wife and her ex-husband

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My wife and I have been married for five years. Before we got married, I knew she was divorced. Because she
's beautiful, I naturally overlooked her past and won her over after a lot of effort. However
, I discovered she wasn't a virgin anymore, so I didn't care about her premarital sex.

Last year, my wife lost her job. After that, our finances became tight. Seeing my wife idly
at home, I discussed with her whether she should find another job. But she said that since her
husband supports her, why should she look for work? She also said that finding a job would be very easy and the income wouldn't be
worse than before, but she just didn't want to go.

I asked her why she didn't want to go. My wife said she had applied to a company, a large
company owned by her ex-husband. He still thinks about her and naturally wants her to work for him, but she's afraid she'll fall into his trap
.

I thought to myself, it's been five years since my wife's affair with her ex-husband,
so there shouldn't be any more problems. I suggested she try it out; if he still tried to molest her, she could come back
.

My wife looked at me affectionately and said, "Since we got married, I haven't had any contact with anyone else. We're
a bit poor, but I feel quite happy living together as a family of three."

I was moved and hugged her, saying, "It's okay. Going to work can help increase our
income. We live in such a small room now; for the sake of the child, we should move to a bigger one
so the child has their own space."

My wife remained silent.

I looked at her trustingly: "Go try it out. If you don't feel comfortable, we can move to another place
!"

I knew my wife's ex-husband worked for the largest company in our county. I heard their
department managers earned over ten thousand yuan a month, and all the middle-level managers had domestic cars
. Even many relatives of county leaders worked there.

My wife reluctantly said, "Then I'll give it a try."

Actually, I wasn't without worry that her ex-husband might try to get back at her, but then I thought, my wife isn't
young anymore. Aside from her figure not changing, she's not as pretty as she used to be. My wife is 167cm tall, which
is the only thing I'm proud of now. After she took off her clothes, I thought she was absolutely stunning. However,
there are plenty of pretty girls at that company now; no matter what he tries, he can't possibly get his hands on my wife!

A few days later, when I returned home as usual, I suddenly found that there were many more dishes than usual, and the children
were overjoyed. I looked at my wife, who was busy in the kitchen, puzzled. She turned around and told me that
there was good news at home that day. I wanted to ask her more, but she said she wouldn't tell me yet.

During dinner, my wife finally told me that she could start working at Datong Company, and it would be an office
job. Upon hearing this, while I was happy, a strange feeling also washed over me. My

wife, perhaps noticing the change in my expression, asked with concern, "What's wrong? Are you regretting it?
If you are, I can refuse!"

I quickly replied, "It's nothing, it's nothing. It
's not a good thing for your wife to work for her ex-husband; it's all my fault for being incompetent."

Hearing this, my wife quickly covered my mouth and said, "Don't worry, I know what I should do
."

That night, my wife and I lay in bed, my mind still unsettled. My wife gently stroked me,
and under her sensitive and gentle touch, I climbed on top of her. Soon, I penetrated her, but
instead of thrusting as usual, I remained still after entering her vagina.

My wife still gently asked, "Are you a little reluctant? I'm going to work, not to do anything
bad!"

I told my wife, "Of course I trust you, but I can't trust him."

My wife smiled and lightly tapped me on the back.

Suddenly, I asked my wife, "Do you still remember what it was like when you were with him?"

My wife seemed a little uncomfortable under me. "Why are you asking such a question?"

I said, "I want to know now."

My wife was silent for a long time before saying, "Didn't you ask me this many times when we first got married? Why
are you interested again now?"

I thrust my penis into my wife for a while, then stopped, making my wife
writhe uncomfortably beneath me.

"I want to hear you tell me more!" I said.

My wife said shyly, "I've almost forgotten everything."

I asked my wife, "Did he do everything we did?"

My wife nodded and hugged me even tighter. "But I never used my mouth on him," my wife
explained.

"So, do you still feel anything when you see him now?" I continued to ask.

My wife said, "Seeing him just makes me a little embarrassed, after all, we've been intimate, but I
don't have any thoughts about that kind of thing."

And so, as my wife and I talked, I ejaculated inside her. My wife seemed to
have experienced a second climax during her recollection, and she was unusually wet.

The next day, she went to work without dressing up.

When she came home that evening, she seemed no different than usual, talking about her exciting first day at the company
. She mentioned that her salary was second only to middle-level managers, and the HR department said she
earned around 8,000 yuan a month.

I was shocked! 8,000 yuan? That's more than four months' salary for me!

Seeing my confusion, she explained, "I'm in charge of customer management now.
The person who used to be in that position has gone to another city to become a project manager, and their salary is higher than mine!"

Her explanation reassured me. I asked her if she had run into her ex-husband that day
. She said she rarely saw him; he was always incredibly busy and barely managed the company.
Yes. If I hadn't gone to his workplace to talk to him, he usually wouldn't have bothered with personnel matters for positions like this.

My wife started working, and six months passed. From her, I learned that during those six months, although she
frequently encountered her ex-husband, they would only nod hurriedly, barely exchanging a word.

Gradually, I calmed down, almost forgetting that my wife was working for her ex-husband
.

This continued until just before the Spring Festival this year. My wife called me at work, saying she
had something to do that evening—dinner with guests—and would be home late. This was the first time my wife had a social engagement since starting work, which I
thought was quite normal, but I told her to come home early.

That evening, my wife came home before 9:30. Looking at her face, I knew she must have been drinking. My wife
usually can't hold her liquor; even a little bit makes her face turn red.

After she got home, she smiled at me and then went to the bathroom; from the sound, it seemed like she was taking a shower
. When she came out again a while later, apart from her face still being a little flushed, she didn't seem to have anything else wrong.

I asked her, "Why did you go to accompany the clients?"

My wife said, "I didn't want to go, but then I thought about how the year-end bonuses are coming up soon, and everyone at work is being very
proactive. The vice president asked me to go today, saying that Xiao Li wasn't back, and it wouldn't be lively without a female colleague at dinner, so
I went."

"So, was he there?" I asked.

"Who?" My wife asked knowingly.

I said, "Your boss."

A blush seemed to cross my face: "He came later too. He had two tables of guests tonight, and he was busy attending to
them."

"He went home right after dinner? He didn't go to any events?" I continued, a hint of sarcasm in my voice.

My wife hesitated for a moment, then lay down in bed and murmured, "He went dancing with the guests after dinner. I only
danced for a little while before going home. They're still having fun!"

At this point, I felt uneasy, but I couldn't just speculate about my wife.

My wife, lying on my chest, continued, "He just brought me home."

As soon as she finished speaking, I sat up abruptly and asked, "He didn't do anything to you, did he?"

My wife was startled by my sudden movement and hesitated for a moment before saying, "No...nothing."

Looking at her hesitant tone, I became suspicious.

My wife leaned against me again and whispered, "At the dance hall, he asked me to dance, but I refused."

"Oh!" I replied.

"But on the way home, while he was driving, I don't know if he intentionally or unintentionally touched my
thigh."

Hearing my wife's words, I became a little nervous. My wife, however, reassured me, saying, "Maybe
he had too much to drink. He's been very respectful to me for the past six months; it should be fine."

'Hopefully nothing', I thought to myself.

Three days later, one afternoon, my wife called excitedly to tell me that she
had received her year-end bonus of over 30,000 yuan, and I heard there was an additional red envelope!

I was also very happy to hear this. But my wife then said she'd go to the bank to deposit the money first, because she
might have to entertain guests again that night. Although I wasn't entirely comfortable with it, the thought of so much money made me
excited and I didn't think much of it.

That night, I waited for my wife at home until almost midnight before she came home. She
didn't go straight to the bedroom; she fussed around outside for a while before coming in.

I asked her why she was so late. She said it was nothing, showed me the money she'd deposited that day,
and told me she was tired and had gone to sleep.

I asked her, "Was your boss home today? Did he take you home?"

My wife hummed in response and turned her head away.

I reached behind her, through her pajamas, and hugged her, naturally fondling her small breasts.

"Stop it! I'm tired."

But I didn't let up. Under my stimulation, my wife seemed to feel something again, so I tried to
turn her over, but she wouldn't let me. So I groped around from behind and inserted myself. Wow, so wet!

As I was penetrating her, I asked my wife, "Why are you so wet down there today?"

She replied, "I just took a shower!"

At that moment, I seemed to understand something, but I didn't want to jump to conclusions. So, in my
imagination, I ejaculated inside her.

'My wife is usually quite proactive during sex, what's wrong with her today?' I thought to myself.

After ejaculating, I drifted off to sleep.

When the light came on again, I noticed my wife was still awake, wiping away tears.

I immediately woke up and asked, "What's wrong?"

Her red eyes told me she must have been wronged tonight.

With my touch, she gradually calmed down. I told her, "No matter what happened, I
won't blame you." I even jokingly added, "Even if he mistreated you today, as long as
you can accept it, it's not the first time for me."

Hearing this, my wife pinched me hard.

"Did he mistreat you tonight?" I asked anxiously, my wife now calmer.

My wife wiped her eyes and said, "After having dinner with the guests tonight, we didn't have any plans
, so I had the vice president take them back to the provincial capital overnight and then bring me home."

She paused, then continued, "On the way home, didn't we pass a multi-purpose entertainment venue
with tea, karaoke, and massage services?"

I nodded. She continued, "In the car, he saw it was still early and suggested we go
for some tea, since we'd drunk too much tonight, to sober up. I saw it was only a little past 8 pm, and since it was
a public place, I agreed. So we went there.

When we got there, we found it had changed a lot; the tea, karaoke, and massage services were all concentrated in
small rooms, with many women waiting outside. Since we were already there, I couldn't just say we were going home."
We sat down in a small room and chatted for a while.

Later, he said he'd have two people come and massage us. I refused immediately, but he insisted it
was incredibly comfortable, a true pleasure. Without waiting for my reply, he called a waiter in, saying
he'd arrange for a gentleman and a lady to massage us. I was quite grateful for his understanding, arranging for a
lady to massage me, so I followed him, led by the waiter, to another changing room next door.

In the women's changing room, you have to take off all your clothes and change into their bathrobes. I thought, since I was already in this situation, I might
as well enjoy it and not let others laugh at me. But when I entered the massage room, I found two beds in the small room,
and a man and a woman were already waiting inside. I didn't expect that I would be getting a massage with him, but by then I couldn't
leave. I had no choice but to lie down under their guidance.

What I didn't expect was that my massage therapist was a man. I wanted to switch places with him, but he laughed at
me for not knowing the rules, saying that female customers were massaged by men, and then he ignored me. I was
so nervous lying there, but thankfully the guy was gentle during the massage, and I gradually relaxed. "

Did the masseur touch any of your sensitive spots?"

My wife glanced at me and said, "He tried to touch them, but I refused every time he almost did.
Basically it was from behind; he touched my buttocks, and then he tried to go further, but I didn't let him. But…"

I quickly asked, "But what?"

My wife said, "Because our massage beds are side-by-side, very close, I saw the girl
touch the boss's...thing."

"Ah!" I sat up in surprise.

My wife continued, "That girl even took out the boss's things and started touching them with her hands and mouth. I
watched several times and said I wanted to leave, but he kept saying he wanted to massage a little longer. He seemed to completely ignore my presence. The guy
seemed very used to this kind of scene. I was so embarrassed that I wanted to hide somewhere.

Not long after, he let them both leave and signed what looked like an 800 yuan tip on a receipt. After they
left, he... he came to my side, and I was so nervous that I didn't know what to do. He tried to
kiss me, but I didn't let him, but... but... but... his hand went inside my clothes and started kneading my breasts."
My wife fell silent. At that moment, I felt like I had finally waited for what was going to happen.

"Go on, I want to know what happened next." I don't know why my voice sounded so calm.

My wife glanced at me, then timidly continued, "Because I was only wearing a bathrobe, with nothing underneath
, the moment he untied it, I was completely naked.
At that moment I felt like I had no strength left to resist.

At first, he buried his head under me, forcefully spreading my legs and sucking on my genitals. It was so
painful. Then… later, I don't even know how he got his thing inside me… then I cried
. I didn't even know what I was feeling anymore…"

That night, I slept very soundly. I say soundly because my wife, as I had
anticipated, was finally penetrated by her ex-husband again. Of course, I didn't crave this happening; rather,
I felt so helpless, so helpless that I didn't even know how to resist.

The next day, I went to work early, ignoring my wife. I think she knew I was going to work.

At noon, I forgot to take some documents I had left at home in the morning, in my emotional turmoil. When I got home
, my mother told me that my wife seemed sick and hadn't gotten out of bed all morning. I rushed to the bedroom.

My wife was still lying on the bed, her back to me. I gently moved her over and asked her what
was wrong, but she didn't respond. I saw her eyes were red, and I knew it was all because of what happened last night
. Although I felt a lot of blame towards her, I hadn't said anything to her!
I had supported her going to work! If anyone was responsible, it was me. If I were capable, I wouldn't
have let my wife be bullied by her ex-boyfriend.

So I silently stayed by my wife's bedside for a long time, forgetting that I had to go to work that afternoon.

Suddenly, my wife got up and went to the bathroom. Looking at her expression, I
felt a chill. What was she thinking? Just as I was wondering, my
eyes lit up—my wife was standing in front of me.

"If you want a divorce, I'll agree, but no matter what happens between us, I'll always love you!"
My wife said this to me out of the blue, catching me completely off guard.

"I still have to go to work this afternoon. I've already given my all; I can't
leave ," she continued firmly, her eyes red.

I didn't understand what she meant by "result," but one thing I was very clear about was that
my wife usually listened to me at home, but once she made up her mind, she wouldn't easily change
it.

After saying that, she walked out of the house without looking back. I sat on the bed, my mind blank.

That evening, my wife didn't come home for dinner, but she came home relatively early, before 8 pm.

Everything seemed normal; I couldn't see anything wrong with her. After her mother took the child to bed,
leaving just the two of us in the room, my wife finally asked me, "What were your thoughts on last night?"

I said, "I haven't thought about it seriously yet, I just don't want you to get hurt again because of this."

"I've already been hurt!" my wife continued. "If you're planning on a divorce, let
's talk about it after I've sorted things out. That's my only request of you." My wife added.

I said, "But I haven't considered divorcing you! Besides, I already knew
about you and him when we got married. As long as this doesn't happen again, I can manage my own feelings and won't
say anything to you."

My wife looked at me and started crying again.

From then on, to avoid upsetting my wife, and because it was almost Chinese New Year, I never mentioned it to her again
, even though she still sometimes came home very late, even once until dawn.
"Come back."

The next morning, I couldn't help but ask, "Why are you coming home later and later?"

"Soon, it won't be like this anymore," my wife said.

Then she said something that surprised me even more: she was
going on a business trip with her ex-husband (who was also the boss at her company) to the provincial capital to visit relatives for the New Year early the next morning.

I ignored her because, during these days, I felt that even normal communication between us was becoming difficult, and our sex
life had almost ceased. But I knew perfectly well that my wife was going out with her ex-boyfriend, and that he was definitely going to take advantage of her again.
At that moment, I felt really uncomfortable.

After my wife finished speaking, she packed her luggage and left.

It wasn't until the evening of the 28th of the lunar year that my wife came home very late. The children were very affectionate towards their mother. After the night
had completely quieted down, my wife and I lay in bed, and she finally said to me, "Starting tomorrow,
I'm not going to work anymore, and I won't go after the Spring Festival either."

I didn't react and didn't say anything.

"Don't you want to ask what I've been doing all this time? Don't you
really ? Are you really planning to divorce me?... " My wife lay beside me,
bombarding me with questions.

I couldn't answer, only muttering, "I never thought about divorcing you."

Before I could finish, she suddenly pounced on me, passionately kissing my lips.
The loneliness of these past few days vanished under her intense onslaught, and I snapped back, embracing
her and exploring her body.

Suddenly, I felt a strange sensation. Usually, when we made love, my wife
was passive before penetration, but today, she wasn't in a rush. Instead, she
gently caressed my glans with her delicate hands, stimulating it lightly and repeatedly, sometimes with more pressure, and even parted
the opening of my glans, licking it with her tongue.

Since we got married, my wife has never stimulated me so "professionally." Even when I forced her
to kiss that area, she did it very unwillingly. But today…

in no time, under my wife's double stimulation, before I could even react, "thump, thump, thump,
thump…" I ejaculated. My wife quickly took it all in her mouth, as if swallowing it whole. I was so
excited I didn't even know what was happening.

After a while, seeing that I was gradually going soft, my wife lowered her head and kissed that area again. Under my wife's new "skills,
" I soon got hard again. At this moment, my wife climbed on top of me and inserted my penis into her vagina
. She moved for a while and then stopped.

"Now you can ask me all your questions, and I'll answer them all," my wife said, sitting on top of me with my
penis inside her vagina.

To be honest, at this point, my wife had me completely confused. I didn't know what I should ask
, what I should ask, and what I shouldn't ask.

My wife unconsciously hovered over me for a while, as if she could read my mind, and said, "After the New Year
, let's open our own restaurant, specializing in spicy and flavorful dishes. Business will definitely be good."

I looked down at her blankly and asked, "Where will we get so much money?"

My wife smiled and said, "Money is no longer a problem. We have over 300,000 yuan now."

"Ah!" I exclaimed in surprise.

At that moment, my wife seemed to squeeze my penis tightly with her vagina and continued, "If you want a divorce
, you can take all this money, and I'll go back to work!"

"No, don't go back to work," I said, while thrusting my penis hard against my wife
, making her let out a soft "Ouch!" She immediately collapsed onto me.

"Did he give you this money?" I asked.

"Well, but that's not how it should be said. More accurately, it's compensation for his indecent assault on me. He wanted to give me more,
but I refused and only took 300,000."

"How could this be?" I said, somewhat uncomfortable. If it weren't for the money, I could understand my wife
's accidental loss of virginity, but now that someone offered money, I couldn't accept it.

My wife seemed to sense my thoughts and continued, "Actually, I didn't want the money either, but unexpectedly,
he told me that he's thought about me almost every night for years, and that what happened that day was
revenge. He said that I used to look down on him and that's why I was with you, but now that he has money, I still look down on
him. For my sake, he separated from his wife after the child was born, and he's been doing it ever since. If I divorce him,
he'll marry me immediately..."

I was a little confused listening to this. My wife looked at me and continued, "Don't worry, I won't
marry him. Even if you want me to divorce him, I won't be with him."

"Why?" I asked.

"Don't let his current success fool you; he's incredibly petty. I
left him because I couldn't stand his constant suspicion. He doesn't have your magnanimity at all.
Being with him felt like being just a decorative vase."

The wife paused, then continued, "These past two days, he's questioned everything between us
. At first, I thought he was just curious, but later I realized he's a bit twisted. I'll never be
with him again. Honestly, I despise this kind of man from the bottom of my heart.

This has nothing to do with money; he's giving me money in the form of red envelopes. I think, since we got married, the only
other man I've been with has been him, and he's the one who damaged my self-esteem. Of course, he has to compensate me. And
what can I do besides money? Sue him? But I can't let it go, because he genuinely loves me.
Aside from having sex with me, he hasn't done anything else to hurt me."

I remained silent.

At that moment, I didn't know what words to use to describe my feelings, but at least I had repeatedly
comforted myself that even if my wife had sex with him again, as long as she didn't change her mind, I
had already been cuckolded before we got married, it's just that now it's a bit greener.

After a while, I felt my penis had gone soft under her. I asked my wife, "So, besides
last time, have you and him done it again?"

My wife was on top of me, tilting her head and softly saying, "Yes."

I tensed up again and quickly asked, "How many times?"

My wife turned to me and said, "Does it matter how many times you've done it now? At least, there can't be
a next time , except for you~" At this point, my penis was so hard from my wife's stimulation that it hurt a little. So
I adjusted my position and thrust into my wife again. My wife groaned from my rough movements.

"Tell me quickly, how many times have you and him done it in total?" I asked my wife, both aroused and excited.

My wife gently stroked my face and said softly, "I'll tell you, but you can't be angry anymore!"

I said impatiently, "Tell me quickly!"

"After that, we...we did it a few more times, but I really don't remember the exact number," my wife
said somewhat aggrievedly.

"So...so, did you do it in the provincial capital during your business trip this time?" I asked.

My wife said, "There were two other women with me on this trip to the provincial capital. I stayed with one of them, Xiao Li. Even
if he wanted to sleep with me, there was nothing he could do! And I've been consciously avoiding him in this regard. But..."

I was about to breathe a sigh of relief when my wife's "but" made me tense again: "But what?
Tell me!"

"But... this afternoon when we were all getting ready to go home, he asked me to go with him to another place and told them
to leave first."

"Tell me, I want to know everything," I said. By this time, my penis was so hard I couldn't stop, so
I gently thrust into my wife while she continued talking.

"After they went home in the afternoon, he didn't actually check out of the room. He said he wanted me to go upstairs with him to get something
. I knew he was up to something, but I thought we were going to take care of things soon, so I
went upstairs with him. But as soon as we got to the room, he hugged me tightly from behind and wouldn't let go, saying that this
might be the last time he would be alone with me in his life. As he talked, my heart softened..."

My wife hesitated, looked at me, gritted her teeth, and continued, "Then he just put his hands
inside my clothes and started rubbing my breasts. He was different from you; he squeezed them so hard it hurt."

"Is it here?" I asked, pointing to a few purple bruises on my wife's breasts. My wife nodded.

"Go on, I want to know all the details," I said.

The wife murmured, "After he pinched me so hard it hurt, I cried out, and then... then
he took off my clothes. I knew I couldn't escape this time, so I let him take my clothes off."

"You just stood there and let him take them off?"

the wife said. "He wouldn't let me sit down, and... and after he undressed me, he looked me over carefully
for a long time. I was so embarrassed."

"Did he kiss your breasts?"

the wife murmured.

"Did he insert his hand into your vagina?"

the wife asked, somewhat embarrassed. "Is that how you ask? Isn't that how all men do it
?"

At that moment, I lay beneath my wife, thinking: Just a short while ago, the place I'm currently penetrating was also
penetrated by someone else's penis. The thrill was incredible!

"Anything else? Tell me!" I said to my wife.

"Anything else? It's just like you!"

"Then did you touch him there?"

the wife asked, turning her face away shyly. "He led me to touch it, and... and he told
me how to touch to make a man feel good."

Oh! Only then did I realize that my wife had just learned this trick from me and was now using it on the spot.

"So... is his penis thick?" I hesitated, unable to bring myself to ask.

My wife seemed to sigh and said, "I'll tell you everything, his is longer than yours, didn't I
tell you before? But I've noticed that, except for the first time, his doesn't seem as hard as yours."

"Oh! Did he ejaculate inside you?"

After hearing my question, my wife burst into laughter. "You're such a pervert! How
could he let me go if he didn't ejaculate? And when he ejaculated, it wasn't as rapid and rhythmic as yours, and there wasn't much of it.
It felt like it was just flowing out inside me; I didn't feel that instant gushing sensation at all."

After saying that, my wife smiled and asked me, "Ask me anything else!" It seemed that my wife had completely
relaxed by then.

"So, did you kiss him?"

My wife laughed and said, "Yes, it's the same as having sex with you."

"So, how many times did you do it this afternoon?"

My wife seemed a little impatient at this point; she hadn't expected me to become increasingly excited.

"Once this afternoon, he ejaculated inside me. Another time, when you called to ask when I was coming home,
he was penetrating me for the second time. After I answered your call, I pushed him aside, but he
wouldn't let me go. He kept rubbing inside me with one hand and even put my hand on his penis and stroked it.

You can't imagine how embarrassed I was. I was on the phone with my husband, my lower body was uncomfortable from his hand
, and my hand was stroking his penis. But unexpectedly, he got excited very quickly this time.
After I hung up the phone, I was going to let him penetrate me again, but unexpectedly, his penis leaked out from my hand,
getting all over the sheets."

After hearing this, I couldn't help but ejaculate inside my wife as well.

That night, my wife and I did it three times. I believe my wife will never do that with anyone else again.
The next morning when my wife saw me, she blushed like a bride.

During the few nights of the Spring Festival, she gradually told me the details of our several sexual encounters,
including one in his office.

It seems I, this cuckold, really messed things up! But it was definitely worth it!

[The End]

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