'd beat me into next week."
As she said that, her mobile phone rang.
"Weiwei, it's Mum. Where are you? Why aren't you home yet? Your mum and dad have come to visit and stay with you for the weekend."
"Huh? Oh. Oh, Mum, I was going to go out to eat with a colleague but we ended up getting lost. I'm on my way home now. Once I figure out how to get home, that is. Why didn't you tell me you were coming?"
"We wanted to surprise you. Hurry up and find your way home. If you're lost, you and your friend still haven't eaten yet, right? I'll cook. Come home and eat dinner. Bring your friend with you. We'll be waiting."
Weiwei's mother hung up the phone and Weiwei glanced at Peng.
"That - is that alright with you?"
Peng, having heard everything, nodded.
"Let's go," he said.
"I've got the GPS. There's a train station over that way," Weiwei led him by the hand, hurrying over to another street. "Let's hurry so that my parents don't have to wait and we can eat while the food is still fresh."
Peng followed Weiwei, looking at their still clasped hands, wondering if the younger woman realised that they were still holding hands.
Half an hour later, Weiwei unlocked her apartment door, only for it to open and for her to be yanked into the house by her parents. Not forgetting Peng, her father pushed her and her mother out of the way and yanked Peng in after them.
Peng ate dinner in a nervous daze while Weiwei's parents praised him and questioned him. He didn't know how it happened, but they had somehow gotten him to call his parents and both sets of parents had already agreed to meet the next morning in order to set the wedding date. By the time he came to his senses, Peng found himself alone in the apartment in Weiwei's room. Weiwei's parents had decided to go and stay in a hotel.
He found that he and Weiwei were holding hands again, standing there in front of the window, and staring at each other.
"I guess... I guess we're getting married?" Peng said in a daze.
"Yeah," Weiwei said in an equivalent daze.
"Uh, what should we do now?"
"I guess we just go to sleep?" Weiwei scratched her head. "Dad left you a set of his pyjamas. He said they're new. Never worn before. I'll get you a new toothbrush and towel."
Weiwei walked to the bathroom, chattering and looking for things for Peng, completely forgetting that she was still holding his hand.
They brushed their teeth together, took turns having a shower and then stood in front of Weiwei's bed, staring at each other again.
They blinked. And blinked again.
"I'm going to sleep," Weiwei dove into the bed, careful to only take one side of it. "You do what you want."
Peng looked down at the cute little bundle hiding under the blankets and then chuckled.
Taking a spare blanket that Weiwei had taken out earlier, he left the bedroom to sleep on the couch. He couldn't help hearing Weiwei's sigh of relief.
The next morning, Peng and Weiwei were woken up by Weiwei's parents coming in the front door and badgering them to get ready. Weiwei's parents immediately started cooking. Not long later, Peng's parents arrived with bags and gifts and a slap on the head for Peng.
Both sets of parents ended up cooking together and becoming best friends. Before Peng and Weiwei knew it, they'd been fed breakfast, bundled off to the shopping centre where both pairs of parents had bought them a cute couple outfits, and then brought to an official government building.
Moments later, the parents were cheering and hugging each other while Peng and Weiwei looked at the new marriage certificate in their hands, looking at each other in a stunned daze, shock written all over their faces.
After that, the newly wed couple were plied with wine at a celebratory late lunch until they were both drunk and stuffed into a new bed in a new apartment that their parents had bought and furnished for them on the spot.
Who were they? Where were they? What were they doing? How had they gotten here?
Peng and Weiwei hugged each other and in the morning, looked at each other's naked bodies and the marks they had left on each other with a scream. They had both run into the bathroom to shower at the same time and fell to the ground together. In the entanglement on the cold floor, they paused.
One person's hand was on a cushy breast. One person's hand on an aroused crotch. Two heads exploded at the same time.
Half an hour later, they both stared at the messy bed and the blood mark left there, not daring to look at each other and not sure what to do. At that moment, their parents arrived with food and more wine, looked at the bed and cheered.
"Grandchildren!"
"We're going to have grandchildren!"
"Fat and chubby grandchildren!"
"Cute and snuggly grandchildren!"
Peng and Weiwei stood there while their parents stripped the bed and clicked their tongues at the marks that had been left behind, commenting on Peng's prowess while his face grew redder and redder. Weiwei's face grew white and white.
"We've called your work leaders," Peng's father said, "and gotten you a month's leave. We also booked a honeymoon for the two of you. Let's pack your things and send you off."
And then Peng and Weiwei were on an island resort, staring at each other.
Had their parents always been this rich, powerful and influential? How had they not known any of this? How had this happened without their knowing?
A meal with alcohol was served to their bedroom while the two were still looking around in confusion. Not wanting to waste the food and drinks, and also because it had been a long trip and they were hungry, they mechanically sat down to eat.
After eating and drinking, they both felt unusually warm and dizzy. Both pairs of eyes fell up on the bottle of wine and their eyes widened.
Drugged? Their parents had drugged them? It wasn't enough to have gotten them drunk on their wedding night?
Both children called their parents demanding and explanation in slurry voices, only for their parents to make an excuse of being busy, all the while sniggering to each other. It was obvious both pairs of parents were out together and celebrating their children's marriage. The phone had been hung up.
Looking at each other, Peng and Weiwei had put their phones down and sighed. And then they got onto the bed to battle it out with each other. They took turns venting their frustration on each other and then begging each other for mercy.
By the time their vacation was over and they had returned home to their marriage home, both felt that they had overdone things. Both had terribly sore backs and were covered with bruises and marks made by the other person. But at least they had bought themselves satisfactory wedding rings that their parents hadn't bought for them. That was one good thing.
At work, they distributed the wedding candies, suffered the teasing of their co-workers and leaders, and then were sat down to hear the conclusion of the investigation.
Peng was promoted. Weiwei's probation was concluded and she was made a permanent employee. The people who had drugged them and the mastermind behind it all, Peng's rival were all fined and arrested in front of the whole office, shocking the entire company. The whole story was laid out. People looked at Peng and Weiwei with cautious and apologetic glances, remembering the harsh rumours that had been spread after the team building incident.
They had been wrong. They had been the frogs at the bottom of the well. They were the ones who hadn't seen Mount Tai.
And then the parents of the couple had come in. It turned out that this company belonged to Peng's parents and the new company they had just partnered with belonged to Weiwei's parents.
Peng and Weiwei exchanged shocked and confused glances. Since when had their parents owned a company? Since when had they been so powerful and rich? How much had their parents hidden from them? Aargh!
And when both pairs of parents discovered that they had used the same way of bringing up their children, they had smiled, going out for lunch together and growing even closer than best friends, while Peng and Weiwei trailed behind them feeling incredulously bewildered. Had they transmigrated to a parallel plane?
"Don't think of getting any other quick promotions," the four parents turned as one to scold their children. "You'll still have to work hard and prove your worth, and work your way up the company if you even want to think of inheriting. Hmph."
Peng and Weiwei had hugged, finding comfort in each other's arms. When your parents are out to make like difficult for you, at least they still had each other.