My beautiful wife and my blissful life

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I met my wife during a chance business encounter. I remember it was December two years ago when I went to a client's office to discuss a business deal. That's when I met her. My wife's name is Wang Man. I was captivated by her at first sight. Wang Man is 1.62 meters tall with a great figure. Although she's not conventionally beautiful, she has a unique charm—a very feminine allure. She's the kind of woman who makes men want to sleep with her. Looking back, that feeling was kind of seductive. She probably didn't even realize she had this quality; maybe it was innate. Wang Man has very good, fair skin. After several attempts and pursuits, we finally became a couple. I'm
now self-employed. After graduating from university, I returned to my hometown. Because I couldn't find a suitable job, and given the rapid development of my hometown, I decided to start my own business. I now run a small company, mainly dealing in building materials. Business is doing well so far. Last year, I bought a house and a car. After becoming a couple with Wang Man, I've worked even harder, hoping to make my business bigger and stronger.
The longer I spent with Wang Man, the more I fell in love with her. It felt wonderful, and our relationship remained harmonious. I gradually learned about Wang Man's past; her family was in business, somewhat connected to mine. Their business was quite successful, and she had been helping her parents since graduation. Being an only child, she would undoubtedly inherit the family business. Thinking about it made me feel incredibly happy—to have met someone I loved, someone from a good family, someone I loved, and someone whose family both approved and blessed me. I thought life would only get better.
However, some events temporarily changed my state of mind and my thoughts.
One evening, Wang Man and I went on a trip. In the hotel, while she took a shower, I picked up her phone out of boredom and casually browsed through it. Suddenly, several photos caught my eye. Good heavens, was that Wang Man? Was that my goddess? I froze, my face turning ashen, my heart pounding. In the photos, Wang Man was wearing pink lingerie. The photos were high-definition, especially her thong—it was incredibly lewd. Several breasts were visible through the fabric, and a patch of black pubic hair peeked out from the front. Wang Man was sitting provocatively on a man's lap, the man embracing her, both of them grinning lewdly, looking very happy. Several of the photos showed Wang Man having sex with different men. The photos were extremely lewd, showing Wang Man being penetrated by different men in various positions. Judging from Wang Man's expression and the environment at the time, she was not being coerced, but rather acting voluntarily. My fiancée, my future wife whom I was about to get engaged to, had slept with so many men, and was so lewd, and even had photos taken. My heart suddenly felt empty, but strangely, my penis had inexplicably become erect, hot and very hard. I felt a strange thrill, a strange excitement rising within me. How strange, could every man have a latent cuckolding instinct? I decided to keep quiet for now and observe Wang Man further. That night, Wang Man and I had a passionate encounter, I fucked her until she was exhausted. As soon as Wang Man came out of the bathroom, I rushed over, grabbed her, threw her onto the bed, made her lie face down, grabbed her hands from behind, and thrust into her from behind.
"Oh, oh, husband, you're killing me, so rough!" Wang Man said coquettishly
. "There's something even rougher, you little slut, I'm going to fuck you to death!" As I said this, I sped up.
"Oh, oh, so good, faster, harder!" Wang Man said as she moved her hips up and down in sync with me, as if afraid I wouldn't go in deep enough.
That night, Wang Man and I tried several positions, and as I fucked her, I thought about the photos on her phone, which made me even more excited. That night, Wang Man and I reached orgasm at the same time, and we did it three times in one night. The next day, my legs were a little sore when I was driving home.
The true nature of the disco
After returning home from that trip, I started to pay close attention to Wang Man's life, constantly asking about her past. Gradually, I discovered that Wang Man had a wide social circle. Right after graduation, she associated with some hooligans and had a boyfriend for about two years before breaking up for some reason. Then she met me. But I didn't see any trace of prostitution in Wang Man. Maybe she had had enough of playing around and wanted a stable life, so she chose to be with me.
One afternoon, I called Wang Man and asked her to have dinner with me that evening. She said she had something to do and was meeting up with friends. I asked her what friends she meant, saying I could come even if I wasn't busy. She replied that they were all women and it wouldn't be appropriate for her to come, suggesting we just go shopping and head home, then quickly hung up. I felt this was an opportunity; I needed to find out who Wang Man was still associating with. I arranged my work, swapped cars with a friend, and drove to the street opposite Wang Man's shop, stopping to wait for her to come out. I checked my watch; it was her closing time. As I was pondering what to do that evening, Wang Man emerged. I started the car, turned around, and followed her. I saw her walk east, and at the intersection, she got into a Toyota Prado SUV. The distance was a bit far, and I couldn't see clearly who was in the car, but I quickly followed. It was rush hour, and the city was very... Traffic was congested. I followed that car through a maze of turns, finally arriving at an entertainment center in the southern part of our city. After seeing the Land Cruiser park, I parked my car behind it so I could observe who Wang Man was with. I watched intently, and then a man got out of the Land Cruiser. He was very strong and imposing, clearly a gangster with a thuggish air about him. Then three girls got out, all very trendy girls. I looked around and finally spotted Wang Man. Damn, when did she change her clothes? Wang Man's clothes were completely different from when she came out of the store. In this cold weather, Wang Man was now wearing black stockings, bright red lace-trimmed high heels, a blue mini skirt, a tight-fitting V-neck black wool sweater, and a red cardigan over it—she looked exactly like a nightclub hostess.

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