The ultimate allure of a young married woman

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One May day, after finishing her first afternoon class, Lin Xing'er saw dark clouds gathering outside, threatening rain. She quickly hopped on her bicycle, told her grade leader, and went home to collect the clothes and blankets that were drying outside. Luckily

, the school was close by; it only took five minutes to reach her building. She was surprised to find her husband's motorcycle there, as he always left early and returned late. She didn't think much of it, parked her bike, and went upstairs.

This was the dormitory building for her husband, Xiao Jian's, workplace. Due to the special nature of his workplace, this building was one of the earliest apartment buildings in the area, each unit 65 square meters, a small two-bedroom apartment. It was quite spacious for their family of three. Xiao Jian received an apartment as soon as he was assigned to the unit, but the younger employees all lived on the top floor, the fourth floor.

Lin Xing'er hurried home, feeling breathless from the height of the stairs. Just as she was about to knock on the door, she heard a strange sound coming from inside.

"Director, you're so naughty!" a young woman's seductive voice rang out.

Lin Xing'er was startled. She looked up at the door number—it was correct. She opened the door hesitantly and walked to the inner bedroom. The bedroom door was half-glass, and Lin Xing'er could see two naked bodies intertwined.

Lin Xing'er's mind went blank.

"Director, you must help me with my job promotion!" the woman said, her voice trembling.

"That's just a matter of a word!" Xiao Jian's voice also trembled slightly.

Hearing the conversation, Lin Xing'er recovered from her initial shock. She angrily pushed open the door, her chest tight, unable to speak. Xiao Jian and the female subordinate were both startled when they saw Lin Xing'er enter. Xiao Jian, now completely sober, quickly grabbed his clothes from the floor and frantically put them on, while the seductive woman dressed slowly, her eyes filled with provocation as she looked at the bewildered Lin Xing'er.

Seeing Lin Xing'er's expression, Xiao Jian quickly threw the clothes to the woman and said coldly, "Get out of here!"

Lin Xing'er glared at the woman, but couldn't utter a word. She mustered all her strength to shout, "Get out!"

Lin Xing'er always spoke softly, so even this shout had no effect on others.

The woman glanced at Lin Xing'er disdainfully, straightened her clothes and hair, and calmly walked out the door.

Lin Xing'er then suddenly burst into tears, as the rain poured down outside.

Xiao Jian quickly went forward and pulled Lin Xing'er into his arms, silently holding her tightly. Knowing he was in the wrong, he didn't say anything.

Lin Xing'er nestled in Xiao Jian's arms, too weak to even break free, sobbing softly.

Xiao Jian carried the distraught Lin Xing'er to the bed, whereupon the usually frail Lin Xing'er fainted.

Xiao Jian sat dejectedly on the edge of the bed, looking at the unconscious Lin Xing'er with deep frustration.

That noon, a small business owner who wanted something from him treated him to lunch. After a few drinks, he was a little tipsy and went home to rest. However, a temporary worker at his workplace, who was also the wife of a wealthy young man, wanted to become a permanent employee and had been harassing Xiao Jian. She had already won over several other bureau chiefs, but Xiao Jian was the only one she hadn't managed to win over. Today, she seized this opportunity and quietly came to Xiao Jian's house.

Logically, she could have easily had her husband handle it, but she came from a humble background and had already struggled to marry into a wealthy family based on her looks. She wanted to achieve this through her own abilities. She had her own reasons; she felt that doing so could change her status at home. To change her fate, she would use any means necessary—that was the woman's life motto.

Lin Xing'er woke up and saw Xiao Jian's anxious and frustrated eyes. She immediately started punching and kicking him. Lin Xing'er was a weak woman, powerless to resist, and her actions were like tickling Xiao Jian. Xiao Jian didn't fight back, but simply silenced her with his lips, holding her tightly in his arms.

"You're filthy, get away from me!" Lin Xing'er was a Virgo, with a cleanliness obsession, which extended to her relationships.

Seeing herself lying on the bed where that woman had just lain, Lin Xing'er felt nauseous. She immediately jumped up and ran to another room, her and her daughter's bedroom.

Xiao Jian followed, squeezing next to Lin Xing'er. Lin Xing'er ignored him, turning her back to him and shrinking to one side of the bed. Xiao Jian's lewd hand reached out from behind her, grabbing her ample breasts. Lin Xing'er angrily shook off his hand, but he stubbornly persisted, repeating this several times. Xiao Jian wasn't annoyed; after all, he was in the wrong first. He even cheekily said, "Wife, wife, I love you like a mouse loves rice!" Lin

Xing'er picked up a pillow and threw it at Xiao Jian, angrily shouting, "Who's your rice! Disgusting! Get out!"

She lay on the bed, her cold back to Xiao Jian, resolutely ignoring him.

Lin Xing'er bitterly recalled their past, tears streaming down her face.

Once sweet,

Lin Xing'er and Xiao Jian had been classmates since junior high. Xiao Jian had liked Lin Xing'er since junior high, but all of this was only revealed after they both entered university, through Xiao Jian's love letter. At that time, Lin Xing'er had just experienced a failed first love.

Lin Xing'er and her first love fell in love at first sight and had a passionate three-month relationship, but ultimately, due to unforeseen circumstances, they missed their chance. Under these circumstances, Xiao Jian's confession, especially his eight-year unrequited love, moved the simple-minded Lin Xing'er, who married him against her family's wishes.

Xiao Jian was considered young and accomplished; he had risen to the position of director of his unit through sheer hard work and without any connections or background. Although it was a deputy position, it was still quite an achievement. He was always very self-important. Lin Xing'er was traditional, beautiful, and talented—a perfect woman, a university graduate with a stable teaching career. He had secretly loved her for eight years, going to great lengths to win her over. For ten years, he had worked diligently, and this spring he was promoted to director, becoming the youngest and most handsome director in the unit, a position everyone envied.

Lin Xing'er was a simple and aloof woman who never lacked male suitors, but she never let that lead her to have any romantic relationships. After marriage, she devoted herself entirely to Xiao Jian, being a devoted wife and mother, never crossing any boundaries. She was a perfect wife and mother, so Xiao Jian always cherished her deeply.

They married the year after graduating from university, and a year later, their lovely daughter was born. Both had stable jobs, and they were a handsome couple. Lin Xing'er was gentle and charming, and Xiao Jian was dashing and spirited. Their family seemed happy and fulfilling, at least to outsiders.

Only in the quiet of the night, when Lin Xing'er sometimes dreamt of her unforgettable first love, of her first love's heart-stirring romance and their first kiss, would she feel a pang of sadness. Although Xiao Jian had put in a lot of effort to pursue Lin Xing'er, men often have a common flaw: once they get something, they don't know how to cherish it.

Lin Xing'er had always felt that Xiao Jian was a vulgar man. Although he was a college graduate, he sometimes spoke crudely, even worse than a country bumpkin. Lin Xing'er preferred a quiet and simple life, enjoying reading, writing, and prose. Xiao Jian, perhaps due to the nature of his work, dealt with merchants and business owners, preferring a bustling and vibrant life, often out partying and neglecting his family. They had almost nothing in common.

Therefore, Lin Xing'er unconsciously looked down on Xiao Jian. Xiao Jian, too, knew he was inferior to Lin Xing'er in many ways, so he felt a deep-seated inferiority complex in her presence. However, to mask this inferiority, he often acted arrogantly and conceitedly, displaying a chauvinistic attitude, which only exacerbated Lin Xing'er's resentment.

Lying in bed, thinking about all this, Lin Xing'er felt increasingly angry and resentful.

Half-asleep, she felt another version of herself jump out from her body, gritting her teeth and saying, "Fine, you've humiliated me like this, I'll repay you twofold! I'll let you taste the bitterness of betrayal!" Startled awake by this version of herself, Lin Xing'er tossed and turned in bed, restless.

It was late, and her daughter was fast asleep. Looking at her daughter's angelic face, she felt a pang of guilt.

Xiao Jian had slipped in sometime earlier. He was never gentle when he tried to make love to Lin Xing'er; he was always rather blunt and direct, getting straight to the point. Lin Xing'er had always resented this, wondering how she had ended up with such a handsome but utterly heartless man. But over the years, she had gradually grown accustomed to silently enduring it.

Today, Xiao Jian acted as usual. Because of what had just happened, Lin Xing'er didn't want him to succeed and, unusually, resisted fiercely. Xiao Jian could only hold Lin Xing'er's soft, boneless hands with one hand, and tear off her nightgown with the other. Without any foreplay, he penetrated Lin Xing'er's body. Lin Xing'er felt a stinging pain, glaring at Xiao Jian with wide eyes, tears streaming down her face. Seeing Lin Xing'er's expression, Xiao Jian seemed to be stimulated, and he ravaged her body. As he moved, he also tried to kiss her lips. Lin Xing'er twisted and resisted, and this behavior from the usually docile and gentle Lin Xing'er only drove Xiao Jian even more crazy. Xiao Jian released Lin Xing'er's hands, placed her slender legs on his shoulders, and then could penetrate her body even deeper. At first, Lin Xing'er was still stinging and in pain, but later, the desire in her body was suddenly ignited by Xiao Jian, and she began to resist his movements against her will. The passage became much more lubricated, and Lin Xing'er was angry that her body was not obeying her commands.

Every time they had a minor disagreement, Xiao Jian could always resolve it in bed, ending with them making love passionately and reaching climax. The next day, everything would be as if nothing had happened, and their relationship would even deepen.
There

was

a saying she'd always considered vulgar, but it wasn't entirely without merit: "Young couples who quarrel don't hold grudges; they make up before they get out of bed." This was probably the crystallization of Chinese wisdom since ancient times. Confucius also said, "Food and sex are human nature!" This is simply human nature.

Undoubtedly, in Xiao Jian's view, today's situation was the same as usual; this way of resolving it would surely be the right thing to do. Lin Xing'er desperately suppressed her moans and cried in humiliation.

Lin Xing'er hadn't slept well that night, but she still had to get up in the morning to cook and take her daughter to school.

Her eyes were still a little red and swollen. She didn't have many classes today, and she wanted to ask for a day off to rest. She didn't know how to face her students looking like this.

After asking her supervisor for leave, Lin Xing'er didn't want to go home. She wandered the streets and came across a beauty salon. The owner, a young woman, was the daughter of Lin Xing'er's school principal. She had invited Lin Xing'er to try a beauty treatment, but Lin Xing'er had never gone. Today, she happened to walk by and hesitated before going inside.

The principal's daughter warmly greeted her and personally served her, giving her the treatment. Looking at herself in the mirror, Lin Xing'er was truly radiant. She tidied her hair, putting her long, straight hair up in a bun, making her look even more elegant and charming. With light makeup, she became even more beautiful and captivating. Lin Xing'er always went makeup-free, and seeing herself now, she could hardly believe it.

The principal's daughter happily said, "Look, look! You're completely different from when you first came in! Women should treat themselves well!"

Lin Xing'er was quite satisfied. Not wanting to linger in this small town, she casually boarded a bus to the county seat.

An hour later, Lin Xing'er was browsing in the bookstore. Not knowing where to go, she went back to find a few books she'd been wanting to buy. Several readers were giving her distracted glances, but she acted as if she didn't notice.

"Lin Xing'er, is that you?" A deep, magnetic male voice interrupted her as she focused on her book.

She looked up and saw a familiar face—a clean-cut young man with black-rimmed glasses. He had a quiet, refined air about him, a tall and slender figure, and his large, bright eyes, even behind the lenses, were looking at Lin Xing'er with a gentle, smiling gaze.

Lin Xing'er felt a little embarrassed; she couldn't remember who the man in front of her was.

"I'm Xu Hua. That year, when I went to school in Y City, I took my younger brother on the same bus as you," the man named Xu Hua said softly and politely.

"Oh, I remember now, look at my memory!" How could she not remember? This man had written her several letters back then and had pursued her passionately, but she had never taken it to heart.

Lin Xing'er was Xu Hua's first love, a woman he could never forget.

Although they only met once, he fell hopelessly in love with her. She had a beautiful name, Lin Xing'er. When he wrote to her to express his love, she had just experienced a failed first love and was rejected. He thought he would never see her again, but unexpectedly, ten years later, they met again here.

Xu Hua was already married with children; both he and his wife were school teachers with stable jobs, and his wife was beautiful and capable. His capable wife has been causing him a lot of trouble lately. She's another man's first love, and he's relentlessly pursuing her. As the saying goes, even a fierce woman can't resist a persistent husband, and his wife eventually succumbed to his persistent advances, throwing herself into his arms and completely ignoring Xu Hua's existence. She even sees him as an obstacle to their trysts. No matter what kind of alliance Xu Hua and the other man's wife form, they can't break their relationship. They're deeply immersed in their passion, unable to extricate themselves. Xu Hua, a man of principle, is filled with shame and indignation at his wife's behavior, which makes him yearn even more for his first love, the ethereal Lin Xing'er.

Looking at the pure and beautiful Lin Xing'er, Xu Hua feels a surge of passion. The once aloof and otherworldly fairy has now fallen to earth. Although she's lost her ethereal beauty, she possesses a more vibrant and worldly charm. He had been heartbroken for her, but he vowed to work hard, to achieve great things, so that she would willingly become his lover!

Xu Hua glanced at his watch; it was time for dinner. He smiled and said to Lin Xing'er, "I wonder if I have the honor of treating you to dinner?"

Lin Xing'er smiled and said, "Thank you then!"

They were in a rather upscale hotel. Xu Hua acted very gentlemanly, yet naturally. He pulled out a chair for Lin Xing'er, laid out her napkins, served her food, and poured her wine. Lin Xing'er, who never drinks, chatted and drank with Xu Hua, and before she knew it, she had drunk quite a bit. Her face was flushed, and she was slightly tipsy. In Xu Hua's eyes, Lin Xing'er seemed even more alluring. Xu Hua listened to Lin Xing'er gently, and he too became a little tipsy. In this situation, it was partly due to the alcohol, and partly because he was genuinely a little drunk.

Seeing Lin Xing'er's hazy state, Xu Hua went upstairs and booked a room. He led Lin Xing'er by the hand into the room, and Lin Xing'er didn't object.

Perhaps because of what happened yesterday, she did many things she had never done before. After entering

the

room, Xu Hua excitedly cupped Lin Xing'er's delicate face, unable to resist kissing her red lips. Lin Xing'er, however, swayed and stumbled backward, falling onto the large bed. Lin Xing'er

, tipsy and alluring, her eyes glazed over. Xu Hua's face swayed before her eyes. Departing from her usual reserved and aloof demeanor, she playfully asked, "Do you really like me? Am I pretty?"

Xu Hua gazed at the beautiful Lin Xing'er on the pristine white sheets, her long hair disheveled, her face rosy and radiant, exuding undeniable sexiness. Her mesmerizing eyes were captivating. Xu Hua could no longer contain the surging passion within him. He pulled Lin Xing'er tightly into his arms, gently parting her teeth to savor her sweet, fragrant breath, his heart trembling.

Lin Xing'er felt as if her soul was being sucked away as she was being kissed. A tremor ran through her heart, and she quickly recovered, responding to Xu Hua's passionate kiss. Their breaths quickened, and Xu Hua's hand involuntarily caressed Lin Xing'er's firm, soft breasts. His movements were gentle and tender, instantly igniting Lin Xing'er's body. She didn't know what to do; she had only ever been with her husband. At that moment, her mind went blank, only feeling a desire within her to become one with the man before her. She felt ashamed of having such thoughts, but her damned body's demands on Xu Hua were irresistible. She responded positively, and Xu Hua's thick member pressed against her body. She was a little scared and tried to push Xu Hua away, but Xu Hua wouldn't let go. With one trembling hand, he unhooked Lin Xing'er's bra. Xu Hua kissed Lin Xing'er's red lips all the way down her neck to the high red cherry on her chest. Lin Xing'er couldn't help but let out a soft moan. Xu Hua didn't stop and continued to kiss Lin Xing'er's flat, firm, and white belly. Then, he kissed Lin Xing'er's clitoris. Lin Xing'er's body was very special. Where others had pubic hair, hers was clean and tidy, like an undeveloped little girl. This surprised and excited Xu Hua.

Lin Xing'er's body had been awakened by Xu Hua. Xu Hua's entry was relatively smooth, but it was very tight inside. As soon as Xu Hua entered, he felt surrounded by something soft and tight, as if it was trying to suck his soul in. Lin Xing'er also felt a sense of fullness she had never experienced before. A kind of pleasure spread throughout her body, and she couldn't help but let out a soft moan. She felt completely released, no longer suppressing herself as usual, and showing an unprecedented wildness that even surprised herself. Xu Hua had finally gotten his first love. He realized that being with the one he loved was such a happy thing. His body felt like it was flying to the clouds. Coupled with Lin Xing'er's soft moans, he was even more energetic. He rode on Lin Xing'er's body, feeling unprecedented pleasure and happiness.

Lin Xing'er writhed beneath him, basking in the pleasure of revenge. Her body seemed to move beyond her control, intertwining with Lin Hua's. Xu Hua, seeing Lin Xing'er's rosy cheeks and entranced expression, felt his blood boil. This was his first love, the woman he had dreamt of for so many years, now completely merged with him. He felt an unprecedented pleasure, like he'd taken a stimulant, his excitement surging for a long time. Xu Hua cultivated Lin Xing'er's fertile ground for a very long time, yet felt no fatigue. He finally understood why his wife's lover was so infatuated with her.

This continued for a long time, their bodies frantically intertwined, locked in a passionate embrace, experiencing ecstasy and pleasure.

Xu Hua stared intently at the ever-changing Lin Xing'er before him, wishing the earth would stop turning and this moment would last forever.

The day seemed to fly by, and darkness fell quickly. Lin Xing'er, returning from her euphoric state, was eager to go home. Xu Hua, though reluctant, took a taxi to her apartment building before driving her home. As soon as

Lin Xing'er opened the door, her daughter, Xiao Mixue, excitedly rushed towards her: "Mommy! Mommy! You're back! Why didn't you pick me up today?" After the shock of the past day and night, Lin Xing'er had largely recovered, and her mood had naturally improved.

She hugged her daughter and asked, "Little girl, were you good today? Mommy had something to do, did you come home by yourself? You're so brave!"

Xiao Jian had never done housework before, always living a life of ease. He had come home early today and didn't know Lin Xing'er hadn't picked him up. Only when his daughter returned alone did he realize that Lin Xing'er hadn't gone to work. He reluctantly went into the kitchen, intending to cook some porridge for his child.

The daughter took a bite of the porridge, so thin you could see your reflection in it, and immediately spat it out: "Dad, what kind of porridge is this? The rice isn't cooked yet!"

Xiao Jian, thinking about Lin Xing'er, tasted it again and, sure enough, it was undercooked. He continued to work it on the gas stove.

Just then, Lin Xing'er came in. Xiao Jian walked out of the kitchen, his face grim, and asked, "Where have you been? Why are you only getting back now? You didn't even pick up the child!"
Lin Wei,

having been assaulted,

ignored him, and their first cold war began. Their daughter, Xiao Mixue, remained silent at home.

Lin Xing'er, as usual, dropped her daughter off and went to work at the school. The elementary and middle schools were very close, just across the street. When she arrived at school, Ms. Bao, the ninth-grade Chinese teacher, looked for her. Ms. Bao was about to retire; this was her last year teaching ninth grade.

“Teacher Lin, there’s something I’d like to talk to you about. The temporary worker at your husband’s workplace is my daughter-in-law, Wang Lin. Last Wednesday afternoon, after class, I went to visit her at their new house. She’s not very pregnant. When I got home, the door was locked. When I opened it, I saw your husband and Wang Lin sitting on the sofa in the room. As soon as he saw me, he stood up nervously and explained that he was visiting a colleague upstairs and just stopped by to see Wang Lin. I smiled and said, ‘Oh, thank you for your concern for Wang Lin, Director. Wang Lin is really inconsiderate. Next time the Director comes to visit you, you should entertain him in the living room, don’t close the door, so people won’t gossip.’ Your husband quickly got up to leave.”

Teacher Bao is also a senior Chinese language teacher, but this was the first time she had heard that Wang Lin was her mother-in-law. Teacher Bao was about to retire and go home to take care of her grandson. She felt it necessary to remind Lin Xing'er, because Lin Xing'er was too naive. Finally, she said, "I haven't told my son about this either. They've only been married for less than a year, while you two have been living together for so many years. I hope both our families can live stable lives and not cause any more trouble!"

Lin Xing'er silently agreed, forcing a smile, and said, "I will try my best!"

A few days later, Lin Wei picked up her child from work and went home. There was no evening self-study that day, but Xiao Jian, who always left early and returned late, was already home lying in bed with a bandage on his head.

Lin Xing'er was shocked and asked him in a panic what had happened.

Xiao Jian said indifferently, "Nothing, I was beaten up by a scoundrel on the bus today!"

Lin Xing'er said anxiously, "Who was it? Why did they beat you up for no reason!"

Xiao Jian didn't answer with a cold face, just pretending to sleep.

Lin Xing'er didn't dare to ask any more questions. She knew Xiao Jian's temper, and she didn't want to be scolded by him. This was a sign that he was about to have an outburst.

Later, Lin Xing'er learned that Wang Lin's husband had found out about some things. In order to win over her husband and dispel his suspicions, the woman shifted all the blame onto Xiao Jian, saying that Xiao Jian sometimes harassed her, while completely concealing her own seduction of Xiao Jian. Wang Lin's husband was furious, so he found some of Xiao Jian's henchmen who didn't know him and deliberately caused trouble on the bus. Xiao Jian, unaware of the situation, spoke arrogantly in his hot-blooded manner and started arguing with those people. After a few words, a fight broke out. Xiao Jian was no match for the four fists. He was no match for them and was knocked down at the crossroads in a few moves. Later, Lin Xing'er's brother came and took him to the hospital, treated his wounds, and took him home.

Lin Xing'er's brother works at Wang Lin's father-in-law's company. He had heard about his brother-in-law's affairs before, but he had never mentioned it to Lin Xing'er. He had already told Xiao Jian, "You'd better watch yourself. I know it's understandable for men to have affairs outside, but you're going too far by taking advantage of my sister's honesty. Don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Actually, Lin Xing'er's brother, Lin Xiao, was quite famous in the town. He had a group of very loyal brothers, and even the thugs would bow and scrape before him, greeting him, "Hello, Big Brother!" Lin Xiao doted on his youngest sister. He knew that his sister was kind and honest and was often bullied by Xiao Jian, but it was their life, and she had chosen him herself. What could he say? Instead, he often advised his sister, Lin Xing'er, "In this society, don't take a man's affairs too seriously, as long as he doesn't go too far. The child is still so young; just live a peaceful life!"

Lin Xing'er knew her brother doted on her, and she confided her grievances to him. While comforting his sister, her brother would also talk to Xiao Jian. It should be said that her brother, Lin Xiao, held some influence in the town, so no matter how much Xiao Jian misbehaved, he wouldn't dare to act recklessly. It was his brother who notified Xiao Jian when he was beaten at the crossroads.

Xiao Jian usually took his daughter and Lin Xing'er out to social events, appearing exemplary in front of others and showing great care and consideration for Lin Xing'er. Only Lin Xing'er knew in her heart that he was acting. Sometimes she would play along, but more often she felt deeply saddened, her mind frequently drifting to her first love.

"This love can only be cherished in memory, for at the time it was all in vain." Ten years had passed since her first love ended. Where was he? Did he still remember her? Did she still remember that love? She didn't know; she knew nothing. For so many years, she had never really thought about it. But lately, with so many unpleasant things happening to her, Lin Xing'er thought of her first love more and more often. She even dreamt of meeting him in her dreams; he was still the same, only now he was indifferent to her.

Lin Xing'er lived a life similar to most people's, a life of mediocrity, but she didn't yet have the courage to fight for the life she wanted.

The alluring teacher

Lin Xing'er still went to work every day as usual, busy and fulfilled. Middle school Chinese teaching was a very tedious job, especially grading students' essays, which gave Lin Xing'er a headache.

Xiao Jian rested at home for a week before returning to work. Xiao Jian and Wang Lin's relationship had cooled considerably; they basically had no contact anymore, at least on the surface.

Xiao Jian's daughter, Xiao Mixue, is already in the third grade. Her homeroom teacher is Wu Mei, the wife of Tao Xiao, Lin Xing'er's high school classmate. Although Wu Mei is just an ordinary elementary school teacher, her beauty is renowned far and wide. She is also quite popular with the male leaders at school. In addition, she has an amazing capacity for alcohol and is very charming, so many men consider it an honor to be with her. Tao Xiao is a man who is afraid of his wife and dotes on her excessively. So many men are lusting after his wife's beauty, but he doesn't feel any crisis. Even if Wu Mei cheats on him many times, he doesn't care because he also benefits from it. Therefore, Wu Mei is treated like a queen at home and is the one who has the final say.

Like other men, Xiao Jian was captivated by Wu Mei from the first time he saw her at a dinner party hosted by his daughter's teacher. That day, seeing Wu Mei's alluring eyes and her heavily made-up face flushed, Xiao Jian casually remarked, "Teacher Wu, your face is truly rosy and beautiful."

Wu Mei, a naturally flirtatious woman, was already secretly smitten with Xiao Jian's striking features, youthful appearance, and tall, handsome stature.

Their first meal together was a meeting of instant attraction; she longed to pounce on him and devour him. However, being a teacher, she maintained a certain level of reserve. Of course, besides her beauty, another major factor attracting many men to Wu Mei was her aloof and unapproachable demeanor in public. She would never offer herself to a man who was of no use to her.

Xiao Jian once jokingly told some of his cronies, "I must get this woman!" Lin Xing'er only learned of this much later.

Xiao Jian, having forgotten the pain of his past mistakes, hadn't fully recovered from what had happened before and fell into the trap of infatuation with Wu Mei. Using his daughter's name as an excuse, and given that Tao Xiao was both Lin Xing'er and Xiao Jian's high school classmate, the two families naturally became very close. They often played cards together, while Xiao Mixue watched TV or read with Wu Mei's daughter. Sometimes it got too late, and Xiao Jian didn't want to go home. Although Lin Xing'er didn't want this, she couldn't go against Xiao Jian's wishes, so the whole family stayed at Wu Mei's house. Every time Lin Xing'er went to the bathroom, Tao Xiao... When they temporarily left the room, leaving only Xiao Jian and Wu Mei, Xiao Jian would quickly kiss Wu Mei on the cheek. Wu Mei would playfully scold him, leaving Xiao Jian feeling restless and eager. Sometimes, when the four of them were playing cards at the table, Xiao Jian would tease Wu Mei from under the table or pass her notes. These notes were probably written by Xiao Jian during the day. The two of them flirted and teased each other, their hearts already connected, only regretting that they didn't have the chance to share a bed and make love.

Every time Xiao Jian received something from his workplace, he would think of sending half to Wu Mei.

Lin Xing'er had lived with Xiao Jian for nearly ten years and knew him well. She was well aware of Xiao Jian's thoughts and felt sorry for him seeing him like this. She repeatedly warned him to learn from past mistakes, but Xiao Jian was now completely infatuated with Wu Mei and wouldn't listen to Lin Xing'er's advice.

The opportunity finally arrived. Wu Mei had to go to the county for further training every weekend. One weekend, Xiao Jian lied to Lin Xing'er, saying he was going to visit a classmate who worked in the county town, and didn't go home that day. Tao Xiao's daughter, because her mother was in the county town for further training, went to Lin Xing'er's house to play with Xiao Mixue. Occasionally, they talked about how Wu Mei usually stayed at her sister's house when she went for further training, but this time she stayed at her classmate's house. Lin Xing'er became suspicious and called that high school classmate. The classmate's wife answered the phone. Lin Xing'er first greeted her politely, saying, "Xiao Jian bothered you all night again yesterday. I'm so sorry." The classmate's wife unexpectedly said, "No, Xiao Jian was playing cards here during the day yesterday, but left before four o'clock in the afternoon, saying he was going home." But the night before, Xiao Jian had called Lin Xing'er saying that he wouldn't be going home that night, but was playing cards all night with his boss at an old classmate's house.

Lin Xing'er had already guessed Xiao Jian's whereabouts. Sure enough, that day, Xiao Jian waited in a taxi at the gate of Wu Mei's school. As soon as class ended, he forcibly pulled Wu Mei into the taxi and drove to another city. Wu Mei was always a queen at home, and Tao Xiao treated her like a precious gem. She had never seen such a domineering man before, especially such a handsome one. Moreover, she had long harbored feelings for him, and although they had had many physical contacts before, they were just playful banter without any real interaction. Seeing his domineering attitude towards her, she felt a thrill and, as if possessed, got into the car with Xiao Jian and drove off. The two took a taxi to an unfamiliar

city

, checked into a hotel, and Xiao Jian treated Wu Mei to a lavish dinner before eagerly heading to the hotel.

Wu Mei went into the bathroom to shower first, and Xiao Jian also took off his clothes and followed her in. Wu Mei wanted to push Xiao Jian away and shower by herself, but Xiao Jian hugged her from behind, his two large hands pinching her two red nipples. Wu Mei's heart trembled, and her whole body began to heat up. Xiao Jian then kissed Wu Mei's earlobe from behind, breathing heavily but not saying a word. Wu Mei said in a wanton voice, "Mmm," "Ugh, why are you in such a hurry? Slow down!" "Though she said that, her actions began to match Xiao Jian's.

Xiao Jian and Wu Mei stood under the shower, the hot water stimulating their skin, making them tingle. Xiao Jian's penis entered Wu Mei from behind; her passage was already dripping with lustful fluids. Xiao Jian began to thrust, one hand pulling Wu Mei's hand behind her waist, the other grabbing her nipples. Wu Mei was as happy as a cat in heat, but her rough, hoarse voice was completely at odds with her seductive charm. It was strange; heaven had given her beauty, but taken away her sweet, melodious voice." It was alright when she was lecturing, but the sound she made in this situation was really unpleasant. However, Xiao Jian was infatuated with Wu Mei and found her husky voice very magnetic.

While showering, the two of them stood under the showerhead and had sex. The slapping sounds of their bodies colliding, the sound of water hitting flesh, the man's panting, and the woman's rough meows created a symphony that stimulated their nerves. After showering, the two moved their battlefield to the bed. Xiao Jian threw Wu Mei's petite body onto the bed and pounced on her like a hungry wolf.

Xiao Jian then laid Wu Mei flat on the bed, not kissing her lips, but instead taking a cherry in his mouth and pinching another cherry in his other hand, sucking and kneading it. Wu Mei had never encountered a man so rough, yet it gave her a strange pleasure. She was like a lump of mud, letting Xiao Jian play with her. Xiao Jian increased the intensity, and red marks appeared on Wu Mei's body. She felt a little pain, but this pain was quickly overwhelmed by the immense pleasure. Xiao Jian had already straddled her body, easily passing through her pubic area. A swamp stretched before Xiao Jian, who felt as if he were trapped and unable to escape. It was unfathomably deep, with no bottom in sight. He struggled to traverse it, but soon found his way, galloping across the plains like a horse on horseback. He thrust rapidly, and Wu Mei responded with ecstatic fervor. When Wu Mei reached her climax, Xiao Jian also ejaculated. The two then slowly quieted down. Xiao Jian lay down, contentedly closing his eyes to rest. Wu Mei, however, sat up and looked at Xiao Jian, who was resting with his eyes closed, feeling an indescribable fondness.

Xiao Jian knew Wu Mei was watching him, but without opening his eyes, he teased her, "How was it? Comfortable, right? Much better than your turtle man, isn't it?" Women are strange; they may not even like a man they love, but as long as he satisfies their body, they will inexplicably fall for him, regardless of his appearance. Especially since Xiao Jian was so outrageously handsome. Wu Mei poked Xiao Jian's head with her finger: "Yes, you're ruthless!" The two were exhausted and fell asleep immediately. In the middle of the night, Xiao Jian's penis became erect again, hard as a rock. He didn't care about anything else, straddled Wu Mei's body, and thrust straight into her. Wu

Mei had been excited for a long time before finally falling into a drowsy sleep. Xiao Jian climbed onto her stomach and began to thrust violently. His semen still lingered in her passage, so it didn't feel dry. Xiao Jian's movements stirred up the countless ants of desire within Wu Mei's body. She quickly awoke from her daze, falling into a blissful, soul-stirring pleasure. Both were at the peak of their sexual desire, and they made love again before finally concluding. This Xiao Jian was truly much better than her husband and those old leaders. Her husband only dared to be subservient to her, even during sex he dared not be reckless, afraid of hurting her. Today, experiencing this storm-like sexual encounter made her feel very happy, and that... The older leaders were even less worth mentioning; she wouldn't have bothered with them if it weren't for her own purposes.

Xiao Jian quickly fell asleep again, but Wu Mei took a long time to fall asleep and slept very lightly. Perhaps because he was too tired last night, Xiao Jian slept until almost noon the next day. After showering, Xiao Jian quickly paid the bill; after midnight, there would be an extra night's room charge. The two were inseparable. After lunch, Xiao Jian took Wu Mei shopping and bought her a beautiful women's watch. Wu Mei loved it and immediately put it on her wrist. Then the two took a bus home.

At the station, afraid of being noticed, they pretended to bump into each other by chance and went home separately.

Having tasted the sweetness of their first affair, the two became increasingly uncontrollable, constantly creating opportunities to meet secretly, until an unexpected incident happened to Lin Xing'er, which brought the affair to light. When the new colleague Xiao Jian returned home, Lin Xing'er had a gloomy face, and Xiao Jian's expression was also very unpleasant.
" You even called Li Aimin to ask?" Before Xiao Jian got home, he received a call from Li Aimin's wife. "Where are you? Can't I ask?" Lin Xing'er said coldly. "Fine, what kind of trouble are you going to cause?" "What trouble am I causing?" The two argued, neither willing to back down. Their daughter, watching in horror as the argument escalated, burst into tears. Xiao Jian, now filled with rage at Lin Xing'er, ignored the crying child and went to his room to sleep. Yes, he had spent the night with Wu Mei and was indeed exhausted. Lin Xing'er was also furious, alone in her room, tears streaming down her face. Seeing her child's innocent eyes, still wet with tears, she was overcome with grief, hugging the child tightly and sobbing uncontrollably. The night passed without incident. The next morning, Lin Xing'er got up early to take her child to school, then went to work herself. The primary and middle schools were very close, separated only by a road. The child was young and had forgotten everything overnight. Lin Xing'er arrived at school dejectedly. For her first class, thankfully, she had prepared the lesson the previous week. She picked up her textbook and headed to the classroom, where the students were already beginning their morning reading. "Written at the Zen Temple Behind Broken Mountain by Chang Jian: Entering the ancient temple at dawn, the first rays of the sun illuminate the tall trees. A winding path leads to a secluded spot, where the Zen room is surrounded by flowers and trees." The mountain scenery delights the birds, the pool's reflection empties the heart. All sounds are silent here, except for the sound of bells and chimes. Hearing the students' innocent reading aloud always makes Lin Xing'er forget all her troubles. The sound of students reading is beautiful and melodious to a teacher. Lin Xing'er is a simple-minded person; once she enters the classroom, she forgets everything else, and her mood gradually improves, making the lesson go smoothly. Soon, class ended, and Lin Xing'er returned to her office to continue preparing lessons and grading the weekend homework she had just collected. There weren't many people in the office at this time; most had gone to class, and others had gone to eat breakfast at the school gate. Only Wen He, a recent graduate from J University, was there. He was said to be a newly recruited talent by the county education bureau. He was a rather thin and introverted young man, but his eyes were large and bright. He walked to Lin Xing'er's desk and chatted with her. "Teacher Lin, you look a lot like my third sister. Talking to you feels so warm and familiar." Lin Xing'er was focused on grading student assignments when she suddenly heard a gentle, deep voice. Startled, she looked up and saw Wen He's eager gaze fixed on her. A little embarrassed, she said, "Excuse me, who are you?" "Hehe! Teacher Lin, I'm Wen He, the new teacher this year. I teach physics and we'll be working together." "Oh, sorry, it's nice to meet you!" Lin Xing'er said apologetically. "It's nothing, I know you're busy!" "Oh, where are you from? How many older sisters do you have?" "I'm from G province, I went to J University, and I was assigned here. I have five older sisters, and you're about the same age as my third sister!" Lin Xing'er maintained her signature smile, listening quietly to Wen He. "You must have had a lot of boys pursuing you in college!" "All college girls have boys pursuing them!" "Haven't you noticed that you're the most beautiful female teacher in our school?" "Really? I'm just average, I don't think I'm that pretty!" "Although I said that, I was actually quite happy inside. 'Really, on the first day of school, I saw you wearing a bright red silk suit, and I thought you were the most beautiful woman in our school!'" At this moment, a colleague came in, and Lin Xing'er smiled and said, "Thank you, Teacher Wen!" Wen He, seeing several colleagues come in, didn't say anything more and returned to his desk to prepare for class. At noon, when school was over, Lin Xing'er rode her bike home. She wanted to go home to cook. Xiao Jian always left in the morning and didn't come home until evening, rarely coming home for lunch, let alone cooking. Wen He was also riding his bike. He rented a place near the school, and he shared a part of the way with Lin Xing'er. They talked as they rode. "Does Teacher Lin have someone to cook at home?" "No, I always cook for myself!" "Your husband must love you very much. He must treat you very well!" Hearing this , Lin Xing'er suddenly thought of what happened yesterday, and her eyes reddened. She didn't answer Wen He's question, and Wen He happened to see all of this. Just then, they reached a fork in the road, and they went home separately without saying much. After cooking lunch, the child wouldn't eat well, so Lin Xing'er patiently persuaded her daughter to eat. Then she took the child to school, and she didn't even have time for a midday rest, continuing to work in her office. She was actually very tired and hadn't slept well the night before.

The days passed like this, Xiao Jian and Lin Xing'er remained in a cold war, neither wanting to break the deadlock.

At noon on Friday, only Lin Xing'er and Wen He were in the office. Wen He walked over to Lin Xing'er and chatted for a few minutes. Then he handed her a note with delicate handwriting: "I enjoyed chatting with you. You are very kind and warm. Can we get closer?"

Lin Xing'er was surprised and looked up at Wen He earnestly.

Caught trying to kiss him,

Lin Xing'er looked at Wen He with mixed feelings and said, "Do you have a girlfriend? Does she come to see you often?"

Wen He, puzzled, replied, "Yes, she comes to see me!"

"Did I do or say something that made you misunderstand?"

"No, you didn't do anything. I just like you. I liked you from the first time I saw you," Wen He answered eagerly.

"Thank you! But please use this affection to love your girlfriend well!" Lin Xing'er was overwhelmed with emotion, closed her eyes, and took a deep breath.

Gentle yet excited, he grasped Lin Xing'er's small hand, stroking her long, straight hair that she had kept for over a decade. After a moment of silence, he said, "Your hair is as beautiful and smooth as silk!"

Lin Xing'er tried to pull her hand away, but Wenhe pulled her into his arms. He couldn't help but lower his head and kiss Lin Xing'er's unadorned pink lips. Lin Xing'er was startled and before she could react, Wenhe's tongue had already pried open her teeth, conquering her mouth and frantically sucking and extracting the sweetness from her lips, while whispering indistinctly, "I like you, I want you!"

Lin Xing'er frantically tried to break free from Wenhe's embrace, but she was no match for a vigorous young man. Just as she was struggling in pain, she suddenly heard Xiao Jian's angry roar.

She was horrified to see Xiao Jian's furious face, glaring at Wenhe, raising his hand to slap him twice, and kicking him several times. Lin Xing'er looked at Xiao Jian in disbelief. How could he be here at this time? Still not satisfied, Xiao Jian immediately called Lin Xing'er's principal, summoning him to his office. The principal, an acquaintance of Xiao Jian and showing him some respect due to the unusual nature of his workplace, rushed to the office. Colleagues were already inside preparing for class, and the principal invited them to his office.

"Fire this teacher immediately! He's having an affair with Lin Xing'er!" Xiao Jian roared at the principal.

The principal, displeased by Xiao Jian's arrogance,

replied, "I don't have that right. When did you see them having an affair?" "Fine, if you don't deal with it, I'll beat him every time I see him," Xiao Jian persisted, demanding that Wen He write down an explanation of what had just happened.

Wen He reluctantly agreed, as the principal also insisted. He sat down, took out paper, and began writing, while Xiao Jian went to Lin Xing'er's desk, rummaging through her drawers.

Lin Xing'er often wrote down her thoughts on paper. Xiao Jian flipped through them, stopping at one page. He frowned, looked at it for a moment, and then put it away. Lin Xing'er felt a chill run down her spine. Seeing Xiao Jian's actions just now, she trembled. She didn't know what he would do to her next.

At this moment, Wen He had already written his explanation. He admitted that he had acted impulsively and forcibly kissed Lin Xing'er, but denied doing anything else inappropriate. Xiao Jian told the principal, "If you don't expel him, I'll beat him every time I see him!" and stormed off.

Terrified, Lin Xing'er silently followed Xiao Jian home. As soon as they entered, Xiao Jian kicked her in the stomach, causing her to fall to the ground. "You bitch! How dare you come back? Leave the keys behind and get out!" Lin Xing'er, enduring the pain with humiliation, cried out, tears streaming down her face, "I've never done anything to wrong you!"

Xiao Jian called Lin Xing'er's brother, Lin Xiao: "Come and take your sister away. I caught her cheating at school!"

Then Xiao Jian tore up Lin Xing'er's photo album and marriage certificate: "Is this revenge?"

Lin Xing'er weakly replied, "I didn't!"

"Let me tell you! I can, but you can't!" Xiao Jian said fiercely.

Lin Xiao arrived quickly. Xiao Jian, feigning illness, accused Lin Xing'er, saying, "Lin Xing'er cheated on me at school, and I caught her. Take her away! If you don't, I might beat her to death!"

Lin Xiao was angry, but remained composed, saying, "Fine, I'll take her away today. I'll investigate this matter thoroughly. If it's my sister's fault, I'll give you an explanation. But if it's not, you'll have to give me an explanation then too."

Xiao Jian angrily said, "Look at what she wrote! We've been married for so many years, and she's still thinking about that other person."

Lin Xing'er, already harboring resentment towards Xiao Jian's heartlessness, said bitterly, "Yes, you treat me like this. I am thinking about him. Don't you, as a man, feel ashamed?"

Xiao Jian was deeply hurt. "Yes, I do feel ashamed."

Lin Xiao said to Lin Xing'er, "Pack your things and come with me!" While packing her clothes, Lin Xing'er overheard her brother saying to Xiao Jian, "Why is she like this? Everything has a cause and effect. Think about how you usually treat her."

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