【The Lost Beloved Wife】(12)

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12. Ting's Story (2)

One noon, Yang Fan finally caught Ting and the old man in their love nest.

Ting's abnormal behavior had already aroused his suspicion. He followed Ting and her best friend all the way to this house.

He didn't know what the two women were doing here; but after he saw his best friend come out and close the door shortly afterward,

he went to the door, tried to turn the doorknob, and found that the door was unlocked, so he rushed in.

The room was filled with the lewd sounds of women; right at the bedroom door, he saw a scene he would never

forget . His beloved wife was riding high on a man. The snow-white skin and

the dark skin with bulging veins formed a strong visual contrast. Ting was shaking her waist wildly,

as if she had an electric motor installed and was tireless; her wet vulva was greedily grabbing the penis

, as if she wanted to knead it into her deepest part.

Yang Fan grabbed the broom by the door and threw the woman who was in the middle of orgasm off, letting out a

scream. Before the old man could react, Yang Fan's broom swept over him relentlessly.

Yang Fan chased after him, while Ting silently got up and dressed. When Yang Fan was exhausted,

the old man lay on the ground like a dead dog, his face covered in blood. Ting, now fully dressed, sat silently

on the sofa, her eyes vacant, as if watching a human farce, sitting like a statue.

Actually, I already knew Yang Fan's story. It was also in a small bar that Yang Fan had been telling me incessantly

about his wife's infidelity, but this time his account had more details. Perhaps time had passed, and

Yang Fan had overcome his initial reluctance to face the truth.

Yang Fan was a man of strong will; he couldn't tolerate Ting's infidelity and ultimately chose to divorce her. But

Yang Fan was also a man of affection and loyalty; even though his wife was at fault, he still gave her half of the property; however,

he absolutely refused to give her their son, Guagua, to a flawed mother.

Then I remembered that after the baby was born, I was frequently away on business trips. Aside from the time he

visited Tangtang when she was a month

old, Yang Fan and I hadn't had a drink together for over a year. When Tangtang was just a month old, Yang Fan had only been divorced from Ting for less than two weeks. He sat in my

house , his smile stiff, his heart heavy with unspoken sorrow.

Ting and Xue were the same age. Because we were the same age, and because of my relationship with Yang Fan, our families often visited each other

, and Xue and Ting had a very good relationship. Xue always praised Ting's beauty and intelligence, while Ting

admired Xue's beauty and temperament, saying I was incredibly lucky. When Yang Fan invited me out for drinks to hear his story about Ting

, I told Xue about it when I got back. Xue didn't say anything, but her eyes glistened with tears.

At the time, I thought it was Xue's regret over their relationship's breakdown, but now it seemed she was just

thinking about her own situation.

"When was the first time Ting was with that old man?" I asked.

"It was probably the end of March 2010."

I couldn't help but sigh, fate is truly the most amazing director. At the end of March of the same year, two

women who were originally virtuous and gentle, almost simultaneously, opened their legs to men other than their husbands, leaving

their husbands' private territories completely unguarded for other men to enter. What's wrong with this society?

Ting was only discovered by Yang Fan after about six months of infidelity, while I remained completely in the dark. Xue, because of her pregnancy

, probably spent far less time with Feng than with Ting and the older man. Was I lucky

or unlucky?

"How is Ting now?"

Yang Fan didn't answer immediately. He raised his glass, clinked it against mine, and drank it all in one gulp. When he put down

his glass, I saw two lines of tears slide down Yang Fan's flushed face.

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After the divorce, Ting had nowhere to go. Yang Fan made such a scene that the whole affair became a public scandal at the time

. Ting had severed ties with almost all her relatives and friends, and her former friends gradually distanced themselves from her. She

was too ashamed to continue working at her new job, so she simply resigned.

The older man found her at her new workplace; this time, Ting had no more reservations, and she

moved in with him. However, they no longer lived in the same apartment he owned. Yang Fan had once found their old place,

but it had a new owner. The new owner only knew that the previous landlord had sold it to him for below market price; he knew nothing

else the older man's whereabouts.

For a time, Ting seemed to disappear from Yang Fan's life, with no news, her phone switched off, and her QQ account

offline. As time passed, Yang Fan's hatred for Ting gradually diminished, slowly replaced

by longing for her. Aside from Ting's infidelity, she was truly a virtuous wife; she was efficient and

always dressed her son and husband neatly.

Ting reappeared in Yang Fan's life six months later. By then, Guagua was two and a half years old

.

Ting called Yang Fan's cell phone. Hearing Ting's familiar voice, Yang Fan's heart skipped a beat

, as if he were back in the days of their courtship, talking on the phone with his first love. However,

there was no , only calmness, as if everything had faded away. Ting arranged to meet Yang Fan at

the McDonald's near their home on Saturday, bringing Guagua along.

Guagua seemed to barely remember the woman in front of him, but when her voice rang out,

he called out, "Mommy..." This cry brought tears to Ting's eyes. She knelt down and

hugged , as if afraid someone would take her child away.

Ting was clearly more well-dressed than before. It seemed that in Yang Fan's memory, apart from her usual

work , Ting always went makeup-free at home. The woman before him, Ting, had let her hair down, her ponytail loose,

and a pair of silver petal-shaped earrings dangled from her wavy hair near her ears. Her

once long, arched eyebrows now appeared meticulously manicured. This was no longer the simple, ordinary wife he once knew; she

was now a strikingly beautiful woman. Yet, a hint of weariness lingered on her fair face.

Six months later, upon seeing her again, Yang Fan felt a growing distance between them, as if an invisible fence had erected between them.

A barrier stood between him and Ting, leaving Yang Fan, who had so much to say, momentarily speechless.

Ting, however, calmed down from the initial excitement of seeing her son and briefly recounted

her life .

For the first month after the breakup, she went to Lijiang alone and found temporary work in a small hotel.

The days seemed manageable, but every night, the longing for her son and the loneliness of being in a foreign land seemed to consume

her. She changed her phone number, but kept the old one. Every night, in the quiet of the night,

she would insert the old SIM card into her phone, just to see if there were any messages from her child or her former home.

Unfortunately, Yang Fan was angry at the time and didn't send Ting any messages. This filled Ting

with despair; but the older man's text messages filled the entire screen. She had once hated the man who had brought her

such devastation , but at this moment, those older man's text messages were the greatest comfort to her. Because they

made her feel that there were still people in this world who cared about her!

A month after arriving in Lijiang, Ting, having received no news from Yang Fan, was utterly desperate. That very night,

almost without thinking, she sent a text message to the older man, telling him she was in Lijiang. Then she turned off her phone.

Three days later, the older man found Ting engrossed in her work in a small hotel. Knowing she was in Lijiang

but not her exact address, he searched every hotel in the city until he finally found her.

His actions moved Ting, rekindling a glimmer of hope in her despair. That night, in

the cramped room, Ting once again opened her beautiful body to the older man. Compared to before,

she had let go of all burdens; this time, she was completely unrestrained.

At midnight, the full moon shone brightly. On the hotel rooftop, the moonlight, like water, enveloped everything on earth

and shone upon the naked female body, gleaming with a sacred light. Ting gripped the man's shoulders, one leg raised

high , a stiff, thick penis thrusting deeply into her core,

tirelessly pumping. The old man loved this fertile ground; it was his territory, and he wanted to cultivate it thoroughly

, beginning a new cycle of spring planting and autumn harvest. At the height of her climax, the woman extended her tongue and kissed the man's

lips; her slightly open eyes were filled with seductive allure.

"Ting, I am your man, I will fuck you for the rest of my life..." the man panted.

"Husband..." If they weren't so close, this trembling whisper would have sounded like the murmur of an insect.

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Ting and the old man stayed in Lijiang for a while. Since the old man arrived, she no longer got up in the middle of the night

to change her old phone number to check for messages from relatives. The fatigue of work during the day and the old man's torment at night

left her with little time to spare.

Yang Fan insisted on inviting her home; looking at her son giggling all over the floor, Ting finally agreed. Back

home after half a year's absence, Ting's tears fell again.

In the bedroom, Yang Fan embraced Ting. Ting didn't resist, nestled quietly in his arms like a kitten.

Yang Fan inhaled the scent of Ting's hair and murmured, "Come back, Ting. Our son needs you… I… I still

love you…"

Yang Fan's hands had already reached for Ting's breasts; after half a year, Ting's breasts seemed even more perky. This made

Yang Fan impatient; he wanted to quickly take off Ting's clothes, but Ting firmly stopped him.

"No, I've already wronged you, I don't want to wrong him again…"

However, Yang Fan's penis betrayed him, hardening and pressing against Ting's vulva. Ting chuckled,

unzipped her pants, and grasped the already hard and burning penis in her hand.

Ting's body slid down, kneeling on the ground, and without hesitation, took the entire penis into her mouth. While swallowing,

she looked at Yang Fan with tender eyes. Yang Fan had never experienced such service from Ting before. He almost ejaculated,

but managed to hold back. Ting seemed to sense his impending climax; she increased

the frequency and amplitude of her head movements, while her tongue swirled around the coronal sulcus of his glans.

Yang Fan could no longer restrain himself; he cried out, and his semen gushed into Ting's mouth.

After cleaning her mouth, Ting lay in Yang Fan's arms and murmured,

"Fan, am I lewd?"

Yang Fan didn't know how to answer. Ting's actions were indeed something he had never witnessed before.

"I know you probably think I'm slutty, but you're too embarrassed to say it; this is who I really am,

Ting. I'm no longer the virtuous wife and loving mother you see; I'm a complete slut. You know what?

The first time I slept with that old man, he made me suck his penis. He put his thick, long penis in my

mouth, and I was brought to orgasm by him amidst the suffocation and stimulation. After that, he would make me suck his penis every time

until it was completely hard so he could penetrate me. I even loved that feeling, watching the soft

penis grow bigger and harder in my mouth gave me a sense of accomplishment. And during the days when I had my period and it wasn't convenient,

he would ejaculate in my mouth and make me swallow it."

"From the first time I was with him until you came in and caught me, I was with him every day except weekends

. In those six months, I had sex with him

more times than we had ever had in all the times we'd known each other; I probably swallowed more of his semen than you ejaculated inside me. Believe it

or not, I am such a slutty woman."

"So, Yang Fan, we can't go back. I'm not the kind of demure woman you want;

I used to think I was, but life changed me, and I discovered the cruel truth. That old man destroyed

me, but he also reshaped me. I'm not the same person I used to be; now, from body

to soul, I belong entirely to that old man."

"From the day that man found me in Lijiang, I knew I couldn't go back. The familiar

home I once knew was drifting further and further away, like watching a shooting star pass by, only to see it

fade into the night sky. I had to start my own life. I moved in with that man again. For

the six months we were together again, aside from work and feeling unwell during the day, our only activity every night was endless

sex. I even wondered if I had developed a sex addiction."

"Sex allows me to numb myself, forget reality, forget that I was once a wife and mother. More

importantly , like a drowning person, the only savior beside me is this man; I can finally stop

having nightmares, and I can lie in a man's broad arms every night, spending each night peacefully and securely. I

won't marry that old man, but I enjoy his care and love, and the sex he gives me.

Am I a selfish woman?"

"I came back to Beijing this time because... I'm pregnant again... I want to give birth; it's

the fruit of my relationship with that man. Although I won't marry him, since I'm pregnant, I feel it's God's will,

both a punishment for my actions and a blessing for me at this moment. Since I can't have Guagua, then

I'll have another one. I've already thought of the child's nickname, Guoguo..."

Yang Fan listened with mixed feelings, until finally tears streamed down her face.

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