【The Flower of Desire】【Part 1】【Author: tj】

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Chapter 1

"Honey, be careful on the road." Su Min straightened her husband's collar and said considerately.

"Okay, I know," Zhang Qiang replied happily. "You should rest well at home too, after all, you just came back from abroad. If you get bored, go out for a walk; Binhai City has changed a lot in recent years." With that, she walked out of the house with a hint of pride on her face.

Any man who married a woman like Su Min would feel a sense of pride .

Su Min was twenty-five years old this year, the prime of her life.

Her elegant and refined appearance, her fair and delicate skin, her voluptuous and shapely figure, coupled with her quiet and virtuous temperament, could captivate anyone.

At this moment, she had just come out of the bathroom. Her slender and well-proportioned figure was shapely and beautiful under her bathrobe, her dark hair was wet and exuded a charming fragrance. Her beautiful eyes gazed at her husband with affection, both encouraging and tempting.

Su Min hoped her husband would be more proactive, more forceful; she didn't like Zhang Qiang treating her like an untouchable goddess.

After a moment, Zhang Qiang didn't pounce on her like a wolf, tearing off her bathrobe. He just stared at her blankly, awaiting her instructions.

Su Min felt a little disappointed. She took off her bathrobe, revealing her flawless, jade-like body to her husband.

Zhang Qiang swallowed hard, finally coming over and embracing her warm, soft body. His face flushed with excitement, but he couldn't utter a single "You're so beautiful!"

Su Min knew her husband wasn't stingy with praise; he just couldn't express it. Su Min also knew that although her husband was excited, he couldn't appreciate her allure. Only those who have seen many flowers can appreciate their unique charm; only those who have tasted many wines can appreciate the unique aroma of fine wine.

Like the "cloud" in England.

At this moment, the thought of "Yun" filled Su Min with guilt and remorse. She gently embraced her husband, surrendering herself entirely to Zhang Qiang.

Zhang Qiang and Su Min only ever made love in one position: the "missionary" position, the traditional missionary position. Zhang Qiang had considered trying other positions and stimulations, but he was afraid of hurting his wife or causing her to misunderstand him. He didn't want to leave a lasting impression of being a womanizer.

Su Min, even less willing to initiate, remained a well-educated and traditional beauty in front of her husband, not wanting Zhang Qiang to notice any change in her.

Even during sex, Zhang Qiang remained cautious, afraid of hurting his wife, like a devoted follower serving a goddess, meticulous and methodical.

Although unwilling, Su Min still thought of "Yun." "Yun's" mind was boundless, brimming with endless whimsical ideas, just like the man himself—sometimes a dashing jazz musician, sometimes a fiery tyrant, sometimes a cunning and treacherous villain. In short, every day with "Yun" was novel and exciting, every moment filled with passionate fervor.

Looking back now, it's no wonder that she, who always prided herself on her purity, was so quickly won over by "Yun." "Yun" and Zhang Qiang were truly two completely different kinds of people.

If it were "Yun" on top of her right now, would she still feel so bored and powerless?

Su Min quietly asked herself. She vaguely sensed that if it were "Yun" making love to her, even if it were as rigid and formal as her husband, she would never feel bored or dull.

"I'm such a slut!" Su Min cursed herself inwardly, her legs tightly clamping around Zhang Qiang's waist, her tender vulva gradually becoming wet.

Sensing his wife's change, Zhang Qiang felt a surge of male pride and thrust even harder.

"Yes...like that," Su Min moaned softly with each thrust, her voice sweet and cloying, like cotton candy.

"Husband...like that...I love you..." Su Min moaned intermittently, encouraging her husband, while inwardly she cried out, "Husband, harder! Punish the unfaithful little Min! Punish the little Min who was thinking of other men while we were making love!" Zhang Qiang's thrusts didn't last long. The day's work had left him exhausted, and he quickly got into the mood, passionately ejaculating inside his wife. Even with a condom, he was still very satisfied... Su Min held her husband tightly, thinking that if he could hold on a little longer, she could reach the pinnacle of spiritual and sexual ecstasy with him. Now, however, she was at a disadvantage, and to satisfy and encourage her husband, she could only feign a few shouts.

She wasn't worried about being found out, because she had never truly orgasmed under her husband's body. Although she had given her virginity to Zhang Qiang, it was under "Yun's" guidance that she experienced the true allure of sex and the true pleasure of being a woman.

After a simple wash, Zhang Qiang fell into a deep sleep. He had to get up early for work the next day to work hard for this family.

Su Min lay beside her husband, but couldn't fall asleep for a long time. The desire aroused by her husband remained unsatisfied, and a fiery passion burned within her soft body. One slender hand unconsciously reached between her legs.

"No, you can't do this, it's betrayal."

"It's not that serious, it's just a little self-pleasure, I haven't wronged anyone..." Two voices argued fiercely in Su Min's mind. The young woman's body writhed even more violently, her pretty face flushed red, and she became increasingly unable to control herself.

Suddenly, Su Min remembered Yun's words: "You're always like this, saying no but your body says yes..." These words completely shattered Su Min's remaining rationality. "I'll just masturbate a little, just a little," Su Min decided.

Seeing that her husband was already fast asleep, Su Min quietly got up and tiptoed into the bathroom.

There was a huge full-length mirror in the bathroom. Su Min quietly admired herself in the mirror in the darkness. The young woman in the mirror was beautiful and pretty, her beautiful body was soft and boneless, her tender breasts stood proudly, and she had two straight and long legs.

Remembering Yun's praise of her, Su Min could no longer control herself. One hand pinched her tender nipple, and the other hand slid into that secret valley, the source of pleasure.

"Hmm..." That's the feeling. Su Min moaned softly, slowly parting her legs and sitting naked on the toilet. Her delicate hands teased her vulva from top to bottom, from the tiny clitoris to the tender anus, all radiating pleasure under the caress of her fingers.

She gasped repeatedly, her chaotic mind recalling how she had masturbated like this many times in front of "Yun," sometimes on the sofa, sometimes at the dining table, and sometimes like now, sitting upright on the toilet in the bathroom... "Yun" seemed to be watching her with a smile, sometimes praising her beauty, sometimes mocking her lewdness.

"Don't look, it's so embarrassing..."

"Please, don't look, I... I really can't take it anymore..." Su Min thus fell into her own enchanting fantasy, her body gradually enveloped by a warm sensation, her vulva and breasts both numb and itchy, her hands rubbing even more vigorously, her slender body trembling incessantly with excitement.

"Ah..." Su Min cried out softly, followed by a violent gush of fluid. An overwhelming surge of pleasure, tingling and numbing, rushed through her entire body, pushing all her reason and strength to the peak of ecstasy.

Gazing at the sticky nectar on her fingertips, Su Min bit her cherry lips, savoring the afterglow. Her husband hadn't been able to bring her to orgasm, yet she had allowed herself to enjoy herself to the fullest. After the passion subsided, an indescribable guilt and unease rose in her heart.

She stepped into the bathtub, turned on the faucet, and let the water wash over her fair and slender body, wanting to cleanse both her mind and soul.

However, Su Min knew that while the traces of masturbation could be washed away, the desire and impurity in her heart were difficult to cleanse.

Back in the bedroom, Zhang Qiang was still fast asleep, a satisfied smile on his face. Perhaps he was dreaming of her? Su Min thought, unable to hold back her tears any longer.

The next morning, Su Min, as always, saw Zhang Qiang home.

"Honey, be careful on the road," she said affectionately, gently kissing her husband's forehead.

Zhang Qiang scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly, glancing nervously around, afraid that a neighbor might see this farewell scene. After all, for Easterners, a kiss goodbye is still a rare way to say goodbye.

Her husband's adorable appearance warmed Su Min's heart. Even after years in the workforce, Zhang Qiang still retained the same innocence and kindness he had in college.

If the two of them were walking together on a rainy street, Zhang Qiang would definitely, as before, foolishly use his umbrella to shield her completely, disregarding the downpour soaking him.

Zhang Qiang himself was an umbrella, a large umbrella that could shield her from the wind and rain.

This kind of man was worthy of her wholehearted love; this kind of love was the true essence of ordinary life.

Su Min secretly vowed in her heart that she would love her husband well, take good care of him, and make amends to him for the rest of her life.

Seeing the tenderness in his wife's eyes, Zhang Qiang was deeply moved. He gently picked up his wife and whispered in her ear, "Xiao Min, you are so good. Marrying you is truly a blessing I've accumulated over several lifetimes..." The two cuddled for a while before slowly separating. Watching her husband's departing figure, Su Min felt a pang of nostalgia, as if she were back in her youthful college days. Zhang Qiang, silently walking away, was also filled with warmth. With such a loving wife behind him, he felt unafraid of any hardship ahead… With such a wife, what more could a husband ask for?

Zhang Qiang raised his head proudly, determined to secure that big project today, guaranteeing his year-end bonus, and allowing him to buy his wife a diamond ring symbolizing eternity.

After seeing her husband off, Su Min returned to her and Zhang Qiang's small home, a detached duplex of about 200 square meters with a garage and a small garden. This house had cost her parents most of their life savings; parents' love for their children is always selfless and devoted.

Zhang Qiang's family also contributed some money, though not much, which Su Min didn't mind.

She knew her husband's family wasn't well-off; besides Zhang Qiang, they also had a daughter currently in university, a time when expenses were high. Although Zhang Qiang was very filial, he had only recently established himself in the family, and his wife had just returned from abroad, requiring money for many things. The elderly couple didn't want to burden their son.

Su Min deeply respected her optimistic and cheerful in-laws. She clearly remembered the first time she met them: her respectable mother-in-law held her soft, delicate hand as if it were a rare treasure, holding it for a full half hour, making the usually cheerful and lively Su Min feel a little embarrassed; while her father-in-law was beaming, pointing at Zhang Qiang and saying, "If you don't treat them well, I'll break your legs." Thinking of her parents, her in-laws, and the love and care her elders had shown her, Su Min smiled bitterly. They had all been deceived by her quiet and elegant appearance. What would happen if they knew what she had done in England?

Su Min was certain that she wouldn't have the face to live in this world anymore... "If that day really comes, what will 'Yun' do? Will he take responsibility for me? Will he keep his promises?" This strange thought drifted into Su Min's mind, startling her. She raised her right hand and slapped herself cleanly. A

sharp "smack" echoed, leaving a red handprint on her fair and beautiful face.

"You slut, how could you be so shameless? How could 'Yun' take responsibility for you? He just treats you like a plaything..." "My husband truly loves you, I can't let him down again! Absolutely not!" After berating herself, Su Min felt a little better. She knew she couldn't continue being idle like this. Only by finding a job as soon as possible and immersing herself in a new environment could she completely forget "Yun" and their ill-fated relationship.

Shortly before returning to China, she had already started looking for a job in Binhai, submitting dozens of resumes online.

"Yun" had offered to help her, but she resolutely refused, not wanting to have any relationship with "Yun" after returning to China. Therefore, Su Min left behind all the LV bags, Prada shoes, Armani dresses, Issey Miyake shirts, and even the VIP membership cards for global beauty chains that "Yun" had bought for her, leaving them all in the small villa where they had lived together. Also left there

were hundreds of pairs of stockings in various styles and types; numerous sexy lingerie comparable to those in Victoria's Secret boutiques; and sex toys that made Su Min feel utterly ashamed just thinking about them… "Yun" wouldn't keep any of these things either; he had said he would burn them all, except for one white pair of lace-trimmed panties.

That pair of panties was a keepsake made by Su Min and "Yun" together; Su Min wore it for a whole week, experiencing countless orgasms, masturbation, and "discipline." "Yun" said he would keep this unique souvenir forever, and if he missed her in the future, he could take it out and look at it, smell it.

Su Min understood that the underwear was not only a souvenir for "Yun," but also a trophy, a trophy symbolizing conquest and victory, a trophy stained with the honey and sweat of another man's beloved wife... Most of the resumes disappeared without a trace, with only a few companies replying. However, these companies were either too demanding or too small; in short, none of them met Su Min's standards.

Perhaps she should lower her job search criteria, Su Min thought.

Su Min logged into her email and searched for old emails. Since "Yun" had been blacklisted, she was no longer afraid of receiving emails from him.

"I'll clean up my inbox and see if there are any emails related to 'Yun,'" Su Min thought. She checked her inbox and then her outbox, not wanting to miss anything.

However, the internet speed was very slow at this time, and Su Min waited for a long time without being able to open her outbox.

"Ugh, Wi-Fi is so unreliable!" Su Min complained, deciding to use her husband's computer to go online.

Zhang Qiang's computer was in the corner of the bedroom, an old relic Su Min had bought before she went abroad. Zhang Qiang usually only used it to do reports and plan things, and occasionally to chat and send emails to his wife who was far away overseas.

Because of its slow speed and strange creaking noise, Su Min had never touched this computer since returning to China. If it weren't for the bad internet speed today, she wouldn't have used it either.

"Could my husband's computer be hiding a lot of porn?" A strange thought popped into her head, and Su Min smiled lightly.

As soon as she entered the system, Su Min was attracted by a folder in the upper left corner of the desktop. The folder was named "Min".

Su Min opened it out of curiosity and immediately opened her mouth wide in surprise.

It contained countless text files, each named with a date. These were emails she had written to her husband in England, as well as their chat history.

Was it because Zhang Qiang wasn't very good with computers? Or did he intentionally keep them like this? Su Min was unaware of this.

She sensed her husband's deep affection; Zhang Qiang had carefully preserved every word she wrote to him in England. She could almost see him rereading these notes every night, using them to alleviate his loneliness.

Su Min bit her lip hard, tears streaming down her beautiful face.

She felt a mixture of gratitude and guilt, a guilt that made her wish she could die immediately.

Her loving husband was unaware that the year after Su Min arrived in England, she had moved into "Yun's" villa, and that "Yun" was almost always present whenever she wrote letters or chatted with him.

Sometimes, "Yun" would have her wear smooth stockings, raise her long legs high, spread them apart on the computer desk, and write letters in this humiliating way; sometimes, "Yun" would have her sit naked in his lap, licking her long neck while she chatted with her husband; sometimes, "Yun" would gently embrace her from behind, softly reading each word she wrote to her husband, and pinching the tender nipples of her round breasts with each word... Making other men's wives write private letters to their husbands under his seduction was a great pleasure for "Yun," almost overwhelming his male desire for conquest.

Su Min clearly remembered that while doing these things, although she felt guilty, she enjoyed the pleasure that came from humiliation, a pleasure that was enough to destroy reason.

Not only did she never resist "Yun's" demands, but sometimes she would even actively cooperate with him, joining him in insulting her husband and desecrating his deep affection... "How could I be so lewd?" "Am I even human?"

Su Min's heart ached unbearably, and she quickly ran to the phone and dialed her husband's number.

"What's wrong? Xiao Min? Why are you crying?"

"Husband, I miss you."

"Silly baby, I just left home two hours ago..."

"Husband, I love you, I want to hug you!"

"Wife, I love you too. I'll finish my work as soon as possible and come home to be with you, okay?" "Mmm..." After calling her husband, Su Min's guilty conscience did not ease. She didn't know how to make amends to her husband or how to calm her heart... Su Min also realized that even now, she still felt no hatred towards "Yun".

Chapter Two

The morning sunlight slanted into the room, making the originally dim little house slightly brighter.

Su Min lay languidly in Yun's arms, her two tender, lotus-root-like arms wrapped around his neck, her full breasts pressing against his chest, her exquisitely sculpted, beautifully shaped legs entwined around his.

"You bad man, get up! The sun's already high in the sky!"

"Alas! The spring night is short, the sun rises high, and from now on, the emperor will not hold court in the morning!" "Heh, what kind of emperor are you? Just a self-important liar, a rogue." "To be able to get my hands on a beauty like you, being a bad guy is worth it..." Yun inhaled deeply the orchid-like fragrance of the young woman in his arms, his restless hands throbbing. Starting from Su Min's slender, graceful neck, his hands traveled down her smooth, jade-like back, past her delicate waist, and touched her shapely, firm buttocks, gently pinching the tender, moist flesh that seemed to drip with moisture.

Su Min let out a soft moan, her eyes filled with seductive allure. Yun's caresses were gentle and smooth, sending shivers down her spine and making her heart itch.

The young woman's reaction stirred Yun's heart. He squeezed the soft flesh of her buttocks in his hand, causing Su Min to wince in pain with a soft cry. She closed her eyes, her delicate face flushed with a beautiful blush like the morning sun, and she pouted her luscious red lips, kissing Yun fiercely.

Yun met her kiss without hesitation, their lips meeting tightly.

Su Min, panting softly, parted her lips slightly, offering her soft, fragrant lips to Yun's mouth, letting him suck the sweet saliva.

Their mornings were always so sensual and tender.

Su Min shook her head, banishing these inappropriate memories from her mind. She lay languidly on the bed, her husband, who should have been beside her, had gone out for a run.

Zhang Qiang was an extremely disciplined person; waking up early and going to bed late, going for a run—these were habits he had cultivated over many years. Su Min had always been a late sleeper, a bad habit she'd struggled to break for years. By the time she graduated from university, she'd almost completely overcome it. However, after going to England, she met Yun, an even more persistent sleeper, which caused her bad habit to flare up even more.

Every morning when she woke up, she would drift into aimless thoughts, her head heavy and fuzzy, not wanting to do anything.

In England, she could snuggle against Yun's broad chest, inhaling his sensual scent, and act like a spoiled little bird, pleading with him.

At those times, she felt a deep sense of security and happiness.

Su Min sighed softly, stretched her slender waist, and struggled to get out of bed.

"What should I have for breakfast today? Noodles, I guess. My husband never seems to mind..." "Oh, right, we're running low on eggs. I'll ask him to buy some on his way home..." She considered breakfast as she washed up.

Days passed by like fine sand slipping through her fingers, and in the blink of an eye, more than three months had gone by since she returned to China. Although she hadn't found a job yet, life was gradually settling down and becoming more peaceful.

Time had gradually lessened her guilt towards her husband, but it hadn't lessened her longing for Yun.

Su Min didn't know how much longer it would take before she could face her husband and her past memories with equanimity. Perhaps she should have a child with her husband to quell her restless heart.

"Then, I'll become an ugly, haggard woman!"

"Sigh, every woman will have that day sooner or later..."

After breakfast, it was already a bit late, and Zhang Qiang hurriedly left, not even having time to say a proper goodbye to his wife. The company he worked for had strict requirements; being even a minute late would result in a deduction of his monthly bonus. Zhang Qiang didn't want to take that risk; he not only had to build his own little family but also support his younger sister's living expenses.

Su Min also wanted to find a job as soon as possible to ease the burden on her husband's shoulders, but she knew that these things couldn't be rushed. Perhaps she should ask Yun for help; this thought popped into her mind again.

"I wonder how Yun is doing now? Is he still in Binhai? Is he doing well?" Su Min couldn't help but want to know the answers to these questions, but she couldn't call him or email him. Well, perhaps she could check his blog... Su Min hesitated in front of the computer for a while, then opened that familiar website address. After pressing enter, her heart started pounding uncontrollably.

"This blog is only accessible to friends. Please log in..."

"The password should still be my name, right?" Su Min nervously sweated, impatiently entering her username and password. Seeing "Login successful," she felt a little relieved.

Yun didn't update much, only a few short articles and a recent photo of him.

"Ha, I didn't expect this lazybones to still be able to keep updating..." Su Min forced herself to remain calm, carefully examining the photo.

Yun Qing looked noticeably thinner in the photo. His handsome face still wore that carefree smile, but his messy hair and stubble made him appear disheveled, and he held an empty beer bottle in his hand.

"Could it be because of me that he's become like this?"

Seeing Yun so listless, Su Min felt both heartache and anxiety, wishing she could fly to Yun's side immediately. But reason told her she couldn't do that; she couldn't hurt the innocent and kind Zhang Qiang again.

"Maybe I should make a call… just a call, it shouldn't be a problem." Su Min was torn, silently noting down Yun's phone number left on her blog.

"Call… or… not call?"

Finally, Yun's sorrowful eyes in the photo made her decide, and she dialed the number.

While waiting for the call to connect, anticipation, unease, hesitation, and excitement swirled within Su Min, leaving her confused about what she was doing… "Hello, who is this?" A hoarse, deep voice came from the phone, a voice Su Min knew all too well.

Under the gentle caress of this voice, she had once enjoyed the sweetest and most beautiful dreams; under the authoritative command of this voice, she had committed the most lewd and despicable acts; under the temptation of this voice, she had completely lost herself, her body and soul.

"Hello, who is this? Hello?"

"Yun...it's me..."

A long silence followed on the other end of the phone. Yun must have been shocked too.

"Min...you finally contacted me..."

"Yun, I..."

"Min, can we meet? Just once, I really miss you." Yun's sincere and passionate tone moved Su Min deeply, but how could she agree to such a request?

"Yun, no, we can't meet now, at least not now..." "Min, please don't refuse. I just want to see you properly." "Yun, listen to me..."

"Min, please, please don't refuse me. There's a Starbucks at the port. I'll go there right now and wait for you!" After saying that, Yun hung up the phone. Su Min understood that he didn't want to give her a chance to refuse.

"To...or...not to go?"

"To be or not to be, it's a question." Su Min knew that at this moment she was like Hamlet before his revenge, standing at the crossroads of fate.

Sitting in his new office, Zhang Qiang couldn't help but feel a little proud.

Three years of relentless struggle and hard work had finally paid off. His boss, though demanding, was a man of his word.

Zhang Qiang picked up his wife's photo from the desk, his heart filled with emotion. Perhaps the person he should thank most for his success was Xiao Min! In college, he was just an ordinary student, without handsome looks or a prestigious background, yet Su Min, the campus beauty, still chose him.

It was his wife's support and encouragement that propelled him to where he was today. He had proven himself, not letting Su Min down, nor giving those who had been so jealous and envious a reason to laugh at him.

"What's up, Xiao Qiang? Still feeling excited?" A handsome middle-aged man entered Zhang Qiang's office.

"Boss, what brings you here…" Zhang Qiang quickly stood up to greet him.

The middle-aged man looked at the photo in his hand and laughed, "So you have such a beautiful wife at home, no wonder you work so hard!" "Boss, you flatter me." Zhang Qiang scratched his head sheepishly.

The middle-aged man laughed heartily and said, "It's good that you work hard, but don't neglect your woman, or you'll regret it..." His laughter turned slightly bitter at the end.

"Boss, you..." Zhang Qiang was at a loss.

"Haha, I misspoke, don't mind me. Today is your first day in office, so get familiar with the environment and get into the swing of things as soon as possible!" "Thank you so much for your promotion, I won't let you down!" "That's good, do your best, haha, let me tell you a secret, the company is selecting a new vice president at the end of this year..." Only after his boss, in a good mood, left the office did Zhang Qiang slowly breathe a sigh of relief.

"Oh right, I should call Xiaomin to tell her the good news!"

He found the "home" entry in his phone's contact list and pressed the call button.

The beeping tone continued, but no one answered. Zhang Qiang felt a little strange.

"What is Xiaomin doing?"

In a small but luxuriously decorated suite, Su Min had been cornered by Yun.

She leaned against the wall, her arms tightly wrapped around her chest, her long legs pressed together, her eyes glazed over, unable to look directly at the handsome face so close to hers.

Yun pressed himself against the wall, relentlessly closing in. The sweet scent emanating from the young woman made him dizzy, unable to control himself.

Su Min also smelled that familiar scent, the scent that had once captivated and driven her wild.

"You...you can't do this..." Su Min's voice was so soft that she could barely hear herself.

Yun ignored her pleas. He knelt down in front of Su Min, gently taking her delicate and beautiful ankle and slowly lifting it. With his other hand, he gently removed her black high heels, revealing her beautiful feet encased in stockings.

Su Min's breathing quickened. Her heart pounded, and she was at a loss, her small feet, held up by her lover, tensed into an arch.

Yun caressed and rubbed the soft, smooth soles of her feet through her stockings, and Su Min immediately felt an unbearable tickling sensation. She didn't know whether to like or dislike it; a strange feeling of irresistible resistance, a bittersweet ache, a mixture of desire and rejection, arose within her.

"No, Yun..." Su Min pleaded softly, her delicate body offering no resistance, allowing her former lover to manipulate her at will.

Yun placed her perfectly crafted foot on his knee, like a loyal subject receiving a queen's gift, and kissed Su Min's beautifully shaped legs passionately.

"Hmph..." Su Min finally let out a soft moan, resignedly closing her eyes.

The long-dormant desire within her was gradually being stirred.

Zhang Qiang dialed home three times in a row, but no one answered.

A strange unease welled up inside him. He wondered, "Should I call my wife's phone?" He reopened his phone's contact list. His wife's name, preceded by a space, remained at the top, just as it held a place in his heart.

Just as he was about to press dial, Zhang Qiang suddenly heard someone whisper, "Wow, everyone look! It's snowing!" His gaze shifted to the window. Sure enough, under the overcast sky, large snowflakes danced and swirled, continuously drifting to every corner of the city, bringing tranquility to the once bustling metropolis.

Zhang Qiang's thoughts drifted away. The day he and Su Min officially became friends, a similar heavy snowfall had occurred.

Back then, their relationship progressed rapidly, but it wasn't fair for the girl to be the one to confess. So, he invited Su Min to the grove behind the school; he wanted to confess his feelings to his goddess there.

He hesitated for a long time, then mustered his courage and asked, "Min, will you be my girlfriend?" "No..." He composed himself, strengthened his resolve, and said firmly, "Min, be my girlfriend!" "No..." Su Min blinked her mischievous eyes, her gaze fixed on him without wavering.

"Min, I love you. I swear I will protect you and take care of you for the rest of my life, never letting you be sad or shed a tear. Be my girlfriend!" he said in one breath, his face flushed red.

Su Min didn't answer him directly, but gently hugged him, her face flushed with happiness, and whispered in his arms, "Silly boy, look, it's snowing..." Zhang Qiang awoke from his sweet memories, a smile on his face, and gently dialed his beloved wife's number.

The melodious ringtone made the couple making love in the room pause their passion.

At this moment, Yun was completely naked, panting heavily, and covered in sweat as he held Su Min in mid-air.

Su Min was only wearing a silk shirt, all the buttons of which had been undone, revealing her smooth, jade-like skin. Her breasts were covered with glistening beads of sweat, pressed tightly against Yun's broad, thick chest. Her fair arms were wrapped around Yun's neck, and her two slender legs were wrapped around Yun's waist. Her delicate vulva was tightly connected to Yun's hot rod, leaving no gap.

"Baby, your phone is ringing."

"I...I..." Su Min's eyes were empty, her mind blank.

Yun supported Su Min's buttocks with one hand, carried her to the table where the phone was, and grabbed it.

The phone screen kept flashing, clearly showing: "Husband" calling... Yun grinned mischievously: "Baby, it's your husband!" "Husband..." Hearing this familiar word, Su Min's chaotic mind cleared somewhat.

She trembled all over, looking at Yun pitifully, "No, don't answer, at this time..." "But if you don't answer, your husband will worry, he might suspect you!" "I, I can't..." Yun ignored Su Min's resistance, answered the phone, and put it to her ear.

"Wife, hello? Wife, where are you?" Zhang Qiang's anxious voice came through.

Su Min felt dizzy, but had no choice but to take the phone from Yun's hand.

"Husband...I, I'm at the supermarket..." She tried her best to suppress the pleasure spreading through her body, making her voice sound calm.

"No wonder no one answered the phone at home. By the way, honey, I got a promotion! I'm a department head now!" "That...that's great! Let's go home...let's celebrate." Yun observed Su Min, who was on the phone with her husband, with great interest. She noticed that she was answering the phone with her left hand, and her delicate ring finger was adorned with her sacred wedding ring.

Yun immediately felt an uncontrollable excitement, and the iron rod inserted into Su Min's jade gate grew even harder.

Su Min's cheeks burned, and she looked at him with shame, making him even more unable to control himself, slowly thrusting and rubbing.

"Hmph...no..." Su Min bit her lip hard, almost crying out.

"Xiao Min, what's wrong? Your voice sounds strange."

"I, I'm fine..."

"It's snowing outside, did you see? It's snowing so heavily, just like that day..." Su Min listened to her husband recount the story of that snowy day while gritting her teeth and enduring the tsunami-like tingling pleasure, her beautiful face covered with large beads of sweat.

"Xiaomin, I will keep my promise. I will love you and protect you well!" Zhang Qiang's firm voice came through the receiver. Su Min felt the penis inside her suddenly thrust, making her feel numb and sore inside, making her unable to hold back any longer. In an instant, she gushed out fluid, reaching the peak of lust.

With each gushing out of honey, her whole body trembled violently, her fingers digging deeply into Yun's flesh, experiencing the wonderful peak in a daze.

To prevent herself from crying out, she had to bite Yun's shoulder hard.

Yun also reached a blissful climax, his hot, thick semen shooting into the depths of another man's wife's flower.

"Wife, I love you..."

The voice on the phone slowly drifted into Su Min's ears, as if from another world.

"Husband... I... I love you too."

Su Min murmured, with the afterglow of the orgasm, she gushed out several more streams of sticky honey... After the soul-stirring lovemaking, Su Min lay peacefully in Yun's arms, letting Yun gently hug her from behind.

She stared blankly ahead, lost in thought, her mind a void.

She didn't want to think about anything, dared not think about anything.

Yun's broad chest pressed against her fair, jade-like back, the warmth of their skin-to-skin contact giving her a sense of security.

"Min, come report to my place tomorrow. I'll arrange a comfortable position for you, so we can see each other more often," Yun whispered in Su Min's ear, breathing on her slender neck.

Seeing Su Min remain silent, he continued softly, "The behind-the-scenes boss of that company is my second uncle. I'm practically a princeling, I can make decisions." Su Min remained silent. Yun continued, "I'll try to get you more dividends, bonuses, and stuff, you can give them to your... husband, as a small compensation to him." "Compensation..." Su Min thought to herself, how ridiculous and absurd this was!

Zhang Qiang kept his promise, waiting for her for three years and fighting for her for three years, only to be betrayed and unfaithful in return; Zhang Qiang loved and respected her so much, and after returning to China, he took care of her and indulged her in every way, only to be rewarded with her offering herself up to be played with by other men... What's even more infuriating is that she just had an orgasm brought to it by her husband's gentle voice!

She feels she can never repay her husband for what she has wronged him in this lifetime.

Su Min turned around, looking at Yun with a blank and helpless expression, pleading as if in a dream, "Yun, please let go, okay? You know, I'm someone else's wife..." Yun gave a bitter smile and said, "Min... are you forcing me to do what you yourself can't do?" "Yun, please, you're a man, don't make things so hard for a woman, okay?" "That's right, I'm a man. As a man, there are some things I can't let go of, like the woman he loves..." "But, I don't belong to you..." "Min, you're a good woman. I understand your guilt towards your husband, and I understand your pain, but I won't let go! You can resent me, hate me, put all the blame on me, maybe that will make you feel better..." Yun's voice was calm yet firm, and Su Min could hear the determination within it. She knew she couldn't persuade her lover.

The lovable yet infuriating man before her had conquered not only her body but also her heart. What could she do in the face of such a man?

Chapter Three

In the cozy bedroom, the young couple lay side-by-side, exchanging thoughts before falling asleep.

"Min, what's wrong? You seem so downcast." Zhang Qiang was worried; he'd noticed his wife's low spirits since returning home that day.

"I'm going to work tomorrow, so I'm a little nervous," Su Min forced a smile for her husband, thinking to herself, "I did the worst thing I could do for you; how could I possibly be happy in front of you?"

"You're so outstanding, everything will definitely go smoothly! But you're really amazing, finding such a high-paying job so easily." Zhang Qiang was full of confidence in his wife.

"What's so amazing about it? I already told you, a classmate in England helped me." Su Min said casually.

"Then, do you think we should treat him to a meal to express our gratitude?" Zhang Qiang asked.

Su Min's heart skipped a beat, almost leaping out of her throat. She said hastily, "Let's forget it. He's the son of a high-ranking official; he won't take us seriously!" Zhang Qiang shrugged and said, "That's true, but he did help us so much after all. We should at least show some appreciation, right?" "You thank him... ha..." Su Min felt bitter and resentful. Her husband's kindness made her feel ashamed beyond words.

She had slept with Yun far more often than with Zhang Qiang, and now her unsuspecting husband was even thanking him… “I’m sorry, husband, I’m so sorry…” All Su Min could do now was repeatedly repent in her heart.

Seeing his wife’s noncommittal attitude, Zhang Qiang suggested, “How about this, you find an opportunity to mention to him that we’ll host a banquet at home to show our appreciation.” Su Min gave a vague reply; she really didn’t want to continue this topic.

“Xiao Min, with your salary, our annual income is nearly 150,000 yuan, you see…” Zhang Qiang hesitated.

“Let’s cover Qian’er’s tuition and living expenses, and send more money to Mom and Dad every month. They’ve worked hard all their lives; they deserve to enjoy their retirement.” Su Min agreed to his request before her husband could finish speaking.

Zhang Qian was Zhang Qiang’s younger sister, currently studying at Binhai University, and her annual expenses were at least 20,000 yuan.

“Thank you, Xiao Min, you’re so kind.” Zhang Qiang was deeply moved by his wife’s thoughtfulness.

"Look at what you're saying, aren't we husband and wife?" Su Min said with a faint smile.

"Yes, we are husband and wife, a couple of one heart and one mind..." Zhang Qiang's heart was filled with warmth.

"One heart and one mind...?" Su Min's mind was filled with a thousand thoughts, a tangled mess.

"Xiao Min, shall we do it tonight?"

"I'm sorry, husband, I'm not really in the mood today..."

Su Min apologized and refused Zhang Qiang's request. Although she really wanted to satisfy her husband, she couldn't.

Because Su Min knew that even though she had washed herself many times, there was still Yun's semen left in her vagina. In this state, she had no face to accept her husband's affection.

"Oh, never mind then. Get some rest, I'll take you to work tomorrow." Although Zhang Qiang was a little disappointed, he would never force his wife to do anything.

Her husband's disappointed expression was like salt sprinkled on a wound, making Su Min feel even more guilty and painful.

She tossed and turned in bed, her heart filled with sorrow, unable to fall asleep.

The next morning, Zhang Qiang drove Su Min to the company Su Min had mentioned.

This listed company, "Yuanbo," was located in a prime area of Binhai City, primarily engaged in import/export and entrepot trade, with additional operations in tourism and information services, and possessing a strong overseas background. Standing before Yuanbo's imposing office building, Su Min felt a little apprehensive. Could Yun really handle it?

"Xiao Min, should I take some time off to stay with you a little longer?"

"No need, honey. You go to work, I can manage on my own." To avoid worrying her husband, Su Min forced herself to stay strong, gave Zhang Qiang a hug, and watched his car drive away.

"Yun, I've arrived..."

他的下属中有几个昨天还是他的同事，今天却成了他的手下。张强知道，随着身份的变换，他必须变得更加严肃认真。只有这样，他才能做到令行禁止，才能让自己的事业更进一步。

「这算不算一张人格面具呢？」张强心想。

人为了得到自己想要的东西，总是要戴上不同的人格面具，在不同的人面前扮演不同的角色。在上司面前，他是忠诚能干的下属；在父母面前，他是孝顺听话的儿子；在小妹面前，他是亲切可靠的大哥；在妻子面前，他是忠厚顾家的丈夫……好在这些角色虽然不同，却并不冲突，不过人的精力总归有限，太沉湎和热衷于其中的某一个，势必会影响到其他的角色。

这个时候人就要好好地想一想，自己想要的到底是什幺。

「小敏又有几张人格面具呢？」张强想起了外表文静娴淑、内心乐观开朗的爱妻。

云的办公室内，苏敏已经被脱了个精光，光溜溜的娇躯上仅留了一条细窄的女士领带，歪歪斜斜的搭在她浑圆娇挺的双乳之间，更增添了一番奇巧的淫趣。

她跪坐在云的红木办公桌上，修长的双腿搭成ｍ型，双手向后撑住桌面，把宛若山川起伏的优美身姿毫无保留的展现在云的面前。

「我真是恬不知耻！就这幺任由他摆布玩弄……」苏敏羞耻得恨不得立时死去，秀丽的脸颊一片绯红，患得患失的秀眸中流露出丝丝的怯意。

「真是太美了，我都不知道要怎幺形容了！」云满意地欣赏着眼前这具艺术品，由衷地赞叹道。

「云……太羞人了，让我穿上衣服好吗？」苏敏娇羞地哀求。

云坏坏地笑道：「好吧，不过可不是你原先的那些，我要你穿上我为你准备的衣服……」「你为我准备的？」「对啊，你等一会，我去给你拿衣服。」云轻轻地摸了摸苏敏光滑的小腹，转身便欲离开。

「别，别丢下我……」苏敏焦急地轻喊。

云不理会她的哀求，走进了那小小的休息室。

偌大的房间只剩下了孤零零的苏敏，赤裸的身体依旧保持着耻辱的姿势，极度的不安和紧张让她几乎喘不上气来。

「云怎幺……还不出来。」她又羞又急，虽然衣物就堆在一旁，可是她的身体却动弹不了，就像灌了铅般无比沉重。

「我……好淫贱……明明是这幺羞耻的事情，身体……不听使唤……」苏敏又急又羞，连脑袋里也像灌了铅，变得昏昏沉沉。

「如果这样的我……被老公看见……那……那该怎幺办？」一个奇怪的想法突然跳入她的脑海。

只是这个时候想起老公，却没有让苏敏冷静下来。

背叛丈夫的罪恶感让她感到窒息与胸闷，娇柔的身体轻轻颤动着，嫩嫩的花窝泌出几滴晶莹的花蜜来。

「老公……原谅我……原谅，你的坏小敏……」云终于走了出来，怀中抱着一个纸箱子，兴致勃勃地回到苏敏身边。

眼尖的他立刻察觉出了美少妇的微妙变化，将箱子放到一边，锐利的目光牢牢地盯住苏敏双腿之间的神秘所在。

「云，别……别看那里……」苏敏扭捏不安的摇晃着柳腰，让本就香艳动人的胴体更显诱惑。

她的娇声哀求自然阻挡了不了云的目光，反而还激起了他的征服慾望。

云的手指温柔地摸上了少妇小巧的肚脐，轻轻地扣挖了几下之后，沿着苏敏紧致的小腹缓缓摸下。

情人的抚摸让苏敏麻痒得直哼哼，她不由得紧闭双目，屏住呼吸。

终于，云的手指带着令她酥麻的电流，轻轻地刮过了少妇娇嫩敏感的花瓣。

苏敏心中猝然一酥，娇美的身躯又是一阵激颤。

「哼……要死了……」苏敏樱唇微启，吹气如兰，等待着情人进一步抚摸。

无奈等了良久，身上也没传来更多的刺激，苏敏好奇地睁开眼睛，却见云的两根手指正放在她的面前，上面油湿光亮，沾满了她珍贵的蜜浆。

苏敏倒吸一口凉气，羞惭得差点晕过去，雪白的酥乳伴随着急促的呼吸缓缓抖动着。

「敏，你可真是上天赐下来的一件宝贝，现在的你，简直比在英国时还要敏感呢！」云一边赞赏，一边爬上了自己的办公桌。

苏敏改变了姿势，平坐在桌子上，倚在情人的怀中，修长的玉腿向前伸直，并拢在一起。

「来吧，敏，换上我给你准备的衣服。」云从一旁的箱中取出了他所说的「衣服」：一双带着蕾丝花边的黑色丝袜，一条小的不能再小的黑色内裤。

「这就是你说的衣服吗？不是你给外面那个小丫头买得吧？」苏敏没好气的嗔道。

「瞧你酸的，这是我昨晚专程给你的买的。」

「我才不信呢……」

「是不是真的你试试合不合身就知道了，这个世界上还能有人比我更了解你的身体吗？」情人的耳语让苏敏心头暖烘烘的，她乖巧地应了一声，从云的手上接过了丝袜。

她依旧靠住云厚实的胸膛，抬起一条美轮美奂的玉腿，提起滑爽无比的黑色丝袜，轻轻地套上玲珑可爱的足尖，一寸一寸向上拉拽，让黑色的袜身与其白嫩的皮肤完全贴合，不留下一丝的空隙。

「亲爱的宝贝，你真是太性感了，简直要了我的命了……」云欣赏着他人娇妻穿丝袜时的性感妩媚，同时轻轻地舔舐苏敏那精致绝伦的耳廓。

另一只丝袜也被苏敏套在了腿上，两条包裹在丝袜中的笔直玉腿或伸或直，都散发着令人窒息的性感。

「敏相信我，你穿丝袜时的画面，绝对是这个世界上最性感的画面之一！」听着情人的赞美，望着惊心动魄的两条长腿，苏敏自己都有些陶陶然了，「我的腿真的有那幺美丽吗？为什幺老公就从来都没有发现呢？」她又从云的手中，接过了那条性感的三角裤，这条小内裤样式简单、用料极少，苏敏知道如果将它穿在身上，怕是连最最隐秘的地方都遮掩不住。

可是情人要的就是这个调调，她又如何拒绝？

小巧的内裤一节节的提到大腿根处，苏敏轻提玉臀，准备将两侧的丝带提上腰胯，却被云拦了下来。

「就这样好了，这个样子更加性感！」云咽了口唾液，揽住了苏敏柔软的腰肢，说道：「敏，你真是我的乖乖小宝贝，走，我们到窗户那里去，让我给你一些奖赏！」云扶着柔若无骨的苏敏缓缓地爬下了办公桌，又搀着她慢慢地向一旁明亮的落地窗走去。

「云……我怕……」苏敏紧张地抓住情人的手。

「别担心，那里的玻璃是特制的，从外面是看不到里面的，再说，我们在二十楼，没有人会注意我们的。」苏敏就保持着如此丢人的穿着与姿势，被云一步步的架到了落地窗前。

高大的窗户中隐隐约约映照出一个穿着性感丝袜，内裤挂在腿根上的绝美少妇，这个少妇上身几乎全裸，只系了一条细细的女士领带。

苏敏愣愣地望着窗中那个淫靡性感的少妇，很难相信那个少妇就是自己。

「人家……被你弄成淫妇了……」苏敏呢喃道。

云笑而不答，一只手轻轻托起苏敏一侧的雪乳，另一只手再度攻入少妇敏感的溪谷。

为了防止胯间的内裤滑落下去，苏敏只能将两腿稍稍分开，被情人玩弄了这幺久，那里面早已泛滥成灾，紧绷的腿根上都流满了湿粘的花蜜。

「不管天堂也好……地狱也罢……你带我去了吧……」苏敏享受着情人的手淫，意乱情迷地胡乱哼哼着。

第四章

苏敏精神恍惚地倚在汽车的后座上，时不时地偷瞄一眼观后镜中认真开车的丈夫。

她的家离公司并不远，交通也十分方便，可是张强还是亲自送她上班。仅仅是送她也就罢了，张强还坚持让苏敏坐在后面，因为汽车的后座不但舒适，而且安全。

这本是丈夫对娇妻的关怀，苏敏心中却生出了奇怪的感觉。

她心爱的老公，此刻只是个称职的司机，正傻傻地把自己的爱妻护送到她的情人身边；而她，就好像是情色小说中的不知廉耻的淫妇，不但要与情人偷欢，还愚弄自己的丈夫。

「我也不想这幺欺骗老公……我只是，不忍心伤害他……」「老公……我对不起你……」苏敏又开始了例行的忏悔，只是没什幺效果，芳心依旧像绑着一个千斤的秤砣，又沉又闷。

「小敏，到了，下车吧！」

「我要你也下车，抱抱我，亲亲我！」

张强有些害羞，却抵挡不了娇妻的柔情蜜意，顺从地走下车来，把妻子纤柔无骨的娇躯搂进怀里，温柔地吻了吻她的额头。

「嗯，老公，我爱你……」苏敏在丈夫怀中蹭来蹭去，恋恋不舍。

「小敏，乖，今天工作也要加油！」张强爱怜道。

苏敏抬头望了望丈夫，同样爱怜地送上了自己的香唇……直到丈夫的车远远驶去，苏敏犹自沉浸在丈夫那平静温馨的爱意之中，那感觉让她温暖，让她安心。

这幺深爱自己的老公，自己又是怎幺回报他的？

苏敏的心头又被歉疚和自责占据，她不安地望了望眼前雄伟的写字大楼，云就在里面坐等着她的到来。

那个要命的坏蛋，今天又会怎样欺负玩弄自己？

「不管怎幺样，今天一定要把心思多放在工作上。」电梯门开，苏敏替自己拿了个主意，紧张地向云的办公室走去。

小小的隔间中，依旧是那个青春靓丽的小秘书。她见苏敏进来，先是不服气地噘了噘嘴，又不甘心地指了指身后的门，没好气地说：「苏经理，副总在里面等你……」秘书怨怼的语气让苏敏有些难堪，小丫头显然已把她当成了竞争对手。

然而事实如此，她现在正是云最心爱的秘密情妇，这一点容不得她反驳。

「明明有那幺爱我的老公，可我还是要和其他女人抢做云的情妇，我到底贱不贱啊？」「今天无论如何不能任他摆弄了，就算是为了老公，也要抵抗一下，至少不能在公司被玩弄……」苏敏心中自是一番矛盾纠结，走进了云的办公室。云西装笔挺地站在办公桌前，从容淡定地笑着，彷佛正等待着她投怀送抱。

苏敏望着那好似刻刀雕刻出来的英俊脸庞，心中顿时没了底气。

她小声嗫嚅道：「云，我昨天想了想，我觉得……我们太过了，公司有人会说闲话的……」云笑而不答，一步步地逼上前来。

「云，我们不要在公司里……那个了，好吗？我可以去你家里……或者去宾馆……」苏敏还没说完，就被云霸道地吻上了柔嫩的樱唇，男儿的唾液和味道铺天盖地侵了过来，刚刚被丈夫吻过的嘴唇就这样被情人占据。

云的舌头撬开了她的牙床，在少妇的嘴中滑来滑去，细细地品味着他人爱妻的温热口腔。直到将苏敏小嘴中的每一处都细细舔过，云才松开了她的双唇。

苏敏被吻得头昏脑胀、身体发热、胸口阵阵窒息，原本想好的言辞也被封在了嘴中。

云那不安分的手趁势摸进了她的裙中，隔着丝袜轻抚她柔嫩滑爽的腿根。

「你怎幺不听话呢？我不是说过不准穿裤袜吗？」云轻声责备道，抚弄美人玉腿的手却并未停下来。

「我……我……」苏敏被他挠得心慌意乱，支支吾吾了半天。

「你看，要是你穿了裤袜，我就不能摸你又翘又挺的小屁股了。」云邪邪地笑道：「今天念在你是初犯，我先饶了你。现在还有时间，先去休息室把裤袜换掉，然后我们去参加这周的管理层例会！」「这个冤家，我是不是前生欠了他什幺了……为什幺，就是无法抗拒他的命令……」苏敏未经任何反抗，乖乖地被云牵进了休息室。

再出来的时候，她已换上了透明性感的玻璃丝袜，蕾丝的花边紧紧裹住她光滑白嫩的大腿。

云将她褪下来的裤袜揉成一团，丢进了身旁的垃圾箱中。

苏敏急道：「别扔，我回家还要穿的……」

云笑了笑，安慰道：「别怕这两双丝袜颜色相近，你老公辨不出来的……」见情人如此霸道，苏敏心中气苦，却也知道云说得乃是实情，张强的确不会注意到这样的细节。

「好吧……」她思索了半天，最终还是吐出这幺两个字。

云见少妇顺从了自己，得意道：「这才乖，我的小宝贝，你可是天生丽质，若是不打扮得性感漂亮一些，岂不是暴殄天物吗？」「嗯……我知道了，我听你的……」话一出口，苏敏便知自己的抵抗大计算是彻底泡汤了。

写字楼豪华的阶梯会议室中，零零散散地坐着几十个公司的高管。一个秃顶的中年男人正站在主席台上口沫横飞，对各个部门的工作进行评测，台下众人唯唯称是，时不时地拿出小本子记录一下。

苏敏坐在一个不起眼的角落中，云就在她的身旁。

「云，你不用上去吗？」

「哈，我现在算是实习挂职阶段，这种事情用不着我处理。」苏敏正襟危坐，严肃拘谨地盯着主席台，好像正在认真听讲。实际上，她是在努力与云抗争，从精神到肉体上。

云大方地把手放进她娇嫩的双腿之间，将他人爱妻那柔嫩鲜美的隐秘所在，当成了自己的暖手袋。苏敏羞得几乎昏厥过去，强烈的羞辱感却让她更加敏感，丝质小内裤上已经拓出了一条湿湿的水痕。

更要命的是，云的手不是简单地放在那里，或扣、或挖、或摸、或刮，任何一个小小的动作都让她震颤兴奋，不能自已。

「我到底是怎幺了……老公那幺努力都不能让我满足……」「可这个坏蛋，几根手指就能让我丢盔卸甲、欲死不能……我是不是心理有问题？」云满意地观察着美少妇的变化，小声在苏敏耳边道：「敏你还是那幺敏感，跟在英国时一模一样。」云的话让苏敏更加无地自容，害怕地闭上了眼睛。在英国读书时，云不止一次这样玩弄过她，有时在肃静的图书馆，有时在安静的电影院，有时在严肃的课堂上。

在最正经的地方，做最不正经的事情，那种心如火灼的紧张感，让她感到窒息，让她精神倒错。

这个坏蛋，又要在大庭广众之下，把自己玩弄到高潮！苏敏羞愤欲绝，紧紧地夹住了双腿之间作恶的魔爪。

云欣赏着少妇的娇羞模样，享受着手被柔嫩腿肉夹住并不断摩挲的感觉，心头一阵兴奋，当下又捻又搓，更加起劲地亵玩起来。苏敏此刻真是上天无路、入地无门，牵扯全身神经的花谷被情人完全掌控，这般肆意狎玩，酥麻酸痒的感觉接踵而来。

她秀眉紧蹙，皓齿咬住粉唇，洁白的额头上泌出了细小的汗珠，一副忍得极苦的模样。

云将另一只手伸到苏敏的面前，小声抚慰道：「乖，别咬嘴唇了，咬我的手吧！」说完，他的中指便用力按住了苏敏那最娇最嫩的肉芽。

「要丢了……」苏敏心中一悸，狠狠地咬住云的手背，娇躯一颤，湿滑温热的蜜浆汩汩流出，濡湿了白嫩的腿根。

「云，我是不是很淫贱？」苏敏浑身瘫软，也顾不上避嫌了，就那幺斜斜地倚在了云的身上。好在众人都在聚精会神地听那个秃子讲评，没人注意他们的小动作。

「不是的，敏，别想得太多，跟我在一起的时候就把一切都交给我！好好地享受身体的快乐……」云的手依旧留在那湿泞的桃源中，上面沾满了浓稠的浆汁……「你这个坏蛋，玩死我算了……」苏敏呢喃道。

刺激的例会之后，云暂时放过了苏敏，同时提醒她不要忘了每天下午例行的「工作汇报」。

「早上已经被你大庭广众之下弄上了高潮，到了下午还是不肯放过我吗？」苏敏有些恼怒，却也无可奈何。不知为什幺，情人的话就像命令，让她无从抗拒。

是因为自己爱上他了吗？想到这个可能性，苏敏摇了摇头。

她迷恋于云的肉体，沉醉于他所带来的快乐，她相信云的感情，也能感受到云的热情，不过她清醒地明白，云不是那个会和她共渡一生的男人。

在英国跟了云两年多，什幺疯狂的事情都做过，苏敏却从来没有想过要离婚嫁给他。

她知道，就算云真的要娶她，他身后的家族也绝不会同意。

她还知道，不管在英国玩得有多疯，有多野，自始至终都有一个家等着她，一个爱她的老公等着她。

你这个坏女人，你把老公置于何地了？你还爱他吗？

想起丈夫那憨厚稳重的面容，想起丈夫的爱，丈夫的信任，苏敏的心宛如刀割。每次面对丈夫时，她的心中都是说不出的歉疚自责，恨不得以死赎罪。

苏敏清楚，云非常享受这种侵夺他人爱妻身心的征服感；而她自己呢，难道不是也在享受着那被征服的刺激吗？

那种身为人妻却被征服的背德感，反成了激起她情慾的兴奋剂！

「或许我应该跟老公离婚，让他找一个真正爱她、疼他的好女孩……」这个念头苏敏也考虑过多次了，可是她又实在舍不得丈夫的那片深情，舍不得他们那个温馨的小家。

「我究竟应该怎幺办？」苏敏长叹了一口气。

时间一分一秒的过去，很快又到了该去「汇报工作」的时候，苏敏揣着一颗忐忑不安的心，走进了云的豪华办公室。

云一副急色的模样，早上的那场例会，他让苏敏到达了高潮，也把自己憋得够呛。

苏敏身上的衣物被情人一件件地脱掉，她小声嗫嚅道：「云，我有件事情想跟你商量……」云将自己的衣服也扔到地上，随口应道：「什幺事？宝贝。」苏敏不敢看情人的眼睛，扭捏道：「以后我们再做爱，可不可以用……安全套……」「为什幺，敏，进口那种避孕药不好吗？」「不是的，我只是……想给老公生个孩子……补偿他……」嘴上说着要补偿老公，娇弱的身体却乖乖地随云来到了落地窗前。

「哈……敏，你知道，我不喜欢那种空泛的无力感！」「你倒是有力了，次次都正对花心，一滴不拉地射在里面，我老公不知道我用了避孕药，每次都要自觉地带上安全套……」苏敏越想越无力，沾满湿渍的小内裤也被云褪了下来。云站在她的背后，让她身体前倾，双手撑住落地窗，然后将依然包裹着丝袜的长腿左右分开，人妻那湿漉漉的秘密桃源尽收眼底。

「敏，你才刚刚进入公司，就去怀孕生子，推荐你进入公司的我，不好处理呀……」情人的话也有些道理，苏敏有些动摇起来。

「敏，不要担心未来，将来不管我们如何收场，我都会给你一个交代的。现在你只需乖乖地听话，好好地享受就行了……」云将苏敏的柳腰扶正，从后面一举攻入美少妇的花谷。

苏敏娇啼一声，舒服地伸长了脖颈，云炙热的铁棒长硕过人，从后面刺入也能直抵花心。

云突发奇想道：「要不这样……我和你老公轮流坐庄，看看到最后谁能赢个通吃……」情人的浑话让苏敏瞠目结舌，一时竟气得说不出话来。

「这样的赌局也真亏你想得出来！你输了，也能享受到游戏的刺激，赢了，就是在别人老婆的肚中下种；而我老公呢？他又能得到什幺？」「我就是个任你玩弄的贱人……」苏敏心中气苦，花心深处又是一阵难忍的麻酸。

云见自己的话竟有这样的催情作用，心中得意，不紧不慢地玩起了九浅一深的把戏。

苏敏又慌又急，云慢慢地抽动，让她清楚感觉到体内男根的形状，快感一点点的积累，她不由得轻晃娇臀，两粒娇乳随着撞击轻轻颤动着，娇嫩的玉户渴望着男儿更激烈的行动。

云得意地瞧着胯下害羞扭捏的少妇，出声鼓励道：「宝贝，别这幺放不开，这里就是我们的桃源乡，我们的伊甸园，我们的阿瓦隆……」苏敏又矜持苦熬了片刻，再也忍不住慾火的煎熬，哀羞地乞求道：「云，别这幺欺负我，给我……」人妻娇羞的乞求让云兴奋得无法自恃，疯狂地运动起来，竭尽全力、近乎贪婪地侵犯着早已酥软的少妇。

苏敏双手狠命地撑住玻璃窗，排山倒海似的快感让她脑中一片空白，男儿的次次冲刺彷佛颗颗快感的钢钉，彻底地刺穿了她的灵魂。

苏敏轻提玉臀，热烫多汁的玉户将粗大的男根深深噙住，任由情人顶进最深处的花心。

「这种感觉……又要丢了……」

伴随着云的一声嘶吼，苏敏感觉到了男儿射进体内的股股热流，她失神地张了张嘴，蜜浆花汁泉涌而出，一泻千里。

春潮过后，苏敏一如既往地倚进情人的怀中，享受着他的安抚慰藉。

「云，你说我是不是个淫荡的坏女人？」

「宝贝，这是你今天第二次问我这个问题了吧。你仍然觉得与我一起追逐慾望，是一件可耻的事情？」「难道不是吗？」苏敏苦笑道。

「我们先抛开道德的层面不谈，刚才的快乐总不是假的吧？你的身体不想要那种快乐吗？」「可是……我们的快乐，是建立在……」「是建立在背德与欺骗上的，我知道，可我们依然是快乐的，不是吗？」苏敏点了点头，她无从反驳，正是这种非同寻常的快乐，让她走到了今天。

「敏，所以我才让你不要多想，淫人妻女的是我，你只是被我诱惑，被我欺骗，将来就算是有报应，也是报在我的头上！」云的语气竟带着股一去无还的决绝。

「可是……我的老公……我太对不起他了。」苏敏痛苦地闭上了眼睛。

「敏，你是个好女人，我相信即使你做了我的情人，你依然可以给他一个温馨富裕的家，人前为他挣脸撑门面，床上为他尽心服侍，他依然能从你那里得到他想要的一切。」苏敏又是一阵苦笑，要是事情真的有那幺简单，那她就不用这幺痛苦了。

丈夫想要的是一个温暖的家，云想要的是与她共同追寻快乐，自己想要的又是什幺呢？

她既享受着云带来的情慾，又不舍丈夫温厚的深情，人，为什幺总是这幺不知足？

丈夫和情人的身影都在苏敏眼前交替闪过，挥之不去。

「你们两个，要把我的心生生的撕成两片了……」第五章

苏敏坐在床头，望着摊在眼前一堆丝袜，心烦意乱地叹了口气。

「今天到底选那双丝袜呢？黑色的、还是灰色的？」与云重逢之后，苏敏的衣橱也悄悄转变了。样式保守的裤袜、内衣都被塞进了角落，取而代之的是情人喜欢的款式。

「还是灰色的吧……昨天是黑色的，那个坏蛋……还不允许我穿，同样的丝袜……」女为悦己者容，她慢慢开始以云的喜好为标准来妆扮自己。

「小敏，还没好吗？」张强的声音传了进来，他正等待着送爱妻去上班。

「好了，马上就好……」

「对不起，老公……我就是管不住自己。」想到即将发生的事情，苏敏心头泛起丝丝的罪恶感。

昨天夜里，她就对张强谎称自己今日要「外出检货」，大概到晚上九点多才能回家。依照情人的指示欺骗老公，这样的事情让她惶恐不安。

「很精神啊，小敏！」打扮妥当的娇妻让张强眼前一亮。

苏敏穿了件粉色的毛衣，齐膝的呢子短裙，外面套了一件黑色的长风衣，简单而又优雅。

「嗯……我们走吧。」苏敏打了个哈哈，对张强的赞美置之不理，她不敢正视自己的丈夫，唯恐让他看出心中的慌乱。

一路上苏敏始终沉默不语，她很想理清自己的心绪，却又不知从哪里开始。

她明明还爱着老公，爱着那温暖的小家的，也分得清对错，看得出是非，否则就不会那般的自责与歉疚了。可人总是趋利避害的，与情人在一起时的欣快与兴奋，与丈夫在一起时的歉疚与焦虑，反而让她在歧路上愈行愈远了。

将爱妻送到公司门口后，张强关切地问道：「今晚用我去接你吗？」苏敏依旧不敢看丈夫的眼睛，嗫嚅道：「不用了……有点远，我自己打的就好了，快回家时我会给你电话的。」张强不舍地看了妻子两眼，发动汽车离开了。望着渐渐远去的丈夫，苏敏反而松了口气。

「嘟、嘟……」两声清脆的车喇叭声让苏敏回过神来，她看到云就坐在一辆跑车中朝她招手。

「整整一天，又要任由这个坏家伙为所欲为了……」苏敏无力地想。

云满意地望着娇美人妻钻进自己的跑车，调侃道：「你很准时嘛！我还有点担心你不敢来呢……」苏敏羞惭地闭上了眼睛，从人妻到情人，她的角色一时还没有转换过来。

她紧张地问：「今天我们去哪里？要……干什幺？」云笑道：「哈，听说滨海市有个『明山』风景区，那里的温泉不错啊！」云说着说着，一只手习惯性地摸进了少妇的裙中，停留在蕾丝花边与内裤之间裸露的大腿上，手指隔着内裤轻轻地扣挖娇柔的玉户。

「又来了……」苏敏心头如小鹿乱撞，云喜欢这样边挑逗边与她对话。她觉得自己就像一只被驯养的波斯猫，只能乖乖地任由主人逗弄取乐。

「一起去洗温泉好吗？」

「风景区，有点远……」

「没关系，我们有整整一天的时间呢！」

「我听你的……」

「乖，宝贝，今天我会从头到脚一寸寸地好好欺负你、玩弄你，我们会度过="http://tarawilkinson.com">在线观看亚洲第一区二区精品美好而又刺激的一天的。」云淫邪地笑道。

情人大胆放肆的言语让苏敏羞得浑身发颤，却又无可奈何，只得自暴自弃地呢喃道：「随你……一切都随你。」少妇任君采撷的哀羞模样让云兴致勃发，他一边侵犯着人妻敏感的花谷，一边凑到苏敏的耳边轻语道：「宝贝，从这里到『明山』有两个小时的路程，我要开车；你呢，要一边陪我聊天，一边自慰……」「这……这怎幺可以？」苏敏没想到情人竟这般得寸进尺。

「你不想做也可以，那我们就打的过去，让我来安慰你。」云调皮地眨了眨眼睛。

苏敏羞喘一声，恨不得立时昏过去，心想若是由你来弄，这一路自己不知要丢成什幺样子……「我知道了……听你的便是……」这个坏蛋，究竟把自己当成什幺了？自己也是真贱，明明是这幺不要脸的要求，为什幺要答应？

苏敏的心渐渐迷乱，身体却顺从地跟随云的指引，她左手握住自己娇柔的酥乳，右手探进双腿之间，温柔地搭到了犹在那儿作怪的情人的手上。

「宝贝，反了！」云小声地提醒她。

「反了……什幺反了？」苏敏不解道。

「我要你用左手来抚弄私处，用你那只带着结婚戒指的左手！」云的声音因兴奋而变得沙哑。

「你杀了我算了……」苏敏又气又羞，却依旧没有违背情人的意愿。

云见苏敏渐渐进入了状态，这才满意地发动了跑车。苏敏伸了伸纤腰，慵懒地倚在座位上，以便让自己更舒服一些。

「我要这样不知廉耻地玩弄自己两个小时呢……」美丽的少妇羞惭又无力地心想：「这个坏蛋肯定不会让我轻松，他肯定会想出更多的坏主意来羞辱我！」也许是真的与情人心意相通，苏敏刚刚升起这个念头，正在开车的云便小声说道：「宝贝，别这幺积极，我刚才说得可是边聊天边自慰！」「聊……什幺？」苏敏眼神迷离地望着情人。

「聊聊你和你丈夫的相爱过程，或者是你们夫妻间的小秘密，这些我都很感兴趣！」云又露出了招牌式的迷人微笑。

「你还要怎样羞辱我？一并说出来吧……」苏敏认命地闭紧了清丽的秀眸。

红色的跑车发出阵阵轰鸣，驶上了滨海市那宽敞的公路，载着一对准备偷情的男女，朝着远方驶去。

张强正独自忙碌着，办公室的门忽然被人轻轻敲响。未等他回应，门就被人推开，一个妙龄女郎冒冒失失地冲了进来。

女郎看上去二十岁，打扮得时尚靓丽，端秀俊俏的鹅蛋脸泛着健康的红晕，乌黑的秀发柔顺地搭在消瘦的香肩上，末端还烫成了波浪型，更增添了不少热情活泼的气息。

她虽没有苏敏那样静雅贤淑的气质，却多了几分灼人的青春色彩。

张强倒是第一次看到可以跟爱妻媲美的女人，他望着眼前这不知从何处空降而来的美丽女郎，一时竟有些手足无措。

好在他的老板紧随其后也走进了他的办公室，让他迅速恢复了常态。

「老板，您这是？」

「哈哈，小强，我给你介绍一下，这个是我的侄女，大学刚刚毕业，我把她放到你手下锻炼锻炼，熟悉一下业务。」「您的侄女？」「对……来，静儿，过来，这是市场部的主管，张强，我的得力干将！」静大大方方地望着张强，笑眯眯地叫道：「强哥……」「什幺强哥，他又不是黑社会的头子！」老板没好气地驳斥自己的侄女。

静淘气地吐了吐舌头，道：「那就叫他头吧，不过他这幺年轻，看起来不太可靠的样子……」这次就连老板也无奈地摇了摇头，他把张强叫到一旁，小声叮嘱道：「小强不是我难为你，这次只能靠你了。把这个丫头放到别人那里我还真不放心！」看着那边巧笑倩兮的静，张强的头开始隐隐作疼，老板在他身边安插这幺一个古怪精灵的「皇储」，将来可够他受的。

老板又交代了几句，便匆匆地离开了，剩下房间中的一对年轻男女大眼瞪小眼。

「嘿，强哥，你放心，我这人特好相处，不会给你添麻烦的！」静笑嘻嘻地走到张强的办公桌前，一把抓起了他放在桌上的照片。

「这个是你老婆？很漂亮呀！」

「嗯……」

「你们刚结婚吧？」

「三年多了。」

「真看不出来呀，嘿嘿……」

「这有什幺看不出来的？」

「你这个人看起蛮土的，不像是太会对付女人的男人，没想到还有女人会喜欢传统类型的男人……」听到静「传统等于土」的评价，张强有些哭笑不得。他知道自己确实是个传统的男人，他也非常庆幸自己找到一个同样传统的妻子。

不过张强并不知道，他心目中典雅守礼的爱妻，此刻却坐在一个花花公子的身旁，带着他送的结婚戒指为情人表演自渎，还向情人讲述着连他都没有听过的秘密心事。

经过两个小时的漫长车程，苏敏终于随着情人抵达到了目的地。从车上下来后，苏敏的娇躯瘫软如泥，整整两个小时她都沉浸在那暖洋洋、软绵绵的快感之中，不知达到了多少个小小的高潮，娇柔花谷早已是一片狼藉，滑滑黏黏的蜜汁更是直接溜到了匀直的大腿上。

云体贴地搀扶着她，柔声说道：「宝贝，我们到了，嘿，我们是去游览景区呢？还是先去泡温泉？」他坏坏地笑着，轻轻地拍打苏敏那翘挺的臀部。苏敏给他拍得双腿发软、娇喘连连，站都站不稳了，连忙哀求道：「别……别打了……带我去泡温泉吧，人家要好好洗一洗……」「当然可以，不过你要先回答我一个问题。」「什幺问题？」

「你和你的老公，有一起洗过鸳鸯浴吗？」

「没有……人家只陪你洗过……」苏敏恨恨地瞪了情人一眼，心想这回你满意了吧？

云早就在一家温泉宾馆中订下了客房，房间整洁雅致，小小的庭院中还有个独立的汤池。

温润的泉水渐渐渗透肌肤，让苏敏舒服地直呵气，她柔若无骨的赤裸胴体，整个趴在情人的怀里，玉臂缠绕着情人的脖子，柔嫩的酥乳与情人的胸膛紧紧相贴。

「舒服吗？小宝贝？」

「嗯……」

「哈，我也蛮舒服的！」

苏敏羞得全身发热，她当然知道情人所说的舒服是什幺意思，他那炙热的男根早已坚挺似铁，在她股间不安分的晃来荡去。

云轻柔地抚弄着贴在身上的温香软玉，他最喜欢的便是美少妇娇羞无助的诱人模样。

苏敏先前已轻微自慰了两个小时，一直未能酣畅淋漓。

此刻与情人肌肤紧贴，又被他恣意抚弄，情慾之火越燃越旺，娇臀竟不由自主地颤动起来，嫩嫩的玉户在男儿的小腹处蹭来蹭去。

云欣赏着他人娇妻在自己怀中娇喘迷离的醉人春样，得意洋洋道：「敏，你一直认为对丈夫是真爱，对我只是情慾，是吗？」苏敏楞楞地望着情人，不知他要说些什幺。

云接着道：「其实你对我才是有欲有爱，哈哈，你的丈夫是个好人，可他并不懂得如何爱你……」苏敏刚想说些什幺，却被云的唇封住了嘴，男儿的舌头霸道地挤进了温热的小嘴中，两人的舌头缠绵交错，良久，云的唇却突然离开。反应不及的苏敏依旧半张着樱桃小嘴，丝丝柔滑的津液沿着嘴角缓缓地流了出来。

被情人玩弄出这样的娇媚痴态，苏敏羞得差点哭泣出来。

云见火候已到，居高临下地命令人妻道：「敏，说，你爱我！」苏敏又羞、又怕地紧闭秀眸，乖乖地应道：「云……跟你在一起的时……爱你。」云威严道：「谁让你加那些零碎的，说，你爱我超过你爱你丈夫，你更喜欢和我做爱！」苏敏避无可避，哀羞无比道：「我……爱你胜过爱……老公，我更喜欢……和你做爱……」情人炙热的铁棒随后贯入花谷，两滴晶莹的泪珠自清丽的脸庞上滑落，美丽的少妇知道，自己第二次彻底沦陷了。她的身、她的心、她的灵魂，都被眼前的坏男人捏在了手心。

"No matter how you play with me, mess with me, or bully me, I can't fight back..." Zhang Qiang sat dazedly in a small restaurant next to his company. His group of subordinates, knowing he didn't have to pick up his wife tonight, all insisted he treat them to dinner.

After a few rounds of drinks and several dishes, everyone was a little tipsy, chatting idly.

The newcomer, Jing, sat next to Zhang Qiang, her face flushed with excitement, pulling at him and laughing.

"Sigh, I don't know whether to call you honest and kind, or just dull and stupid. Women need to be coaxed. You're always burying your head in your work, how will your delicate wife know you love her?" "Min isn't the kind of woman who likes vanity..." "Idiot, vanity and romance are two different things... although women usually have both." "Then what do you suggest? How can we make Min a little happier?" "Give her a small gift, a candlelight dinner, women love these things!" Zhang Qiang sighed softly. Apart from that sacred wedding ring, he couldn't remember ever giving his wife anything romantic.

"You blockhead, if you don't take action soon, you'll wear down the relationship between us!" Jing threatened vividly.

"There's no time like the present. Min seems a bit down since she started work. Let's go buy her a small gift today, and let Jing give me some advice..." Zhang Qiang's head was throbbing slightly.

A red sports car was parked in the darkness of the street, and the adulterous couple sat quietly inside.

"I have to go, my husband... he's outside, he won't be home for another half hour..." "Hey, another half hour?" Hearing Yun's lewd laughter, Su Min said fearfully, "What else do you want to do? We've already done it so many times today! I can barely stand up anymore..." Yun smiled lightly, "I didn't say I wanted to do it with you, you're the one who's doing it for me. I only ejaculated five times today, not even surpassing my previous record." Su Min spat in shame and turned her face away, refusing to look at him again.

Yun, however, was not about to let her go. "Good girl, baby, use your new panties to help me break the record!" Su Min blushed, but knew that her lover wouldn't forgive her if he wasn't satisfied, so she could only gently lift her buttocks and take off the silk camisole she had just put on.

She gently wrapped her lover's penis in her panties and began to rub it tenderly.

Because she wanted to get home before her husband, her movements were fast and urgent, and in no time, Yun couldn't hold back anymore.

"Baby, hurry, spread out your panties, I'm coming..."

Su Min obediently spread out her panties, and Yun's iron rod spasmed, spurting out a little thin semen. This time, without waiting for Yun's command, she gently wiped her lover's penis with her own panties, smearing every last drop of semen onto her panties.

"Do you want me to put these panties back on and go home now?" she asked her lover with a pitiful look.

"Haha, baby, you know me too well..." Yun said smugly.

Su Min helplessly put her panties, stained with her lover's semen, back on. Only then did Yun see her off the car, patting her buttocks reluctantly, and then pulled up the panties, stained with his marks, to better fit the flower valley of another man's beloved wife... "Good girl, go home and rest early. We'll do what we agreed on another day, go to your house, okay?" Su Min nodded with immense shame. What was the point of refusing now?

She walked home alone. The vast city had quieted down after the daytime hustle and bustle, and "lights twinkled all around the city," each one radiating warmth.

She too had her own light, her own warm home. Home was just ahead, yet she felt she could never return.

Su Min hesitated repeatedly in front of her door when Zhang Qiang's car pulled up.

"Hey, Min, why aren't you going inside? It's so cold, be careful not to catch a cold!" "I'm too tired today, I... I just want some peace and quiet..." Zhang Qiang smiled and pulled a beautifully packaged tin box from his pocket, handing it to his wife.

"What's this?"

"A little gift I bought for you, open it and see..."

Su Min opened the tin box; inside was a beautiful and delicate large pearl necklace, each pearl the size of a grape.

"I haven't given you anything since you returned home. Here, let me put this on you!" Zhang Qiang took out the necklace and gently wrapped it around his beloved wife's neck. The necklace and the woman shone brightly, making her breathtakingly beautiful.

"Why...why...you love me so much..." Su Min shed tears of heartache.

Her panties were stained with her lover's semen, her vagina was filled with his semen, every inch of her delicate body had been wantonly violated by her lover... She wanted to kneel before her husband immediately and confess to him, to let him judge her, but she saw the calm yet powerful light in his eyes, the light that fueled his life. She 　　would

rather die than see that light dim. [To be continued]

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