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The sun was shining brightly outside the window, its rays streaming through and illuminating Wenjuan, making her snow-white body appear even whiter. Her thin nightgown offered little concealment of her beautiful figure; in the sunlight, her firm breasts were clearly visible, and a dark patch was faintly visible at the base of her snow-white thighs. She stretched, opening her still sleepy, beautiful eyes. Remembering her husband's frenzy the previous night, a blush rose to her cheeks.
Wenjuan is twenty-eight years old this year. Her relationship with her husband has been long, spanning thirteen years from when they met at fifteen to their marriage. They loved each other passionately. Who can say they didn't love each other? So if you ask her if love exists in the world, she will answer you with certainty, yes! From the day she and her husband Ziyang walked down the aisle, Wenjuan has dedicated everything to Ziyang. He is the only man in her life, and he is her everything!
After washing up, Wenjuan looked at herself in the mirror. Her fair face had a pair of bright, watery eyes that shone with a soft light, and her bright red lips were slightly parted, exuding both innocence and the charm of a young woman.
Married for four years, she has maintained a great figure because she doesn't have children. Her breasts are high and firm, her hips are firm, and her slender waist is pitiful. Wenjuan smiled with satisfaction and reached out to caress her breasts. Her breasts were still slightly sore from her husband's passion last night. "It feels so good..." Wenjuan blushed, as if she could see her husband vigorously rubbing her breasts in front of her again.
"Ah... what's wrong with me? I was up all night yesterday, why am I still thinking about it now?" Wenjuan shook her head, trying to shake off the desire in her mind, and turned to walk to the living room, tidying up the place. She was a typical housewife, but she never complained. In order to make her husband feel good as soon as he came home, she always tried her best to keep the house clean and tidy.
Time flies, and it was already afternoon. Wenjuan had prepared the meal when she heard the front door open. She hurried out to greet him, and there stood Ziyang, dressed in a sharp suit. "Honey, you're back!" Wenjuan excitedly rushed over and hugged Ziyang's neck. "I missed you so much!"
"Wife, you missed me after playing for so long yesterday?" Ziyang teased. Wenjuan blushed and twisted her waist, protesting, "You're so annoying! I missed you, not..." "Not what?" Ziyang's hand, which was on her waist, slowly moved to her breasts, gently caressing them through her clothes.
"Ah..." Wenjuan's eyes seemed to be about to overflow with tears. Her husband's caresses made her feel comfortable all over. "No, I just want...that." Wenjuan leaned against Ziyang and said softly. A smile appeared on Ziyang's face. He casually lifted Wenjuan's shirt and directly touched Wenjuan's breasts, playing with her small nipples. Under his caresses, the nipples quickly became erect.
Wenjuan's breathing quickened, and she leaned against Ziyang, hugging him tightly. She whispered in his ear, her breath sweet as orchids, "Ah... I don't want to... make love... Ziyang, I... I want to..." Ziyang suddenly kissed her lips, and Wenjuan let out a soft hum through her nose. Her snake-like tongue immediately slipped into Ziyang's mouth, intertwining with his. Ziyang kissed Wenjuan passionately, and the hand caressing her breasts gradually increased its strength. He couldn't get enough of his wife's breasts.
Under Ziyang's teasing, Wenjuan was already filled with lust, feeling her whole body burning, especially her groin, where a fire seemed to be burning. Her vagina was already involuntarily flowing with lustful fluid. Moans escaped from her cherry lips, but her husband continued to tease her unhurriedly. Wenjuan couldn't help but reach down to her husband's crotch, grasping his penis through his pants and gently rubbing it. But Ziyang's penis remained limp, and although she kept stroking it, it seemed to have no effect. "Ah... what's going on?" Wenjuan felt like she was on fire, her body writhing like a snake.
Ziyang suddenly pushed her away and said, "Wenjuan, I'm hungry. Let's eat first." Wenjuan looked like she was about to cry, her big, watery eyes looking at Ziyang with resentment, her cherry lips trembling. Ziyang gently patted her face and said softly, "Baby, I'm so tired today, and I'm so hungry now."
Although Wenjuan was burning with desire, her submissive nature prevented her from disobeying her husband. She had no choice but to suppress her passion and go to the dinner table with Ziyang. After quickly finishing their meal, Wenjuan looked at Ziyang again. "Ring ring..." Ziyang's phone rang. "Hello, it's me. Now? Oh, okay, I'll be right there." Ziyang hung up and said apologetically to Wenjuan, "Wenjuan, the company urgently needs me; I have to go."
Wenjuan felt a pang of disappointment, but said, "Business is important, you should go now. I'll get you your coat." Wenjuan picked up her husband's suit and helped him put it on. Suddenly, she noticed a faint lipstick mark behind her husband's ear. Wenjuan's heart skipped a beat. It wasn't hers. She hadn't worn lipstick today. How could there be a lipstick mark behind her husband's ear? In an instant, Wenjuan's mind went blank, and she froze.
Ziyang didn't notice Wenjuan's unusual behavior. The phone rang again, and Ziyang quickly picked it up: "Hello, I'm already here. Don't worry, I'll be there soon." After hanging up, Ziyang said to Wenjuan, "I'm leaving. I might be back late tonight. Don't wait for me."
Wenjuan was in a state of utter confusion. "What's going on? Could it be that my husband is having an affair? No, that's impossible. He's so good to me. We were so affectionate last night. How could this be?" Seeing Wenjuan lost in thought, Ziyang asked curiously, "Wenjuan, what's wrong?"
Wenjuan woke up with a start and forced a smile, saying, "It's alright, you go ahead." Ziyang nodded and quickly went out the door. Wenjuan watched Ziyang disappear through the doorway, and a voice echoed in her heart: "Go and see if he really went to the company?" She slowly moved her feet and followed behind her husband.
Ziyang hadn't expected Wenjuan to follow him. He kept walking until they reached a building next door, entered the elevator, and Wenjuan felt a sharp pain in her heart. "My husband really isn't going to the company." Seeing the elevator stop, Wenjuan followed. Just as she stepped out, she saw Ziyang's figure disappear in front of a door. Wenjuan hurried to the door; it wasn't fully closed, clearly Ziyang had been careless. She heard Ziyang's laughter: "You little slut, I've fucked you all day, and you're still not satisfied? You want me to come over again tonight?"
A seductive voice replied, "Yes, I am very horny. Who told you to have such a powerful penis? Humph, if you don't want to, then don't come." Wenjuan peeked through the crack in the door and saw Ziyang embracing a glamorous woman, saying, "Baby, how could I not miss you? Look, I came as soon as you called." He then kissed the woman's lips.
Wenjuan felt a pang of sadness, and tears welled up in her eyes. She then saw the woman's hand moving incessantly between Ziyang's legs. Suddenly, she pushed Ziyang away, knelt down in front of him, reached out and unbuckled his belt, pulled down his pants, took out his penis, and took it into her mouth, sucking and swallowing it repeatedly.
Zi Yang looked completely absorbed, reaching out to touch the woman's head while making soft moaning noises. He said, "Your oral skills are amazing. My wife never gives me oral sex; she says it's dirty." Hearing Zi Yang's words, the woman became even more enthusiastic, her hands constantly kneading Zi Yang's testicles, almost swallowing his entire penis into her mouth.
Ziyang held the woman's head, his buttocks thrusting incessantly, moaning, "So good, your tongue is amazing, oh...so numb..." Wenjuan stared in disbelief. Conservative by nature, she had never imagined witnessing such a scene. Although her husband had asked her to do this before, she had always felt embarrassed. Seeing the woman's actions, she couldn't help but wonder, "Could this be why Ziyang sought her out?"
The woman spat out his penis, and Zi Yang's penis was already erect, the red glans twitching. The woman reached out and grabbed it, smiling seductively, "It's so big." Zi Yang grabbed her breast and laughed, "You slut, all you know is big penises. Get up."
The woman stood up and quickly took off her clothes, revealing a voluptuous body to Wenjuan. Her breasts were large, and her nipples were bright red. Ziyang pinched one of her breasts and said, "Lie down."
The woman obediently lay down, bringing her buttocks close to Ziyang's front. Ziyang leaned over her back, his arms wrapped around her, vigorously rubbing her breasts, his glans sliding back and forth in her buttocks. The woman suddenly let out a muffled groan as Ziyang's penis entered her vagina. "Still so tight after a day, your vagina is really nice," Ziyang said with a smile, continuing to thrust his penis.
The woman responded forcefully, moaning, "Ah... harder... harder... your cock is so deep... harder..." Her waist twisted incessantly, and she managed to turn around, bringing her lips to kiss Ziyang. Ziyang kissed her while thrusting forcefully. Wenjuan, witnessing this scene, felt her heart turn to ice. She could no longer clearly see her husband's face. Thirteen years of affection seemed to vanish completely in that moment. She deeply loved her husband, yet he had betrayed her.
The two men inside, completely unaware that Wenjuan was watching, grew increasingly frenzied. Clinging tightly to each other, they thrust wildly, their moans and groans growing louder. Suddenly, Ziyang thrust forcefully a few times, let out a long cry, and collapsed onto the woman's back, motionless. Wenjuan could no longer bear to watch. Gentle by nature, she hadn't considered going in to expose them. Silently weeping, she left this heartbreaking place.
When she arrived on the street, the lights around her were already on. Wenjuan walked aimlessly and unintentionally came to the door of a bar. Wenjuan walked into the bar with a bitter smile. The bar was very lively. Wenjuan ordered a bottle of wine and drank it in big gulps. The cold wine went into her mouth, but it made her even more confused.
In the hazy light, a man walked up to her and put his hand on her shoulder. "Miss, all alone? How come someone as beautiful as you has no one with them?" "Beautiful?" Wenjuan laughed and said, "Am I really beautiful?" "Of course you are beautiful. You are the most eye-catching girl in the whole place," the man said.
Wenjuan took another big gulp, as if to vent the pain in her heart, and said loudly, "No, I'm not pretty, I'm a woman who has been abandoned." The man gently hugged her and whispered in her ear, "Miss, no one will abandon you."
A tingling sensation came from her ears, making Wenjuan feel very comfortable. She was drunk. She looked at the man and suddenly said, "Take me away." A look of wild joy flashed across the man's face. He put his arm around Wenjuan and walked into a private room. The room was very large, and there was even a bed inside. A large mirror was hanging on the wall.
As soon as they entered the private room, the man's hand touched Wenjuan's breast. A strange pleasure rose from the bottom of Wenjuan's heart. It was the first time she had been touched by a man other than her husband, and this feeling gave her a sense of vengeful pleasure. Wenjuan nestled against him without resistance, and the man's hands became more and more forceful, his hands stroking her body incessantly. Wenjuan also reached between the man's legs, grasped his already swollen penis, and rubbed it vigorously.
The man's lips moved closer and kissed Wenjuan's. Wenjuan responded passionately, having long forgotten that the person in front of her was a stranger. In her heart, there was only the desire for revenge! The scene of her husband making love with that woman appeared before her eyes again. Wenjuan suddenly pulled down the man's pants, revealing his swollen penis, and suddenly took it into her mouth.
The man let out a satisfied moan and remained motionless. It was the first time Wenjuan had a man's penis in her mouth. The faint taste didn't bother her. She sucked hard, and although she had no skill whatsoever, her soft tongue still intoxicated the man.
The man pulled her up and gently removed her clothes, revealing her beautiful body. He exclaimed in admiration and gently caressed her skin.
Wenjuan let out a groan. The man's caresses ignited the desire she had suppressed before the meal. She could no longer stand and fell onto the bed. The man then pressed down on her, his mouth on her nipple, gently sucking on it. The tingling sensation made Wenjuan feel weak all over.
The man's hand slid along Wenjuan's beautiful curves to her vulva, gently caressing her. Wenjuan closed her eyes, her face flushed, enjoying the man's caresses; his skillful technique made her feel completely comfortable. Suddenly, her whole body tensed as the man's two fingers were inserted into her vagina, moving back and forth.
Wenjuan trembled all over, her vagina continuously leaking fluids. Reason was gradually disappearing, and she longed for the man's penis... The man's penis was already painfully swollen. He gently parted Wenjuan's thighs, pressed the head of his penis against Wenjuan's labia, and gently slid it.
"Ah, he's going to put it in." Wenjuan thought, "Is this really going to happen? How could I be so lewd? Although my husband has wronged me, am I doing the right thing?" A last shred of reason lingered in Wenjuan's mind. The man could no longer restrain himself and slowly began to penetrate. Wenjuan felt the glans part her labia and probe deeper inside.
"No..." Wenjuan suddenly screamed, forcefully pushing the man away. The man looked at her in surprise, and tears suddenly streamed down Wenjuan's face. "I'm not a lewd woman, I can't do this," a voice inside Wenjuan cried out. She stood up and walked towards the clothes scattered on the ground.
The man called out from behind her, "What's wrong with you?" Wenjuan ignored him, bent down, picked up her clothes, and was about to put them on when she saw herself in the mirror opposite her. Her face was flushed, her breasts were high and firm, and the curves of her body were mesmerizing.
Wenjuan stared blankly, remembering her reflection in the mirror at home that morning. "Is that me? What kind of person am I?" Wenjuan's hand touched her breast again. The man came up behind her again, gazing intently into her eyes in the mirror. Wenjuan felt a wave of confusion wash over her...

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