MARKET wife

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In my memory, summer always flies by, because there are so many things to do in summer: dating, swimming, traveling. In previous years, as early autumn arrived and the weather cooled down, people's moods seemed to turn autumnal as well.
October is the peak sales season for real estate developers, and I was busy with real estate exhibitions, television, and newspaper advertising. Spending hundreds of thousands of yuan on advertising every week was my daily work. Because I was in charge of this considerable amount of advertising, many media outlets vied to contact me, inviting me to meals and saunas, obviously hoping I would publish their advertisements. That's how I met Min, who was in charge of advertising for a certain magazine.
Min was around 30 years old, 5 years older than me, had a child, valued family very much, and was a typical virtuous mother and wife. Min is very tall and slender with fair skin. Her face isn't the petite type; it's more of a long face, typical of people from northern China, which is my type.
Min loves wearing black dresses with flesh-colored stockings, and her long, beautiful legs often mesmerize me. Min has a very sexy figure. Having given birth, she's a bit full-figured but definitely not fat, which makes her incredibly feminine—the kind of woman who makes men's hearts flutter.
My first contact with Min was on the phone. Her voice was gentle and dignified, giving me a very good first impression. Later, we arranged to meet at our company.
I still remember that afternoon when we met; in the conference room, the afterglow of the setting sun shone through the glass windows onto the carpet. Min sat there quietly, head down, looking at her hands. She didn't even notice me when I came in.
I stood at the doorway, momentarily stunned by her beauty. Dark business suit, white shirt, jet-black hair, snow-white skin—everything about her was so perfect. In that instant, I felt a spark within me.
After greeting Min, we started chatting. Min was poised and confident, speaking fluently about her work with apparent ease and competence. As I listened to her presentation, I pretended to be casual while secretly observing her.
Her hair was jet black, her nose straight, and her eyes bright and alert, showing no sign of restlessness. Only her lips were adorned with a touch of vibrant lipstick, like a splash of red amidst a sea of green, hinting at a calm exterior masking a restless spirit within.
Listening to her introduction, I nodded slightly, humming in agreement, staring into her eyes as if listening to her voice, while my mind was already wandering.
I roughly pushed Min down onto the conference table, rudely ripped open her white shirt, exposing her snow-white breasts, forcefully kneading the married woman's breasts, sucking on her soft lips, caressing her full thighs, and then...
Just as I was imagining it, I found myself speechless, giving me a strange look. Given her experience, she seemed to read something in my eyes, but she wasn't alarmed at all, as if she was already used to that kind of gaze from men.
After that day, I naturally gave a lot of business to her company, investing about 400,000 yuan in advertising each month for three months. During that time, Min and I often discussed advertising together, frequently went out for meals and karaoke. Today, Min invited me to dinner at a restaurant near her home.
After several months of frequent interactions, we had developed a pretty good working rapport, and Min and I were quite close in our daily lives. At the dinner table, Min and I drank and chatted like longtime friends. Emboldened by the alcohol, we started talking about everything under the sun. We talked about my girlfriend, her husband, and their child.
"Is your husband good to you?"
"We have a very good relationship," Min smiled faintly. "We were classmates in college, and we got married after graduation."
Min went on to tell many more stories about them.
I listened quietly, occasionally taking a sip of my drink, occasionally nodding. Looking at Min's slightly flushed face, so pretty and captivating, my heart was also intoxicated.
"Your husband's a director, he must be very busy!"
"Yes, he's often away on business trips."
Min's face suddenly looked a little melancholy, and I couldn't help but feel a pang of unease.
"Is your husband away on a business trip right now?" I asked directly, but Min didn't seem to care.
"Yeah, he went out of town last month and won't be home until Chinese New Year."
Min and I drank until after 8 pm, both of us still in high spirits and not wanting to part ways right away. So we went to a karaoke bar near her house and sang to our hearts' content, drinking beer and singing several old songs in a heartfelt duet. We laughed and cried, having a great time, and by the time we paid the bill and came out, it was already midnight.
It was already dawn, and the late autumn night was a bit chilly. There were few pedestrians on the dimly lit streets. Under the dim streetlights, the two of us supported each other, singing off-key songs, stumbling along the way.
Suddenly, Min stumbled. I caught her in my arms. She cried out and tried to push me away, but she was too weak. I held her tightly to keep her from moving. After struggling for a while, she finally settled down and leaned on my shoulder. The woman's fragrance and her soft body warmed me. I smelled the scent of her hair, stroked her face, and kissed her neck, hair, and earlobes.
Min's breathing gradually quickened, and her body slowly warmed up. Her arms unconsciously wrapped around me from behind. I looked at our long shadows cast by the streetlights, feeling both lonely and warm. At that moment, in this desolate city, it seemed as if only Min and I remained.
When we arrived at Min's house, it was already past 1 a.m. I closed the door, and before the lights were on in the darkness, I grabbed Min and hugged her tightly.
Min struggled in my arms, pleading, "Don't do this! I have a husband! Don't... go home!"
Min seemed to be regaining her senses, pushing me away and begging me to let her go. At that moment, I was overwhelmed by loneliness, pain, alcohol, and desire. I needed Min. I forcefully pulled her body away, kissing her lips and caressing her voluptuous body. Min kept her mouth tightly shut, refusing my intrusion. I hesitated for a moment, and Min broke free and ran into the bedroom, turning back to lock the door.
I rushed to the door first, forcefully blocking it from closing. Min was weak, but I pushed the door open forcefully and entered her bedroom.
I turned on the switch by the door, and her wedding photo with her husband hung on the headboard. Her husband was very handsome, his eyes fixed on me. I felt a chill run down my spine, but my desire was already surging. I grabbed Min, who was cowering against the headboard, and we both fell onto the bed.
Min resisted fiercely, saying, "Don't do this, I have a husband, um..."
Before she could finish, I kissed her lips, greedily sucking on her tongue, my hands roaming over her body.
Min soon relented and accepted my tongue, opening her mouth and our tongues entwining, fighting and retreating.
Just when I felt Min had given up resisting and was about to surrender, she suddenly gathered her strength and pushed me away.
By the time I came to my senses, Min had already run out of the bedroom and into the living room. I followed her.
"Please, I beg you, we can't do this. I have a husband and a family. I can't betray my husband."
Min's pride as a wife and mother made it impossible for her to accept another man.
"Min, I like you, and I know you like me too," I said, pulling Min close and pinning her to the sofa. "It's just the two of us here; no one will know."
As I comforted Min, I reached under her clothes and grabbed her breasts, roughly kneading them.
Min's breasts were full and firm, feeling incredibly comfortable. She pushed against my chest with both hands, her legs straining beneath me as she tried to break free. I pressed down on Min's soft body, the desire to conquer another man's wife clouding my judgment. At that moment, only one thought crossed my mind: possess her, possess her.
We struggled like this for a while, Min's strength waning, and my masculine intuition told me it was time to make my move.
Several buttons on Min's shirt fell off during the struggle, revealing her flawless, snow-white skin, her full, sensual breasts exposed to the air, exposed to my burning desire.
I buried my head in Min's chest; it was so warm and smooth. I kissed her breasts, greedily sucking and licking her nipples. The sounds of our panting and my kissing Min's breasts echoed in the living room.
My hand slipped under Min's skirt, tracing its way up her smooth thighs. When it touched her lower body, Min trembled. I teased her through her panties, my lips never stopping, kissing her nipples and sucking greedily.
Min was attacked from both sides, her desire aroused, and her body slowly grew hot. We flirted like this on the sofa for a while, until I pulled down her panties, leaving her naked from the waist down. I inserted one of my fingers into Min's vagina; it was already wet inside.
While I was pleasuring Min with my fingers, I was also kissing her lips. Min was panting heavily, gripping my shoulders tightly, but instead of pushing me away as before, she was pulling me in forcefully.
In Min's dazed state, I knew I had to seize the opportunity. I quietly pulled out my hard penis, aimed it at Min's vagina, and thrust it in forcefully. Min cried out, "Ah!" Before she could say anything, I began to thrust.
The virginity of a married woman was lost in that instant. Min was overwhelmed by a complex mix of guilt, helplessness, and pleasure, and tears streamed down her face. I lovingly kissed away her tears, but below, I relentlessly fucked her.
The sofa swayed precariously with each thrust, and Min, temporarily forgetting her guilt, was also being penetrated by me. Her hair was disheveled, her mouth slightly open, her eyes glazed over, and her expression shifted between joy and pain, reminding me of Qi Qin's song "Pain and Joy." Suddenly, an idea struck me. I made Min stand up. Min, in a daze, was under my control, passively obeying my commands, her back to me, her buttocks raised high. I thrust into her from behind again.
While fucking Min from behind, I pushed her towards the bedroom. I wanted to fuck her in her and her husband's bed; that perverse thought was incredibly strong.
Min was controlled by me, forced to walk towards the bedroom. By this time, Min was dazed, her genitals throbbing from my thrusting, waves of pleasure constantly shooting from her genitals to her brain, making her tremble all over.
As we reached the door, Min suddenly seemed to realize something. Perhaps subconsciously, she also felt it was inappropriate to go to her and her husband's comfort zone. We stood facing each other at the door. I wasn't in a hurry. I grabbed Min's breasts from behind and, using the leverage, thrust into her hard. Min gasped softly, her face flushed, her hands gripping the doorframe, clinging to her last shred of dignity.
After a short while, I finally pushed Min into the bedroom. A photo of her and her husband hung on the wall. Her husband looked at it all, powerless to do anything. His wife was being fucked by me, while he was far away, working hard to earn money for her.
Min unconsciously glanced at her wedding photo with her husband. In the photo, she and her husband looked so sweet. The vows they made during their courtship and the laughter and joy of their wedding celebration seemed like they were just yesterday. At this moment, shame, betrayal, and pleasure were intertwined. Min was entangled by this inexplicable sense of guilt, but waves of pleasure came from her lower body. It was both painful and pleasurable. Min's buttocks were rising higher and higher, and her lower body was unconsciously swaying back and forth in coordination with my thrusting.
The more I indulged, the happier I felt. Watching Min writhe beneath me, a surge of male pride welled up within me. If I felt a pang of guilt the first time I entered Min's bedroom and saw her husband, now the fire of desire had consumed me completely. Even if her husband stood before me now, I would still be entwined with Min to the death.
Min walked to the bedside, lying face down, exhausted. I followed her onto the bed, but my penis remained inside her. I pressed my body against her back, continuing my relentless, frenzied thrusting.
Min's head was buried in the blankets, emitting muffled groans with each of my thrusts. Min was enduring it all. She was afraid her moans would disturb the neighbors, and even more afraid of revealing her pleasure in front of her husband's photo. On this very bed, Min had given her first night with her husband, and now she was being penetrated by another man.
My body pressed down on Min, kissing her sweaty neck, searching for her lips. Min shook her head from side to side to avoid me, but I grabbed her head and held it firmly in one direction, successfully kissing her lips. Min's tightly closed lips soon opened, and our tongues met in the air.
Two snow-white bodies lay like this on the bed, the woman pinned beneath the man, kissing him while enduring his thrusts from behind. The bedroom echoed with their rapid moans and panting. Hanging above the bed was a wedding photo of the woman and her husband. The husband helplessly watched his wife being played with by another man.
In her own bed, her wife was enjoying intercourse with another stranger, and I was that man. I stared at Min's husband, forcefully fucking Min, a strange sense of conquest filling my body.
Min's soft buttocks rose and fell with my thrusts, her hands gripping the sheets tightly, her lower body contracting rhythmically. I knew Min's pleasure was approaching, so I thrust faster and harder, my penis pumping in and out more vigorously.
Suddenly, Min let out a soft cry, her lower body tightening as she ejaculated, spraying onto my glans. My penis tightened from the heat, reaching its limit. Min suddenly realized something.
"No, don't ejaculate inside, today is her fertile period."
Before Min could finish speaking, I couldn't hold back any longer and ejaculated inside her.
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