Licentious Wife Yuanyuan

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Unexpected Discovery
It's been almost a month since I've been home. I was assigned by my company to a branch in another province as the vice president of sales, and I've been living this way for the past two years, going home only once every two months for three days each time. Only my wife is home for a month. She's my college classmate, the same age as me, both 30 this year, and works as a doctor at the same hospital. We've been married for five years and have a three-year-old daughter. Because I'm often away on business trips and my wife works rotating shifts (one day on, one day off), neither of us can arrange a fixed time to care for our child. We have no choice but to send her to her maternal grandparents' house. My mother-in-law lives in a neighboring city, only a two-hour train ride from where my wife and I live. Sometimes I feel my wife is really working very hard. Not only is her own work stressful, but her husband and child are also away for long periods. So every time I go home, I try my best to please her: picking her up from the hospital, taking her to her favorite Western restaurants, shopping with her, going to the neighboring city to see our daughter, and making love to her with all my might at night.
My mind went blank. When Xiaojuan saw me off at the back door, I glanced back at the pink light in front of my wife's door; it was off, meaning she was waiting for customers by the French windows.
My wife is 165cm tall, with an oval face, big eyes, and cherry-shaped lips, which are very sexy. Her breasts, while not large, are firm and elastic, with beautiful pink areolas and a pretty back. Combined with her full, perky buttocks and slender thighs, she's definitely a beauty. The only imperfection is that my wife isn't very interested in sex. Every time we make love, it's always me on top and her on the bottom; sometimes even a rear-entry position doesn't satisfy her. She's very uninterested in sex, so I've tried using TV to find some familiar women to consult. I tried many methods, but each time my wife either said she was embarrassed or complained about the pain, and it all came to nothing. Later, I searched online and found that some women are born with a low sex drive. I thought my wife might be one of those types, so I stopped trying. Later, I even thought that my wife's low sex drive was a good thing; otherwise, with me being away from home for so long, if my wife had a high sex drive, I'd probably be cheated on. But unexpectedly, what I didn't want still happened.
This business trip has lasted a month. Normally, it would be another month before I could go home. However, the day before yesterday, the boss called all the managers to inform them that his daughter was getting married this Friday and they should all attend the wedding banquet. Naturally, I couldn't miss out on this kind of flattery. On Wednesday morning, I went to the company and, seeing nothing amiss, called the sales manager, Chen Wen, to come over. I told him I had to go back to headquarters and would be back next Monday, and asked him to keep an eye on things at the company. Chen Wen, of course, knew what was going on and said, "President Zhao, you can go. Don't worry about the company. I'll report to you immediately if anything happens." After handing over my business, I took the train home. It was only 4 pm when I left the train station. My wife gets off work at 6 pm every day, and it only takes half an hour by taxi from the train station to the hospital, so I could pick her up and give her a surprise. I planned to take her out for a Western meal that evening, and then we could have a chat when we got home. I felt a little happy thinking about it. I hailed a taxi and went straight to the hospital where my wife works. My wife is an obstetrician, working on the 10th floor. I took the elevator directly to her office. Although I've driven her around many times, I've only ever dropped her off at the hospital entrance. This was my first time at her workplace, and I naturally didn't know any of her colleagues. When we arrived at the reception desk, I said, "Hello, is Dr. Wang Yuanyuan here?" The nurse said, "Are you a patient's family member? Dr. Wang isn't working today. If you're in a hurry, we can schedule an appointment with another doctor for you." I said, "Shouldn't Dr. Wang be working today?" The nurse said, "Dr. Wang is sick; she's been resting for three days, including today." My wife is sick? I didn't hear any signs of illness when I called her the other day. I figured she must have kept it from me so I wouldn't worry. After leaving the hospital, I took a taxi home. As soon as I entered the house, I called out, "Yuanyuan, are you home?" I said as I walked into the bedroom. No one was home. My wife wasn't home. I called her, but couldn't get through. I started to get anxious. Could it be that my mother-in-law or daughter was sick? I picked up the phone and called my mother-in-law. She answered quickly, and we chatted briefly. She seemed fine. I asked how my daughter was doing, and she said she was very well-behaved, just missing her parents. She told me to come see my daughter earlier next time I came back. I said okay, definitely. My wife wasn't at my mother-in-law's either. Where was she? I sat on the sofa and casually put my phone down. I felt something, picked it up, and saw it was a pair of women's panties, the transparent, open-crotch kind, with some residue on them, like bodily fluids from intercourse. My wife is usually very conservative. When did she get such sexy panties? I've already bought her sexy lingerie and accessories twice, but she always said she was embarrassed to wear them. And these underwear weren't even bought by me! I immediately thought, "Could my wife be having an affair?" This thought startled me. I put the underwear back and went into the bedroom. I opened my wife's wardrobe, rummaged through it, but found nothing. I casually closed the wardrobe, and just as I thought I was overthinking things, the wardrobe door wasn't completely closed; it seemed something was blocking it. I reopened the wardrobe, and at the very bottom, I saw a black plastic storage box. Opening it, I was shocked. There were several pieces of sexy lingerie, a vibrator, a dildo, several sex toys of varying thicknesses (the thickest being at least 4cm), a blindfold, handcuffs, rope, and several pairs of extremely high heels I'd never seen before—red, pink, white, and black, each with a heel over 13cm. At the very bottom of the box were several used candles. Could my wife really be having an affair?
I tidied up the equipment, put it back in the closet, left the bedroom, and tidied the house as if I hadn't returned. I wanted to see what was wrong with my wife. I went out the door and to the corner of the stairs on the next floor. We live on the 16th floor (it's one of those apartment buildings with only one unit per floor), and my wife would definitely take the elevator if she came back. I planned to lie in wait here and find out what was going on. After lying in wait, I put my phone on silent. I checked the time; it was almost 7 PM, and it was already dark outside. I sat on the stairs, smoking one cigarette after another, more than ten in less than an hour. Around 11 PM, I saw the elevator going up. I was incredibly conflicted; I wanted it to stop on the 16th floor, but I also didn't want it to stop there. Finally, the elevator stopped on the 16th floor, and the doors opened. I saw two people come out, a man and a woman. The woman was naturally my wife. In the lamplight, I could see she was wearing a black trench coat, revealing a pair of beautiful legs clad in black fishnet stockings, and silver high heels at least 13cm high. Just then, my wife took out her keys to open the door. The man grabbed her hair, almost pulling her down. Just as she regained her balance and turned around, the man raised his hand and slapped her hard across the face. Just when I thought my wife was about to explode in anger, the man said, "You slutty bitch, have you forgotten your rules?" My wife immediately knelt down, on all fours, her face pressed to the ground, and said in a tense and terrified tone, "Slutty bitch, I was wrong, please punish me, master. Slutty bitch Yuanyuan will never dare to do it again." Only then did I pay closer attention to the man. His face wasn't clearly visible, only his profile, but he looked to be around 20 years old with dyed blond hair, clearly a petty thug. The man said, "You've been behaving quite well today. You have to go to work later, so I'll let you off this time. Do you know what to do?" My wife replied, "This slutty bitch knows, thank you for your understanding, Master." As she spoke, she took off her trench coat, and in that instant, I saw something unbelievable. My wife was topless, with a red dog collar around her neck, nipple clamps, and fishnet stockings on her lower body. A stick-like device was constantly moving and rotating in her crotch area. "An electric vibrator!" No way! My wife went out dressed like that. Then she said, "Please, Master, grace this slutty bitch Yuanyuan's kennel." She then knelt, opened the door, and handed the thug a piece of her genitals. The thug said, "Good, that's right. If you do it again, I'll hand you over to Xiao Hong." After the thug finished speaking, I saw my wife's body tremble. At that moment, the thug pulled on the dog leash, and my wife crawled into the house like a dog. The door slammed shut, startling me. What was going on? Although I wanted to rush downstairs, open the door, and question my wife about what had happened, I knew that if I did, she might just give up and divorce me. To be honest, I really didn't want to leave my wife. About 20 minutes later, the door opened again. My wife was wearing a pink dress, or more accurately, a pink long t-shirt. Even if she stood still, the dress only covered half of her buttocks; at least half of her buttocks were exposed. And it was semi-transparent, clearly showing her underwear. My wife was wearing pink stockings and had changed into pink 13cm high heels. What was she going to do dressed like that? As soon as the elevator doors closed, I rushed down the stairs. Luckily, the elevator stopped once during its descent. Just as I reached the intersection of the first and second floors, the elevator doors opened, and I quickly hid in the shadows. Peeking out, I saw four people emerge from the elevator. Among them was a young couple. The girl in the couple shouted, "When did a prostitute move into our building?" She then spat on the ground, almost hitting my wife's pink high heels. The boy in the couple seemed a little embarrassed and said, "Let's go, let's not concern ourselves with their business." At this moment, my wife lowered her head in shame. The thug quickly grabbed my wife's hair and pulled her head back up. Then he slapped my wife's buttocks. I saw my wife... Somewhat embarrassed, but under the glare of the thug, the wife took out a business card from her handbag. She took a few steps and handed it to the boy, saying, "This is the business card of the slutty bitch Yuanyuan. Lang Lingqing has her contact information. She can be played with however she wants, including oral sex, latex, anal sex, and internal ejaculation. Please inform her." The girl in the couple, perhaps having reached her limit, stepped forward and slapped the wife twice, saying, "You're so cheap! I'll teach you to be cheap!" Then she grabbed her boyfriend's hand and walked out.
I asked Xiaojuan how many clients she could take in a night. Xiaojuan said, "It's uncertain. Usually, it's only 2 or 3. If I get paid from the construction site, I can take 5 or 6." I asked about the neighbors. Xiaojuan said, "Yuanyuan takes 7 or 8 clients on average every night. Her business is the best, but she's the one who doesn't make any money." I asked why. Xiaojuan said, "It's all because of her boyfriend. He always sends Yuanyuan to the older sister for 1000 a night. The older sister makes over 2000 from Yuanyuan every night. After deducting 1000, she still has over 1000 left." I asked, "What about her boyfriend?" "Isn't her accomplice very nice to her?" Xiao Juan said, "What's so nice about her? I've seen it all. Da Bin beats Yuan Yuan, and while he's beating her, he makes her kneel down and say she's a slutty bitch. And Da Bin seems to have a girlfriend, I think her name is Xiao Hong. Once I saw Da Bin and Xiao Hong beating Yuan Yuan together. This Yuan Yuan is sick in the head, isn't she just asking for trouble?"
The thug (hereafter referred to as Huang Mao) walked up to his wife and said, "Good job, do it like this from now on. Seeing how obedient you are, I'll reward you." Huang Mao took out his big bag... He fired a vibrating bullet and said to his wife, "Do you like it, you little slut?" His wife knelt down before him at the elevator entrance, saying, "Thank you for the reward, Master. To be played with by Master is the greatest honor for this slutty bitch Yuanyuan. This bitch will now put Master's reward into my cheap cunt." As she spoke, she took the vibrating bullet and placed it directly into her panties. He then used his fingers to hold the bullet and inserted it into her vagina. The man pressed a button on the remote control, and his wife's body trembled; even I could hear a buzzing sound. Keep in mind, the entire process took place at the elevator entrance. If someone... When he came back, he saw everything. Although we didn't know many people in the entire neighborhood, we did know several families in our building. The blond-haired man ignored his wife's still trembling body and said, "Let's go, you'll get your treat later." His wife followed him out. About ten seconds after she left, I went downstairs. Just as I was about to chase after her, I saw the business card my wife had given the young man still on the ground. I picked it up and saw that it read: "Warm Little Sister Yuanyuan qq######" The WeChat message, #####, led to a close-up of a pair of breasts. Upon closer inspection, I was immediately shocked, because I knew those exposed breasts were my wife's own. There was a small black dot near the areola of her left breast, exactly the same as the one on the back of the business card.
I quickly followed them out. The blond-haired man and my wife had only walked about 50 meters. My wife, wearing such high heels and with a vibrating vibrator in her vagina, naturally couldn't walk very fast. After leaving the residential area, I saw the blond-haired man and my wife hail a taxi, so I quickly hailed one and followed them. After walking for more than 20 minutes, we drove further and further out, arriving at an area that seemed to consist entirely of single-story houses. There were many houses with colorful lights nearby. The blond-haired man and my wife got out of the car, and I let the car pass at a distance. We stopped. Just as I was about to get out, the taxi driver said to me, "Buddy, you don't look like you're broke. If you want to have fun, don't do it in a place like this. I'll take you somewhere much better." I asked what was wrong, and he said that the people who come here are mostly migrant workers, drunkards, and old men—all poor bastards. Quite a few drug addicts come here too. I said, "I know," and gave him 100 yuan, keeping the change. Although it was past midnight, there were still quite a few people around. Each house with colorful lights had a large floor-to-ceiling window facing the street, and many women dressed like wives were sitting there. Every time I looked inside, the women would stand up and pose seductively for me. Could that blond guy have brought his wife here to work as a hostess?
I kept a distance of about 30 meters from Huang Mao and my wife to avoid being spotted. After getting off the bus and walking for about 10 minutes, Huang Mao led my wife into a house with flashing lights. I quickly moved to the other side of the street, behind a telephone pole, where I could see the house with flashing lights. Five women dressed similarly to my wife were standing by the street-facing windows of the house. Huang Mao and my wife were talking to an old woman who looked like a madam. After a while, the old woman took out a wallet from her large pocket, and Lang Lingqing counted out some money and gave it to Huang Mao. Huang Mao took it, counted it, and then waved to my wife. My wife turned around and went to the window to stand with the five women. Huang Mao walked out of the house and headed in the opposite direction. I looked at my wife, and an old man, who looked over 60, came in through the window. My wife and the five women, seeing someone watching them, quickly started posing seductively, just like the other women. What was my wife doing? How could this be?
Just as I was pondering this, the old man went in, and the old woman quickly called for him to sit down. My wife and five young ladies quickly lined up and walked towards the old man one by one, like models on a runway. They would turn around just before reaching him, walk back to their original positions, and then the next lady would go. My wife was the last to go. When she reached the old man, I clearly saw her wiggle her hips, then slap her own butt before walking back to her original position. Was this still my wife? Normally, she'd say she was too shy to wear sexy lingerie at home, but today she was here as a young lady, and even called herself "slutty bitch Yuanyuan" in front of that blond guy. I suppressed my impulse. I had to find out what was going on with Qingbahu. Whatever the reason, I wouldn't want my wife anymore.
The old man seemed to point a finger; I knew he was choosing the young ladies. I was full of youthful vigor at the time, vowing never to take that slut again, but I still didn't want the old man to choose her. After all, we had loved each other, at least I had loved her, and we had a daughter. I didn't want my daughter to know that her mother was a prostitute. My prayers were in vain; the old man chose my wife. My wife went up and took the old man's arm, walking towards the illuminated house. I had accompanied clients to find prostitutes before, but it was always in five-star hotels and high-end KTVs. This was my first time in a place like this. I estimated that my wife and the old man wouldn't come out for at least an hour. To investigate, I also went towards the illuminated house. The remaining five prostitutes in the illuminated house, seeing someone coming, quickly started to pose seductively. I pushed open the glass door and went in. The old woman quickly called me to sit down, saying, "Boss, would you like to see a girl you like?" After the old woman finished speaking, the five prostitutes walked around like before. I took a closer look. These five women were more like older women than women; they all looked over 35, their faces painted like opera singers. It's no wonder my wife would choose them over them. I noticed a small-faced, small-eyed woman; women like that are always talkative, so I could try to get more information out of her. Afraid the soundproofing of the glass wasn't good, I didn't speak loudly. I called the old woman over and pointed at the woman. The woman quickly came over, sat down beside me, and immediately snuggled into my lap. A strong smell of cheap perfume hit my nose. Upon closer inspection, I could also smell my wife's perfume in the air—the Channel 5 I bought for her last time. She was actually wearing it to prostitute herself. I whispered to the old woman, "How much does this cost?" The old woman said the boss must be a first-timer. Our service is 150 per hour. If you want to add services, oral sex is 50, latex is 50, and anal sex is 100. If you want the full service, we'll give you a discounted price of 300. It's up to you. If you want to extend the time, it'll be 200 per hour on top of the base price. I asked the old woman, "Is this safe?" She said, "Don't worry, I have connections at the police station. I've worked here for over five years, and there are at least ten joint inspections every year, big and small, and I've never had any problems. When you're about to leave, if you don't want to leave through the main gate, I'll have Xiao Juan lead you out the back door; it'll be perfectly safe." I handed the old woman 300 yuan and asked her if the soundproofing was good. She said, "Even if you fuck Xiao Juan to death, I can't hear a sound from outside."
Xiao Juan took my arm and led me to the back. There was a row of small houses in Langlingqing. I noticed that each house had a pink light in front of it, but only one was lit. I asked Xiao Juan what happened. Xiao Juan said, "We have eight ladies in Zhangyi, and two of them couldn't come these past few days because they weren't available. Each of us has our own room..." During her shifts, the light outside the door would be turned on whenever she was entertaining customers, and then turned off after they left. I followed Xiaojuan into her room, the one next door where the pink light had been on earlier. Xiaojuan pulled the light cord, and the light inside turned on, as did the pink light outside. Xiaojuan then closed the door. I didn't know that Xiaojuan and my wife had a bad relationship and she was eager to find out about my wife, so I just chatted casually with Xiaojuan. Xiaojuan was truly experienced; while I was still thinking about how to steer the conversation back to my wife, Xiaojuan had already undressed. Looking at Xiaojuan's slightly sagging breasts, I had absolutely no interest in them. But to avoid arousing her suspicion, I had no choice but to take off my clothes as well. I lay on the bed and said to Xiaojuan, "My back hasn't been feeling too good these past few days; you can just use oral sex to help me." Xiaojuan said... "Boss, you're losing out. Oral sex is only 50, and you're giving this lady 300? What are you doing?" I said, "It's nothing. I wanted to play with you properly, but my back still hurts when I lie down, so I won't do it that much." I handed Xiaojuan 200 yuan, saying it was a tip. Xiaojuan quickly smiled. Just then, I heard a woman's moan from next door. Needless to say, it was my slutty wife. Xiaojuan heard the sound too, looking at me with disdain. I asked her who the next door was, and if she was good at moaning. She said it was Yuanyuan. I said, "Looks like you don't really like Yuanyuan?" Xiaojuan said, "Yuanyuan is young and beautiful. Whenever she's with us, the customers always choose her." While talking to me, Xiaojuan used her hand to wash her... "Get up." I asked Xiaojuan how long she'd been here. Xiaojuan said she and the older sister were from the same hometown, and they'd been here since their freshman year of college, for over five years. I asked about the neighbor's wife. (That was what I really wanted to ask.) Xiaojuan said she'd been here for a year and a half. I was really shocked. I'd only been working out of town for two years, and my wife had been working as a prostitute for a year and a half. This shock made my penis go soft, which startled Xiaojuan. "Brother, did I hurt you?" I said, "It's nothing, just a sore back. Don't bother, come here, let me hold you for a bit." Xiaojuan said, "Brother, you're so kind."
Why was my wife doing this? Just when I thought I was at my wit's end, Xiaojuan revealed another shocking piece of news. That Yuanyuan had just had an abortion last week, and less than a week later, Dabin had brought her here to work.

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