wife Xiaojin

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Chapter One:

My wife works at a bank. She has a beautiful face and an extraordinary temperament. Strangers think she's a haughty, aloof beauty, but she's actually a very gentle woman with a passionate heart. She possesses a body brimming with youthful vitality. Her full, high breasts, flat, soft abdomen, supple waist, and round, large buttocks make many men drool. Her long, beautiful legs also inspire fantasies. After a few years of marriage, because we're so familiar with each other, my sexual interest in her has gradually diminished. After reading many cuckoldry novels online, I often fantasize about those men who lust after her taking her to bed and having passionate sex. Aunt

Chen, a friend of Xiao Jin's mother, lives in the same city as us. Before our marriage, she often took care of Xiao Jin. Recently, she's been seriously ill in bed, and Xiao Jin often visits her, sometimes taking me along. After a few visits, I noticed that Aunt Chen's husband, Lao Ding, seems to have feelings for her; I can vaguely sense a hint of desire in his eyes. This old man used to be the deputy director of the city's Public Security Bureau. He was dismissed two years ago for embezzlement, and he's almost sixty this year. He always has a dignified and imposing air, with an air of authority that commands respect even without anger. He speaks and acts with great propriety, and he's also very robust.

Since Aunt Chen's two children are in the United States, Xiao Jin took on the responsibility of caring for her, even quitting her job at the bank. But not long after, Aunt Chen died of late-stage liver cancer.

For some reason, I kept thinking that something would happen between Lao Ding and his young and beautiful wife, so I often told Xiao Jin that Aunt Chen had just passed away, and their two children were abroad, leaving Lao Ding all alone and pitiful. I suggested she go and keep him company. My naive wife thought I was genuinely respectful of the elderly and was deeply moved.

About a month later, my wife told me that Lao Ding's birthday was coming up and asked me to go with her to celebrate with him.

I also wanted to find out if the two of them had developed any unusual relationship, so I readily agreed.

When I met Lao Ding, I found him to be in good spirits, showing no signs of grief over the loss of his wife. That evening, my wife cooked a sumptuous dinner. Old Ding, usually a stern man, was in high spirits, frequently toasting me. After several rounds of drinks, I pretended to be tipsy and pretended to fall asleep on the table. Beforehand, I asked my wife to put on some music and dance with Old Ding. I'd heard he enjoyed organizing dances with the neighbors, and I wanted to create an opportunity

for the two of them! Old Ding was naturally delighted, and my wife, though a little shy, joined in the dance seeing my sincerity and generosity. At first, I pretended to be sober, occasionally praising their dance moves. Then I pretended to be asleep, secretly watching them. They both saw my behavior and assumed I was truly drunk.

After a long time, what I'd been waiting for finally happened: Old Ding's arms tightened around my wife's slender waist, pulling her close to his chest, her full breasts almost pressed against his.

My wife, now incredibly shy, tried her best to resist, preventing him from holding her any tighter. The two seemed to be whispering to each other amidst the music, but it was hard to hear clearly… The next day, before going to bed, I deliberately steered the conversation towards Lao Ding, chatting with Xiao Jin about his recent life. She was clearly a little awkward talking about Lao Ding, yet tried her best to hide it. I suddenly blurted out, “Lao Ding seems to have feelings for you.” My wife immediately blushed—“Don’t talk nonsense!”

But I seized on her embarrassment and insisted on asking her if Lao Ding had actually shown any interest in her. At first, my wife refused to say, but eventually, she couldn’t resist my persistent questioning, and her shy expression revealed something. She told me that Lao Ding would intentionally or unintentionally touch her inappropriately, and sometimes say suggestive things to tease her, but she didn’t take it too seriously because he was an elder and she was single. Lao Ding also frequently bought her gifts, including expensive jewelry and clothes, and even sexy lingerie and stockings. When she refused to accept them, Lao Ding got angry.

After Xiao Jin confided all this to me, afraid I would mind, she said she wouldn’t go to Lao Ding’s place anymore. I immediately declared that I didn't care at all, and mustered the courage to tell her that I wouldn't be angry even if Lao Ding asked to sleep with her.

Xiao Jin was stunned, unable to believe her husband could be so generous. I quickly explained that this kind of sex based on pity wouldn't affect our relationship at all; it was just a small sacrifice made by a young person for an elder, yet it satisfied their long-awaited desires.

Although my wife was still somewhat confused, she continued to visit Lao Ding twice a week, showing that my words had worked.

A few weeks later, Xiao Jin told me somewhat embarrassedly that it was three months since Aunt Chen's death, and Lao Ding had invited her to his house that evening, saying he wanted to thank her for taking care of him all this time. My wife asked me if she should go. I immediately understood that there must be some implication here. The thought of my beautiful wife making love with an old man tonight filled me with uncontrollable excitement.

So I reiterated what I had said before, and my wife just looked at me quietly. She already knew her husband had allowed, even encouraged, her to sleep with other men. Without saying a word, she silently went to the bathroom to put on makeup.

After her makeover, Xiao Jin was truly radiant. A form-fitting black dress perfectly showcased her curves; her 34C breasts stood proudly erect, and her mature, rounded buttocks were undeniably alluring. I noticed she was also wearing black stockings and high heels.

As she was leaving, she looked at me affectionately, "Ming, if you had said one word, I wouldn't have gone tonight." I dared not look into her expectant eyes, afraid I would be unable to resist asking her to stay. Finally, I said nothing, only hearing her slightly mournful voice—"I'm going." Who would have thought that my silence would drastically change our lives afterward? Looking back now, I truly regret it. It was from this moment that my once dignified and virtuous wife fell into the abyss of promiscuity… Chapter One: First Steps into the Sea of Lust (Part Two) That night, my wife didn't come home. The next day was the weekend, and I waited for her at home. Around 3 PM, she finally returned. She seemed flustered upon seeing me, unsure whether it was shame or embarrassment. She went straight to the bathroom to shower and change without saying a word. Thanks

to my efforts, the awkwardness between us finally subsided a few days later. Afterwards, I asked her about that day, but she absolutely refused to say. One day, after a passionate encounter in bed, she finally confessed to me what happened that night—Old Ding saw she came alone and asked where she had been. Xiao Jin told him she had gone on a business trip. After having dinner at a restaurant downstairs from his apartment, Old Ding invited his wife to his place for a while.

"No, Old Ding, it's too late, I have to go home. Sun Ming will call me tonight," Old Ding said, seizing the opportunity. He used his loneliness as an excuse to insist that Xiao Jin stay and talk to him for a while. His wife, being kind, couldn't resist his pleading and went to his place.

Once there, Old Ding and Xiao Jin chatted while watching TV on the sofa. That evening's television programs were rather boring, so Lao Ding asked Xiao Jin if she wanted to watch a videotape. His wife agreed, and Lao Ding went to put it on. The old man found a cassette tape, started playing it, and then went to the bathroom, leaving Xiao Jin to watch alone.

The videotape began with a lively scene of Aunt Chen's family celebrating her birthday, but after a period of static, the screen suddenly showed a scene of a man and woman having sex. What shocked his wife even more was that upon closer inspection, it was Lao Ding and Aunt Chen on the screen! The two were naked, making love in bed. The obscene scene and Aunt Chen's loud moans made his wife blush and her heart race; her blood seemed to rush through her veins! Watching familiar people engage in such lewd acts, Xiao Jin felt dizzy and even doubted her eyes.

Just as his wife was deeply shocked, Lao Ding entered the living room. "Ah!" Lao Ding screamed in horror and immediately turned off the VCR. Seeing my wife's expression filled with surprise and shame, Lao Ding quickly said,

"Xiao Jin, don't take anything you see to heart. I put the wrong tape in." Xiao Jin was too shy to answer and kept her head down without saying a word.

Old Ding silently sat down on the sofa next to my wife, without saying a word. Seeing his lonely and dejected appearance, and thinking of his lost love, my wife felt a pang of pity. Looking at Old Ding, she didn't know how to comfort this poor old man.

Finally, Old Ding slowly raised his bowed head, looked at my wife, and said, "I've been so lonely since she left. Can you understand me, Jin'er?" My wife lowered her head and nodded. Old Ding continued, as if to himself, "Now I always want to spend more time with someone, even if we don't talk, just sit quietly like this." Suddenly, he forcefully grabbed my wife's hand, gazing into her dark, tearful eyes, and said, "Jin'er, will you stay with me tonight?" This elderly man suddenly found boundless strength, his arms tightly embracing my wife's delicate body, forcibly kissing her face. Little Jin resisted him weakly, this elder who was much older than her father.

"Old Ding, don't do this, let me go..." Although she had a premonition before coming that something would happen between her and Old Ding sooner or later, she was still trying her best to prevent it.

Old Ding, seemingly revitalized, ignored my wife's weak protests and forcefully laid her down on the large three-seater sofa, pressing his entire weight down on her alluring and sexy figure.

At this point, the shy Xiao Jin stopped talking, because everyone knew what happened next.

But how could I ignore the most exciting part? I coaxed and pleaded, finally managing to extract the details from my wife, who was mortified.

Whether it was the intimidation of Old Ding's usual authority, pity for the widowed old woman, or the burning desire of this elderly man that bewildered her, my wife no longer resisted him… Old Ding passionately kissed her moist, soft lips, his large hands forcefully caressing her full, firm breasts, while his other hand slipped under her skirt, exploring along her long, slender thighs through her stockings. My beautiful wife, aroused by his teasing, gradually became aroused, her face flushed, and her panties becoming soaked with the lustful fluid flowing from her lower body.

Then, with his wife's cooperation, Old Ding removed her dress, revealing her snow-white, smooth skin. Xiao Jin was wearing black lace lingerie that day, the kind with cutouts and the rest quite sheer, making her exceptionally sexy. Her large, full breasts seemed about to burst out of her small bra, and the lace panties she wore revealed the dark, glossy pubic hair beneath. The panties around her vulva clung tightly to her body, revealing the outline of her labia – truly sexy and alluring.

The wife, blushing, kept her eyes tightly shut, letting Old Ding do as he pleased.

Old Ding didn't rush into anything, nor did he remove her sweaty underwear. Instead, he slowly teased her, starting with kisses and licks from her armpits, the sides of her breasts and the base of her nipples, then kissing and caressing her slender waist, the sides of her thighs, and her ankles. Only then did he flip up her bra, sucking on her nipples and areolas, followed by her inner thighs. His licking drove his wife to a frenzy, her body burning with desire, her lower body throbbing with pleasure, her slender waist writhing uncontrollably.

Old Ding pulled down her panties and began licking her vulva. His extremely sensitive wife began to curl up, her legs moving involuntarily, and she couldn't help but let out suppressed moans. Her feminine shyness had been overcome; she arched her legs back, exposing her entire genitals to the man.

Old Ding used his thick lips to block his wife's vaginal opening, making her feel a warm and comfortable sensation. The experienced Old Ding gently took Xiao Jin's two labia into his mouth at the same time, sucking on them together, using his tongue to insert and withdraw between the labia

, sweeping horizontally. My wife felt so comfortable she was almost dying; her lower body was gushing with moisture, and she excitedly covered her mouth, trying not to scream. Then he began to work, gently parting his wife's labia with his thumb, exposing the vaginal opening, circling his tongue around the opening, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily, sometimes pressing his entire lip against it to suck. As Old Ding licked his wife's clitoris, he also scratched her pubic hair with his hand, occasionally teasing her anus with his fingers, and sometimes gently inserting his fingers into her vagina to stir.

Xiao Jin had never experienced such experienced and skillful teasing before. Her clitoris was swollen and engorged, her genitals became unusually sensitive, and she was completely dazed. She became so excited that she started to lose control and couldn't help but shout loudly.

Finally, she reached orgasm amidst her unrestrained cries, lying on the bed, her whole body convulsing. After the orgasm, her sensitive body desperately craved the immediate penetration of a hard penis.

Lao Ding took off his pants and had his wife give him oral sex. I asked my wife about the size of Lao Ding's penis, and she shyly told me that the old man's penis was very thick, especially his testicles, which were frighteningly large. I couldn't help but want to see them.

My wife said that the old man used many different positions when he had sex with her, and each time he could bring her to orgasm. That night, my wife was fucked by the old man three times.

Hearing this made me itchy, and I kept urging my wife to play with Lao Ding again. My wife told me that Lao Ding had been calling her frequently these past few days, but she hadn't gone. Encouraged by me, one day, Xiao Jin finally went to Lao Ding's house again.

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