Drunken Passion

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Friends, I've basically forgiven Xiaowan's infidelity now. My conversation with Zhang Dong made me believe that marriage exists because of love, and physical pleasure is merely a key link in maintaining a marriage. Sex isn't the essence of marriage, so I've largely forgiven Xiaowan.

However, because this is the first time I've been betrayed, the first time my beloved has betrayed me, my jealous anger hasn't subsided. And I really want to know why, with such an outstanding husband like me, Xiaowan would still have an affair. Is it because she's lonely? Is it because Xiaowan is naturally promiscuous? Is it because the love is gone?

All these speculations make it hard for me to let go. Can I so easily forgive Xiaowan? I'm afraid my brothers won't forgive me so easily, because they want to know why I cheated.

I skillfully turned on the computer and expertly browsed Xiaowan's diary, reading it carefully and attentively. With each day's entries, I was stunned, filled with regret, anger, and yet also impulsive.

My beloved wife, you have so many troubles! Why didn't you tell me your inner turmoil? Why didn't you confide in me when you were lonely and unbearable, but instead found a cheap substitute? Why have you made my life so painful? Why have you made me regret so much?! Why do I feel so much heartache for you?!

How wonderful it would be if you were utterly depraved, so I could find a plausible reason to inflict endless torment on you, to trample you underfoot, to ravage you, to humiliate you, to let you know my hatred for you! But you, you prevent me from finding such a reason, leaving me not only angry but also filled with guilt and heartache!

Tormented by a myriad of emotions, I finished reading about Xiao Wan's infidelity. Rubbing my swollen eyes, I felt lost and helpless. How should I treat my wife?!

Looking at the gradually whitening sky outside the window, I felt no fatigue despite not having rested for two nights. Only the pain in my heart was gnawing at my manly soul. The heartache reflected in my eyes, blurring my vision with tears. The cigarette in my hand burned to the end, scalding my fingers… This pain gave me a strange, torturous pleasure, but this pleasure came from torturing myself…

Composing myself, I pieced together the entries from the diary I'd read that night to tell you about a young woman's experience of infidelity.

After May Day, Ah Chuang was busy with work again, leaving me alone in the large, empty room. Looking at the desolate space, I couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness and want to cry.

The feeling of passionate lovemaking with Ah Chuang during the May Day holiday still lingers in my body—that heart-fluttering, blush-inducing sensation, that blissful, euphoric experience, that leave me weak and breathless. It hasn't disappeared with Ah Chuang's departure; instead, it makes me miss him and yearn for him even more.

You damn Ah Chuang, why do you always have to work? Why do you always leave your little darling alone? If you want to go to work, fine, I won't stop you. But why do you have to stir up my desire, make it burn so intensely, and then so heartlessly abandon me to go to work?

I'm reminded of a line from Wakin Chau's song, "...Loneliness isn't something I can't bear, it's just that I think of you too much every day..." Did Wakin Chau write this song for us, those bitter women who have experienced passion? It's so vivid and fitting...

But I know Ah Chuang works for our family, to make our lives better, to realize his ambitions and ideals. I must support him and not hold him back. My resentment can only be buried deep inside; I must work hard too.

Today, a new person joined our company. Tall, with big eyes, a year younger than Ah Chuang, and a strong physique—clearly a well-trained, sunny young man. Hehe, calling him a sunny young man isn't quite accurate, but... he's definitely full of energy.

He greeted us warmly as soon as he arrived at the company, his voice so friendly that he quickly became familiar with us. But something felt off. I don't know if it was just my intuition, but I felt his gaze was so intense, so direct, so undisguised, making my heart pound and my face burn. It

wasn't that I hadn't seen such a piercing gaze before, but I always responded with a laugh and a sneer. Those frivolous men always slunk away in front of me. But what was wrong with me today? I was behaving this way, and it made me feel so ashamed.

It's true what they say, the more you fear something, the more likely it is to happen. Just as I was feeling lost and confused, Manager Ma approached me, followed by this young man. Manager Ma said that because I had the best performance in the company, and Ah Yang was new to advertising, he wanted me to mentor him. What could I say?

"Hello, my name is Huang Yang, you can just call me Ah Yang."

"Oh, so his name is Huang Yang," I thought to myself.

Looking at Huang Yang's outstretched hand, I could only politely shake his hand.

Huang Yang looked at me with bright eyes, his fiery gaze still undisguised. This time I was truly certain that I hadn't misunderstood Huang Yang. My sixth sense told me that being with this young man was dangerous!

When Huang Yang held my hand, it was so large and warm, holding my delicate little hand so firmly. My heart started pounding again, and for some reason, the shyness of first love filled my heart.

Back home, I lay in bed, thinking about A-Chan, that little rascal. Why wasn't he with me? Did he know his wife was thinking of him?

I picked up the phone and dialed A-Chan's number. Hearing his magnetic voice, his endless sweet words, I smiled happily. This naughty husband really did miss me. After telling him to get some rest, I hung up.

In the following days, I discovered that Huang Yang was indeed very smart; he learned quickly and did things very well. Our team received the boss's approval, and the colleagues around us, especially the young girls, always seemed to fawn over him. For some reason, I felt a pang of jealousy seeing this.

Huang Yang was polite and attentive to them, but his gaze towards me remained so intense and focused, making me feel both smug and a little scared. My heart was pounding all day. For some reason, I started avoiding his gaze. Could it be…?

At the company, I tried to maintain a professional relationship with Huang Yang. I declined his invitations to dinner several times, and went straight home after work. After putting down my bag and lying in bed, looking at the empty room, I felt incredibly lonely. Was this what my life was supposed to be like?!

Only when I talk to Ah-Chuang on the phone can I slightly calm my agitated mood. Listening to Ah-Chuang's sweet words can stabilize the strange emotions I have from working with Huang Yang during the day. But after hanging up, I feel particularly bored and restless. What am I going to do?

Although I maintain a working relationship with Huang Yang and deliberately treat him coldly, even though I really want to laugh at the jokes he tells me, I am afraid that he will misunderstand that I have feelings for him. So I deliberately keep a straight face, wanting to laugh but holding it in. This feeling is really unbearable.

For the next six months, although I tried to keep my distance from Huang Yang, he persisted in trying to get closer to me. He was diligent and his work was truly impeccable. I couldn't help but praise him to Manager Ma. Because of Huang Yang's hard work, my resistance to him gradually turned into admiration.

Huang Yang didn't distance himself from me because I deliberately kept my distance; he remained as warm and welcoming as ever. Because Ah Chuang was busy with work, he often took care of me in my daily life, frequently telling me his past experiences and jokes. I thought that since we were colleagues, there was no need to keep any distance; a selfless heart makes the world vast. Gradually, I also started chatting and laughing with Huang Yang. Huang Yang's place in my heart has gradually risen.

The early autumn weather is still as hot as summer. Yesterday, Huang Yang and I went out to visit clients, but we didn't expect that it would be dark by the time we finished. The night breeze was blowing, driving away the sweltering heat of late summer. It was a rare good day.

I was in a rush today and didn't drive my own car. Huang Yang has been working hard these past few days running around helping me with this project, so I suggested we go for a walk instead of going home right away. Huang Yang readily agreed to my invitation and even wanted to treat me to dinner.

I figured a walk with my colleague was enough and declined his dinner invitation. But Huang Yang said I hadn't given him face and had never let him express his gratitude, thanking me for showing him the door and making his work so smooth. He insisted on treating me today too.

I felt it wouldn't be right to refuse, so I readily agreed. Seeing that I agreed, Huang Yang smiled happily, as if he'd found a gold mine.

We chose a nearby Western restaurant for dinner; the atmosphere was elegant and warm.

It's been so long since Ah Chuang and I enjoyed dinner at such an elegant place; it's been so long I can barely remember, it feels like the last century. Thinking of Ah Chuang, my face darkened.

Huang Yang immediately noticed my gloom and asked if something was wrong.

I smiled faintly and didn't answer him. Lost in my own thoughts, I looked up to find Huang Yang staring intently at me, her gaze fiery and unwavering, completely undisguised. It was the same fiery look Ah Chan often gave me during our passionate romance—a look that made my heart flutter with a mix of excitement and unease.

"What's wrong, Ouyang? Did something unpleasant happen?" Huang Yang asked gently when I looked up.

"Nothing...nothing...I was just daydreaming..." I said apologetically.

Although I was somewhat annoyed by Huang Yang's gaze, my feminine vanity made me accept her intense stare.

When I saw the Western food the waiter brought out, which was exactly what I usually like, I was surprised. How did Huang Yang know what I like?

"I noticed you seemed a little distracted earlier, so I took the liberty of ordering some for you..." Huang Yang explained, noticing my surprise.

"I don't know if it suits your taste... I've noticed you like spicy food, so I ordered it based on the menu," Huang Yang continued.

"Thank you, it suits my taste perfectly..."

"Ouyang, I never expected that such a delicate girl like you could actually eat spicy food..."

"I can't help it, my husband isn't home often, so I eat carelessly. My stomach is weak right now, so eating something spicy helps to stimulate my appetite..."

"Oh? Your husband isn't home often?! Is he that busy with work?"

"Sigh... don't even mention it..." Thinking about Ah Chuang's work makes me anxious. Should I support him in his work?

"Let's eat first..."

So Huang Yang and I enjoyed our sumptuous dinner.

The food at this Western restaurant was really good. Although there was almost no spiciness in Western cuisine, it was probably modified for Chinese tastes. They added curry and pepper appropriately, making it truly delicious.

During the meal, Huang Yang kept telling funny stories and jokes, which really made me happy.

"Would you like some red wine?" After we finished our Western meal, Huang Yang asked tentatively.

"..." I smiled slightly.

"Huang Yang, don't be so cautious... If you want some... just have some."

"How can I not be cautious, Ouyang? You're the woman I like the most..." Huang Yang stared at me with infatuation after my slight smile, saying infatuatedly.

"What are you saying!" Hearing Huang Yang say that, although my vanity made me feel a little elated, my reason told me to immediately reject him.

"Okay, I surrender," Huang Yang said, seeing that I wasn't going to leave, so he changed his strategy.

"Ouyang, I really... admire you..." Huang Yang continued.

"Can you accept this statement...?"

"..." I remained silent.

"Actually, you are a woman I greatly admire..." Huang Yang ordered a bottle of red wine and continued.

"Ouyang, you are so beautiful and radiant, gentle and charming, just like your name..."

Taking the red wine handed to me by the messenger, Huang Yang poured it for me as she continued.

"You have a woman's grace, and also a woman's competence..."

Huang Yang raised the wine glass to her lips, gently inhaling the aroma, and said softly, as if she were murmuring to herself.

"I regret not meeting a woman like you sooner, otherwise I would never have let you be lonely alone..." "Alright, Huang Yang, stop talking..." Huang Yang's words touched a raw nerve, and for some reason, I wanted to cry. To avoid losing my composure, I quickly interrupted Huang Yang.

"Ouyang, don't call me by my name. We've been together for so long, and you've always called me Huang Yang. Can you call me A-Yang?" Huang Yang, holding her wine glass, looked up, her eyes seemingly misty, staring directly at me as she asked.

"Alright, I can call you A-Yang, okay..." I pleaded hastily, as if trying to avoid Huang Yang's gaze.

"Then from now on, don't call me Ouyang Ouyang anymore. Just call me Xiao Wan." I said with a deliberately generous smile.

"Okay, that's how we'll call you. At the company, I'll call you Ouyang, and when we're alone, I'll call you Xiaowan, okay?" Huang Yang said softly.

"Come on, don't be like that, let's drink..." I deliberately concealed my inner turmoil and raised my glass.

"Come on, for a new beginning, cheers!" Huang Yang excitedly downed his drink in one gulp.

The alcohol tasted sweet with a slight sourness in my mouth; supposedly, that's the taste of good foreign liquor. As the alcohol entered my stomach, it immediately turned into a warm sensation, swirling around in my chest and abdomen, quite uncomfortable.

"You've never talked about your family, tell me about it." As the alcohol entered my body, I blurted out.

"Oh?" Huang Yang raised his eyebrows in slight surprise.

"I... I lost both my parents when I was young, and my aunt raised me. I consider her my own mother. Three years ago, I got married. My husband is a music academy teacher... Sigh..."

Huang Yang sighed as she spoke.

"What's wrong? Why are you sighing?" I asked, puzzled.

"My husband is also a workaholic. He works at the school all day long, and I only see him a few times a year." Huang Yang shook her head.

"Teachers always have holidays, how could that be?" I retorted, not believing her.

"She does have holidays..." Huang Yang said sarcastically.

"But her holidays aren't for me..."

"Every holiday she leads students to participate in national exams, or she leads students to study at other schools. She... is very busy..."

Huang Yang said dejectedly.

"Oh...so Ah Yang seems like an optimist on the surface, but he's actually just like me..." I was touched by Huang Yang's words, feeling a strange connection with him.

"Stop talking about me, have some more." Huang Yang poured some more wine into my glass.

"Xiao Wan, speaking of you, why aren't you so happy..."

"I...what's there to say about me? I'm just like you." I took a sip of red wine.

"My husband is a workaholic too, I'm the one who made him like this..." Seeing Huang Yang's surprised look, I smiled self-deprecatingly.

"Back then, to encourage him, I pushed him into the job, but...I didn't expect it to turn him into a workaholic..."

I lowered my head, lost in thought. Yes, I was the one who turned Ah Chuang into a workaholic, whose fault is it? My loneliness is self-inflicted; I brew my own bitter wine and must taste it myself.

"Forget it, don't torture yourself over them, let's drink..." Huang Yang continued to persuade me, seeing my low spirits.

"Yes, let's live for today, cheers..." I raised my glass and clinked it against Huang Yang's.

And so, amidst our reminiscences and mutual comfort, we finished the entire bottle of red wine.

Perhaps it was the reflection on my past and the sadness of life, but even though I usually have a high alcohol tolerance, I was now somewhat tipsy.

Seeing my slightly swaying body, Huang Yang took the initiative to support me, and I naturally put my arm around Huang Yang's arm, and we walked out of the hotel like a couple.

A slightly cool autumn breeze brushed against my skin, making me feel refreshed. I stubbornly suggested that Huang Yang accompany me for a stroll to see the night view, and Huang Yang, cherishing our time together, agreed.

As night fell, people went out to enjoy the early autumn coolness. Huang Yang and I walked along the tree-lined avenue, continuing to chat and laugh.

The weather changed quickly; the clear sky turned into a torrential downpour by evening, and we, completely unprepared, were soaked to the bone.

My thin clothes clung tightly to my body after the rain. Since it was summer, I was already wearing very little, and the milky-white dress was now practically transparent, displaying my shapely figure to Huang Yang and the hurried passersby. Because of the heat, I was only wearing a flesh-colored lace bra underneath, and under the "care" of the rain, I was practically naked before Huang Yang.

The young people sheltering from the rain by the roadside, seeing my almost naked state, were whistling gleefully, taking advantage of my vulnerability. I was both ashamed and annoyed. Huang Yang immediately took off his clothes and draped them over me, covering my body and preventing further embarrassment.

I had nowhere to vent my anger, so I unleashed it all on Huang Yang…

“It’s all your fault!… Why did you even go for a walk…” I said angrily to Huang Yang, tears streaming down my face, then ran quickly to the roadside to flag down a taxi.

But taxis were in high demand in the rain, and I couldn’t get one for ages.

Rain streamed down my hair and clothes, while Huang Yang, embarrassed by my outburst, could only stand awkwardly to the side, his jacket shielding me from the rain, his shirt underneath already soaked through. A chilly early autumn wind blew, and Huang Yang shivered, his lips turning slightly purple.

Seeing Huang Yang shivering in the cold wind, I knew I was the one who suggested we walk, but I hadn't been right to yell at him. I wanted to apologize, but the words just wouldn't come out...

Just then, a taxi pulled up, and Huang Yang rushed in front of it, blocking the way.

"Are you trying to get yourself killed?! It's raining so hard, the roads are so bad, if you want to die, don't come looking for me..." the driver yelled at Huang Yang.

"Driver..." Huang Yang ran to the driver, whispering something, occasionally pointing at me.

And I stood there pitifully in the wind and rain, soaked to the bone, looking utterly pathetic.

The driver, seeing that we were both soaking wet, was reluctant to take us. Huang Yang then took out fifty yuan from his pocket and gave it to the driver, who finally reluctantly agreed.

Once the driver agreed, Huang Yang immediately ran to me and pulled me into the taxi.

The temperature inside the car immediately made me feel warm and cozy, and I was also touched by Huang Yang…

“You’re really good to your girlfriend…” the driver said to Huang Yang, who was sitting in the passenger seat, as he drove.

“Hehe, it’s my duty, it’s my duty…” Huang Yang replied to the driver.

“Thank you, driver. Without you, we would be soaked to the bone,” Huang Yang said, turning to look at me.

I rolled my eyes at Huang Yang, but didn't immediately refute his claim that I was his girlfriend. Seeing that I wasn't angry, Huang Yang immediately regained his temper and started chatting and laughing with the driver.

As I dried myself off, I inwardly grumbled at Ah-Chuang, "Why are you always so busy with work? It would be so much better if you were here with me!"

Looking at Huang Yang's soaking wet back, I felt a sudden surge of emotion. I took out my handkerchief and handed it to Huang Yang so he could dry himself off. The moment Huang Yang took the handkerchief, I saw his eyes light up. That look made my heart flutter again…

The taxi arrived at my building quickly. Seeing Huang Yang's disheveled appearance, I couldn't help but say, "Come upstairs… dry yourself off, don't catch a cold…" It

was the first time I'd invited a male colleague to my home, and I hesitated.

"Isn't it inconvenient…?" Huang Yang said from the car, but I could tell from his eyes that he really wanted to come upstairs with me.

"It's nothing... Look at you... you're all soaking wet." At this point, I could only insist that he come upstairs, otherwise it would be really embarrassing.

"Okay..." Huang Yang quickly got out of the car, and we ran upstairs together.

"Your house is so beautiful!" Huang Yang exclaimed after entering the room.

To be honest, I love cleanliness. Although A-Chuang isn't home often, I clean the room spotless every day. Hearing Huang Yang's praise made me feel very happy.

A-Chuang, on the other hand, ignores my hard work and has never praised the spotless room!

"It's nothing, come on... come in." I said as I let Huang Yang in.

"Here, wipe yourself off... I don't have any extra towels, you can use my husband's for now..." I said, handing Ah Chan's towel to Huang Yang.

"I'm so sorry..." Huang Yang took the towel and wiped his face as he spoke.

"I'm so sorry you got caught in the rain..." Huang Yang apologized.

"...It was my fault today... I lost my temper with you..." I said softly, blushing.

"It's nothing, if it were my wife, she would have hit me already, uh..." Huang Yang realized that comparing me to his wife was too presumptuous, and suddenly stopped talking, looking at me apologetically.

"..." I didn't respond to Huang Yang's words, standing in the living room, silently wiping the rainwater from my hair.

Huang Yang also stood there dumbfounded in the living room, not knowing what to say, looking at me.

At this moment, the room fell silent.

I noticed Huang Yang seemed silent for a long time. I looked up at him and found him staring at me, suppressing his heavy breathing.

I subconsciously looked down at myself…

“Ah!!!” I was still soaking wet, my beautiful curves on full display before Huang Yang.

My half-cup bra clung to my full breasts, which, under my wet dress, looked like nothing more than a layer of gauze, unable to conceal my voluptuous figure. To make matters worse, the flesh-colored bra was also wet, and my bright red nipples inexplicably protruded from my chest. The wet dress clung tightly to my waist, showing off my slender figure.

Even more terrifying, the black pubic hair was visible beneath the matching thong underwear under the empty skirt, its faint glimpse under the room light adding to the lewd atmosphere.

I quickly covered my chest with one hand and used a towel to cover my lower body with the other, glaring reproachfully at Huang Yang before retreating to the bathroom.

Perhaps due to the alcohol, I had completely overlooked the fact that there were no clean clothes in the bathroom. Should I go out like this?

I leaned against the cold bathroom tiles to cool off the heat in my body, looking at my flushed face in the mirror, my eyes glazed over, my once bright eyes now watery and radiating a seductive lust.

"What's going on... Is this me?... " I wondered to myself.

"It's all because of this harmful wine... No, I... I have to live up to my husband's expectations..." I bit my lower lip, silently reaffirming my resolve.

Perhaps it was the strong aftereffects of the red wine, or the alternating hot and cold sensation from being drenched in the rain, but anyway, my whole body was burning hot, my cheeks were so hot they felt like they could roast a sweet potato, my heart was pounding, and my limbs were weak, as if I couldn't move my body at all.

"What is Huang Yang doing now?...Why is there no sound from the living room..." I wondered to myself.

I gently opened the bathroom door a crack, and what I saw made my heart race.

I saw that Huang Yang had taken off his soaked shirt, revealing a strong physique, and was holding a towel in his hands, wiping his head and body. His upper body muscles bulged out like little mice with every movement.

Perhaps hearing the noise from the bathroom, Huang Yang turned her head and looked this way, startling me so much that I immediately slammed the door shut.

I leaned against the wall, panting heavily, my heart pounding from the shock of what I had just witnessed, from the lingering fear of what was about to happen, and from the guilt I felt towards my husband…

I was like a stranded fish, mouth agape, struggling to breathe. My entire body felt like molten lava about to erupt, waves of heat coursing through me. The cold clothes I hadn't had time to change out of seemed to evaporate from my heat, clinging tightly to me, the boiling heat making it even harder to breathe.

Perhaps it's the alcohol, but I'm seeing stars and feeling dizzy. I desperately crave the cold tiles behind me to help. I roll over and lie face down on them. The coolness from the tiles doesn't lower my body temperature; instead, it stimulates me even more, tickling my nipples. My whole body aches and itch unbearably. A warm flow seems to be slowly trickling down my underwear from my vulva…

I slump to the floor, kicking my legs together as if trying to relieve the itch and itch, or perhaps to hide the fluids…

Now the aftereffects of the red wine … I got upstairs, and in my drunken stupor, I collapsed onto the floor. Luckily, I was alone in the bathroom. My right hand instinctively unbuttoned my dress and reached inside, pulling down my bra and squeezing my usually proud breasts tightly, kneading and squeezing them forcefully, occasionally flicking my already erect nipples. My left hand naturally slipped under my dress, pulled down my panties, and pinched my swollen labia, sticky with vaginal fluid, with two fingers. The slickness was incredibly intense, and the tingling and itching in my lower body became even more unbearable. I stopped caressing my labia and pressed my thumb against my protruding clitoris, quickly rubbing and poking it…

"Mmm...mmm..." Pleasure erupted from my lips, and the kneading with my thumb became even more frantic.

A gush of milky white fluid flowed from my vagina, down my perineum to my anus, and dripped onto the skirt beneath me.

I frantically thrust my index finger out, plunging it into my vagina and pumping it rapidly and desperately. My eyes were glazed over, and I fantasized about Ah-Chuang's penis thrusting in and out of my vagina. At times, my husband's image would fade, and gradually Huang Yang would appear, fucking me...

Huang Yang's image appeared unexpectedly, jolting me awake. I cursed myself for being so lewd, for thinking of someone else...

But Huang Yang's appearance made my body even more aroused. The movement of my index finger couldn't satisfy the rising pleasure within me, so I also thrust my middle finger into my vagina...

"Whatever... let me fly... um... um..." I abandoned the last shred of consciousness and indulged in the impending climax.

"...Yellow poplar it is... um..." The image of Yellow Poplar's body became clearer in my imagination, and my fingers, which were frantically poking at her, became even more frantic...

After the madness with Ah Chuang during the May Day holiday, I gradually learned to masturbate, and now I only enjoy the pleasure it brings me... My fingers, which were poking at myself, were now covered in semen, and in the frantic movement, my white thighs were also covered with shiny liquid, shimmering with a lewd light under the bathroom light...

"...Um... Ah..." I twisted my thighs, and the pleasure was about to reach its peak!!!

"Bang... Bang..." The bathroom door was knocked on, dragging me from the near collapse of pleasure back to reality, and I immediately woke up.

"...Huh?... What is it..." I asked incoherently.

It hadn't even been a minute since the door closed, but to me it felt like an eternity.

Coming to my senses, I was overwhelmed with shame for my chaotic fantasies and my affair with Huang Yang. Only now did I realize Huang Yang was still in the living room. It was as if Huang Yang had discovered my lewd behavior, immediately making me flustered and uneasy.

"Xiao Wan… what's wrong… I heard…" Huang Yang's voice trembled as she asked me from outside the room.

"Could it be… that Huang Yang heard my shameful moans… how can I face anyone…?" Huang Yang's words made me blush even more; my recently calmed emotions were now so intense I could hardly breathe.

"N-nothing... I... I might be drunk... dizzy..." I really was dizzy, but the dizziness wasn't the reason I was moaning earlier.

"Are you alright? Hurry up and change your clothes. Getting drunk and caught in the rain is the worst thing you can do. Don't get sick," Huang Yang said with concern from outside the door.

"Oh..." I replied softly, looking down at myself, almost naked, my clothes wrinkled and disheveled, my legs trembling slightly from the passion just now...

"I want to change my clothes too, but how can I change with you outside..." I thought to myself, regretting letting Huang Yang come to my house, making me look so disheveled.

"...Xiao Wan..." Huang Yang said from outside the door.

"Could... could you... could it be convenient... for me to..." Huang Yang asked hesitantly.

"What is it..." I leaned against the door, asking in confusion.

"Could I... take a shower...? You know... I'm covered in rain..." Huang Yang's voice suddenly trembled unusually, as if she was suppressing something.

"Yes, I'm soaked, I'll catch a cold if I don't shower... But... but I'm like this..." I looked down at myself again.

"Oh... wait a minute..." I finally thought of a solution and said to Huang Yang outside the door.

"Turn off the living room light first, so I can go out..." I said shyly to Huang Yang, while buttoning up my clothes and smoothing out the wrinkles on my skirt.

The thought of being almost naked alone in a dark room with my colleague made me extremely shy.

"What?... Turn off the light?... " Huang Yang asked in surprise from outside the door.

"...Turn off the light so I can come out...I...I...how can I get out like this..." I couldn't help but curse Huang Yang inwardly

as an idiot. "Oh..." Huang Yang seemed to finally understand and left the room.

The outside light went out.

"Okay, Xiao Wan...you can come out now..." Huang Yang said, trembling.

I sensed something was wrong with Huang Yang's voice, but then I thought, maybe Huang Yang was just shivering from the cold, so without thinking too much, I gently opened the door...

"Ah!!!..." Huang Yang was actually standing right outside the bathroom door!!!

Huang Yang was completely naked, wearing only a white pair of briefs, but the soaking wet briefs were almost transparent, appearing as a dark blob under the light, his engorged penis pushing the briefs high...

"You!!!" I was so shocked I couldn't speak, my body stiff, standing there dumbfounded at the doorway, forgetting to close it to protect myself.

"Xiao Wan!!!" Huang Yang looked down at me, his gaze so frightening, radiating masculine energy.

He called my name as he walked towards me, and I instinctively backed away.

Huang Yang followed me into the bathroom!!!

Bright lights shone directly on Huang Yang's robust body. His once bright and handsome face was now flushed red, his eyes staring intently at me, his nostrils flaring, his lips dry, and his hot, alcohol-scented breath blowing directly onto me.

I stared back at Huang Yang, both ashamed and afraid, my hands gripping the basin behind me as if to support my collapsing body.

"Huang Yang... what... what are you going to do..." I asked timidly.

"Uh... uh... Xiao Wan..." A beast-like sound came from Huang Yang's throat.

"Xiao Wan... I... I love you..." Before he could finish speaking, Huang Yang pounced on me like a beast, pulling me tightly into his arms.

His strong arms wrapped around me tightly like iron hoops, and the pungent smell of a man's sweat assaulted my nostrils. But I, usually unusually clean, felt no aversion to the smell; instead, I felt a kind of intoxicating haze.

Huang Yang's body was as hot as a furnace, his strong muscles gleaming with a healthy bronze hue under the light. I pressed myself tightly against him. My usually proud, full breasts, under Huang Yang's embrace, had lost their former firmness, pressed tightly against his chest. We were so close that I could hear each other's rapid heartbeats.

Huang Yang's other hand was also tightly wrapped around my buttocks, causing me to involuntarily thrust forward, his erect penis pressing against my lower abdomen.

"Oh... Huang Yang's penis is so hard and erect... like an iron rod..."

"...No... an iron rod doesn't move, but Huang Yang's penis is throbbing on my lower abdomen..." I thought frantically.

"No... I can't!!!" I tried to push Huang Yang away forcefully, shouting loudly.

However, my voice was so weak that to Huang Yang, it probably just sounded like my inner struggle.

"Xiao Wan... my dear Xiao Wan..." Huang Yang's large mouth whispered in my ear, occasionally gently biting my sensitive earlobe.

"Xiao Wan, you have no idea how much I love you..."

"The moment I saw you, I was captivated. My soul flew away with you..."

"Even though I'm sitting in the office, my mind is always on you. Wherever you go, my eyes follow..."

"Xiao Wan...do you know how much I miss you...at night, I fantasize about your body and masturbate in bed..."

"Every day and night, you're the only one in my heart...Xiao Wan...I love you..."

Huang Yang whispered as he kissed my earlobe and cheek, even trying to kiss my lips.

I desperately tried to dodge, calling out repeatedly,

"Huang Yang...Huang Yang...what are you doing...let me go..."

while struggling to break free from Huang Yang's embrace.

"Xiao Wan... Xiao Wan..." Huang Yang's voice suddenly grew louder, as if he were angry.

"I can see your loneliness every day, I can read the loneliness in your heart. Your husband doesn't care about you at all, otherwise, why would he only work and not care about you much..."

Huang Yang's words touched the pain in my heart.

"Yes, husband, what are you doing now? Come and help me!" I struggled and cried out in my heart.

"No... my husband works for me..." I struggled in Huang Yang's arms while defending Ah Chuang.

"Hmph, if your husband loved you, he would definitely be by your side. Why does he leave you alone in an empty house..." Huang Yang continued to speak the devil's words in my ear.

"You don't understand... Let me go!!!" I writhed violently.

My sensitive nipples rubbed against Huang Yang's body as I twisted, and his hard penis pressed against my lower abdomen with each movement.

Huang Yang seemed to enjoy my writhing in his arms, holding me even tighter.

"Let go... I'll accuse you of rape..." I shouted, my face flushed.

"Go ahead and sue. That way you'll lose your reputation. Do you think your husband will still be with you?" Huang Yang had become like a devil.

Hearing this, I thought, "Yes, then my husband won't want me anymore, and this family will be over..."

Thinking of this, I writhed even more in resistance.

"Huang Yang...think about it, you have a family too. Your wife would be heartbroken if she knew..." I desperately tried to appeal to his emotions and move him.

"She...humph...she abandoned this family a long time ago...who knows whose bed she's in now..." Hearing me mention his wife, Huang Yang didn't stop humiliating me; instead, he hugged me even more frantically.

"...Mmm..."

In the fierce struggle with Huang Yang, the hem of my skirt had long been pulled up to my waist, and my bare legs felt the coolness of the air. At this moment, Huang Yang's hand reached from behind my buttocks to my genitals, digging and probing at my vaginal opening. I couldn't help but moan.

"Look at you..." Huang Yang held out his fingers, which were covered in my vaginal secretions, to my face, smiling smugly.

"Your body has already surrendered, what are you still resisting for? Were you masturbating in the bathroom just now?" Huang Yang's expression made me feel ashamed.

"Your husband hasn't been with you for so long, is your cunt lonely and restless? Are you craving a man's big cock?" Huang Yang waved his finger triumphantly in front of me.

I was stunned by what I saw, and at the same time, I felt extremely ashamed and regretful for letting Huang Yang into the house, agreeing to have dinner with him, and agreeing to drink that damn red wine with him...

Seeing that I had given up resisting, Huang Yang smiled triumphantly, kissing my cheek, his big mouth, reeking of alcohol, sliding onto my lips...

The moment Huang Yang's hot lips took mine, his thin tongue pried open my closed teeth and intertwined with mine, I sobered up. I

clenched my teeth unconsciously.

"Ah..." Huang Yang shoved me away and covered his mouth.

"Don't touch me...don't touch me..." The alcohol, combined with the violent resistance just now, made my head throb with pain, and I could barely stand.

I glared at Huang Yang and shouted hoarsely,

"If you come any closer, I'll kill myself!!!!"

"You're really courting death..." Huang Yang noticed that the pain in his mouth was gradually subsiding, and he knew that he wasn't injured at all, so he walked forward fiercely again and grabbed my arm.

"Let me tell you, you still keep your purity for your husband, but your husband has slept with other women and has long abandoned you..."

"What! What did you say!!!" I stared at Huang Yang in shock. His words stunned me, and I forgot to struggle.

"What?! Your husband's having an affair with another woman, and he's probably busy with her right now..." Huang Yang said sarcastically.

"What?! I don't believe it!!! I don't believe it!!!!"

"You don't believe it? Think about it, is your husband really working that hard? So neglectful of sleep and meals?... "

"...Nonsense, he's been seeing his secretary for a while...that secretary is much younger than you..." Huang Yang's vicious words rang in my ears, stirring up my deepest fear of my husband.

To be honest, I'm really afraid Ah Ceng will cause trouble. In today's society, how can you socialize without women? Why are so many companies hiring female escorts? Isn't it all about using their looks!"

I'm really worried about his beautiful secretary. Although she's usually very serious, I can tell from her eyes that she's very affectionate towards Ah Chuang. Even though Ah Chuang tells me that he and she are innocent, I'm still uneasy.

I once secretly went to his company at night. Although Ah Chuang was working alone most of the time, I occasionally saw Zhang Qian working with him. Although they behaved very properly, and I didn't see anything unusual, I was always afraid that they might develop feelings for each other over time...

This is my secret, my fear. I never thought it would actually happen today. Although I heard it from Huang Yang, it felt like a magnitude 7 earthquake to me.

"You...what do you know..." I asked Huang Yang in a panic, forgetting the danger we were facing. Instead, I shook his arm, urging him to speak.

Huang Yang looked at me in surprise, his eyes flickering uncertainly, as if my behavior was both expected and unexpected.

"Tell me...please..." I pleaded with Huang Yang, crying.

"I saw your husband and his secretary..." Huang Yang paused, looking at me.

"It really was Zhang Qian..." I murmured helplessly and desperately, sobbing softly, as Huang Yang spoke my innermost fears.

"...I saw your husband embracing his secretary, walking into an apartment building..." Huang Yang continued to whisper the devil's words in my ear.

"Is it Genting Apartments...?" I asked desperately, looking up.

I knew Zhang Qian lived in Genting Apartments, and I really hoped Huang Yang would say no.

"...Oh...you know...then why did you ask me..." Huang Yang chuckled.

"They were all lovey-dovey, like a couple in the throes of passion, and he even kissed that girl..." Huang Yang continued.

"...Oh right, what's that girl's name...Qianqian..."

"It's over, everything's over...Ah Chuang...how could you...?" I collapsed weakly into Huang Yang's arms, bursting into tears.

"Xiao Wan...my dear Wanwan...I'm here...I love you..." Huang Yang held me gently, kissing my hair lightly from time to time.

I need someone's care and love so much right now. I just want to lean on anyone, no matter who it is. The pain in my heart made me collapse weakly into Huang Yang's arms and cry.

"Xiao Wan... Wanwan..." Huang Yang continued to murmur in my ear.

Seeing me crying helplessly, Huang Yang gently held me, his earlier roughness gone. Instead, he embraced me with unusual tenderness, sometimes whispering my name in my ear, sometimes lightly kissing my hair and cheeks…

Huang Yang's tenderness stirred something inexplicable within me. After such extreme disappointment, Huang Yang's tenderness was exactly what I needed. I never disliked Huang Yang; on the contrary, I did have feelings for him. Otherwise, when I was masturbating in the bathroom earlier, A-Chuang's image wouldn't have materialized into Huang Yang's. That's why I usually consciously keep my distance from Huang Yang.

But now, my thoughts are in complete disarray, and the red wine is giving me a splitting headache.

"My Ah Chuang, why did you do this! Why did you betray me, betray our marriage! You…" The thought of Ah Chuang, my husband, filled me with unbearable grief.

"No… Ah Yang… I… I'm so confused right now, please don't do this…" I weakly pushed Huang Yang away.

"Let me rest, please…" I pleaded.

Seeing that I rejected him again, Huang Yang's expression turned somewhat cold. But in an instant, his gentleness returned.

"Okay... Xiao Wan, let me help you to the living room..."

With Huang Yang's help, we went to the living room together. Huang Yang turned on the floor lamp next to the sofa. The soft floor lamp emitted a pale yellow light. I usually like pale yellow light because it makes me feel warm. But today, the pale yellow light seemed to reflect my gray mood, adding to my sorrow and grief.

Huang Yang sat down beside me and gently hugged me, constantly trying to comfort me. But I couldn't hear anything because my thoughts were in turmoil...

"Xiao Wan... Xiao Wan... Why are you so hot? Change your clothes quickly, or you'll catch a cold..." Huang Yang shook me forcefully, as if trying to bring a dead person back to life.

I raised my head in a daze, staring blankly at him, but my eyes were empty, and I felt nothing at all…

“Xiao Wan!!!” Huang Yang called me again.

I finally snapped out of it. Now, besides the headache, I really felt burning hot all over, my face was flushed. I knew I really had a fever.

“Xiao Wan, quickly change your clothes and take a hot shower.”

I mechanically stood up, went into the bedroom, found a change of clothes in the closet, took out A-Chan’s bathrobe, and then came out of the bedroom. Seeing Huang Yang already standing up from the sofa, looking at me anxiously, his concern overflowing, I couldn’t help but feel another surge of excitement.

"Ah Yang... sit for a while... take a shower later, and I'll find Ah Chuang's... Ah Chuang's clothes for you to change into before going home. Thank you so much for today."

"This is Ah Chuang's bathrobe, put it on first..." I tossed Ah Chuang's bathrobe to Huang Yang.

"Oh... it's okay, I'll leave after you've rested." Huang Yang's eyes showed obvious disappointment when I told him to go home.

I smiled and went to the bathroom, locking the door behind me, turning on the shower, and starting to shower.

The hot water felt wonderful on my body, chasing away the chill, but what about my heart?

I washed myself desperately, sobbing...

"Ah Chuang, how could you... No, after Ah Yang leaves, I'm going to ask him myself, ask him why he betrayed me and our marriage..." Having made up my mind, I quickly finished washing, wanting Huang Yang to leave as soon as possible so he could call me.

A hot shower really helped; the cold symptoms gradually subsided, though my head still ached terribly, but I felt much more awake.

After drying myself, I looked at myself in the bathroom mirror. My naked skin, unlike its usual fair and delicate appearance, was flushed and appeared even more delicate under the heat.

I put on a bra and panties, my most ordinary set, but since I'm always vain and my pampered Ah Yang buys very sexy and revealing clothes, this set, though my most ordinary, was just an extra layer of sheer fabric.

Looking down at my delicate, high breasts, they appeared even more prominent under the sheer bra. My rosy nipples restlessly protruded beneath the fabric.

My slender, crimson waist was so thin it seemed almost fragile, and the pale pink panties barely revealed my dark pubic hair through the sheer fabric. Seeing myself like this made me blush with embarrassment.

"Ah Chuang...don't you love me anymore? Don't you like your beautiful wife's body anymore? Do you know how much I care about you and how much I love you?... " Just thinking about Ah Chuang made my face turn pale again.

"I don't want to think about it anymore. I'll ask Ah Chuang myself. I don't believe Ah Chuang would betray me, would abandon this family..."

Gathering my chaotic thoughts, I picked up my clothes, intending to put them in the basket where I usually keep my clothes. But then I saw a sticky liquid on my underwear, glistening lewdly in the light. It was from my masturbation earlier, and my face flushed again.

Thinking about how Huang Yang had touched my genitals during my struggle with him, my lower body started to ache and itch again. I couldn't let this continue.

I quickly hid my clothes in the cabinet under the sink, then put on a two-piece silk nightgown. Looking at myself in the mirror, I saw a light green silk top with short sleeves, revealing my delicate, lotus-root-like arms. The matching silk skirt, only five inches above my knees, completely exposed my shapely, slender legs—it felt too sexy. So I put on a bathrobe, which, although bulky, was at least less sexy and safer.

I casually tied my wet hair up to calm myself, then pushed open the door and came out.

Huang Yang was watching TV in the living room, wearing Ah Chan's bathrobe. Seeing me come out of the bathroom, she immediately stood up.

Huang Yang looked at me after my shower, his eyes gleaming with a sharp light that always made me uneasy.

"You're done showering...how are you feeling?" Huang Yang asked solicitously.

"Much better...my head still hurts...you should take a shower...so you can go home early, you have work tomorrow."

"Oh...it's okay, have some water first..." Huang Yang picked up a glass of water from the glass coffee table.

"I knew you'd be thirsty after drinking, so I prepared this especially for you, drink it..." Huang Yang's voice trembled.

"Oh..." I took the glass and drank the water.

"Thank you...you should take a shower now." I put down the glass and said to Huang Yang.

I hoped he would finish showering quickly and go home so I could call Ah Chuang.

Seeing that I had finished the water, Huang Yang smiled strangely.

"Hurry up and wash, these are Ah Chan's clothes, I think you can wear them... I'll iron your clothes in a bit, they'll dry quickly, you should be done washing by then..." I handed him Ah Chan's clothes that I found in the bedroom.

"Okay..." Huang Yang took the clothes and smiled as he went into the bathroom.

The shower started running quickly, and I set up the iron and started ironing Huang Yang's clothes.

The water from earlier probably really helped with my current condition, my head really didn't hurt as much, but why was my body getting hotter and hotter, and weaker and weaker...?

"Oh no, could I really have a fever..." I raised my hand and touched my head, thankfully it wasn't too hot.

I forced myself to stay awake, determined to iron Huang Yang's clothes quickly and get rid of him as soon as possible.

The clothes were finally ironed, but I felt even hotter. My blood seemed to boil, a heat rising from my lower abdomen, coursing through my body. My body felt unusually sensitive; every movement caused the clothes to rub against my nipples and genitals, like a lover's hand, igniting my desire…

I staggered to the water dispenser, filled a glass with ice water, and gulped it down, but it didn't seem to help. So I filled another glass and drank it down again.

"How strange, what's wrong with me today…"

I sat on the sofa, somewhat disoriented. My body grew hotter and hotter. I tore open the collar of my bathrobe, but I was still hot. For some reason, I impulsively took off the bathrobe, revealing my pajamas underneath.

The exposed arms and legs brought a refreshing coolness, but the heat within me showed no signs of abating. The waves of heat made me so impulsive that I wanted to strip naked. If it weren't for my last shred of reason reminding me that there were other people in the house, I really would have stripped completely naked.

I forced myself to stay upright, waiting for Huang Yang to come out and leave quickly.

But Huang Yang was taking her time washing in the bathroom...

The heat in my body was getting hotter and hotter, but I could bear it. However, the increasingly intense itching in my body was unbearable. Part of that itching was concentrated on my breasts, especially my sensitive nipples. Now my nipples were already engorged and erect, and with the movement of my body, the tingling and itching accumulated even more intensely under my thin bra.

Another part of the tingling itching was concentrated in my lower body, a persistent, lingering sensation. My labia and clitoris had become engorged and erect without my realizing it; my labia were probably already turned inside out. The tingling itching from the erect clitoris was even more unbearable, traveling through my body via unknown nerves to my heart. My vagina was now twitching in waves, and I could clearly feel something flowing out of it…

“This is embarrassing… No… There are strangers in the house… What’s wrong with me…”

At this moment, I was curled up on the sofa, restless, my legs tightly intertwined…

“I… I just need to touch it… This tingling itching will be relieved…” A devilish voice tempted me.

“No… There are strangers in the house…” A righteous voice reminded me.

"But...it hurts so much..." I struggled, one hand unconsciously reaching for my chest.

"Oh...it feels so good..." The tingling and itching in my breasts subsided under the caress of my fingers, and waves of pleasure washed over me.

"...The problem with my breasts is solved, but my lower body...I...I just need to touch it..." I told myself, slightly calmer.

My other hand slowly slid down my smooth thigh to my knee, and as my trembling hand brushed against my skin, a wave of pleasure washed over me.

"...No...I can't..."

My remaining rationality told me that in this situation, if I continued masturbating, I definitely wouldn't stop. Although the pleasure I felt while masturbating in the bathroom was interrupted, the pent-up frustration would surely erupt like a volcano.

I desperately pulled up the crotch of my sheer panties, binding them together tightly and pressing them against my clitoris…

“…Mmm…Mmm…” Tormented by lust, this time, unlike the earlier stimulation of my breasts, it didn’t relieve the problem. Instead, it grew increasingly sore, numb, and itchy. I simply couldn’t bear it. My vaginal contractions intensified, and more and more fluid flowed from it. I closed my eyes, clenched my teeth, and couldn’t help but let out a low moan and sob…

“Touch your clitoris with your hand…Masturbate…Don’t hold it in…” A horrifying voice suddenly appeared in my ear.

The clitoris was coming out!!!

Just as I was struggling on the sofa, Huang Yang came out of the bathroom!!!

I was so engrossed in my carnal struggle that I hadn't even noticed—Huang Yang was out!!!

I was instantly filled with shame; if there were a crack in the floor, I would have crawled into it without hesitation!!!

My hands, which were kneading my breasts and gripping my underwear tightly, froze there!!!

My nightgown, pushed up to my breasts, had abandoned its function, no longer protecting my breasts, leaving my little bunnies exposed to the air!!!

My nightgown, climbed up to my waist, also left my legs bare, offering no further cover whatsoever!!!

My legs, spread wide apart, were now completely immobile, exposing my shameful genitals!

My mischievous labia struggled to peek out from under my underwear, exposed to Huang Yang's burning gaze!

It's over! I'm doomed! Everyone saw everything!

Huang Yang was completely naked, his strong muscles gleaming healthily under the light, his engorged penis standing erect, almost touching his lower abdomen!

The enormous glans emerged from the foreskin, glistening with a filthy liquid seeping from the urethra. Huang Yang's penis was so big and long!

The erect penis, standing tall amidst the dark pubic hair, resembled a spear, its excitement simmering little by little as it saw its prey… a murder

weapon!!

A deadly weapon!!

A soul-stirring murder weapon!! I stared in stunned disbelief at Huang Yang's lewd grin!!

“…Huang Yang…you…” I stammered, unsure of what to say.

"...Don't call me Huang Yang, call me A Yang, I like it when you call me that..." Huang Yang said teasingly as he sat down next to me.

At the same time, Huang Yang's hand climbed up to my breast and slowly and gently kneaded it...

"...So comfortable..." I couldn't help but cry out in my heart.

"No...don't...um...don't..." I could only dodge Huang Yang's lewd hands, but I was so powerless in my confusion, and it was as if I was just being coquettish in front of him.

"Call me A Yang." Huang Yang said in my ear as he chased after my dodgeable breasts.

"No..." I struggled and resisted with all my might.

"Go home!" I used the last of my strength to suddenly stand up from the sofa.

Huang Yang looked at me in surprise, as if astonished that I had the strength to break free from his entanglement.

"Please have some self-respect... I'm a married woman..." I said dazedly, standing in front of Huang Yang, my last shred of rationality allowing me to utter these righteous words.

"Don't be silly, your husband is having an affair, he doesn't want you anymore, he's probably off gallivanting with that little secretary right now..." Huang Yang's devilish words rang in my ears.

Huang Yang seemed unfazed by my rejection, sitting relaxed on the sofa with his legs stretched out, his angry penis throbbing against his lower abdomen. Huang Yang looked up at me smugly. Although my nightgown had naturally drooped as I stood up, the extremely short skirt still allowed him a glimpse of my cleavage.

Hearing his vicious words, I froze, standing there dumbfounded…

“Your husband is definitely ‘working’ on his secretary’s belly…” Huang Yang emphasized the word “working.

” “That secretary is so young and beautiful, your husband must be fucking her until she screams…” Huang Yang showed no sign of stopping.

“Stop it… stop it…” I desperately covered my ears and stomped my feet.

My nightgown fluttered as I moved, giving Huang Yang an even better view…

“Don’t think about your husband… Enjoy life while you can…”

“…Making love with me can get revenge on your husband…” Huang Yang continued to torment my nerves.

I was almost collapsing!!!

“I don’t believe it!!! I don’t believe it!!! I don’t believe it…” Slowly, I sat down on the carpet in front of the sofa, tears streaming down my face, my voice hoarse.

“Here, drink this, it can help you…”

I don’t know how much time passed, maybe it was just a moment, who knows, at that time I didn’t care about any of this, I only vaguely saw Huang Yang, naked, run behind the water dispenser, take something out and then run back, opening a small bottle for me to drink.

“What is it? I won’t drink it… I won’t drink it…” I turned my head and desperately tried to avoid it.

"Sweetie...it's for sobering up...drink it quickly..."

Huang Yang held my head and forcefully poured the medicine from the bottle into my mouth.

"...This is good stuff...I've been preparing for a long time..." Seeing that I had drunk the medicine, Huang Yang relaxed his grip and muttered to himself.

"I want to call Ah Chuang...I want to call Ah Chuang...I don't believe it...I don't believe it..." After drinking the medicine, I gradually became confused, my eyes unfocused, and I gave up struggling.

"...Don't think about your husband...I'm here with you..." Huang Yang didn't move at this moment, staring at me like he was watching prey about to be caught.

...

Gradually, my consciousness blurred. I forgot about Ah Chan and Huang Yang beside me. I only felt an unusual heat rising within me, a sudden surge of heat from my lower abdomen, engulfing my entire body...

"Mmm...hot...hot..." I mumbled groggily, my hands roaming over my body, tugging at my pajamas...

"Hmph...see how powerful you are...after taking two kinds of drugs, even a virtuous woman becomes a slut..." Huang Yang's voice rang indistinctly in my ears, but I could no longer hear it clearly.

"Let me help you..." Huang Yang pulled my hands away from my pajamas.

"Mmm...no..." I mumbled, but my hands loosened.

My pajamas were pushed up to my armpits, exposing my full breasts, encased in a bra, to the air.

"So alluring..." Huang Yang exclaimed, swallowing hard.

His hands didn't stop for a moment, hastily and roughly lifting my bra to reveal a pair of tender, full breasts...

"So perfect... *whoosh*... *whoosh*..."

The instant my breasts were exposed to Huang Yang, he immediately bent down, biting my left nipple into his mouth while simultaneously squeezing my right breast with his left hand, kneading it vigorously.

"Mmm... mmm..." The pleasure emanating from my chest made me moan immediately.

Huang Yang held my nipple in her mouth, vigorously flicking it with her tongue, her teeth occasionally biting it. Then she sucked my entire breast into her mouth. Although Huang Yang was desperately sucking on my breast, only a small portion of my tender breast could enter her mouth. Huang Yang's entire face was almost buried in my left breast. My right

breast was distorted drastically under Huang Yang's kneading, sometimes flattened and sometimes pulled high, the tender nipple being pinched from time to time...

"Ah...ah...so beautiful...so beautiful..." Huang Yang murmured, her voice muffled, buried in my breast.

"Mmm...ah...mmm..." Extremely ecstatic sounds escaped my lips as Huang Yang played with me.

I was pressed down on the sofa by Huang Yang, being wantonly played with by him. Under the influence of the drug, I felt like a fish struggling desperately in boiling water, gasping for breath and burning hot all over.

Waves of continuous pleasure surged from my breasts, and the tingling and numbness in my lower body grew stronger, the fluid secreted from my vagina flowing down my perineum like water. My legs were twisting and struggling helplessly, trying to relieve the numbness and itching in my lower body by squeezing my labia…

“Mmm…no…no…don’t…” I tried weakly to push Huang Yang off me with my hands, but I was too weak to muster any strength.

“Little slut…huff…huff…” Seeing that I was still struggling, Huang Yang released his mouth from my nipple, crawled up my body to my ear, and said breathlessly.

“Little whore…see how I’ll fuck you to death today…” Huang Yang said as he stuck out his tongue and licked my face.

“Mmm…mmm…let…let me go…” I said with difficulty, shaking my head.

“Mmm…” My mouth was occupied by Huang Yang.

Huang Yang gnawed at my lips like a mad dog, his tongue plunging into my mouth, swirling with mine, then sucking it back in, biting and sucking relentlessly…

I shook my head, weakly pounding my fists against Huang Yang's lower body.

“Ah…so beautiful…so soft…” Huang Yang finally released his grip, looking up at my dazed eyes.

“You little slut…stop pretending to be innocent…”

Huang Yang propped himself up with one hand, grabbing my hand with the other.

"Take it..."

Huang Yang pulled my hand downwards, and I grabbed his erect penis...

"Mmm..."

My mind raced. The penis I held was so hard and so thick. Its long shaft stretched more than three fingers wide under my grip. The powerful penis seemed even more restless in my hand, making my hand twitch...

The effects of the potion gradually took hold of my mind and body, and I was consumed by the flames of desire. I had initially been holding Huang Yang's penis with one hand, but without realizing it, I had added another, stroking it rhythmically. My red, moist lips parted slightly, emitting seductive moans…

“Little slut, you like my cock now, don’t you? Stop pretending to be chaste…”

Huang Yang looked on triumphantly as I submitted to his virility, then pounced on me, kissing me forcefully. Immersed in lust, I finally gave up resisting, naturally extending my tongue to cooperate with Huang Yang’s sucking, swallowing the saliva he passed to me…

Now my hands were apart, one… My arms were wrapped around Huang Yang, and I caressed his strong body aimlessly. My other hand was still gripping Huang Yang's rock-hard penis, stroking it up and down. The fluid secreted from Huang Yang's penis had already covered my palm, sticky and foamy...

At this moment, Huang Yang also split his efforts in two. One hand ravaged my full breasts, while the other hand went along my rolled-up nightgown and inserted itself between my legs...

"Heh! You're so wet..."

Huang Yang smugly scooped a handful from between my legs. With just that simple scoop, his hand was covered in his semen, and he held it up in front of me teasingly.

I squinted at Huang Yang's glistening palm, feeling utterly ashamed...

"Mmm..." I swayed shyly beneath Huang Yang, wanton and cuddly.

"Haha..." Huang Yang laughed smugly.

"Mmm...so delicious...so you really are a slut...tasting so horny..."

Huang Yang brought his palm to his mouth, took a sip, and teased me.

Hearing Huang Yang's lewd words, I felt even more stimulated than before, my desire boiling even more fiercely.

"Mmm...mmm..." I writhed beneath Huang Yang, letting out shameless moans.

"Come on...you try it too...see your lewd nature..." Huang Yang held his hand, sticky with her juices, to my mouth.

Following my slightly parted lips, the liquid dripping from Huang Yang's fingers slid into my mouth, sticking and leaving long, silvery threads on my lips and his fingers.

The liquid dripping into my mouth was fishy, sour, and had an indescribable stench. Under Huang Yang's guidance, I really thought I was being lewd...

"Come on, taste some more..."

Huang Yang put his fingers into my mouth, and shamelessly, I began to suck on Huang Yang's fingers, even licking them with my tongue.

"Oh...so good..." Huang Yang closed his eyes, raised his head, and looked like he was enjoying it.

Then two or three fingers were put into my mouth, and I sucked on them in a daze.

"Let me give you a beauty treatment..."

Huang Yang suddenly pulled her finger out of my mouth, spread her palm open, and smeared my saliva and semen on my lips, face, nose, and eyes...

"Haha..." Looking at my disheveled appearance, Huang Yang laughed like a victor.

The fishy smell in my nose and the sour stench in my mouth did not disgust me; instead, it aroused my lust even more. I rolled violently beneath Huang Yang, rubbing my almost naked, burning skin against her, and my hand movements became even more intense...

"You little slut... let's see how chaste you are..."

Huang Yang said, kissing my lips again, occasionally sticking out his tongue to lick the liquid on my face, then spitting it into my mouth, which I swallowed excitedly...

While Huang Yang was violating my lips, he once again reached his palm down to my lower body, fiddling with my genitals outside my underwear...

Huang Yang used one finger to spread open the crotch of my soaking wet underwear, then his whole palm went inside, my genitals were completely in Huang Yang's grasp...

Huang Yang laboriously rubbed and poked my protruding clitoris with his fingers, and then another finger slid into my slippery vagina, without any resistance, the whole finger suddenly went into my vagina.

"Ah..." As Huang Yang's fingers penetrated, I shivered slightly. The pleasure emanating from my clitoris made me let out a soft cry.

"You little slut! Scream, scream louder..." Huang Yang, like a demon incarnate, twisted his face and spoke to me lewdly, while his fingers inside my vagina moved even more intensely.

"Hmm...hmm...oh...ah..." I responded to Huang Yang's movements, occasionally letting out moans that would make women blush and excite men.

"This thing is too annoying..."

Huang Yang suddenly stopped, pulled out his fingers, and his entire hand emerged from my underwear.

"Hmm...no..." I immediately wrapped my legs around Huang Yang, trying to stop him.

"What, you little slut, you want me to fuck you that badly..." Huang Yang teased.

My face flushed red, and I shook my head around. Although I longed for Huang Yang to continue toying with me, my subconscious womanly shyness prevented me from making a sound.

I was now like a beast that only knew how to pursue lust, with no dignity left!

"Say it, say it, and I'll give it to you..." Huang Yang was deliberately torturing me. In his mind, only by completely stripping me of my dignity could I truly and forever belong to him and become his plaything!

"..." I shook my head weakly, refusing to speak, but my legs involuntarily exerted force, as if telling Huang Yang that I needed him.

"Don't talk, don't talk and I won't give it to you..." Huang Yang grinned lewdly, kneading my breasts forcefully with both hands, stimulating my nipples.

"Mmm... ah..." Under Huang Yang's provocation, I gradually abandoned my dignity.

"Give it to me... give it to me... help me..." A shameful voice burst from my mouth.

"Help you? Help you with what?"

"Help me... help me masturbate..." After saying this, I felt as if I had shed a burden, and the flames of lust finally burned completely. I surrendered, I gave up, I wanted a man!!!

"Haha... I knew you couldn't hold on..."

"Say it, you're a slut!" Huang Yang tortured me further.

"I'm a slut! I'm a slut... hurry... hurry..." I finally couldn't hold back the tears in my eyes, I was being tortured to death.

"Haha..." Huang Yang was finally satisfied and began to humiliate me further.

Huang Yang knelt in front of me, and I spread my legs wide, my embarrassing lower body facing him.

Huang Yang reached out and grabbed my underwear, pulling it down. I naturally stuck my buttocks out to make it easier for Huang Yang to do so.

The underwear was finally off my legs, a wet and sticky lump that looked like it could be squeezed for water. Huang Yang proudly held my underwear to his nose and took a deep sniff.

"Mmm... so sexy..." His intoxicated expression made me feel both ashamed and proud.

I really don't know what's wrong with me, why I'm still proud. Is it because of the man's infatuation with me? I don't know, I only know that under the influence of the potion, I became increasingly lewd...

And so, with my legs spread wide apart, I laid bare my private parts before the man in front of me.

My pubic hair, soaked in the vaginal fluid, was no longer neatly trimmed after my bath, but rather clung to my lower abdomen like a tangled clump of seaweed. My engorged clitoris protruded high, throbbing slightly in the air. My slightly brownish labia majora parted, exposing the pink flesh of my vulva to the air. My vagina, still wet from the touch of fingers, opened wide, from which flowed the wellspring of desire...

"Ah...so beautiful, you little slut. Is your husband impotent? How come your labia are still so vibrant? And I noticed earlier, your nipples are still the color of a young girl's. Is your husband impotent...?" Huang Yang said excitedly, playing with my labia as if she had discovered a treasure.

"No wonder you always masturbate...it seems your husband really is impotent..." Huang Yang was not only humiliating me but also my husband.

"Mmm..." Under Huang Yang's caresses, I couldn't help but moan again.

"So sensitive, I've really struck gold today..." As Huang Yang spoke, she suddenly leaned down under me and actually...actually started eating my genitals.

"Oh!!!!!" Intense pleasure surged through my brain with Huang Yang's licking, and I couldn't help but cry out.

At the same time, I forcefully lifted my legs, clamping them tightly around Huang Yang's head.

"Whoosh...whoosh..." This was the sound of Huang Yang kissing my genitals.

Huang Yang's snake-like tongue sometimes teased my erect clitoris, sometimes slid down my labia into my vagina, and even pushed the tip of his tongue inside, teasing the sensitive vaginal walls...

I could no longer endure the intense pleasure and cried out.

"Ugh...no...oh...um...ugh..." I twisted my body violently, completely surrendering to Huang Yang's tongue skills.

"Ah...I'm going to...I'm going to pee...stop...quickly..." I tried to lift my body, and under Huang Yang's intense stimulation, I felt a surge of heat in my lower abdomen about to burst forth.

"Whoosh...whoosh..." Huang Yang completely ignored me and continued to arouse me.

"Ah..." I couldn't hold back any longer, and felt a gush of heat spurt from my vagina.

Friends, actually, I've basically forgiven Xiao Wan's infidelity now. Because of my conversation with Zhang Dong, I believe that marriage exists because of love, and physical pleasure is just a key link in maintaining a marriage. Sex isn't the essence of marriage, so I've basically forgiven Xiao Wan.

But because this is the first time I've been betrayed, the first time my beloved has betrayed me, my jealous anger hasn't subsided. And I really want to know why, with such an outstanding husband like me, Xiao Wan still wants to have an affair. Is it because she's lonely? Is it because Xiao Wan is naturally promiscuous? Is it because love is gone?

All these speculations still make it hard for me to let go. Can I really forgive Xiao Wan so easily? I doubt my brothers will forgive me so readily, because they want to know why I cheated.

I skillfully turned on my computer and began browsing Xiao Wan's diary, reading carefully and attentively. With each day's entries, I was stunned, filled with regret, anger, and yet also impulsive.

My beloved wife, how could you have so much suffering? Why didn't you tell me your troubles? Why didn't you confide in me when you were lonely and unbearable, but instead found a cheap substitute? Why did you make my life so painful? Why did you leave me with such deep regret?! Why do I feel such unbearable heartache for you?! It would

be so much better if you were completely depraved, so I could find a legitimate reason to torment you endlessly, to trample you underfoot, to humiliate you, to let you know my hatred for you! But you, you prevent me from finding such a reason, leaving me not only angry but also filled with guilt and heartache!

Tormented by a myriad of emotions, I finished reading about Xiao Wan's infidelity. Rubbing my swollen eyes, I felt lost and helpless. How should I treat my wife?!

Looking at the gradually whitening sky outside the window, I felt no fatigue despite not having rested for two nights. Only the pain in my heart was gnawing at my manly soul. The heartache reflected in my eyes, blurring my vision with tears. The cigarette in my hand burned to the end, scalding my fingers… This pain gave me a strange, torturous pleasure, but this pleasure came from torturing myself…

Composing myself, I pieced together the entries from the diary I'd read that night to tell you about a young woman's experience of infidelity.

After May Day, Ah Chuang was busy with work again, leaving me alone in the large, empty room. Looking at the desolate space, I couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness and want to cry.

The feeling of passionate lovemaking with Ah Chuang during the May Day holiday still lingers in my body—that heart-fluttering, blush-inducing sensation, that blissful, euphoric experience, that leave me weak and breathless. It hasn't disappeared with Ah Chuang's departure; instead, it makes me miss him and yearn for him even more.

You damn Ah Chuang, why do you always have to work? Why do you always leave your little darling alone? If you want to go to work, fine, I won't stop you. But why do you have to stir up my desire, make it burn so intensely, and then so heartlessly abandon me to go to work?

I'm reminded of a line from Wakin Chau's song, "...Loneliness isn't something I can't bear, it's just that I think of you too much every day..." Did Wakin Chau write this song for us, those bitter women who have experienced passion? It's so vivid and fitting...

But I know Ah Chuang works for our family, to make our lives better, to realize his ambitions and ideals. I must support him and not hold him back. My resentment can only be buried deep inside; I must work hard too.

Today, a new person joined our company. Tall, with big eyes, a year younger than Ah Chuang, and a strong physique—clearly a well-trained, sunny young man. Hehe, calling him a sunny young man isn't quite accurate, but... he's definitely full of energy.

He greeted us warmly as soon as he arrived at the company, his voice so friendly that he quickly became familiar with us. But something felt off. I don't know if it was just my intuition, but I felt his gaze was so intense, so direct, so undisguised, making my heart pound and my face burn. It

wasn't that I hadn't seen such a piercing gaze before, but I always responded with a laugh and a sneer. Those frivolous men always slunk away in front of me. But what was wrong with me today? I was behaving this way, and it made me feel so ashamed.

It's true what they say, the more you fear something, the more likely it is to happen. Just as I was feeling lost and confused, Manager Ma approached me, followed by this young man. Manager Ma said that because I had the best performance in the company, and Ah Yang was new to advertising, he wanted me to mentor him. What could I say?

"Hello, my name is Huang Yang, you can just call me Ah Yang."

"Oh, so his name is Huang Yang," I thought to myself.

Looking at Huang Yang's outstretched hand, I could only politely shake his hand.

Huang Yang looked at me with bright eyes, his fiery gaze still undisguised. This time I was truly certain that I hadn't misunderstood Huang Yang. My sixth sense told me that being with this young man was dangerous!

When Huang Yang held my hand, it was so large and warm, holding my delicate little hand so firmly. My heart started pounding again, and for some reason, the shyness of first love filled my heart.

Back home, I lay in bed, thinking about A-Chan, that little rascal. Why wasn't he with me? Did he know his wife was thinking of him?

I picked up the phone and dialed A-Chan's number. Hearing his magnetic voice, his endless sweet words, I smiled happily. This naughty husband really did miss me. After telling him to get some rest, I hung up.

In the following days, I discovered that Huang Yang was indeed very smart; he learned quickly and did things very well. Our team received the boss's approval, and the colleagues around us, especially the young girls, always liked to fawn over him. For some reason, I felt a little jealous when I saw this.

However, Huang Yang was polite and attentive to them, but his gaze towards me remained so intense and focused, making me feel both smug and a little scared. My heart was pounding all day long. I don't know why, but now I even avoid looking at him. Could it be...?

At the company, I tried to maintain a professional relationship with Huang Yang. I declined his invitations to dinner several times, and went straight home after work. After putting down my bag and lying in bed, looking at the empty room, I felt incredibly lonely. Is this what my life is supposed to be like?!

Only when I talk to Ah-Chuang on the phone can I slightly calm my agitated mood. Listening to Ah-Chuang's sweet words can stabilize the strange emotions I have from working with Huang Yang during the day. But after hanging up, I feel particularly bored and restless. What am I going to do?

Although I maintain a working relationship with Huang Yang and deliberately treat him coldly, even though I really want to laugh at the jokes he tells me, I am afraid that he will misunderstand that I have feelings for him. So I deliberately keep a straight face, wanting to laugh but holding it in. This feeling is really unbearable.

For the next six months, although I tried to keep my distance from Huang Yang, he persisted in trying to get closer to me. He was diligent and his work was truly impeccable. I couldn't help but praise him to Manager Ma. Because of Huang Yang's hard work, my resistance to him gradually turned into admiration.

Huang Yang didn't distance himself from me because I deliberately kept my distance; he remained as warm and welcoming as ever. Because Ah Chuang was busy with work, he often took care of me in my daily life, frequently telling me his past experiences and jokes. I thought that since we were colleagues, there was no need to keep any distance; a selfless heart makes the world vast. Gradually, I also started chatting and laughing with Huang Yang. Huang Yang's place in my heart has gradually risen.

The early autumn weather is still as hot as summer. Yesterday, Huang Yang and I went out to visit clients, and before we knew it, it was already dark. A cool night breeze chased away the sweltering heat of late summer—a rare treat.

I was in a rush today and didn't drive my own car. Huang Yang has been working tirelessly with me these past few days, running around doing this job, so I suggested we go for a walk instead of going home immediately. Huang Yang readily agreed to my invitation and even wanted to treat me to dinner.

I felt a walk with my colleague was enough and declined his dinner invitation. Huang Yang said I hadn't given him any face, never letting him express his gratitude to me for bringing him in and making his work so smooth. He insisted on treating me today.

I didn't want to refuse, so I readily agreed. Seeing my agreement, Huang Yang smiled happily as if he'd found a gold mine.

Dinner was at a nearby Western restaurant, elegant and cozy.

It had been so long since I'd enjoyed dinner in such an elegant place with A-Chuang; it felt like ages ago, like the last century. Thinking of A-Chuang, my face darkened.

Huang Yang immediately noticed my gloom and asked if something was wrong.

I smiled faintly and didn't answer him. Lost in my own thoughts, I looked up to find Huang Yang staring intently at me, her gaze fiery and unwavering, completely undisguised. It was the same fiery look Ah Chan often gave me during our passionate romance—a look that made my heart flutter with a mix of excitement and unease.

"What's wrong, Ouyang? Did something unpleasant happen?" Huang Yang asked gently when I looked up.

"Nothing...nothing...I was just daydreaming..." I said apologetically.

Although I was somewhat annoyed by Huang Yang's gaze, my feminine vanity made me accept her intense stare.

When I saw the Western food the waiter brought out, which was exactly what I usually like, I was surprised. How did Huang Yang know what I like?

"I noticed you seemed a little distracted earlier, so I took the liberty of ordering some for you..." Huang Yang explained, noticing my surprise.

"I don't know if it suits your taste... I've noticed you like spicy food, so I ordered it based on the menu," Huang Yang continued.

"Thank you, it suits my taste perfectly..."

"Ouyang, I never expected that such a delicate girl like you could actually eat spicy food..."

"I can't help it, my husband isn't home often, so I eat carelessly. My stomach is weak right now, so eating something spicy helps to stimulate my appetite..."

"Oh? Your husband isn't home often?! Is he that busy with work?"

"Sigh... don't even mention it..." Thinking about Ah Chuang's work makes me anxious. Should I support him in his work?

"Let's eat first..."

So Huang Yang and I enjoyed our sumptuous dinner.

The food at this Western restaurant was really good. Although there was almost no spiciness in Western cuisine, it was probably modified for Chinese tastes. They added curry and pepper appropriately, making it truly delicious.

During the meal, Huang Yang kept telling funny stories and jokes, which really made me happy.

"Would you like some red wine?" After we finished our Western meal, Huang Yang asked tentatively.

"..." I smiled slightly.

"Huang Yang, don't be so cautious... If you want some... just have some."

"How can I not be cautious, Ouyang? You're the woman I like the most..." Huang Yang stared at me with infatuation after my slight smile, saying infatuatedly.

"What are you saying!" Hearing Huang Yang say that, although my vanity made me feel a little elated, my reason told me to immediately reject him.

"Okay, I surrender," Huang Yang said, seeing that I wasn't going to leave, so he changed his strategy.

"Ouyang, I really... admire you..." Huang Yang continued.

"Can you accept this statement...?"

"..." I remained silent.

"Actually, you are a woman I greatly admire..." Huang Yang ordered a bottle of red wine and continued.

"Ouyang, you are so beautiful and radiant, gentle and charming, just like your name..."

Taking the red wine handed to me by the messenger, Huang Yang poured it for me as she continued.

"You have a woman's grace, and also a woman's competence..."

Huang Yang raised the wine glass to her lips, gently inhaling the aroma, and said softly, as if she were murmuring to herself.

"I regret not meeting a woman like you sooner, otherwise I would never have let you be lonely alone..." "Alright, Huang Yang, stop talking..." Huang Yang's words touched a raw nerve, and for some reason, I wanted to cry. To avoid losing my composure, I quickly interrupted Huang Yang.

"Ouyang, don't call me by my name. We've been together for so long, and you've always called me Huang Yang. Can you call me A-Yang?" Huang Yang, holding her wine glass, looked up, her eyes seemingly misty, staring directly at me as she asked.

"Alright, I can call you A-Yang, okay..." I pleaded hastily, as if trying to avoid Huang Yang's gaze.

"Then from now on, don't call me Ouyang Ouyang anymore. Just call me Xiao Wan." I said with a deliberately generous smile.

"Okay, that's how we'll call you. At the company, I'll call you Ouyang, and when we're alone, I'll call you Xiaowan, okay?" Huang Yang said softly.

"Come on, don't be like that, let's drink..." I deliberately concealed my inner turmoil and raised my glass.

"Come on, for a new beginning, cheers!" Huang Yang excitedly downed his drink in one gulp.

The alcohol tasted sweet with a slight sourness in my mouth; supposedly, that's the taste of good foreign liquor. As the alcohol entered my stomach, it immediately turned into a warm sensation, swirling around in my chest and abdomen, quite uncomfortable.

"You've never talked about your family, tell me about it," I blurted out as the alcohol entered my body.

"Oh?" Huang Yang raised her eyebrows slightly in surprise.

"I... I lost both my parents when I was young, and my aunt raised me. I consider her my own mother. Three years ago, I got married. My husband is a music academy teacher... Sigh..."

Huang Yang sighed as she spoke.

"What's wrong? Why are you sighing?" I asked, puzzled.

"My husband is also a workaholic. He works at the school all day long, and I only see him a few times a year." Huang Yang shook her head.

"Teachers always have holidays, how could that be?" I retorted, not believing her.

"She does have holidays..." Huang Yang said sarcastically.

"But her vacation wasn't reserved for me..."

"Every vacation she leads students to take national exams, or she leads students to study at other schools. She's...very busy..."

Huang Yang said dejectedly.

"Oh...so Ah Yang seems like an optimist on the surface, but she's actually just like me..." I couldn't help but be touched by Huang Yang's words, feeling a mutual attraction between us.

"Don't talk about me, have some more." Huang Yang poured some more wine into my glass.

"Xiao Wan, let me tell you, why aren't you so happy either..."

"I...what's there to say about me? I'm just like you." I took a sip of red wine.

"My husband is also a workaholic. I'm the one who made him like this..." Looking at Huang Yang's surprised gaze, I smiled self-deprecatingly.

"I pushed him into the job to encourage him, but... I never imagined it would turn him into a workaholic..."

I lowered my head, lost in thought. Yes, I was the one who turned A-Chuang into a workaholic. Whose fault is it? My loneliness is self-inflicted; I have to swallow the bitter pill of my own making.

"Forget it, don't torture yourself over them. Let's drink..." Huang Yang continued to encourage me, seeing my low spirits.

"Yes, let's live for today, cheers..." I raised my glass and clinked it against Huang Yang's.

And so, amidst our reminiscences and mutual encouragement, we finished the entire bottle of red wine.

Perhaps it was the reflection on my past and the sadness of life, but even though I usually have a high alcohol tolerance, I was now somewhat tipsy.

Seeing my slightly swaying body, Huang Yang offered to help me, and I naturally linked my arm with hers, and we walked out of the hotel like a couple.

A slightly cool autumn breeze brushed against me, making me feel refreshed. I stubbornly suggested that Huang Yang accompany me for a walk to see the night view, and Huang Yang, cherishing our time together, agreed.

As night fell, people went out to enjoy the early autumn coolness. Huang Yang and I walked along the tree-lined avenue, continuing to chat and laugh.

The weather changed quickly; the clear sky turned into a torrential downpour that evening, and we, completely unprepared, were soaked to the bone.

My thin clothes clung tightly to my body after the rain. Since it was summer, I was already wearing very little, and the milky-white dress was now practically transparent, displaying my shapely figure to Huang Yang and the hurried passersby. Because of the heat, I was only wearing a flesh-colored lace bra underneath, and under the "care" of the rain, I was practically naked before Huang Yang.

The young people sheltering from the rain by the roadside, seeing my almost naked state, were whistling gleefully, taking advantage of my vulnerability. I was both ashamed and annoyed. Huang Yang immediately took off his clothes and draped them over me, covering my body and preventing further embarrassment.

I had nowhere to vent my anger, so I unleashed it all on Huang Yang…

“It’s all your fault!… Why did you even go for a walk…” I said angrily to Huang Yang, tears streaming down my face, then ran quickly to the roadside to flag down a taxi.

But taxis were in high demand in the rain, and I couldn’t get one for ages.

Rain streamed down my hair and clothes, while Huang Yang, embarrassed by my outburst, could only stand awkwardly to the side, his jacket shielding me from the rain, his shirt underneath already soaked through. A chilly early autumn wind blew, and Huang Yang shivered, his lips turning slightly purple.

Seeing Huang Yang shivering in the cold wind, I knew I was the one who suggested we walk, but I hadn't been right to yell at him. I wanted to apologize, but the words just wouldn't come out...

Just then, a taxi pulled up, and Huang Yang rushed in front of it, blocking the way.

"Are you trying to get yourself killed?! It's raining so hard, the roads are so bad, if you want to die, don't come looking for me..." the driver yelled at Huang Yang.

"Driver..." Huang Yang ran to the driver, whispering something, occasionally pointing at me.

And I stood there pitifully in the wind and rain, soaked to the bone, looking utterly pathetic.

The driver, seeing that we were both soaking wet, was reluctant to take us. Huang Yang then took out fifty yuan from his pocket and gave it to the driver, who finally reluctantly agreed.

Once the driver agreed, Huang Yang immediately ran to me and pulled me into the taxi.

The temperature inside the car immediately made me feel warm and cozy, and I was also touched by Huang Yang…

“You’re really good to your girlfriend…” the driver said to Huang Yang, who was sitting in the passenger seat, as he drove.

“Hehe, it’s my duty, it’s my duty…” Huang Yang replied to the driver.

“Thank you, driver. Without you, we would be soaked to the bone,” Huang Yang said, turning to look at me.

I rolled my eyes at Huang Yang, but didn't immediately refute his claim that I was his girlfriend. Seeing that I wasn't angry, Huang Yang immediately regained his temper and started chatting and laughing with the driver.

As I dried myself off, I inwardly grumbled at Ah-Chuang, "Why are you always so busy with work? It would be so much better if you were here with me!"

Looking at Huang Yang's soaking wet back, I felt a sudden surge of emotion. I took out my handkerchief and handed it to Huang Yang so he could dry himself off. The moment Huang Yang took the handkerchief, I saw his eyes light up. That look made my heart flutter again…

The taxi arrived at my building quickly. Seeing Huang Yang's disheveled appearance, I couldn't help but say, "Come upstairs… dry yourself off, don't catch a cold…" It

was the first time I'd invited a male colleague to my home, and I hesitated.

"Isn't it inconvenient…?" Huang Yang said from the car, but I could tell from his eyes that he really wanted to come upstairs with me.

"It's nothing... Look at you... you're all soaking wet." At this point, I could only insist that he come upstairs, otherwise it would be really embarrassing.

"Okay..." Huang Yang quickly got out of the car, and we ran upstairs together.

"Your house is so beautiful!" Huang Yang exclaimed after entering the room.

To be honest, I love cleanliness. Although A-Chuang isn't home often, I clean the room spotless every day. Hearing Huang Yang's praise made me feel very happy.

A-Chuang, on the other hand, ignores my hard work and has never praised the spotless room!

"It's nothing, come on... come in." I said as I let Huang Yang in.

"Here, wipe yourself off... I don't have any extra towels here, you can use my husband's for now..." I said, handing Ah Chan's towel to Huang Yang.

"I'm so sorry..." Huang Yang said, taking the towel and wiping his face.

"I'm so sorry you got caught in the rain..." Huang Yang apologized.

"...It was my fault today... I lost my temper with you..." I said softly, blushing.

"It's nothing, if it were my wife, she would have hit me already, uh..." Huang Yang realized that comparing me to his wife was too presumptuous, and suddenly stopped talking, looking at me apologetically.

"..." I didn't respond to Huang Yang's words, standing in the living room, silently wiping the rain from my hair.

Huang Yang also stood there dumbfounded, not knowing what to say, looking at me.

The room fell silent.

I realized Huang Yang seemed to have been silent for a long time. I looked up at him, only to find him staring at me, suppressing his heavy breathing.

I subconsciously looked down at myself...

"Ah!!!" I was still soaking wet, my beautiful curves clearly visible to Huang Yang.

The half-cup bra clung to my full breasts, appearing as if covered only by a layer of gauze under my soaking wet dress, offering no concealment of my voluptuous figure. Even worse, the flesh-colored bra was also wet, revealing two inexplicable, bright red nipples protruding from my chest. The wet dress clung tightly to my waist, accentuating my slender figure.

More disturbingly, the black pubic hair visible beneath the loose-fitting thong under the dress, its glimpses adding to the erotic atmosphere under the room light, was clearly visible.

I quickly covered my chest with one hand and used a towel to shield my lower body with the other, giving Huang Yang a reproachful glare before retreating to the bathroom.

Perhaps due to the alcohol, I had completely overlooked the fact that there were no clean clothes in the bathroom. Was I really going to go out like this?

I leaned against the cold bathroom tiles to cool off the heat coursing through my body. Looking at my flushed face in the mirror, my eyes were glazed and unfocused, my once bright eyes now brimming with a seductive, alluring desire.

"What's wrong with me...? Is this really me?...?" I wondered to myself.

"It's all this damned wine... No, I... I have to be true to my husband..." I bit my lower lip, silently reassuring myself.

Perhaps it was the strong aftereffects of the red wine, or the alternating hot and cold sensation from being drenched in the rain, but I was now burning hot all over. My cheeks felt like they could roast a sweet potato, my heart was pounding, and my limbs were weak, as if I couldn't move a muscle.

"What is Huang Yang doing now?...Why is there no sound from the living room..." I wondered to myself.

I gently opened the bathroom door a crack, and what I saw made my heart race.

Huang Yang had taken off his soaking wet shirt, revealing a muscular physique. He was holding a towel and wiping his head and body, his upper body muscles bulging like little mice with each movement.

Perhaps hearing the noise from the bathroom, Huang Yang turned his head and looked this way, which startled me so much that I immediately slammed the door shut.

I leaned against the wall, panting heavily. My heart pounded with excitement at what I had just witnessed, with a lingering fear at the vague sense of what was about to happen, and with a feeling of guilt towards my husband…

I was like a stranded fish, mouth agape, struggling to breathe. My entire body felt like molten lava about to erupt, waves of heat coursing through me. The cold clothes I hadn't had time to change out of seemed to evaporate from my heat, clinging tightly to me. The boiling heat seemed to evaporate even the damp clothes, making it even harder for me to breathe.

Perhaps it's the alcohol, but I'm seeing stars and feeling dizzy. I desperately crave the cold tiles behind me to help. I roll over and lie face down on them. The coolness from the tiles doesn't lower my body temperature; instead, it stimulates me even more, tickling my nipples. My whole body aches and itch unbearably. A warm flow seems to be slowly trickling down my underwear from my vulva…

I slump to the floor, kicking my legs together as if trying to relieve the itch and itch, or perhaps to hide the fluids…

Now the aftereffects of the red wine … I got upstairs, and in my drunken stupor, I collapsed onto the floor. Luckily, I was alone in the bathroom. My right hand instinctively unbuttoned my dress and reached inside, pulling down my bra and squeezing my usually proud breasts tightly, kneading and squeezing them forcefully, occasionally flicking my already erect nipples. My left hand naturally slipped under my dress, pulled down my panties, and pinched my swollen labia, sticky with vaginal fluid, with two fingers. The slickness was incredibly intense, and the tingling and itching in my lower body became even more unbearable. I stopped caressing my labia and pressed my thumb against my protruding clitoris, quickly rubbing and poking it…

"Mmm...mmm..." Pleasure erupted from my lips, and the kneading with my thumb became even more frantic.

A gush of milky white fluid flowed from my vagina, down my perineum to my anus, and dripped onto the skirt beneath me.

I frantically thrust my index finger out, plunging it into my vagina and pumping it rapidly and desperately. My eyes were glazed over, and I fantasized about Ah-Chuang's penis thrusting in and out of my vagina. At times, my husband's image would fade, and gradually Huang Yang would appear, fucking me...

Huang Yang's image appeared unexpectedly, jolting me awake. I cursed myself for being so lewd, for thinking of someone else...

But Huang Yang's appearance made my body even more aroused. The movement of my index finger couldn't satisfy the rising pleasure within me, so I also thrust my middle finger into my vagina...

"Whatever... let me fly... um... um..." I abandoned the last shred of consciousness and indulged in the impending climax.

"...Yellow poplar it is... um..." The image of Yellow Poplar's body became clearer in my imagination, and my fingers, which were frantically poking at her, became even more frantic...

After the madness with Ah Chuang during the May Day holiday, I gradually learned to masturbate, and now I only enjoy the pleasure it brings me... My fingers, which were poking at myself, were now covered in semen, and in the frantic movement, my white thighs were also covered with shiny liquid, shimmering with a lewd light under the bathroom light...

"...Um... Ah..." I twisted my thighs, and the pleasure was about to reach its peak!!!

"Bang... Bang..." The bathroom door was knocked on, dragging me from the near collapse of pleasure back to reality, and I immediately woke up.

"...Huh?... What is it..." I asked incoherently.

It hadn't even been a minute since the door closed, but to me it felt like an eternity.

Coming to my senses, I was overwhelmed with shame for my chaotic fantasies and my affair with Huang Yang. Only now did I realize Huang Yang was still in the living room. It was as if Huang Yang had discovered my lewd behavior, immediately making me flustered and uneasy.

"Xiao Wan… what's wrong… I heard…" Huang Yang's voice trembled as she asked me from outside the room.

"Could it be… that Huang Yang heard my shameful moans… how can I face anyone…?" Huang Yang's words made me blush even more; my recently calmed emotions were now so intense I could hardly breathe.

"N-nothing... I... I might be drunk... dizzy..." I really was dizzy, but the dizziness wasn't the reason I was moaning earlier.

"Are you alright? Hurry up and change your clothes. Getting drunk and caught in the rain is the worst thing you can do. Don't get sick," Huang Yang said with concern from outside the door.

"Oh..." I replied softly, looking down at myself, almost naked, my clothes wrinkled and disheveled, my legs trembling slightly from the passion just now...

"I want to change my clothes too, but how can I change with you outside..." I thought to myself, regretting letting Huang Yang come to my house, making me look so disheveled.

"...Xiao Wan..." Huang Yang said from outside the door.

"Could... could you... could it be convenient... for me to..." Huang Yang asked hesitantly.

"What is it..." I leaned against the door, asking in confusion.

"Could I... take a shower...? You know... I'm covered in rain..." Huang Yang's voice suddenly trembled unusually, as if she was suppressing something.

"Yes, I'm all soaked, I'll catch a cold if I don't shower... But... but I'm like this..." I looked down at myself again.

"Oh... wait a minute..." I finally thought of a solution and said to Huang Yang outside the door.

"Turn off the living room light first, so I can go out..." I said shyly to Huang Yang, while fastening my buttons and smoothing out the wrinkles on my skirt.

The thought of being almost naked with my colleague in a dark room filled me with immense embarrassment.

"What?...Turn off the light?... " Huang Yang asked in surprise from outside the door.

"...Turn off the light so I can come out...I...how can I go out like this..." I couldn't help but curse Huang Yang inwardly as an idiot.

"Oh..." Huang Yang seemed to finally understand and left the room.

The outside light went out.

"Okay, Xiao Wan...you can come out now..." Huang Yang said, trembling.

I sensed something was off about Huang Yang's voice, but then I thought he was probably just shivering from the cold, so without much thought, I gently opened the door…

“Ah!!!…” Huang Yang was standing right outside the bathroom door!!!

He was completely naked, wearing only a white pair of panties, but the soaked panties were almost transparent, appearing as a dark blob under the light, his engorged penis pushing them high…

“You!!!…” I was speechless with shock, my body stiff, standing there dumbfounded in the doorway, forgetting to close the door to protect myself.

“Xiao Wan!!!” Huang Yang looked down at me, his gaze so frightening, radiating masculine energy.

He called my name as he walked towards me, and I instinctively backed away.

Huang Yang followed me into the bathroom!

Bright lights shone directly on his strong frame. His once bright and handsome face was now flushed, his eyes fixed on me, his nostrils flaring, his lips dry, and his hot, alcohol-scented breath hitting me directly.

I stared back at Huang Yang, both ashamed and afraid, my hands gripping the sink behind me as if to support my collapsing body.

"Huang Yang… what… what are you going to do…" I asked timidly.

"Uh… uh… Xiao Wan…" a beast-like sound escaped Huang Yang's throat.

"Xiao Wan...I...I love you..." Before I could finish speaking, Huang Yang pounced on me like a wild beast, pulling me tightly into his arms. His

strong arms held me like iron hoops, and the pungent smell of a man's sweat assaulted my nostrils. But I, who was usually unusually clean, felt no aversion to the smell; instead, I felt a kind of intoxicating haze.

Huang Yang's body was burning hot, and his strong muscles gleamed with a healthy bronze hue under the light. I pressed myself tightly, tightly, against Huang Yang's body. My usually proud, full breasts, held tightly in Huang Yang's embrace, had lost their former firmness, pressed tightly against his chest. We were so close I could hear each other's rapid heartbeats.

Huang Yang's other hand was also tightly wrapped around my buttocks, causing me to involuntarily thrust forward, his erect penis pressing against my lower abdomen.

"Oh… Huang Yang's penis is so hard and erect… like an iron rod…"

"…No… an iron rod doesn't move, but Huang Yang's penis is throbbing against my lower abdomen…" I thought frantically.

"No...no!!!" I tried to push Huang Yang away with all my might, shouting loudly.

However, my voice was so weak that it probably only sounded like my inner struggle to Huang Yang.

"Xiao Wan...my dear Xiao Wan..." Huang Yang whispered in my ear, occasionally nibbling at my sensitive earlobe.

"Xiao Wan, you have no idea how much I love you..."

"The moment I saw you, I was captivated. My soul flew away with you..."

"Even though I'm sitting in the office, my mind is always on you. Wherever you go, my eyes follow..."

"Xiao Wan...do you know how much I miss you...at night, I fantasize about your body and masturbate in bed..."

"Every day and night, you're the only one in my heart...Xiao Wan...I love you..."

Huang Yang whispered as he kissed my earlobe and cheek, even trying to kiss my lips.

I desperately tried to dodge, calling out repeatedly,

"Huang Yang...Huang Yang...what are you doing...let me go..."

while struggling to break free from Huang Yang's embrace.

"Xiao Wan... Xiao Wan..." Huang Yang's voice suddenly grew louder, as if he were angry.

"I can see your loneliness every day, I can read the loneliness in your heart. Your husband doesn't care about you at all, otherwise, why would he only work and not care about you much..."

Huang Yang's words touched the pain in my heart.

"Yes, husband, what are you doing now? Come and help me!" I struggled and cried out in my heart.

"No... my husband works for me..." I struggled in Huang Yang's arms while defending Ah Chuang.

"Hmph, if your husband loved you, he would definitely be by your side. Why does he leave you alone in an empty house..." Huang Yang continued to speak the devil's words in my ear.

"You don't understand... Let me go!!!" I writhed violently.

My sensitive nipples rubbed against Huang Yang's body as I twisted, and his hard penis pressed against my lower abdomen with each movement.

Huang Yang seemed to enjoy my writhing in his arms, holding me even tighter.

"Let go... I'll accuse you of rape..." I shouted, my face flushed.

"Go ahead and sue. That way you'll lose your reputation. Do you think your husband will still be with you?" Huang Yang had become like a devil.

Hearing this, I thought, "Yes, then my husband won't want me anymore, and this family will be over..."

Thinking of this, I writhed even more in resistance.

"Huang Yang...think about it, you have a family too. Your wife would be heartbroken if she knew..." I desperately tried to appeal to his emotions and move him.

"She...humph...she abandoned this family a long time ago...who knows whose bed she's in now..." Hearing me mention his wife, Huang Yang didn't stop humiliating me; instead, he hugged me even more frantically.

"...Mmm..."

In the fierce struggle with Huang Yang, the hem of my skirt had long been pulled up to my waist, and my bare legs felt the coolness of the air. At this moment, Huang Yang's hand reached from behind my buttocks to my genitals, digging and probing at my vaginal opening. I couldn't help but moan.

"Look at you..." Huang Yang held out his fingers, which were covered in my vaginal secretions, to my face, smiling smugly.

"Your body has already surrendered, what are you still resisting for? Were you masturbating in the bathroom just now?" Huang Yang's expression made me feel ashamed.

"Your husband hasn't been with you for so long, is your cunt lonely and restless? Are you craving a man's big cock?" Huang Yang waved his finger triumphantly in front of me.

I was stunned by what I saw, and at the same time, I felt extremely ashamed and regretful for letting Huang Yang into the house, agreeing to have dinner with him, and agreeing to drink that damn red wine with him...

Seeing that I had given up resisting, Huang Yang smiled triumphantly, kissing my cheek, his big mouth, reeking of alcohol, sliding onto my lips...

The moment Huang Yang's hot lips took mine, his thin tongue pried open my closed teeth and intertwined with mine, I sobered up.

He subconsciously clenched his teeth.

"Ah..." Huang Yang pushed me away and covered his mouth.

"Don't touch me...don't touch me..." The alcohol, combined with my earlier fierce resistance, left me with a splitting headache, almost unable to stand.

I glared at Huang Yang, shouting hoarsely,

"If you come any closer, I'll kill myself!!!!"

"You're really courting death..." Huang Yang noticed the pain in his mouth was gradually subsiding, realizing he wasn't injured, so he menacingly stepped forward again, grabbing my arm.

"Let me tell you, you still claim to be pure for your husband, but he's been sleeping with other women and has long abandoned you..." "

What! What did you say!!!" I stared at Huang Yang in shock, his words stunned me, and I forgot to struggle.

"What?! Your husband's having an affair with another woman, and he's probably busy with her right now..." Huang Yang said sarcastically.

"What?! I don't believe it!!! I don't believe it!!!!"

"You don't believe it? Think about it, is your husband really working that hard? So much so that he neglects his sleep and meals?... " "

...Nonsense, he's been seeing his secretary for a while...that secretary is much younger than you..." Huang Yang's vicious words rang in my ears, stirring up my deepest fear of my husband.

To be honest, I'm really afraid Ah Ceng will cause trouble. In today's society, how can you socialize without women? Why do so many companies hire female escorts? It's all about using their looks!

I really don't trust that beautiful secretary of his. Although she's usually very serious, I could see the deep affection in her eyes for Ah Chuang. Even though Ah Chuang told me their relationship was innocent, I still wasn't reassured. I'd

secretly gone to his company at night before. Although Ah Chuang was mostly working alone, I'd occasionally see Zhang Qian working with him. They behaved very properly, and I didn't notice anything unusual, but I was always afraid that feelings might develop over time…

This was my secret, my deepest fear. I never imagined it would actually happen today. Even though I heard it from Huang Yang, it felt like a magnitude 7 earthquake to me.

"You… what do you know…" I asked Huang Yang frantically, forgetting the danger we were facing, and instead shaking her arm, urging her to answer.

Huang Yang looked at me in surprise, his eyes flickering uncertainly, as if my behavior was both expected and unexpected.

"Tell me...please..." I pleaded with Huang Yang, crying.

"I saw your husband and his secretary..." Huang Yang paused, looking at me.

"It really was Zhang Qian..." I murmured weakly and desperately, sobbing as I heard Huang Yang speak my innermost fear.

"...I saw your husband embracing his secretary, walking into an apartment building..." Huang Yang continued to whisper the devil's words in my ear.

"Was it Genting Apartments..." I asked desperately, looking up.

I knew Zhang Qian lived in Genting Apartments, and I really hoped Huang Yang would say no.

"...Oh...you know...then why did you ask me..." Huang Yang chuckled.

"They were so affectionate, like a couple deeply in love, he even kissed that girl..." Huang Yang continued.

"...Oh right, what's that girl's name...Qianqian..."

"It's over, everything's over...Ah Chuang...how could you..." I collapsed weakly into Huang Yang's arms, sobbing uncontrollably.

"Xiao Wan...my dear Wanwan...I'm here...I love you..." Huang Yang held me gently, occasionally kissing my hair.

I needed someone's care and love so much right now. Whoever it was, I just wanted to lean on him. The pain in my heart made me collapse weakly into Huang Yang's arms, crying.

"Xiao Wan...Wanwan..." Huang Yang continued to whisper in my ear.

Seeing me crying helplessly, Huang Yang gently held me, his earlier roughness gone. Instead, he embraced me with unusual tenderness, sometimes whispering my name in my ear, sometimes lightly kissing my hair and cheeks…

Huang Yang's tenderness stirred something inexplicable within me. After such extreme disappointment, Huang Yang's tenderness was exactly what I needed. I never disliked Huang Yang; on the contrary, I did have feelings for him. Otherwise, when I was masturbating in the bathroom earlier, A-Chuang's image wouldn't have materialized into Huang Yang's. That's why I usually consciously keep my distance from Huang Yang.

But now, my thoughts are in complete disarray, and the red wine is giving me a splitting headache.

"My Ah Chuang, why did you do this! Why did you betray me, betray our marriage! You…" The thought of Ah Chuang, my husband, filled me with unbearable grief.

"No… Ah Yang… I… I'm so confused right now, please don't do this…" I weakly pushed Huang Yang away.

"Let me rest, please…" I pleaded.

Seeing that I rejected him again, Huang Yang's expression turned somewhat cold. But in an instant, his gentleness returned.

"Okay... Xiao Wan, let me help you to the living room..."

With Huang Yang's help, we went to the living room together. Huang Yang turned on the floor lamp next to the sofa. The soft floor lamp emitted a pale yellow light. I usually like pale yellow light because it makes me feel warm. But today, the pale yellow light seemed to reflect my gray mood, adding to my sorrow and grief.

Huang Yang sat down beside me and gently hugged me, constantly trying to comfort me. But I couldn't hear anything because my thoughts were in turmoil...

"Xiao Wan... Xiao Wan... Why are you so hot? Change your clothes quickly, or you'll catch a cold..." Huang Yang shook me forcefully, as if trying to bring a dead person back to life.

I raised my head in a daze, staring blankly at him, but my eyes were empty, and I felt nothing at all…

“Xiao Wan!!!” Huang Yang called me again.

I finally snapped out of it. Now, besides the headache, I really felt burning hot all over, my face was flushed. I knew I really had a fever.

“Xiao Wan, quickly change your clothes and take a hot shower.”

I mechanically stood up, went into the bedroom, found a change of clothes in the closet, took out A-Chan’s bathrobe, and then came out of the bedroom. Seeing Huang Yang already standing up from the sofa, looking at me anxiously, his concern overflowing, I couldn’t help but feel another surge of excitement.

"Ah Yang... sit for a while... take a shower later, and I'll find Ah Chuang's... Ah Chuang's clothes for you to change into before going home. Thank you so much for today."

"This is Ah Chuang's bathrobe, put it on first..." I tossed Ah Chuang's bathrobe to Huang Yang.

"Oh... it's okay, I'll leave after you've rested." Huang Yang's eyes showed obvious disappointment when I told him to go home.

I smiled and went to the bathroom, locking the door behind me, turning on the shower, and starting to shower.

The hot water felt wonderful on my body, chasing away the chill, but what about my heart?

I washed myself desperately, sobbing...

"Ah Chuang, how could you... No, after Ah Yang leaves, I'm going to ask him myself, ask him why he betrayed me and our marriage..." Having made up my mind, I quickly finished washing, wanting Huang Yang to leave as soon as possible so he could call me.

A hot shower really helped; the cold symptoms gradually subsided, though my head still ached terribly, but I felt much more awake.

After drying myself, I looked at myself in the bathroom mirror. My naked skin, unlike its usual fair and delicate appearance, was flushed and appeared even more delicate under the heat.

I put on a bra and panties, my most ordinary set, but since I'm always vain and my pampered Ah Yang buys very sexy and revealing clothes, this set, though my most ordinary, was just an extra layer of sheer fabric.

Looking down at my delicate, high breasts, they appeared even more prominent under the sheer bra. My rosy nipples restlessly protruded beneath the fabric.

My slender, crimson waist was so thin it seemed almost fragile, and the pale pink panties barely revealed my dark pubic hair through the sheer fabric. Seeing myself like this made me blush with embarrassment.

"Ah Chuang...don't you love me anymore? Don't you like your beautiful wife's body anymore? Do you know how much I care about you and how much I love you?... " Just thinking about Ah Chuang made my face turn pale again.

"I don't want to think about it anymore. I'll ask Ah Chuang myself. I don't believe Ah Chuang would betray me, would abandon this family..."

Gathering my chaotic thoughts, I picked up my clothes, intending to put them in the basket where I usually keep my clothes. But then I saw a sticky liquid on my underwear, glistening lewdly in the light. It was from my masturbation earlier, and my face flushed again.

Thinking about how Huang Yang had touched my genitals during my struggle with him, my lower body started to ache and itch again. I couldn't let this continue.

I quickly hid my clothes in the cabinet under the sink, then put on a two-piece silk nightgown. Looking at myself in the mirror, I saw a light green silk top with short sleeves, revealing my delicate, lotus-root-like arms. The matching silk skirt, only five inches above my knees, completely exposed my shapely, slender legs—it felt too sexy. So I put on a bathrobe, which, although bulky, was at least less sexy and safer.

I casually tied my wet hair up to calm myself, then pushed open the door and came out.

Huang Yang was watching TV in the living room, wearing Ah Chan's bathrobe. Seeing me come out of the bathroom, she immediately stood up.

Huang Yang looked at me after my shower, his eyes gleaming with a sharp light that always made me uneasy.

"You're done showering...how are you feeling?" Huang Yang asked solicitously.

"Much better...my head still hurts...you should take a shower...so you can go home early, you have work tomorrow."

"Oh...it's okay, have some water first..." Huang Yang picked up a glass of water from the glass coffee table.

"I knew you'd be thirsty after drinking, so I prepared this especially for you, drink it..." Huang Yang's voice trembled.

"Oh..." I took the glass and drank the water.

"Thank you...you should take a shower now." I put down the glass and said to Huang Yang.

I hoped he would finish showering quickly and go home so I could call Ah Chuang.

Seeing that I had finished the water, Huang Yang smiled strangely.

"Hurry up and wash, these are Ah Chan's clothes, I think you can wear them... I'll iron your clothes in a bit, they'll dry quickly, you should be done washing by then..." I handed him Ah Chan's clothes that I found in the bedroom.

"Okay..." Huang Yang took the clothes and smiled as he went into the bathroom.

The shower started running quickly, and I set up the iron and started ironing Huang Yang's clothes.

The water from earlier probably really helped with my current condition, my head really didn't hurt as much, but why was my body getting hotter and hotter, and weaker and weaker...?

"Oh no, could I really have a fever..." I raised my hand and touched my head, thankfully it wasn't too hot.

I forced myself to stay awake, determined to iron Huang Yang's clothes quickly and get rid of him as soon as possible.

The clothes were finally ironed, but I felt even hotter. My blood seemed to boil, a heat rising from my lower abdomen, coursing through my body. My body felt unusually sensitive; every movement caused the clothes to rub against my nipples and genitals, like a lover's hand, igniting my desire…

I staggered to the water dispenser, filled a glass with ice water, and gulped it down, but it didn't seem to help. So I filled another glass and drank it down again.

"How strange, what's wrong with me today…"

I sat on the sofa, somewhat disoriented. My body grew hotter and hotter. I tore open the collar of my bathrobe, but I was still hot. For some reason, I impulsively took off the bathrobe, revealing my pajamas underneath.

The exposed arms and legs brought a refreshing coolness, but the heat within me showed no signs of abating. The waves of heat made me so impulsive that I wanted to strip naked. If it weren't for my last shred of reason reminding me that there were other people in the house, I really would have stripped completely naked.

I forced myself to stay upright, waiting for Huang Yang to come out and leave quickly.

But Huang Yang was taking her time washing in the bathroom...

The heat in my body was getting hotter and hotter, but I could bear it. However, the increasingly intense itching in my body was unbearable. Part of that itching was concentrated on my breasts, especially my sensitive nipples. Now my nipples were already engorged and erect, and with the movement of my body, the tingling and itching accumulated even more intensely under my thin bra.

Another part of the tingling itching was concentrated in my lower body, a persistent, lingering sensation. My labia and clitoris had become engorged and erect without my realizing it; my labia were probably already turned inside out. The tingling itching from the erect clitoris was even more unbearable, traveling through my body via unknown nerves to my heart. My vagina was now twitching in waves, and I could clearly feel something flowing out of it…

“This is embarrassing… No… There are strangers in the house… What’s wrong with me…”

At this moment, I was curled up on the sofa, restless, my legs tightly intertwined…

“I… I just need to touch it… This tingling itching will be relieved…” A devilish voice tempted me.

“No… There are strangers in the house…” A righteous voice reminded me.

"But...it hurts so much..." I struggled, one hand unconsciously reaching for my chest.

"Oh...it feels so good..." The tingling and itching in my breasts subsided under the caress of my fingers, and waves of pleasure washed over me.

"...The problem with my breasts is solved, but my lower body...I...I just need to touch it..." I told myself, slightly calmer.

My other hand slowly slid down my smooth thigh to my knee, and as my trembling hand brushed against my skin, a wave of pleasure washed over me.

"...No...I can't..."

My remaining rationality told me that in this situation, if I continued masturbating, I definitely wouldn't stop. Although the pleasure I felt while masturbating in the bathroom was interrupted, the pent-up frustration would surely erupt like a volcano.

I desperately pulled up the crotch of my sheer panties, binding them together tightly and pressing them against my clitoris…

“…Mmm…Mmm…” Tormented by lust, this time, unlike the earlier stimulation of my breasts, it didn’t relieve the problem. Instead, it grew increasingly sore, numb, and itchy. I simply couldn’t bear it. My vaginal contractions intensified, and more and more fluid flowed from it. I closed my eyes, clenched my teeth, and couldn’t help but let out a low moan and sob…

“Touch your clitoris with your hand…Masturbate…Don’t hold it in…” A horrifying voice suddenly appeared in my ear.

The clitoris was coming out!!!

Just as I was struggling on the sofa, Huang Yang came out of the bathroom!!!

I was so engrossed in my carnal struggle that I hadn't even noticed—Huang Yang was out!!!

I was instantly filled with shame; if there were a crack in the floor, I would have crawled into it without hesitation!!!

My hands, which were kneading my breasts and gripping my underwear tightly, froze there!!!

The nightgown, pushed up to my breasts, had abandoned its function, no longer protecting them, leaving my little bunnies exposed to the air!!!

The nightgown, having climbed up to my waist, offered no further cover whatsoever, leaving my legs completely exposed!

My legs, spread wide apart, were now immobile, revealing my shameful genitals!

My mischievous labia struggled to peek out from under my underwear, exposed to Huang Yang's burning gaze!

It's over! I'm finished! Everything has been seen!

Huang Yang was completely naked, his strong muscles gleaming healthily under the light, his erect penis standing straight up, almost touching his lower abdomen!

The enormous glans emerged from the foreskin, glistening with a lewd sheen from the urethra. Huang Yang's penis was so big and long!

Standing erect amidst the dark pubic hair, it resembled a spear, its erection throbbing with increasing excitement at the sight of its prey…

a weapon!

A murder weapon!

A soul-stirring murder weapon! I stared in stunned disbelief at Huang Yang's lewd grin!

"…Huang Yang…you…" I stammered, unsure what to say.

"...Don't call me Huang Yang, call me A Yang, I like it when you call me that..." Huang Yang said teasingly as he sat down next to me.

At the same time, Huang Yang's hand climbed up to my breast and slowly and gently kneaded it...

"...So comfortable..." I couldn't help but cry out in my heart.

"No...don't...um...don't..." I could only dodge Huang Yang's lewd hands, but I was so powerless in my confusion, and it was as if I was just being coquettish in front of him.

"Call me A Yang." Huang Yang said in my ear as he chased after my dodgeable breasts.

"No..." I struggled and resisted with all my might.

"Go home!" I used the last of my strength to suddenly stand up from the sofa.

Huang Yang looked at me in surprise, as if astonished that I had the strength to break free from his entanglement.

"Please have some self-respect... I'm a married woman..." I said dazedly, standing in front of Huang Yang, my last shred of rationality allowing me to utter these righteous words.

"Don't be silly, your husband is having an affair, he doesn't want you anymore, he's probably off gallivanting with that little secretary right now..." Huang Yang's devilish words rang in my ears.

Huang Yang seemed unfazed by my rejection, sitting relaxed on the sofa with his legs stretched out, his angry penis throbbing against his lower abdomen. Huang Yang looked up at me smugly. Although my nightgown had naturally drooped as I stood up, the extremely short skirt still allowed him a glimpse of my cleavage.

Hearing his vicious words, I froze, standing there dumbfounded…

“Your husband is definitely ‘working’ on his secretary’s belly…” Huang Yang emphasized the word “working.

” “That secretary is so young and beautiful, your husband must be fucking her until she screams…” Huang Yang showed no sign of stopping.

“Stop it… stop it…” I desperately covered my ears and stomped my feet.

My nightgown fluttered as I moved, giving Huang Yang an even better view…

“Don’t think about your husband… Enjoy life while you can…”

“…Making love with me can get revenge on your husband…” Huang Yang continued to torment my nerves.

I was almost collapsing!!!

“I don’t believe it!!! I don’t believe it!!! I don’t believe it…” Slowly, I sat down on the carpet in front of the sofa, tears streaming down my face, my voice hoarse.

“Here, drink this, it can help you…”

I don’t know how much time passed, maybe it was just a moment, who knows, at that time I didn’t care about any of this, I only vaguely saw Huang Yang, naked, run behind the water dispenser, take something out and then run back, opening a small bottle for me to drink.

“What is it? I won’t drink it… I won’t drink it…” I turned my head and desperately tried to avoid it.

"Sweetie...it's for sobering up...drink it quickly..."

Huang Yang held my head and forcefully poured the medicine from the bottle into my mouth.

"...This is good stuff...I've been preparing for a long time..." Seeing that I had drunk the medicine, Huang Yang relaxed his grip and muttered to himself.

"I want to call Ah Chuang...I want to call Ah Chuang...I don't believe it...I don't believe it..." After drinking the medicine, I gradually became confused, my eyes unfocused, and I gave up struggling.

"...Don't think about your husband...I'm here with you..." Huang Yang didn't move at this moment, staring at me like he was watching prey about to be caught.

...

Gradually, my consciousness blurred. I forgot about Ah Chan and Huang Yang beside me. I only felt an unusual heat rising within me, a sudden surge of heat from my lower abdomen, engulfing my entire body...

"Mmm...hot...hot..." I mumbled groggily, my hands roaming over my body, tugging at my pajamas...

"Hmph...see how powerful you are...after taking two kinds of drugs, even a virtuous woman becomes a slut..." Huang Yang's voice rang indistinctly in my ears, but I could no longer hear it clearly.

"Let me help you..." Huang Yang pulled my hands away from my pajamas.

"Mmm...no..." I mumbled, but my hands loosened.

My pajamas were pushed up to my armpits, exposing my full breasts, encased in a bra, to the air.

"So alluring..." Huang Yang exclaimed, swallowing hard.

His hands didn't stop for a moment, hastily and roughly lifting my bra to reveal a pair of tender, full breasts...

"So perfect... *whoosh*... *whoosh*..."

The instant my breasts were exposed to Huang Yang, he immediately bent down, biting my left nipple into his mouth while simultaneously squeezing my right breast with his left hand, kneading it vigorously.

"Mmm... mmm..." The pleasure emanating from my chest made me moan immediately.

Huang Yang held my nipple in her mouth, vigorously flicking it with her tongue, her teeth occasionally biting it. Then she sucked my entire breast into her mouth. Although Huang Yang was desperately sucking on my breast, only a small portion of my tender breast could enter her mouth. Huang Yang's entire face was almost buried in my left breast. My right

breast was distorted drastically under Huang Yang's kneading, sometimes flattened and sometimes pulled high, the tender nipple being pinched from time to time...

"Ah...ah...so beautiful...so beautiful..." Huang Yang murmured, her voice muffled, buried in my breast.

"Mmm...ah...mmm..." Extremely ecstatic sounds escaped my lips as Huang Yang played with me.

I was pressed down on the sofa by Huang Yang, being wantonly played with by him. Under the influence of the drug, I felt like a fish struggling desperately in boiling water, gasping for breath and burning hot all over.

Waves of continuous pleasure surged from my breasts, and the tingling and numbness in my lower body grew stronger, the fluid secreted from my vagina flowing down my perineum like water. My legs were twisting and struggling helplessly, trying to relieve the numbness and itching in my lower body by squeezing my labia...

"Ugh...no...no...don't..." I tried weakly to push Huang Yang off me with my hands, but I was too weak to muster any strength.

"Little slut...huff...huff..." Seeing that I was still struggling, Huang Yang released her mouth from my nipple, crawled up my body to my ear, and said pantingly.

"Little whore...see how I fuck you to death today..." Huang Yang said as she stuck out her tongue and licked my face.

"Mmm...mmm...let...let me go..." I said with difficulty, shaking my head.

"Mmm..." My mouth was occupied by Huang Yang.

Huang Yang sucked on my lips tightly like a mad dog, his tongue went into my mouth and swirled with mine, then he sucked my tongue into his mouth, sucking and biting desperately...

I shook my head and weakly pounded on Huang Yang's body with my hands.

"Ah...so beautiful...so soft..." Huang Yang finally released his mouth and looked up at my dazed eyes.

"Little slut...what are you pretending to be innocent for..."

Huang Yang supported his upper body with one hand and grabbed my hand with the other.

"Take it..."

Huang Yang pulled my hand downwards, and I grabbed his erect penis...

"Mmm..."

My mind raced. The penis I held was so hard, so thick. Even under my grip, it stretched more than three fingers wide. The powerful penis seemed even more restless in my hand, making my hand throb...

The effects of the drug gradually took hold of my mind and body; I was lost in the flames of desire. Originally, I was holding Huang Yang's penis with one hand, but without realizing it, I added another, stroking it rhythmically. My red, moist lips parted slightly, emitting seductive moans...

"You little slut, you like my cock now, huh? Stop pretending to be chaste..."

Huang Yang looked at me triumphantly as I submitted to his virility, then pounced on me, kissing me forcefully. Lost in lust, I finally gave up resisting and naturally stuck out my tongue, cooperating with Huang Yang's sucking, swallowing every drop of saliva he passed to me...

Now my hands were also spread apart, one... My arms were wrapped around Huang Yang, and I caressed his strong body aimlessly. My other hand was still gripping Huang Yang's rock-hard penis, stroking it up and down. The fluid secreted from Huang Yang's penis had already covered my palm, sticky and foamy...

At this moment, Huang Yang also split his efforts in two. One hand ravaged my full breasts, while the other hand went along my rolled-up nightgown and inserted itself between my legs...

"Heh! You're so wet..."

Huang Yang smugly scooped a handful from between my legs. With just that simple scoop, his hand was covered in his semen, and he held it up in front of me teasingly.

I squinted at Huang Yang's glistening palm, feeling utterly ashamed...

"Mmm..." I swayed shyly beneath Huang Yang, wanton and cuddly.

"Haha..." Huang Yang laughed smugly.

"Mmm...so delicious...so you really are a slut...tasting so horny..."

Huang Yang brought his palm to his mouth, took a sip, and teased me.

Hearing Huang Yang's lewd words, I felt even more stimulated than before, my desire boiling even more fiercely.

"Mmm...mmm..." I writhed beneath Huang Yang, letting out shameless moans.

"Come on...you try it too...see your lewd nature..." Huang Yang held his hand, sticky with her juices, to my mouth.

Following my slightly parted lips, the liquid dripping from Huang Yang's fingers slid into my mouth, sticking and leaving long, silvery threads on my lips and his fingers.

The liquid dripping into my mouth was fishy, sour, and had an indescribable stench. Under Huang Yang's guidance, I really thought I was being lewd...

"Come on, taste some more..."

Huang Yang put his fingers into my mouth, and shamelessly, I began to suck on Huang Yang's fingers, even licking them with my tongue.

"Oh...so good..." Huang Yang closed his eyes, raised his head, and looked like he was enjoying it.

Then two or three fingers were put into my mouth, and I sucked on them in a daze.

"Let me give you a beauty treatment..."

Huang Yang suddenly pulled her finger out of my mouth, spread her palm open, and smeared my saliva and semen on my lips, face, nose, and eyes...

"Haha..." Looking at my disheveled appearance, Huang Yang laughed like a victor.

The fishy smell in my nose and the sour stench in my mouth did not disgust me; instead, it aroused my lust even more. I rolled violently beneath Huang Yang, rubbing my almost naked, burning skin against her, and my hand movements became even more intense...

"You little slut... let's see how chaste you are..."

Huang Yang said, kissing my lips again, occasionally sticking out his tongue to lick the liquid on my face, then spitting it into my mouth, which I swallowed excitedly...

While Huang Yang was violating my lips, he once again reached his palm down to my lower body, fiddling with my genitals outside my underwear...

Huang Yang used one finger to spread open the crotch of my soaking wet underwear, then his whole palm went inside, my genitals were completely in Huang Yang's grasp...

Huang Yang laboriously rubbed and poked my protruding clitoris with his fingers, and then another finger slid into my slippery vagina, without any resistance, the whole finger suddenly went into my vagina.

"Ah..." As Huang Yang's fingers penetrated, I shivered slightly. The pleasure emanating from my clitoris made me let out a soft cry.

"You little slut! Scream, scream louder..." Huang Yang, like a demon incarnate, twisted his face and spoke to me lewdly, while his fingers inside my vagina moved even more intensely.

"Hmm...hmm...oh...ah..." I responded to Huang Yang's movements, occasionally letting out moans that would make women blush and excite men.

"This thing is too annoying..."

Huang Yang suddenly stopped, pulled out his fingers, and his entire hand emerged from my underwear.

"Hmm...no..." I immediately wrapped my legs around Huang Yang, trying to stop him.

"What, you little slut, you want me to fuck you that badly..." Huang Yang teased.

My face flushed red, and I shook my head around. Although I longed for Huang Yang to continue toying with me, my subconscious womanly shyness prevented me from making a sound.

I was now like a beast that only knew how to pursue lust, with no dignity left!

"Say it, say it, and I'll give it to you..." Huang Yang was deliberately torturing me. In his mind, only by completely stripping me of my dignity could I truly and forever belong to him and become his plaything!

"..." I shook my head weakly, refusing to speak, but my legs involuntarily exerted force, as if telling Huang Yang that I needed him.

"Don't talk, don't talk and I won't give it to you..." Huang Yang grinned lewdly, kneading my breasts forcefully with both hands, stimulating my nipples.

"Mmm... ah..." Under Huang Yang's provocation, I gradually abandoned my dignity.

"Give it to me... give it to me... help me..." A shameful voice burst from my mouth.

"Help you? Help you with what?"

"Help me... help me masturbate..." After saying this, I felt as if I had shed a burden, and the flames of lust finally burned completely. I surrendered, I gave up, I wanted a man!!!

"Haha... I knew you couldn't hold on..."

"Say it, you're a slut!" Huang Yang tortured me further.

"I'm a slut! I'm a slut... hurry... hurry..." I finally couldn't hold back the tears in my eyes, I was being tortured to death.

"Haha..." Huang Yang finally got his satisfaction and started to humiliate me again.

Huang Yang knelt before me, and I sat there with my legs spread wide, my embarrassing lower body facing him.

Huang Yang reached out and grabbed my underwear, pulling it down. I naturally arched my back to make it easier for him.

The underwear was finally off my legs, a wet, sticky mess, as if you could wring water out of it. Huang Yang proudly held my underwear to his nose and took a deep sniff.

"Mmm…so sexy…" he said, his expression one of ecstasy, making me feel both ashamed and proud.

I really didn't know what was wrong with me; why was I so proud? Was it because of the man's infatuation with me? I don't know, all I know is that under the influence of the drug, I became increasingly lewd...

And so, with my legs spread wide apart, I laid bare my private parts before the man in front of me.

My pubic hair, soaked in the vaginal fluid, was no longer neatly trimmed after my bath, but rather clung to my lower abdomen like a tangled clump of seaweed. My engorged clitoris protruded high, throbbing slightly in the air. My slightly brownish labia majora were thus parted, exposing the pink flesh of my vulva to the air. My vagina, freshly cleansed by fingers, opened wide, gushing forth the wellspring of desire…

“Ah…so beautiful, you little slut. Is your husband impotent? How come your labia are still so vibrant? And I noticed earlier, your nipples are still the color of a young girl's. Is your husband impotent…?” Huang Yang said excitedly, playing with my labia as if she had discovered a treasure.

“No wonder you always masturbate…it seems your husband really is impotent…” Huang Yang was not only humiliating me but also my husband.

“Mmm…” Under Huang Yang’s caresses, I couldn’t help but moan again.

“So sensitive, I’ve really struck gold today…” As Huang Yang spoke, she suddenly leaned down beneath me and actually…actually began to eat my genitals.

"Oh!!!!" An intense pleasure surged through my brain with Huang Yang's licking, and I couldn't help but cry out.

At the same time, I forcefully lifted my legs, clamping Huang Yang's head between them.

"Whoosh...whoosh..." This was the sound of Huang Yang kissing my genitals.

Huang Yang's snake-like tongue sometimes teased my erect clitoris, sometimes slid down my labia into my vagina, and even thrust the tip of her tongue inside, teasing the sensitive vaginal walls...

I could no longer endure the intense pleasure and cried out.

"Ugh...no...oh...um...ugh..." I twisted my body violently, completely surrendering to Huang Yang's tongue skills.

"Ah...I'm...I'm going to pee...stop...stop..." I tried to sit up, and under Huang Yang's intense stimulation, I felt a surge of heat in my lower abdomen about to burst forth.

"Whoosh...whoosh..." Huang Yang completely ignored me and continued to tease me.

"Ah..." I couldn't hold it in any longer, and felt a gush of heat spurt out of my vagina.

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