[My ex-wife became a prostitute] (1-7)

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Author: Laqi
Published on November 10, 2016 in the forum
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(1)
A newlywed couple stood together, dressed in Western-style suits and wedding dresses, accompanied by sacred music. The groom was an
older man with a Mediterranean hairstyle. The bride was a beautiful mature woman who looked to be in her thirties,
with a full and well-proportioned figure, and her jewelry was dazzling. Underneath her full hips wrapped in the wedding dress were a pair of beautiful legs wearing stockings.
Diamond-studded crystal high-heeled sandals set off a pair of snow-white feet. Her shapely buttocks, smooth
and white bare back, and round and upright waist. The low-cut wedding dress squeezed out her white breasts, outlining a deep cleavage.
Her delicate light makeup, slightly tipsy eyeshadow, and charming eyes made every man's heart flutter.
"Now, it's time for the newlyweds to exchange tokens of love and express their heartfelt sentiments."
Amidst thunderous applause, guided by the wedding emcee, the bride and groom exchanged rings, embraced
, gazed deeply into each other's eyes, and then shared a passionate kiss.
"They really are a perfect match!"
"Yeah, I never expected Lao Gao to marry such a beautiful wife."
"The bride is a real beauty; if it weren't for her grown daughter, who would guess her age?"
"Shh, keep your voice down. It's their big day, why bring up those things?"
"Right, right, I'm so forgetful."
Listening to the whispers of the crowd and watching the loving couple on stage, I couldn't help but feel a pang of loneliness.
I thought of the gathering a few days ago. It was a colleague reunion held at my colleague Lao Gao's house
…
I work for a multinational corporation. Actually, I haven't been in the sales department for long,
and I haven't fully sorted out my work yet. Besides, everyone is usually very busy, so we rarely have time to get together.
However, when everyone heard that Deputy Director Gao from the sales department was getting married, they were all eager to see the bride beforehand, so they took some
time to gather at Deputy Director Gao's house. Deputy Director Gao was a man nearing fifty, whose wife had passed away.
He had worked his way up from the bottom in the company until he was almost fifty, when he was finally promoted to deputy director.
Although he had been promoted, his family's financial situation was only middle-class. Their house was newly bought with a loan;
it was over 200 square meters, with three bedrooms, a large living room, and smaller rooms like a study—enough for a small gathering
. Only seven or eight people from our sales department came to the gathering that day.
"We seem to have arrived too early; your wife doesn't seem to be home yet," said Xiao Zhao, the company's clever one,
whose real name was Zhao Xiaoyong. He was a recent college graduate with the airs of a wealthy young man and always spoke without thinking.
"She's taking her daughter to school today. She'll be here soon. We don't need to wait for her," said Deputy Director Gao, whose real name was
Gao Weigong. His sudden announcement of remarriage was unexpected.
"Director Gao, I heard your wife's daughter from her previous marriage is quite grown up now." Xiao Zhao, like a professional reporter
, wanted to know everything.
"Yes, she's a young lady now, in university. It's just that her studies are a bit of a worry for her parents. Her
mother is busy with her own things and doesn't manage much. My abilities are limited, so I can't help her either."
"Director Gao, have you gotten your marriage certificate yet? Let us see it."
"Hehe, we got it a long time ago, just waiting for the formal ceremony. But the marriage certificate is with your wife."
"Is your wife very busy? I heard she runs her own business. Taking care of a child and managing her career,
that's truly remarkable." The speaker was Xia Lan, also a new employee at the company, a female university graduate. She joined
the company at the same time as me, but because of my previous work experience, I quickly achieved outstanding results, so Xia Lan was
assigned to be my assistant. The young woman is a very diligent worker and often asks me questions.
My position in the company is rather frustrating. I'm forty years old, highly educated, capable,
with handsome features and a tall, upright figure—still quite dashing despite my middle age. However, due to my excessively dissolute personal life
, I'm constantly juggling job changes and new hires. You could say I have a mountain of past romantic entanglements and
very little money. I have a few friends at the dinner table, but very few true confidants.
"Director Gao, you're quite the ladies' man! I heard from the old director that your wife is much younger than you. If you're going
to consummate the marriage, you'd better hold on tight!" I couldn't help but joke with Old Gao, looking at his lewd demeanor.
This old guy has no achievements, no looks. He only got to the position
of deputy director by flattering and climbing the ranks. What's even more infuriating is that that position should have been mine. Now, hearing that he's going to marry
a beautiful woman more than ten years younger than him, I feel very uncomfortable.
"Hehe, Chen Jun. You're envious, aren't you? Who told you to be such a womanizer? You
can't keep a relationship with any woman for long." The speaker was our department head, surnamed Guo, whom we all respectfully call Director Guo.
Director Guo is almost sixty and nearing retirement. I have a good relationship with him; we often go out
drinking and carousing together, and he takes good care of me.
"Ding-ding...ding-ding...Coming, coming, open the door right away." Just then, the doorbell rang. Lao Gao put
down the hot pot he had prepared and rushed to open the door. We all got up to welcome the future
mistress of the house.
The door opened, and a mature and charming woman in her thirties walked in. She had fashionable curly hair,
wore designer clothes, a leather mini-skirt that reached her hips, and exquisite high-heeled sandals. Her long, straight legs,
visible through black fishnet stockings, revealed snow-white flesh, and her hips were full and voluptuous. She wore a black lace camisole
with a low neckline, revealing a pair of full breasts and an alluring cleavage.
As I tried to take a closer look at her, our eyes met.
A familiar yet unfamiliar face came into view. Familiar eyes, unfamiliar eyeshadow, familiar lips
, unfamiliar red lips, familiar cheeks, unfamiliar seductive charm. This…this is my ex-wife?
The woman opposite me also froze when she saw me. We stared at each other for a few seconds. In her eyes, I seemed to see
a hint of joy, but it quickly turned into a poignant sadness. Those around us also sensed the strangeness between us
.
"Hehe, our talented Chen is smitten with a pretty girl again, huh? But she's already taken
, so don't try to be cool and block the way." The old director teased, assuming I was smitten with another pretty girl
. My colleagues were used to my behavior.
"Haha... Chen Jun, your sister-in-law is alright, isn't she? When we walk together, people think I'm
her brother." Old Gao, looking like he was about to kill me, smugly stroked his bald head. I
thought to myself, my ex-wife is a year younger than me, probably thirty-nine this year, and she looks young, only thirty-four or thirty-five
. Old Gao looks so old, people would believe she's your daughter.
"Hello, my name is Qiao Meie, it's a pleasure to meet you. Welcome to my home, it's my wedding with Old Gao,
everyone must come!" My ex-wife's expression changed quickly, instantly becoming charming and smiling.
This was no longer the shy and naive Qiao Meie from before.
"Oh...oh, hello, my name is Chen Jun." I sensed that my ex-wife didn't want people to know I was her
ex-husband, so I just said it casually. I stepped back into the crowd, looking at my charming and sexy ex-wife, and couldn't
help but think of our past... My ex-wife and I were classmates in college. Back then, she was a campus beauty, 　　the target of
countless rich and handsome men. 　　I remember the first thing she said to me was, "Chen Jun, can I borrow your class notes? 　　I made some mistakes." Looking at this girl as beautiful as a fairy, I stood there dumbfounded, clutching my bag, 　　and replied, "Okay...okay, they're all here. If you need anything...I can explain them to you." 　　This chance encounter led us to get to know each other, and we gradually became a couple... 　　"Chen Jun, you're so naughty, why are you staring at me like that?" 　　"No...no, I was just thinking about a problem." 　　"Thinking about a problem...then why are you drooling on the test paper?" 　　"Ah...I just finished writing it, I can't even see it!" 　　"Chen Jun, you're too close to me, it's so hot. Why doesn't your rented apartment have air conditioning?" 　　"It was broken when I rented the apartment. I'm so hot too, let's take off our coats and study." 　　"But...ah...Chen Jun, why are you only wearing your underwear?" 　　"Chen Jun, you're not allowed to be a pervert today. Hehe, you're so annoying, you're not allowed to touch me." 　　"Hehe, I can't touch you, then you can touch me, anywhere is fine." 　　"Ugh, you're teasing me again, I'll kill you." 　　"Ah... Miss... you can't touch me so hard there... it'll kill me... ah... help... ah." 　　"Mei'e, it's so nice to hold you like this, I wish I could hold you like this forever." 　　"Silly girl, who likes you to hold them? You're not my boyfriend." 　　"Then what makes you my boyfriend? Is it like this?" 　　I turned her head and kissed her lips deeply. That was the first time I kissed a girl... 　　Gradually, we progressed from kissing to kissing each other's bodies. Finally, one day, "Ugh, um... no more 　　... be gentle... don't take it off there... um... your kiss feels so good." I gently took off her fragrant underwear 　　and excitedly kissed her exposed, glistening breasts, while my hands continued to pull off her short skirt. 　　"Ah... Chen Jun... don't continue... ah... don't take it off... ah... don't look there 　　... um... don't touch... I hate it... don't use your hands... ah. Ah ah..." I awkwardly pulled off 　　her last remaining pair of panties and lifted one of her fair, tender thighs. 　　That was the first time I had seen a woman's mysterious flower bud and those pink petals. I was stunned, unable to control myself as I 　　caressed the beautiful flower core. Feeling the erection in my lower body, I felt even more uncomfortable. I simply took off my pants 　　, flicked out my rather thick penis, and rubbed it against her. She also shyly touched my hot penis. 　　"Chen Jun... um... are you really going to do this... Chen Jun... do you really like me...?" 　　"Yes... I liked you the first time I saw you... If you reject me... I 　　will still like you silently from now on... like you forever." 　　"Um... you swear... you will like me for a lifetime..." 　　"Um... I swear... I will like the beautiful Mei'e for a lifetime." After saying that, his lips kissed her 　　beautiful breasts again, making her murmur with drunken eyes. 　　"I want you... I want yours..." I heard her seductive murmur, and while continuing to kiss her 　　tender breasts, I slowly pushed my penis to her delicate flower bud, gently rubbing it, 　　feeling the flower core gradually becoming wet. "Ah... Chen Jun... I want... I want..." Looking at her intoxicated 　　expression and charming cheeks, I straightened my lower body and slowly pushed into her tight flower core. 　　"Ah... Jun... It hurts so much... Why does it hurt?" 　　"...Just bear with it a little longer, it will feel better... Hmm... It's so tight... It's so tight I don't dare to thrust anymore..." 　　"Hehe... You're so annoying... Who told you to have such a big thing... Ah... Ahh... Be gentle..." 　　"You're not happy about the size... You'll know its benefits later... Ah... I'm all the way in... Ah oh!" 　　"Ah... Ouch... It hurts so much... You're so bad... It's my first time... You still have the heart to go all the way in... Ah..." 　　"If it doesn't open... How can I continue... You don't want my first time to only have half of it in, do you... That would 　　leave a shadow on my life..." 　　That was a moment I will never forget. The naive girl, under my repeated teasing, finally became entwined with me 　　. Although what happened afterward was embarrassing, after I penetrated her, she endured the pain and let me continue 　　thrusting. Just as I was thinking of Japanese adult films and was about to put on a good show, my little brother couldn't withstand the pleasure and 　　ejaculated without warning. We only had about thirty thrusts in total, a pity it was my first time. 　　After that, we were inseparable, queuing up to buy discounted goods together, crying together at movies, and 　　teasing the neighbor's dog. But our favorite thing to do was explore the mysteries of the male and female bodies. 　　Because of our youthful ignorance, after countless nights of intimacy, she became pregnant. I 　　initially asked her to abort the child, but she couldn't bear to harm the little life. Eventually, she gave birth to our daughter 　　—Chen Qianqian.

Later, due to caring for the child and the pressure from school, she eventually dropped out of school and was even kicked out
of the house by her stepmother. "Chen Jun, I won't blame you. It was my own choice. As long as you remember our vow, I'm
willing to sacrifice everything for you." Hearing her sobs, I watched her leave the campus with a heavy heart. I was very grateful to her
because even so, she didn't tell anyone I was the child's father. Because of this, I didn't face
pressure from the school and was able to graduate from university smoothly.
After graduation, I kept my promise and officially married her. The first few years of our marriage were
the happiest years of our lives.
"Chen Jun... is our daughter prettier or am I prettier...?"
"Ah... haha... you're prettier in bed... our daughter is prettier off the bed..."
"Chen Jun... you... you're annoying... don't run away..."
"Ouch... wife... don't be violent... ah..."
"Little Qianqian... let Daddy stay with Mommy for a while, okay... Mommy wants her husband to stay with her too... ah...
why did you wet your pants again..."
"Honey, I bought cabbage and eggs today. I'll cook for you after I finish washing the clothes."
"Ah... don't be so frugal... cabbage again?"
"You're going to study abroad, you need to save up for tuition. The rent is almost due too."
"Chen Jun, I haven't worn makeup in a long time. My old classmates said I've gained weight."
"Is... is that so... no... it's alright."
Life is monotonous, work pressure is immense, these seemingly unimportant things gradually bury
the care and love between us, and our sex life has become bland. The once radiant woman
rarely wears makeup anymore, her slender figure has gradually gained a little extra weight, and her temper has gradually changed.
"Chen Jun, can you please stop spending money so recklessly? What's the point of buying useless things?" "Chen Jun,
why are you ignoring me? All you do is look at your work." "Chen Jun, I don't wear makeup because I want to
save us some money." Eventually, our principles of conduct diverged. She was always nagging me, and
our arguments gradually became the norm.
"Chen Jun, today I saw you with a beautiful woman. You hugged her, and she kissed you. You need to
explain yourself."
"Chen Jun, I'm your wife. I can tolerate you being intimate with other women, even sleeping with them. But
can you also consider my feelings? Don't let me see you two together." More importantly, I'm a bit of
a flirt, while she's very devoted.
Years later, after a difficult decision, I gave up all my assets and initiated the divorce. I wanted to
study abroad and forget that marriage filled only with arguments. At that time, the only thing I couldn't let go of was our four-year-old daughter
.
"Chen Jun, have you forgotten our vows? Don't you love me and the child anymore? Please, don't leave,
don't go..." She knelt before me, pleading painfully, hoping we could stay together. I thought
of her from the past, turned away, and silently shed tears. I knew I still loved her, but
spending my life arguing with her was worse than parting ways. I closed my eyes in anguish, listening to the mournful cries of the mother and daughter behind me .
Holding back my tears, I left the place we had lived together,
the place where we had shared joy and sorrow.
"Chen Jun, Chen Jun. What are you thinking about? Dinner's ready." A colleague interrupted my reverie. I
awkwardly looked up at the group of chattering colleagues and mumbled, "Hehe, I just remembered
a good stock. It looks like it might go up tomorrow."
"Oh, Mr. Chen, you know a lot about stocks?" I looked towards the familiar voice; my ex-wife was smiling
at me. This made me compare her to the woman I had just remembered. Fifteen years had passed, and she had become much more
mature and alluring, her skin as smooth and delicate as ever. The little bit of extra flesh I used to find so annoying now
seemed perfectly proportioned on her mature body. Her full breasts were partially exposed at her neckline, a
gemstone pendant from a necklace gleaming in her cleavage. Her slender fingers bore fiery red nail polish, adorned with tiny sparkles
. The beauty mark still lingered beneath her brow, and her mature eyes exuded an even more captivating charm. At this moment
, she was gazing at me provocatively.
"No, I just like to look at things occasionally. My wife is so beautiful, and I heard she's running her own business now
. That's impressive," I said, my curiosity piqued as I looked at my somewhat foxy ex-wife.
"What business? I'm a woman with no education and no connections. How could I possibly have that kind of ability? It's just a pity
that my awful ex-husband abandoned us, a widow and orphan, and ran away. We took the little savings he left us and
opened a small restaurant in front of a school. Fortunately, the restaurant is just enough to support us now."
She didn't forget to include me in her conversation, making it seem like she still couldn't forgive me. But
I absolutely didn't believe that a small restaurant could support her designer clothes and jewelry. Thinking of her current
appearance, a bad feeling crept into my heart.
"Fortunately, now Lao Gao takes care of my daughter and me, and life is much better than before. Lao Gao is
so much better than my runaway ex-husband." Sensing my suspicion, the ex-wife casually mentioned Lao Gao again, gazing at him with deep
affection, completely ignoring me, her ex-husband.
"Hehe, Mei'e, I was just doing my best. The key is your skill. What woman has
your ability? I'm just benefiting from your influence." Old Gao
said stupidly, watching his ex-wife flirt with him.
"Tch, you idiot, I flattered you a bit, and you don't even know how to accept it. It's a waste that I praised
you in front of your colleagues. You drink this glass of wine." His ex-wife said with a smile, then gave Old Gao a seductive look and handed him
a small glass of white wine.
"Drink, I'll drink... My wife still loves me the most, she gave me a small glass. Come on, let's all have a drink together.
Thank you all for coming today. I'm able to get this deputy director position thanks to everyone's help.
I, Old Gao, will never forget you. Come on... come on... cheers... Director... I toast you..." Old
Gao was also a veteran at drinking parties, and he took the opportunity to express his gratitude to everyone.
"Director Gao, you're too kind." I replied politely.
"In every respect, this deputy director position should be yours." Xiao Zhao flattered excitedly.
"Old Gao, I've always thought highly of you, and facts have proven me right." The old director also said politely.
After putting down the wine glass, I glanced at my ex-wife as if by accident. She was elegantly drinking
her red wine while looking at me strangely. Her eyes seemed to be teasing, yet also resentful. I wondered
what she was thinking. I felt very uncomfortable being stared at, so I poured myself a glass of white wine and drank it by myself.
(2)
When we had eaten half of the food and drinks, it was getting late. Most of my colleagues said they had things to do at home and said goodbye and left
. Only the old director, Old Gao, and my ex-wife were left at the table. Everyone had drunk quite a bit of wine, and the
conversation at the table was not as reserved as when there were many people.
"Old Director, I...I've been your...your subordinate for so many years. I...I'm not
very capable...but I'm loyal to you, whatever you say...is right...If you tell me to cry...I cry;
if you tell me to laugh...I laugh." Old Gao, his face flushed, mumbled incoherently to the old director.
"Old Gao, I...of course I understand you. I've mentioned you to the higher-ups...but
they wouldn't listen to me. Otherwise...otherwise this deputy director position would have been...yours long ago. Chen Jun, you...do you think I
...have spoken to the higher-ups many times?" The old director had also drunk quite a bit, but his drunkenness was convincing. He
had indeed spoken to the higher-ups many times, but all he did was suggest I become the deputy.
"Yes...yes, Old Director, you've put in a lot of good words for you." I had drunk a lot, but my mind was still
clear. Since he was already the deputy director, I didn't want to go against him.
"Chen Jun, you're educated...and capable, I know...you...you could have become
...a deputy director, even if it's just a deputy...the benefits would be several times higher...who wouldn't want that
...right? I took it...I'm sorry...I'll toast you...I apologize..." Old Gao
was a straightforward man, never hiding anything.
"Director Gao, you're overthinking it...My qualifications can't compare to yours at all...and you have such
a wonderful wife...I also want to toast you..." Actually, after seeing my ex-wife, I
wasn't too concerned about the position anymore. Thinking of this, I picked up my glass, uttering righteous words, but my eyes were
fixed on my ex-wife; my gaze didn't escape Old Gao's eyes.
Old Gao swayed as he stood up, grabbed my hand, and jokingly led me to his ex-wife's side. "Hehe...
Chen Jun... you... look at your sister-in-law... isn't she pretty?... Let me tell you... she... she's not only
beautiful... but also... very attractive in that area... hehe... let me
tell you..."
His ex-wife, who was already a little drunk, blushed when she heard Old Gao about to talk about her. She quickly punched him and
said, "Old Gao... you rascal... you're drunk again... embarrassing me... ah..."
"I didn't say anything... Chen... Jun... I just told you... your sister-in-law
is really horny in bed, didn't I...? No... I said... I just said... no... I didn't say... your sister-in-law is a great beauty
... that body... it feels so good to touch... Why are you looking at me like that... you don't believe me... I know
you don't believe me... come on... touch it... yes, touch this... Old Director, you touch it too... see if I'm
right..." Old Gao seemed not to have heard my ex-wife's words, instead grabbing my hand and touching my ex-wife's
breasts, then grabbing the old director's hand next to her.
When my hand touched my ex-wife's half-naked left breast, my ex-wife's body startled, and our eyes met
. In an instant, we seemed to be back in college, the girl in front of us was still the innocent and shy
Mei'e, and I was still Chen Jun who was always clinging to her.
Mei'e also seemed to be vaguely recalling something, as if she was holding back her tears. But when she felt
the old director's hand being kneaded by Lao Gao on her other breast, her face flushed, and she covered her chest with both hands
, wanting to get angry. Just then, Lao Gao, like a gentle husband, stood behind his ex-wife, turned
her face, and gently kissed her red lips. He then mumbled something in her ear,
and then shouted loudly, "Wife... don't be so petty... it's just a touch..."
"...The old director and Chen Jun are our guests... I hope everyone is having a good time... Let's toast them again
..."
Seeing that Lao Gao was speaking incoherently, my ex-wife stopped resisting and stood up gracefully. She picked up her red wine and
said charmingly to the old director and me, "Director, Chen Jun, Lao Gao is just unlucky
. He talks nonsense when he's drunk. Please don't mind him. Thank you for your support of Lao Gao.
I hope you will continue to look after him in the future. Without your help, Lao Gao wouldn't be able to hold this deputy director position for long.
Come on... I'll toast you too... It's getting late... You shouldn't go back... Sleep here..."
My hand touched my ex-wife's breasts and then withdrew. The old director was also a master of seduction, but
although the woman in front of him was dressed in a very promiscuous manner, she was still the wife of his subordinate. He kneaded her breasts a few times and then stopped.
But then, upon hearing the hostess's invitation with a hidden meaning, the old director's drunken eyes lit up again. He glanced
at me and gave me a meaningful look. The old director and I often frequented brothels together, and his look
clearly told me: "This woman has a charm, I like her. I'll go for her first, then you can come later."
I inwardly chuckled bitterly. Was my ex-wife trying to cuckold Lao Gao or me?
The old director laughed heartily, "Lao Gao, your wife is really doting. But Chen Jun and I can't
stay at your place, it's not convenient. Let's drive home ourselves." Then, the old director stumbled to
his feet to find his coat, pretending to insist on going home by himself.
My ex-wife saw through his act but pretended not to notice, reaching out to support the old director's arm,
saying in a coquettish voice, "Director, you've been drinking, how can you drive? Besides, it's so dark outside, there aren't even taxis..."
"No, there isn't. Let me help you inside to sleep." With that, my ex-wife and Lao Gao helped the old director, stumbling and falling,
towards the guest room.
At that moment, watching my ex-wife's alluring, swaying back, I
could no longer connect her with the pure and innocent Mei'e I remembered. Before, even on a bus, she would never squeeze with a man; now,
she was willingly offering herself to a man old enough to be her father.
As if sensing my gaze, she glanced at me with a sorrowful look before entering the guest room
. My heart ached. Our first love, with whom we had made vows of eternal love, now meant we were nothing but strangers.
Life is truly unpredictable. Sitting there blankly, memories of our past kept flashing before my eyes
. "Chen Jun, can I borrow your class notes? I made some mistakes."
"Thinking about questions... then why are you drooling on the test questions?"
"Silly girl, who likes you hugging them? You're not my boyfriend."
"Chen Jun... um... are you really going to do this... Chen Jun... do you really like me...?"
"Yes... I liked you the first time I saw you... If you reject me... I
will still like you silently... like you forever."
"Um... you swear... you will like me for a lifetime..."
"Um... I swear... I will like the beautiful Mei'e for a lifetime." My tears fell uncontrollably.
Mei'e, I'm sorry, I didn't keep our vow, it's all my fault. At this moment,
I just want to find a place to cry out loud. Even someone as strong as me can't bear the weight of this emotional debt
. Now I truly realize—I am a despicable, heartless person.
The coolness of the summer night couldn't dispel the pain in my heart. Alone, I lay quietly in another guest
room in Lao Gao's house. The drunkenness had been replaced by a bitter taste in my mouth. Unconsciously, I listened to the sounds coming from the next room, afraid that some
sounds I didn't want to hear might be coming from there. But I was wrong; the room had no soundproofing at all.
"Old Director, have some water. You drank too much earlier; sleeping like this will hurt your stomach. It would be best to take a shower
. Let me adjust the water temperature for you," my ex-wife said gently, her voice as tender as a wife's. But that tender concern no longer belonged to
me, nor to her current husband.
"Hehe, Mei'e, you're so gentle. Lao Gao is truly blessed to have married you. I haven't drunk too much
. You should go check on Chen Jun first; that kid's acting strangely today, drinking endlessly," the old director
said, seemingly sober now, like an elder.
"Oh, just now, Lao Gao said Chen Jun cried and laughed and acted crazy for a while before falling asleep. Lao Gao was afraid that if he woke him
up, he would cause more trouble, so he let him sleep first. I guess Lao Gao has gone to sleep now too. The water temperature is okay, come, let me help you
to take a bath." My ex-wife should be helping the old director now.
"I can go in by myself, you see, I can walk by myself, oh, it's okay, I can walk by myself." It seems that
the old director couldn't stand up properly.
"You can't even stand by yourself, let me help you, come, let me take off your coat." My wife's
voice was still so gentle and pleasant.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry to trouble you. Mei'e, I drank too much just now and touched you, I'm really sorry."
"Old director, what are you saying? Do you think I'm such a petty woman? Besides, with your
relationship with our Lao Gao, it's okay for you to touch me a few more times." Hearing my ex-wife say this next door, my heart sank,
and I couldn't help but hold my breath.
My wife continued, "There's a saying, 'A woman follows her husband.' Old Gao's skills will need your guidance in the future
. You can't even walk; how will you wash yourself? Let me help you."
"No need, I'm too old for you to help me."
"It's alright, just think of me as your goddaughter. What's wrong with a daughter bathing her old father? Come on,
let me help you take off your pants." Hearing the soft rustling of clothes from next door, my heart ached.
"Old Director, you're really still going strong! Your lower body is still so energetic!" My ex-wife's mature and charming
voice became a little seductive. "Hehe, don't laugh at me, you little brat, it's all because of you." There was a 　　slight shower sound
from next door . 　　"Hehe, I'm almost 40, what kind of girl am I? I can't possibly arouse you." 　　"You're dressed so provocatively, almost like a nightclub hostess. Any man would react. Look, 　　you touched me, and it reacted even more. It's really uncomfortable for me to be naked like this in front of you." 　　The old director's voice was a little lewd. 　　"Hehe, don't tease me. If you're still embarrassed… then… I'll take my clothes off too?" 　　There was another rustling of clothes. His ex-wife was actually taking off her clothes in front of an old man; 　　she had really changed a lot. He wondered what kind of life had turned her into this. 　　"Mei'e, you have a tattoo here. This… what is this… you even…" 　　The old director's voice trembled slightly, unsure what it was. 　　"Is it pretty? Now you won't be embarrassed anymore. Seeing how hard you are, it must be uncomfortable. Let me make you 　　feel better." His ex-wife's voice became even more seductive and alluring. Then the sound of the shower water grew louder, as if his ex- 　　wife was washing the old director's body. 　　After a minute of rinsing, the shower stopped. Along with the cessation of the water's sound, another sound 　　, like the sucking sound of a kiss, came into focus. But it sounded like the kiss was going too far 　　. In an instant, I realized—this wasn't a kiss, it was oral sex! I'd thought my ex-wife 　　would start our passionate encounters with a kiss, like we used to. Now, she was 　　sucking a stranger's penis right off the bat. And judging from the sucking sounds, it was quite intense. 　　Just then, a heavy groan came from the old director, accompanied by a woman's muffled 　　gagging moan. My heart ached again. Had my ex-wife given the old director a deep throat? I imagined my mature, seductive 　　ex-wife kneeling or crawling between the old director's legs, gazing at him with a seductive expression, her whole body...

Gen swallowed the old director's probably not-so-small penis, trying to push the large penis into his throat again and again. My
thoughts were in chaos. Qiao Meie, how could you become like this? And judging from their conversation just now, it seemed that my ex-
wife had tattoos on her body, and I didn't know what the other thing was, probably also used to please men.
Connecting all the strange changes in my ex-wife, I couldn't help but build a completely new image of her in my mind.
The pure and simple Meie of the past was gone. Now she dressed boldly and revealingly, and wore seductive and
alluring makeup. She didn't hesitate to get tattoos and decorations on her body to please men. Every move she made could seduce men. She could even
kneel down in front of strange men and perform oral sex on them. Even more unbelievable was that she was
so obedient to her current husband, Lao Gao, and was willing to give her body and use her
looks for that man, even in front of me, she could do it so easily.
"Old Director, are you feeling good down there now? But there's something even better to come."
After what seemed like an eternity, Mei'e's seductive voice rang out again. Good heavens, she'd been giving the old director deep throat for
quite a while.
"Hehe, Mei'e, you're truly a man's nemesis. Even the most serious and earnest man
will soften under your allure," the old director said with a satisfied tone.
"Hehe, you're joking. We women are born to serve men. Making men comfortable and happy
is what we should do. Come, Director, let's go to bed. I'll use my lower body to serve you properly." Hearing
this, my heart ached to the extreme, but for some reason, my lower body was hard. From the next
room came the creaking of a bed, followed by the sound of the old director lying down comfortably.
"Old Director, lie down, let me give you a massage first."
"Hmm, your hands are so beautiful, those red nails are making me a little hard." Hearing this, I couldn't
help but recall the fiery red manicure I saw while drinking, inlaid with tiny sparkles.
"Hehe, isn't my lower body more attractive than my hands? You
were stunned when you saw the diamond there. Were you thinking about how to pierce your diamond ring there, hehe." What diamond? Mei'e
actually pierced her labia and wore a diamond ring there! My god, that's so slutty! Could it be her wedding
ring with Lao Gao?
"Uh, you really surprised me. I didn't expect you to be so slutty."
"Hehe, I've always been slutty. I like it when you men bully and humiliate me."
"Is that diamond ring your wedding ring?"
"Hehe, Lao Gao has never given me a diamond ring. Even if he did, it wouldn't be as nice as this. Take a closer
look, isn't it beautiful?" At this moment, Mei'e must be spreading her legs, showing her labia to the old director.
Thinking about her mature, slightly plump body, like a little delinquent, seductively wearing that
thing,
my lower body actually got a little hard again. I wonder if that thing will get in the way when I'm thrusting
.
"I can't hold back anymore, Mei'e, wet me with your mouth, I want to fuck you. A condom is fine too .
" The old director also seemed to be getting a little carried away by Mei'e's slutness, no longer enjoying Mei'e's massage, hoping
to mount her, and the mount was naturally my ex-wife Mei'e.
"Hehe, Director, you're really impatient. Okay... I'll get you wet right now. You don't need to wear a condom
." Then came the sounds of oral sex and deep throat sucking and kissing. Then came the sound of Mei'e falling onto the bed.
"Such beautiful, white flesh! Old Gao must have accumulated some good karma to marry you. And your ex-husband,
what was he thinking, divorcing you? Lie down... ah... yes... it's in..." A series of
slapping sounds came from next door.
"Ah... ah ah... Director, yours is so big, it feels so good there." Mei'e moaned
tremulously, it seemed the Director was penetrating very deeply.
"Hehe... your little hole is so tight... it feels so good to be inside... the flesh on your buttocks is just the right amount of fat and
lean, it'll feel even better this way. Tell me about your ex-husband... was it because you're too slutty that he didn't dare to have you?" The Director 　　asked
curiously while vigorously thrusting into Mei'e kneeling before him .
It was as if listening to the woman beneath me tell her story about her husband; my colleague fucking someone else's wife was incredibly
exciting.
"Ah...ah...he...he's a guy who can't save money and is a womanizer. After we got married, he
lost interest in me. Sometimes I think, if I had been as slutty back then, would I have been able to keep
his heart? Ah...ah ah..." Hearing this, I sensed my ex-wife had been silent for a long time. So, Mei'e
still has feelings for me.
"Then, between him and Lao Gao, who do you care about more? Who loves you more? Ah...so good...uh...stick your ass
up...yes...so good..." The slapping sounds grew louder and louder. "Uh...uh...ah...ah...of course I care more about Lao Gao. Although he doesn't 　　love me
like my ex-husband , at least he didn't abandon me. Now that I've married him...I'll do whatever 　　he wants...even if he uses my looks...to let others use my body...I'll obey him for life... 　　whatever kind of woman he wants me to be...I'll be that kind of woman..." Lao Gao 　　, what exactly did you do to Mei'e? How could she be so infatuated with you? I pondered this painfully. 　　"Ah...ah...slut...change your position for me to see..." After the old director finished speaking, there was 　　another soft movement sound from next door. 　　"Hehe...you really are slutty...you actually came up with this kind of position..." I don't know what kind of position my ex-wife made 　　, but even the old director, who was experienced in love, was so amazed. 　　(3) 　　My ex-wife's previous sex positions were very conservative, but having practiced ballet for many years, her body was extremely 　　flexible. Listening to the jarring sounds of lovemaking next door, I could hardly imagine what position she was in. 　　I remembered that when we were in the normal position, she would blush and try to stop me from watching. 　　Now, she was uttering such seductive and alluring moans, "Ah... Director... your..."

"...Baby, it feels so good... Now I'm your woman... It doesn't
matter if you treat me as a slut to vent your frustrations... You're my good master... no... my good mistress... Ahh... Fuck me... good mistress
... Ah... Ahh... You're hurting me so much... My legs are about to break..." Hearing these words made
me extremely uncomfortable. These were the moans of a prostitute who had served countless men
.
In my astonishment, I was now certain that my previous guess was correct. Mei'e had become a prostitute after leaving me, and
perhaps she was still doing so now, otherwise she wouldn't have worn such revealing clothes home, and the tattoos and genital decorations
were also evidence.
"Hehe... Little girl, you really have an imagination... Director and Master... they do sound a bit alike.
But, just call me Director, I can't handle your kind of thing."
"Hehe, old Director, you're really old-fashioned... Ahh... please go easy on me... it hurts a bit
... Since you don't like this kind of thing... let me try calling you Father, if it sounds too silly
... please don't laugh at me... Hehe... Father... it hurts so much when you fuck your eldest daughter, your eldest daughter's legs are almost
torn off..."
"Ouch... Little girl... you're really causing trouble... that voice... it made me... think I
fucked the wrong person... it scared me to death... luckily my daughter isn't as horny as you... otherwise how could I hold back
... ptooey... why do I have such strange thoughts?"
"Hehe, Father... Look, your daughter is being fucked by you right now.
Are you satisfied with your eldest daughter's fair and plump body?"
I imagined the old director next door, his old bones pressing against a mature, white body, arching and thrusting, his hands
pulling at a pair of long, white legs. My heart warmed, but when I thought of the owner of those long, white legs, my heart
turned cold again. That was my ex-wife.
"Ah... Ah... Father... Father... Please be gentle... Your eldest daughter can't take it anymore... Ah... Ah
ah..."
"Sigh... Don't... Don't scream anymore... Little girl... How come you have so many tricks up your sleeve?" The old director
was a little overwhelmed by his ex-wife's various tricks.
"Sigh... Father... You made your eldest daughter into such a painful position, and you fucked me so hard, for so long
... You didn't cherish your daughter at all..."
"Sigh... Little girl... So you're getting revenge on me... I fucked you too hard... I can't help it... Heh
heh... I just like this position... Who told you to be able to do such a slutty position... How did you train your waist
... So flexible... It's so enjoyable to watch... I can't take it..."
"Ah... Father... Why are you getting harder and harder... Ah... Ah... Don't split it any wider...
It's already my limit... Ah... Ah... Ah ah..."
Listening to my ex-wife's lewd moans from the other side of the wall, regret pierced my heart. Those moans, seemingly painful yet
pleasurable, occupied my thoughts, making my heart ache even more.
In this dazed state, I curled up, enduring my unruly lower body, and under the hypnosis of alcohol,
I fell into a deep sleep. The next day, Mei'e and the old director acted as if nothing had happened. When we said goodbye to Lao Gao
, Mei'e, who was wearing a sexy nightgown, never looked at me directly. She just gave the old director a flirtatious
wink, and the old director gently patted her plump buttocks as he left.
As the light of memory spilled over, my mind returned once more to Mei'e's wedding…
"Chen Jun, you don't know, that night… that woman was so slutty, she could split her legs wide, and she could even lick
herself down there. I grabbed her breasts with one hand, spread her legs, and fucked her hard all night long. In the end, the slut even
spread her ass open herself up for me to play with. Guess what that slut did, hehe, she was a prostitute.
Haha, I was wondering why Lao Gao was so generous. He's quite thoughtful, marrying a whore and even knowing to let
everyone have a taste. If you hadn't drunk too much that night, you'd be in for a treat, Lao Gao originally wanted us all to play with that slut together
…" At the large table of ten, the slightly drunk old director next to me was privately recounting that night,
reminiscing about my ex-wife's slutty behavior, while I absentmindedly echoed him in small voices.
Xia Lan sat on my other side; she could also hear the old director's voice, but Xia Lan pretended not to notice,
and I admired her composure. My assistant, Xia Lan, is a workaholic. I almost suspect she
's still a virgin, but she has a very hot figure, and her dresses, stockings, and high heels are
very tasteful—the kind of elegant, fresh-faced girl.
Seeing her somewhat embarrassed by the old director's words, I struck up a conversation, asking, "Xia Lan, why
isn't Zhao Xiaoyong clinging to you today? Is that guy sick?"
Hearing me ask about that annoying Zhao Xiaoyong, Xia Lan shrugged and replied nonchalantly, "Oh, yesterday
that guy tricked me into going to a hotel, and I beat him up."
"Ah…you…beat him up…" I didn't expect Xia Lan to be so bold; I even
hesitated a bit. Zhao Xiaoyong has powerful connections, after all.
"I just slapped him twice, not that hard."
"I mean... that kid is actually... so stupid. His dad usually acts all high and mighty, beating us up
like we're his grandsons. I never expected this kid to be so cowardly. Hehe, good for him! I've disliked him for a long time. If it weren't
for his dad being the general manager, I wouldn't have been so polite to him."
"Yeah, he's been bothering me for so long. If it weren't for his dad, I would have slapped him already. But
I'm afraid his dad will be prejudiced against me now." Xia Lan also seemed to have something to say.
"Hehe, firing him probably isn't necessary. Who would want
to fire a beauty like you?" "Hehe, Brother Chen, you're just joking." Xia Lan
blushed a little when I commented that she was a beauty, and awkwardly crossed her alluring legs.
Smelling the fresh perfume on Xia Lan and feeling her rarely seen charming side, I couldn't help but
glance at this beautiful female assistant a few more times. Her neat, shoulder-length hair and black-rimmed glasses gave her a very
capable and intellectual look, but her shapely, slender figure and brightly colored, form-fitting suit also made her appear...
She had too much of a bookish air about her. Add to that the glimpses of her snow-white breasts
peeking out from under her neckline, and her already quite full, pert buttocks, and you had a repressedly seductive feel. Especially her perfectly curved hips, swaying gracefully as she walked—
clearly, they were the perfect buttocks for anal sex.
Meanwhile, in the distance, Mei'e, wearing a strapless wedding dress, was toasting guests with Lao Gao. Looking at
Mei'e's smooth, white back, and her half-exposed breasts beneath her shoulders, I unconsciously frowned. Faced with such a
seductive and alluring ex-wife, I dared not look at her for long. My mind was filled with the old director's account of that night. Stealing glances
at my ex-wife's beautiful figure, I inadvertently noticed many people also leering at her. Some even pretended to be drunk
, grabbing her small hands, caressing her stockinged legs, and the bolder ones even lightly patting her pert buttocks.
But Mei'e herself seemed perfectly at ease, continuing to pour drinks for the guests without a care for her privacy. Sometimes her short
skirt would lift, revealing her thong underneath to many people, and she would only exchange a few playful banter with them
.
However, when I spotted a young girl walking with Mei'e, I was thrilled. Yes, the girl
looked remarkably like Mei'e from university; the girl must be Chen Qianqian, Mei'e's and my daughter.
At this moment, Qianqian was her mother's bridesmaid, wearing a pure white gauze dress, her fair and smooth
legs and shoulders, delicate high-heeled sandals, and a sleek, cute bob haircut. Looking at her, I felt a
sense of déjà vu, seeing Mei'e all those years ago; their beauty was so similar. Unfortunately, I couldn't acknowledge her, nor dared I, for
I was the one who had abandoned her, and I felt ashamed of my infidelity once again. As the bridesmaid's daughter, she was now
like a pure little flower, accompanying her alluring mother. Zhou Xiang, amidst a pack of lustful beasts, coldly watched
as various men laughed and flirted with her mother.
A few drunken men, seeing his ex-wife in her wedding dress and her alluring legs in stockings, leaned
in, lewdly saying, "Hehe, Director Gao, your wife has a really good figure. We're
definitely going to have some fun on our wedding night."
Then I heard Old Gao, a little tipsy, say, "Hehe, your wife... isn't afraid of you messing with her...
hehe... the more fun you have on your wedding night... the happier she is." A burst of laughter erupted around them.
The group helped Old Gao to a few more tables, and another guest, reeking of alcohol, came over, saying, "Sister-in-law,
Director Gao has drunk... too much. I'll drink this for... Director Gao. But shouldn't we drink... a nuptial cup
? Haha, I'm drinking for... Old Gao."
Mei'e just smiled shyly. "Hehe, you little rascal, you really know how to take advantage of your wife. Okay, nuptial cup it is
then." Soon everyone was watching her, one hand supporting her half-naked breast, as she and the other man drank the nuptial cup together.
Her unintentionally lifted breasts now protruded even more, causing the men present to drool.
After several tables, Mei'e's alcohol tolerance was gradually failing, and Lao Gao was completely drunk, needing his colleagues to help
him up. At this moment, the unconscious Lao Gao was being vigorously shaken. "Lao Gao, Lao Gao, hehe, this guy
won't be able to hold his liquor after drinking this much, will he?" The middle-aged man who spoke while shaking Lao Gao was
Zhao Mingqiang, the company's executive director and general manager, a smiling tiger who had just arrived at the banquet. He was the leader we had the most contact with, the
highest-ranking manager under the chairman, and the company's third-largest shareholder. Lao Gao was promoted to deputy director by him. He was a
scoundrel who only loved to put on airs and never respected women. His son was
Zhao Xiaoyong, a playboy who was always thinking about pursuing Xia Lan. Ever since I came to the company, that guy had been trying to get information about Xia Lan from me all day long, and even said he wanted to
learn how to pick up girls from me. Ugh, do I really look like a womanizer?
At this moment, Zhao Mingqiang looked at Mei'e's flushed cheeks with a wicked smile. Mei'e also looked at him shyly, her eyes
hazy with drunkenness, and said with a charming smile, "Mr. Zhao, you've arrived. Old Zhao has had too much to drink, so I'll toast you on his behalf. Please have some baijiu
, I'll pour you some." Mei'e charmingly took the baijiu and gently poured half a glass for Mr. Zhao.
"Hehe, it's my honor to pour wine for a beautiful lady, I'll pour some for a beautiful lady too." Mr. Zhao
glanced at the shy Mei'e with a wicked smile, then poured her a full glass of baijiu.
Mei'e stared in astonishment at the wine he poured, then chuckled, "Mr. Zhao, you're so naughty! You're testing
this little woman's drinking capacity! But how can a little woman refuse a leader's drink? Come on, Mr. Zhao, cheers
..."
Before Mr. Zhao could finish, Mei'e seductively raised her glass and downed a glass of baijiu. Then, with a bitter expression,
she wiped the wine from her lips and said plaintively, "Hehe, Mr. Zhao, you don't pity this
weak woman at all. But Lao Gao said... tonight, you absolutely must come to make a scene in the bridal chamber! He said
he'd lose face without a leader present. Hehe, you absolutely must come!" Mr. Zhao's gaze lingered on Mei'e, as if recalling
some erotic tale, his expression becoming even more lewd.
Qianqian, standing beside her, watched her mother's seductive teasing of this man, but remained expressionless, as if accustomed to it. She
also gave a cold shoulder to the sleazy men who kept harassing her. Seeing this, I
was still comforted by my daughter's character, which showed that she was still pure.
Just as I was lost in thought, Mei'e and my daughter arrived at our table with drinks. My daughter,
as before, helped Mei'e fill everyone's glasses, but when it came to pouring my drink, she stood there stunned
, her eyes instantly reddening. Mei'e and I were both shocked by this sudden turn of events.
When I left them, my daughter was only a few years old; logically, she shouldn't remember what I looked like. Mei'e, who was pouring drinks for the guests,
also hadn't expected this. Our tacit understanding, which we had been maintaining, seemed about to be ruined by my daughter's outburst.
But just as Mei'e was about to say something, my daughter struggled to suppress her emotions,
smiling at me with tears in her eyes, and said, "Uncle's glass is empty! That won't do; it needs to be filled." With
a slight sob, she gently filled my glass, then, her slender, delicate body trembling, continued to serve Mei'e
to the other guests. My heart ached at that moment. Daughter, I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have
stayed away from you. Mei'e was also stunned by her daughter's sudden change. Her daughter had really grown up. All of this…
It was so natural. From the moment she saw me to the moment she suppressed her tears, everyone around her simply assumed that her daughter
was crying because of the harassing man beside her.
Mei'e was also in a state of emotional turmoil. She glanced at her daughter with concern, then looked at me with resentment.
When it was Mei'e's turn to toast me, I couldn't sit still any longer. I stood beside Mei'e and whispered in her ear
, "Let's find a secluded place. I have something to tell you. Now."
Mei'e turned her head and gave me a slightly angry look, then whispered back, "Okay, I'll
wait for you in the restroom." Then she continued toasting the guests, and my daughter followed reluctantly. Looking at
my daughter's innocent back, my heart was filled with mixed emotions.
A little while later, when it was time for the guests to toast each other, I saw my ex-wife say something to my daughter, then, still wearing her
wedding dress, pretending to be slightly drunk, she went to the restroom alone. I got up and followed her discreetly. When I reached
the restroom, I was surprised to see her enter the men's room. I quickly glanced around and hurriedly followed her
inside.
We arrived at the far corner of the men's restroom. "Why are you in the men's restroom?" I
asked, slightly annoyed.
"Do you think you can go into the women's restroom?" she retorted with a mocking smile.
I was taken aback by her question. Yes, I wouldn't dare go in; if someone saw me, I'd definitely be
considered a pervert. The public's attitude towards female perverts and male perverts is quite different.
"Are you and your daughter... doing well...?" Looking at Mei'e's revealing wedding dress, I
felt ashamed of my unfaithful nature and didn't know what to say.
"It's alright... but Qianqian misses her father a lot..." Mei'e replied coldly.
"Have you mentioned me to her?"
"I told her... her father ran away with a bad woman..." Her answer remained cold.
"Ah... really... then... you think so too, right?" I never expected her to think that way.
"Isn't that right? In your heart, I've never been as good as those bad women, have I?" Her voice
rose slightly, her emotions running high.
"How could you think that? I left because I didn't want to keep arguing with you."
"What about the child? Why did you leave her too?"
I fell silent. This was my biggest mistake, one I could never make up for. "It's all my fault. I'm sorry to
you and our daughter. Now I just want to try my best to make it up to you. I want to see our daughter." I
said silently, my heart aching.
"What do you want to make up for? You want to take our daughter away from me, don't you? You should already know what I do
for a living, right? You want our daughter to leave me." Mei'e muttered to herself with a mocking tone.
"Why...why did you debase yourself like that...I won't take our daughter away from you...You're
a good mother, but I'm not a good father."
Hearing this, Mei'e's eyes welled up with tears, and she choked out, "She actually wanted to see you too. I
hid your photo very well...but she still found it, otherwise she wouldn't have recognized you today."
My nose stung. "Don't do that anymore. I'll help you find another job."
"Heh, didn't you like women like that...I'm already too deeply involved. I
could run into my clients anywhere, and someone would see through my prostitute nature anytime. My life has
changed; I can't go back to the way it was."
"No, that's just your imagination. You can change all of this."
Hearing my question, Mei'e gave a slightly manic, seductive laugh. "Heh, imagination. Do you know
how many of the men at the wedding have pinned me down? Do you know how many of your colleagues have
slept with me? Do you know how many times I've tried to leave them? More importantly, I
can't live without this life anymore. Heh, don't you look down on me?"
"How could you…" My lips trembled slightly.
Mei'e's tone and expression became even more wanton. She swayed her hips, lifting her short wedding dress, twisting her fair
thighs to reveal her narrow thong. "Why is it like this, isn't it? Hehe, now
I'm a complete slut, a whore, body and soul. Any man can fuck me,
even you. As long as you have money, you can fuck me as you please, understand? Hehe, the innocent,
idiotic Mei'e of the past is dead."
The Mei'e who once shared a small room with me, the Mei'e who willingly forgoes
buying new clothes to save money for my studies abroad, the Mei'e who waited for me at the door worried about me coming home late—was she gone?
"Okay…if you like it…if you're happy…" I couldn't say anything more. It was a heartbreaking
pain. I stared at her bitterly, and she looked at me with mocking contempt.
Just then, footsteps sounded outside the men's restroom. I didn't want anyone to see Mei'e's appearance in the men's restroom
, so I reached out and grabbed Mei'e, pulling her into a stall with a toilet, and casually closed the wooden door of the stall.
"What are you doing? Be careful, watch your skirt!" Mei'e exclaimed in surprise, not knowing what I was going to do.
(4)
My ex-wife and I secretly hid in a stall in the men's restroom. She was holding her wedding dress, and I habitually pulled
her into my arms. Footsteps outside the restroom grew clearer, and several men entered, chatting idly. One of
them said with a surprised and lewd grin, "I didn't see wrong, did I? Isn't that the
top courtesan we played with on Nightfall Street last time? What was her name again...? I can't remember..." "
Chi Mei, one of the Four Beauties of Nightfall Street. I didn't tell you last time, but this city is a famous brothel, and prostitution
is legal, so there are a lot of prostitutes here. The Four Beauties—Plum, Orchid, Bamboo, and Chrysanthemum—are known to everyone."
(Those who have read my other novel, *The Family's Romantic Business*, will laugh here.)
"Damn, why didn't you tell me last time? I was wondering why that slut was so unforgettable; turns out she's famous
. Now, just thinking about that day, wearing fishnet stockings and high heels, dancing erotically while fiddling with her cunt,
makes me hard. Why is her name Chi Mei? What about the other three of the Four Beauties?"
"The other three, some became bosses, some got married and quit, I've never met any of them."
Hearing that my ex-wife was so famous, a feeling I couldn't tell was bitter or angry welled up inside me
. My gaze shifted to Mei'e, who was so close to me.
Mei'e's seductive charm had subsided somewhat; sensing my gaze, she simply bit her red lips and turned her head
away, avoiding my eyes with a sense of shame. Soon, her beautifully made-up, alluring eyes became moist. In a cramped
space, a scantily clad, seductive woman and I were pressed tightly together. I inhaled the
faint, alluring fragrance, felt her gentle warmth, and her soft breasts; my manhood , unwittingly, became erect.
Mei'e seemed to sense my predicament; a smile appeared on her previously sorrowful face. Unconsciously, she
placed a hand on my penis. Feeling her teasing, I frowned and looked at her, only to find that she
had a dignified expression on her face, but I could clearly feel the incredibly lewd caresses on her lower body.
The men outside were still discussing Mei'e's voluptuous figure: "That woman is famous in Yelan Street for her flexible physique
. She's had excellent flexibility training since childhood, and can do many positions in bed. It's a pity we didn't get to
see her perform last time. And those big breasts of hers, they're unforgettable. Moreover, her devotion is also well-known.
Many wealthy men vied to marry her, including many truly handsome and rich men, but she refused them all.
Later, it was discovered that she had always loved her ex-husband and had been searching for him for many years. For a time, when clients were
having sex with her, she would call out her ex-husband's nickname. Such a devoted woman made many clients
feel sorry for her, and she gradually earned the nickname 'Chi Mei' (meaning 'Infatuated Plum')."
Mei'e listened to their conversation, her eyes reddening as she smiled—a poignant smile, as if containing
countless sorrows, yet her expression remained dignified and pure. My nose tingled, and my eyes
could no longer hold back the tears, which fell onto her cheek.
She reached out and wiped the moisture from my eyes with her fingers, then slowly pulled down her collar, revealing a pair of
full, snow-white breasts that bounced onto my chest. I hadn't expected her to do this, much less that her
breasts had grown so large. In the years we'd been together, they hadn't been this big. I wondered how many
clients had fondled and played with these breasts, this beautiful body that had once belonged only to me. I thought with resentment.
Mei'e looked deeply into my eyes, as if savoring my feelings for her, wanting to know if I still
cared about her. My mind was a mess. I knew she still loved me. But her body
was no longer just mine. She looked so elegant and charming now, but in front of other men, she was
so wanton and depraved. I didn't know if I had the courage to face my ex-wife like this, nor how to atone for
the sins I had committed against her, the sins of my unfaithfulness.
I couldn't back down. Mei'e's downfall, her ultimate, inescapable state,
was all because of me. Now, it felt like she was punishing me in this way. I didn't know how I would face
her clients and her current husband.
The men left hastily after relieving themselves at the urinal. It
was just Mei'e and me in the men's restroom again. One hand gently caressed my penis and testicles outside my pants
, while the other touched her erect nipples. Her beautiful eyes gazed at me with deep affection. I knew
she was testing me, hoping I would possess her again, to be intimate with her like before. But perhaps
because of years of promiscuous habits, her movements and gaze were so lewd. Although I could sense she was trying
to recapture her former innocence, to appear more dignified, in my eyes, perhaps only my daughter resembled
her more. Now, she was like any other prostitute I'd been with, exuding the air of a prostitute. It used to
be one of my great pleasures to ravage those seductive prostitutes, but how could
I possibly have the desire to ravage a woman I felt guilty towards?
"What, am I still not as alluring as those bad women you like? I'm a bad woman now too
. You can do to me anything you've done with them… I can be even more seductive… even more despicable than them
. Really… Jun… whatever you like… I can do for you… Jun… you really don't need to pity
me… maybe you don't know… I've done all sorts of lewd things…" She stroked my face,
speaking softly, but her voice gradually became somewhat crazed.
"Jun...Jun, why aren't you saying anything...You haven't touched my backside yet...They say it feels really
good there...I can be a bitch...be your slutty bitch...You can take me outside...You
can let me mate with other people...Look at your slutty bitch...I also know a lot of bedroom techniques
...Those women definitely don't know...Jun...You can also tattoo whatever you like on my body...
Look at my back...and here...It's still very clean...There are many places for you to tattoo...Jun
...What's wrong with you...Do you want me to be even more slutty...I can...Please say something...
"
Mei'e noticed that I was just standing there with lifeless eyes, and there was no desire in my bloodshot eyes.
She was afraid, as if she was afraid of losing me again. Her suppressed emotions burst out instantly, and her choked voice
and hysterical crying told her story. Her arms also involuntarily hugged me tightly.
I stood there, stunned. In that brief moment when she lifted her wedding dress to show me her skin
, I saw a line of tiny, chain-like words tattooed on her beautifully curved back: "You are my forever
man, you are the love of my life. You are a liar who stole my heart. You said you would love me forever, come back
, my Jun." I was speechless. I hadn't realized how important I was to her.
Seeing me standing there, my eyes vacant and terribly vacant, she became even more worried. Her voice trembled as she said
, "Do you despise me for being a slut… are you afraid others will find out about our relationship… I won't
let anyone know… just like now… Heh… am I pretending so well… do you know
… how hard I had to pretend when I saw you that day… I didn't want others to laugh at you… for you…"
"I'll do anything... please don't leave me..."
I suddenly remembered what I'd heard that day—that she had a diamond ring pierced and worn over her labia. I quickly
knelt down in front of her, lifted her wedding dress, and pulled down her thin thong. A delicate, exquisite
little diamond ring was pierced through her tight labia majora. Yes, that was our wedding ring. Her labia
were much darker than before, and the thicker labia supported the ring, preventing it from getting too close to the vaginal opening. No wonder
it didn't get stuck during penetration; however, vigorous thrusting would definitely cause friction and pain.
"Jun...you were really faking being drunk that night...you heard what your director and I did next door, didn't you?
Actually, Lao Gao and I have an agreement. I won't leave him until the agreement is fulfilled. Don't ask me what it is,
you must believe that I will only love you in this life..."
"No...you must be with me in the next life too...Mei'e...I'm sorry...I didn't
keep my vow...I hope it's not too late now...I will love you forever...I will never leave you..." I
couldn't bear to watch her plead any longer, so I stood up and gazed at her, earnestly making my vow.
A happy smile appeared on her face. After more than ten years, I saw her smile again. This was a
love that should never have ended. Tears and smiles mingled on our faces. She choked back tears and threw herself into my arms,
burying her face in my chest, releasing the tears she had suppressed for so long.
Although I didn't know why she wanted to marry Lao Gao, I wouldn't interfere with her until she fulfilled her promise to him
. Just as she didn't want people to laugh at me, we would both continue to hide our
past relationship from others.
"Mei'e, why did you wear our diamond ring there?"
My question made Mei'e's tear-streaked face turn red. "You're so mean, asking me such an embarrassing question. It's because so
many clients keep pursuing me. I put the diamond ring on my finger and told them I was married, but they said I
was just lying to them. I couldn't stand their harassment, so in a fit of anger, I put the diamond ring
there, telling them it was my husband who gave it to me, to let them know how much I love my husband. Later, every time
I was penetrated by a client, when I felt the pain there, I would think of you, and I kept deceiving myself, making
myself believe that I was making love with you."
As Mei'e said these things, her shy face still carried a sweet smile, but I could hear the bitterness
and sorrow in her voice.
"You say you can't live without this kind of life anymore, and I won't force you to change anything. Besides,
aren't I just as addicted to this life of luxury, unable to break free? Ironically, if it weren't for this place attracting
me, I wouldn't be working here, and I certainly wouldn't have met you."
"I don't know what's wrong with me. If I leave here, I don't know who I am, what
use I am. I feel fear and loneliness. Only when clients release their desires on me do I feel
alive, and that fear and loneliness dissipate. If one day I'm no longer afraid, I'll leave here
."
"I find it strange that someone with your personality would do this. And now you've become so famous."
"You haven't been in this city long, have you? Otherwise, you'd have heard of my reputation for being a womanizer, huh? Hehe, one day I'll
tell you all about my experiences, and I can even take you to Night Street to try some things you've never seen before. We still have time
, want me to help you relieve your pent-up desire? Ah, my makeup's all ruined."
Mei'e teased me as she took out her makeup kit and started touching up her makeup. Looking at her happy face, I felt
as if I had rediscovered the feeling from when we were together back then. The only difference was that she wore seductive, alluring makeup,
always ready to seduce men to sleep with her. I really don't know how I convinced myself to tolerate her continued debauchery
. Maybe this is what true love is like.
Just then, another man entered the restroom. Hearing Mei'e and me laughing, he assumed someone
was having an affair in the toilet and said mockingly, "Heh, who is it, looking for women in broad daylight?"
That voice belonged to Boss Zhao. Oh no, it was that lecherous guy! I'd been to a sauna with him before and seen him in
the steam room having several prostitutes sticking their big asses out in a row for him to take turns fucking while he was in the sauna.
At this moment, Mr. Zhao, who was urinating in the urinal, became somewhat displeased when no one answered. He
turned around, pulling up his pants, and was about to open our wooden door. Mei'e, seeing my embarrassed state, gestured for me to be quiet,
then rose with a coquettish laugh, pushed open the door, and said, "Hehe, it's Mr. Zhao! You scared this little woman to death!
Are you also craving women? Why did you have to open the door and witness our shameful affair?"
Mr. Zhao, still pulling up his pants, recognized the bride and me from the wedding. His eyes lit up, and he grinned wickedly, saying, "Hehe,
it's you, you little slut. How come you're doing business at your own wedding? Old Gao got drunk, so you two came
here to have some fun? Why don't I join you?"
"Mr. Zhao, you really know how to joke. Which woman would you want to play with, and wouldn't she happily take off her pants
and bend over? Mr. Chen, don't you think so? Hehe, you only thought of
doing this to me because I'm wearing this wedding dress, right? There's just no way to deal with you bad men." After saying this, Mei'e leaned seductively against Mr. Zhao
, teasingly tugging at his unbuttoned pants.
Mr. Zhao chuckled, let go of his pants, revealing his penis, which he had just urinated on, and
looked at Mei'e's alluring red lips with a wicked grin. Mei'e giggled, knelt down, gazing at Mr. Zhao with flirtatious eyes,
then opened her bright red lips, tilted her head back, and took his still-urine-stained penis into her mouth,
sucking and licking it with a maddening expression.
A wave of pleasure washed over Mr. Zhao as he chuckled wickedly, "Hehe, you little shrew are so sensible. It wasn't for nothing that I promoted
your Lao Gao."
With Mei'e's teasing, Mr. Zhao's penis grew even harder. Mei'e's small mouth changed from sucking to slow
thrusting, her several delicate white fingers gently stroking his testicles, her alluring eyes glancing seductively at Mr. Zhao.
Compared to what he had overheard in the guest room that night, the scene now was undoubtedly more erotic and stimulating. That once incredibly
familiar, innocent face was now adorned with glamorous makeup, pressed tightly against Mr. Zhao's filthy genitals, that face that had once been...
Her lips, once kissed countless times, were now used to please lewd men, and had been the object of countless ugly penises.
"Chen Jun, were you done just now? If not, let's all fuck her together. Come on, no need for a condom. This bitch
is often gang-raped by us. It's a pity Lao Gao isn't here. It would be even better if we could play with his wife together like last time."
Boss Zhao noticed me standing there dumbfounded, and grabbed Mei'e's head as he spoke to me.
"Hehe...no need...I...I just...just now...I've already...I'll go out first
..."
"Oh, then keep an eye on things at the door for me. If it's a colleague, it's fine, we've all
played together before. If it's a stranger, tell them the restroom is broken."
"Oh, okay...I'll go keep an eye on the door..." Surprised by Boss Zhao's words, I felt powerless inside, but outwardly
pretended to be nonchalant as I retreated to the restroom door.
The restroom behind me had no door, its interior hidden by a screen wall. I leaned weakly against the screen,
lit a cigarette, and glanced at the scene inside, a bitter feeling welling up inside me. In front of the urinal,
Mei'e, dressed in a wedding gown, was being forced to kneel seductively at Zhao's crotch, her head bobbing back and forth. Mei'e
could clearly see me, and in her occasional glances, I felt no shame
, only a mocking provocation. She was toying with my fear of joining Zhao in her debauchery, with my fear of
seeing her wanton state, with my fear of admitting my own arousal.
Guilty as I was, I pretended not to see her and turned away. Just then, a fresh figure
caught my eye outside the restroom—it was Qianqian, Mei'e's and my daughter. This daughter, whom I had just reunited with,
was walking towards the restroom, presumably looking for her mother.
I looked at her with a sense of relief, realizing that I only remembered her as a child. Now she was a
beautiful 19-year-old girl. Although a little thin, she had a slender and well-proportioned figure, a pretty face,
and a pure temperament. She lacked the arrogance often seen in girls her age. Wearing a white bridesmaid dress, her fair and smooth shoulders and
legs were beautiful, her delicate strappy high-heeled sandals and her smooth, cute bob haircut made her as beautiful and sexy as her mother,
but her sexiness was a sacred, unblemished beauty.
As she approached, I suddenly thought of Mei'e, who was giving Mr. Zhao oral sex in the men's restroom—that
was Qianqian's mother! My heart panicked. What should I do? How ridiculous! My mother
was giving oral sex to a client in the men's restroom, while my father was keeping watch outside. Even more ridiculous, my daughter had witnessed it.
I absolutely couldn't let my daughter see what was happening inside. Daughter, please don't come over!
(5)
I watched my daughter gradually walk in. Behind me, in the bathroom, Mei'e's voice had turned into a lewd
moan, "Ah... oh... Mr. Zhao, you... are so strong, it feels so good...
Doing it in a place like this, with your urine, you are so bad... Ah, ah ah... Yes, Mr. Zhao, fuck me hard, fuck
this newlywed little slut to death... Ah, ah, my wedding dress is for you... At the wedding I am a holy
bride, under your crotch I am your mare, your urinal, ah, too close, almost touching,
it smells so bad..."
"Hehe, this is my first time in this kind of environment... I didn't expect you to look even more seductive in a wedding dress... Hold
on here, raise your butt higher... Yes, lower your head... It's okay, that's what I just peed...
I've let you drink it before, what's wrong with this..."
I turned around in astonishment and glanced at them. Mei'e, dressed in a wedding dress, was being held by the hair by President Zhao, her buttocks raised
, pressed against the men's urinal, and being vigorously thrust into by President Zhao from behind. Mei'e's pair of full, snowy breasts
swayed incessantly in front of her chest, and her high-raised buttocks moved in sync with President Zhao's thrusts, each thrust producing a crisp
slapping sound.
Below her alluring face was the spot where President Zhao had just urinated, only a few feet away. She seemed to be
trying hard to hold back the fishy smell, but her panting moans still maintained their seductive charm. And she didn't forget
to turn back and look at me, throwing me seductive smiles. I don't know why Mei'e was behaving
even more wildly in front of me than when she was having sex with the old director behind my back that night. At this moment, it seemed as if she was deliberately taking revenge on me,
using all sorts of wanton methods to provoke me, to see if I would feel sorry for her, to see if I still cared about her.
I didn't have time to look at the two of them anymore, and quickly turned to stare at my daughter who was approaching. How could I get her away from
here? I was anxiously at a loss, and finally decided that I should go to her and get her away from here.
I didn't care about the restroom anymore; let whoever wanted to go in, go ahead. Those two probably wouldn't care if people saw them.
My daughter seemed to see me too. Her previously anxious steps suddenly became somewhat disordered.
As if confirming again, she walked towards me shyly, with faint tears glistening in the corners of her eyes.
I forced a smile to greet my daughter, my heart in turmoil. The bitterness made me speechless, and I could only
stand there dumbfounded.
"You really...you really are my biological father." Before I could finish speaking, my daughter was already very
close. She hesitated when she said "father." Yes, this was probably the first time she'd ever used that
word. I wanted to slap myself hard; I owed them, mother and daughter, so much.
"You're Qianqian...you've grown so much, Daddy almost didn't recognize you..." I didn't want my daughter to think
I was weak, so I replied calmly.
"You look a little different from the photos. You're very stylish now." My daughter seemed to want to avoid seeing her
vulnerable side, joking with me to ease the tension.
"Oh, how is it different?" I didn't know what had changed about me.
"You've become even more handsome." She smiled mischievously.
"Hehe, you little rascal, you're just like your mother, always teasing me." My daughter really did resemble
the Mei'e of the past.
She didn't answer, just stared at me intently, and we fell into silence. Only then did I notice that
her beautiful eyes, which had been brimming with tears as she looked at me, seemed to be overflowing with emotion. "Dad..."
"...Why...why didn't you come back to me and Mom? Why didn't you want us... Waaah...waah...why,
why...Dad...Dad...Dad..."
With each utterance of "Dad" filled with endless longing, tears streamed down her face. She softly threw herself into
my arms, sobbing softly. My nose stung, and my eyes welled up with tears.
"It's Dad's fault, Dad is bad, Dad is sorry to you."
"Dad...I don't want you to say these things, I want you to stay...from now on, forever, stay by our side
...don't leave us." Qianqian hugged me tightly, as if afraid that if she let go, I would leave.
"I...I won't leave, I'll stay with you forever." My heart was so firm at that moment,
as if I could give up everything for my poor daughter.
"But...but Mom and Uncle Gao...Dad, don't blame Mom, it's all my fault, I'm the one who hurt
Mom, I hate myself...Waaah..."
"What did you say? How could it be your fault? It's all Dad's fault...I didn't cherish you. Don't worry
, Dad will definitely bring Mom back to Dad's side..."
"No, no...but Mom, she..." Her words were a little unclear.
"Hehe, silly girl...don't worry about Mom. I just talked to your mom, and she still
thinks about Dad. Dad still has hope."
"Ah, you...that,that's great...Mom has always missed you too...I often see her
staring at your picture, and after she's done looking at it, she'll secretly hide it so I won't see it..."
"Hehe, but you still secretly looked at it, didn't you, you little rascal..." I tried to comfort her in a lighthearted tone
, but obviously she was no longer that little girl. My joke only elicited a subtle smile from her
.
"I just don't want her to monopolize the memories of you... I also have the right to remember you, and I
want to understand you too..."
"Alright, let's go sit over there. Tell me in detail about your lives these past few years."
I took her hand and found a bench some distance away. She still looked at me excitedly, as if she wanted to say
something but hesitated. I looked at her strangely: "Daughter, why are you looking at me like that? Is there something you want to say? Are you worried
I'll be angry?"
She frowned, as if making a decision: "Mom became a prostitute. Dad probably knows..."
After saying that, she stared intently at my expression, as if afraid I would abandon them because of this.
"You... what do you know... do you know why your mother..." My voice was deep; I
was shocked by her words. Yes, she lived with Mei'e; how could she not know about her mother's affairs?
Seeing that I wasn't impulsive, she turned her face away, her eyes vacant as she silently recalled the sorrowful past. Then
she took a few deep breaths, looked at me, and said in a calm tone, "After you left us, Grandpa
passed away not long after. My godmother also severed ties with Mom, saying that Grandpa was driven to his death by Mom and left
her no inheritance. Mom had to raise me alone with great difficulty. Our lives were always very poor
, but Mom was always very strong. To prevent me from being looked down upon by my classmates, she used
the money she earned from babysitting to buy me new clothes." She
always made sure I had the best of everything, but she never spent a penny on herself. She supported us by doing odd jobs. Later, when Mom was working as a waitress in a small restaurant,
she heard it was going to be sold. She thought it was close to the school, had good business, and I could transfer there,
so she sold the house you left us and took it over. I remember Mom was very
sad when she left the old house. She stayed near it, reminiscing for a long time, and even left a note outside the door, worried that one
day you might come back and not find us. Hearing this, I felt ashamed; I had never gone back to see them.
She smiled at me as she spoke, making me realize that her daughter had truly grown up. Her voice rang
out again: "The small restaurant was doing very well. We worked during the day and slept in the kitchen at night. Although it
was tiring, my mother and I were very happy. But this didn't last long. Soon, the school built its own cafeteria and
restricted students from eating outside the school. Our business plummeted. When we took over the restaurant,
we borrowed money in addition to the money from selling our house. But the restaurant was worthless, and even if we sold it again, we wouldn't be able to pay back the loans. Just
when my mother was at her wit's end, some thugs who often ate at the restaurant blackmailed us, claiming they had food poisoning,
saying we had to close down and that the health bureau would shut down our restaurant. In the end, to prevent us from becoming homeless, my strong mother
had no choice but to give in. She gave herself to those thugs. What's infuriating is that those thugs
were my former classmates. I only found out about this later. At that time, my mother still had
that sweet smile in front of me." As she spoke, her eyes welled up with tears.
For years, we barely made ends meet with the small restaurant, and my mother often had to work
odd jobs to pay off the debts. But the truth only came to light in the year I was about to graduate. That night,
I was serving customers at the restaurant as usual. When the last customer left, my mother hadn't returned, so I
waited for her by the window. I saw a woman in a car far away in front of the restaurant being dragged by her hair
and forced down by a man. And that woman being dragged by her hair was my mother! I frantically grabbed a fruit knife and ran
over. I saw my mother being verbally abused and having her clothes pulled off as if she were being raped. I went crazy. I hated those who bullied others.
"In a daze, I stabbed the man in the lower abdomen with a fruit knife. The moment he collapsed, my mother was terrified
. She rushed to his side, desperately trying to stop the bleeding. Fortunately, the ambulance arrived in time, and the man was out
of danger, but one of his kidneys was removed. Later, I understood that my mother went to a far-off
red-light district every night to work as a prostitute. That night, because it was so late and she didn't want me to worry, she asked the man to drive her home. But
not far from the restaurant, the man's lust returned, and he wanted to play a rape game with my mother. My mother, afraid I would see her, half-heartedly
agreed. I never expected…" At this point, the daughter shed a tear.
"The man, having lost a kidney, hated me intensely. He found enough evidence to sue me for intentional homicide. It was my mother…"
" I begged him shamelessly, promising to serve him for free, obey him, and give him all the money I earned from selling myself, and only then did he temporarily stop
pursuing me."
Hearing this, I couldn't help but think of something and asked, "That man is Lao Gao, right? That bastard. But
why did Mei'e marry him?"
"Because not long ago, Lao Gao said he wanted a child, that Mom should marry him legitimately and give him
a child, then he would let us go. Mom agreed, but on the condition that the child must stay
with Mom."
"Ah, what... how could he do this? How could Mei'e be so foolish?"
"Mom has had many children with clients before, but she secretly aborted them all. But this time, Mom
seems to have really made up her mind. The only person she feels sorry for now is that child."
"After all this time, why are you still afraid of him? Even if we have evidence, we can sue him for extortion
."
"Actually, it was initially just an accident, but some gangsters wanted to control my mother. They
used this incident to set more traps for her, conspiring with Lao Gao to deceive her. Unfortunately, my mother
is now too deeply involved."
When Lao Gao was soliciting Mei'e, his daughter caught him. After misunderstanding, she stabbed Lao Gao to save her mother, causing him to lose
a kidney. Lao Gao then threatened them, blackmailing Mei'e into marrying him, allowing him to have her for free, and having her bear his child
. Even more terrifying is that a gang is manipulating things behind the scenes. My God, all of this stems from my
betrayal of them, mother and daughter. How can I have the face to sit beside my daughter now?
"From then on, Mom was manipulated at will, forced to work in their brothels, casinos, and saunas
, exploiting the money she earned with her body. Lao Gao even used Mom's body to bribe his superiors. Mom
often suffered humiliation outside, and then had to face Lao Gao's superiors when she got home. If Mom resisted in any way
, or if they were unhappy with her service, they would threaten to sell me to a brothel. Even though Mom
protected me like this, they still..." She didn't finish her sentence. I hugged her tightly, feeling a pang of sadness, trying my best not to let her
think about those painful memories anymore.
Thinking about what my daughter had just said, Mei'e was now powerless. I once again thought of
the various evil stories about "Huadu" that others had talked about. I never thought that those things were actually happening to me. How ridiculous that
I had come here with such a shameful mindset. Those once brightly lit pleasure quarters are now filled
with the helplessness and sin of life. Countless times I have indulged my lust in those places, but I never imagined that someone else
would also use my wife to satisfy their lust in those places. Yes, Mei'e will always be my wife in my heart. I
am a philandering, selfish man. I possess the lust that all men have, as well as the emotions I feel for my family. When
these two conflicting feelings intertwine, well, what should I do…?
My mind raced, but then I noticed several men hurriedly emerging from the men's restroom,
excitedly discussing, “Wow, is that really the bride? I heard she's a prostitute, but she's
so promiscuous, having sex with other men at her own wedding.”
“Heh, so what? I even saw it in the club. She was gang-raped in front of her husband, Lao Gao. Lao Gao
was even excitedly taking pictures for everyone. Heh, they're getting married today, just thinking about that scene makes me hard
.”
“Then why did we come out? We could have gone with her, wouldn't that have been fine?”
“Tch, do you know how much it costs to have sex with her? She's a famous prostitute. We should find something cheaper
.”
My heart sank. Mei'e was still having sex with Boss Zhao in the men's restroom; I didn't expect to be seen so quickly.
My daughter overheard their conversation. She just gave a helpless, bitter smile. Seeing my expression,
she understood. She looked at me mischievously and said, "Dad, I believe you now. You really didn't despise Mom
and even kept her secret. But even so, you probably couldn't hide it from those who already knew..."
She paused for a moment, then continued, "Dad, actually, Mom isn't usually like this. Unless she's working
as a prostitute or has no other choice, she doesn't usually have casual relationships with men, let alone
something like what happened today. Actually, ever since she saw you that day, she's been very emotionally unstable, sometimes even self-destructive.
I can sense that she really wants to be back with you, but she's ashamed of her current situation and afraid of causing you unnecessary
trouble. So, she actually wanted to use this method to drive you away, so you could stay away from danger and
avoid being ridiculed by others."
My daughter's words indeed addressed a question I'd always had. In my memory, Mei'e was a very reserved person; even as
a prostitute, it was impossible for her to change so much. The memory of her wanton behavior in the restroom and her defiant gaze flashed through my mind
. Now, it seemed entirely intentional, designed to make me believe she was a hopeless woman, to
make me despise her and stay away from her. She had been suppressing her longing for me, doing things that hurt herself.
My nose stung, an indescribable sorrow welling up in my eyes. My mind was blank
, only painfully repeating two words—"wife."
In a daze, I didn't know how to say goodbye to my daughter as we went our separate ways back to the banquet. I also didn't know
what happened in the men's restroom afterward. The atmosphere at the end of the banquet seemed even more heated. My daughter and Mei'e were again
forced to drink by those drunkards, and were occasionally taken advantage of by several lecherous men. However, I
was just drinking in a daze. My soul seemed to be completely isolated from the outside world. The bitter taste could not
dispel the regret in my heart. I could feel two pairs of eyes looking at me with heartache, but I was ashamed to face them.
The wine... please let me fall down quickly...
After dawn, I woke up and found myself lying in a hot tub in a bathroom. I was naked
and my head was throbbing like an inflated balloon. Standing next to me was a slender
beauty with a long, snowy bottom. She was wearing a sexy nightgown, black stockings, and high-heeled sandals, and she was putting on makeup with her back to me. I
excitedly shouted, "Mei'e... you..." But when the woman turned around, I was speechless...
(6)
"Qianqian, it's you." The face that appeared before me wasn't my ex-wife, but my once graceful
and elegant daughter. However, she now exuded a lewd aura, a stark
contrast to her earlier bridesmaid persona.
"Ah..." My daughter screamed and turned around, noticing I was now awake. But upon seeing me, she seemed
slightly panicked. My intuition told me she was hiding something. My heart tightened. God,
could my daughter also be a prostitute?
This thought exploded in my mind like a bomb. I had to find that bastard, whoever
he was, I had to kill him.
My daughter is the only pure land in my heart. I will not forgive those guys…
When my daughter saw me rushing out of the bathroom despite my dizziness, she froze, hurriedly grabbing my hand and crying,
“Waaah, don’t get angry… Waaah… It’s all my fault… Waaah, please don’t get agitated…”
“Why? You’re still young, why… Let go of me! Those guys must have forced you!
I’m going to kill those bastards… Don’t stop me, I’ll kill them…” Ignoring my daughter’s attempts to pull me away, I
pushed my way out of the bathroom like a madman.
Just then, a woman suddenly burst into the bathroom. “Qianqian, what’s wrong? He’s awake?
What are you arguing about…”
The woman who came in was also wearing a revealing lingerie nightgown. The neckline of the nightgown seemed to have been
hastily closed, and a pink cherry on her full breasts was still half-exposed. A pair of shapely, long legs
were exposed. When I saw the woman's face, it was Xia Lan. She wasn't wearing her glasses, and I wouldn't have recognized her if I hadn't looked closely.
What happened? Had Xia Lan been brought here by those guys too?
Seeing me standing there dumbfounded in the bathroom, Xia Lan glared at me first, then
said with a hint of resentment, "Chen Jun, what's wrong with you? I was worried you'd get into trouble because you were drunk, so I kindly brought you to my house, and you're causing
trouble..."
"You...your house, this is your house, but she...how is she here...and...ah...
where are my clothes..." I was also a little confused and hurriedly asked.
Suddenly, I realized I wasn't wearing any clothes. Oh no, what happened? I quickly grabbed a bath towel and clumsily
wrapped myself up. After wrapping myself up, I awkwardly looked at my daughter beside me and noticed that her expression was a little strange
, as if she was also trying to appear calm.
Xia Lan saw my clumsy appearance, and I wondered if it was just my imagination, but her face seemed to be slightly red as well.
I heard her say, "Tsk, your clothes are in the dryer. You threw up all over yourself, they stink! You should thank her
. If she hadn't insisted I bring you, I wouldn't have brought a man home..." "
Uh, is it just the two of you at home? Just now I..." I felt a little guilty about my outburst earlier. It seems that
since this is Xia Lan's house, it's not what I thought.
However, my daughter was so nice to me in front of outsiders; I was too careless. She even changed my dirty clothes! Good
heavens, did my daughter see me naked? This brat doesn't know about the proper boundaries between men and women, taking off her father's clothes
!
"Qianqian, see, I told you he was a pervert. He was all over you as soon as he woke up. Did he do anything to you?"
Xia Lan seemed not to hear me. Noticing Qianqian's unnatural expression, she looked at Qianqian with concern,
as if worried I had done something to her. Oh dear, Qianqian is my daughter! Wait, so Xia Lan
doesn't know about my father-daughter relationship with Qianqian.
But why are those two women dressed so seductively together? Ah! Could it be...? No way
, could Qianqian and she be in that kind of relationship? Lesbian?
Thinking back to my daughter's nervousness and Xia Lan's blush, I felt it wasn't impossible.
My daughter noticed my stiff expression; her face flushed slightly, and she shyly avoided my eyes.
She hadn't even noticed when she accidentally unbuttoned her bra collar while pulling me.
At that moment, I suddenly saw half of her breast, the small red
cherry on her snow-white peak swaying prominently before my eyes.
Seeing me stare at her chest, she turned her head away uncomfortably, only then realizing her exposed
breasts. She panicked slightly, then quickly and shyly buttoned up her clothes.
Meanwhile, my usually capable and intelligent assistant, Xia Lan, looked much better. She walked to
the vanity mirror and elegantly styled her shoulder-length hair into a high bun. Without her usual black-rimmed glasses, she
looked even more feminine, but I had a feeling that this was perhaps her true appearance.
"Why did you drink so much? You usually have a high alcohol tolerance, don't you?" Xia Lan
asked, turning her head to look at me as she put her hair up.
Sensing the atmosphere in the room had eased, I calmed down somewhat and replied in my usual tone,
"I didn't drink that much. Maybe it's been a while since I've had any."
"Are you alright now? Drinking like this won't cause any problems. Should we go to the hospital?" Xia Lan's tone
was normal, but the look in her eyes was strange. She stared into my eyes, then turned her back to Qianqian and me
, winking and making faces. When I didn't react, she bit her lip, glancing at my daughter Qianqian through my eyes.
What's wrong with Xia Lan today? What did she mean by those words?
Ah! That look is exactly the kind of look I give when I'm trying to pick up girls on my own after sending my friends away.
Seeing Xia Lan give me that look again, I cursed inwardly: What's going on? Xia Lan
is actually annoyed that I'm interfering with her and Qianqian's good time! Doesn't she know Qianqian is my daughter? Bringing Qianqian home today,
she's actually after her daughter.
Oh my god. So even lesbians have to hook up with girls? Xia Lan is a lesbian, and the girl she's got her eye on is actually
my daughter.
I don't know how Qianqian got tricked into this relationship, and what can I do now? Clearly, Xia Lan
was waiting for me to wake up so she could kick me out while I was unconscious.
I thought about it and decided I didn't want any more complications. Anyway, it's two women together, which I can accept
. With that in mind, I had no choice but to leave. But I really didn't know what to say to my daughter.
Seeing the awkward silence, I quickly said in a calm tone, "I'm fine, I just slept for a bit. Tomorrow..."
"It's nothing...uh...are you guys...uh...am I bothering you here...I'm going home now
, I'll treat you tomorrow to thank you." After saying that, I found my clothes in the dryer, wrapped myself in a bath towel, and awkwardly
went into the bathroom to change into my own clothes. The clothes were already washed and felt warm.
After changing, I came out of the bathroom and found the two women politely talking in a corner of the room. Xia Lan seemed to be trying to persuade my
daughter to stay, but Qianqian clearly didn't want to stay and wanted to leave with me quickly.
A few minutes later, Xia Lan still couldn't persuade my daughter, and Qianqian resolutely left Xia Lan's house with me. As we left, Xia
Lan looked at me with a strange look, which made me feel a little lost.
When we left, Qianqian also changed back into her own clothes. It turned out that the sexy lingerie I had seen earlier was lent
to her by Xia Lan. I had even vomited on Qianqian's clothes while I was unconscious, but thinking about Qianqian's
alluring back in her sexy lingerie earlier, I was actually quite interested.
I hadn't expected my daughter to have such a great figure. A feeling of pride and excitement lingered in my
heart on the way home.
My daughter seemed lost in thought, her face slightly flushed. We walked side by side, neither of us
speaking.
Seeing this, I awkwardly spoke first: "Shall I take you home?"
"I don't want to go back..." My daughter's answer was weak and feeble.
I suddenly remembered what I had seen and heard at the wedding banquet today, and understood what my daughter meant. I realized that her home
was probably no different from a brothel now.
"Then...where are you going? I'll take you..." I wanted to say where I was going, but for some reason, I didn't
say it.
However, my daughter didn't seem to care, saying, "Let's go to your place..." But seeing my hesitation, she quickly
added, "Never mind... I can stay at a hotel..."
It seemed she thought there was another woman in my house. I chuckled inwardly at her little temper, saying, "I live
alone, but I can't stand you walking around in front of me wearing that kind of thing..."
Hearing this, my daughter chuckled. "Your colleague has this kind of fetish! Luckily you woke up
early, otherwise I might have actually tried it with her... You don't know, the way she seduced me... it was truly
irresistible..."
Hearing this, I chuckled too. "Looks like I ruined your good time. Next time I'll
introduce you two..."
"Dad, you're so indecent, encouraging your daughter to mess around..."
"What's wrong with that? Your dad is very open-minded, as long as it's not with boys..."
"Ugh, you're such a bad father... But I feel like she knows about our
relationship, don't you think?"
Hearing this, I also thought it was possible. It seems I should talk to Xia Lan tomorrow.
Soon, the atmosphere between my daughter and me finally returned to normal, and we went back to my temporary apartment together. My daughter was no longer
reserved, touching this and that in my house. I was a little worried that she would discover the things I hid in the bedside table,
which contained magazines and some other random things.
"Dad, your room smells like a woman. Be honest, how many women are you with right now... Confess and you'll be treated leniently..."
My daughter pretended to sniff something, then said to me mischievously.
I don't know if she really smelled anything, but her face flushed, and she chuckled awkwardly, "No way, you clever little
devil..." My
daughter grinned mischievously and said, "You're blushing, aren't you? You still say you didn't? There's a woman's perfume bottle in the trash can,
a woman's hair in the bathroom, and even the bath towels smell of at least two different perfumes..."
I must be sweating. Has this girl watched too much Conan? She can even spot that! Damn,
I don't know what those women are thinking, using such strong perfume.
Seeing my embarrassed expression, she burst into laughter, "I guessed right! You're
such a gullible dad! Besides, it's just sleeping with a few women, your daughter is very open-minded, as long as it's not with boys
...hehe..." Oh
my god, wasn't that what I just said to her? This girl is playing me! She actually managed to use that
on me! This daughter is practically a genius!
"Uh...you little rascal, there are pajamas and towels in the bathroom, hurry up and wash up and go to bed. I have to work tomorrow
, you brat..." I awkwardly changed the subject.
My daughter stuck out her little tongue and made a mischievous face at me, then, without even avoiding my gaze,
took off her coat, wearing only her panties and a milky-white bra, and went into the bathroom.
Damn, this girl was definitely doing it on purpose, but I didn't realize
it until her back was out of sight.
Even as I thought about it, my mind suddenly drifted back to the scene at Xia Lan's house where my daughter was wearing
sexy lingerie. Why couldn't I forget that feeling?
That night, I encountered another big problem: I had completely forgotten that my apartment only had a double
bed, not even a sofa to sleep on temporarily. Ugh, was I supposed to let my daughter sleep with me?
My daughter didn't seem to mind. After leaving the bathroom, she ran off wrapped in a towel, lay down on my bed, and
looked at me with a smile.
Damn, why did this scene feel so...unpleasant? Familiar, yes, familiar. My daughters always seem to come out of the bathroom like this
.
Maybe all women are like this. Am I just overthinking things? I should just wash up and go to bed.
When I finished washing and came out of the bathroom, I found my daughter already asleep. That girl, she hadn't even taken off her towel! I went
over in my pajamas to take the towel and cover her with a light blanket.
But when I lifted the towel, oh my god, she wasn't wearing pajamas at all! Her skin was pristine white, her curves exquisite. I quickly put
the towel down, covered her with another light blanket, blushed, and turned away, intending to lie down on the other side myself, trying not to overthink
.
But perhaps I was too distracted, and I accidentally kicked something. Crash! Something fell to the ground.
Damn, I kicked the table leg and knocked my daughter's handbag off. Her things were scattered everywhere. Hmm, my daughter
has quite a lot of cosmetics, two wigs, two bottles of vitamins? And nail polish? Damn, that lipstick is
way too red!
I quickly packed my daughter's things, turned off the lights, and closed my eyes, my mind
replaying images of my daughter as a bridesmaid, and
the image I saw in Xia Lan's bathroom—her back in a black halter top, high heels, and sandals.
In my dream, I saw my ex-wife in her youth. She was so beautiful, smiling in
a pure white wedding dress. I, in a suit, walked towards her to the music. Suddenly, the lights went out,
plunging us into darkness. The music became increasingly erotic, and a pink spotlight shone in my wife's direction.
But when I looked again, I saw my ex-wife had changed into pink lace lingerie.
She lay on a sensual bed, her smooth, shapely legs spread wide, her high-heeled feet raised high,
her swaying hips so alluring.
No, you bastard. She was being pinned down by a lewd old man, being fucked by his dark, thick penis. The old
man's withered body contrasted sharply with his wife's snow-white skin.
The old man leered as he sucked hard on his wife's breasts, and she, responding to his lewdness, tried to
maintain a wanton smile, occasionally glancing pitifully in my direction.
Soon, another man came up with a wad of banknotes, threw them in front of her, and she willingly took
his penis into her mouth.
Then another man threw banknotes, caressing her buttocks. She turned seductively to the side, revealing her
buttocks, and the man leered, waiting for the woman beneath him to spread her snow-white flesh and serve him by penetrating her tight
anus.
One man after another, one ugly face after another, came with lewd smiles and left with contempt
. One penis after another, inserted, ejaculated, inserted again, ejaculated again…
I cried, knowing this was a dream, but I couldn't suppress my pain. Suddenly, a small hand
rose from beneath me—it was my daughter's delicate hand. What did she want to do? Even though it was a dream, why did I feel
so panicked?
Her hand indeed grasped my penis. Did I really have inappropriate thoughts about my daughter? Was I even
human?
I hated myself, but my daughter seemed unconcerned. Her two delicate hands moved up and down my penis, her eyes
glazed over as she looked at me, her smile so alluring. I reached out to block it, to stop it all, but
to my surprise, my daughter still held onto it, and even smiled as she gently licked the back of my hand.
The feeling of my daughter's tender tongue licking the back of my hand was so warm and wet. I panicked and pulled my arm back, but my daughter smiled
even more seductively, and then lowered her head again, licking directly at the head of my penis.
A tingling sensation shot from my lower body to my brain, and at the same time,
the wet, saliva-like sounds of my daughter sucking reached my ears.
Her sucking was so alluring, so obsessive, seemingly containing boundless love and longing, but
suddenly, I felt a chill down my lower body.
Oh my god, what was happening? My daughter had pressed a dagger against my penis, and the smile on her face had become extremely
eerie, a kind of contempt, a kind of hatred.
"Bastard, I'll make you regret this..." A chilling voice came from the jade mouth that had just been sucking my penis
.
"No, daughter..."
I opened my eyes, covered in sweat. Oh my god, what kind of dream was this? Damn it.
I turned on the wall lamp and looked around. Thankfully, it was just a dream. But when I turned around, damn it, I was stunned.
A naked body! My daughter had kicked off her towel and was in a position with her legs spread wide. Although I couldn't see her vulva,
her breasts and lower abdomen were completely exposed.
I quickly covered her up, checked my watch, and realized I had to go to work. Resisting the urge to look at my daughter, I quickly
left her a note with my phone number, writing, "I'm going to work."
I thought for a moment, wondering if I should leave her some money. Although she had a wad of cash in her bag, a father
shouldn't be stingy. So I took out two wads of cash and placed them next to her before hurriedly leaving home.
But as I got into my car and started the engine, I suddenly realized I had done something wrong.
The way my daughter was lying on the bed, with the cash I had left beside her, was exactly like the scene when I left after visiting a prostitute.
Damn it, how could I be so careless? How could I defile my own daughter like that?
So I quickly turned off the car, grabbed the keys, and rushed back to my apartment .
When I reached the corner of the building, I was too exhausted to run any further and leaned against the wall, panting heavily.
Suddenly, I heard the door to my apartment open, the sound of high heels, and a familiar
voice coming from around the corner behind me: "That old guy, he's already gone. He's actually quite patient.
I tried so hard to seduce him, and he didn't even sleep with me… He really thinks he's my dad! I haven't seen that bastard in so many years
, and he even tried to bring my mom home… He didn't succeed this time, but next time I'll definitely ruin that bastard… Heh,
he even gave me a few thousand dollars, what an idiot… Let…"
As the sound of the high heels faded into the distance, my heart sank. That was my daughter's voice, I was sure of it. So this
was all a cold-blooded prank. So this is what my daughter's mind is like.
Listening to my daughter's voice recede into the distance, I walked around the corner and watched her alluring figure from afar. I was surprised to see her still
holding a cigarette—my cigarette.
I frowned deeply, thinking. I had to find out the truth. I had to know what had happened over the years. This
matter was definitely not as simple as I thought.
(7)
Since I discovered my daughter's inner thoughts that day, I have been in a daze. After working all day,
I didn't even know what I had done. The only thing I remembered was that I heard many colleagues talking about my ex-wife, Mei'e.
At this moment, there were several colleagues next to me, laughing lewdly.
One colleague and another guy were talking quietly, and they were playing a video on their phones.
I pretended to casually lean forward and glanced at the phone screen. The screen in front of me was
a video of my ex-wife wearing a wedding dress. However, she was not fully clothed in the video. Her exposed breasts were
being rubbed by two male guests. The groom, Lao Gao, was drinking the nuptial wine with her with a silly smile.
"This woman may not be young, but we witnessed her wedding night riots. That figure... I doubt I
'll ever see many like her in my lifetime."
My colleague glanced at me, but I didn't look up. Instead, I listened to another man with a wicked grin as he replied
, "Hey, I can tell you don't go out much. I've seen this woman before. I even booked her
services last time. I touched that ass all night..."
My heart sank. I couldn't help but think of my ex-wife exposing her buttocks for others to caress, and my mind
went blank.
Hearing this, a group of people on the other side also gathered around. One of them asked lewdly, "You little brat,
you didn't just touch her without getting hard, did you? Damn, with such a slut like that, you didn't do anything else?"
The guy got impatient and said, "Get lost! I was with Boss Zhao that day. Boss Zhao uses women,
I was lucky if I could touch them a couple of times, how could I dare to compete with Boss Zhao? You all saw the wedding night video, it was just
Boss Zhao doing it all, you could only watch."
I looked at my phone again. The video had now moved to the bridal chamber. My ex-wife had changed into
a short wedding silk dress, with white stockings and a thong underneath.
However, the thong had already been pulled down to the top of her high heels, and with a kick of her heels,
she kicked it into the crowd behind her.
As if it were arranged, it landed right in Boss Zhao's hands. It was easy for anyone with eyes to see that, given
my ex-wife's flexibility, the direction of the kick was very accurate.
Amidst the cheers of the crowd, my ex-wife, who had kicked off her lace thong, slowly lowered her high-heeled legs,
smiling shyly at Mr. Zhao.
Mr. Zhao, also beaming, said, "Old Gao, hehe, this is a rule of the wedding night pranks. Now that the item is in my
hands, you'll have to answer my riddles. A correct answer gets a reward, a raise is possible! But
a wrong answer will be punished…you decide what the punishment is…three questions, first one…Old Gao, answer…
when did your wife start selling herself? Start the timer…"
In the video, everyone started shouting loudly, "Ten…nine…eight…seven…"
Old Gao, however, looked miserable, staring blankly at my ex-wife, his bride, his mouth open but no
sound coming out.
The countdown quickly ended, and someone shouted, "Time's up, say it!"
My ex-wife blushed slightly and said, "Oh, I don't even remember this myself, and this idiot of his doesn't know either.
It doesn't count."
Boss Zhao laughed and said, "Don't worry, you still have two more chances. Just get one right. Second question, Lao Gao,
what are your wife's measurements? Countdown!"
"95, 60, 96," Lao Gao answered quickly this time. But Boss Zhao said, "Wrong, ha, I knew
you'd fall for it. I gave your wife a lactation-inducing injection yesterday, and now she's probably 103. Mei'e
, show your husband."
Mei'e's face was even redder now. She could only sit helplessly on the edge of the bed, pull down her off-shoulder dress, revealing a pair of
full breasts. After stroking them a few times, she squeezed them hard several times, and a few drops of milky white milk
flowed from her nipples.
The crowd erupted in cheers, none of them expecting that the breasts they had just been playing with could still produce milk. I was also
somewhat shocked; the scene was so familiar, like the gentle, alluring woman who had held her daughter years ago. But
now, Mei'e's caresses of those breasts were so wanton, even her eyes revealing a thirst for milk.
Mr. Zhao's eyes gleamed with smugness as he continued, "There's one more question, but I can go easy on you. I'll add one more, and
you'll ask both questions together. If Lao Gao answers either one correctly, he wins. Listen carefully: what's the youngest
age of any man who's slept with your wife? And does your wife prefer being penetrated from the front or from behind?"
Lao Gao's face was flushed, whether from the alcohol or something else, and he mumbled,
"25 years old, from behind."
At this point, Mei'e couldn't sit still any longer. She looked at Mr. Zhao and scolded him, "You bad guy! You still want to bring up that
thing? Your 8-year-old nephew has been corrupted by you, you old lecher! You even taught him to sleep with me!"
Everyone was stunned. He was that young! I also looked at Mr. Zhao with a grimace. This guy was
trash.
Mr. Zhao, a little drunk, chuckled, his arm around Mei'e's smooth shoulder. "Hehe, as expected of Chi Mei,
I never thought you could get that little bean sprout hard. That kid's really been corrupted by you now."
Mei'e gave Mr. Zhao a seductive look and said, "You're one to talk! That kid pinned me down, mimicking your movements
a few times. I thought he'd ejaculated, but it turns out he just peed inside."
Everyone laughed, but I couldn't laugh at this.
An image flashed in my mind: a child wriggling between Mei'e's legs. Mei'e looked at the boy with loving eyes, yet
simultaneously used her naked body to seduce his desire, arousing his little animalistic instincts.
Was this still the kind, virtuous wife I remembered? Incest seemed so easy for her.
I didn't dare think any further. On the phone, Mr. Zhao continued, "Old Gao, you said your wife likes to do it from behind,
but that's wrong. If you don't believe me, I'll show you the evidence." With that, Mr. Zhao gestured for Mei'e to put the photos on the bed.
Mei'e gave Old Gao a helpless look, then obediently lay down, lifting her gauze skirt to reveal her
bare lower body.
Everyone crowded around, and there were faint handwritings on Mei'e's buttocks that read,
"Come and fuck my two holes!"
Boss Zhao laughed loudly, "Mei'e, you're good, you didn't wash it off. It's faded, but you can still see
it."
Mei'e feigned anger, "You're one to talk! If it could be washed off, I would have washed it off long ago. Your
client is so mean, fucking me together and writing all that nonsense."
Boss Zhao patted Mei'e's smooth, protruding buttocks and laughed, "You still won't admit it? You just like having two
men fuck you together, don't you?"
"Yes, yes, okay, I like you stinky men fucking me together. Hurry up and fuck me!" Mei'e
complained sweetly, then defiantly shook her buttocks, laughing and cursing a few times.
Upon hearing this, General Manager Zhao chuckled and looked at Lao Gao, saying, "Look, look, this is what your wife said.
Don't blame me for stealing your bridal chamber;
this is the will of the people, after all." The people present were there to watch the spectacle, and naturally, they loudly cheered, "General Manager Zhao, go for it! Your wife is willingly accepting
punishment!" "Yes, yes, your wife is all wet." "That's right, Lao Gao, you can go too! Doesn't your wife like
double penetration?" Amidst the shouts of the crowd, I saw Mei'e quickly lifted up by Lao Gao and General Manager Zhao.
Their movements were practiced; each of them inserted their penis into Mei'e's body. At this moment, my phone screen was
filled with people crowding to watch the spectacle. The only thing I could see in the video was Mei'e's high-heeled crystal
shoes swaying on both sides.
I silently walked away and sat back in my chair. At this moment, it felt as if there was no air around me; I had difficulty breathing, and a
feeling of bitterness and desolation welled up in my heart.
After a long time, I could finally hear the conversations of my colleagues who were watching.
And then, some colleagues were even joking with each other, "Heh, you're such a coward, why didn't you wait until General Manager Zhao wasn't around
? I think today would be perfect, how about we go to Old Gao's house again to offer our congratulations? Oh, and Chen Jun didn't
go the other day either, so besides Chen Jun, we can invite a few more colleagues."
Hearing these guys mention my name, I quickly snapped out of it and waved my hand,
saying, "Oh, I don't have time. Besides, messing around with women like this with you wolves is so unromantic. I'm a
womanizer, after all."
"Haha, our handsome Chen Jun is right. Unlike you bunch of hungry wolves, let's just forget about it.
But, it's easy to find a romantic place. I heard there's a great spot these days where everyone has
a chance to pick up girls, and it's got a romantic vibe too."
Damn, I was speechless. I walked away, ignoring
them. But things always take unexpected turns.
A few days later, I thought I'd forgotten, but out of curiosity, I had to follow these guys
to a ridiculous seaside resort.
It turned out the resort was hosting a mask carnival for youth, and everyone had to wear a mask
to participate. Students got a 50% discount, but people my age had to buy expensive tickets.
I tried to forget the unpleasantness and went inside with them. Soon, I found the place packed with
elementary school girls, and even more boys from various schools, all wearing masks and dressed provocatively. I thought to myself
, "So this is why my colleague said everyone has a chance."
"Holy crap, look, look! That...and that, a fiery red miniskirt...and that, damn,
a big-breasted little loli..." I glanced around and saw that even Zhao Xiaoyong was there, lecherously eyeing the masked, swimsuit
-clad beauties walking by.
I thought to myself, "Girls these days are so open, each one hotter than the last, and so incredibly
revealing. It's fucking perverted."
Soon, through a colleague's introduction, I finally confirmed the secret of this so-called "Masked Carnival."
This so-called carnival was actually a orgy, a chaotic orgy. It appeared calm on the surface, but at dusk it turned into a
horrific mass sex party.
Most of the men and women who came knew this, so the well-endowed young women weren't afraid to expose their bodies
, and they all wore masks. The men were also quite uninhibited.
"Perverts, everyone here is a pervert," I cursed inwardly.
Zhao Xiaoyong nudged me and said, "Brother Zhao, do you think anyone will recognize us with all this makeup?
You know what, this is the first time I've ever dressed up like this to pick up women."
Hearing this, I realized we were all wearing makeup and masks, which seemed pretty perverted.
But after a moment's thought, I felt relieved and made up my mind to go for it.
That's right, something this exciting, no matter how perverted, we had to do it.
Besides, with masks, we could do all sorts of exciting things in public without being recognized. Even if we went
all out, no one we knew would see us.
So, the older men and the idiots each put on their own makeup. Zhao Xiaoyong wore a Conan mask and some
school uniform from who-knows-where. Another guy went even further, wearing a mushroom-shaped wig over his mask and
a pair of shorts.
And I, like everyone else, applied a thick layer of hair gel, found a mask with a fake beard and scars, and paired it with
a thug-like slicked-back hairstyle. Even I was intimidated by my own imposing presence. I never thought I had
the potential to be a gangster; the mask was actually quite frightening.
But dressed like this, my name naturally had to be changed too. Thinking of this, I said to the people around me, "I think
we should all come up with aliases later, preferably something badass, so that the sluts won't
dare disobey us once they hear our names. It'll definitely be a lot of fun then. I... I'll call myself Brother Da Fa, you guys can call yourselves whatever you want
..."
Besides me, there were three others present. Zhao Xiaoyong, wearing a Conan mask, named himself Young Master Ke; his cronies who came with him
were called Young Master Zhu because they were wearing pig heads; and another colleague with a mask and an afro
named himself Jin Zai.
The group quickly familiarized themselves with each other's names, then laughed heartily. One of them even joked, "Now we can find
a woman and gang rape her in the street without worrying about being recognized by acquaintances!"
I, however, was inwardly both amused and exasperated. I hoped no one would recognize my idiotic appearance, otherwise I'd be incredibly
embarrassed.
"They're here! Xiao Yong's girl is here with a bunch of chicks," Pig Boy said, pointing into the distance and shaking his head while
wearing his pig-head mask.

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