Two-faced wife

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My name is Wang Ming, I'm 28 years old. A year ago, I married my wife, who is five years younger than me. I won't say much about myself, but let me introduce my wife: Li Wei, 23 years old, 165 cm tall, her weight has never exceeded 55 kg, never been less than 50 kg at her lightest. Combined with her 165 cm height, she has a stunning figure, slightly plump, the kind of woman any man would want to sleep with. She has a naturally beautiful and alluring face, and her temperament and appearance are absolutely captivating. She also has fair skin. In short: she's the kind of woman who's kept by a wealthy man as a mistress.

A year ago, in the summer, my beloved wife and I got married on our one-year dating anniversary. In other words, our wedding anniversary is also our dating anniversary. My wife and I met at a friend's birthday party. Several boys were pursuing her, but the moment I saw her, she left a deep impression on me—perhaps it was love at first sight. Later, after years of dating experience, I tried every method to win her over and finally succeeded. On the day we officially became a couple, she told me the truth: "Actually, Daming, even if you didn't use so many methods to please me, I would still be with you." I was suddenly confused and asked, "Why?" Weiwei replied, "When we first met, several boys were pursuing me, but they didn't understand me. They always thought I was the kind of girl who liked to have fun, the kind of delinquent. Actually, I wasn't. I was quite mature back then, and I wouldn't be attracted to those hooligans. When I first saw you, I noticed you were looking at me too, and you left me with the impression of being my type—mature, stable, and responsible. Plus, your handsome appearance made me fall for you too."

Hearing this, I suddenly understood. Actually, at the time, my impression of her was indeed like her self-image—a mature girl. Then I heard her evaluation of me. I was very happy, so from that day on, we officially established a romantic relationship.

Now let me tell you about our situation: I don't have a high level of education; I only graduated from high school, and I wasn't a very good student, so I didn't continue my studies after graduation and started working on my own. After several years of hard work and struggle, I made some friends in society. When I was 24, a few friends and I jointly opened a freight station in some major trade and logistics cities in China. Although it wasn't a big company, each of us good buddies managed a freight station in a city, and the business was quite successful.

In the first year, we all worked together to do everything well. Although we didn't earn a lot of money in the first year, we laid the foundation for all the necessary conditions for the operation of the freight station, and each of us received more than 60,000 yuan.

From the second year onwards, our logistics business started to flourish. By the time I met my wife, Weiwei, I had been doing it for three years. In the first year, I received 60,000 yuan, and with the following two successful years, I earned about 500,000 yuan.

Now let me tell you about my wife: Weiwei was 23 when we met. After graduating from high school, she went on to attend a three-year vocational college, so you could say she was more academically accomplished than me. She graduated from a teacher's college. This might be related to her father; I suspect he chose her path, as he's the deputy director of our city's education bureau. Perhaps he wanted Weiwei to enter the education field so he could use his power to help her. Weiwei's mother also works at the education bureau, as some kind of director. I don't know much about her. You could say her family is well-off. After Weiwei graduated, her father arranged for her to work at a primary school, and until we met, she was only working as a temporary teacher for three months.

When Weiwei and I started dating, I was very happy, thinking to myself: I'm so lucky to have such a beautiful wife, especially one from such a wealthy family. But at the same time, pressure also began to weigh on me. Weiwei was a girl who loved to dress up and buy clothes. Her monthly salary was never enough to cover her expenses. Her parents doted on her, as she was their only daughter, and they gave her a lot of pocket money. My pressure stemmed from this. After Weiwei came with me, I couldn't let her suffer, and I couldn't let her arrogant father look down on me. So, during the year I dated Weiwei, I worked incredibly hard, and finally, I earned 1 million yuan. At 27, I was quite successful, and with that confidence, I proposed to Weiwei. She agreed without hesitation. She then introduced me to her family. Although I wasn't highly educated, her family didn't look down on me because of my success, and they treated me very well.

And so, we got married. Perhaps it's because I'm shrewd in business or just naturally meticulous, but when we bought our new house, the real estate market was still in a slump. I also saw that the apartment above ours was quite nice, so I secretly bought a small apartment above ours at the same time as my wife and I bought our new house. I figured that if the property value went up, I could make a small profit and surprise my wife and family.

The renovation of the new house began. Weiwei had to work every day, so she didn't have time to help me with these things, and she trusted my judgment, so I managed the entire renovation myself. She temporarily stayed at her parents' house, which was close to her workplace. After our new house was finished, we would move in and start our life as a couple.

Remember what I wrote at the beginning of this article? My wife is very beautiful and charming; she's definitely the type of woman kept by a wealthy man as a mistress. There's a saying that goes something like this: find someone who loves you to be your wife, find someone you love to be your lover, and don't choose a wife who's too beautiful, otherwise she'll easily cheat on you. So, when I was renovating my house, I was careful. Although I love my wife very much, I couldn't completely trust her.

Therefore, during the renovation, I bought 12 high-end miniature cameras and concealed them in the main corners of various rooms. I hired professionals to install them very discreetly, and I bought expensive equipment that wouldn't easily break. These cameras were installed directly in the renovation, so unless the renovation was damaged, they were completely undetectable. Finally, after the renovation was completed, I checked them one by one, and indeed, there were no flaws. Every data cable was also routed into the wall, ultimately receiving the signal from a wireless transmitter installed in a recess behind the air conditioner. To use them, I simply moved the air conditioner aside and turned it on from the hidden compartment.

Everything was ready. Our wedding went smoothly, and Li Wei and I became a legal couple. We moved into our meticulously designed new home and began our life together. Weiwei was very open-minded, and our sex life was wonderful. She often bought sexy lingerie to wear, deliberately trying to arouse my desire. I could sense that she was a woman who was not easily satisfied; she craved sex and enjoyed it very much. In the beginning, we made love almost every day. For

a year after our marriage, we were very happy, and I didn't find anything wrong with her. Although she always greeted every man around her with a smile, and that smile seemed lewd and seductive, I didn't pay much attention. I just thought she was approachable.

But gradually, I noticed that Weiwei's libido had decreased. She no longer seduced me or wanted sex every day like before. As for me, I often frequented pornographic websites, reading pornographic content and watching adult films. For me, I wasn't afraid of even the most sexually frustrated woman; I was afraid of a woman rejecting my penis.

In the year since we got married, Weiwei and I have had a relatively fulfilling sex life. Every corner of the house has become a breeding ground for our desires to make love. We've tried various methods and positions. However, Weiwei's libido has decreased somewhat.
One day, while watching porn on a website, I suddenly understood a simple truth from the novel—a truth I hadn't considered before: When Weiwei and I first got together, she was a new and exciting woman to me. Every part of her body aroused me, and making love with such a beauty every day was naturally very pleasurable. Later, there was a period when my libido towards her decreased. Perhaps it was because I was watching a pornographic novel called "Adultery," along with some Japanese adult films, which fueled some fantasies—what is medically known as sexual fantasies—that kept my libido high. Looking back now, it's true. In the beginning, when I made love with Weiwei, I didn't think about anything else but Weiwei. Looking at her snow-white body, perfect figure, and sexy appearance, every thrust of my penis into her vagina felt incredibly pleasurable. Later, my sexual desires shifted. When we made love, sometimes I'd think of her, sometimes I'd recall the psychological descriptions in novels or scenes from pornographic films. These thoughts always excited me. And, I remember the last time I made love with Weiwei, I imagined her being fucked by another man, enjoying the feeling of his penis inside her. Suddenly, it dawned on me. I

understood why Weiwei's libido had decreased. I felt very uncomfortable because I didn't want her to have any other inappropriate sexual fantasies. If she thought of me during sex, that was fine, but what if she watched porn and had thoughts of other men while we were making love? I was conflicted. But then I thought, what would happen if Weiwei continued like this? Would the passion we had when we made love again ever return? At that moment, my thoughts became frantic, my lust boiled over, and I was completely immersed in a sea of sexual desire. Weiwei wasn't around, what should I do? Losing control of myself, I got up, dressed, and ran out to my usual spot. I found a prostitute and had my way with her. That

evening, Weiwei came home from work, and after dinner, I started to wonder if I should let her see it. I was conflicted again, but finally decided to let her see it. I'd gone out to find a prostitute that afternoon, and Weiwei had only seen it; it was nothing compared to my mistake. It couldn't be unfair. So I made up my mind to show Weiwei things that would arouse her.

Then I told Weiwei, "My dear wife, let's shower later, and I'll show you something." Weiwei looked at me strangely and said, "Show you what? Why do we need to shower?" I replied, "Just listen to me, you won't regret it."

Around seven o'clock that evening, it was just getting dark. I took Weiwei into the bathroom to shower, then had her wear only a super short spaghetti strap nightgown, while I wore only the sexy lingerie she bought me. We sat down at the computer together, and when I opened an adult film for Weiwei to watch, I found she was completely stunned. I nudged her and said, "What's wrong? Haven't you seen this before?"

Weiwei looked at me, blushing, and replied, "I watched it once with a female classmate when I was in college. She downloaded it to her computer and showed it to me, but I was too embarrassed in front of her, so I only watched a little and then stopped. She, on the other hand, watched it all the time."

Then I asked, "So, what did you feel when you watched this kind of thing back then?" Weiwei replied, "Back then? I just blushed. I didn't feel anything, just shy, but I still really wanted to watch."

I said, "Haha, you were too embarrassed to watch it back then, but now you're watching it with your husband, so you don't have to be embarrassed anymore. You've seen real penises, what's there to be embarrassed about?" As I was speaking, I realized Weiwei wasn't paying attention to what I was saying at all; her eyes were glued to the porn on the computer screen.

At that moment, I understood, and I didn't say anything more, just kept watching. Weiwei started to move slowly. She moved onto my lap, then wiggled her hips back and forth on my legs, one hand around me, the other moving towards my penis. I knew she wanted it. After we watched for half an hour, I pulled her onto the bed and started having sex with her. She enjoyed it immensely, her eyes constantly fixed on the things on the screen. This time, it felt like we were back on our honeymoon; we both felt great. Her moans were even louder than during our honeymoon.

After we finished, Weiwei begged me to teach her how to find these things online. After I taught her, I didn't know if I should regret it. That night, she read a lot, including a novel. The following night, we had sex four times. And she gave me oral sex for the first time; it was the first time I put my penis in her mouth, and the first time she actively asked to suck my penis. Although my skills were far inferior to those of the prostitutes, I still felt very comfortable.

The next day, I started work, and since a problem that had been weighing on my mind had been resolved, my work went smoothly that day. That evening, I returned home and saw Weiwei sitting in front of the computer watching pornography. I casually joked, "What? You like watching, huh? Hehe, do you want me to fuck you four more times later?"

Before I could finish speaking, Weiwei grabbed me, pulled down my pants, and took my penis into her mouth, starting to suck it. "Wow, that feels so good," I exclaimed. After a short while, my penis was as big as when I ejaculated. Weiwei stood up, straddled my penis, and we began our first sexual encounter of the day.

For the next two months, Weiwei repeated this almost every day, and I experienced a level of frenzy she had never shown before. I was happy, thinking our sex life was becoming fulfilling again, until one day, I found a post online, posted using an account I had registered on a pornographic website. The post was titled "I Want a Man." As I read on, I realized something was wrong. It must have been posted by my wife, Weiwei. The post wasn't very long. It read: "

I want a man: I'm a woman in the prime of my youth. I need sex. I like men, I like all men in the world. Sex feels so good. I want it, I want a man. I want to have an affair, I want to steal a man."

Just a few short sentences were enough to terrify me. I thought, if this really was my wife, things were really bad. Since my wife hadn't come home from work yet, I checked again to see if she had written anything else. Sure enough, there was another post: "

Oh, ah, so good. I'm using a vibrator on my vagina right now. It feels so good. My semen is all over my hand, stuck to the keyboard. This vibrator is great, it feels so good."

Also just a few short sentences, but it was clear that my wife was starting to imitate the actresses in porn and use sex toys. Thinking about this, I almost fainted. Then I remembered she said she had a vibrator. But I'd never seen her use it. I had to find it. I started rummaging through drawers and cupboards, and finally, under our bed in my closet, I found a backpack. I opened it and was stunned. It was full of all sorts of sex toys, like those in porn movies. I wondered, where did all these things come from? Did she buy them herself? Did she buy them from a sex shop? Or did she order them online? A whole host of questions swirled around me.

No, I had to get to the bottom of this. So I went to the friend who installed the camera for me and asked him to get me a special device, the kind that installs in a phone. The next day, I lied to my wife and said I needed to use her phone for a day, and she agreed without much thought. After the swap, I immediately went back to my friend and had him install a specially crafted device in my wife's phone. Whenever I wanted to hear my wife's voice, I could dial a special number, and the device would use the phone's battery and signal to transmit what my wife was saying to me over the phone. It was very advanced, but not cheap either; I spent over 2000 yuan. It almost cost more than the phone itself.

That evening, I gave the phone back to my wife, saying, "Your phone isn't good; mine is much better." She smiled slightly and said, "You little rascal, I gave it to you and you still complain. Here's a kiss," and then gave me a big kiss on the cheek. Normally, I might have felt warm and fuzzy, but today I didn't feel that way at all. My feeling was: How could she be so lewd?

The next day, I started listening to my wife's voice. During the day, there was almost nothing to do, except hear her lecturing to students or chatting and laughing with colleagues in the office. When she finished work, I called her again. Then I heard the door open. I thought, where did she go? Just as I heard the door close, a man's voice came through, very rough and deep, like a middle-aged man's voice. The man said: "Ha, beautiful lady, you're here again. What do you want to buy today?" My wife said: "What good recommendations do you have? You tell me." The man said: "Okay, take a look at this. This is a new arrival today, called Jade Butterfly Generation 4." My wife replied: "Generation 4? What's the difference between it and Generation 3?" Hearing this, I was stunned. It turned out my wife frequented these places, even having pedicures for three generations. I suddenly remembered seeing a sex toy called "Jade Butterfly" on a website before. That thing had left the deepest impression on me. I remember a female customer who bought one from that website saying: "This little thing is really great. I don't wear underwear, I wear it on my body, and when I turn it on on the bus, it gives my genitals tremendous pleasure. It feels like all the men on the bus are pleasuring me. Once, at lunchtime at work, I turned it on. In the crowded cafeteria, it gave me a lot of stimulation, making my face flush. Some colleagues saw me and asked if I had a fever. I could only say that it was really stimulating and comfortable, like being spied on."

I remembered, it was that thing, the Jade Butterfly. The lower part was a silicone base shaped like a butterfly, and in the middle was a small, movable, portable sex toy massager. The butterfly-shaped bra has two elastic bands on each side, like underwear, allowing it to be worn and providing the woman who wears it with the pleasure of massaging her genitals anytime, anywhere.

In my eyes, only a true harlot would buy such a thing and wear it in public. Those who can't be harlots can only enjoy the pleasure of their genitals at home when no one is around. Thinking about this, I felt that my wife, Weiwei, was no longer the Weiwei she used to be; she had definitely changed, becoming a wanton woman.

I listened further. I heard the man say: "This fourth generation has an extra function compared to the third generation, and the material is softer, more form-fitting, and less harmful. If you can wear it 24/7, that's fine too." My wife immediately asked: "Tell me quickly, what extra function?" The man replied: "The previous models just vibrated against your genitals." Hearing this, I was stunned. What? This damned man, daring to say such things to my wife, is really taking advantage of her. I listened intently as the man continued, "When you used the third generation, it was just this little penis vibrating inside your vagina, and the butterfly mouth on top was licking your vulva. But this fourth generation, on top of those functions, adds another feature: this little penis not only vibrates inside your vagina, but it can also rotate freely in both directions inside your vagina. Moreover, this fourth generation is also longer, extending all the way to your anus. It properly and elegantly protects all those alluring places between your legs." He finished speaking and laughed heartily.

My wife, upon hearing this, immediately replied, "According to you, it must be very comfortable. How much is it? I'll buy it." The middle-aged man replied, "How could it be more expensive for you? You're a regular customer here; how about I give you a 30% discount?" My wife quickly said, "Okay, thank you. Please open it for me; I want to try it on right now."

As soon as Weiwei finished speaking, my head buzzed, and I almost died of anger. I thought: What? My beautiful wife wants to exchange this thing in front of a middle-aged man? I was so angry! Just then, I heard the middle-aged man say, "Are you wearing the third generation now?" My wife replied, "Yes, I'm going to take off this third generation and put on this one to try it on. I'll try it on for a while, feel comfortable for a bit, and then we'll go home and I can't wear it anymore. I'll go to your room to change." The man said, "Do you want me to help you?" My wife said, "Sure, I'm not afraid of you." After saying that, I heard footsteps and the door open, knowing they went to the room. As soon as they entered, the man said, "Haha, little beauty, you haven't been here for two days, I've missed you so much! Let me kiss you!" Hearing this, I was both angry and anxious, thinking, "My wife won't agree." But then I heard my wife say, "Wait until I change into this fourth generation before you kiss me." After saying that, I heard the sound of a zipper being pulled, and I thought, "My wife is starting to take off her skirt."

A little while later, I heard the man say, "Wow, so many ** here! How long have you been wearing this?" Weiwei replied, "I put this on when I left home this morning and haven't taken it off all day. It's made me leak a lot of fluid, and I've had several mini-orgasms in front of my colleagues." The man immediately chimed in, "If you put this on, I guarantee you'll have mini-orgasms all day, haha." After that, I only heard their lewd laughter. Then, I heard the man say, "See? Beauty, this little cock, as always, is going to go inside your pussy. The butterfly mouth in the front, just stays here, and the butterfly tail in the back, just stays on your anus." "Okay, that's it, just fasten the straps." Hearing this, I guessed my wife had finished putting on her jade butterfly panties. Then I heard the zipper sound again, so my wife was probably dressed. The man said again, "Come on, let me turn it on for you." Two seconds later, I only heard my wife let out a soft moan, not very loud, but I could hear it clearly. At this moment, the man said, "How was it, beautiful? My recommendation today was pretty good, wasn't it?" Weiwei replied, "Oh... ah... not bad, um... ah... really good, very comfortable." His wife continued moaning. The man continued, "Since I recommended it so well, is there any reward?"

Weiwei said, "You rascal, I knew you'd ask for that. Come on, let me give you a sweet kiss first." After saying that, I heard the sound of saliva coming together in a new mouth. I think they kissed. At this moment, I crushed a pen in my hand. I was really angry; I wanted to punch that man right away, but I didn't know where they were. I had no choice but to continue listening. About five minutes passed before they spoke. The man said first, "Haha, your little tongue smells especially sweet and delicious today. Did you eat someone's dick at work?" His wife replied, "I'd like to eat it, but no one's giving it to me." The man laughed, "Me? I'll let you eat it, okay?" My wife said, "We don't have much time left today, it's already quite late. My husband's probably home by now. He'll be worried if I don't come back soon. Come on, I'll just eat for a bit, let's hurry." After she finished speaking, I heard the man chuckle and say, "Okay, okay, I'll try my best to ejaculate into you, haha." A moment later, the man's voice gradually lowered, then turned into moans. Then I heard the sounds my wife usually made when she gave me oral sex. I immediately stood up, wanting to rush to them and kill them. But I still couldn't find them. I tried to calm myself down again.

Continuing to listen, the man groaned, "Oh~~! Ah, beauty, you've taken it so deep today. Looks like you really wanted to eat but didn't get any, your mouth's been empty all day. Come on, keep going, suck out my semen." He then quickened his groans, and the sounds of oral sex increased. Ten minutes passed. Finally, I heard the man let out a low growl, "Ah~~~~~~~~! I'm coming, beauty, eat it, eat it all, my semen's coming!" I heard the man growl repeatedly, I think it was the rhythm of his ejaculation, his penis spraying semen into my wife's mouth.

Half a minute later, the man spoke again: "Ah, beauty, I felt so good today. It's been two days since you sucked me, and this is the first time I've come in ten minutes. I only got to suck you for such a short time, so I'm giving you my semen. You got off easy." Weiwei mumbled, "I haven't had a dick for two days, of course I'll go a little crazy. Next time, I'll let you enjoy yourself longer. I'll eat your semen first today, thank you, okay?" Hearing this, I broke down, completely broke down. I knew deep down that my wife had completely become a slut. I thought I would kill her, but just as I thought of this, I suddenly realized that all of this was my own doing. I was the one who showed my wife those obscene things, I was the one who corrupted her, so what could I blame her for? But then I thought, she can't forgive me. Even if she saw these things, she shouldn't have become such a slutty woman. My heart was even more conflicted.
I really wanted to kill that man. But I couldn't do that, I really couldn't. Cold sweat broke out on my forehead, and I began to consciously restrain myself. Slowly, I calmed down, but at this moment, I felt like I was dreaming, my mind was blank, but I still knew some things, I was numb. I didn't know how I should face Weiwei when she came back. I started to try to stabilize my emotions. I tried to comfort myself: "It's okay, Wang Ming, it's nothing. This society is open now. As long as Weiwei only loves me, it doesn't matter if she has physical relationships with other men. As long as she loves me, that's enough. If she sleeps with someone else, I'll just treat it like touching hands—it'll be fine after washing. It's the same thing." Thinking this, I suddenly thought: "Wang Ming, are you even a man? Do you think you can comfort yourself like this? If you're a man, how can you tolerate something like this happening?"

Yes, I can't do this. I won't let them get away with it. Then I thought, what good will it do? Go find that man and kill him? Is that realistic? If I kill him, I'll be sentenced to death. What about my wife? What about Weiwei? Do I still want her? Do I still want to live with her? Should I get a divorce or something? No, I can't. If I divorce because of this, what will my family and friends think of me? Ahhhh! I'm going crazy! What should I do?

Just as I was thinking, I heard the wife say to the man, "Okay, that's enough for today. I have to go. Come on, touch me one more time." Then I heard the door open; I guessed they were heading home. After half-dropping, I sat there dumbfounded, thinking about the internal struggle I'd just gone through.

I stood up again, but suddenly felt discomfort in my genitals. I realized then that my penis was already hard. When I took off my pants, I found I'd also leaked a lot of semen. I was confused. What was going on? Knowing someone else was having sex with my wife, why was I still hard? I asked myself.

Suddenly, it dawned on me. I'd achieved the mindset described in those pornographic websites. I'd read many novels about married women before, but I never believed it could happen. I thought the protagonists in those novels were unrealistic. How could someone else have sex with his wife and he be excited? Some even offered their wives up for others to have sex with. And the more someone else had sex with his wife, the more excited and energetic he became. Now I understand, I really understand, because I've experienced that feeling firsthand.
Does everyone feel this way? I wondered to myself. Just hearing the sound of my wife sucking another man's penis, just hearing it, and my penis was already incredibly hard. What would happen if I saw it?
Thinking about it, I noticed my penis jerked upwards. Then, I felt an overwhelming excitement. My God, I couldn't believe it; I'd really become like the male protagonist in a novel. Thinking this, I made a decision: I would act like nothing happened today, face Weiwei normally, and slowly find an opportunity to watch her have sex with another man, then prove to myself what kind of man I really am.

About half an hour later, I heard someone open the door; it was Weiwei. I kept my decision and faced her as usual. Suddenly, a new idea came to me, so I said to Weiwei: "My dear wife, I'm going on a business trip with a friend to Shanghai tomorrow. I'll check out the freight station there and try to develop some new shipping routes."

I looked at Weiwei, and she smiled slightly as she asked, "How many days are you going to be gone?" I replied, "About a month. Be careful at home, take good care of yourself." Weiwei said, "Okay, I will. You take good care of yourself too." She only said that one sentence. If it were before, she would have asked me why I was going for so long, whether I could come back soon, and whether she missed me, but today was different. Thinking of this, I suddenly asked her, "Weiwei, do you love me?" Weiwei looked at me and said, "Of course, of course I love you. What's wrong? Honey, why are you asking this all of a sudden? I've always loved you." I quickly replied, "Oh, haha, nothing. I just wanted to hear you say you love me. I just wanted to know if I'm the only one in your heart." Weiwei smiled and replied, "My silly husband, of course I love you. In this world, I only love one man, and my heart can only hold one man—you. There's no room for a second man." Hearing Weiwei say these words, I felt a little comforted.

After dinner, Weiwei remained seated, watching porn and reading novels. A little while later, she called to me, "Honey, let's make love later. You're leaving tomorrow for a month, and I'm worried you'll be lonely." I didn't say much, just thought, "I won't be lonely. I'll find a prostitute. And you, I think you'll be even less lonely." Thinking this, I replied, "Okay, let me fuck you good later."
That night, we made love wildly again. This time, I found myself incredibly excited, an excitement I'd never felt before. It was truly like in the novels—knowing your wife is cheating, then having sex with her again is even more exhilarating. In my memory, even my first time with a woman wasn't this pleasurable. I've lived all these years, made love countless times, and slept with many women, but never has it been this pleasurable, nothing compares. When I touch my wife, I think of this feeling—other men have felt it too. When I kiss her, I think of other men who have tasted her delicious tongue. When she gives me oral sex, I immediately think of that middle-aged man in the porn, the feeling of my wife sucking out his semen—it's the same feeling, so incredibly pleasurable. When I insert my penis into my wife's vagina, I think of how this slutty, wanton cunt has also played with other men's penises, and how other men can feel the same way. It's so incredibly pleasurable.

That night, we did it several times, and each time I was incredibly wild, ejaculating a lot, and it was so satisfying. It felt just like I was having sex with someone else's wife.

The next day, I started arranging everything. First, I turned on the receiver behind the air conditioner for the 12 security cameras in my house. Then I bought a new computer and put it in my new apartment upstairs, which nobody knew about. After setting up all the receiving equipment, I turned on the computer and tested the software. I found that all 12 security cameras in my house were working perfectly, and the footage was getting better and clearer with each camera. I also turned on the microphone, and the sound from my house was clearly received. Then, I called my buddies in Shanghai and told them to lie to my wife and go see them, while I was actually out fooling around. I asked them to help me lie. If my wife didn't question them, there would be no trouble. They were all my good friends, and they would naturally help me. Meanwhile, I began a thorough investigation of my wife.

Summer has arrived, and the school's summer break is about to begin. My wife will also be on vacation, and I suspect she'll be having an affair. My plan won't fail. I turned on my security camera and listened to everything my wife did, carefully avoiding any opportunities to meet with her so she wouldn't know I was still with her.

The next day, my wife Weiwei genuinely thought I had gone to Shanghai. I slept all morning, and in the afternoon, I turned on my security camera. At first, I heard my wife and her friends seem to be having a meeting, summarizing the semester. Not long after the meeting, I overheard Weiwei making a phone call. The conversation went: "Hello, is this Brother Tian?" The other person said: "Ah, Weiwei, what's up? Missing me?" At that moment, I recognized the voice. After a moment's thought, I realized it was the man who sold my wife the jade butterfly. I listened on. "Yeah, Brother Tian, have you missed me? I've missed you so much, my little beauty!" Brother Tian replied. "What's up with your call today?" I answered. "Brother Tian, my husband's away on a business trip and won't be back for over a month. School's out today, so I'll be lonely. Could you come over to keep me company tonight?" I heard a laugh on the other end of the line. "Of course, no problem, my little beauty! What time tonight? Whatever you say!" I continued. "I have another request. You know, I'll be alone for a month, and I won't have anything to do. So I don't think you can satisfy me alone, Brother Tian. Usually, I only have sex with you, and I know your capabilities. Today, I hope you can bring Xiao Dong and Da Chong, your two regulars, to keep me company. I usually have sex with you one by one, but today I want to experience group sex. What do you say?" Brother Tian on the other end of the line replied, "What?" "Little beauty, I can't satisfy you alone, haha, don't forget, I have so many other things that can make you feel like you're in heaven." Weiwei said, "Brother Tian, I just want to try the thrill of group sex, please satisfy me. I'm too embarrassed to call Xiaodong and the others, so please help me find them, okay? They know my address, just give them a call. I'm going out to dinner with my colleagues later, you and them can come to my house after 7 pm." Brother Tian reluctantly agreed.

And so, I overheard my wife's first cheating phone call. I knew that my wife Weiwei would have a big battle that night, and I had to be fully prepared to watch. I got dressed, listened to my wife's voice, found some free time to go out and eat, and then bought a lot of delicious food and went back upstairs. I sat there, turned on the monitor, and started monitoring the house, constantly listening to my wife's voice.

At 6:30 PM, I saw the door open, and my beautiful wife, Weiwei, walked in and closed the door behind her. After entering, she started tidying up the house, putting away some of our frequently used items that were prone to getting dirty. She then tidied the three bedrooms, took off her clothes, and went into the bathroom to shower.

I watched my wife shower on the monitor. To be honest, I've seen her shower countless times before, but today felt different. Looking at her on the monitor, Weiwei was so beautiful, so alluring, with her snow-white skin and slender figure. I really wanted to grab her and have a good time with her.

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