【Fleeting Time】(5~8)

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(V) Author: Shense Rushi
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Word Count: 7500
First Published: Forum, Siheyuan This is
my first time writing, and I feel that the sense of immersion is not enough. Please support me and give me your opinions.
I will improve it slowly later.
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Life is sometimes about spirit. When two people are in the same boat, material things
will not really become an obstacle to happiness. But when even one of them gives up, even the greatest
wealth will be bitter.

At this moment, my heart is bitter.

I look at this house that was renovated less than half a year ago. Although we are not rich, we lived
elegantly. How did it suddenly become like this?

Thinking about this, I feel very panicked.

Yuan'er did not come back all night.

I did not sleep all night either. My wife did not come back until 6 o'clock the next morning.

After she came back, she went into the bathroom to take a shower and took a long time to come out.

When she came out, her long hair, still wet with water droplets, was scattered on her shoulders. She wore a white shirt and had red eyes
. Her delicate beauty was breathtaking.

"I went out yesterday without my keys, and you weren't home, so I slept at my best friend's house," 　　my wife said timidly

without asking any questions. 　　I went over and hugged Yuan'er tightly, 　　gently stroking her back . 　　I said, "Honey, I'm sorry." 　　My wife, who had been relatively calm, suddenly burst into tears. 　　I held her like that until she 　　finally stopped crying. Then she said sorry to me and went back to the bedroom, burying her head under the pillow. 　　Seeing that Yuan'er's mood was alright, 　　I forced myself to go to work. 　　I managed to handle everything at the company, and then I took the afternoon off to go home. 　　When I got home, Yuan'er was still sleeping. Looking at her, I felt she was really exhausted. 　　I felt so sorry for her. 　　I watched her for a while, and then Yuan'er woke up. 　　She smiled slightly at me, 　　but the smile seemed to lack its former innocence and looked more forced. 　　After that, we didn't mention the events of the past two days at all, as if they had never happened. 　　Life seemed to return to normal. 　　I'm still that hardworking, handsome man who supports the family, and Yuan'er is still that beautiful, flower-like wife. 　　But can a broken mirror truly be mended? After this incident, Yuan'er has become much more careful with her words. She no longer talks about sensitive topics that she used to readily discuss, and she stops going on online forums. 　　While I say nothing, this thorn has deeply pierced my heart. I installed monitoring software on my wife's phone and on our 　　laptop at home. Things I used to find laughable, I now do without a shred of remorse. 　　I observed for several days but found nothing. 　　Everything seemed normal. 　　It was as if nothing had happened, as if I were just dreaming. 　　Because I knew all her account passwords for various communication apps. 　　And I had backed up Yuan'er's phone. 　　I downloaded her backup and compared her current and previous communication records. 　　It was easy to find that only one person's communication records on the forum had been deleted. 　　That was the aforementioned "Loser Drinking Water Emperor" Ade. 　　I looked at his profile again, and he really was just an unremarkable man in his thirties . 　　Did he have some kind of special talent? 　　How could Yuan'er be with him? 　　Or is Yuan'er's taste just that unusual that I haven't noticed? How could I get evidence of Yuan'er's infidelity? As an engineer, I used my best method: I added a virus to a photo and sent it to Ade. 　　To ensure he would click on the virus, 　　I specifically chose a picture of my wife that looked quite alluring and hid the virus inside. 　　Then I sent it to Ade. 　　Sure enough, Ade didn't suspect anything and clicked on the infected picture I sent him. 　　He replied with some disgusting things. 　　I immediately deleted him from my friend list. 　　I waited for his next move, then collected his account information and activity data, 　　slowly filtering his online activity. 　　Of course, to avoid being discovered, and because of work, I could only check his behavior at night. 　　He visited many pornographic websites. 　　He usually watched pornographic films and read pornographic books. 　　I then logged into his account to check his usual posts. 　　It was just ordinary loser behavior, nothing unusual. 　　Nothing unusual happened over the next few days. Just when I thought he was just a fly buzzing , he logged into a website for writing online diaries 　　and updated his diary . 　　Because viruses aren't all-powerful, this virus only tracked his account activity, and since he hadn't logged in a few days ago, it hadn't been detected. 　　Seeing the contents, the last shred of hope I had was completely shattered. 　　(VI) Diary (Part 1) This is a world that judges by appearance, so if you're good-looking, even the most outrageous things are considered cute; if you're not good-looking and do ordinary things, you're called a loser, and if you do outrageous things, you're called brainless. 　　But no matter what you look like, people's emotions are the same: if you're unhappy, you vent; if you're happy, you show off . 　　That's how Ade's mentality was. 　　What do you do when a loser does something very worthy of showing off but can't say it out loud? 　　Writing a diary isn't incomprehensible. 　　This is also why many civil servants write pornographic diaries.

The diary entries are as follows: I thought that after the last time, ***** had been deleted from my contacts, and I thought I
'd never have a chance again.

I was so frustrated at the time, cursing myself countless times for being a loser and deserving to be alone forever.

But she actually added me back and even sent me a seductive photo.
It seems I really don't understand women's minds.

But after sending the photo, she deleted me again, and even now I don't understand what she meant.

After receiving this photo, I wondered what was going on. Was she hinting at something? That must be it.

It seems I really have a chance.

Then why is she ignoring me again? It must be Yuan'er's reserve.

So there's only one question: what exactly is Yuan'er hinting at me to do?

Go to her company? But I don't know where her company is.

And it's too conspicuous.

Yuan'er might not even like it.

Go to her house? I know where her house is when I took her home last time.

But what if her husband sees me? I'll be beaten to death.

I decided to go to her house, even if it meant getting beaten up. Missing out on this opportunity was far more unbearable than continuing like this
. Besides, she mentioned her husband came home very late every day; otherwise, why would she have hinted at it?

Although that's what I thought, I hesitated for two days, torn between the goddess's invitation and
the serious consequences of being discovered and severely beaten. I couldn't decide.

But once the thought arose, I couldn't suppress it, and finally, I decided to go. So what if it meant getting beaten
up

Then, last night after work, I went to her house.

I rang the doorbell.

I was incredibly nervous, wondering what to do if her husband answered.

Should I say I pressed the wrong button, or what?

I had absolutely no idea what to do.

My hand trembled as I rang the doorbell, but I didn't let go; I'd been agonizing over this for days
.

I didn't want to suffer any more. I

rang for a long time, but no one answered. Then a joke came to mind:

A girl saw a boy off at a train station.

Half an hour before departure, they said, "I love you," and

"I miss you."

Twenty minutes later, the girl shed tears she had been holding back for so long.

With ten minutes left in the countdown, the two embraced tightly, their emotions reaching their peak.

Just then, an announcement came over the loudspeaker: "Due to heavy rain on the route… the train is delayed. Please pay attention to further notices."

Just when I thought no one was leaving, the door opened, and Yuan'er stood in the doorway in her pajamas.

She said, "San Dezi, what brings you here? Didn't we agree not to contact each other?"

I had prepared many things to say, rehearsed many scenarios, and planned what to say and how to act.

But when this moment arrived, I realized all my preparations were wasted.

The first thing I said was, "I'm sorry."

As soon as I finished speaking, I wanted to slap myself.

This was completely different from what I had envisioned.

But my actions were even more pathetic, as awkward as a bullied schoolchild.

She had only hinted that I was coming, so I guessed she was just deliberately making things difficult for me before letting me
in .

She said, "Come in, change your shoes."

I obediently changed my shoes and went inside. As I did so, I glanced around the house; her husband wasn't home. It seemed she
had already prepared.

Haha, I'm so lucky! "What are you doing at my house?"

Yuan'er asked again.

"I said I like you, especially after last time,"

I said.

"Don't mention last time!"

Yuan'er interrupted.

"Um, I'm really sorry about last time, but I couldn't control my feelings for you, and I've been suffering these past few days
. So I have to see you again, Yuan'er, do you understand my feelings?"

Although Yuan'er told me not to mention last time, I found myself unable to continue the conversation without it; I'm so tongue-tied
.

"Alright, now that you've seen me, go."

Yuan'er's clear, alluring voice rang out again, but it was the most heartless thing she said.

I had thought that the story of the loser finally achieving his comeback wasn't a joke, but something that would actually happen to me. But Yuan'er's
words at this moment made me realize that my efforts these past few days had been nothing but self-amusement.

The photos she sent were just a tease, a way to make me look foolish.

My emotions were in turmoil.

A surge of anger welled up inside me, and I jumped up from the sofa.

"Hahahaha, you sent me a seductive photo. You want to call me to your face and humiliate me
again ? You think losers are easy to bully, huh?"

I said angrily.

After saying that, I walked towards the door. Although I really wanted to forcefully push her down, I didn't dare—I was afraid of going to jail.
I could only say something harsh and leave. I was so frustrated.

(VII) Just as I reached the door and was changing my shoes, I was stopped.

"Wait, let me see the photo I sent you back then,"

Yuan'er asked with a hint of doubt.

My heart started to liven up a little again.

It turned out that Yuan'er was also conflicted; denying it was just giving herself a way out.

Haha.

However, I still obediently opened my phone and showed her our
chat .

Yuan'er quickly scrolled to the bottom of the chat history and saw the seductive
photo she had sent me.

When she saw this photo,

Yuan'er suddenly froze as if under a spell.

Tears streamed down her face after a while.

I was stunned.

I thought to myself, this performance was too realistic, too complete.

But this time, I couldn't leave any regrets.

Thinking of this, I became bolder.

I sneaked up behind Yuan'er, admiring her perfect figure and flowing hair.
I couldn't help take a couple of deep breaths from behind. A uniquely feminine scent, a
blend of body odor and shampoo, wafted into my nose.

To me, it smelled like an aphrodisiac.

Instantly, my lower body hardened.

Seeing Yuan'er still looking at her phone,

I gently hugged her from behind.

How embarrassing! She was actually a few centimeters taller than me.

I could only sneakily lift my leg to hug her.

When I hugged her, her body trembled slightly, but she didn't resist. Her body was just so incredibly soft
.

Her skin was like soft bread; I sank into it with every hug.

Then, my hands gently covered her breasts.

Her breasts felt so good.

I gently traced the edges of her breasts with my fingers.

Her skin was so sensitive that it instinctively flinched away from my caresses.

It wasn't the exaggerated, fake sensitivity seen in some films;

it was a pure, instinctive, slight tremor.

And she didn't resist fiercely.

She was still pretending to look at our call history on my phone, deep in thought. Women love to act.
Even a normal conversation, why analyze it like a school essay? Whatever, this
makes it easier for me to make my move. I guess Yuan'er is doing it on purpose.

I gently pushed Yuan'er to sit on the sofa.

Yuan'er remained obedient, still

staring blankly and resentfully at my phone, as

if her mind had wandered off somewhere else.

Seeing her sit on the sofa,

I suddenly stood up, quietly walked to her, and quickly squatted down, grabbing one of her
beautiful legs in each hand and lifting them up.

Her two beautiful legs were now on my shoulders.

Then I pulled her back.

Yuan'er's upper body fell onto the sofa.

Her onesie pajamas were now off her legs, leaving only a
pink pair of panties covering her private area.

Oh, I mean, tempting me.

At this moment, Yuan'er suddenly seemed to wake up. She

began to struggle desperately

, kicking her legs wildly, trying to get off my shoulders.

Her body rolled around repeatedly, but with her legs firmly held in my grasp, Yuan'er was like a snake caught by its
vital point thrashed about, it was all in vain.

"San Dezi, what are you doing? Let me go!" Yuan'er cried out in terror. I said smugly, "
What am I doing? Doing you. Isn't this what you wanted? Stop suppressing yourself." Yuan'er struggled and said
, "It's not what you think. I didn't send that photo." Anyway, Yuan'er was already in my hands.

I patiently teased her, saying, "If you didn't send it, did your husband send it to me? Hahahaha.
" After saying that, Yuan'er indeed stopped talking, only struggling fiercely.

Women are so unreliable; even now, she's still acting.

But I like it; as long as I can do it,

it doesn't matter how I do it. Thinking this, I began to concentrate on my work.

I lifted Yuan'er's legs a little higher on my shoulders, and then my hands began to attack Yuan'er's mysterious lower body.

Looking closely at Yuan'er's lower body, clad in underwear, I realized that heaven truly favored her.

The mons pubis rose high, pushing the inner mound into a stunning arc.

A crevice in the middle, like a canyon, divided the hill into two parts.

A gentle stroke of the crevice with my finger caused it to quickly indent, the two mounds seemingly protecting the canyon from
invasion clamping down on the intruder.

Then, Yuan'er's body, which had been twisting from side to side, involuntarily began to
tremble up and down, like a fish with its tail caught.

Seeing Yuan'er's amazing reaction, I patiently
slid my finger along the crevice again and again,

like a child discovering a new toy, or an old farmer tending to his field.

The frequency of Yuan'er's trembling decreased,

eventually becoming just a slight tremor, but her body became increasingly supple.

And with my movements, her mysterious lower body underwent a magical change.

What was originally a crevice like a canyon slowly blossomed 　　into the shape of a small flower

due to my touch . 　　Suddenly, a term I had read in a book came to mind: " 　　steamed bun hole + butterfly vagina. 　　" At that moment, I could no longer restrain myself. 　　I grabbed the edge of Yuan'er's panties with both hands and 　　pulled them down forcefully. 　　At this moment, Yuan'er understood what was about to happen. 　　She gripped the panties tightly with both hands, refusing to let go, and then struggled to lift her head, trying her best to make her head level with mine. However, her forceful head-lifting caused her breasts to be squeezed even more, making them even more alluring. 　　Yuan'er said anxiously, "San Dezi, stop, put me down now, just pretend nothing happened, we can't do this, but I can let you touch me, okay?" (VIII) Hearing Yuan'er's words, I found it very funny. If I stopped at this point, I would be an idiot. 　　I didn't say anything. I 　　didn't look into Yuan'er's eyes either. I was afraid that if I looked into her cute and pitiful watery eyes, I would really stop. My gaze was fixed on my hands, and then my hands continued to pull her panties down forcefully . 　　Because of Yuan'er's previous fierce struggle and the fact that a girl's strength is truly insufficient, and most importantly, I felt she was only half-heartedly giving in, her panties gradually slipped out of her territory. Once out of her territory , Yuan'er gave up trying to take them from me. 　　Then I easily pushed the panties down to the back of her legs. 　　Yuan'er's eyes were no longer so bright and clear, as if a pearl had been covered in dust, losing its spirit .

Before, Yuan'er's eyes would move lively when she looked at people,

as if they could speak. Now, her eyes no longer move.

Yuan'er is still looking at me.

I feel like I've done something incredibly damnable.

At this moment, I really want to stop.

To stop violating this girl I've always wanted to violate.

But my body is so honest.

Because I've already pulled Yuan'er's underwear down halfway,

her legs are together.

I've changed my posture from carrying her on each shoulder to placing both legs
on .

One hand is holding her legs, and the other hand is pulling down my pants at world record speed, while Yuan'er's
legs are straight.

I forcefully press Yuan'er's legs down.

Yuan'er's buttocks leave the sofa.

Her most precious part is forced out from between her legs.

Then I gently adjust the position of Yuan'er's waist.

Yuan'er's vagina is now perfectly aligned with my penis.

At this moment, I don't think about anything. I align my penis with her vagina, rub it a few times, and say,

"I'm coming!"

and thrust in forcefully.

My mind went blank for a moment. It

felt so good. I

finally got to sleep with my goddess.

At that moment, I even thought of the scene in "Unexpectedly" where someone becomes a CEO, marries a rich and beautiful woman, and reaches the
pinnacle .

Although I didn't win over the rich and beautiful woman in this one, I did sleep with someone else's. It was

even more exciting. This exhilarating feeling almost made me ejaculate right away.

It seems some prophet said that the passage to a woman's heart is through her vagina.

I have to fuck my goddess until she's completely submissive to have a future. 　　If

I ejaculated now, the consequences would be unimaginable. First, my goddess might accuse me of rape. Even if she didn't say anything, it would be a huge regret if I could never fuck her again. 　　After I penetrated her, I didn't dare to move. 　　Naturally, I pressed my body against Yuan'er. 　　Because I was holding her legs, 　　her buttocks were directly pressed up by me. 　　This allowed my penis to penetrate her vagina even further. 　　With just this one movement, 　　Yuan'er's vagina began to contract violently. 　　I was thinking of taking it easy first, 　　but Yuan'er was so alluring that I almost came. 　　I quickly pulled out, a temporary retreat 　　was better than kneeling down . 　　Yuan'er's vagina was still contracting violently. 　　And because I pulled out too quickly to steady myself, Yuan'er seemed to receive a great stimulation. 　　She let out a scream. 　　However, perhaps afraid of being heard, she only screamed halfway through. 　　Ironically, the latter half of the scream sounded particularly seductive. 　　"Carry me to the bed," 　　Yuan'er said weakly, because I had already penetrated her. 　　Yuan'er finally gave up her last bit of restraint. 　　Perhaps she was not used to making love on the sofa. 　　"Okay, Yuan'er." 　　As long as I let her do it, 　　I don't care where I am, haha. 　　After a brief ordeal, 　　I felt my emotions had calmed down a bit. 　　I could continue. 　　I pulled the cumbersome underwear down from under Yuan'er's legs. 　　I pushed up her pajamas. 　　Yuan'er's lower body was completely exposed. 　　Without the restraint of underwear, I forcefully spread Yuan'er's legs apart. 　　Then I folded her legs in half and pressed them forcefully against Yuan'er's chest. 　　An alluring M-shaped vulva was laid out before me. 　　Because her legs were spread so wide, 　　her high, rounded mons pubis, which had tried to protect her labia, was forced to reveal themselves to me. 　　Layers of pink flesh, moistened with a clear fluid, were exposed. 　　Yuan'er's beautiful lower body was thus clearly displayed before me for the first time. 　　I then inserted my hands from behind her legs, reaching deep into her back, and carefully inserted my penis back into her tender flesh. The first time, in an attempt to assert dominance, I had rushed in, only feeling immense pleasure. 　　I almost ejaculated prematurely, without truly savoring the experience. 　　This time, however, with gentle insertion, I finally felt the taste of this beautiful vagina. 　　The first sensation was tightness. 　　Because Yuan'er's vagina is shaped like a steamed bun, 　　the entrance is only a small slit. When 　　inserting into that small slit, the tender flesh inside Yuan'er's vagina tightly wrapped around my penis, leaving no blind spots. 　　The slow insertion process was like a massage from her vagina to my penis. 　　The second sensation was tenderness. 　　Yuan'er's vagina was not only pink and tender, but also clean. 　　Moreover, Yuan'er's vagina would involuntarily tremble during penetration, squeezing my penis. 　　It turned out that my near-ejaculation wasn't just because I was so happy. 　　The internal trembling of Yuan'er's vagina was even more uncontrollable. 　　During penetration, the tender flesh of her vaginal walls resisted the depth of my penis, and I gradually destroyed their resistance. 　　This feeling is truly indescribable.

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