The annoying eavesdropping of the young woman

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The Annoying Eavesdropping of the Young Woman
That day, as Niu Naifu nervously opened the door, the crystal tassel chandelier in the living room emitted a dappled glow, and his wife was already busy preparing dinner in the kitchen. This scene, so familiar that it had become almost commonplace, now stirred a certain exhilaration in Niu Naifu. He walked behind his wife, and although her back still conveyed her displeasure and indifference, he still took out a platinum and jade pendant necklace from his bag, intending to put it on her. His wife nudged him with her elbow, preventing him from getting closer. Niu Naifu pressed closer to her, and with an incredibly tender gaze, gently hung the necklace on her.
The wife glanced down at the necklace, then twisted her body a few times as if trying to break free, but the twisting was no longer hostile: "Get out, the food's going to burn!"
Niu Naifu hugged his wife, chuckling, "Last time I went shopping with you, I saw you were quite interested in this necklace, so I specially went to buy it for you today!"
His wife pushed him with her shoulder, a blush creeping onto her face: "Get out, get out, don't think you can do *that* with a necklace! Humph, you still haven't explained your pants and condoms to me!"
Niu Naifu chuckled, turning and going into the living room to change his shoes and clothes.
The wife sighed softly. Actually, with a woman's unique sensitivity, she had long sensed that her husband was doing something very unusual outside. Several times she had wanted to subtly probe him, but seeing his smiling face and those cheesy, amusing actions, especially when he saw their innocent son, she held back. Her husband was undeniably good to her and their family. Every quarter, he would take her to review the company's financial statements, and to ensure she understood them, he would have the accountant provide a detailed breakdown each time. Once, she asked him why he didn't keep some for himself, and he laughed and said, "What's the point of hiding it? In the end, it all goes to the younger generation."
Her husband not only devoted himself to their family but was also very filial to his parents-in-law, winning their praise. He was especially kind to her, having generously helped several of her relatives in need, which deeply moved her. She often thought that this was just how society was; it was inevitable that her husband's social circle would have its share of problems. Out of sight, out of mind. But this time, things had come to this, making her feel embarrassed…
That evening, a breeze picked up outside, and the irises on the balcony began to sway. Amidst the enticing aroma of the dishes, his wife didn't bring up the matter of the pants or the condoms hidden in her bag again, though her expression remained as serious as necessary. Niu Naifu, on the other hand, radiated sincerity and insisted on continuing to wash the dishes and wipe the table after dinner, but this time his wife didn't make him do those things. When he showed her the fax he'd received during the day and explained that he had to rush to Jinan the next day and would be back in no more than three days, his wife's face showed concern: "Oh, drink less alcohol outside. It's windy today, so take a thicker coat!"
Niu Naifu was worried his wife would ask who he was going with; he knew she was probably very sensitive right now, but she didn't ask any further questions. That night, his wife's body was hotter than ever before, and Niu Naifu also unleashed a passion he hadn't felt in front of her for a long time. They were both panting and drenched in sweat, and his wife even bit his shoulder hard, as if to release all the pent-up frustration she had been holding back for so long...
They arrived in Jinan the next afternoon, and the negotiations that began immediately were quite difficult. The other party insisted on a full refund and demanded certain compensation from Niu Naifu. The key issue was that the other party was a private company, and the tricks that Niu Naifu had always used to deal with "public" companies were completely useless at this moment. Despite the negotiations being fraught with twists and turns, even somewhat frustrating, the Shandong men's welcoming spirit and hospitality created a warm and lively atmosphere at the sumptuous dinner, like a group of long-lost relatives reunited. The enthusiasm was so overwhelming that it was hard to refuse, and the almost cumbersome toasting and polite formalities made the dinner both exciting and lengthy. By the time Niu Naifu, supported by Nana, staggered back to his hotel, it was nearly 10 p.m.
This five-star hotel was Niu Naifu's "designated" place to stay whenever he visited Jinan. He owed this to a friend who had pointed out that this hotel was the safest in downtown Jinan and had the most and prettiest women. Whether it was truly the "most" or not, Niu Naifu certainly agreed that the women were quite pretty and "good at their job." His and Nana's rooms were two single rooms side by side. Because of his wife's sharp bite the night before, which had left a deep impression, and the nearly eight ounces of baijiu he'd downed at the banquet, Niu Naifu felt exhausted. He sat on the sofa, catching his breath, and said, "I'm pretty tired today. Let's go to bed early; we have to deal with them again tomorrow!"
Nana put Niu Naifu's bag in the closet, made a cup of tea, and placed the slippers from the bedside table in front of him. Looking at him, she said, "You drank so much today, are you alright?"
Niu Naifu smiled and waved his hand. Nana then turned to leave, relieved. At the door, she stopped and turned back, saying, "Call me if you need anything. I won't turn off my phone tonight."
Suddenly, Niu Naifu missed Xian immensely. This time, the call finally connected, but the other end was surrounded by a familiar cacophony of noise. "Hello, Xian, it's me. Where are you?"
Niu Naifu's voice was urgent.
"I'm back home. Looking for handsome guys at a bar right now!"
Xian's voice sounded cold and harsh, clearly still angry.
"What? Going to a bar? Who are you with?"
Normally, Niu Naifu would have exploded, but now he could only use a concerned tone to show patience and caution.
"Who you're with is none of your business! Who are you to me?"
Amidst the noise and commotion, it seemed a man was calling her from the side.
"Heh, you should come back. I...I really miss you!"
As he said this, Niu Naifu was already starting to lose his temper.
"Go back? Go back and watch you act with those women again!"
Xian's voice betrayed a hint of agitation.
"I..."
Before he could speak, Xian turned off her phone. Niu Naifu was completely enraged, imagining what kind of man Xian had just heard on her phone. A gigolo? A classmate? A stranger? Or an old acquaintance? …Niu Naifu felt a chill run down his spine and his head was spinning as he thought about it. But faced with all that might happen a thousand miles away, all he could do was frantically rage inside. After a while, Niu Naifu managed to calm himself down a bit. He took a shower, climbed into bed, and turned on the TV, but the images of the bar kept flashing before his eyes. Frame after frame of imaginable scenes relentlessly pounded at Niu Naifu's heart and slapped his face. There was even an image of a toilet, and the crazed men and women on the screen seemed to be deliberately mocking and ridiculing him…
Niu Naifu angrily tormented the remote control in his hand. Suddenly, he vaguely heard a woman's moaning coming from next door. He thought it was a TV program, so he immediately checked all the channels and even looked at the synopses of all the pay-per-view movies, but to no avail. He then realized that it was the real sound of someone having sex next door. He remembered seeing two men next door when he checked into the hotel that afternoon, both of them tall and strong.
Niu Naifu held his breath, pressing his ear against the wall. At that moment, the moaning grew louder, accompanied by the creaking of the Simmons mattress being violently squeezed and pounded; the action seemed quite intense. Just as Niu Naifu was getting aroused, the sounds suddenly stopped. Puzzled, he heard the woman cry out in pain, "Ah!" The creaking resumed immediately, and the moaning, which had been a continuous, professional "oh" and "ah," became intermittent, guttural groans and moans, as if someone were choking her. Niu Naifu, like a film editing machine, instantly switched the bar scene to reality. He spliced and superimposed the audio from next door with various videos in his mind, and before his eyes appeared scenes of anal penetration and "sandwiching." He could almost see the two muscular men, each over six feet tall, attacking the woman from the front and back, or from above and below, causing him to involuntarily become erect.
The noise lasted for more than ten minutes before finally stopping, followed by the sound of running water. Niu Naifu's mind gradually calmed down. Just as he was about to pick up the remote control again, the moaning resumed moments later, accompanied by the
sound of the headboard hitting the wall with heavy thuds, like a hammer pounding on his chest, making Niu Naifu feel parched and unable to swallow. Soon after, there were more moans and groans, seemingly from someone gritting their teeth in pain, but they were weaker. Instead, deep male voices began to rise and fall, the battle seemingly more intense than before.
Niu Naifu listened carefully, his hand involuntarily reaching for his crotch, where it was now hard and erect.
The process repeated itself next door. This time, the woman's moans turned into heavy breathing, while the two men remained excited. Suddenly, a horrifying scene appeared before Niu Naifu's eyes: Xian, drenched in sweat, sandwiched between two men. A huge, veiny penis was rapidly thrusting in and out of her anus. With each powerful thrust, it seemed as if her rectum was being pulled out and turned inside out, overflowing with filth. Another equally monstrous penis seemed to be enjoying itself, residing in her vagina, occasionally thumping violently. The bed was a mess. Xian's expression was so dazed and delirious, her eyes closed and mouth wide open, yet no sound came out. But Niu Naifu heard the grinding of his own teeth. After several flushes, all sounds finally subsided into silence. Niu Naifu checked his watch: 12:23. Just then, the sound of a door opening and closing came from next door. Niu Naifu, in a rather dramatic fashion, jumped out of bed and peeked through the peephole. He saw a petite woman with long hair walking by; her slightly disheveled hair obscured half her face. She was adjusting her clothes as she walked, her gait a little unsteady, and she seemed to be muttering something.
Nana was tormented by the incomprehensible TV drama on television. At this moment, all the TV stations seemed to have conspired to broadcast either nonsensical commercials or long, clunky dramas. Her hand had unknowingly moved to her private parts. She felt a surge of desire there, like a spring awakening. She sniffed her fingers; the scent seemed pure, almost virginal, with a slight hint of that... Her fingers then touched her clitoris. A long-lost tingling sensation made her tremble, her legs stiffen, and her breathing become erratic. She thought, if that hand reached out now, perhaps she wouldn't refuse.
Niu Naifu gripped his penis tightly, his mind completely consumed by a violent urge to retaliate, like a lousy screenwriter or director lost in a self-designed, clichéd plot. He saw his reflection in the mirror, his eyes bloodshot, like a vampire from a zombie movie, evil bats swarming from their dark lair, baring their fangs and claws with unbridled ferocity in his pupils. He even saw Xian's two caverns horribly expanded into dark, bottomless abysses. Niu Naifu pulled his pajamas from the closet, hastily threw them on, opened the door to the adjacent apartment, hesitated for a moment, then pressed the doorbell button.
"Ding-a-ling—"
Nana was startled by the loud doorbell in the middle of the night. She knew that the hand pressing the doorbell at this hour must be Niu Naifu's. At that moment, a woman on the television suddenly collapsed to the ground and burst into tears. Nana glanced at the woman, hesitated, but her fingers inexplicably twitched violently on her clitoris, causing her to let out a soft "Oh," and subconsciously climb off the bed and open the door.

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