Tales of a Delicate Wife

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I've been away on a business trip for about half a year, and I'm finally home. My sexual desire is extraordinary; I've been longing to sleep with my wife for over 180 days! At this age, how can I possibly resist? I just don't know how my proud wife has managed. You know, her sex drive is no less than mine; she's three years younger than me, so it should be stronger than mine. I feel so guilty towards her. This time, I must pamper her properly, make it up to her, and let her truly enjoy the happiness and satisfaction of being a wife!

We live on the fifth floor, and my wife lives alone in a three-bedroom, one-living room apartment with modern furniture, indicating that our life is pretty good. For the past six months, I've been sending her a considerable amount of money because her salary is too low. Besides, I also want everything women need… It was already dark when I got home. I saw a faint light coming from the living room downstairs, knowing my wife was home. I was very excited and wanted to pounce on her and have my way with her. I could almost see my wife's irresistible, alluring figure… My lower body naturally became erect… I wanted to give my wife a surprise, so I didn't ring the doorbell. Instead, I quietly opened the security door with the key and then silently opened the inner door. I peeked through the crack, but my wife, Ah Jing, wasn't there. Sigh…? My wife isn't in the living room. Then she must be… I tiptoed into the living room, full of suspicion.

But when I looked around, there was no sign of my wife. All the doors were open, and no one was home. Where could she have gone? I glanced at the clock; it was almost 11 PM. So late, where could she have gone? Back to her parents' house? Maybe she was worried about thieves, so she left the small light on, I thought. Never mind, I won't call her. I'm tired, so I went to bed early.

The next morning, after getting up, I called my mother-in-law's house to ask if A-Jing was there. She said no. "What?!" I was stunned. After hanging up, I racked my brains but couldn't figure it out, so I went out shopping. I had a quick lunch at a restaurant and lazily returned home in the evening, but my wife still hadn't come back.

I had no choice but to take out the remote and check the adult keypad to figure it out myself; I couldn't rely on my wife for the time being. Upon opening the app, a film titled "The Passionate Tale of a Young Woman" was about to start. Wow, that's exciting! I'll watch it and have my fill.

Although it's a coded channel, it often shows clips secretly filmed in hotels, with close-ups, extreme close-ups, and sound effects, because the hidden cameras are remote-controlled—it's so cool! A scene from a hotel room appeared on the screen. The door opened, and a couple entered. As soon as the door closed, they started kissing. The man was dressed in a suit, and the woman was wearing a white skirt suit. I noticed it was the same skirt suit my wife, Ah Jing, wore. It seems my wife has good taste; it was a fashionable white skirt suit at the time.

Then, the couple kissed and caressed each other, and then started undressing each other. My little brother got really hard just watching. Since it was a candid shot, I couldn't see their faces clearly, but the actions were very clear. All I could hear were the "smacking" sounds of them kissing, their panting, and the "rustling" sounds of them taking off their clothes.

Before long, they were naked together. The woman had a shapely figure, with curves in all the right places and perfect curves in all the right places. She had long, white, beautiful legs, was about 1.65 meters tall, slender yet full-figured, and looked to be in her early thirties. Her breasts were large and white, and particularly alluring.

Looking at the man again, he was about 1.7 meters tall, around fifty years old, burly and strong. He almost lifted the woman up to kiss her… but the woman didn't hesitate. With a "whoosh," she wrapped her arms around the man's neck, kicked her legs, and her long, slender legs immediately wrapped around his waist.

What a devoted couple, what an epic romance, how wonderful… at the keypad, I thought excitedly, while stroking my own penis.

At this moment, a 3D image appeared on the screen, making it seem as if the camera was revolving around the two of them. In reality, it was several cameras installed in the room, edited together. A moment later, I saw the woman's sexy, large, white buttocks; a moment later, I saw the man's strong lower back.

They were passionately kissing and caressing each other. I heard the woman say, "Faster...faster...I want...I want yours..." Before she could finish, the man silenced her with a kiss. I suddenly realized the woman's voice sounded familiar, and then I was so engrossed in the plot that I paid no attention to anything else.

I saw the man throw the woman onto the luxurious double bed. The woman cried out, and I was startled again. Before I could even see her face clearly, the man leaped onto her. The female protagonist spread her legs wide, gripping the sheets tightly, panting heavily.

Next, the male protagonist touched her large breasts with one hand and reached down to her genitals with the other, his mouth also busy, making "smacking" sounds while sucking on her other breast. The woman could be heard moaning and groaning incessantly, not much different from typical pornographic films; although the sounds were somewhat familiar, women's moans at this point were probably all similar.

Then, the real show began. The male protagonist unceremoniously lifted his lower back, without even using his hands to guide her, and with a "plop," his thick penis smoothly slid into the female protagonist's vagina. The woman let out a joyful "oh."

Seeing the man going in and out and vigorously thrusting up and down on the screen, hearing the woman's "oh...oh...yo...yo...", I excitedly ejaculated prematurely...it was simply too amazing.

A moment later, the camera zoomed in, revealing the man's strong back and the woman's long, slender legs wrapped around his waist. "Huh?" I thought, "Why does this woman also have a pink birthmark on her thigh?" My heart sank, and I was a little confused. Doesn't my wife have one too? Then I thought, "Impossible. She wouldn't do anything to betray me. Besides, other women can have them too," I reassured myself.

I wanted to see the woman's face, but the man blocked my view because he was vigorously fucking her, his mouth also busy, tightly covering her mouth. I could only hear her moaning, "Ugh... Ooh... Oh..." as she vigorously twisted her hips, her hands tightly wrapped around him. I could see her two large, white breasts flattened by his weight, and her long, jet-black hair becoming increasingly disheveled with the movement of her head, eventually obscuring her face. It was

n't porn, but it was better than porn. I thought, it was definitely worth the money... Ever since I paid for this POS machine, I've mostly taken care of my own sexual needs, rarely touching my wife. Plus, I hadn't had sex for six months while on a business trip, so I was already feeling very repressed. Today was the perfect opportunity to release that pent-up desire.

After a while, the woman had flipped over and was straddling the man. From behind, her hands were pressed against his chest, while his large hands encircled her 24W waist. She began to move her hips up and down, stroking his genitals.

A close-up shot appeared on the screen, clearly showing the man's thick, dark penis being enveloped by her reddish-white labia majora as it moved in and out. The sounds of "plop...plop..." could be heard continuously. "Wow...so good...you're such a good husband..." the woman sobbed, then quickened her movements. The stark contrast between the white and black of the image created a powerful, visceral impact.

Then, the camera shifted to the side, revealing the woman's large, white breasts trembling violently up and down, as if perfectly understanding the protagonist's intentions, swaying uncontrollably with the protagonist's movements—a truly wanton woman… Her long, black hair now appeared even more flowing, swaying back and forth, flying up and down… The sight made my lower body swell again; it felt fucking good… so satisfying… slowly… The camera suddenly shifted to the woman's front, revealing that the man had moved his hands to the woman's trembling, full breasts, stroking them repeatedly until her nipples became red and erect. Simultaneously, his lower body moved in tandem with her movements, causing her to moan and groan, "Ah...ah...ah...oh...oh...good husband...you're so good..."

Wasn't that my wife, Ah Jing's, voice? My eyes widened in disbelief...Oh my god...is this real?

The camera zoomed in, and the female protagonist excitedly threw her head back, her hair flying behind her. I could see her face, but because the room lights weren't very bright, I only felt she looked vaguely familiar. I still couldn't be sure if she was my wife, because she was moving her head up and down violently, her eyes closed. Moreover, the male protagonist just then raised his head and took her trembling breast into his mouth, causing her to excitedly throw her head back, dashing my hopes of seeing her clearly once again.

"Husband...faster...I can't take it anymore...oh...good husband..." I heard the female protagonist panting and shouting. Because it was a candid shot, the camera was in a corner, so the sound wasn't very clear, but it still sounded familiar. The atmosphere on screen was very captivating.

At this moment, the male protagonist finally spoke, "Oh... Xiaomei... you're amazing... you're making me feel so good... oh... oh... I can't take it anymore..." After saying that, he launched into another fierce thrust. When I heard "Xiaomei," my heart skipped a beat. Isn't that my wife's nickname? What a coincidence... On the screen, both the male and female protagonists reached their climax at the same time. The male protagonist arched his body and hugged the female protagonist tightly, and both of them ejaculated in spurts. Then the male and female protagonists collapsed onto the double bed, embracing tightly, unwilling to separate, their limbs intertwined, kissing passionately. The camera zoomed in, revealing a large amount of white semen slowly flowing from the female protagonist's vagina… After five minutes of quiet, the female protagonist turned her head; because her hair was long, her face was not clearly visible. She used her hand to lift the limp penis, and with her delicate mouth, she took it in, stroking it up and down.

In just a moment, the penis became erect again. Upon seeing the female protagonist's sexy white buttocks right in front of him, the male protagonist began to suck on her clitoris... This was too much for the female protagonist to bear. She cried out, "Oh, oh..." and immediately went limp

, collapsing onto the bed, no longer caring about sucking on the male protagonist's penis. The male protagonist, however, became more energetic, got up, and lifted her sexy white buttocks with both hands. The female protagonist let out an "Ah..." as his penis was reinserted. From the side view, it looked like two dogs mating... "Slap slap slap..." The penis pounded... The female protagonist's two large breasts swayed back and forth... Her hair covered her head and face, perhaps because it was getting in her way, she looked very carefree. I parted my hair on both sides with my right hand. Because the camera was too far away, I still couldn't see clearly. Then the camera slowly zoomed in, and the female protagonist's face gradually became larger... Just when I was getting really excited, the power went out... Damn it... I cursed... Fifteen minutes later, the power came back on... But the movie had just ended... I saw the female protagonist lying limply on the double bed, while the male protagonist was on top of her back, panting heavily. His thick, dark penis was still inserted in her vagina, not separating for a long time. The male protagonist weighed at least 90 kilograms, and the female protagonist could actually endure it. She seemed much stronger than my wife. Every time I was on top of her, she would say it was too heavy and make me get off as soon as it was over. "Other people's wives are so much better," I thought bitterly, "it's a pity I didn't get a good look at this beautiful young woman's face."

Finally, I noticed the date and time printed on the back of the film: May 24, 2001, 11:59 PM, ending with: "Midnight Frenzy Over a Beautiful Woman, Whose Wife is it, You on Top or Me on Bottom?!"

It seemed to be the date I was away on a business trip… I was completely baffled… and a little tired, I lay down on the sofa in the living room and fell into a deep sleep.

In my dream, I saw the female protagonist from the film step down from the screen and gently kiss my face. A surge of excitement welled up inside me… and I reached out to hug her. But this hug woke me up; it was my own wife, Ah Jing.

"You're back, honey, I missed you so much…" my wife said, kissing me between kisses. I was mostly awake by then and angrily asked her, "Where did you go last night?" "Oh, well, I went on a business trip to Changzhou with my manager, and I just got back tonight," my wife replied with a smile.

"How many people from your company went? When did you go?" I kept asking. "Oh dear, honey...didn't I already tell you? Why are you asking so many questions?" my wife replied smoothly, and I didn't press further to avoid hurting our relationship.

In bed, my wife started touching me, but I was completely unresponsive, which disappointed her. She turned over and ignored me, and the night passed without a word.

The next day, my wife rushed off to work again. Because her workplace was far from home, it took her more than an hour to cycle there. Before she arrived, I called a friend of hers at work named Xiao Liu to ask about my wife's recent situation. He's an old friend of mine.

He used to be the boss's driver, but I didn't expect him to be doing so well. For some reason, he's climbed the ranks very quickly lately and is now the deputy director of the office. He and my wife are quite familiar with each other, and they often joke around... it doesn't matter what they do, they've never gotten angry about it, and my wife seems to enjoy playing along.

After dialing, "Hello! Who are you looking for?" A familiar female voice came from the other end of the phone—it was my wife's voice... I was startled and quickly hung up, thinking: It's only been less than half an hour, how did she get to the office so quickly?!

Wait a minute, even I couldn't get there in half an hour, this is unbelievable...?

My company usually gives us a few days off after business trips, so I've had nothing to do these past few days, so I sat down at my computer and decided to chat online.

After turning on the computer, a QQ login dialog box popped up on the desktop. The account wasn't mine, it was my wife's, but I didn't have the password and couldn't log in. I was really frustrated. Oh well, I'll chat with an old friend first. I logged into my QQ and found a local friend online. I greeted him; he was also Ah Jing's junior high school classmate. We're friends and talk about everything.

I asked him how to get into someone else's QQ account. He laughed and typed, "You want to be a KGB agent? It's easy, but you can only see their chat history." I replied, "That works too." He replied, "Download a QQ infiltrator software from the website."

I downloaded it and followed the instructions. In just ten minutes, I had infiltrated my wife's QQ chat history. When I opened it, wow, there was quite a lot of chat history... but my wife only had five or six online friends. I didn't recognize any of their names; they were just symbols. Let's

start from the beginning. I clicked on the first online friend's record, and I saw quite a few secrets. I paid special attention to the chat history from around May 20th and found the problem. It turns out that while I was away on business, my wife frequently chatted closely with this online friend named "Leader," even addressing him as "darling" or similar terms—she's really not afraid of being nauseating.

My wife's QQ name is "Yun'er." Below is the chat history I downloaded:

Leader: Honey...Are you online? I miss you so much...Are you free? Tonight...771...:))) 5-23 20:20 Yun'er"""Yes, honey...I miss you too...Today isn't possible, but I'm free tomorrow night, anyway, my husband won't be back for more than ten days...Hehe...771521...:))) 5-23 20:21 Leader: Okay, the usual place tomorrow, let's meet at the Grand Hotel, room 408, how about it, baby...5-23 20:23 Yun'er"By the way, can you ask your old lady for leave? 5-23 20:26 Leader: Hey, you know she's too lazy to care about me. I haven't touched her for almost two years... How can she compare to you, beautiful lady... Hehe... 5-23 20:30 Yun'er"""Don't just talk nonsense... But you've bought her plenty of gifts too... 5-23 20:33 Leader: Oh, you're jealous... Hehe... Tomorrow night I'll definitely make it up to you and reward you properly... I promise... I guarantee you'll be satisfied, definitely better than your short and ugly husband... 5-23 20:37 Yun'er"""Don't talk nonsense, my husband is very good to me... It's just... I won't say anymore... 5-23 20:40 Leader: Hmph, I don't believe it. You're so voluptuous and sexy, and taller than your husband. I don't believe he can satisfy your appetite... Haha... Hmph, except for a man like me, he simply can't satisfy you... Right?" Baby… 5- 23 20:43 Yun'er””” Of course, he still can’t compare to you… Your guy is still sharp even though he’s old… He’s really vigorous for his age… I choose what I like… Hehe… 5- 23 20:46 Leader: Here’s what we’ll do, you go first tomorrow night, just don’t let anyone you know see you… Remember, bring your sunglasses… I’m going to teach you a lesson, let you know that old ginger is spicier… Haha… You’re so naughty… 5- 23 20:50 Yun'er””” You’re so bad… Hehe… See how I deal with you tomorrow night, I’ll make sure you don’t embarrass yourself… Humph… 5- 2320:52 Leader: You'll understand who the leader is then... haha... 5- 2320:55 Yun'er: "I'll make you afraid of me from now on... hee hee... 5- 2320:57 Leader: Okay, darling, let's stop here. I need to rest early so I can be in good shape to deal with you, my little devil... haha... 5- 2321:03 Yun'er: "Okay... I'm a little sleepy too. Remember to pick me up in your car tomorrow morning... I don't want to ride that crappy bike again... kiss you... 5- 2321:08 Leader: 886, 521, 771... I'll bring you another surprise tomorrow... believe me, it's true... :))) 5- 2321:12 Yun'er: "521, 771, 886... :))) It's a deal... 5- 2321:14 Seeing this, I was shocked. Could it be? My wife is such a virtuous and devoted wife in my memory. Could it be that she can't bear the thought of being a widow? She's only in her early thirties, right in the prime of her sexual life...? But she's so beautiful, so elegant, and has such high standards; she rarely looks at anyone. I trust my judgment.

But who is this leader? I've never been to A-Jing's workplace, and apart from a few close friends, I don't know any of the leaders there. This leader even has a car. Right, how many people can drive freely? Thinking about this, my mind suddenly... "Let's be clear: it must be one of her bosses.

No wonder she got to work so quickly this morning; her background is quite complicated." But then I thought, I can't just judge her based on a few chats on QQ. I need to find out more.

After lunch, I rode my bike to the only luxury hotel in the city. I found the front desk, and there was my ex-girlfriend, Juan, on duty. I was overjoyed and rushed over to greet her, "Hey, long time no see, Juan..."

She looked up and said, "I thought the sun rose in the west! What brings you here...? Did your wife offend you again...?"

"I missed you..." I said.

"Go away... who needs your attention..." she laughed.

"Well, I wanted to check if anyone I know stayed here on the night of May 24th. Can you help me?" I asked.

"A piece of cake, considering we've been together before..." Juan said with a smile.

"Could you check if any leaders from the city power company stayed at the same place that day?" I asked.

"Oh, I wasn't on duty that day, but I can check for you. Please sit down, what would you like to drink?" Juan said.

I sat down and said, "A cold drink, it'll cool me down..."

Juan was also a very beautiful and elegant girl, about the same height as my wife. On the street, if you didn't look closely, anyone would mistake them for twins. The main difference was their eyes; Juan's eyes were a bit bigger than Jing's. Since they were from the same hometown, their accents were hard to distinguish.

Of course, this was also why I married Jing; I wanted to find Juan's shadow again. But she's two years younger than my wife. When I was pursuing her, I almost had her, but then this guy, Tian Gang, came along. He's 1.82 meters tall, almost a head taller than me, and he's an expert in electronics and photography. He's also richer and more powerful than me. To this day, I still don't understand how he managed to win her over.

A-Juan opened her computer files and pulled up the duty log for May 24th. She searched, but there was nothing. I started to wonder, were those QQ messages just a joke?

A-Juan patted my head: "A-Dong, you seem to have lost weight lately! Your sister-in-law doesn't care about you at all… If it were me…" She didn't finish her sentence, her eyes filled with a look of pity.

"Who told you to change your mind back then?!" I kissed her forehead and said with a smile. But noticing a hint of helplessness in her eyes, I had no choice but to say goodbye.

I returned home with heavy steps, filled with suspense, utterly lacking in energy. A burden on my mind naturally makes me listless.

After several days of deep thought, I decided it would be best to ask an old friend for help the next day.

One day, Ah Jing called, saying her boss wanted her to discuss business with a client and that she'd be back late, not even having dinner. She told me to go to sleep and not wait for her at the door. I immediately became suspicious: who works so hard? Besides, business discussions don't have to go on so late! I pretended nothing was wrong, simply telling her to come home early after the meeting.

In the middle of the night, I heard the door open. I lay down on the bed, pretending to be fast asleep, unaware that she had returned. She gently put down her handbag, grabbed her underwear, and went to the bathroom to shower. I took the opportunity to secretly examine her handbag for anything suspicious. I found a diamond ring, probably worth over 20,000 yuan. All my savings in the bank weren't enough for that. Who bought it for her?

When she got into bed, I pretended to be woken up and tried to make love to her, but she politely declined, saying we both had to go to work the next morning. Looking at her lustful face, my suspicions grew: Before, she would have eagerly accepted my advances!

While she was asleep, I pretended to go to the bathroom, locked the door, and quietly looked for her underwear from earlier that day. But she had already soaked it in a basin of water. I pulled it out and looked at it, but I couldn't see anything or smell anything. It seemed like nothing was wrong. Am I being too paranoid?

Lying back in bed, I couldn't sleep all night. My mind kept replaying the messages on QQ. I couldn't help but recall the hidden camera footage I'd seen at the POS machine when I returned from my business trip. The female protagonist looked 40-50% like Ah Jing. The arousing scenes and suggestive moans... especially the female protagonist's moans, they sounded so much like Ah Jing's... Thinking about this, my lower body immediately reacted, my penis standing erect and throbbing. If this really happened, it would be incredibly exciting for me... Gradually, I started to enjoy fantasizing, fantasizing about a man who would share my wife, and imagining what he would look like, something that would make him more attractive to her than me.

Suddenly, an infuriating image flashed through my mind: Ah Jing lying naked on the bed, legs spread wide, swaying her hips in response to the man's vigorous thrusts. When he ejaculated into her vagina, she moaned with pleasure, her juices soaking the sheets… After a period of self-fantasizing, I could even reach orgasm on my own… I didn't need my wife anymore… A few nights later, I occasionally received calls from unknown numbers, but when I answered, the caller apologized, saying they had the wrong number. At first, I didn't think anything of it, but because I often fantasized about my wife being with other men, I couldn't help but wonder: Could she be cheating on me?! In this materialistic age, and with a wife just over thirty! No, I need to investigate secretly to put my mind at ease.

I figured my wife uses two communication methods: phone and QQ. I've already investigated QQ, but haven't found reliable evidence yet. As for her mobile phone, eavesdropping is difficult. Suddenly, I remembered my friend Wang Xiaoming, a well-known radio enthusiast at school, who's quite clever and can modify radios to communicate with other radio lovers. Could I use the same method to intercept my wife's mobile phone conversations?

The next morning, I met Wang Xiaoming for morning tea, confided my doubts to him, and asked for his advice on how to solve the problem. He said, "With my current skills, it's no problem at all. In fact, I often unintentionally intercept many mobile phone conversations. But for me to eavesdrop on your wife's calls is not only morally wrong, but I don't even know the frequency of her phone. Filtering from thousands of frequencies is harder than finding a needle in a haystack. How about this, as old classmates, I'll help you out for now. Think of a way to call me from her mobile phone, and I can use that to detect the frequency. But this must not be publicized."

Easily, I called Wang Xiaoming using my wife's phone, and it was done quickly. To make eavesdropping easier, I had him connect a small recorder to my phone. Once I had my wife's calls, I could record them all, without having to listen in every day.

A long time passed, about half a month, and the phone calls were all normal, with no suspicious calls. I couldn't help but feel disappointed.

A month passed, and just when I was about to give up, one night while checking the results, the recorder played a suspicious call: "Hey, Xiaomei! I miss you so much! See you at our usual place tonight." The man's voice was a bit rough, but due to radio interference, there was a lot of static, so I couldn't recognize him at first glance. A-Jing replied, "You rascal, if it's you, hurry up! My husband's back from his business trip. Last time you kept me up too late, and he almost became suspicious."

Wang Xiaoming chuckled and said to me, "A-Dong, accept my condolences. If I'd known A-Jing was so easy to get, I would have preferred her to let me have her instead of letting some outsider have her. It's better to keep the good stuff in the family!" I

didn't answer back irritably. I answered him, but I was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan: "Wang Xiaoming, tell me, what's this 'old spot'? Are we just going to let a green hat be slapped on our heads? Help me think of a solution!"

Wang Xiaoming replied casually, "What's the rush? Looks like this isn't the first time. Just call her tonight and ask where she is, right?"

I was really annoyed by his smirking. I said, "Don't joke around. Seriously, what's the use of just knowing? I need to know who that man is, and ideally, I should be able to see and hear what's happening there, then I won't have any excuse."

Wang Xiaoming shrugged: "That's all I can do. If you want to plant a listening device or a spyglass, you might as well ask Tian Gang."

Right! Why didn't I think of that before! Although Tian Gang was my former love rival, I didn't bother with him out of respect for my ex-girlfriend, A-Juan. Plus, I also enjoyed photography and often consulted him, so over time we became good friends.

Tian Gang lived in the same building as me, but not in my unit; however, our homes were next to each other. He was two years younger than me, a big, burly man, but very knowledgeable about electronics and photography. He even helped record my wedding video a few years ago.

Wang Xiaoming and I went to Tian Gang's house and told him everything. At this point, we didn't care about spreading family scandals. Tian Gang patted his chest: "Hehe! Catching someone in the act? I'm an expert at that! I guarantee you'll catch them red-handed with crystal-clear photos!" I said, "I just want you to help me figure out how to install a

security camera to monitor my wife. As for the rest, I'll handle it myself." After listening, Tian Gang said, "So you just want to spy on the house? That's much simpler! No need for those cumbersome listening devices or peeping toms, just install a..." "A small digital camera will do. I'll just add a remote control so the camera lens can be moved in a narrow arc. Combined with the zoom function, no corner of the bed will escape your eyes. Oh, and do you want me to take some 'battlefield photos' for you? Guaranteed salon-quality photos. Since we're friends, I'll give you a 20% discount!" He was actually trying to sell me something—what a shrewd businessman!

I asked curiously, "The lens can be moved? That's high-tech!" Wang Xiaoming replied, "That's 'high-tech' from ten years ago."

"But where are we going to monitor this? Just having a camera isn't enough!" I asked.

Everyone was stunned, unsure how to hide.

"I've got it!" Tian Gang was a bit smarter. "Just drill a small hole in our walls and run the wire over. I can watch from my house."

"What?!" I disagreed, because I was afraid this kid would see all my secrets.

"Then let's find someone else. That's the idea I came up with." Tian Gang seemed a little angry. I thought about it, and realized this was all for my request, so why offend my friend? I gritted my teeth and nodded.

Soon, we had it connected, since my double bed was in the east bedroom, right next to Tian Gang's.

"Next, we need to give your wife a chance to 'let the wolf in,' and then... But Ah Jing isn't a stupid woman; she doesn't seem to fall for it so easily." Wang Xiaoming raised another question.

Tian Gang replied, "Don't worry, I've seen this kind of thing many times. When lust cloud one's judgment, even the smartest woman can do something foolish." Two days

later, I pretended to say to A-Jing, "Honey, there's an urgent matter at the company. I'm being sent on a five-day business trip to the south, but I really don't want you to be alone at home. What excuse should I use to decline?" A-Jing said, "Don't be silly. Five days isn't three or four years. Look at how upset you are! Business is important. Before you come home, remember to call so I can prepare a nourishing soup for you."

As I hugged and kissed my wife at the door, I thought to myself, "I've already planted many informants. You'd better watch yourself!"

After leaving, I circled around and went straight to Tian Gang's house. Tian Gang's wife had just taken leave to visit her parents and wouldn't be back for a few days. I also called over Wang Xiaoming, the expert eavesdropper. Around noon, a big fish took the bait. A-Jing said to her lover on the phone, "Hey! Boss, I have good news for you. My husband is away on a business trip to the south and won't be back for five days. Come to my house tonight! Don't sneak around to a hotel anymore, it's too far, I don't want to go out anymore. Show me all your tricks tonight. But remember to wear sunglasses when you come, so no one can see you."

The man was overjoyed: "Hehe, heaven is on my side, watch me..." " Why don't you fuck me good tonight! Alright, see you later!"

This lewd conversation infuriated me; I nearly smashed the radio. Wang Xiaoming, however, hid to the side, covering his mouth and chuckling, adding insult to injury: "Wow! What a brilliant dialogue! Why didn't you keep it going? Even if you kept it up all night, I'd rather stay up all night listening to them!"

Finally, night fell. We used the rearview mirror to check the situation at the entrance of my apartment building, keeping an eye on everything happening at the building's entrance. Sure enough, soon my wife came home alone. Why wasn't her lover there? Did I hear wrong?

Just to be safe, we kept watch for another ten minutes or so. Sure enough, our efforts paid off; another taxi arrived, and a tall, burly man quietly entered the building. I wanted to follow him down, but Wang Xiaoming stopped me: "What's the point of rushing in now? The real show is yet to come. Let's turn on the TV in ten more minutes. Have a drink first, calm down... hehehe."

I drank several glasses of strong liquor, but my anger didn't subside; instead, I felt a little dizzy. After more than ten minutes, I couldn't wait any longer and eagerly turned on the TV connected to the camera. Tian Gang was really thoughtful; he also connected a video camera so I could secretly record the whole scene.

The scene unfolded; the camera had been hidden in a shoebox on top of the wardrobe opposite the bed. In an instant, a horrific scene appeared before our eyes. The scene we had seen on the roster before was now playing out on the television screen like a mini-movie: the two of them entered the room and immediately began kissing, followed by undressing... It was a perfect replay of "[The Passionate Tale of a Young Woman]," without a single mistake.

A moment later, Ah Jing lay naked on the bed, her limbs wrapped around the naked man's body like an octopus. His buttocks were moving up and down like a pile driver, and Ah Jing's narrow vulva was enduring his powerful thrusts. Her dark pubic hair was soaked with the vaginal fluid, turning into a white, hazy mess, and some of it flowed onto the sheets, glistening. Because the camera was off, I couldn't tell who the man was. I only saw his swaying buttocks, his penis appearing and disappearing, and his scrotum swaying back and forth... just as tall and muscular as in the film... But Wang Xiaoming's attention wasn't on the man. He was fiddling with the remote, zooming in for a close-up of their sexual intercourse. I could see that A-Jing's delicate labia minora were now bright red, forming a ring-like shape, tightly enveloping the penis, which was wet with her juices and moving in and out.

Whether the image was zoomed in too closely or it was actually like that, the man's penis was really thick, stretching A-Jing's vagina to its limit, making it feel completely full. What pained me the most was that A-Jing was actually moving her buttocks up and down, responding to his thrusting movements.

The television was blaring with suggestive moans. This kind of pleasant music, which I was supposed to enjoy alone, was now being heard by three men: "Ah!... Ah... Ah... Hmm... Hmm... Hmm... Big brother... Your thick cock... Big cock... It's about to burst my pussy!... Hmm... Hmm... It feels so good!... Hmm... Hmm... I'm going to cum again... I'm cumming... Ah! Ah! Ah!... I want you to fuck me like this all night!... Hmm... Hmm..."

Tian Gang and Wang Xiaoming were completely absorbed, as if they were watching a thrilling erotic film, their eyes wide with astonishment. It was as if the woman being fucked to the point of ecstasy wasn't their friend's wife, but a stunningly beautiful erotic film queen performing a realistic act. He swayed the camera back and forth, sometimes focusing on the dripping vulva, sometimes on the swaying breasts, and sometimes even on the anus where the dripping fluid formed a white line.

Then I looked at Tian Gang and Wang Xiaoming's genitals, and oh my god... two huge bulges... Damn it, these two bastards got away with this... But without them, I couldn't have done this. Maybe this is the price I have to pay.

Dizzy and breathless, I watched my beloved wife being relentlessly violated by two men. I was furious, my heart pounding, sweat pouring down my back, and I was restless.

But strangely, when all the men were captivated by my wife's alluring body, unable to extricate themselves, that inexplicable, wonderful feeling began to rise again, growing stronger and stronger.

It felt much more real than I'd ever imagined, and I thoroughly enjoyed the sensation. My lower body swelled up like Tian Gang and Wang Xiaoming's. It seemed no man could escape her allure, drawn by an invisible gravitational pull, like the nine planets of the solar system, revolving endlessly, unable to break free from the sun's clutches.

My wife's moans grew louder and louder, and the man's thrusts became faster and faster. On screen, his penis swelled like a giant fiery rod, struggling to pull and thrust into her vagina. Seemingly unsatisfied, he pulled out his large, wet penis. "No... I want it..." Ah Jing was in the throes of excitement, and suddenly having her treasure taken away was unbearable... Before she could finish speaking, the male protagonist easily grasped his wife's slender waist with his strong hands, flipping her over so she was in a dog-like prone position. Then, with a lift of his hands, Ah Jing's sexy, white, and tender buttocks suddenly protruded.

"Oh... ah... that's great..." With a "plop," the large penis disappeared, where did it go... into Ah Jing's cunt?

"Just like a keypad locker, so exciting... good!!!" Tian Gang and Wang Xiaoming completely forgot that they were helping me and actually cheered in front of me.

"Ahhhhhh..." Under the male protagonist's intense thrusts, Ah Jing's sagging breasts swayed back and forth, her hair already covering her face, and all that could be heard was her continuous moaning... It seemed she was close to reaching her climax... Watching this made my lower body burning with lust... I couldn't wait to go up and have some fun with her too.

The camera zoomed in, revealing the penis and labia clearly, the impact frequency high... At this moment, the male protagonist's scrotum lifted a few times, causing his testicles to bounce a few times as well. His entire penis was deeply buried inside the vagina, twitching incessantly. His buttocks opened and closed, his two mounds of flesh trembling violently. Several small white liquids, the size of soybeans, oozed from the gap between the vagina and the penis, growing larger and larger until they pooled into a puddle of white fluid, trickling down... I knew that this sex scene had reached its curtain call. The man was selflessly offering his scalding semen to my wife, pumping it deep inside her in spurts.

When the two were exhausted and huddled together, panting against the headboard, Wang Xiaoming zoomed out to get a clear look at the adulterer's face. Then it was the perfect moment to go in and catch them in the act. When the man's face filled the entire television screen, I was stunned, speechless for a long time.

It turned out that the adulterer was…was…was Manager Zhao, the CEO of A-Jing's company! Luckily, I had seen a group photo of Ah Jing's company before, so I recognized him. He's over fifty, and he still had the nerve to seduce married women… Then, a conversation between the two of them piqued my interest: “Next time we go on a business trip, let’s go to Shenzhen… I heard it’s really open there…” “

That would be perfect, I love excitement…”

“Last time on the business trip, did you think I served you well? Haha…”

“Don’t even mention it… my genitals are almost swollen… Humph…”

“How about this, it’s too much trouble to be at your place every day. Tomorrow night, let’s go to our usual spot—room 408 at the big hotel. It’s spacious, the big bed is bouncy… we can even have a romantic bath together, and bring a few porn discs, we can watch and learn at the same time… Hehe…”

"That's good, but I'm afraid someone will use it against me and my husband will find out."

"Same as before, we'll use fake names... Anyway, the boss there is my buddy... It'll be fine..." "

Okay... I'll definitely get my revenge tomorrow... Hehe... Mmm..."

My wife was kissed by her manager again... What followed was another passionate lovemaking session between the two of them... The original plan was completely disrupted, and we had to rearrange it. Tian Gang, Wang Xiaoming, and I discussed it for a while and finally came up with a brilliant plan to make him reap what he sowed and suffer the consequences.

But then I thought, no, if I really cause him trouble, my wife's job will be ruined. You know how much effort it took for A-Jing to get Manager Zhao to arrange a job for her, and she even gave him a lot of money… Thinking of this, I lowered my head again, forcing back my tears. After all, I had to ask him for a favor.

Now I understood everything. No wonder I couldn't find any evidence; so that's how it was… Thinking of this, I sighed: Alas… what a misfortune for my family, producing such a harlot… I thought dejectedly.

Actually, two years ago, when A-Jing went to her workplace to ask her boss for a job, she was already being targeted by her lecherous boss, but he had no opportunity to take advantage of her. I wonder how he eventually succeeded?

With nothing else to do, I called Xiao Liu, the deputy director of A-Jing's office.

"Hey, Liu, are you free tonight? Come have a drink with me, I'm so bored..."

"Okay, I'll do whatever you say, brother... Hehe... I'll bring the drinks, you prepare the food..." Xiao Liu was very straightforward and quite handsome. "How about this, we go out to eat, so we don't have to cook ourselves..." I said, not wanting anyone else to join in. "See you there..." Xiao Liu replied happily.

From 7 pm to midnight, we drank until midnight. During that time, Xiao Liu answered all my questions, and all my doubts were resolved... So that's how it is...! Later, because I was in a bad mood, and Xiao Liu kept clinking glasses with me, and because I can't hold my liquor, I got completely drunk and had to be helped home by Xiao Liu.

The person who opened the door was his wife, Jing. She seemed to have slept for a while, because she was only wearing a nightgown, with nothing underneath. But the nightgown was practically invisible, as it was almost transparent. You could vaguely see her thick, dark pubic hair and her impressive breasts. Xiao Liu stared, his eyes wide and mouth agape… “Oh, it’s Xiao Liu! Why are you drinking so late? And letting him drink so much, really… Quickly help him in, what are you standing there for?” Little did she know that Xiao Liu’s attention was entirely focused on her beautiful body.

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