【The Beautiful and Reserved Wife Who Indulges in Desire】(12) Author: hgu7788

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It's been a long time since I wrote anything off-topic: I initially only wanted to write a short piece of a few thousand words, so the original title was
"My Wife's First 3P". Later, I felt it was necessary to expand it, and it has been interrupted until now. Even I myself
have come to like Ying, W's mother, and Xiaoru, so I'm not surprised at all that some readers say they don't like introducing
anyone other than W, Second Uncle, and "me". But I still feel it's necessary to broaden the setting in order to better showcase the different styles of the three types of wives
I've been promising: ladylike, young mature, and mature woman. For example, suppose all three women
were sexually assaulted by the second uncle. W's mother/Xiaoman would likely resist and refuse, yet simultaneously be dripping with lustful fluids;
the plumpness of her private parts, ravaged by the second uncle for years, is something the other two women lack. Ying's reserved nature would likely keep her
silent and submissive, but this slow-burning nature would eventually lead to a devastating climax. Xiaoru, on the other hand, would
giggle and perhaps even actively seduce the second uncle, using her alluring figure to tease him. For the three women, especially
Ying, to break through and become more lewd, such as accepting oral sex or engaging in group sex, a catalyst
(or perhaps a specific opportunity) is needed. In this section, Yuanyuan should be considered such a catalyst. Furthermore, the newly introduced male supporting character
will not disappoint. Please

forgive the lack of explicit content during this transitional period. The main text states that it has been two weeks since

the author

and his wife returned to their home in the United States, and reflecting on the experiences of this trip back to China, it still feels like
a dream .

People say life in America is "beautiful scenery, but lonely," and it's true. America is vast and sparsely populated, unlike China
where everywhere is crowded and bustling. Our lives are gradually returning to normal: I work nine-to-five,
working on projects; my wife teaches the children at Chinese school every Saturday afternoon. We're usually a harmonious couple,
always in sync .

"Honey, the Mid-Autumn Festival is on the 3rd of next month!" Ying exclaimed.

"Really? Are you going out for a big meal to celebrate?" I asked, my tone questioning.

"Hehe, we won't go out that day, and we don't need to cook at home. The Chinese school is having a party, and there'll be a delicious buffet dinner before
the show !" My wife's eyes were full of smiles.

"Aren't you going? The food at your school's Spring Festival Gala last time was awful!"

"Come on, honey! This time it's a buffet sponsored by Yuanyuan's family,
cooked by a chef from Huanmanner, it's sure to be delicious. Besides... besides, I have to perform!" Yuanyuan is a
friend . Besides attending Chinese school and learning the guzheng with my wife, Yuanyuan's son
comes to my house for an hour each Tuesday and Friday evening. The boy's name is Danny, he's fair-skinned and shy, only eleven or twelve years old. His mother always
picks him up, and over time, Yuanyuan and I have become best friends. According to my wife, Yuanyuan's husband is very wealthy, and she herself
is a full-time housewife. It seems their main reason for immigrating was so her son could attend school in the US. I sometimes
run into Yuanyuan picking up my son. The first time I saw Yuanyuan, I thought I had mistaken her for someone else. Because she looks a lot like
a singer who was once very popular! Later, when I mentioned it to my wife, she only said, "It's not just a resemblance; Yuanyuan is that
singer, and she recognized her too. But don't ask her about it in person; everyone has their secrets.

" "Oh, honey, you finally agreed to perform on stage! Hey, I'll go support you even if I'm hungry!"

"You're so sweet! Here, finish these cherries!" My wife knows that cherries are my favorite fruit. She
bought them, washed them herself, put them on a plate, and then picked out the big, red ones and put them in another clean bowl, pushing it
in front of me. Cherries are not like other fruits, such as apples or pears, which are either sandy or crisp, nor are they like bananas, which are soft.
The flesh of cherries gives a very intimate and delicate texture, like kissing a young girl's lips, or sucking on a beautiful woman
's tongue.

Watching my wife attentively picking cherries for me, while carefully wiping away the water stains on them, my
heart softened.

I got up and walked behind my wife, lifting her chin with one hand and kissing her lips.

"Mmm...uh..." My wife pushed me away, "It's broad daylight, why are you being so indecent again! Sit down
and talk !"

I tried to lift the hem of her skirt, but she slapped it away. Then, I covered her breasts with both hands, "Good
Ying'er, let me pamper you, touch me, I'm all hard here, it hurts!"

"You bad Haozi! I don't want to!"

"Your second uncle is doing this to you, why don't you say you don't want to?" I whispered in my wife's ear, gently biting her
earlobe and licking the back of her ear with my tongue.

"Ah..." My wife exhaled.

"Did he kiss you here?"

"Yes, oh..."

"Here?" I stroked my wife's lips.

"No!" My wife was certain.

"Why not?"

"This is Hao's exclusive territory." My wife began to dazed.

"This is mine exclusive territory!" I pointed to my wife's chest.

"But I just don't want him to kiss me!" my wife said.

"Why?" I pressed.

"If we haven't kissed, I still feel clean inside, at least there's one part of me that's preserved for you."
My wife blushed.

I was surprised by my wife's strange idea: my shy and conservative wife had been played with all over by that rough bastard
, my second uncle, yet she desperately kept a mouth that had never been kissed. I couldn't help but be moved by my wife's deep affection for me. Some say that men love
for sex, and women have sex for love; men can separate sex from love, but women cannot. If this statement
is true, I once suspected that my wife's affair with W and my second uncle was a betrayal of me, at least a temporary one!
But after hearing my wife's idea of preserving the privilege of kissing me, I understood that my wife had achieved a separation of body and soul in her mind through this symbolic preservation
! I captured my wife's luscious lips in a deep kiss, our tongues
conversing , the touch of our tongues and lips like cherries, flesh-flesh-flesh!

"...

Isn't it more enjoyable than when your second uncle fucks you?" In the bedroom, on the bed. I pressed my wife down, thrusting
my hips forcefully as I spoke.

"...Ah..." My wife only responded with a suppressed, low moan.

"Your second uncle's big cock is so thick, it fills your cunt so full, baby, you're wetter than before!"
My heart was filled with love for my wife, the head of my penis sending a warm, tingling sensation through my bones with each rapid thrust, and my mind drifted to my wife's white...
My wife's beautiful body was being fondled and thrust into by my second uncle: sometimes she would moan softly as he thrust his large penis into her,
and sometimes she would cry as he folded her body in half with his strong, rough hands, exposing her plump, luscious vulva for him to lick with his large tongue,
his large penis rubbing and squeezing in.

"Don't say it..." my wife gasped.

"I want to see him fuck me!" I said, turning on the TV screen in the bedroom.
It the video of the night I took my wife to my second uncle's room, which Xiaoru had sent from N state a few days ago. The first time my wife and
I watched it together, she was very awkward, but she gradually opened up over the next few days. This video became an aphrodisiac for our lovemaking.

I paused the video and froze the shot of my wife's buttocks sticking out, with my second uncle's large penis just halfway in.
Then, brushing aside the hair that covered my wife's face, I said, "Baby, I want you to watch."

On the screen, my second uncle's glans was purplish-black and shiny, as large as a chicken egg, brimming with power as if it were about to burst,
piercing into my wife's vagina. The back edge of my wife's vaginal lips tightly gripped the crown of my second uncle's glans, but the two
labia at the lower part of the shaft were helplessly separated by the shaft, revealing the tender, scarlet flesh inside, extremely alluring. At the same time, my wife's kneeling
posture made her vaginal opening appear so long and slender, the enchanting slit so pitiful.

"Ah, so embarrassing! You pervert!" my wife glanced at it and complained, then let
out a comfortable moan, because my penis instantly became thick and hard, and I thrust hard into my wife's honeyed vagina.

I held my wife's back, slapping her large buttocks as I thrust with all my might.

"Ah—, Uncle fucked you! Baby, Uncle fucked your cunt until it's ripe, it's so beautiful inside, I
love you so much!"

Suddenly, a large gush of honey from my wife's honeypot poured onto my penis. "Ah, you perverted husband, no!... "
After the climax, my wife pressed her face against my chest and said softly, "Hao, isn't this a bit much? I'm still a little scared. Could it be that we're too bad, too...degenerate?" I turned slightly and hugged my wife: "Don't think like that." My wife lifted her head from my chest and looked into my eyes, "Hao, let's have a baby! And then live a good life, okay?" "Let me think about it." I hesitated. My wife got up and walked towards the bathroom, saying, "Hurry up and decide before I change my mind." The sound of my phone vibrating came from the table; my wife was calling. I picked up the phone and saw that it was a call from Yangzhou. "Hello, oh, it's Mom. Yeah, Ying's taking a shower." "Ah Hao, you two haven't been back to China for over a year, and your dad keeps nagging you. Have Guan Guan (my wife's nickname) call home. By the way, aren't you coming back anytime soon?" My head buzzed. My wife didn't come home last time she went back to China?! Where was she for the other six or seven days, except for the day I secretly saw ? Was she at my second uncle's villa the whole time? That's unlikely. If that's the case, W should have told me. The shower stopped, and I quickly put my wife's phone back. I pretended to be nonchalant. "Mom wants you to call Dad," I said to my wife. My wife lay comfortably on the bed, my hand casually resting on her waist. "Mmm..." My wife was already fast asleep. I thought about how my wife might have stayed at the villa for a whole week, and she was keeping it from me! And then I wondered if she'd been spending all her time these past few days being fucked by my second uncle, except for eating and sleeping? This body, my beautiful flesh, has been occupied for a week!? I can't sleep. Thousands of miles away on the other side of the Pacific Ocean, Uncle W's villa is closed to the public today. Banners hang inside , proclaiming, "Warmly welcome provincial government leaders to visit and guide our work!" The grand banquet hall is packed with distinguished guests, glasses clinking. The guest of honor is Secretary-General Liu, accompanied by the city police chief and Secretary of the Legal Committee, Pei Tianyong. Other city and district leaders are also present, filling the tables. Township Head Ma and Uncle W are at the lower end, toasting and serving the leaders. During the meal, Secretary Liu is very talkative. Everyone at the table quickly discovers that Secretary Liu is truly talented and capable, and moreover, he is neither arrogant nor pretentious, unlike some high-ranking officials who are overly bureaucratic. On the contrary, everyone enjoys listening to him and hopes he will say more to them. Secretary Liu's conversational skills are extremely skillful; no one feels neglected, everyone feels like they are bathed in a spring breeze. At the same time, somewhere in the villa... "We've finished visiting the school and the resort, let me take you home," W said. "This concerns the future of your second uncle's resort; we can't afford to neglect these people. We have to see this through. You should go home first," Aunt Man said. "Mom! I think we should leave. I think they have ill intentions, especially that Township Head Hua and Director Pei. Wasn't it them who bullied you last time?! This time…" " W! Is this how you talk to your mother?! Do you think I'm a bad mother in your heart?!" Aunt Man's eyes were brimming with tears, her lips pursed, looking at W with a sorrowful expression. W had inadvertently let slip that Township Head Ma and Pei Tianyong had conspired to rape his mother. He knew he had hurt his mother this time, so he quickly apologized and stopped insisting on taking her away. "You should go home first. I'm your mother; I don't need to report to you what I do!" his mother said . The resort's luxurious suite had two rooms, one inside and one outside. The outer room was as spacious and furnished as a luxurious office, with a solid wood oval desk, a large executive chair, and even the Four Treasures of the Study (writing brush, ink stick, inkstone, and paper). At that moment, Secretary Liu was spreading out papers, slowly grinding ink. The door opened, and Aunt Man walked in. "Oh, Xiao Man, you're here. Sit down," Secretary Liu said with a smile, glancing at Aunt Man. Xiao Man had changed out of her business attire and was now wearing a well-tailored cheongsam, her curves particularly alluring . "Mayor Ma and your second brother are so hospitable; I'm very happy. I don't have much to give in return, except for a few . They also asked me to inscribe something for the villa. Xiao Pei said your family has a long tradition of calligraphy, and your calligraphy is excellent; why don't we write together?" Secretary Liu's eyes were full of expectation. Mother hesitated slightly, then resolutely nodded in agreement. W's mother watched intently as Liu Mi took up his brush, his posture becoming as sturdy as a pine tree or a mountain. Coupled loose linen trousers and silver-threaded Tang suit, he exuded the air of a calligraphy master. The next moment, Liu Mi dipped his brush in thick ink and wrote the character "山" (mountain). After admiring it for a moment, he nodded slightly and handed the brush to W's mother, Xiaoman. W's mother took the brush, held her breath for a moment, and then, with a light yet powerful stroke, wrote the character "水" (water).

Then, the two took turns writing the four characters "山水风情" (Shan Shui Feng Qing), with Liu Mi adding the inscription and seal.

"This '山' (mountain) is well-written, powerful and penetrating, truly embodying the spirit of 'immovable as a mountain'," Xiaoman exclaimed, having not so freely
displayed her calligraphy in a long time. The collaboration gave her a great sense of accomplishment, and she had completely forgotten
why had come. Her mood instantly brightened, and she praised in a melodious voice.

"I think the '水' (water) is even better. Lively, spirited, and elegant—truly, women are like water, like beautiful mountains and rivers!"
Liu Mi smiled, his words like warm sunshine.

"The '风' (wind) is even more naturally elegant!"

"Hehe, let's not flatter each other. By the way, since it was done by two people, Xiaoman, why don't you write
your name too?"

"Me? No need," Aunt Man said shyly. "Yes

, yes," Liu Mi said, handing a fine brush to Aunt Man's hand and then holding her
hand in his.

"Should I sign it as Luo Xiaoman?" Secretary Liu stood behind Aunt Man, his right hand grasping her hand holding the pen, and asked
softly .

"No, just write my maiden name." At this moment, Secretary Liu stood behind Aunt Man, his left hand seemingly
caressing face flushed, her body stiffened, and she whispered, "Chenchen, my
nickname is Chenchen, that's what my parents and family call me."

After writing, she put down the pen. Secretary Liu placed his hands on Aunt Man's slender waist. His lips were behind Aunt Man's ear,
sniffing it . Suddenly, Aunt Man turned around and pushed him away.

"I'm sorry, Xiaoman, you're too beautiful. I couldn't resist." Secretary Liu quickly apologized, "Well, I need to
rest now, are you going back?"

Aunt Man remembered what Mayor Ma and Director Pei had told her to serve Secretary Liu well, her heart filled with conflicting emotions,
and she hesitated to speak .

"Don't worry. Go back. See you tomorrow morning. If you need anything, just let me know." Secretary Liu had calmed
down and regained his confidence, speaking softly to Aunt Man.

Aunt Man nodded and left apologetically.

Secretary Liu sat alone, savoring Xiao Man's expression, her figure, even the lingering fragrance of that tender moment still thrilled him
. "She's different from other women. She gives me a feeling of first love. I'm falling in love with her?! No way
, it's too dangerous."

This passage subtly suggests that Secretary Liu, as the chief secretary, is neither the kind of secretary who meticulously arranges
everything nor is he simply a writer who interprets and researches policies. His knowledge
is quite diverse; broadly speaking, it can be described as the art of "dragon slaying," that is, the art of "emperor's mind." Such a person was traditionally meant to assist a powerful ruler,
serving as an imperial tutor. Having followed General K for nearly ten years, and with General K's promotion to the central government, until General K ignored his advice and
insisted on accepting the seat of one of the nine members of the Standing Committee arranged by the old man, he knew that General K had embarked on a path of no return. His words were ignored,
his plans disregarded, and Secretary Liu finally decided to resign and take a low-key position in a local government. He was intelligent, tactful,
and had accumulated some connections; one would think he wouldn't have trouble establishing himself. Of course, he also had a weakness: lust.
But unlike other lecherous officials, he was passionate and devoted. He had always maintained several
mistresses , and whether they were still with him or their relationship had cooled, none of them spoke ill of him,
let alone any neglected mistress complaining to the disciplinary committee.

The following night, in the bedroom of Tianyi, two bodies, one black and one white, were entwined, the room filled with steam.

"From now on, you are absolutely forbidden from arranging for me to accompany anyone," came W's mother's voice.

"This time, Director Pei used some of my past criminal records to threaten me. I had no choice."

"Little W seems to know something."

"What clues? The fact that you were fucked by those officials?" Second Uncle panted, thrusting hard
into W's mother's beautiful vagina.

"Mmm~, you bastard, be gentle! Don't tell."

"Don't be afraid. W will only like it if he knows. He likes watching me fuck you! Maybe he'll like other people fucking you too
?"

"Pervert! Ah~, be gentle." Mother groaned.

"Speaking of perverts, Little W is one too. How did he and that Ah Hao even meet? He slept with
someone else's wife."

"Xiao Ying?"

"Yeah, Ah Hao is a cuckold too, he likes to watch his wife get fucked. He and our W are good
brothers . You forgot that W likes to watch me fuck Xiao Ru? So I fucked Ying too."

"You lecher!"

"Ying looks just like you. Her pussy is so beautiful too."

"Don't say anymore! Ah..." W's mother's lips trembled, and more fluid flowed from her vulva.

"W's condition is quite serious. He needs treatment. The method I told you about last time is the most effective. Is it okay?" Second Uncle
said, but his thrusting motion never stopped.

"No, you can't!" W's mother's buttocks protruded even higher, her body bent over, her head slightly raised,
she exhaled and said almost inaudibly, "Hurry up, it's coming!"

"Should we treat W's illness?"

"Yes. Ah,—almost there, almost there..."

"You agreed? You agreed to let him have sex with you?" Second Uncle growled in a low voice, his thrusts becoming even faster.

"Ah..." W's mother only responded with a soft, seductive moan.

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