Sao Xiuxiu

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My memories drift back to 2001. After moving with Xiuxiu, I entered another peak in my career. My talent, coupled with the boss's appreciation, led to a rapid promotion from sales manager to assistant general manager within just two months. (This position was created specifically for me as a temporary vice president, given my short time with the company; I exercised the powers of a vice president, essentially a transitional role.) My monthly salary increased from 2000 yuan to 4800 yuan. While this wasn't as high as my previous salary (at the private company mentioned in Chapter One), the boss's recognition made me deeply grateful. I felt a profound sense of loyalty, dedicating all my energy and time to the company. I was a workaholic, constantly battling, working tirelessly. The company's performance soared, but my relationship with Xiuxiu suffered its first major setback since we started living together. My busy work schedule left me no time to care for Xiuxiu. Picking her up and dropping her off at get off work became a thing of the past. Every night, I would get drunk with clients and fall asleep as soon as I got home. Sometimes, when Xiuxiu was sexually aroused, she would put on a sexy silk see-through nightgown and alluring SM lingerie and rub against my penis, teasing it. She would even use her captivating cherry lips and skillful little tongue to blow, lick, and suck, making seductive moans. She used every trick in the book, but for me, it was only a brief reaction. The most she did was barely manage to insert my penis into Xiuxiu's honey hole and thrust or tremble a few times, letting the erect glans spit out a "pus" in Xiuxiu's wet vagina before falling asleep... Life became mundane, and the passion slowly faded. The emotional yellow light didn't slow me down; I continued to enjoy the pleasure my work brought me while ignoring the alternative—sexuality—until the red light came on… One afternoon in mid-August 2001—(I remember the exact date, but I don't want to say, brothers, please don't be offended) Xiuxiu called me early in the morning: "Sheng, today is your birthday. Come home early for dinner; I bought a lot of groceries." I was busy handling company business at the time and absentmindedly replied, "I'm busy right now; I might not be able to come back." Before Xiuxiu could speak, I hung up. About 20 minutes later, the phone rang again. It was Xiuxiu again… Her tone was a little harsh as she said, “You have to come home for dinner tonight. I have something to do… Ah… (a soft gasp)… Hmph… (breathing heavily)” “What’s wrong? Why are you breathing so loudly? What else is it besides celebrating my birthday? Tell me…” I was getting impatient. “Nothing, just a little tired… Ah… (heavy breathing), I won’t say anymore. You’ll know when you get back, or you’ll regret it.” Xiuxiu had never spoken to me like this before; her voice trembled, making me realize the seriousness of the situation. I said, “Okay, okay, I’ll get back as soon as possible…” Before I could finish speaking, Xiuxiu hurriedly hung up the phone. I called back, but she didn't answer. I couldn't concentrate on my work anymore. At 4:30, I hastily packed up my files, finished work, and rode my motorcycle to Xiuxiu's place. Her words, "You'll regret it if you don't go back," and her suspicious breathing, kept replaying in my mind. What was that little girl up to now? A long-dormant emotional thread was stirring again. Although I hadn't touched it in a long time, I had a vague feeling that something was about to happen. The mystery of my brand-new Motorola 998++ phone... Birthdays are happy occasions for many, after all, it's the first day we come into this world. But every time I think of this day, I feel no excitement, but rather a sense of sadness. It's also the day my mother suffered. How much pain she endured to bring us into this world! That's why I've never felt the urge to celebrate my birthday. Back at my place, I opened the door and saw Xiuxiu busily preparing a large table of delicious food. But my mind was still preoccupied with her unspoken words, and I felt no appetite for the food. Instead, my attention was drawn to a brand-new Motorola 998++ phone that Xiuxiu had tossed on the table. (Back then, such a phone cost around 4000 yuan.) For someone like me, just starting out at my job, the monthly allowance I gave Xiuxiu was only one or two thousand yuan, barely enough for the two of us to live on. Xiuxiu earned her money through hard work as a hostess; such luxuries were simply beyond our means. I was certain Xiuxiu wouldn't buy a phone like that. So how did she get this phone? I hadn't seen it when I went to work that morning. (Just looking at it, you could tell it was brand new; the plastic wrap was still on.) This suspicion filled me with a strange unease, an inexplicable feeling of unease creeping over me. "Sheng, you're back." "Xiuxiu's voice interrupted my thoughts. I looked at Xiuxiu; she was dressed particularly sexily today, in a light purple, low-cut, thin top that vaguely revealed her two semi-circular bras and her sexy navel. The low neckline created a deep cleavage due to the height of her breasts, and she wore a super short mini-skirt; I guess if she bent over, I could see what was underneath. She wore light makeup, but it couldn't hide her flushed face. She was incredibly alluring, and I, who hadn't felt any passion in a long time, felt a long-lost urge. After a moment of stunned silence, Xiuxiu said seductively, "You pervert, why are you staring at me like that? Come sit down at the table, there's so much food tonight, you can't waste a single bite." I said with an "Oh," and then, "Are you out of your mind today, dressed so sexily even at home? What do you want to tell me this afternoon?" "Xiuxiu said awkwardly, "I made you birthday dinner before I even changed my clothes when I got home, and then you called and said you might not come. I was in a panic and just said something wrong, it's okay..." Her voice trembled slightly. "That phone is...?" Before I could finish, Xiuxiu interrupted, "A friend left it with me first." Although Xiuxiu's answer was rather forced, ttp://converseit.I touched her every day and licked her every night until she was wet and glistening with climax, but I had no reason to suspect anything and didn't really investigate. I just said "Oh" and went to the bathroom (this was a long-standing habit of washing my hands before meals, but because of this habit, everything that should have been hidden was exposed). Some things could have been hidden, but that was all. After all, it was a fact, and no matter how hard I tried to cover it up, I couldn't completely conceal it. Plus, I'm the type of person with particularly sensitive senses, so things that could have been hidden were quickly exposed. In the bathroom, I turned on the tap to wash my hands. In the bathtub, there was a pair of sheer panties. I bought them for Xiuxiu in June. I bought them for her in my excitement after receiving my first month's salary at my new company. Xiuxiu hadn't even changed her clothes when she got home, so why were there panties that needed washing? She had washed her underwear last night. A strange feeling suddenly came over me. Doubt and curiosity made me pick up the sheer panties from the bathtub to look at them. The bathtub wasn't filled with water yet, and the panties still had Xiuxiu's body heat on them, so they must have just been taken off. In the center of my underwear, in my private area, there was a pool of thick, milky-white fluid. I brought the fluid-covered area to my nose and took a deep sniff. A pungent, irritating smell almost made me sneeze—the smell of semen (my sensitive first instinct told me that the semen wasn't mine). The new phone, the whole table of food, plus the semen on my underwear—my face instantly turned black. I felt like I'd been hit with a blunt object; my head was buzzing, and a voice inside me screamed, "This semen isn't yours. Your woman is cheating on you." My mental state at that moment could only be described as utterly disoriented. I was devastated. I, who always thought I was the best, had my woman cheating on me… The bathroom was so quiet you could only hear the dripping water, and I stood there, stunned, by the bathtub for a long time… I walked out of the bathroom, clutching Xiuxiu's underwear. Seeing my expressionless face and the sheer underwear in my hand, Xiuxiu asked me somewhat guiltily, "What are you doing with my underwear? It's not like you haven't seen it before." "I've seen it, but I've never seen your underwear covered in another man's semen!" I said calmly, each word uttered clearly through gritted teeth. "You're talking nonsense..." Before Xiuxiu could finish speaking, I threw the sheer underwear at her head. "You know best what you've done. Look at the evidence of what's stuck to your underwear!" I yelled. Xiuxiu was speechless. Underwear, semen—these were obvious things. She started crying. Perhaps this time my heart was cold, so cold I could feel it myself. Tears had no effect on me; I only felt disgusted, disgusted that I had smelled such filth. Luckily, I hadn't eaten; if I had, I would have vomited it all up. The sound of crying echoed in the silent room. Betrayal—I had been betrayed by Xiuxiu again. But this time, I didn't react with the same madness as the first time. I forced myself to calm down because I still loved her, even though she had done something I couldn't bring myself to talk about. I wanted to know why. If the first time it was because of life's pressures, I wanted to know why this time. Perhaps it was youthful ambition, or perhaps I wanted to know what kind of person could have captured my Xiuxiu like this. I wanted to compare; I wanted to know if he was better than me. So many reasons forced me to calm down. "Xiuxiu, who is he? Tell me," I said slowly, taking Xiuxiu's hand and wiping away her tears. Xiuxiu looked into my eyes, her voice filled with grievance and sadness. "Asheng, ever since you joined that company, you've changed completely, you know? You're so selfish." "Selfish? I took that job not only for myself but also for you. How was I selfish?" "I argued, but I felt powerless, because I knew what Xiuxiu meant by selfishness. 'You're selfish. You only care about your own feelings. Besides money, what have you given me these past few days? Have you ever cared about me? Do you know I'm sick? Do you know what I need? You only care about your own work. All you know is to come back and sleep. You treat this place like a hotel, Sheng... I really love you, but I'm also a woman. I have desires too. I also need the care of the person I love... Waaah... Waaah...' Xiuxiu burst into tears again. 'I know, I know I've been very busy lately, but the company boss thinks highly of me. If I don't help him out, how can I repay him? You know me best. Whoever is good to me, I repay a hundredfold. It's a matter of personality. I didn't say I don't care about you. You can tell me anything. You know I love you very much. You can't let me neglect you for a while and get involved with another man, can you?' I became a little agitated. 'Who is that man?'" “You don’t know him, he’s a friend I met while working as a hostess. He’s been requesting my services a lot lately. A few days ago, he even bought me medicine from the pharmacy when I had a cold. But I haven’t done anything inappropriate with him. If I hadn’t called you today to ask you to come home for dinner, and you said you weren’t coming back, I wouldn’t have…” Xiuxiu sobbed, wiping away her tears. “What exactly happened? Tell me.” Hearing the crucial part, Xiuxiu suddenly stopped talking, and I asked anxiously. Xiuxiu ran her hand through her hair, looking at me with teary eyes, and said, “This afternoon you said you weren’t coming home for dinner and hung up. That friend just happened to call my cell phone, saying that my phone was old and he wanted to buy me a new one as a gift. He asked me out for dinner, and since I had so much food at home, I didn’t think much of it and asked him to come over instead. It turns out he lives very close to our house, only 5 minutes away. He came so early, and I wasn’t prepared, I hadn’t changed my clothes. Today is your birthday, and I wanted to celebrate with you properly, so I specially chose this rather sexy outfit and short skirt, thinking I could tease you after dinner.” "Xiuxiu's expression at the time was a mix of crying and laughing, probably thinking about how she planned to seduce me. She didn't mean anything by it, but I listened intently, becoming increasingly curious. Although in the end Xiuxiu slept with him, the process of him sleeping with her was incredibly arousing, so I urged Xiuxiu to continue. "After he came, he replaced the phone he gave me with the one you see here. I heard it's quite expensive. He looked around and said our place was quite charming, and that I had kept it very clean. I told him my boyfriend designed the layout, and he praised my good taste (damn, those are the only words to describe how I felt when I heard that. I was practically bursting with anger. The person who stole my boyfriend was praising the person who planted him—I was so incredibly jealous!" Then he noticed me and said I looked really sexy and beautiful today. I realized I'd forgotten to change into my casual clothes, but since he was there, I couldn't change, so I just showed them to him. He came so early, I didn't know what to say to him, so I made an excuse to call and see if he was coming back, and to try out my new phone. I was worried he had ulterior motives, so I told him he had to come back. But I didn't expect him to get close to me from behind while I was turning around to make the call, and hugged me with both hands. I even... Ah... let out a sound, didn't you hear that? “Continue,” I said, not allowing Xiuxiu a moment’s pause. “I started to resist, but I was still on the phone with you, and I couldn’t be too aggressive, afraid you’d worry. So I endured it. But because my dress was low-cut, it was easy for him to touch my breasts from behind. The reason I was breathing so heavily during our call was because he was touching my breasts. I… I don’t know why I was so excited, or maybe it was because you hadn’t given me anything in a long time. But I really wasn’t doing it willingly. The reason I hung up so quickly and didn’t answer your calls was because he was touching my buttocks very inappropriately from behind. Because my skirt was short, when he flipped it up from behind, my underwear was exposed. But after hanging up, I couldn’t stop him anymore, because at the same time, he pulled my underwear down to my ankles. I tried to flip him off, but my legs were caught in my underwear and I couldn’t move. He grabbed me with both hands, pressed me against the table, and inserted his fingers into my vagina. At first, I was still conscious and told him that my boyfriend was coming back and that he shouldn’t do anything. He was there.”The wind was blowing in my ear, saying that he also liked me and wanted to be with me, and told me not to resist him. The wind made me itchy and a little confused (it should refer to being confused and infatuated, because Xiuxiu's education level is not high and she can't use idioms, so I corrected her). I only know that he inserted his finger into my hole and sprayed a lot of water. At that time, I was completely overwhelmed. My whole body was so soft and soft, and I just wanted to have sex. Especially my vagina was so itchy. I wanted to put something long inside to rub against it. I was also very afraid that he would take his finger out. Sheng, you know, although at that time I really felt that I didn't hate him. But I was still thinking about you, so I took his penis out of my pants. It was quite erect, though not as big as yours. I rubbed it with both hands, hoping to make him ejaculate, or at least avoid physical contact—(referring to intercourse). But after enjoying my masturbation, he didn't ejaculate. He pushed my hands away and used his legs to pin me down, making me stand with my back to him. I struggled desperately, trying to avoid penetration, but my vagina was very wet. So, he easily inserted his penis into me…” Xiuxiu became increasingly calm as she spoke. “How long did it take him?” I asked dejectedly. Hearing Xiuxiu mention being penetrated made me extremely uncomfortable. "Not long after, just a minute or two, he ejaculated inside me (this might be something Xiuxiu made up; I don't believe that guy only did it to her for a minute or two). Afterwards, I was furious, but he explained that seeing me dressed so sexily, he couldn't resist the temptation, and that he had been frequently requesting my services recently, so he assumed I liked him since I didn't seem to mind. He also said he genuinely cared about me. Sheng, you've been quite cold to me lately, and comparing the two, I realized he had been treating me well, so I didn't say anything. But I wanted to return his phone, and he said I shouldn't be polite since it was a gift, so I accepted it. However, I didn't ask him to stay for dinner and told him to leave quickly. Sheng, please forgive me. I was afraid you'd be angry if you found out, so I quickly changed my underwear and washed my private parts before you came back. But I didn't expect you to..." It's just like Baymax. My negligence, my neglect, my indifference—all led to Xiuxiu's infidelity. I was the instigator. If I hadn't ignored Xiuxiu's feelings and buried myself in work, I wouldn't have had the opportunity to "take care of" (or rather, "seduce" her—that's the popular word these days) Xiuxiu. Their relationship wouldn't have developed from "client" to "friend." If I hadn't been a workaholic and had immediately agreed to come home for dinner when Xiuxiu called, I wouldn't have given that man the perfect opportunity to sleep with her. The fault lies entirely with me. I was silent for a moment, then looked up at Xiuxiu, who was pleading for my forgiveness with her eyes. My heart, which had been cold, warmed again. I pulled Xiuxiu up and said, "The food's cold. I'll heat it up. Let's eat together." Silently, I told myself, "Sheng, this is a lesson. You've given so much for love, but you've also neglected so much. After all, love and betrayal aren't so simple. You need to adapt to life, learn to take care of all aspects, and forgive. Forgiveness is always so beautiful. Forgive betrayal for love." That night, Xiuxiu followed her plan. After eating, she immediately began to tease me, using every "lewd" move she could think of. I quickly got into character, and from erection to rest, it lasted for over eight hours. We had sex five times, each time making Xiuxiu scream "So good...so good...ah...I'm having an orgasm..." Sexual passion, the sublimation of love—love precedes sex, and sex precedes love. After this incident, I understand life better. I still work hard, but I also care more about all the people I love, including Xiuxiu. Fate continues to powerfully govern our lives, controlling the love and betrayal within us, teaching us to adapt to life... [The End]

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