The self-indulgent little wife

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There was a time when I looked at Weiwei's slightly tired yet serene and beautiful sleeping face, and repeatedly asked myself, if I hadn't exposed that lie, would things have turned out differently for us? Looking back, perhaps a life without lies is more suitable for us.
Perhaps turning left leads to heaven, and turning right leads to hell, but when you stand at that crossroads, you never know whether the path you choose leads to heaven or hell.
Even angels in the clouds have some who are willing to tear their wings and fall to the mortal world, I comforted myself, looking at Weiwei's sleeping face as if looking at the angel who once belonged only to me.
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After graduating from university, I came to work in H city. Through a friend's introduction, I met my current wife, Weiwei. She is a high school art teacher. From the first moment I saw her, I was deeply captivated by her. Her beautiful face, flowing hair, fair skin, high breasts, slender waist, and long legs made her the focus of every man's attention. What I found even more unforgettable was her slightly fragile yet subtly noble and refined temperament, which made me feel as if an angel had descended to earth and appeared before me.
Perhaps it was truly fate. From our first meeting, we felt very satisfied with each other, exchanged contact information, and had a second and a third date. A year later, I took her hand and walked into the wedding hall, vowing to love each other forever.
Married life was happy. Although she was no longer a virgin when she married me, this did not affect my love for her. And when I unintentionally brought up the topic of her first love, the sadness in her eyes made me decide to protect her for the rest of my life and never leave her.
It was a summer noon. She told me there was an important meeting at school that afternoon, with many experts from other provinces coming to review the proceedings, so she dressed up beautifully and left home for school. Watching her beautiful figure dance in the sunlight, my heart was filled with happiness.
Around four o'clock, a girl called to tell me that Weiwei wanted me to pick her up from work at 5:30. I was in a meeting at the time and didn't think much of it, just mumbled a few words and hung up.
My boss was in a meeting upstairs, but my thoughts were wandering elsewhere.
My wife looked so beautiful today; she must be attracting a lot of men's attention, right? Those high school boys, they're in their adolescence, I wonder if they'll have any bad fantasies about Weiwei? But who cares? Weiwei is my wife now, let them feast their eyes!
My thoughts shifted, and I remembered some unhappy things from before. I shook my head, trying to put those things out of my mind. Weiwei said it was all in the past, why bother thinking about it? But then I realized that since we were rushing to meet work deadlines here, I hadn't picked Weiwei up from school in a long time.
"Hey, what are you thinking about? So lost in thought, thinking about your wife again?" A folder hit me on the head.
"Get lost!" I turned around and found that only the folder's owner and I were left in the meeting room. We had worked on a project together recently, so we knew each other quite well.
I checked my watch; it was only 4:30. I stood up and stretched. "Wow! Why is the boss so quiet today? The meeting ended at 4:30!"
"You idiot, didn't you see the boss is in a good mood today? He said everyone did a good job this time, and the next few months shouldn't be so busy, so our work will be much easier from now on, haha!"
"Okay, I'm going to pick up Weiwei from work." I checked my watch again; it was 5:30. It's okay to go early, right? If she hasn't finished work yet, I'll just wander around the school!
"Oh! You're busy picking up your wife as soon as work gets easier? You're quite the couple!" Acheng teased.
"I'm not trying to be mean, but stop going to those KTVs and stuff to find prostitutes. Just find a proper girlfriend." I looked at him
, amused. "Stop lecturing me. Go pick up your wife, I'm outta here." Acheng made a defiant face and walked out.
"You little rascal, you're not going to find prostitutes again, are you?" I looked at him, a little exasperated. He waved without turning back and left.
I watched him leave helplessly, packed my things, and headed to my wife's school.
After parking, I walked into Weiwei's school, but noticed something was wrong. It didn't look like a teacher from another province had come to inspect! I pulled a student aside and asked, and he said he hadn't heard anything about an inspection. I carefully recalled the phone call, and the girl's voice on the other end seemed to belong to one of the girls in Weiwei's class, but I couldn't remember her name.
I found Weiwei's office, where several teachers were.
"Hey! Xiao Xu, here to see Weiwei?" A female teacher saw me and greeted me with a smile. I smiled and replied, but then I noticed several teachers in the office were smiling at me, their smiles strangely eerie, seemingly carrying a hint of disdain.
"Do you know where Weiwei is?" I asked nervously.
"No, you can ask her in her class!"
At that moment, a young female teacher who was usually on good terms with my husband and me came over and pulled me outside. "What are you doing here?"
"I'm here to pick up Weiwei from work!" I looked at her, a little puzzled. Seeing her changing expression, I instinctively sensed something was amiss. "Xiaoli, tell me the truth, where is Weiwei?"
"You, well, you should go back first!" Xiaoli hesitated. "Go back and ask Sister Wei yourself!"
"A female student called and said Weiwei asked me to pick her up!" I asked impatiently. "What's going on? I just want to know where Weiwei is."
"A girl called you?" Xiaoli's tone suddenly changed, a hint of panic in her voice.
"Yeah! What happened? Tell me!"
"Do you know De Shao?" Xiao Li asked me in a low voice, her voice even trembling slightly.
De Shao!? How could I not know him? It was him who brought back those nightmares from half a year ago. Could it be that Weiwei still has some connection with him!?
"Never mind, judging from your expression, you know. Since they've already called you..." Xiao Li gritted her teeth and said, "Go check the basketball court. Weiwei might be there."
The basketball court again!
I still remember the time Weiwei was forced to go to the basketball court to apologize to De Shao. Although Weiwei kept saying afterwards that nothing had happened, but... I didn't even have
time to say goodbye to Xiao Li. I rushed out of the office building and ran towards the basketball court.
Weiwei, Weiwei, please, please don't let anything happen to you!
When I got to the basketball court, the door opened and a group of people came out. I quickly hid in the shade of a tree and watched them, but I saw Weiwei inside too. My heart broke.
Weiwei emerged, surrounded by several boys. One of them, completely disregarding appearances, grabbed Weiwei and groped her breasts. Weiwei, surprisingly, smiled and thrust her chest forward, welcoming his large hands. The other boys' hands also groped Weiwei's body. The young man, De Shao, had his arm around a petite girl, who was laughing and saying, "This bitch is so slutty, next time don't fuck her in the basketball court, just go to the playground, saves us the trouble of cleaning up." Judging from the voice, it was the girl who had made the phone call!
A girl next to her laughed and said, "Sister Yue, anyway, in the end, this bitch always ends up wiping herself clean with her own underwear. But going to the playground to fuck her is a really good idea, isn't it, Weiwei, you bitch?"
Weiwei's smile froze for a moment, but quickly returned to its obsequious, ingratiating smile. She turned her head and said, "Wherever my masters like to fuck Weiwei, Weiwei is willing and likes it."
My heart felt like it was being slashed by a knife. Was this still my angel? She was being groped by men in public, and even acting like a bitch, saying she liked being gang-raped!
"You slut, hearing about being gang-raped makes your pussy itch, doesn't it?"
"Yes, yes, Master, this bitch is shameless, this bitch's pussy is so itchy," Weiwei responded with a slutty laugh.
"Damn it! So many men just finished with you, and you're still not satisfied," the girl named Sun Yue in De Shao's arms cursed, but suddenly laughed: "Ha! Bitch, while you were being fucked, I called your husband and told him to pick you up from work at 5:30!"
"What?" Weiwei was startled: "No, how can I face my husband like this? I...I..."
"What are you afraid of? It's just that your cunt and stomach have a little more semen!" Xiao Yue laughed, "Oh, I forgot, your underwear was used to wipe the floor, it's covered in semen, and there's a lot on your hair too!"
I looked closely, and sure enough, there were traces of semen on Weiwei's hair!
"You guys, you're already horny after just fucking her! She's covered in semen and you're still touching her like that, it's disgusting!" Xiaoyue cursed at the boys who were groping Weiwei. The boys let out a few nasty laughs but didn't say anything.
"Master, please, let me go wash up, I'm doomed if my husband sees me." Weiwei pleaded.
"You little slut, didn't you say you were willing to let us fuck you in front of your husband when we were fucking you? Why are you pretending to be innocent in front of him now?"
"Um, um..."
"Forget it, forget it, let her go wash up, she's disgusting!" Xiaoyue covered her nose and moved away as soon as she approached Weiwei: "It smells like your semen."
The boys released Weiwei with wicked smiles and slapped her buttocks: "Go on, you bitch, go wash yourself clean and continue being your husband's innocent little wife." Weiwei blushed and quickly walked away along the path.
After they left, I returned to the car, feeling dizzy and disoriented. My Weiwei, my angel, she actually… she actually… And judging from the teachers' expressions, they all seemed to know.
I sat in the car like that until my phone rang. It was Weiwei calling.
“Hey, honey, are you here to pick me up?” Weiwei’s cheerful voice came through.
I forced myself to stay awake: "Almost there. Where are you?"
"I'm at the school gate! Waiting for you, give me a kiss, mmm~"
I walked around to the school gate and saw Weiwei, who had changed into a dress. Suppressing the pain in my heart, I forced a smile and asked, "Wife, why did you change your clothes?"
"Hey, let me get in the car first." Weiwei jumped into the car, sat next to me, and hugged my arm, saying, "Don't even mention it, I got tricked today. The experts didn't come. I thought that outfit was a bit too revealing, so I changed into this dress. Does it look good?"
"It looks good, it looks good, Weiwei looks good in anything." I replied, but in my mind, I pictured her naked, being raped by a boy, wiping the semen off her body with the clothes she had worn that afternoon.
All the way, Weiwei chattered in my ear, but I didn't hear a word. I just kept telling myself: 'My angel, my wife, my Weiwei, was gang-raped by her students like a bitch, and she did it willingly!'
During dinner, Weiwei's phone rang. She glanced at the screen, her expression changed, and she said, "It's a colleague calling, I'll go answer it." She left the table and went to the balcony. I
quietly followed her, but only caught snippets of words: "master," "bitch," "gang rape," and "comfort."
I returned to the table, bewildered. Weiwei came back and, seeing me like this, rushed over, asking, "Honey, what's wrong? Why are your eyes red?"
"Ah, nothing, I accidentally spilled some soup in my eyes while eating. You eat first, I'll go wash them in the bathroom." I pushed Weiwei away, went into the bathroom, locked the door, leaned against the wall, and finally, tears streamed down my face.
Why? Why? Why did Weiwei become like this? I asked myself repeatedly, but couldn't find the answer!
It must be De Shao and the others who forced Weiwei, I told myself, but judging from Weiwei's behavior at the time, she didn't seem to be forced at all.
"Hey, honey, honey, are you in there? What are you doing? Don't scare Weiwei!" Weiwei knocked on the door from outside.
I wiped away my tears, washed my face, and went out. "Silly Weiwei, what are you thinking? I just washed my eyes."
Weiwei hugged me tightly. "Honey, I'm so afraid of losing you, so afraid."
"What's wrong? Did something happen?" I hugged her, wanting to hear the truth from her.
Weiwei was silent for a moment, then smiled and pushed me away. "Silly, I was just joking!" She turned and walked back to the dining table, but in that instant, I saw the hidden tears and helplessness in her eyes.
In the days that followed, I kept an eye on Weiwei's actions until one evening three days later, she was washing dishes when her phone rang. I picked it up and saw that the caller ID was an unfamiliar number. I thought for a moment, then put the phone back and pretended to continue reading the newspaper.
Weiwei quickly came out: "Who is it? Call me now."
I pretended to be engrossed in my newspaper and replied, "I don't know, you'll know once you see."
Weiwei glanced at me, her head buried behind the newspaper, and picked up her phone.
"Who is it?" I asked her.
She smiled: "A colleague, Xiaoli, I'll go pick her up."
She quickly returned, leaning on me and saying, "Honey, Xiaoli asked me to go shopping with her now. I'll be back soon, you stay home and behave." After saying that, she kissed me, changed her clothes, and went out.
Xiaoli? Do you think I don't know Xiaoli's phone number?
I immediately followed her out. Not far downstairs, I saw several boys surrounding her, their hands groping her inappropriately. She giggled and responded to their hands, not resisting at all.
I quietly walked over and overheard their conversation.
"You slut, you called De Shao this afternoon saying you wanted him to fuck you?"
Weiwei blushed and answered.
I looked at Weiwei in disbelief. She actually called De Shao on her own initiative!
"So, do you know what to do if you want Young Master De to fuck you?" a boy asked with a smile, his hand slowly touching Weiwei's buttocks.
"This bitch knows," Weiwei replied softly, "If you want Young Master De to fuck this bitch, this bitch must first be gang-raped by you."
She, she actually asked to be gang-raped! My vision blurred.
They escorted Weiwei into a taxi, and I no longer had the mind to follow them. I returned home in a daze and collapsed on the sofa.
It was almost midnight when Weiwei came back. I looked at her without saying a word.
"Honey, why aren't you asleep yet?" Weiwei gave me a strange look and said, "I'm exhausted, I'm going to take a shower first." After saying that, she ran into the bathroom.
I heard her still lying to me, and for some reason, I rushed into the bathroom, only to see a scene that broke my heart even more.
Weiwei, with her legs slightly apart, pulled a black thing out of her tender little hole and threw it on the ground. I looked closely and saw that it was a black stocking. Then, a large amount of white fluid flowed out of Weiwei's vagina like a small stream. The scene was indescribably obscene and stimulating, but to me, her husband, it was utterly disgusting and made me feel helpless.
Wasn't I angry? I felt I was no longer capable of being angry.
Weiwei frantically raised her head and met my desperate eyes. "Husband, get out, don't look at me, don't look at me..." Weiwei burst into tears, squatted down, and covered her genitals.

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