Sinking into the Sea of Desire: A Wife-Swapping Victim's Confession - Chapter 214 Who Sleeps with Whose Wife 1

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These women not only have to deal with their shrewd husbands, but also maintain good relationships with those around them, and support their husbands in public. They not only have to manage domestic affairs, tolerating mistresses and pretending not to know anything, but also defend themselves against external threats, constantly guarding against those who might try to usurp their positions. After years of this, how could they not become shrewd?
Faced with Ye Ziyan's joke, I said helplessly, "You can't blame me for this. Aren't all men like this when they see a pretty woman?"
Ye Ziyan was both amused and exasperated, unable to refute the argument. Beauty is a woman's greatest weapon, invincible, and few men can resist it.
"But you must have said something to put her on guard. I forgot to tell you at first, when dealing with this kind of woman, you can't pretend to be smart, you have to play dumb, the dumber the better. That way you can arouse her sympathy and protectiveness, and lower her guard. Otherwise, it will backfire," Ye Ziyan said, blinking her eyes.
"Why didn't you say so earlier?" I was a little annoyed. It seemed that the palm reading really had brought bad luck.
"I wanted to see how you performed on the spot. Overall, you did a pretty good job. If it were any other woman, she might have really been hooked by you," Ye Ziyan praised for the first time.
That sounds nice, but he clearly just wanted to see me fail from the start, though I couldn't really argue with that. I got back to business and said, "So you've messed up? What's next?"
"It's not a complete disaster yet. Let's wait and see. Maybe they'll take the bait," Ye Ziyan said confidently, pulling a cigarette from her handbag. Then, she deftly flicked her lighter, ready to light it.
I blew out the flame mischievously and said, "Could you please stop smoking in front of me?"
"Why?" Ye Ziyan pouted, looking completely innocent.
"I don't want the smell of smoke to overpower your scent," I said, leaning closer as if enjoying the aroma of her sandalwood.
"Ugh, that's so cheesy." Ye Ziyan shrank back to avoid me, but still put the cigarette back in her pocket.
Her compromise made me incredibly happy; it seemed she still cared about me. I leaned closer and tentatively asked, "Wouldn't it be better to be a little more mushy?"
"What? You can't even hook up with that woman, yet you want to take advantage of me?" Ye Ziyan said defensively, a hint of reproach in her eyes.
"You've already taken advantage of me before!" Seeing that things were going well, I aggressively grabbed Ye Ziyan's hand and caressed it wantonly.
"That's what I wanted." Ye Ziyan did as she pleased and didn't resist.
That burning desire for her, bottled up for so long, has reignited. I pulled her hand closer, and seemingly casually, ran my fingertips slowly along her leg, saying, "Could you do it just once more?"
Ye Ziyan looked at my wandering hand with a half-smile and said, "Would you be willing to do it one more time?"
His tone was slow, and the tenderness and affection in his voice made my heart flutter. I almost melted, and I nodded repeatedly in agreement.
The corners of her mouth turned up, her smile growing wider, and a spark ignited in her eyes; it seemed Ye Ziyan was also somewhat moved. Just when I thought she was about to agree, she suddenly laughed and said, "Don't even think about it." With that, she withdrew her hand from my grasp and turned her leg away from my caress.
I was stunned for a moment, and before I could even plead, Ye Ziyan shoved her handbag away, stood up, and walked out of the bar.
"Can't you think about it some more?" I followed along, frustrated, pleading.
"There's nothing to consider. I'm doing this out of responsibility to your wife, and to everyone else," Ye Ziyan said without turning her head.
Feeling a bit annoyed, I noticed she was walking so fast in high heels, with her slender arms and legs, and swaying her hips. I jogged after her and said, "Don't be so stiff!"
"The others in the club can do without me, but I have to," Ye Ziyan said firmly.
"Why?" I asked, pulling on the car door that Ye Ziyan was about to close.
Because Ye Ziyan was gazing at me with infatuation and drawing out her words, she took advantage of my distraction to close the car door, start the car, and laughed, "You wouldn't understand even if I told you."
That look in my eyes was clearly mocking me for being an idiot, someone who would never learn. I shouted towards the window, "So, you're saying there's no chance anymore?"
"Hmm, maybe!" Ye Ziyan said before leaving.
She deliberately left me with a lingering thought, something I could always keep in mind. This woman really knows how to arouse a man's desire. Some say that men don't cherish things that are too easily obtained, and they take things for granted if they are pampered too much. Ye Ziyan sees through all of this and understands men very well. I really don't know what kind of wife she is.
Looking at Tong Xuemei's number on his phone, he left helplessly. It seemed that another woman had become a headache for him.
Personal matters didn't affect my work, but Xiao Yang was still uncooperative, and I didn't try to make amends. I just dragged things along, half-dead. Of course, I couldn't go; otherwise, I'd be handing my wife over to him.
Gao Yue did come to see me once, apologizing for drinking too much that night. She kept asking me if I had acted inappropriately or said anything, and of course I said no. She also vaguely inquired whether anything had happened that night. I pretended to be very curious and insisted that she was asleep and that I had driven straight to her home.
He pretended to be a good guy, constantly apologizing for entering her house without her permission. The key point was that he wanted to emphasize carrying her upstairs, putting her on the bed, and even pretending that he didn't help her take off her clothes to avoid causing a misunderstanding.
Upon hearing that I had carried her home, Gao Yue blushed instantly, her expression becoming somewhat unnatural. It seemed she only just found out about this; for some reason, she probably hadn't told Xiao Yang about being drunk. Xiao Yang probably still didn't know that I had seen his wife naked and touched her entire body. She actually believed what I said afterward, seemingly out of shyness, and didn't ask any further questions.
Xiao Yang wants to sleep with my wife, and I've got my eye on Gao Yue too. After all, Gao Yue is so beautiful and educated, and I can take the opportunity to get revenge—it's a win-win situation, so I'm definitely willing to do it. Now it's a contest to see who gets whose wife into bed first. If I hadn't gone soft that night, I would have already won. He's still making things difficult for me at work, so I'll make his wife willingly sleep under me, let me rub and abuse her, and serve me.
Evil was growing in my heart, yet I still thanked you kindly and invited you to dinner. Taking the opportunity, I also invited Gao Yue to dinner. She was initially reluctant, but I kept trying to build rapport with her, saying it was just a thank-you dinner. I don't know if it was because our relationship had progressed that night, or because she was often lonely at home alone, or because we had already been intimate, and we seemed much closer on the surface, but she actually agreed.
Gao Yue likes French restaurants, so we went again that night. However, having learned her lesson from last time, and seemingly afraid of losing control, Gao Yue didn't drink much this time. We just had a meal together, chatted for a while, and then went home. I'm not in a hurry; I'll wait patiently for the right opportunity. The fish will bite eventually.
I have nothing to do and lots of free time. The woman I met online, after my constant pestering, pleading, and requests, has made some progress. She promised to tell me her name if I beat her at chess.
This really got me pumped up, and I logged into the game every day to wait for her. But frustratingly, while my chess skills were definitely improving, I still lost every time. After losing for several days in a row, I developed a psychological aversion to playing against her. Every time before the game even started, my heart would pound, as if I knew I was going to lose before it even began.
However, for the sake of his name and for the sake of his male dignity, he had to grit his teeth and persevere. He frantically searched for information and brushed up on his chess knowledge, and the gap gradually narrowed, allowing him to kill quite a few of her pieces each time.

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