The Incompetent Husband, Chapter 30

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Chapter Thirty: The Spring Festival is Approaching

Huang Yingfa has returned to Hong Kong, and I have plenty of free time. Occasionally, I receive calls from Mr. Huang asking me to handle some

personal matters ; most of the time, I'm with Brother Hua. After the incident where I covered for him when he was drunk, Brother Hua and I

have grown closer.

Early that morning (the 27th of the twelfth lunar month), Brother Hua called me to his room, the mysterious

monitoring room. After a moment's hesitation

, he said, "Brother, I've thought it over and decided to go back to Hong Kong for the New Year, but the monitoring room can't be left unattended, so I'd like to ask you to help me..." He then took out an LV handbag and handed it

to me, adding, "This is a New Year's gift for my sister-in-law."

"Brother Hua, no problem!" I immediately agreed. I was secretly delighted; this was perfect for implementing my "marital bliss

plan." I continued, "Just go home and celebrate the New Year with your wife and children. But this bag..."

"If you don't accept it, don't call me brother anymore!" Brother Hua said angrily.

I couldn't refuse any longer.

"This is the room key, and this is the dining voucher."

Hua Ge then told me that there wasn't much to monitor during the day, but he needed to be on duty in the monitoring room at night. He would return immediately after

the Lantern Festival . Finally, Hua Ge repeatedly told me to keep this a secret and not to let anyone know,

especially General Manager Huang.

On the way back after seeing Hua Ge off, the car radio broadcast, "...Affected by this strong cold air from Siberia,

there will be heavy snow in Northeast China around the Spring Festival, with some areas experiencing blizzards. We hope relevant departments..." I heard the broadcast and

thought my chance had come. I called Juanzi, but no one answered, so I drove straight to the Anti-Corruption Bureau.

As soon as I stepped into the building, I saw Fatty Li coming out of the stairwell.

"Brother Li!" I said as I walked in.

"Da Niu? Are you looking for Chen Juan?" Fatty Li was taken aback for a moment, then immediately put on a smile. "What brings you here?

Hehe! I'll go up with you."

"No need, you have errands to run? I'll go up by myself."

"It's no problem."

Fatty Li, disregarding his large size, climbed the stairs in three strides, leaving me far behind.

"Brother Li, slow down, why are you going so fast..." I said behind him.

"Ha! I walk up and down these stairs every day, to lose...lose weight," he said, panting.

When I got to the third floor, there was still no sign of Fatty Li.

"This Brother Li, he said he'd keep me company but he's nowhere to be seen," I shook my head and smiled bitterly. I knocked several times on the door with the office sign (Juanzi had

recently transferred from the personnel department to the bureau office and was now a civil servant), but no one answered, so I

pushed the door open and went in. The room was empty. I sat down in Juanzi's office chair and dialed her number.

The phone rang from the drawer under her desk.

I took out Juanzi's phone and saw several missed calls from me, the earliest

being 9:05.

"How could she forget her phone when she went out on business? So forgetful," I muttered to myself, guessing that Juanzi

had gone out on business as soon as she arrived at work.

"Brother, have a seat, Chen Juan is in the archives room, she'll be there soon. Let me get you a glass of water,"

Fatty Li said as he pushed the door open and came in.

"Thank you!" I took the water glass and asked suspiciously, "The archives? Juanzi didn't go out this morning?"

"No, she's been in this room the whole time," Big Fat Li replied casually.

"..."

Just then, Juanzi rushed in from outside.

"Why are you here? Is something wrong? Why didn't you call first?" Juanzi asked anxiously.

"You two chat. I'm leaving now. Hehe!" Big Fat Li said and left.

"I called you, but you didn't answer."

"Oh, really?" She said, bending down to take her phone out of her office drawer, "It might have been

you calling when I went to the archives."

I sat in my chair, staring at Juanzi so close to me, my mind racing. "Why would Juanzi lie?

Could it be that she... no way! In broad daylight..." I noticed that Juanzi's fair neck was slightly flushed, and the

lipstick mark on her lips was gone.

My heart tightened, then I felt relieved. If it was as I suspected, wasn't that what I was hoping for?

I told Juanzi, "The company is working on a new project in L County, H Province, and to meet the deadline, we won't be

taking a break during the Spring Festival. The company has sent me to deliver the documents signed by General Manager Huang right now..."

"What? It's almost Chinese New Year! Why are you being sent? Why can't you just send a scanned copy?" Juanzi

asked suspiciously. She was as meticulous as ever, befitting her law school background.

"General Manager Huang left the documents in the back seat of the car, and I only have the car keys. Most of the company is on holiday, and we can't find a suitable replacement

right . Besides, General Manager Huang asked me to handle this, how could I refuse? Didn't you

repeatedly tell me to do my best..." I suppressed my inner panic and answered with the prepared lie.

"When are you leaving? When will you be back?" Juanzi suppressed her dissatisfaction.

"This afternoon's flight. The company has already booked the tickets. It will take two or three days, and I estimate I'll be back around New Year's Eve."

"Oh, then be careful. Let me know as soon as the plane lands." She said with concern.

"Okay!"

I handed her my LV bag before leaving and told her it was a gift from Brother Hua.

After breaking up with Juanzi, I felt unusually relieved, and thought with a touch of self-mockery: I hope Juanzi can

eat the food others give her in peace during this time, relieving my beloved wife's hunger for a while.

Back at the company, I had just lowered the garage shutter when Ouyang Dan called, asking if I was free

to accompany to visit her husband, Xu Dong, in prison.

The scene from the presidential suite early yesterday morning flashed through my mind: Ouyang Dan's wet hair disheveled, obscuring

her flushed face; tears of humiliation streamed from her almond-shaped eyes; her rounded shoulders trembled slightly with

hoarse sobs; her firm breasts were covered with fine droplets of water; her smooth, flat stomach rose and fell;

her beautifully curved waist was supported high by her round, full buttocks; her smooth thighs sometimes closed, sometimes opened.

It was easy to imagine how horribly Ouyang Dan had been violated, so much so that the afterglow of her orgasm lingered for a long time.

This erotic scene left me breathless. I dared not look any longer and quickly covered my erection with the blanket.

I fled to the bathroom and used cold water to cool down the burning desire within me.

When I returned to the bedroom, Ouyang Dan seemed to have calmed down a little.

I carefully wiped the tear stains from Ouyang Dan's face with a hot towel.

She looked at me gratefully and said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you! You saw me again... I..." As she spoke, tears welled up

in her eyes again.

"Sister Ouyang! It's okay, don't be sad anymore. I... you should lie down somewhere else, okay? The

sheets are all wet, don't catch a cold..." I stammered.

"I want to take a shower. Help me up, this beast has exhausted me..." She

struggled to lift the blanket. I didn't dare look directly at her, and with my head down, I helped the naked Ouyang Dan up while grabbing a bath towel to

drape over her.

"Forget it! You've already seen my embarrassing state, do I still need to wear this?" Her pretty face flushed as she pulled off

the bath towel .

"I didn't dare look too much..." I said, feeling embarrassed.

Exhausted and weak, Ouyang Dan was practically carried into the bathroom by me. On the way, her fragrant and soft body once again made me

feel hot all over, and my lower body became hard.

After Ouyang Dan finished showering, she slowly told me what had happened. Xu Dong was listed as a political suspect, a major

criminal . Such prisoners are not allowed family visits without special permission from higher authorities. Previously, to get Xu Dong's sentence reduced from death to

a two-year reprieve, and then from reprieve to a fifteen-year prison term, Ouyang Dan endured inhuman torture and humiliation.

With the Spring Festival approaching, Ouyang Dan wanted to send Xu Dong some clothes and food. To obtain a brief opportunity to visit him,

she again begged Liu Shixiong. Liu Shixiong agreed! He said that if Ouyang Dan and Wang Ying had a threesome with him, he would not only

grant her visit but also release Xu Dong from prison. Overjoyed, Ouyang Dan had no choice but to agree to his

perverse request, once again enduring his humiliation. While

recounting her story, she glanced at her watch and then panicked, urging me to leave the room immediately, saying that Liu Shixiong would send Wang Ying over at six

o'clock .

"Beep beep..." A car horn interrupted my reverie. Ouyang Dan's car was parked across the street.

"You drive," Ouyang Dan said, her still tired face peeking out of the passenger window.

As I started the car, I asked with concern, "Are you feeling better?"

"I feel like my body is falling apart, I'm completely exhausted. I really didn't want to miss this hard-won opportunity to visit you in prison. So

I had to trouble you to drive me."

"What are you saying? You're my sister! If you don't let me come, I'll definitely be angry with you!"

"Oh! Good brother!" Her eyes welled up with tears.

"Sister Ouyang, did Wang Ying suspect you that day?" I tried to change the subject.

"Probably not! I told her I found the key on the bedside table and unlocked the handcuffs myself."

"Will she believe you?" "

She was skeptical. I begged her not to tell that old bastard, just say that she unlocked the handcuffs for me. She

agreed . On the way home, she also said that that old bastard was a bit too cruel to me."

The prison was located in the suburbs of T City, about sixty kilometers from downtown T City. After arriving at the prison, Ouyang Dan

went in alone. Half an hour later, she returned to the car with red eyes.

"Is he alright?"

"Yes! Much better than when I last saw him..." she said, sobbing.

I sighed and didn't say anything more.

It was already past one in the afternoon when we returned to Ouyang Dan's house.

Ouyang Dan changed her clothes and went to the kitchen to cook. Seeing that she was still tired, I wanted to help her, but she chased me out of

the kitchen.

The heating in the house was quite warm. I took off my thick cotton coat and leaned against the kitchen door, watching Ouyang Dan

busy . She was wearing a pink stretchy thermal top, which accentuated her curves and

showed off her perfect figure. This must have something to do with her long-term dedication to her theatrical career.

Ouyang Dan noticed my lecherous gaze fixed on her.

"What are you looking at? You little rascal! Didn't you get enough of looking yesterday?" Her pretty face flushed with embarrassment.

"Sister Ouyang, you have a really beautiful figure." Seeing that she didn't blame me, I became a little bolder.

"Sigh! What's so good about it? A withered flower..." She lowered her head and continued working.

"No! You are in my heart..." I was burning with desire, took a step forward, and was about to hug her from behind.

"What am I in your heart?" She dodged my embrace to the side, turned her pretty face and glared at me angrily.

"...An everlasting lily. And my dear sister!" I pulled my arms back, covering

the bulge in my lower body.

She had seen my embarrassment.

"Stop being silly! Take the food over." She turned her face away shyly.

"It smells so good!" The food smelled so good.

"Then eat more." Ouyang Dan kept putting food into my bowl, but she didn't touch her chopsticks much.

After lunch, Ouyang Dan took out a brand new cashmere sweater for me to wear.

"Hmm! It fits quite well." She looked me over from left to right, and then lovingly adjusted my collar.

Her full breasts were close at hand, and her deep cleavage was clearly visible.

I could no longer control myself and hugged her tightly.

She struggled slightly, looking up at me with hazy eyes, and I could feel the burning passion in them. Then she

wrapped her arms tightly around my head, stood on tiptoe, and pressed her bright red lips to mine.

Holding her alluring softness, my desire ignited, and I captured her soft lips in mine. Sister Ouyang's

lips were soft and smooth; the kiss felt like savoring a delicate, fragrant candy.

I felt a bulge pressing against her abdomen, and one hand involuntarily reached for her round, pert buttocks.

"No! No!" Ouyang Dan pushed me away abruptly, her cheeks flushed.

"Sister, yes! Why not…" I was filled with joy and wanted to embrace her again.

"No means no! This is the best we can go, we can't go any further…" She raised her

flushed face, her expression serious and earnest. "If you don't listen, I won't acknowledge you as my brother anymore."

"...But I…" I was burning with desire but dared not treat our sibling relationship lightly.

Ouyang Dan looked down at my lower body, then looked up at my uncomfortable expression. Her heart softened, and she said,

"How about... how about I give you a 'recovery massage'?"

"Really? You'll really do it..." I asked excitedly.

"Look at you, you silly thing. Go wash up."

After I finished showering, I went to the bedroom. The curtains were already drawn, and a thick bath towel was laid on the bed. Next to it was a

small bottle of medicated oil.

"Like last time, knee-chest position." Ouyang Dan sat shyly at the foot of the bed, applying the medicated oil to her hands

.

I was naked, kneeling on the bath towel with my buttocks sticking out...

Twenty minutes later, the towel was covered in a sticky, milky-white substance.

Ouyang Dan was wiping her hands with a tissue while staring at my still erect penis. A blush had spread across her

pretty face , and her chest was heaving more rapidly.

"So comfortable!" I lay on the bed, savoring the blissful experience that had just passed.

"Of course it's comfortable. You men experience several times more pleasure with this 'Intermittent Erectile Dysfunction Recovery Massage Method' than

...doing that."

"Can you women use the 'Intermittent Erectile Dysfunction Recovery Massage Method'?"

"I don't know, theoretically, yes."

"Why don't you teach me the technique, and I'll give you a massage too, so you can experience it..." I teased

.

"Go away! Go away! Go away! You little rascal!" she said, grabbing the sticky towel and throwing it at my face.

"Sister, I have a question for you." I dodged her attack, grabbed her wrist, and looked serious.

"Hmm?"

"Is Uncle Liu really that amazing?"

"Yes!" She nodded shyly, then immediately shook her head.

"So, what's it like? Tell me."

"I won't tell you!" She shook off my hand.

"If you don't tell me, I'll..." I pulled her down onto me with a sudden movement.

"Okay, okay! Stop messing around." She placed her hands on my chest, trying to break free, but she wasn't

as strong as me, so she whispered, "I'll tell you!"

I stopped my assault.

Ouyang Dan's upper body was still held captive by me, her two mounds of flesh pressed against my broad chest through her thermal underwear, her rosy

face turned to the side, gently resting on my shoulder.

"...That old bastard, he doesn't seem like a man in his fifties at all... I even suspect he's on

drugs , he just never stops causing trouble... His thing is so big..."

"Big? Is it very thick? Thicker than mine?"

"No! The thickness is about the same as yours, I'm talking about the glans!" She reached out and pointed to the glans of my penis

, then said, "That's it."

"Oh! How big is it?"

"It seems to be this big." She gestured with her thumb and forefinger, indicating a semi-circle the size of a goose egg.

"This big?" I asked in surprise.

"Yes!" At this moment, Ouyang Dan's expression was somewhat dazed, her face overflowing with pleasure, as if she was immersed in reminiscence.

"...I'm a little afraid of him...that old scoundrel always pinches and presses me...I don't know what kind of

magic he uses...he makes me go limp in just a few moments...Sometimes, I really hate myself, why am I so weak...I try so hard

to be rational, I can't lose face in front of that old scoundrel...but, my body is completely out of my

control...reason is quickly swallowed by pleasure...the continuous pleasure makes me succumb...at that moment, I

no longer find the old, ugly, disgusting man on top of me so repulsive...on the contrary, I find him young

and strong ...even...I even feel a sense of attachment to him...the last few times he called me...I know I'm going to

be bullied and ravaged by him again...but there's a sliver of desire in my heart...I wonder if I'm a slutty woman?

A bad woman?" Ouyang Dan sobbed as she spoke.

"Sister! You're not slutty! You're not a bad woman!" I hugged her tightly and gently patted her shoulder

to comfort her.

I remember a famous person once said: rape once is rape, rape multiple times is marriage. A person may be

raped and deeply feel the pain of rape. But for those who are raped by powerful forces, after the pain and numbness,

they may develop a sense of pleasure from being raped. Powerful oppression and the darkness of society are like being raped; if one cannot resist,

assuming a position and enjoying the pleasure may be the best option. In a reality of "either be killed or close your eyes,"

transforming humiliation into pleasure is not without its way of escaping.

The pleasure derived from rape is not uncommon in life. When you are oppressed for the first time, you may scream and scream,

unable to bear it. However, when you are repeatedly oppressed, you may develop a pleasure from being oppressed over a long period.

That night, when I left Ouyang Dan's house, I told her about my "plan for marital happiness."

Ouyang Dan was speechless with astonishment.

(To be continued)

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