Kind and beautiful wife

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My wife, Mu Rouxue, is 25 years old, 1.68 meters tall, with large eyes, a classic oval face, fair and delicate skin,
and a perfect S-shaped figure (bust 90.0, waist 62.2, hips 90.7). She is like an ivory-carved goddess,
generous, dignified, gentle, and serene—qualities that inspire deep admiration in men. Even more impressive are Rouxue's teardrop-shaped breasts,
round, full, and firm without sagging, making countless men drool. At 25, my wife has developed the most beautiful parts of a woman perfectly—curved in all the
right places, perky in all the right ways—she is practically the template for a perfect woman's figure. I originally thought my wife's perfect body
belonged only to me, but a few months later I realized I was wrong.

My wife's father is the director of a top-tier hospital in the city, and her mother is a professor at a prestigious university; her family is very well-off.
My wife received an excellent education from a young age and has never done any manual labor. Her skin is incredibly smooth and radiant, and coupled with her knowledgeable,
gentle, and virtuous character, she could absolutely captivate any man in the world.

Before marriage, my wife had no fewer than a hundred suitors, some offering houses, others cars, but my proud wife disdained
the temptation of money and chose to marry me, an ordinary man. Therefore, I cherish her even more and obey her every command
. Regarding children, my wife feels we are still young and don't want to have children too early, so we always use condoms during sex,
even the first time.

My wife is a middle school teacher at a public university, and her profession adds to her scholarly air.
Whenever I see her reciting poems to the children, she is incredibly beautiful, like a fairy descended from heaven.

Today, in early summer, the scene before me made my blood boil as soon as I opened my eyes. Rouxue was wearing
a white V-neck tight-fitting sweater, perfectly highlighting her large, round, teardrop-shaped breasts, with a deep cleavage that was
incredibly alluring. She wore a black apron skirt that tightly hugged her plump buttocks, making them appear even more pert.
Combined with her slender waist, her S-shaped figure was incredibly sexy and perfect.

At that moment, I could no longer restrain myself. I immediately jumped out of bed and pounced on my wife, tightly embracing her from behind. My hands kneaded her
perfect breasts incessantly. Because her neckline was low, I casually pulled down her collar,
revealing a pair of snow-white breasts before my eyes. A few blue veins were visible on her white breasts, and her pink nipples were
half-covered by a white lace bra, which seemed about to burst. I bit down on the flesh above my wife's nipple and sucked desperately
. Seeing this, my wife gently held my head and lifted her breasts so I could suckle more of her flesh.

Just as I was enjoying this, my wife suddenly cried out, "Oh dear, I'm going to be late!" and slowly pushed
me away. My gentle wife picked up her bag, kissed my forehead, and then turned and walked out of the house. Little did she know that this
would be the last time I enjoyed my wife's soft and full breasts.

After leaving home, Rouxue sped off on her pink electric scooter towards the school. A gust of wind blew, and her long, flowing hair danced
in the breeze , making her exceptionally alluring. Every man on the street turned to stare. Just then, Rouxue suddenly saw several
children throwing stones at a beggar under a bridge. Kind-hearted Rouxue rode forward to stop them. Being a teacher,
she was quite adept at dealing with children. Rouxue shouted, "You little devils are bullying the weak again! I don't like you anymore!"

The children, seeing how sexy Rouxue looked today, especially her round, full, teardrop-shaped breasts, like
ripe papayas hanging on her chest, and the deep cleavage that was so alluring, stared wide-eyed, dumbfounded
. "Aren't you going to class?" Rouxue commanded. Only then did the children react, scurrying off towards the school.

Seeing the children run off, Rouxue turned around to help the beggar. He was about 50 years old, ragged
and filthy, emanating a nauseating stench. Rouxue took two steps forward and looked closer; the old beggar was extremely
thin, his sunken eyes clearly indicating malnutrition. The old beggar, lying on the ground, looked up and saw a pair of
long, beautiful legs encased in black stockings. Looking up further, he saw a pair of semi-circular protrusions blocking his view. The old beggar rubbed his eyes and looked again;
he realized it was a beautiful woman's full, firm breasts, and he was immediately stunned.

The kind-hearted Rouxue, perhaps noticing the old beggar staring intently at her breasts, blushed and quickly
took a step back, squatted down, and reached out to help the old beggar. The old beggar slowly rose up, guided by his wife's arm. Just
then he saw his wife's white breasts, exposed as she bent over, revealing a deep cleavage due to their fullness
. He shuddered and slipped, falling to the ground. Rouxue was terrified. She quickly bent down and lifted the old beggar's arms, saying, "I'm sorry,
I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." The kind wife was unaware that the old beggar had slipped because he was captivated by her beauty.
The old beggar gradually recovered and chuckled, saying, "It's alright, it's alright, my old bones are very resistant to falls!"

The kind wife tried to help the old beggar up, but unbeknownst to her, he deliberately leaned against Rouxue, his elbow intentionally
touching her breast. Rouxue's full and sexy body, combined with her soft breasts, completely captivated the old beggar
. Rouxue felt the old beggar's elbow pressing tightly against her breast, but fearing he
would fall she gritted her teeth and endured it, slightly raising her breasts to support his body. Because Rouxue's breasts were full and soft,
the old beggar's elbow was completely embedded in her flesh.

Seeing the old beggar stand up, his wife quickly withdrew her hand and took a few steps back, keeping a distance of several meters from him.
The old beggar revealed his uneven teeth and said, "Thank you, sister." Rouxue suddenly smelled
a foul stench emanating from the old beggar's mouth, lowered her head, and quickly replied, "You're welcome." "Uncle, do you live here alone all year round?
Where are your children?" his wife asked. "Sister, I don't even have a wife, so where would I get children? What woman would want to be with a beggar like us from the countryside
?" The old beggar's answer filled Rouxue with a pang of sorrow and pity.

Suddenly, the old beggar's expression turned to pain as he covered his right arm with his left hand. He had slipped and
fallen, scraping his arm and it was bleeding. Seeing this, the kind-hearted wife quickly stepped forward and grasped the old beggar's arm to check the wound. Taking advantage of the situation, the old beggar
pretended to be weak and unable to stand, leaning against her soft, voluptuous body. The kind wife, preoccupied
with the old beggar's injury, allowed him to lean against her mature and full flesh. The old beggar's dirty hands...
The old beggar, only about 1.7 meters tall, rested his shoulder on Rou Xue's upturned buttocks, his shoulder nestled against
her chest . Rou Xue's gentle, feminine fragrance and faint scent of milk caused his erection to gradually increase.

From a distance, the scene resembled a beautiful, elegant, and sexy woman embracing a ragged, filthy, and
dark-skinned beggar. The kind-hearted wife, seeing the beggar's bleeding arm and having no usable gauze in her bag,
hastily removed her black stockings and skillfully bandaged his wound. The old beggar, seeing Rou Xue's long,
slender, and fair legs, thought, "How can there be such a beautiful woman in the world? How can her flawless legs be so perfect?"
After bandaging the old beggar's wound, Rou Xue, seeing that it was getting late, quickly rode her bicycle to school, leaving the old beggar standing there, still
foolishly intoxicated by the woman's fragrance.

Rouxue arrived at school late. The 40-year-old vice-principal, Wang Gang, with his large belly and thick glasses,
was smoking on the balcony. Seeing Rouxue's tardiness, he thought, "Beauty, I've finally caught you red-handed, hehe."
Sure enough, Principal Wang called Rouxue to his office. He said with ill intent, "Teacher Mu, being late is against
school rules, especially at a key provincial university like ours." Rouxue quickly apologized profusely.

But the lustful Principal Wang wouldn't let such a good opportunity pass. He walked to Rouxue's side and suddenly hugged her tightly
. His rough hands caressed Rouxue's full buttocks. At that moment, Principal Wang seemed to have gone mad, his rough hands desperately
trying to grab Rouxue's buttocks. However, his 25-year-old wife's buttocks were full and elastic,
and every time Principal Wang gripped them tightly, they bounced back gently, making him even more
eager to possess his wife's beautiful buttocks. Rou Xue was stunned by the sudden turn of events. By the time she reacted, Principal Wang was already
trying to bury his head in her deep cleavage. At that moment, Rou Xue suddenly pushed him away forcefully and slapped
him across the face. Tears welling in her eyes, Rou Xue hugged her breasts and ran out of the principal's office, leaving Principal Wang
standing there dumbfounded, still savoring the image of the beautiful woman's alluring hips.

The old beggar, in all his years, had never seen such a beauty. Rou Xue's pretty face alone was a
rare and stunning beauty, not to mention her flawless figure. A thought suddenly flashed through the old beggar's mind:
"How wonderful it would be if I could have such a beauty as my wife, and have her conceive and give me a big, healthy son
!"

Lost in thought, the old beggar removed the stockings left by the beauty from his arm, wrapped them around his dark, engorged penis, and fantasized about
Rou Xue's full, white body, frantically masturbating. Perhaps because he had been too aroused earlier and had never encountered
such a stunning beauty before, the old beggar masturbated for an exceptionally long time this time. After finishing, the old beggar leaned against the wall, panting, thinking that
he was like a toad trying to eat swan meat. How could such a beautiful woman possibly give a second glance
to a dirty beggar like him?

Time passed by, and suddenly the old beggar saw the beauty riding her bicycle towards him in the distance. It turned out that it was already evening and
Rou Xue had finished work. The old beggar quickly folded the stockings left by the beauty and got up to greet Rou Xue.
Rou Xue despised bullies like Wang Gang the most. Rou Xue not only slapped Vice Principal Wang but also ran to the principal to complain. However,
the kind-hearted wife did not know that the principal was Vice Principal Wang's backer, and they were in cahoots. Vice Principal Wang, after
being scolded by the principal for what had just happened, held a grudge and was plotting a brilliant plan to possess the beautiful wife.

(II)
Ah! Rouxue suddenly cried out, startled by the old beggar who had suddenly rushed towards her. Before she could recover, she saw the old
beggar's rough, bark-like hands clutching Rouxue's black stockings tightly,
standing before her like a child reluctant to part with a beloved toy. It turned out the old beggar had come to return the stockings. Rouxue reached out her delicate hands and took the
soaking wet stockings. She wanted to throw them away but feared hurting the old beggar's pride, so she put the semen-soaked stockings into her bag.

Rouxue looked the old beggar up and down. He was barefoot, his clothes were tattered and filthy, and his hair was disheveled and covered in
dust. The kind-hearted wife thought to herself how unfair fate was; this simple countryman was in such a miserable
state, while someone like Wang Gang, who swaggered around, lived so carefree. She couldn't help but sigh. The old beggar, bewildered by his wife's plight
, asked, "Sister, what's wrong?" Rouxue smiled sweetly at him and replied, "Why did you come out
without ?" The old beggar lowered his head and stammered, "I forgot."

As evening approached and the temperature began to drop, the old beggar shivered. Seeing this, Rouxue felt pity and
said to him, "It's so cold at night, how come you don't even have a warm coat?" The kind-hearted wife didn't think too much about
the situation and only wanted to help the poor old beggar. Remembering that she had some clothes she didn't wear at home, she said, "How about this, I have
some clothes I don't wear at home. Come back with me, and I'll get you some."

The old beggar was moved by his kind wife's kindness, his eyes welling up with tears, and he stammered, "Thank you, thank you."
"You sit in the back, I'll give you a ride," his wife said gently. The old beggar sat shakily on the back of his wife's electric scooter. At this moment,
his wife's graceful back was fully visible to the old beggar. Her slender waist was like a willow branch, and below it were her perfect, tender buttocks. Compared to her plump buttocks,
the seat of the electric scooter looked particularly small.

Suddenly, the old beggar noticed a mark on his wife's back that looked like a thin belt. Trembling, he asked, "Young lady
, why are you wearing a belt on your back?" His wife hesitated for a moment, then whispered, "It's not a belt, it's a woman's
bra." The old beggar, from the countryside, had never been with a woman before and naturally didn't know what a bra was. He then
asked, "What's a bra for?" His wife was at a loss for words, but thinking that not answering would make her seem
ill-mannered, she decided to treat it as a lesson. Her cheeks flushed, and she replied shyly, "A bra is for women to
protect their breasts, otherwise, heavy breasts look unsightly!" Perhaps sensing what the old beggar was about to ask,
she quickly changed the subject, saying, "Look, my house is just ahead." The old beggar craned his neck to look ahead, thinking, "
My God , what kind of place is this? The gate alone is over ten meters wide, with tall European-style guard posts on both sides, and there are police officers at the entrance."
" The guard is standing guard there," the old beggar thought, unaware that Rou Xue came from a wealthy family and lived in the city's most upscale neighborhood.

They soon arrived at the gate, where a fierce-looking security guard suddenly stopped Rou Xue, pointing at the old beggar in the back seat and saying,
"Miss Mu, hello. Our neighborhood is a high-class community, inhabited by people of status. If
we let 'll be in big trouble." The old beggar, terrified, quickly crouched behind Rou Xue. Rou Xue stopped the car
and gave the guard a captivating, angelic smile. "Everyone knows Miss Mu is the most beautiful woman in this neighborhood, but I never imagined her
smile could be so breathtaking," the guard thought. Before Rou Xue even spoke, he was already completely mesmerized and quickly
opened the gate to let Rou Xue and the old beggar into the neighborhood.

Once inside, the old beggar was stunned. The neighborhood boasted lakes and mountains—it was truly like a fairyland.
"We're here, this is my home," Rouxue said, leading the old beggar into the house. The old beggar, never having been to such a prestigious
place before, seemed very nervous, looking around nervously and hesitant to enter. Seeing this, Rouxue said, "Come in, my husband is working overtime
and hasn't come home yet. Please sit for a while, I'll get you a glass of water." The old beggar timidly walked to the living room and sat on the floor. "There's
a sofa here, why are you sitting on the floor? Get up," his wife said. "My clothes are dirty, I'm afraid I'll get your chairs dirty
, so I'll sit on the floor," the old beggar said. Seeing that the old beggar insisted on sitting on the floor, his wife didn't say anything more, and went into the kitchen
to pour a glass of water for him. The old beggar's rough, bark-like hands touched his wife's delicate, flowing hands as soft as a stream when he took the teacup
. Rouxue blushed slightly and quickly withdrew her hands, saying, "You stay here, I'll go get you some clothes."

Suddenly, the old beggar noticed an artistic portrait of his wife hanging on the wall at the far end of the living room. The portrait,
taken before their marriage, was exquisitely beautiful and ethereal. As if bewitched, the old beggar walked towards the photo. Before he knew it, he
was standing right in front of it. Suddenly, he saw that the door to his wife's room was ajar, revealing a crack.

The old beggar was about to push the door open to ask if she was done, but just as he opened the door and
was about to speak, he was stunned, as if struck by lightning. His wife, with her back to the door, had removed her dirty top, revealing her
delicate, pink back. The old beggar had never seen such a sexy figure! A slender neck, fair shoulders,
a waist, long, wavy hair—her proportions exuded a mature charm. She was simply a work of
art. At this moment, the wife gently turned slightly to the side, bending down to pick up the cream-colored t-shirt from the bed and put it on. This turn
allowed the old beggar to admire half of his wife's snow-white breast. Because his wife's breasts were full and firm, the t-shirt didn't slip down directly
, but stayed on her full breasts, just covering the pink nipples and half of the areolas, revealing
the lower . The lower half of the teardrop-shaped breasts was the fullest, the snow-white flesh paired with the pink areolas, making the old beggar
instinctively swallow his saliva. The wife brushed her wavy hair to one side and slowly pulled the t-shirt down from her full breasts.
Just then, she suddenly saw the old beggar standing in the doorway, staring at her breasts as if he were in a trance, and screamed "Ah!"

The old beggar snapped out of his daze, quickly closed the door, and turned to run away. However, he had been so focused on looking that he forgot
there was a cabinet behind him and bumped into it, falling to the ground. Seeing this, the wife, without even bothering to straighten her own clothes, quickly
helped the old beggar to the sofa.

The old beggar covered his forehead, head bowed, not daring to look at his wife. His wife's pretty face was as red as an apple, and
she sat silently beside him. Rouxue had always been very strict with her upbringing; she had never let any other man see her naked except for me.
But Rouxue knew the old beggar hadn't meant it, and at this moment, she didn't know what to say.

Just then, the phone rang. "Hello, Miss Mu, this is Sister Zhang. Are you home?" "Oh, hello,
I'm home." "Okay, I'll be there in a bit." It was the housekeeper my wife usually hired coming to clean. My wife quickly
took out a few sets of my old clothes from the room and gave them to the old beggar before seeing him out. The old beggar, thinking Rouxue was blaming him, quickly
explained, "Sister, I... I didn't know you were changing..." "It's alright, don't worry," Rouxue said gently.

And so, Rouxue escorted the old beggar out of the elegant and luxurious neighborhood, leaving him alone on the street. The old beggar
was completely captivated by Rouxue's graceful figure and angelic face, muttering, "So beautiful, this is
a female bodhisattva." After seeing the old beggar off, Rouxue felt conflicted. She regretted that every inch of her delicate 25-year-old body
had been exposed to a 50-year-old beggar, regretting her carelessness. She

arrived home late from work and found her wife asleep in the bedroom. Bathed in the warm glow of the lamp, her angelic face,
combined with her side-lying position and the low-cut t-shirt revealing a sexy cleavage,
was a perfect blend of angel and sexiness. If it weren't so late, she would have enjoyed herself, no matter how tired she was. Returning to the living room, she
found a note on the table: "Honey, there's food in the fridge if you're hungry. Remember not to eat too much tonight." Her wife was always
so gentle and considerate.

The company was launching a new project and had assigned her to lead it—a perfect opportunity for promotion and a raise.
Although my family isn't short of money, my wife comes from a very wealthy family, and as a man, I always hoped to
achieve something in my career to be worthy of her. Therefore, I decided to obey the company's arrangements.

The next morning, I told my wife about it. Although she was reluctant for me to be away from home for so long, she
's always very understanding and respectful of my feelings, so she agreed. After helping me pack my luggage, my wife complained that I should
have told her earlier so she could have taken time off to see me off. I comforted her, "Honey, don't worry about me. I'm not
a child who doesn't know the airport. You go to work, don't be late." My wife reluctantly went to work, reminding
me not to overwork myself and to make sure I rested. So, at noon, I took the flight booked by the company to the new market.

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