Beautiful teacher Jingling's unexpected 4P

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The company achieved its performance target ahead of schedule this year, and the boss was overjoyed, allocating a special budget for everyone to travel. The general affairs department also planned several overseas self-guided tours for senior executives to choose from.

Most people chose Japan or Europe, but in the end, only the CFO and I signed up for a six-day self-guided tour of the Rocky Mountains in Canada.

I, Haoren, 36 years old, am a rising star in the electronics industry at the Hsinchu Science Park. At 164 cm tall, although not tall, I am confident in my appearance. I should be the mature, stable, and insightful type, according to my mother-in-law.

Jingling, my mother-in-law, 29 years old, is an English teacher in a prestigious high school's college preparatory program. She's 164 cm tall, just like me, with a dignified, beautiful, and slender figure. She graduated from the Department of Foreign Languages at National Taiwan University. Her family wasn't well-off when she was young, and she worked part-time while studying at university, working on our company's production line. She was a well-known beauty in the company.

She often cried because she couldn't work overtime on the production line or get time off to attend classes. I felt sorry for her, and since she was quite clever, as her name suggests, I made her my assistant. After some "training," I slept with her. Not long after, she married according to her children's wishes, graduated, obtained her teaching certificate, and started teaching.

Early in the morning, I arrived at the departure hall of Taoyuan International Airport and saw the CFO and his wife already waiting at the agreed-upon location.

The CFO wasn't tall, was already in his forties, slightly overweight, and a little balding. He seemed to have a lot of clever ideas, though I don't know where they came from. He was one of my wife Jingling's suitors back then, but I beat him to it. So, he was Jingling's old flame, my former rival, and my defeated foe.

I always acted like a victor around him, loving to boast about Jingling in front of him.

"Good morning, CFO."

"Good morning, this is my wife, Xiaojuan. This is Vice President Wu and his wife." The CFO introduced us.

His wife was wearing a fresh and pretty beige casual outfit. She had a lovely face, with two small dimples when she smiled, giving her a sweet look. As for her figure, the young woman naturally had a curvaceous, firm, and voluptuous figure. She had been married to the CFO for less than a year. Before the marriage, she had worked as an office assistant in our company and was a senior of my administrative assistant, Xiaojing, in our five-year vocational college. She often came to my office to see Xiaojing.

The CFO had gone through a divorce before marrying this woman. He claimed it was a second spring in his life and he was embarrassed to ask everyone to give him red envelopes again. In reality, he was afraid that we would cause a scene at the wedding banquet and reveal some embarrassing things about him and his ex-wife, making him lose face in front of the bride's parents. Therefore, he did not invite us to his wedding banquet and held the wedding very quietly.

Xiaojuan shyly bowed slightly to us and greeted us, "Good morning, Vice President! Good morning, Vice President's wife!"

I nodded in acknowledgment.

Although Jingling and Xiaojuan were meeting for the first time today, she warmly greeted her, as if meeting a long-lost friend, and tightly grasped Xiaojuan's hand, saying, "Hi! I'm Jingling. I really like your sweet smile and your shy temperament. I definitely want to be good friends with you."

Under Jingling's enthusiastic greeting, Xiaojuan also began to address Jingling as "Sister Jingling" repeatedly. When she called me Vice President again, I said, "Sigh, just call me Brother Hao Hao."

The CFO chimed in, "That's good. We're all out having fun, so let's not call each other 'Director' or 'Reason.' It makes us seem too formal." He then said to Jingling, "Just call me Ziqiang."

When we boarded the plane, our seats weren't with the CFO's. Jingling insisted on sitting with Xiaojuan, so I had to sit with Ziqiang! I peeked over and saw Jingling and Xiaojuan chatting quite enthusiastically, while the CFO and I, each with our own ulterior motives, only managed a half-hearted conversation. After finally having our in-flight meals and ordering beer several times, we finally opened up and started talking.

Ziqiang asked me about Suzuki and Shizuka after they left the year-end party. Of course, I recounted to him, in detail—no, I embellished it, of course—that sultry and depraved night. (See Springman, Chapter 2 of "My Wife—Beautiful Teacher Jingling" in the "Springtime Garden" section.)

The CFO kept saying, "Alas! What a pity, what a pity," almost drooling.

The long journey quickly ended amidst the erotic and sensual conversation, and we arrived at our destination—Vancouver.

After we got off the plane, while we were queuing at immigration, I asked Jingling, "What were you and Xiaojuan talking about? You seemed to be having a good chat?"

"Oh, Xiaojuan was testing me to see if I really knew about you and Xiaojing, so I told her everything, in detail." (See Chapter 8 of "My Wife—Beautiful Teacher Jingling" in the "Springtime Garden" section by Chunman.)

I said, "Oh! Now the whole company knows?"

Jingling said, "Do you think I'm an idiot? Of course I only told her after I knew she and Xiaojing were close friends and I was sure she was tight-lipped! And, I have good news for you: Xiaojuan has a pretty good impression of you!"

"Tch, tch, tch, what nonsense are you spouting! She just married Ziqiang, don't let him hear this."

"Hey, stop arguing with me. Do you think I don't know what you're thinking? If you have the chance on this trip, will you let her go?"

I patted Jingling's pert bottom and teased, "If you can accept Ziqiang's ravaging, I won't object."

"Hmph! What's wrong with Ziqiang besides being a little short? You should remember how attentive he was to me back then, and I thought he was quite nice too!"

I was truly defeated by Jingling. She's getting more and more open-minded. Although this is what I expected, I couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy.

After collecting our luggage and clearing customs, we found the car rental counter and checked in. After completing the formalities, led by the rental company staff, we dragged our luggage to the parking lot to pick up our car. Taking advantage of this rare opportunity, we rented a red Mustang convertible. We hurriedly stuffed our luggage into the cramped trunk, and off we went!

Now, our independent trip truly began. Ziqiang volunteered to drive first, and Xiaojuan, knowing Jingling preferred the front seat, gave it to her. Jingling sat down without hesitation, and Xiaojuan and I squeezed into the narrow back seat.

Our first stop was a supermarket to stock up on food, drinks, and supplies for the next few days.

Jingling has always been a shopaholic, and since she's always been in charge of shopping in our family, she habitually takes the lead at the supermarket, pushing the shopping cart straight in. Ziqiang, on the other hand, is in a hurry to ask someone for the magazine rack, wanting to buy some erotic magazines. I, however, am leisurely, wandering around here and there. Before I knew it, Xiaojuan was following closely behind me.

"Hey, you can wander around by yourself!" I said to Xiaojuan, turning around.

"Oh, I... I'm afraid I'll get separated from you guys." She then stammered, "Brother Haohao, I'm Xiaojing's good friend, she... told me about you two."

"Oh, this little girl really loves to talk nonsense." I hurriedly made up an excuse to cover up my embarrassment.

"I used to think Xiaojing was silly. But after following Haohao and Jingling all this way, I really think Xiaojing made the right choice. In fact, I admire her courage!"

I said, "I have to thank Jingling for her magnanimity!"

She opened her eyes wide and asked, "Jingling...you really don't care that you have other women?"

"Yes."

"And you really don't care that she has other men?"

"Sigh! Basically, I know Jingling loves me. You know, those foreigners in our company, they all participate in wife-swapping clubs abroad. This way, they can satisfy their sexual desires in a relatively fixed circle while remaining safe."

"There's nothing wrong with us. Being with someone of the opposite sex other than our spouse is just a physical need; there's no emotional connection whatsoever. We still love each other, don't we?"

"..." Now it was Xiaojuan's turn to lower her head, pondering my words.

"What are you thinking about? Lost in thought like that? Jingling has already bought the things; we should go." I said, giving her a gentle nudge. When my hand touched her back, I could feel her shudder and tremble slightly, as if she'd been electrocuted. Once

out of the city, the traffic thinned out, and the car sped up. The scenery along the way was breathtaking, with beautiful mountains and clear waters. I lifted the roof, and a cool breeze blew in; the summer sun felt so welcoming and lovely. Everyone in the car was in high spirits, and with the CFO occasionally cracking off some off-color jokes, the initial awkwardness finally dissipated, and everyone relaxed. They

chatted and laughed all the way, stopping and starting frequently, and before they knew it, four or five hours had passed, and it was already past six in the afternoon. Although it was past six, the sun was still high in the sky, so it didn't feel late at all. We had a quick dinner at a roadside rest stop and continued on our way.

Driving, driving... Suddenly, the car jerked a few times. Ziqiang quickly slowed down, and the car stalled as soon as it pulled onto the shoulder. Now, trying to start it again, it wouldn't start. I peeked at the dashboard from the back seat and couldn't help but yell, "You damn CFO, this is no way to skimp on money! The car's out of gas and you don't even know to fill it up!"

Now, the whole car was stuck on the highway, completely lost. Ziqiang got out and tried to flag down several cars, but they all just whizzed past, disappearing into the distance.

"Looks like the two ladies will have to sacrifice their looks to flag down a car," Ziqiang said, forcing a smile and coming up with a clever idea.

At first, everyone just took it as a joke and ignored him. But as it got darker, if they didn't flag down a car soon, they were doomed. I had no choice but to step in and suggest to Jingling that she give it a try.

Jingling hesitated for a moment, then reluctantly unbuttoned her clothes, revealing an alluring cleavage. She smiled and turned to me, asking, "Is this enough?"

The CFO's eyes widened, and he egged her on, shouting, "Not enough, not enough! Take it off again, take it off again!"

Jingling gave him a flirtatious wink, then unbuttoned two more buttons, pulling down her collar to reveal most of her breasts, almost showing her navel. Next, she folded up her skirt, revealing a pair of long, slender, snow-white legs. Then she got out of the car, raised her right hand, gave a thumbs-up, and boldly stood in the middle of the road. She

really had it all. Immediately, a car screeched to a halt. The driver, leaning out of the car, asked what was wrong, his lecherous eyes fixed on Jingling's exposed breasts and snow-white legs.

After understanding our situation, he used his mobile phone to call our rental company for help and then left.

We waited anxiously by the roadside until it got dark, when the rental company's roadside assistance finally arrived.

They filled up our tank with five liters of gas, telling us that would be enough to get us to the gas station in the next town.

We finally set off again, and after a long and arduous drive, we reached the town and filled up. This ordeal, in the pitch black, finally took its toll on jet lag, and everyone began to feel drowsy. Unable to continue driving according to the planned itinerary, and with no hope of reaching the booked hotel, the group decided to find a motel to stay in.

Unexpectedly, it was peak tourist season, and all the few motels in the town were fully booked. They finally found one, with only one room left. Fortunately, it had two large beds, so they had no choice but to stay.

Exhausted, they showered, lay down, and fell asleep immediately.

It felt like they slept for a long time, vaguely hearing rustling voices. I opened my eyes and saw the other three had woken up, sitting on the sofa in the corner, chatting and eating sunflower seeds. Looking at the clock by the bed, it wasn't even four in the morning. Apparently, due to jet lag, everyone had woken up much earlier.

Let me take another look. Xiaojuan was wearing a cute, childlike pajama set, completely covering her body.

Jingling was also wearing pajamas. Considering the need for minimal luggage for independent travel, Jingling had only brought one pajama set. That pajama set was less like pajamas and more like a sheer, incredibly simple piece of gauze, originally intended only for me to see. Now, although she was wearing a bra and panties underneath, under the light, her alluring figure, barely concealed, was irresistible to any sexually normal man.

The CFO, of course, didn't miss this rare opportunity; his lecherous eyes lingered on Jingling, his crotch bulging prominently. His wife, Xiaojuan, was watching and getting a little angry, and he didn't even realize it.

I spoke up, telling Jingling to come back to bed and lie down next to me.

The CFO said, "Ha, you're an old married couple, still so affectionate."

Jingling rolled her eyes at him and said, "Hmph! Unlike you, leaving your newlywed wife aside, who knows what you're up to?"

The CFO smiled ingratiatingly and said, "It's fate that we're sharing a room. I think it's still early, and everyone's in good spirits, so how about we share a room without switching?"

Faced with her old lover's shameless request, Jingling had no other choice but to use Xiaojuan as a shield in a moment of inspiration. I said, "Xiaojuan, what do you say? If you agree, it's hard for your sister to object."

Unexpectedly, Xiaojuan blushed, glanced at me, and lowered her head, saying, "I...I...I have no experience, I'll listen to Jingling."

I was getting angrier and angrier listening to this on the bed, so I said, "If you want me to say it, let's go big! How about we have a roommate swap?"

"Okay, okay..." The treasurer was overjoyed and exclaimed repeatedly.

Jingling glared at me stubbornly and said, "You said it yourself, don't regret it later." She got up and pretended to sit on the treasurer's lap.

The treasurer wasn't about to miss this opportunity; he ignored Xiaojuan and sat down next to her, pulling Jingling into his arms. No sooner said than done, his left hand slipped inside Jingling's collar, unhooking her bra and kneading her full, pink breasts.

Jingling, caught off guard by the CFO's seriousness, panicked and helpless, allowing himself to be taken advantage of.

The CFO, without any hesitation, pinched and twisted Jingling's nipples with his thumb and forefinger. I think this old lecherous lover, the CFO, must have known that Jingling's nipples were her most vulnerable point.

"Mmm...mmm..." With each soft moan, Jingling's resistance turned into a half-hearted surrender as the CFO kneaded her breasts.

My wife had instantly become a prisoner of my rival's affections. In the blink of an eye, the CFO disarmed her, leaving her only in a small, light pink thong.

Caught completely off guard, my wife was stripped naked and held in the arms of my rival—her ex-lover. Her two plump, white breasts, under the CFO's clutches, transformed into two pleasurable little rabbits.

The CFO lowered his head, his lips parted, and began to suckle forcefully on her nipples. Although Jingling's nipples were smaller than peanuts, they were sucked until they stood erect. I often teased Jingling, saying that those were her faucets; as soon as she sucked, her juices flowed, and she couldn't resist. Jingling's face was flushed, partly intoxicated by the CFO's sexual services, and partly embarrassed by Xiaojuan and me watching. She squinted her alluring eyes, turned her head away, and nestled in the CFO's arms like a kitten.

Xiaojuan sat to the side, her face burning and her heart pounding, unsure of what to do.

Since the deed was done, I wasn't one to back down. I jumped off the bed, grabbed Xiaojuan, and carried her to my bed, saying to the CFO, "Wait a minute, let's agree on some rules first."

The chief financial officer raised his head with a playful smile and said, "Say it quickly, say it quickly."

Jingling, who was lying in someone else's arms, turned to look at me in a panic. In just a short while, Jingling's breasts were already covered with her former lover's saliva, and her small nipples were red and swollen from his sucking.

I said: "It's very simple. First, you must wear a condom; second, no kissing; and third, no anal sex."

The finance chief smiled and said, "Of course. However, as long as both parties are in love and are not forced, this should be exempted."

I looked at Jing Ling, and she nodded like garlic, so I reluctantly said, "Okay."

The finance chief was overjoyed when he heard this, and immediately patted Jing Ling's buttocks and asked her to stand up. He quickly rummaged through his suitcase and pulled out a few condoms, casually tossing one to me before pulling the naked Jingling towards another bed.

To catch up with the "lagging schedule," I hastily removed Xiaojuan's cute little pajamas. She wasn't wearing a bra underneath, only a thong. With a gentle touch, I tore off her thong. Her full, shapely legs shyly clamped together, revealing a full, raised mons pubis with thick pubic hair.

I gently pulled her into my arms, stroking her face. Her eyes were closed, her cheeks burning, and her trembling body curled up in my embrace.

"Don't be nervous, take it slow, you'll like me," I comforted her.

"Mmm...mmm..." she responded softly.

Her figure was athletic and voluptuous, her firm breasts too large to be grasped in one hand. I teased her pink nipples with my thumb and forefinger, and they responded immediately; her areolas turned even redder and more prominent, and her nipples hardened noticeably.

I lowered my head and gently nibbled, bit, sucked, and sipped. I thought to myself, "Wow! A young newlywed wife is something else. Besides, she's a really good one. Looks like tonight's deal won't be a loss."

"Oh...mmm..." A high-pitched, coquettish moan broke the silence of the night. Xiaojuan and I turned to look at the sound simultaneously, only to see my wife lying on the bed, her legs spread in an M shape. The CFO was leaning over Jingling's legs, licking her clitoris.

"Mmm... Ziqiang, you're so good at licking! Mmm... Ziqiang, lick deeper... a little higher... mmm...

yes, yes, yes... oh... right there... oh... keep going... keep going... mmm... a little lighter...

mmm... use sucking... oh... oh... Ziqiang..."

Jingling unconsciously arched her hips, welcoming her old lover's tongue. Her eyes met mine briefly in the air, and she even knew to shyly turn her head away.

I watched my wife's wanton appearance, my heart churning with mixed feelings, but I continued to enjoy the sight of someone else's newlywed wife. My hand moved down to Xiaojuan's private parts. Her mons pubis was full and raised, with thick and soft pubic hair, which felt quite different from Jingling's seductive bath. As soon as my middle finger slipped into her slit, her vagina, though already overflowing with lustful fluid and slippery and soft, made it easy to move in and out. However, I could still feel her labia tightly gripping my middle finger, full of elasticity, indicating that she was also a highly responsive and exquisite woman.

"Mmm...mmm...mmm...Brother Hao Hao...oh...oh...mmm...mmm..." As my finger moved in and out, Xiaojuan began to writhe restlessly, moaning softly.

On the other bed, after the CFO had licked Jingling's genitals to the point of ecstasy with his nimble tongue, he climbed onto Jingling's naked body, his slightly overweight belly protruding, and forcefully pulled her into his arms. Jingling's full, swollen breasts were deformed under his pressure. He gave Jingling a fawning smile and, with a lewd grin, pressed his lips to her sexy lips.

Damn it! We agreed not to kiss, but he broke the rules.

What's worse, Jingling actually closed her eyes, her almond-shaped mouth slightly open, and extended her tender tongue to entwine with her lover's tongue, welcoming his teasing!

Although my wife and I had engaged in countless 3P and 4P encounters together, this was the first time my wife had kissed another man mouth-to-mouth in front of me. I was burning with jealousy, but there was nothing I could do.

I leaned down and, with a hint of revenge, sucked

hard on Xiaojuan's clitoris, while my hands continued to vigorously rub her breasts. "Mmm...mmm...mmm...Brother Hao Hao, it feels so good...mmm..." Xiaojuan also began to twist her waist, moaning lasciviously. She pressed her hands tightly against me, her nails, covered in nail polish, digging into my shoulders, as if afraid my tongue would leave her vulva.

Then Xiaojuan shifted her body, turning around to bring my penis to her mouth. She stuck out her tongue and probed my glans, "Oh..." A tingling sensation immediately ran down my spine.

Damn it! This little slut, seemingly innocent and cute, completely changes once she's in bed, and she's quite the player.

Turning to look at the CFO and Jingling's French kiss, it was still going strong. My wife had her legs wide open, revealing her alluring vulva, letting her ex-lover's (no, now her lover) short, thick middle finger thrust in and out of her. Her hands weren't idle either; her slender fingers were stroking her lover's raging penis, while her other hand caressed his testicles, as if weighing them. It

was then that I noticed that while the CFO's penis was slightly shorter than mine, it was also slightly thicker, especially the dark glans, which was a whole size larger than mine, like the size of an egg.

"Mmm...mmm...Ziqiang, your hands are tickling me so much, it feels so good, mmm..." Jingling couldn't help but moan softly. The sheets beneath her vulva were already soaked with water, a complete mess.

I guessed that Jingling, with her rich experience, already knew that she had to be careful to deal with the CFO's rough penis tonight so as not to suffer. With one hand, she guided the CFO's penis towards her opening, while with the other hand, she spread her rosy labia, letting the rough penis rub against her opening, covered in her love juice. She hesitated for a moment, then gritted her teeth, raised her buttocks, and then wrapped her long, slender, snow-white legs around her lover's waist, languidly offering her little vulva to her lover's penis.

The CFO's penis gently slid forward, the entire shaft entering Jingling's body. Jingling's tender vulva gripped her lover's penis tightly, and both of them couldn't help but let out a long sigh: "Oh...so tight~" "Hmm...so thick~"

Watching Jingling and her lover's unreserved and fiery performance in front of me, their genitals tightly joined together, I was furious.

At this moment, the CFO glanced at me provocatively, and with a victor's posture, began to forcefully thrust into Jingling's lower body. Jingling's pink labia turned outwards with the thrusting of his penis.

"Mmm...oh...Ziqiang...I'm dying! Oh...mmm...harder, harder...a little deeper...mmm...oh..." Jingling completely disregarded my feelings, shaking her messy hair and moaning ecstatically. To accommodate her lover's slightly short penis, she bent her legs and raised her genitals, so that his penis could hit the deepest part of her vagina each time.

Watching this lewd scene, I couldn't help but speed up my tongue's movements, and Xiaojuan also sucked my glans hard. Slowly, we also entered a state of ecstasy, and my penis, under her teasing, doubled in size.

"Mmm...mmm...Brother Haohao, I can't take it anymore, please come in!" Xiaojuan pleaded softly.

"Can I go in without a condom?" I quietly asked Xiaojuan.

"Ugh..." Xiaojuan mumbled, her mouth full of my glans.

At my command, I immediately rose, mounted her, and with the help of her scalding wetness, my penis plunged into Xiaojuan's tender vulva.

Luckily, Xiaojuan's vagina hadn't yet become engorged; my penis was tightly enveloped by her, leaving almost no gap. With each quicken of her breath and heartbeat, the folds of her vagina gripped my penis wave after wave.

A newlywed, childless wife is truly exquisite.

"Oh...oh...Xiaojuan, you're squeezing me so tight, it feels so good!" I shouted loudly.

With each thrust, Xiaojuan's juices flowed more and more. She squinted her eyes, enjoying the first in-and-out movement of my unfamiliar penis in her vagina. My bare-stockinged penis could clearly feel the edge of my glans scraping against the folds inside her vagina. Each scrape against a fold caused her vagina to contract.

At this moment, Jingling and her lover had finished their round, and the finance director carried her to our bed, held her in his arms, and watched me watch his wife. I saw that my wife's originally pink and tightly closed vulva was now red and swollen from her lover's ministrations, unable to close properly.

Enraged, I flipped Xiaojuan over and started her on all fours, thrusting into her vagina from behind. She instinctively raised her buttocks high, meeting my powerful thrusts.

"Oh...oh...um...Brother Hao Hao, you...um...so long...it's so deep...you're killing me...um..." Having someone watching only fueled Xiaojuan's lust. She abandoned her shyness, swaying her breasts and twisting her hips, moaning loudly.

Matching her moans, I thrust even harder. Finally, I ejaculated my pent-up semen deep into Xiaojuan's womb. As streams of white semen slowly flowed from Xiaojuan's vagina, the CFO realized that I hadn't used a condom and had ejaculated directly into his wife's body. Now it was his turn to be the culprit.

His face turned green as he said to Xiaojuan, "You...you...you actually let him ejaculate inside you? Aren't you afraid of getting pregnant?" However, the CFO, true to form, said to me, "A bet's a bet, I admit it."

Xiaojuan nestled in my arms, her voice tinged with vengeance, and playfully said, "I'm just like Xiaojing, I want to get pregnant with Haohao's child."

Looking out the window, the sky was already beginning to lighten. Jingling, embracing her lover, suggested we all go back to sleep so we'd have the energy to continue tomorrow's itinerary.

The four of us squeezed onto one bed, covered ourselves with a blanket, our genitals tightly intertwined with those of our partners, and fell asleep again in each other's arms.

Whether this 4P incident was an accident or a deliberate setup, I still haven't figured it out. However, since returning to Taiwan, Jingling and I have found another couple we're mutually attracted to and are now in a long-term relationship with.

The company achieved its sales target ahead of schedule this year, and the boss is overjoyed, allocating a special budget for everyone to travel. The general affairs department also planned several overseas self-guided tours for senior executives to choose from.

Most people chose to go to Japan or Europe, but in the end, only the CFO and I signed up for a six-day self-guided tour of the Rocky Mountains in Canada.

I, Haoren, 36 years old, am a rising star in the electronics industry at the Hsinchu Science Park. At 164 cm tall, although not tall, I am full of confidence in my appearance. I'd say I'm the mature, steady, and insightful type, or so my mother-in-law tells me.

Jingling, my mother-in-law, is 29 years old and an English teacher in a prestigious high school's college preparatory class. Like me, she's 164 cm tall, with a dignified, beautiful, and slender figure. She graduated from the Department of Foreign Languages at Tokyo University. Her family wasn't well-off growing up, and she worked part-time during university, working on our company's production line. She was a well-known beauty in the company.

She often cried because she couldn't work overtime on the production line or get time off for her classes. I felt sorry for her, and being quite clever as her name suggests, I made her my assistant. After some "training," I tricked her into bed. Not long after, she married at the behest of her children, and after graduating and obtaining her teacher's license, she went to teach.

Early in the morning, at the departure hall of Taoyuan International Airport, I saw the CFO and his wife already waiting at the agreed-upon location.

This CFO wasn't tall, was already in his forties, slightly overweight, and his hair was thinning. I don't know where he got all these cunning ideas. He was one of my wife Jingling's suitors back then, but I beat him to it. So you could say he was Jingling's old flame, my former rival, and my defeated foe.

I always presented myself as the victor to him, and loved to boast about Jingling's every achievement.

"Good morning, CFO."

"Good morning, everyone. This is my wife, Xiaojuan. This is Vice President Wu and his wife." The CFO introduced us to each other.

His wife was dressed in a fresh and pretty beige casual outfit. She had a lovely face, with two small dimples when she smiled, giving her a sweet look. As for her figure, as is typical of a young married woman, she was curvaceous, firm, and full-figured. She and the CFO had been married for less than a year. Before their marriage, she had worked as an office assistant in our company. She was my administrative assistant Xiaojing's senior in our five-year vocational college and often came to my office to see Xiaojing.

The CFO had gone through a divorce before marrying this woman. He claimed it was a second spring in his life and he was embarrassed to ask everyone to give him red envelopes again. Actually, he was afraid we would cause a scene at the wedding banquet, revealing embarrassing stories about him and his first wife, making him lose face in front of the bride's parents. Therefore, he didn't invite us to his wedding banquet and held the wedding very quietly.

Xiaojuan timidly bowed to us and greeted us: "Good morning, Vice President! Good morning, Vice President's wife!"

I nodded in acknowledgment.

Although it was the first time Jingling and Xiaojuan had met, Jingling greeted her warmly, like meeting a long-lost friend. She tightly grasped Xiaojuan's hand and said, "Hi! I'm Jingling. I love your sweet smile and your shy demeanor. I definitely want to be your friend."

Under Jingling's enthusiastic greeting, Xiaojuan started calling her "Sister Jingling" repeatedly. When she called me "Vice President" again, I said, "Oh, just call me Brother Haohao."

The CFO chimed in, "That's good. We're all out having fun, so let's not call each other 'Brother' or 'Brother.' It makes us seem too formal." He then said to Jingling, "Just call me Ziqiang."

When boarding the plane, our seats weren't next to the CFO's. Jingling insisted on sitting with Xiaojuan, so I had no choice but to sit with Ziqiang! Peeking over, I saw Jingling and Xiaojuan chatting quite animatedly, while the CFO and I, each with our own ulterior motives, only managed a half-hearted conversation. Finally, after having our airplane meals and ordering beer several times, we two started talking freely.

Ziqiang asked me about Suzuki and Shizuka's situation after they left the year-end party. Of course, I recounted the whole story—oh, no, I embellished it—to him, describing that lewd and scandalous night. (See Chunman, "My Wife—Beautiful Teacher Jingling," Chapter 2 of the "Springtime Garden" section.)

The CFO kept saying, "Sigh! What a pity, what a pity," practically drooling from his mouth.

The long journey ended quickly amidst the erotic and sensual topics, and we arrived at our destination—Vancouver.

After we got off the plane, while we were queuing at immigration, I asked Jingling, "What were you and Xiaojuan talking about? You seemed to be having a good chat?"

"Oh, Xiaojuan was testing me to see if I really knew about you and Xiaojing, so I told her everything, in detail." (See Chapter 8 of "My Wife—Beautiful Teacher Jingling" in the "Springtime Garden" section by Chunman.)

I said, "Oh! Now the whole company knows?"

Jingling said, "Do you think I'm an idiot? Of course I only told her after I knew she and Xiaojing were close friends and I was sure she was tight-lipped! And, I have good news for you: Xiaojuan has a pretty good impression of you!"

"Tch, tch, tch, what nonsense are you spouting! She just married Ziqiang, don't let him hear this."

"Hey, stop arguing with me. Do you think I don't know what you're thinking? If you have the chance on this trip, would you let her go?"

I patted Jingling's pert bottom and teased, "If you can accept Ziqiang's ravaging, I wouldn't object."

"Hmph! What's wrong with Ziqiang besides being a little short? You should remember how attentive he was to me back then, and I thought he was quite nice too!"

I was truly defeated by Jingling. She's getting more and more open-minded. Although this was what I expected, I couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy.

After collecting our luggage and clearing customs, we found the car rental counter and checked in. After completing the formalities, the rental company staff led us to the parking lot to pick up our car. Taking advantage of this rare opportunity, we rented a red Mustang convertible. We hurriedly stuffed our luggage into the small trunk, and off we went!

Now, our independent travel had truly begun. Ziqiang volunteered to drive first, and Xiaojuan, knowing Jingling's preference for the front seat, gave way to her. Jingling sat down confidently, leaving Xiaojuan and me squeezed into the cramped back seat.

Our first stop was a supermarket to stock up on food, drinks, and supplies for the next few days.

Jingling, always a shopaholic and the one who usually does all the shopping in our family, habitually took the lead at the supermarket, pushing the shopping cart inside. Ziqiang, on the other hand, was eager to find the magazine rack, wanting to buy some erotic magazines. I, however, took my time, strolling around aimlessly. Before I knew it, Xiaojuan was right behind me, keeping pace with me.

"Hey, you can wander around by yourself!" I said to Xiaojuan.

"Oh, I... I'm afraid I'll get separated from you guys." She then stammered, "Brother Hao, I'm Xiaojing's good friend. She... told me everything about you guys."

"Oh, this little girl really loves to talk nonsense." I hurriedly made up an excuse to cover up my embarrassment.

"I used to think Xiaojing was silly. But after following Hao Hao and Jingling all this way, I really think Xiaojing made the right choice. In fact, I admire her courage!"

I said, "I have to thank you, Jingling, for your magnanimity!"

She opened her eyes wide and asked, "Jingling...you really don't care that you have other women?"

"Yes."

"And you really don't care that she has other men?"

"Sigh! Basically, I know Jingling loves me. You know those foreigners in our company, they all participate in wife-swapping clubs abroad. This way, they can satisfy their sexual desires in a relatively fixed circle, and it's safe.

There's nothing wrong with us. When we're with someone of the opposite sex other than our spouse, it's just a physical need. We don't have any emotional thoughts. We still love each other, don't we?"

"..." Now it was Xiaojuan's turn to lower her head, pondering my words.

"What are you thinking about? Lost in thought like that? Jingling has already bought the things, we should go." I said, giving her a gentle nudge. When my hand touched her back, I could feel her shudder and tremble slightly, as if she'd been electrocuted. Once

out of the city, the traffic thinned out, and the car sped up. The scenery along the way was breathtaking, naturally beautiful. We lifted the roof, letting in a cool breeze; the summer sun felt surprisingly pleasant. Everyone in the car was in high spirits, and with the CFO occasionally cracking off some off-color jokes, the initial awkwardness finally dissipated, and everyone relaxed.

We chatted and laughed all the way, stopping and starting frequently, and before we knew it, we had driven for four or five hours, and it was already past six in the afternoon. Although it was past six, the sun was still high in the sky, and it didn't feel late at all. We had dinner at a roadside rest stop and continued on our way.

Driving, driving, suddenly the car jerked a few times. Ziqiang quickly slowed down, and the car stalled as soon as it pulled onto the shoulder. Now, trying to start it again, it wouldn't start. I peeked at the dashboard from the back seat and couldn't help but yell, "You damn CFO, this is no way to skimp on money! The car's out of gas and you don't even know to fill it up!"

Now, the whole car was stuck on the highway, completely lost. Ziqiang got out and tried to flag down several cars, but they all just whizzed past, disappearing into the distance.

"Looks like the two ladies will have to sacrifice their looks to flag down a car," Ziqiang said, forcing a smile and coming up with a clever idea.

At first, everyone just took it as a joke and ignored him. But as it got darker, if they didn't flag down a car soon, they were doomed. I had no choice but to step in and suggest to Jingling that she give it a try.

Jingling hesitated for a moment, then reluctantly unbuttoned her clothes, revealing an alluring cleavage. She smiled and turned to me, asking, "Is this enough?"

The CFO's eyes widened, and he egged her on, shouting, "Not enough, not enough! Take it off again, take it off again!"

Jingling gave him a flirtatious wink, then unbuttoned two more buttons, pulling down her collar to reveal most of her breasts, almost showing her navel. Next, she folded up her skirt, revealing a pair of long, slender, snow-white legs. Then she got out of the car, raised her right hand, gave a thumbs-up, and boldly stood in the middle of the road. She

really had it all. Immediately, a car screeched to a halt. The driver, leaning out of the car, asked what was wrong, his lecherous eyes fixed on Jingling's exposed breasts and snow-white legs.

After understanding our situation, he used his mobile phone to call our rental company for help and then left.

We waited anxiously by the roadside until it got dark, when the rental company's roadside assistance finally arrived.

They filled up our tank with five liters of gas, telling us that would be enough to get us to the gas station in the next town.

We finally set off again, and after a long and arduous drive, we reached the town and filled up. This ordeal, in the pitch black, finally took its toll on jet lag, and everyone began to feel drowsy. Unable to continue driving according to the planned itinerary, and with no hope of reaching the booked hotel, the group decided to find a motel to stay in.

Unexpectedly, it was peak tourist season, and all the few motels in the town were fully booked. They finally found one, with only one room left. Fortunately, it had two large beds, so they had no choice but to stay.

Exhausted, they showered, lay down, and fell asleep immediately.

It felt like they slept for a long time, vaguely hearing rustling voices. I opened my eyes and saw the other three had woken up, sitting on the sofa in the corner, chatting and eating sunflower seeds. Looking at the clock by the bed, it wasn't even four in the morning. Apparently, due to jet lag, everyone had woken up much earlier.

Let me take another look. Xiaojuan was wearing a cute, childlike pajama set, completely covering her body.

Jingling was also wearing pajamas. Considering the need for minimal luggage for independent travel, Jingling had only brought one pajama set. That pajama set was less like pajamas and more like a sheer, incredibly simple piece of gauze, originally intended only for me to see. Now, although she was wearing a bra and panties underneath, under the light, her alluring figure, barely concealed, was irresistible to any sexually normal man.

The CFO, of course, didn't miss this rare opportunity; his lecherous eyes lingered on Jingling, his crotch bulging prominently. His wife, Xiaojuan, was watching and getting a little angry, and he didn't even realize it.

I spoke up, telling Jingling to come back to bed and lie down next to me.

The CFO said, "Ha, you're an old married couple, still so affectionate."

Jingling rolled her eyes at him and said, "Hmph! Unlike you, leaving your newlywed wife aside, who knows what you're up to?"

The CFO smiled ingratiatingly and said, "It's fate that we're sharing a room. I think it's still early, and everyone's in good spirits, so how about we share a room without switching?"

Faced with her old lover's shameless request, Jingling had no other choice but to use Xiaojuan as a shield. She said, "Xiaojuan, what do you say? If you agree, it's hard for your sister to object."

Unexpectedly, Xiaojuan blushed, glanced at me, and lowered her head, saying, "I...I...I have no experience, I'll listen to Jingling."

I was getting angrier and angrier listening to this on the bed, so I said, "If you want me to say it, let's go big! How about we have a roommate swap?"

"Okay, okay..." The treasurer was overjoyed and exclaimed repeatedly.

Jingling glared at me stubbornly and said, "You said it yourself, don't regret it later." She got up and pretended to sit on the treasurer's lap.

The treasurer wasn't about to miss this opportunity; he ignored Xiaojuan and sat down next to her, pulling Jingling into his arms. No sooner said than done, his left hand slipped inside Jingling's collar, unhooking her bra and kneading her full, pink breasts.

Jingling, caught off guard by the CFO's seriousness, panicked and helpless, allowing himself to be taken advantage of.

The CFO, without any hesitation, pinched and twisted Jingling's nipples with his thumb and forefinger. I think this old lecherous lover, the CFO, must have known that Jingling's nipples were her most vulnerable point.

"Mmm...mmm..." With each soft moan, Jingling's resistance turned into a half-hearted surrender as the CFO kneaded her breasts.

My wife had instantly become a prisoner of my rival's affections. In the blink of an eye, the CFO disarmed her, leaving her only in a small, light pink thong.

Caught completely off guard, my wife was stripped naked and held in the arms of my rival—her ex-lover. Her two plump, white breasts, under the CFO's clutches, transformed into two pleasurable little rabbits.

The CFO lowered his head, his lips parted, and began to suckle forcefully on her nipples. Although Jingling's nipples were smaller than peanuts, they were sucked until they stood erect. I often teased Jingling, saying that those were her faucets; as soon as she sucked, her juices flowed, and she couldn't resist. Jingling's face was flushed, partly intoxicated by the CFO's sexual services, and partly embarrassed by Xiaojuan and me watching. She squinted her almond-shaped eyes, turned her head away, and snuggled into the CFO's arms like a kitten.

Xiaojuan sat to the side, her face flushed and her heart pounding, unsure of what to do.

Since the deed was done, I wasn't going to be one to back down. I jumped off the bed, grabbed Xiaojuan, and carried her to my bed, saying to the CFO, "Wait a minute, let's agree on some rules first."

The CFO grinned and looked up, saying, "Tell me, tell me."

Lying in someone else's arms, Jingling, feeling utterly embarrassed, also turned to look at me. In just a short while, Jingling's breasts were already covered with her former lover's saliva, and her small nipples were red and swollen from his sucking.

I said: "It's very simple. First, you must wear a condom; second, no kissing; and third, no anal sex."

The finance chief smiled and said, "Of course. However, as long as both parties are in love and are not forced, this should be exempted."

I looked at Jing Ling, and she nodded like garlic, so I reluctantly said, "Okay."

The finance chief was overjoyed when he heard this, and immediately patted Jing Ling's buttocks and asked her to stand up. He quickly found a few condoms from the suitcase, threw one to me, and then walked to the other bed with his arms around the naked Jingling.

To catch up with the "lagging progress," I quickly stripped off Xiaojuan's cute little pajamas. She wasn't wearing a bra underneath, just a thong. With a gentle touch, I tore it off. Her full, shapely legs shyly clamped together, revealing a full, raised mons pubis with thick pubic hair.

I gently pulled her into my arms, stroking her face. Her eyes were closed, her cheeks flushed, and her trembling body curled up in my embrace.

"Don't be nervous, take it slow, you'll like me," I comforted her.

"Mmm...mmm..." she responded softly.

Her figure was athletic and voluptuous; her firm breasts couldn't be grasped in one hand. I teased her pink nipples with my thumb and forefinger, and they responded immediately; her areolas turned even redder and more prominent, and her nipples hardened noticeably.

I lowered my head and gently nibbled, bit, sucked, and sipped. I thought to myself, "Wow! A young newlywed wife is something else. Besides, she's a pretty good one. Looks like tonight's deal won't be a loss."

"Oh~~mmm~~" A high-pitched moan broke the silence of the night. Xiaojuan and I turned to look at the sound at the same time, and saw my wife lying on her back on the bed, her legs spread in an M shape. The CFO was leaning over between Jingling's legs, licking her clitoris.

"Mmm... Ziqiang, you're so good at licking! Mmm... Ziqiang, lick deeper... a little higher... mmm...

yes, yes, yes... oh... right there... oh... keep going... keep going... mmm... a little lighter...

mmm... use sucking... oh... oh... Ziqiang..."

Jingling unconsciously arched her hips, welcoming her old lover's tongue. Her eyes met mine briefly in the air, and she even knew to shyly turn her head away.

I watched my wife's wanton appearance with my own eyes, and although my heart was filled with mixed feelings, I still lowered my head to enjoy the sight of someone else's newlywed wife. My hand moved down to Xiaojuan's private parts; her mons pubis was full and raised, and her pubic hair was thick and soft, which felt very different from Jingling's seductive bath. As soon as I slipped my middle finger into her slit, her vagina, though already overflowing with lustful fluid and slippery and soft, allowed for easy entry and exit. However, I could still feel her labia tightly gripping my finger, full of elasticity, indicating she was a highly responsive and exquisite woman.

"Mmm...mmm...mmm...Brother Hao Hao...oh...oh...mmm...mmm..." With each thrust of my finger, Xiao Juan began to writhe restlessly, moaning softly.

On the other bed, after the finance manager had licked Jing Ling's genitals to the point of ecstasy with his nimble tongue, he climbed onto Jing Ling's naked body, his slightly overweight belly protruding, and forcefully pulled her into his arms. Jing Ling's full, swollen breasts were deformed under his pressure. He gave Jingling a fawning smile, and with a lewd grin, he pressed his lips to her sexy lips.

Damn it! We agreed not to kiss, but he broke the rules.

What's worse, Jingling closed her eyes, her almond-shaped mouth slightly open, and extended her tender tongue to entwine with her lover's tongue, welcoming his teasing!

Although my wife and I had engaged in countless 3P and 4P encounters together, this was the first time my wife had kissed another man mouth-to-mouth in front of me. I was burning with jealousy, but there was nothing I could do.

I leaned down and, with a hint of revenge, sucked hard on Xiaojuan's clitoris, while my hands continued to vigorously rub her breasts.

"Mmm...mmm...mmm...Brother Hao Hao, it feels so good...mmm..." Xiaojuan also began to twist her waist, moaning lasciviously. She held me tightly with both hands, her nails, covered in nail polish, digging into my shoulders, as if afraid my tongue would leave her vulva.

Then Xiaojuan shifted her body, turned around, and brought my penis to her mouth. She stuck out her tongue and probed my glans, "Oh..." A tingling sensation immediately ran down my spine.

Damn! This little slut, seemingly innocent and cute, completely changes in bed, and she's quite the player.

I glanced at the CFO and Jingling's French kiss, still lingering. My wife brazenly spread her legs, revealing her alluring vulva, letting her ex-lover's (no, now her lover) fat, short middle finger thrust in and out of her. Her hands weren't idle either; her slender, jade-like hands were stroking her lover's raging penis, while her other hand caressed his testicles, as if weighing them. It

was only then that I noticed that the CFO's penis, though slightly shorter than mine, was slightly thicker, especially his dark glans, which was a full size larger than mine, like the size of an egg.

"Mmm...mmm...Ziqiang, your hands are tickling me so much, it feels so good, mmm..." Jingling couldn't help but moan softly. The sheets beneath her vulva were already soaked with water, a complete mess.

I guessed that Jingling, with her rich experience, already knew that she had to be careful to deal with the CFO's rough penis tonight so as not to suffer. With one hand, she guided the CFO's penis towards her opening, while with the other hand, she spread her rosy labia, letting the rough penis rub against her opening, covered in her love juice. She hesitated for a moment, then gritted her teeth, raised her buttocks, and then wrapped her long, slender, snow-white legs around her lover's waist, languidly offering her little vulva to her lover's penis.

The CFO's penis gently slid forward, the entire shaft entering Jingling's body. Jingling's tender vulva gripped her lover's penis tightly, and both of them couldn't help but let out a long sigh: "Oh...so tight~" "Hmm...so thick~"

Watching Jingling and her lover's unreserved and fiery performance in front of me, their genitals tightly joined together, I was furious.

At this moment, the CFO glanced at me provocatively, and with a victor's posture, began to forcefully thrust into Jingling's lower body. Jingling's pink labia turned outwards with the thrusting of his penis.

"Mmm...oh...Ziqiang...I'm dying! Oh...mmm...harder, harder...a little deeper...mmm...oh..." Jingling completely disregarded my feelings, shaking her messy hair and moaning ecstatically. To accommodate her lover's slightly short penis, she bent her legs and raised her genitals, so that his penis could hit the deepest part of her vagina each time.

Watching this lewd scene, I couldn't help but speed up my tongue's movements, and Xiaojuan also sucked my glans hard. Slowly, we also entered a state of ecstasy, and my penis, under her teasing, doubled in size.

"Mmm...mmm...Brother Haohao, I can't take it anymore, please come in!" Xiaojuan pleaded softly.

"Can I go in without a condom?" I quietly asked Xiaojuan.

"Ugh..." Xiaojuan mumbled, her mouth full of my glans.

At my command, I immediately rose, mounted her, and, with the scalding hot fluids of her vagina, thrust my penis deep into her tender vagina.

Fortunately, Xiaojuan's vagina hadn't yet become engorged; my penis was tightly enveloped by her, leaving almost no gap. With her breathing and heartbeat quickening, the folds of her vagina gripped my penis wave after wave.

A newlywed, childless wife was truly exquisite.

"Oh...oh...Xiaojuan, you're squeezing me so good!" I shouted loudly.

With each thrust, Xiaojuan's vaginal fluids flowed more and more freely. She squinted her eyes, enjoying the first in-and-out movement of my unfamiliar penis in her vagina. My bare penis could clearly feel the edge of my glans scraping against the folds of her vagina. Each scrape caused her vagina to contract.

At this moment, Jingling and her lover had finished their round, and the finance director carried her to our bed, embracing her as they watched him watch his wife. I saw that my wife's originally pink and tightly closed vulva was now red and swollen from her lover's ministrations, unable to close properly.

Enraged, I flipped Xiaojuan over, switching to a doggy-style position, and began thrusting into her from behind. She instinctively raised her buttocks high, welcoming my powerful thrusts.

"Oh...oh...um...Brother Hao, you...um...so long...it's so deep...you're killing me...um..." The presence of onlookers further aroused Xiaojuan's lust. She abandoned her shyness, swaying her breasts and twisting her hips, moaning loudly.

Matching her moans, I thrust even harder. Finally, I ejaculated my pent-up semen deep into Xiaojuan's uterus. As streams of white semen slowly flowed from Xiaojuan's vagina, the CFO realized that I hadn't used a condom and had ejaculated directly into his wife's body. Now it was his turn to be a cuckold.

His face turned green as he said to Xiaojuan, "You...you...you actually let him ejaculate inside you? Aren't you afraid of getting pregnant?" However, the CFO, true to his word, said to me, "A bet's a bet, I admit it."

Xiaojuan nestled in my arms, her voice tinged with vengeance, and playfully said, "I just like Xiaojing, I want to get pregnant with Haohao's child."

Looking out the window, the sky was already beginning to lighten. Jingling, embracing her lover, suggested that everyone go back to sleep so they would have the energy to continue tomorrow's itinerary.

The four of us squeezed onto one bed, covered ourselves with a blanket, our genitals tightly intertwined with those of our partners, and fell asleep again.

Whether this 4P was an accident or a carefully planned scheme, I still haven't figured it out. However, after returning to Taiwan, Jingling and I found ourselves with another person we liked and were in a long-term relationship with.

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