The cost of promotion

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At the school-wide teachers' party after the college entrance exams, she became the focus of all the single, lecherous men's eyes. Red open-toe high heels, white stockings that appeared to be silk encasing her shapely, long, and straight legs, a black faux leather mini-skirt exaggeratedly highlighting her pert buttocks, a red half-width belt around her slender waist, and the faint outline of her nipples trembling slightly on either side of the blouse's opening. Her fair, well-proportioned breasts were partially exposed beneath a low-cut, off-white silk blouse, and cheap artificial diamond jewelry adorned her snow-white neck. Her slightly disheveled hair, paired with a lighter makeup than usual, made her look exceptionally alluring.

We'd been living together for over three months now! I'd never found her charming or captivating, and I'd never even properly looked at her. I only focused my attention on what I wanted when I wanted it. Was that fair to her? I shook my head. Perhaps it was the lighting or the alcohol, but it created an illusion. Amidst the clinking of glasses, I was a little drunk. Maybe urinating would sober me up a bit, so I headed towards the restroom. "Xiao Lin, come on, let's have a drink!" My colleagues kept urging me to drink along the way, but I wasn't a good drinker, so I declined. I finally made it to the restroom, and just as I was about to push the door open, it opened. She looked a little disheveled; her makeup was clearly freshly touched up, and her stockings weren't as smooth as before, clinging to her legs. She was busy tucking her shirt into her skirt, her hands still on her waist. She stared at me in surprise, frozen in place. I looked behind her and saw our principal's embarrassed, fleshy face. "Excuse me," I said, looking at them expressionlessly.

She opened her mouth as if to say something but no sound came out.

"Xiao Lin! I just talked to Teacher Wang about how you're the best new employee in our school and we're thinking of promoting you. Come to my office tomorrow."

"Yes," I replied emotionlessly

until the party ended. I didn't say a word to her. She followed me timidly until we returned to our little apartment where we had been living together for over three months. After sending away the nanny who was taking care of her three-year-old daughter, we didn't argue. Even if we wanted to, we couldn't. First, she was naturally gentle and quiet, and second, I couldn't find a reason to argue with her. We were nothing; not boyfriend and girlfriend, not husband and wife. If anything, we were just friends with benefits. Friends with benefits have no reason to argue, but I was still furious and silent. I stripped her naked in front of her daughter and raped her. Her daughter looked at us, confused, neither crying nor making a fuss. I grabbed her hair and forced her to look at her daughter. "No! Please don't let the child see me like this!" she pleaded desperately. "I don't care, you motherfucker, a prostitute is a prostitute, no matter how high she pretends to be," I cursed inwardly but didn't say it aloud, ignoring her pleas. I scooped up some of her vaginal fluid and wiped it... I wiped her anus, half-dry and half-wet, and forcefully inserted my penis into it. "It hurts! Don't do this!" she cried out weakly, barely daring to shout, resisting. "Weren't you enjoying it just now?"

she didn't answer. The more I looked, the angrier I got. I raised my hand and slapped her fair buttocks hard. Her ignorant daughter watched, clapping her hands and laughing, shouting, "Daddy spanks Mommy's bottom... Daddy spanks Mommy's bottom!" This stupid girl just wouldn't learn no matter how I taught her. I don't know how many times I've taught her. I'm the uncle, not the daddy. She stubbornly refused to listen. Without saying another word, fueled by nameless rage, I didn't know if she would reach orgasm, but her skin was constantly flushed and she was sweating slightly. Her hands gripped the edge of the table tightly, her legs trembling as she struggled to stand, forcing me to rape her. I glanced at Doll unintentionally, and she was actually fast asleep with a sweet smile on her face. Looking at Doll's innocent and peaceful face, my anger slowly subsided. As I calmed down, I thought carefully. She and I were not related, we didn't even have any feelings for each other, we were just sex partners who had lived together for three months! Why was I so angry?

I only snapped out of my daze when she suddenly squatted down, still holding onto the edge of the table. I pulled her up, threw her onto the sofa, and without thinking, made her lean against the back of the chair. Grabbing her waist, I thrust into her vagina again. Her silk stockings, with the garter belt still attached, were still on her body, except for the two straps at her buttocks, which had come loose from my merciless slap. Watching the loose straps dangle beside her reddened buttocks, swaying, and her anus, which I had just deflowered, still bright red and slightly bloody, I couldn't help but feel a pang of pity for her. I moistened my thumb with saliva and inserted it into her anus, gently massaging the opening. She turned her head, her eyes slightly red, looking at me but remaining silent. I avoided eye contact, wanting to continue my thrusting, but my penis had already slid limply out of her vagina. I turned around and silently began to gather my clothes. "Where are you going?"

"Back to the dorm."

"Will you come back?" Her voice trembled slightly.

"We'll see."

"It's so late now, why don't you leave tomorrow morning?" she urged me. "Okay," I replied, sitting down after getting ready. To avoid her gaze, I closed my eyes and leaned back on the sofa, pretending to doze off. "Go to bed and rest!"

she said. I got up and lay down on the bed, still dressed. She came over and gently helped me take off my shoes, then began tidying up the messy room with a few rustling sounds. Then, she sat at the foot of the bed, her dressing table fixed on me, watching me intently. I was half asleep, half awake, not knowing how long she watched me, until the alarm clock woke me up in the morning. She was still sitting there. When I finished getting ready and left, she acted as a little wife, seeing me to the door as usual. "When are you coming back?" she asked, still trying to persuade me to stay. "I don't know."

"Will you come back?"

"Maybe!" I replied casually.

"Okay! I'll wait for you. Don't lie to me."

I looked at her, turned, and left, feeling a little reluctant, but also a lot of confusion, unease, and unresolved thoughts.

"Xiao Lin, Teacher Chen just said you've moved back to the dorm." In the principal's office, Pighead kept saying "Yes."

"That's good. Actually, I've heard about your situation before." He paused and continued, "Here's what we'll do! There's a vacancy for a director in the high school department. Go report to Vice Principal Shen later, then go to the personnel department to complete the formalities. From the time you're done, you'll be the head of academic affairs for the high school department."

"Do a good job, Teacher Lin!" Looking at Pighead's insincere handshake, "Thank you."

Wow! Am I selling my wife for personal gain? Whatever, I won't object to getting a higher salary every month, and I don't think anyone else will. Besides, she and I have nothing to do with each other, it's just cohabitation! This is selling my wife for personal gain! On the way to complete the onboarding procedures, I thought to myself sullenly, wanting to laugh but unable to. Besides a strange sense of resentment, confusion, and sullenness, I even felt like crying. What am I doing?!

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