【My Wife Loves to Go to Bed】(06) Author: Red Lotus Jade Dew

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My Wife Loves Bed (Part Six)

After connecting the computer to the TV and inserting the SD card, the first thing I saw was a folder.

The title was "Selfies at Home," followed by a date from April of the year before last.

My heart jumped instantly. Two years ago? What does that mean? Was it really
a work created by Wanqing and her ex-boyfriend? Was it that Bao Yifan? I opened the folder, and a small folder inside had
the word "Videos" written on it, with two photos displayed separately.

Without saying a word, I opened one of the photos.

The familiar background: Wanqing's bedroom, with the camera pointing at the foot of the bed.

By calculation, my familiar wife should be two years younger than this year, but her appearance is exactly the same.

In the photo, she is wearing a pair of rather unfashionable black-rimmed glasses and a light red sleeveless t-shirt,
the hem of which barely covers her curvy buttocks, but I don't know if she is wearing any pants.

She sat at the foot of the bed, smiling radiantly, her long, beautiful legs outstretched. She was likely wearing flesh-colored
stockings , and ordinary silver-plated, red-soled high heels.

It was a very ordinary photo, a typical selfie. I subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief,
but then I heard Fu Jundie beside me exclaim, "Your wife is Lin Wanqing!?"

I ignored her and quickly opened the second photo.

In this photo, Wanqing was sitting sideways on the edge of the bed. If her hair was up in the previous photo, here it was spread out
.

She wore a small necklace and a white, wide-necked, sleeveless knit top, her full breasts
peeking out from the neckline.

She wore ordinary jeans, no socks, and bright silver diamond-studded high heels.

In both the previous and this photo, Wanqing beautifully portrayed the image of a cute, domestic girl,
lacking any sensual allure, but possessing a unique, captivating sexiness.

Just as I breathed a sigh of relief, Fu Jundie's strange voice rang out beside me: "
Lin Wanqing, the new CEO of Linmao Group, one of the city's leading enterprises, is renowned throughout the city and even has a small reputation nationwide. So
many industry elites dream of her, and she's actually your wife?"

She stared at the screen with a strange look, as if Wanqing's face was blooming with joy, and then said nothing more.

I could guess what she was thinking: regardless of how I
married , wearing ordinary mid-range clothes costing just over a thousand yuan, I certainly wasn't some big shot.

Therefore, her infidelity seemed perfectly logical.

I still ignored her, glanced at the TV beside me, and opened the "Videos" folder.

There were a large number of videos, instantly filling the entire window in detailed preview mode.

I scanned the file information and found that they were all QuickTime files from Apple's operating system.
The file sizes were large, but the video lengths were short, so the clarity was undoubtedly outstanding.

My mouse hovered over one of the videos, my hand frozen in place.

My heart pounded, a burning pleasure coursing through my body. In a daze, I
deliberately didn't turn on thumbnail mode, relying solely on my imagination to picture the content of each video.

A tanned hand covered the back of my hand, Fu Jundie's voice eerily unsettling: "Watch if you want.
Actually, I'd love to see it too, Lin Wanqing from the Linmao Group... her sex video."

The moment she finished speaking, a chill ran through my veins, and I shivered.

My hand trembled, and I double-clicked to open a video.

Instinctively, I glanced at the large monitor beside me.

A snow-white sheet with blue stars printed on it; the camera silently panned upwards from the foot of the bed, starting at the toes,
revealing a pair of beautiful feet in stockings folded together.

It wasn't a completely opaque black material, but a sexy, alluring semi-transparent style. The camera slowly panned across a pair of
beautiful feet in black stockings that shimmered with a fleshy sheen, gradually moving upwards to reveal a straight, slender leg in black stockings.

The flesh color was clearly visible through the stockings, but the black stockings seemed to filter it, creating a purely
sensual and alluring effect. Against a completely silent backdrop, I also sat very quietly at the foot of the bed, my eyes
glued to the television screen.

The camera panned past her knees; the woman was curled up on the bed, her calves and full thighs
forming a near ninety-degree angle.

She wore a dark green long-sleeved sweater, one slender white hand resting on her stockinged thigh, her nails
painted a similarly shimmering light green—quite beautiful.

The camera quickly moved upwards, revealing Wanqing.

Wanqing lay on the bed, wearing rather dowdy black-rimmed glasses, yet still exuding sexiness, further enhanced by a scholarly air reminiscent of a
white elephant tower.

However, the camera didn't linger on her face for long. Just as Wanqing gently swayed her
graceful , the camera quickly panned down, skipping over her hand lightly caressing her stockinged thigh, and continued downwards.

Wanqing slightly raised her thigh and lay down on her side, the camera focusing on her stockinged feet.

The insteps were pressed against the sheets, the soles facing the camera, the pinkish flesh color concealed by the semi-transparent black stockings, making them especially sexy.

The camera circled around those stockinged feet. Wanqing, who had been lying face down with her calves flat on the bed, changed
her position sat up. I then realized that it was actually a dark green dress.

At the same time, I realized that there must be someone filming this video, and I didn't think it was a
woman .

Fu Jundie sat silently beside me, her expression unreadable, but she was definitely watching
the television intently.

On the screen, Wanqing knelt on the bed, the camera shaky, without much foreplay. She grabbed
the hem of her green dress with both hands and immediately lifted it up to her waist.

She immediately turned to the side, revealing nearly transparent black pantyhose and her firm, round
buttocks.

When had I ever seen Wanqing wearing semi-transparent black stockings? Her equally semi-transparent black panties clearly had a
sensual style; while the side waistband wasn't a thin strap, the transparent fabric around her buttocks tapered sharply,
and near her mons pubis was a thick black rope—I just didn't know the details.

In an instant, Wanqing was completely facing away from the camera, standing on the bed, perfectly showcasing the style of her black pantyhose and black
panties .

Should I be relieved? At least from behind, although the underwear was made of semi-transparent black fabric, it was still
the shape of boxer briefs, not those alluring triangle or thong styles.

On camera, Wanqing had already taken off her dark green dress, revealing
long and her bare, white back.

I then realized that she hadn't been wearing a bra from the beginning. Despite wearing pantyhose and
boxer briefs, she wasn't wearing a bra under the dress.

Wanqing didn't move, but the camera panted to her side. She smiled slightly at the camera, reaching up to
cover the side of her breast as she swept her long hair aside.

However, she immediately lowered her arm,
revealing the profile of her right breast and the full, pink nipple clearly on the large, high-definition screen.

I stared intently; the camera remained on the side, only showing one of Wanqing's breasts from that angle.

Wanqing then knelt on the bed, the side camera focusing on her beautiful legs in black stockings—so sexy,
so alluring, making my lower body feel a burning heat.

However, the camera then slid down again, landing on Wanqing's beautiful feet in black stockings, soles facing upwards.

As the camera zoomed in, Wanqing's left foot swept across the instep of her right foot, like
a filter over her completely naked legs.

Through the almost transparent stockings, her beautiful toes were clearly visible, but even with this simple filter,
everything I saw was pure, carnal temptation.

I couldn't help but rub my crotch, letting my erection feel better. Fu Jundie beside me remained noncommittal,
her face slightly flushed, still staring at the screen with a strange expression, without saying a word.

Wanqing stretched one leg out towards the edge of the bed, then quickly pulled the other leg back. Just when I thought the camera would follow that
outstretched foot, it swiftly returned, revealing a scene that utterly amazed me.

Wanqing leaned against the edge of the bed, her upper body completely naked, revealing her full, perky breasts. Her

nipples were below; her right leg was bent, resting on the bed, and spread apart with her extended left leg, exposing her crotch. She

wore black pantyhose with an open crotch.

Her buttocks were black, the front of which covered her vulva was a deep purple, and there was another black stripe around her mons pubis.

A perfect triangle shape, the parted crotch was covered by a three-finger-wide strip of fabric, but between it and the open crotch of the pantyhose,
a glimpse of tender flesh at the base of her thighs was still visible.

It was so sensually alluring, especially when Wanqing wiggled her legs as if to let in some air,
her thighs constantly squeezing together, and I shuddered again.

Then, Wanqing lifted her right leg, her hand sliding up her calf, raising it higher, the camera zooming in accordingly,
then lowering as her beautiful leg returned to its place.

The camera then focused on her lower body; Wanqing sat sideways again, reaching towards her hip and grabbing
a black rope.

It was only then that I realized Wanqing was wearing her underwear over her open-crotch pantyhose.

Then, from the side, the camera showed Wanqing kneeling on the bed, deftly pulling off her underwear. When it reached
her knees, she turned and sat back on the edge of the bed, the half-undone underwear covering her private parts.

She squeezed her legs together, smiling at the camera, and pulled the underwear off completely.

Throughout the entire process, there was no external sound in the video.

After removing the underwear, Wanqing tossed it away, seemingly without a trace.

Her crotch was finally exposed, revealing a thick tuft of pubic hair, which Wanqing had
clearly trimmed.

Raising her right leg high, she displayed her bare genitals to the camera, her right hand reaching around her thigh,
lightly brushing her mons pubis with her light green-painted nails,
gently tracing the edge of the crotch opening of the pantyhose and near her labia.

Then, her left hand covered her genitals, the camera zooming in, but not focusing on her genitals, instead
showing a close-up of Wanqing's face.

Wanqing was still wearing those glasses, her usually cool and beautiful face slightly flushed, her brows revealing
an unspoken allure.

Facing the approaching camera, she smiled silently, her left hand still covering her vulva, while her right hand gently
caressed her breast.

One second her palm lightly brushed her breast, the next it covered her entire full breast,
gently kneading it.

The video remained silent. Her left hand kneaded her two full breasts back and forth. The camera slowly panted down,
revealing her slender waist, encased in pantyhose, swaying gently. Her right hand was indeed caressing her vulva.

When the camera focused, Wanqing raised her right hand and pinched her fingers, presumably because they were damp.

Then, her left hand began to gently caress her labia.

Her thick pubic hair was neatly trimmed and beautifully styled, covering her high mons pubis in a charming way, making her
two tender white labia appear especially alluring. Four slender fingers covered, caressed, and gently kneaded
them.

Beside me, Fu Jundie shifted her hips slightly and exhaled a deep breath through her nose.

The camera gradually zoomed out, revealing Wanqing leaning against the headboard, her silk-stockinged legs parted, exposing her alluring and
sensual private parts. She caressed her genitals while kneading her breasts, her face filled with obvious lust.

She had been in this position until the camera zoomed out to focus on her entire body. Wanqing was clearly breathing slightly, and
silently rolled over onto her stomach.

She braced herself against the bed with one hand, revealing her firm, round, silk-stockinged buttocks to the camera, along with her exposed
vulva.

Her right hand reached down to her vulva, four slender white fingers covering her tender, beautiful labia, and she continued
to caress them.

No, it wasn't just touching. She used two fingers to pry open her labia, revealing the pinkish vaginal flesh inside.

Then she closed them again, touched them a couple more times, then pried them open again, closed them again, touched them a few more times, and then
covered stroking and gently kneading them continuously.

There was hardly any sound, and the person filming didn't even appear on screen, while my penis was
incredibly aroused

, stuck in my pants. Unable to resist any longer, I gently rubbed my groin to relieve the suppressed pleasure.

In the video, as the camera continuously captured shots from various angles, Wanqing was swaying gracefully, twisting her delicate, pert
buttocks. The touching had mostly turned into rubbing, and the frequency and intensity of her masturbation were increasing.

Breathing heavily and silently, I realized that Wanqing's pleasure was steadily intensifying, but the video hadn't yet...
What sound made me instinctively wonder if the cameraman had muted the video? Wanqing's body
gradually limp. The camera followed her shapely buttocks, down her thighs, and down to her beautiful, silk-stockinged feet.

I was now certain that the person filming the video was a fan of silk stockings. He
had taken many close-up shots of Wanqing's beautiful feet, capturing
every .

Then, the camera gave Wanqing a wide shot.

She had stopped masturbating and was lying on her side on the bed, gently sucking on one of her fingers.

Afterward, she withdrew her finger and smeared the saliva on her fingertip onto one of her nipples.

Then, she lay facing the camera at the foot of the bed, her legs spread apart, one hand continuing to caress
her nipple with her fingers, while the other hand gently caressed and rubbed her genitals exposed by her open-crotch pants.

The camera moved appropriately in a medium shot, and Wanqing swayed her buttocks gently in enjoyment, the atmosphere of desire on her face
becoming even more intense.

Then, she couldn't help but press her palm deeply onto her vulva, bringing her legs together and using the strength of her thighs
to press her labia even deeper.

"Your wife... um, very beautiful, very beautiful..."

Fu Jundie suddenly spoke, her voice quite hoarse. I could feel her glancing at me furtively, her face probably
a little flushed.

I shifted my legs, tugging at my shirt to try and cover the tent in my crotch, my gaze still fixed on the screen.

The camera switched to an overhead shot, and Wanqing spread her legs again, continuing to caress her two tender, alluring labia.

The hand that had been caressing her breasts moved to her lips, her index finger placing the first fingertip in her mouth, her red, tender tongue
swirling around and lightly licking the fingertip.

Then, she placed that hand on her collarbone, rubbing her labia more vigorously, while simultaneously lifting
her right leg.

Her silk-stockinged legs rose and fell like a sling, then the camera, shooting from the foot of the bed, tilted upwards, providing
a close-up of her silk-stockinged feet.

I could see everything clearly, including the tender red soles of her feet, as if veiled by a gray-black filter, the beautiful, plump big toes
, and the other delicate, rounded little toes.

Fu Jundie suddenly coughed softly, and I swallowed hard, swallowing the saliva that had been accumulating for so long.

Wanqing lowered her legs, spreading them wide in an M-shape, covering the sides of her labia with her palms, then
overlapping them, then bringing her legs together, and raising her beautiful legs high, extending her
sexy .

What beautiful feet! The silk-stockinged feet were intertwined side by side, and Wanqing's arms also reached back to hug her
shoulders .

It was hard to describe her expression; it wasn't a deliberately seductive, erotic one, but more like the vibrant
spring .

Her beautiful legs were also rubbing against her calves, raised high for a close-up view towards the camera, her soles constantly stroking
the insteps .

Wanqing continued to rub her feet together, her legs tightly pressed together, and then rubbed her labia with both hands.

Then, she grabbed one calf with one hand and swayed gently.

Her silk-stockinged feet swung back and forth in front of the camera, while her other hand remained on her labia, suggesting that masturbation had
brought her considerable pleasure.

She was indeed aroused, and soon spread her legs again, one hand covering her labia and gently rubbing them, while
the other hand pressed against her breasts.

Her beautiful buttocks swayed rhythmically, encompassing the accumulation of sexual desire, the surge and ebb of pleasure,
and the flush on her face grew stronger, while her black-rimmed glasses added a unique charm to her.

Facing the camera's close proximity, she rolled over again and lay face down on the sheets, her pert buttocks raised high, her open-crotch stockings
still revealing her fair vulva.

She then reached down there from under her body, her palm covering her labia and slowly rubbing them, the bright green
nail polish gleaming conspicuously.

Fu Jundie suddenly let out a few heavy breaths, then returned to normal, while I stared intently at
the screen.

The person filming hasn't shown up yet, but I already know what he's up to—he's just
filming Wanqing masturbating.

The possibility of coercion exists, but the likelihood of it being voluntary is still high. Watching Wanqing's
unprecedentedly , a strong feeling of jealousy rose within me.

That person filming, regardless of whether he's the guy surnamed Bao, whether he's Wanqing's ex-boyfriend or
whoever , has clearly witnessed her lewd behavior up close and happily recorded it with his DV camera.

Even I, as her husband, haven't enjoyed this kind of privilege, and this guy gets to! Wanqing
continues , while the camera predictably shifts to her feet.

Lying prone on the bed, her silk-clad feet are already dangling off the edge, the camera focused on her feet, filming continuously.

Then, the camera shifts to a medium shot of Wanqing's pert buttocks; she sticks her butt out, her hands rapidly rubbing her labia, and
gently swaying her hips.

Clearly highly aroused, she still had her buttocks sticking out, but her body straightened, revealing her fair
back to the camera.

She rubbed her labia rapidly, her hips and waist swaying more dramatically, and heavy breathing
finally came from the speakers.

But quickly, this process ended. Wanqing stopped masturbating, turned around and lay back on the bed, her back
against the headboard facing the camera.

This was a break. She climbed onto the bed sideways, facing the camera, and then, as the camera moved, she sat
up .

The camera once again focused down on her silk-stockinged feet, and this time, her closed legs swayed slightly.

The camera began to move up along her legs, and sure enough, Wanqing had put her hand inside her thighs again.

This time, the focus of the masturbation camera was on the movements of her silk-stockinged legs, sometimes bending, sometimes crossing, sometimes
rubbing together, and sometimes opening and closing wide.

Then, the camera turned to her genitals. Wanqing lay on her back on the bed, her palms deep inside her thighs, her thighs slowly opening.
From the overhead view, it seemed she had inserted her fingers into her vagina.

Beside me, Fu Jundie suddenly let out a soft moan. I instinctively looked at her, only to see the policewoman glaring at me
sharply , which startled me, and I quickly looked back at the television.

Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed her legs, which were wearing black trousers and had been tightly pressed together, suddenly parted.

I had no time to pay attention to her; on the screen, Wanqing finally took off her glasses due to sweat.

She lightly licked her vulva, putting her fingers and middle finger in her mouth, while her other hand continued to caress her labia.

Then she lay flat on her back, turning to her side, giving the camera a side view of her beautiful buttocks, her hand reaching from behind to her genitals and
continuing to caress them.

The camera zoomed in, showing four fingers painted with light green nail polish covering her labia, gently stroking them.

The camera then focused on Wanqing's fair back and full breasts, and she reached out to knead one of her breasts.

Then, she lay flat on the bed, gently kneading each of her full breasts with both hands.

She pulled one leg up, her silk-clad foot resting on the base of the other thigh, and then, she reached up and hooked the waistband of her pantyhose, straightening her slender waist
, and slowly pulled the pantyhose down.

I straightened my back, staring intently at the screen.

Bending her knees, Wanqing slowly pulled the pantyhose down to her knees, revealing, of course, a neatly
trimmed .

But she only pulled it down this far, leaving the pantyhose hanging at the knees, and then she began to caress her genitals again.

Long, slender legs, a delicate waist, full breasts—the perfect figure dazzled me. Wanqing caressed her genitals
with one hand and her breast with the other, her fair skin shimmering like jade in the sunlight.

Heavy breathing filled the air, along with seductive sounds from the speakers. On the screen, Wanqing was deeply engrossed in masturbation
.

Her beautiful legs and slender waist writhed slowly, like waves rippling on the sea before a storm. Each
movement of her body was beautiful, rhythmic, and graceful.

Then, her rubbing of her genitals quickened, as the arm in the camera lens moved rapidly.

I knew Wanqing was about to climax. I guessed the cameraman was already erect. I
knew I also wanted to take off my pants and let my long-erect penis breathe!

The video ended.

"...Huh?"

I stared blankly at the television, then at Fu Jundie.

The policewoman's face was flushed, and she coughed dryly.

"Selfie videos...you can't expect them to always have a beginning and an end."

I took a deep breath, feeling incredibly hot, my face flushed.

I glanced at Fu Jundie, then strode out of the room and back into the hotel corridor.

All around was still silent; my leather shoes made no sound on the carpet. I slowly walked to the door of the next room,
which should be the room where Bao Yifan and Wanqing were.

I pressed my ear against the door again, still not hearing a sound.

Watching the video took several more minutes. What were they doing now? If they had already
started their passionate scene, were they already finished and resting in the jacuzzi, or had they begun
a new round of intercourse, or was the current battle still ongoing?

When I returned to the room, I found Fu Jundie sitting at the computer desk, browsing files on the SD card.

"Lin Wanqing took quite a few pictures, Qin Feng. Where did you find this card? Don't tell me you
took it from her wallet!"

I patted her shoulder and sighed, "I still need to watch these videos. Are you sure you want
to stay here?"

Fu Jundie glared at me. To be honest, this tanned woman was about the same age as Wanqing, but
her eyes were noticeably more expressive.

"Nonsense! I'm a policewoman! What if you're watching some really exciting movie and end up
kicking down the door next door? I'd have to keep an eye on you!"

I really didn't want to argue with this policewoman. She was just a girl, and I wouldn't lose anything,
so I just let her do whatever she wanted.

I randomly aimed the mouse at a short video, double-clicked to open it, and looked at the TV next to me.

It was still Wanqing's room. She was standing at the door wearing a red and white checkered long shirt. She was obviously not wearing a skirt, and the hem of
her shirt revealed semi-transparent black stockings.

In the video from two years ago, she was still wearing those black-rimmed glasses, her long, flowing hair cascading down her back as she slowly
walked into the house.

The camera followed her steps, revealing her beautiful legs in black stockings and silver high heels as she entered the bathroom and
stood before the separate shower stall.

Then, under close-up filming, she slowly and elegantly removed her shoes, her semi-transparent stockings revealing her feet
as she stepped into the shower.

I clearly saw her slowly unbutton her shirt, revealing nothing underneath, immediately exposing her two
full round breasts and her fair, delicate belly.

Of course, she didn't completely open her clothes, but immediately reached down and pulled down her pantyhose,
instantly revealing the curve of her hips and a glimpse of pubic hair.

But then, Wanqing still chose to remove her top.

She snapped back the pantyhose she had pulled down, and pulled off the left side of her red and white checkered shirt, revealing her entire full breast and
half of her naked body.

She smiled at the camera, her sleeves still long, and turned on the shower,
the sound of rushing water filling the air.

Beside me, Fu Jundie, who had come to watch, couldn't help but mutter, "What's going on?"

In the video, Wanqing provided the answer with her actions.

She held the showerhead and sprayed her beautiful legs, clad in stockings.

The water wasn't cold, and she quickly sprayed the water onto her upper body, her face flushed with a hint of spring. She
slowly took off her shirt, completely exposing her fair, jade-like upper body.

Then, as the water sprayed again onto her pantyhose-covered genitals, a soft moan
suddenly .

Then, Wanqing turned her back to the camera, hung the showerhead back up, her full, round buttocks soaked with water, revealing their perfect
curves, the two buttocks clearly visible even through the stockings.

Then, she slowly pulled down the pantyhose, all the way to her thighs, completely exposing her two full
buttocks.

She lay sideways, being drenched by the water, her fair body covered in rolling droplets. She found
shower gel on the shelf and squeezed out some.

Facing the camera, her half-undone pantyhose still covered her genitals, with only a sliver of pubic hair peeking out at the tip.

The camera followed her beautiful legs in black stockings down, and this time, her toenails were painted red.

I immediately realized that this video must have been filmed on another day.

The camera moved up, and Wanqing was indeed wearing red nail polish this time. She was slowly applying shower gel to her upper body,
her lower abdomen already almost completely covered.

The water wasn't spraying directly there; the shower gel seemed to pool like an excess of semen, making me wonder what kind of
level of intimacy I was having.

Wanqing then focused her application on her breasts, her rosy nails and palms slowly
applying the lotion to her cleavage, the upper part of her breasts, and the area around her collarbone.

I couldn't help but get an erection, watching Wanqing slip her hand inside her pantyhose, deep into her genitals, and then pull it out.

Then, she squeezed out a generous amount of white bath gel and applied it to her breasts,
covering her full orbs with the white liquid.

She didn't linger; after stroking her lower abdomen, her hand went into her genitals, coating her pubic hair with white bubbles
before applying the remaining bath gel to her black stockinged legs.

The water was definitely hot; amidst the pattering sounds, I could vaguely hear Wanqing's heavy breathing.

Her naked, wet upper body was covered in bubbles and bath gel, her half-undone pantyhose revealing her shapely buttocks and mons pubis,
the stockings stained with patches of milky white.

Standing sideways, Wanqing hooked one foot up, revealing her silk-stockinged foot to the camera, while her hand,
still wet with shower gel, gently rubbed the sole of her foot.

Then, facing the camera, she pulled her pantyhose down further, down to the mid-thigh, revealing her thick, neatly
trimmed pubic area covered in white shower gel. She reached her hand towards the camera.

In the close-up, I took deep breaths, watching Wanqing perform what seemed like self-soothing, a ritual of
washing her genitals.

Finally, at that moment, she let out a distinct moan. Accompanied by these soft, delicate moans,
she again touched her breasts, her hands crossed below her collarbone.

Her hands began to caress her body without restraint, from her genitals to her chest, from her breasts to her lower abdomen,
the camera following her genitals down her beautiful legs.

The stockings were soaked, revealing the beautiful details of her ankles, her delicate toes painted with bright red varnish.

She lifted one foot, rubbing the sole of her foot up and down against her other calf, then rubbing it against her ankle.

Her two silk-stockinged feet were together, each toe clearly visible through the black stockings, the red paint so
alluring.

Slowly, bit by bit, Wanqing removed one stocking, leaving the other at her ankle.

She tugged at the long stocking, rubbing the rough fabric against her breasts, before slowly removing
the other .

When she turned her back to the camera again, the lens gave a delicate close-up of her fair, beautiful feet.

Wanqing smiled charmingly at the camera, sticking out her red, tender tongue, teasing it up and down as if licking a penis
.

She played with the stocking in her hand, filling me with the image of her about to insert it into her genitals, rubbing her vulva
like .

Every time the stockings were brought close to her genitals, my breathing became heavier. Every time
she stretched the stockings into a thin line, I eagerly awaited her using them to rub her genitals!

Suddenly, the video ended.

"Damn it! What a rip-off!?"

Hearing my curse, Fu Jundie looked at me like I was an alien: "Qin Feng, do you
want your wife to cheat on you or not?"

"I just want to watch a video with a beginning and an end! Who the hell edited this video? Why
did they cut it all out at the climax!?"

After shouting, we were both silent for a moment. Fu Jundie chuckled, then sighed softly: "
If ... Lin Wanqing really cheated on you, what do you plan to do?"

My genitals were still swollen, but seeing the policewoman looking at me, I was too embarrassed to rub them anymore. I
breathed heavily and said, "I don't know, and these videos were all filmed two years ago, so it can't
be called cheating in terms of time. I don't dare, if Wanqing is really next door right now, I..."

I looked at my phone, my feelings were really complicated.

To be honest, just considering Wanqing having sex with other people, I'm not unable to accept it, otherwise, how could the men in the entertainment industry
survive? So, the most important thing is that heart. As
her , for so many years I've constantly imagined her voice, her smile, and
all the little things that would happen when we were together.

A beautiful goddess, a charming and captivating wife with a multifaceted personality—how could I not cherish her? I said no more and
opened the next video.

When the screen opened and I saw Wanqing's appearance, I instinctively straightened my back.

Two years ago, Wanqing wore those black-rimmed glasses and had long, flowing black hair, but in this video,
she was wearing an extremely sexy outfit.

It was probably a black sleeveless striped shirt, but the neckline was too revealing, showing not only her
deep cleavage from head to toe, but also nearly half of her two full, white breasts. The slanted V-neck
clung to her breasts, almost touching her nipples! The camera slowly panned down; the buttons were, of course, fastened, but
the shirt still had an opening at her lower abdomen, revealing her fair belly and delicate navel.

Her left hand lightly caressed her chest, while her right hand hung between her thighs, her nails a vibrant green.

She wore a matching black striped uniform skirt and semi-transparent black stockings. The camera panned down
to focus on her beautiful black-stockinged feet.

I could clearly see each of Wanqing's delicate toes, painted with light green nail polish, the shape of her ankles and
insteps incredibly graceful.

Fu Jundie sat down next to me, her gaze initially fixed on the television, watching Wanqing's beautiful feet, but
now glancing at me, her voice slightly hoarse: "So green, Qin Feng, the person who filmed this video must be a foot
fetishist. He must have played with your wife's feet quite a bit."

Not only this policewoman, but I also couldn't help but squeeze my legs together, feeling my scrotum pressed between my thighs,
and the tent in my pants was driving me crazy.

I glared at Fu Jundie, hissing: "Don't tease me..."

With that, I turned my head back to the television.

Wanqing tugged at her skirt and turned to the side. A two-inch slit appeared at the end of the side seam, revealing more of
her thigh-high stockings.

What excited me most was that this so-called sleeveless shirt was actually a halter top! It was just cinched at
the waist with a piece of fabric about the width of a hand, thus revealing her entire fair and smooth back. As the camera rotated,
Wanqing lay on her side on the bed, displaying her slender, black-stockinged legs. The uniform skirt couldn't cover her buttocks, especially since the side
seam slit had a large gap.

The camera unsurprisingly focused on Wanqing's silk-stockinged feet. Her feet stretched off the edge of the bed, her soles and insteps gently rubbing
together, her bright green toenails aesthetically pleasing.

Then, she showed her feet to the camera, her full, rounded toes incredibly clear through the stockings.

Then, in a medium shot, Wanqing silently smiled, kneeling on the bed with her back to the camera, the camera focusing again on her
silk-stockinged feet.

When Wanqing brought her feet together, the camera pulled back; she had been lying prone, but now she sat up,
then turned to her side, her legs together on the bed.

Then, I was almost sick of watching, the camera focusing on her silk-stockinged feet again, but then, Wanqing touched the instep of one foot
with one hand, then lifted the sole to show the camera.

Then, what made my blood boil appeared.

Those beautiful silk-stockinged feet, painted with light green nail polish, were resting
diagonally each other! This was clearly foot fetish; Wanqing kept rubbing her
feet, occasionally changing positions on the bed.

The camera looked up, Wanqing laughing happily, clearly her provocation had greatly aroused the person filming.

Then, she first placed her left foot on her knee, then followed it down her right leg to her toes. She covered her breasts with her hands
, then sat upright with her back against the headboard, pulled her legs together, lifted her skirt, and began to remove her pantyhose.

No, she only tried this position briefly before kneeling on the side of the bed to the camera's view before finally
removing them.

After pulling the pantyhose down to below her buttocks, she turned her back to the camera, displaying
the beautiful , rounded buttocks. She placed her hands on the wall, sticking out her half-removed stockings and deep buttocks towards the camera, then
gently swayed them.

The camera switched, focusing on Wanqing's rounded buttocks and deep buttocks cleft, as she gently swayed
her buttocks and provocatively stretched her pantyhose as if she were about to remove them.

Thus, with the stockings half-removed below her buttocks, she lay silently on the bed, her hand first touching her buttocks,
then gently caressing the thin, soft labia between them.

Then, she performed a more difficult move.

Lying on her side, she bent her right calf backward, grasping her foot with one hand and pulling it down to her buttocks.

Then, she bent and raised both legs, spreading them apart and occasionally bringing them together, showing the camera her
beautiful legs and silk-stockinged feet, and the hormonally charged vulva between her buttocks.

Those feet were truly beautiful; not only were my eyes fixed on them, but Wanqing herself in the video was also gently stroking
the soles and insteps, teasing the audience in this way.

The camera focused on the vulva exposed beneath her legs, a close-up clearly showing the beautiful shape of her labia.
Wanqing cooperated by spreading her legs apart, her half-undone pantyhose creating space above her mons pubis, displaying a continuous patch of pubic
hair.

"Let me lean on you for a moment,"

Fu Jundie suddenly said, and before I could react, her body pressed against mine.

Thighs against thighs, arms wrapped around mine, and her own legs tightly clamped together.

Of course I understood what was going on. Although I didn't know why she insisted on watching, she
was now, like me, aroused by Wanqing's provocations on TV.

Wanqing was engaging in very seductive, even lewd, behavior. She had half-removed her stockings, her thighs pressed together, displaying
her genitals, her calves spread apart, her hands holding her stockinged feet towards the camera, her fingers gently rubbing
her soles.

From her expression, it was clear she was completely aroused, and her labia seemed slightly moist
.

Beside me, Fu Jundie's body was pressed against me, even intimately wrapped around my arm.

I didn't want to hide it anymore, and with my other hand, I rubbed the tent in my pants, finally able to openly
enjoy myself.

Then, her palm began to slowly caress her labia, and the camera focused on her closely.

Then, suddenly, after watching the third video in a row, I suddenly heard Wanqing's first line.

"It's numb and itchy down there..."

The sudden sentence, spoken by a familiar person in a familiar voice, left me completely
stunned .

"What did she say?!"

I quickly rewound the video a few seconds. On the large television screen in front of me,
the details of Wanqing's beautiful labia were clearly visible, and they were obviously slightly swollen.

Her pubic hair was very thick, but neatly trimmed. Three fingers gently stroked her labia,
and in fact, even her tight anus was clearly visible below.

"It's numb and itchy down there..."

When this sentence appeared again, I was sure my ears weren't playing tricks on me.

Behind me, Fu Jundie let out a low groan, but I didn't know what she was doing.

Then, when the camera zoomed out slightly, showing Wanqing's gentle smile and her silk stockings with green sheen on
her toes , she said another sentence.

"A slut is just waiting for you to fuck her~"

I couldn't resist anymore, and reached into my pants, directly stroking my already erect penis with my palm.

I'd been holding back for so long, especially when Wanqing pulled her stockings down to her calves. Because of masturbation, my pleasure finally
began to release.

Then, another voice rang out.

"Do you want me to take off my stockings, or not?"

As she said this, Wanqing started to undress. The large camera focused on her silk-stockinged feet. After
piling up to her soles, she pulled them up by the toes.

During this process, her soft, red heels, her soft soles, and her toes, still covered by black stockings,
were all clearly visible, with distinct layers.

Hamlet's famous quote was being used here; I was speechless.

"I want to fuck her..."

Just then, Fu Jundie behind me muttered, panting heavily, "She's even more slutty than me!"

I... I'd better ignore that.

After pulling off one leg of the pantyhose, Wanqing held the stockinged foot in her hand, brought it to her nose
, and gently sniffed it. At the same time, she lightly rubbed the section of stockings, roughly at the crotch, against her genitals.

As the camera zoomed in, I could clearly see a stream of clear fluid slowly flowing from Wanqing's tender vulva,
while she let out soft moans, gently rubbing each labia with her hands.

The close-up of her genitals was so clear and beautiful; Wanqing continuously stroked and rubbed her
labia , occasionally parting them to reveal the pink flesh of her vulva.

Accompanied by a murmured "So comfortable...", the camera zoomed out slightly, revealing her long, beautiful legs
spread in an M-shape. She whispered, "Waiting for you..."

I really couldn't understand the purpose of this video. Was it just about Wanqing and the person filming their
sexual interests? Or was it a special program made specifically for some small pornographic website? I couldn't figure it out. I just grabbed
Fu Jundie's outstretched hand, my eyes greedily fixed on the screen.

Then, a scene that made my blood boil even more appeared.

Another close-up showed Wanqing using two long, slender fingers to fully spread her labia, revealing her pink vulva,
opening a cute and alluring opening. Viewers could even see the tender flesh inside her vagina.

And just then, that tight, delicate opening, no bigger than two little fingers, suddenly twitched and opened and closed
.

Accompanied by a "splash" sound, Wanqing's cute, delicate vaginal opening opened and closed,
like a baby smacking its lips and swallowing saliva.

But now, it wasn't a baby's cute little mouth opening and closing, but my beloved wife's most private vaginal opening.
The splashing sound and the sudden opening and closing sent a shiver down my spine.

Then, I saw the vaginal opening open and close again, and then again.

Wanqing moaned softly, gently stroking her labia with both hands. The labia writhed continuously, and the vaginal opening opened
and closed with a squelching sound. At one point, the vaginal opening trembled and writhed for a while before
closing with a slap, like a goldfish catching a shrimp!

"Mmm... I heard the sound of water..."

Yes, my dear wife Wanqing, I heard it without you reminding me.

Clearly, masturbating in front of that person filming, even if it was just a simple manipulation of the labia, had
completely .

Then, I heard Wanqing's voice again from the speakers.

"It would feel even better if you inserted it again, there would be more fluid..."

After saying that, Wanqing no longer suppressed her moans. The camera zoomed out, revealing her only stockinged foot with curled
toes . She closed her eyes and gently swayed her head, her face showing an expression of ecstasy.

Then, she began to lick her index and middle fingers with relish, even pinching her tongue
between them for a close-up shot. Her pink tongue was covered with glistening saliva, truly beautiful and erotic.

Her saliva-covered fingers first caressed her nipples, and then finally began to rub her clitoris. Wanqing began
to masturbate with great intensity. She first spread her legs apart and rubbed her clitoris, then rolled over and lay face down on the bed,
sticking her buttocks up towards the camera, her palm reaching down from under her to rub and caress her genitals.

Then, she spread her buttocks apart from above, revealing her genitals covered in sticky vaginal fluid, and even her
tight pink anus, which was now fully exposed, with an extremely tiny opening even visible between the petals.

A burning hot hand slipped into my crotch, gripping my penis. Fu Jundie's gaze remained fixed
on the television, her other hand inside her black police trousers, a bulge in her crotch throbbing incessantly.

Wanqing's lust was also fully aroused. She shifted to a supine position, legs spread wide in an M-shape, both hands
rubbing her labia, her moans loud and undisguised.

She continued rubbing above her vaginal opening, causing her pink vulva to open and close repeatedly, making squelching
sounds.

She gently swayed her buttocks, pinching her labia together with two fingers, then, clearly not satisfied, she used both
hands to squeeze them further together.

Not long after, she lay on her side on the bed, slapping her buttocks with a loud crack, then raising one
leg high, revealing her pink labia and tight anus, her moans rising again.

"Come on... my legs are already open, aren't you coming over?"

I panted heavily, not sure if it was because of Wanqing's lines or Fu Jundie's warm, fiery little
hand.

At least I couldn't resist anymore. I had already slipped my hand into Fu Jundie's pants, replacing her
palm , my fingers easily inserting into a warm, fiery, moist, and tight cave.

"Come fuck me..."

On the TV, Wanqing was holding her small, pert buttocks with both hands,
uttering seductive sounds full of spring to the cameraman or the audience.

Her voice, thinking about it, didn't have the seductive charm of Gao Qianni, but rather the shy, coquettish moans of a
well-bred young lady who had been given a lot of aphrodisiacs and was unable to suppress her desire.

Wanqing washed and ironed her fingers, her legs together, clamping the hand that was stroking her labia,
her body twisting from side to side, her moans low and seductive.

Then, her climax seemed to arrive. She spread her legs wide, vigorously rubbing her labia, her other hand gripping
the edge of the bed , her body thrusting up and down with exaggerated movements.

Immediately afterward, the hand gripping the bed edge also grasped the base of one of her thighs, and her lower body
began to move back and forth as if having sex.

However, I could clearly see that she was only placing two fingers on her labia, gently
squeezing them towards the center; it seemed she hadn't actually inserted her fingers into her vagina yet.

Then, the video suddenly switched automatically.

Fu Jun Die, who had been rubbing my penis at a rapid pace, suddenly stopped.

"Uh…"

A suppressed sound escaped her lips, her bright and cheerful face contorted in extreme pain, and
a surge of suppressed anger welled up inside me. My fingers, which had been thrusting into her vagina, also stopped.

On the screen, Wan Qing suddenly put on black pantyhose again, smiling lightly at the camera.

Without a word, I withdrew my fingers from Fu Jun Die's vagina, and she released my penis. I immediately
went to the computer to check.

"...The video from before has ended, and this one is in the same
format, so it was automatically added to the playlist..."

I muttered to myself, my expression like I was constipated. I looked at Fu Jundie and realized she had a
similar expression.

In the previous video, Wanqing was about to reach climax during masturbation, and Fu Jundie and I were probably
close to that .

And then, it just ended like that... One second Wanqing was thrusting and moaning,
the next she was sitting on the edge of the bed, "completely clothed,"

smiling sweetly. The contrast was... "...Keep watching."

My fingers were pulled out, and I pulled my own hand out too. Fu Jundie's face was flushed, her expression clearly embarrassed.
Awkward, so she stopped sitting so close to me.

However, she was still only one person's width away from me. Her long legs, even in police trousers, were astonishing. Her
slender waist and full breasts created a striking contrast, encased in a light blue police uniform, paired with her healthy,
wheat- colored skin, exuding a unique charm in addition to her imposing presence.

I didn't look at her anymore, but instead turned to the television.

On the screen, the paint on Wanqing's hands and toes had turned a vibrant red. She rolled
around on the bed, gently caressing her stockinged buttocks, radiating irresistible allure.

Then, she brought her thighs together, embracing her fair, pert buttocks and exposing her genitals to the camera
,

her stockinged feet spread wide on either side. After gesturing with her right foot towards the camera, seemingly enticing the photographer or the audience, she spread
her buttocks apart with her hands.

Then, her hands repeatedly caressed her labia and her delicate anus, her fingertips
circling back and forth between her vaginal opening and anus.

Her half-pulled stockings were only pulled down to her upper thighs, and when Wanqing displayed her private parts in a position resembling a baby urinating, the crotch of
the stockings was clearly visible.

Then, the camera began to shake violently, not just focusing on Wanqing's genitals, but also panning
towards her upper body.

At the same time, Wanqing was smiling alluringly, a smile that was a mixture of shyness and anticipation, her fair face
flushed with a delicate blush.

I sat up straight. What was going on? On the screen, the camera shakily focused on Wanqing's full,
fair breasts, and a diamond necklace adorned her slender neck.

The camera zoomed in and then out, revealing Wanqing's fair genitals again, then zoomed in again,
and then Wanqing began to emit rhythmic moans.

I watched the television without moving, until the second hand of the clock had struck ten, before I vaguely
realized what had happened.

The video feed moved back and forth, showing Wanqing's bare upper body, her full breasts
swaying gently with her movements . A seemingly uncomfortable yet pleasurable expression played on her face, accompanied by soft,
melodious moans.

Sex had finally begun.

Fu Jundie leaned closer to me again, and before I could move, she reached into my
pants and grabbed my still-erect penis, kneading it.

At the same time, she pulled my hand into her own pants, guiding my fingers into her
equally tight vagina, which was warm, slippery, and even slowly undulating.

On the television, the images began to move rhythmically back and forth, Wanqing caressing her
chest with obvious pleasure, her eyes half-closed, her small, red lips emitting melodious sounds.

My eyes were bloodshot as I stared at the screen. Perhaps it was the sheer visual and auditory stimulation, or perhaps it was Fu Jundie's doing, but
my penis was as hard and hot as a branding iron.

Her vagina was contracting and sucking at my fingers, her lips tightly closed, but
heavy breathing was coming from her nose.

Sure enough, I now knew that Wanqing had indeed had a lover before me, and not only had it
progressed to sexual relations, but she also had unusual fetishes.

With her arms around Fu Jundie and thrusting into her vagina, I could clearly see Wanqing
looking at the photographer with boundless love, and every forward and backward movement of the camera meant that the photographer's penis had completed
a high-quality thrust.

I couldn't see the full picture of their intercourse, and even now, I still hadn't seen the photographer's face.

Constantly measuring the size of that man's penis in my mind, and imagining him spreading Wanqing's extremely tight and tender vagina
, my penis was not only burning hot, but it even throbbed a few times under Fu Jundie's slow caresses.

On the screen, Wanqing suddenly raised one silk-clad foot high towards the camera, and then the photographer's thrusting speed
more than doubled.

The camera moved back and forth at a considerable speed, and Wanqing's moans immediately intensified. Then,
the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh reached my ears through the speakers.

Yes, yes, without a doubt, this unknown, unseen filmer was enjoying Wanqing
's body.

Admittedly, this video was from two years ago, but even four or six years ago, without a doubt, a
man had beaten me to it, intimately pleasuring Wanqing.

"Fuck, fuck me..."

Wanqing's sudden words on the TV sent another spasm through my body. At the same time, another low, heavy
breathing could be faintly heard through the speakers.

I had no doubt that it was the filmer's voice. Just like Wanqing's moans, the man was
clearly vigorously penetrating her tender little hole, and undoubtedly with great force! The sounds of flesh slapping against flesh began
to rise at a high frequency, and Wanqing's moans were synchronized with the camera's shaking. Amidst the continuous crackling sounds, Fu
Jundie and I couldn't help but groan softly.

Stimulated by the video, she was rapidly stroking my penis, while my fingers were constantly probing her
tight, wet vagina.

Suddenly, just when I thought the man was about to ejaculate, he abruptly stopped thrusting.

The camera zoomed out, focusing on Wanqing's labia; her pink vaginal opening was still incredibly delicate, only a
narrow passage wide enough for a thumb to enter, the surrounding area glistening and alluring.

I watched in horror as the man withdrew his penis, which I hadn't yet seen, and the vaginal opening quickly
contracted , returning to a width only wide enough for one or two little fingers to insert.

In my crotch, Fu Jundie's fingers were gently stroking the head of my penis. She brought her mouth close to my ear, lightly biting it
, and whispered, "Your wife's little cunt is really something, is it still this elastic?"

I pulled her closer, the policewoman's slender waist no less impressive than Wanqing's, and
undoubtedly even more flexible.

My hand was inside her pants, my fingers deeply inserted into her vagina, stirring with a squelching sound
. I panted, "Don't make a sound, let me keep watching the movie..."

On the television, after a short break, the battle resumed.

As the man's unseen penis re-entered Wanqing's tender vagina, the camera immediately began swaying rapidly back and forth
, suggesting the extraordinary speed of his thrusts.

Simultaneously, the camera focused on Wanqing's flushed, dreamy face, while Wanqing, in a daze...
Looking at the camera, she moaned softly, her small, rosy lips parting to stick out her pink
tongue.

It was truly a small, exquisitely rosy, full, and moist mouth, constantly licking her pale
pink ; I even suspected she was licking the lens.

Long eyelashes covered her eyelids, her face overflowing with desire, and her melodious moans were like the most potent aphrodisiac
. The photographer was clearly quite aroused, and the familiar sound of flesh slapping came from the speakers again.

However, this time, the sound of flesh slapping on Wanqing's body wasn't made by me, her husband
, but by a man whose face I still don't know, two years ago.

Just thinking about how many times this man had made love to Wanqing, how many times he had penetrated her tender hole
, before it had escalated to the point of filming this, and how long he had indulged in her goddess-like body...
"Fu Jundie, do you remember? You owe me almost two hundred thousand for the car repair."

My penis, which was already quite hard, had become even hotter and firmer under her ministrations.

She glanced at me, her wheat-colored face radiating a healthy, sunny beauty, her skin incredibly smooth,
but now it was burning hot, incredibly scalding: "You want me to pay you back with my body?"

I pulled my fingers out of her vagina, shaking off the sticky fluid: "You want to do it too, don't you? But
one time isn't enough to pay back two hundred thousand, I have to make that clear beforehand."

The person filming the video was rhythmically thrusting into Wanqing, who was so excited that she was kissing her own arm
. In these continuous rounds of thrusting, while her openness was far from that of a slutty young woman,
it was definitely much higher than the average level of having sex with me.

Against this stimulating backdrop, Fu Jundie stared at me with her bright, large eyes, her face
flushed .

Then she looked down at my penis in her hand, then at her police trousers; the
wet patch on her black crotch was quite noticeable, and she was unconsciously tightening her legs.

"I...really want to fuck you."

She stared at my penis in her hand—thick, hard, hot, erect, too large to be covered by one hand, its large, purplish-
black glans shining—making no attempt to hide her desire, even licking her lips.

However, she said, "But, with two hundred thousand yuan, I can go to a Japanese host club and hire a whole row of
hunks . I don't need yours."

Then, she looked at me mockingly and actually let go of my penis: "So, kid, you want me to pay two hundred thousand for
one night with you? Dream on!"

What the...what the heck? I stared at this woman, dumbfounded.

After a moment of blankness, I came to my senses.

Right, wasn't her father the police chief? Was I blackmailing her?

Just then, the battle on TV took another break. Wanqing took off her stockings, lay on
the bed , and obediently posed for the camera like a child urinating, exposing her genitals.

I could see that her originally fair labia were slightly engorged and red, but the degree was still limited and
hadn't reached the point of eversion. However, the opening had indeed been stretched wider and then quickly contracted back to
the thickness of two little fingers.

The video ended there.

Without Fu Jundie's continued stimulation, I took a deep breath and pulled up my pants, while she still
looked at me mockingly, her crotch also damp, but she didn't seem particularly embarrassed.

I patted my slightly dizzy head and whispered, "Sorry, I got aroused."

To be honest, Fu Jundie's figure was truly outstanding. Although I hadn't seen her long legs yet
, they were definitely as slender and straight as Wanqing's, like a model's.

Wearing a summer police uniform that accentuated her slender waist and full breasts, she exuded
the athletic charm of a woman, completely different from Wanqing, and someone I'd never encountered before.

However, given the heightened desire I'd just witnessed, her ability to perfectly suppress her urges
was astonishing.

Embarrassed, I straightened my clothes and looked at the computer. Several videos remained unviewed,
presumably depicting the same events.

Seeing me look at the computer, Fu Jundie seemed relieved, coughed, and said softly, "Don't overthink
it. It's clearly written in the folder; these were filmed two years ago. Back then…
you probably didn't even know each other, right?"

Indeed, they didn't know each other, but even after two years, Wanqing still kept these videos.

Without saying anything to Fu Jundie, I silently walked back into the hotel corridor and looked towards the next room.

Indeed, although Wanqing had taken the elevator upstairs, and although the hotel was indeed invested in by a playboy,
I knew there was no conclusive evidence that Wanqing was having sex with that man in the next room.

However, when I called her, the suppressed panting sounds on the other end were so obvious; it was a pity
I hadn't recorded it.

I glanced at my watch and realized in a daze that almost half an hour had passed since our last call. I
was about try eavesdropping when I sighed softly, went back inside, and dialed Wanqing's number again.

The dial tone sounded silently, and after a moment, Wanqing's voice came through.

"Honey, you're not trying to squeeze in more time to
make our relationship work since I'm going on a business trip tonight, are you? Please, you don't seem to care about the cost of an international call, do you?"

I had no time to think about that; I was just listening to the background noise on the other end, but it remained
silent.

Just then, a question I hadn't considered before suddenly popped into my head.

"By the way, honey, what did you go on this business trip for?"

Although I am Wanqing's husband, I'm still just a junior employee at the company, and I can't always keep up with the decisions made by the
busy .

I suddenly realized that a business trip is most likely an industry inspection of a partner. Who is this partner?
When Wanqing's voice rang out again, I felt goosebumps all over my body.

"Bao Yifan, the new president of the Bao Group. Although it's a family business, Bao Yifan's personal abilities
are outstanding. By the way, honey, I haven't told you about this business yet. The company's board of directors decided to enter
the mineral water industry. The Bao family has already discovered a good spring in the Alps in southern Germany, but
they are not strong enough to develop it on their own, so they took the initiative to extend an invitation to us."

"So, we were already determined to get into this field, and then the Bao family suddenly extended an invitation, which
surprised me quite a bit. Honey, I have to tell you, if this deal goes through, we can directly capture a huge share of the domestic
mineral water market, so don't hang up the phone so easily next week, I'll
be very busy!"

I paced silently in the entryway. Fu Jundie was watching me with amusement from inside the house. To avoid being overheard by the
neighbors , I went straight to the balcony.

It actually worked.

When Fu Jundie mentioned that name, I just listened to it as a story, but who would have thought that
Wanqing would actually cooperate with that person? The Bao family suddenly extended an invitation? If he is Wanqing's ex-boyfriend,
or even the person who filmed this series of videos, the real purpose of this invitation is self-evident.

My marriage with Wanqing is not yet public. If that man is using this cooperation as leverage to try to rekindle his old flame with Wanqing
…

I stood on the balcony and looked at the window next door. The curtains were drawn. If it's about rekindling an old flame, it seems it
has already begun? So, Wanqing really came here today just to meet Bao Yifan? Eager
to be offered a big business deal, and fueled by old feelings, she just threw herself into his bed?!

"The Bao Group, right? Why would they suddenly want to cooperate with us? Wanqing, do you know Bao Yifan
?"

I glanced at the curtains of the adjacent window; based on the layout of the suites, that should be the bedroom
balcony .

Just thinking about how Wanqing might be lying naked on the bed while answering this call, held
in Bao Yifan's arms, even having her snow-white skin, full breasts, and pert buttocks caressed and played with by him, made
my heart ache like a spilled jar of vinegar, filled with unbearable pain.

"Yes, we know each other. We're both in the business world. The Bao Group is very influential in this city..."

Suddenly, I couldn't listen to anything Wanqing was saying anymore.

I immediately hid near the balcony door.

A man in his early thirties walked onto the balcony next door. He had a short, neat buzz cut, a square face, and a handsome, resolute appearance
. His thick beard, rather than being rugged, added to his
pure masculine charm, much like a Middle Eastern prince.

His bare upper body was an extremely sexy bronze, and his eight-pack abs were the envy of most.
He was tall and imposing, a good half a head taller than me, with well-defined muscles on his arms and legs.

He wore a white towel around his groin, but anyone could see the erect tent that bulged out,
standing proudly like a towering mountain.

He had come to the balcony for a walk and to relax, stretching freely in the sunlight,
displaying his strong body to the sky and the earth.

On the phone, Wanqing was still explaining the details of the cooperation to me in a soft, gentle voice, but I just
kept staring at the man.

Was it because Wanqing was about to launch into a long speech that she came out to the balcony for some fresh air? I don't believe it's a coincidence.
I had only exchanged a few words with my wife on the phone, and now, of all times, you're out here wearing a scarf, and your manhood
is still erect?

The circumstantial evidence is more than enough. Looking at the man strolling aimlessly on the balcony, I'm
100% certain that Wanqing is having an affair with this guy.

So, what's Wanqing's state now? Is she lying naked on the bed, her snow-white body still bearing
the marks of passion, talking to me while watching this guy strolling on the balcony, waiting for the call
to end continue their lovemaking?

After saying a few words and telling Wanqing to take care of herself while on her business trip, I hung up the phone and then
stood the balcony, continuing to watch the man.

Sure enough, less than half a minute after the call ended, the man strode back into the room.

"I can go in and catch them in the act anytime."

At this moment, Fu Jundie walked up to me, her tone very calm, completely unlike how she had almost taken advantage of me before
. "What are your thoughts? If Lin Wanqing is really having an affair with Bao Yifan, next week will be a time of intense
passion .

Who knows what will happen when she comes back?" I looked at the window next door; the curtains were still tightly closed, and I wondered what kind of splendid scene was
unfolding inside. "I still want to continue living with Wanqing, Fu Jundie. Forget about such a bad idea."

After saying that, I walked out of the house with a dark face. Obviously, Fu Jundie was afraid that I would do something foolish. She followed
closely behind and entered the elevator with me.

"Hey, Qin Feng, are you sure you're okay?"

Seeing her staring at me with concern, I forced a smile and said, "I'm fine, but I'll be
going to nightclubs a lot to relieve my pent-up desires this week. How about it, beautiful lady, want to have some fun with me?"

Fu Jundie spat on the ground and cursed, "You still have the mind to act like a
hooligan at a time like this? You really are a cuckold! Hey, want to make a bet? I guarantee you'll be masturbating tonight, thinking about
how Bao Yifan fucks your wife?"

My face couldn't help but turn red because I really did have similar plans, and seeing my expression, Fu Jundie
snorted coldly.

But then, her eyes lit up, and she said, "By the way, kid, we've already masturbated to each other,
and you don't seem like an honest guy. Want me to recommend a decent place?"

The elevator doors opened on the first floor, and I looked at her with a strange expression: "Did I hear that right? You're a policeman, and
you're recommending me to...that kind of place? Aren't you afraid I'll call your dad?"

The police chief's daughter invites a man to some brothel? Is she some kind
of clown hired by a monkey?

Fu Jundie knew this topic shouldn't be discussed openly, especially since she was still in her police uniform. She cautiously glanced
around the lobby and said to me, "Since you're Lin Wanqing's husband, you certainly don't lack money. I
'm talking about a highly private, high-end club. Just becoming a registered member is difficult, and full members
have to wait six months and pay a large sum of money. But I assure you, it's absolutely worth it!"

If I hadn't felt anything from the first sentence, after hearing Fu Jundie's entire statement, my expression became
extremely strange.

Seeing my expression, Fu Jundie smiled even more smugly, patting my shoulder and saying, "Considering you've already..."
" Since you're my little lover, I'll help you register for a membership. There's a pretty good show there tonight.
Anyway, your wife's going to be hooking up with some random guy for a week. How about I take you to have some fun?"

I touched my nose, my gaze sweeping provocatively over Fu Jundie's hot body, and smiled mysteriously.

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