A real record of a wife having sex with another man (with pictures and text)

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A True Record of My Wife Making Love with Another Man
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Chapter 1
I returned from a business trip to work after 9 pm. I didn't have time to call my wife, and I figured it wasn't necessary. We've been married for so many years, and I'm used to frequent business trips.
The lights were off, and it seemed no one was home. Maybe my wife had gone to the community garden square for aerobics. I didn't think much of it. My wife is a kindergarten teacher, and she has a good figure. Even after we got married, she still pays attention to maintaining her figure and often goes to the community aerobics square to exercise. I gently opened the door and entered the house. Sure enough, no one was home, and the lights were off. I changed into slippers and
was about to turn on the living room light when a sudden, eerie premonition struck me like lightning, and my heart began to pound wildly… A familiar, primal sound and scent emanated from the bedroom, permeating the entire house… My mind went blank for a few seconds. When I regained consciousness, I noticed the faint light from the bedside lamp shining through the slightly ajar door. My heart pounded again; a primal, instinctive thrill, shock, and a mixture of anger overwhelmed me. I tiptoed barefoot towards the bedroom door, peering inside. In an instant, all my guesses and curiosities were confirmed by what I saw—in the dim light of the bedside lamp, two naked bodies were entangled and writhing on the bed. Together, the low moans of a man and woman mingled, filled with primal wildness and excitement… An overwhelming anger and jealousy ignited a raging fire within me. Before I could fully recover, a certain organ within my body suddenly became erect. An uncontrollable warmth and restlessness in my lower abdomen suppressed my anger. An incredibly stimulating primal animality and desire began to swell. I desperately wanted to see more clearly; the thrill of voyeurism filled my entire being—I desperately wanted to see the two bodies entwined on the bed—my heart was almost leaping out of my chest—my wife's familiar, young, and beautiful face came into view. At this moment, she lay with her eyes closed between a man's legs, her thighs spread apart, the thick pubic hair at the base of her thighs clearly visible under the light, and the alluring cleft of her flesh could be vaguely seen…

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The naked man squatted on his wife's head, holding his erect penis in his hand and placing it in her mouth, watching her eagerly lick his glans... His wife licked the man's crotch with great effort, her tongue constantly moving, while her hands also caressed his testicles. The glans was licked until it turned red, and the fluid flowing from his testicles down to his anus. His wife slowly licked down, deliberately teasing the man's anus with her tongue, making him groan involuntarily with pleasure. When he looked up, I realized that he was the husband of the director of my wife's workplace. He was about our age and quite young and promising. I had forgotten which department he was now the director of. I hadn't even noticed when my wife started seeing him. No wonder my wife had casually mentioned that her colleague's husband was quite nice; it was him!
At this moment, the thrill and excitement of spying on my wife having sex with another man filled my brain. My wife's infidelity and betrayal were temporarily beyond my attention. Perhaps my subconscious hadn't yet reacted. My lower body was uncontrollably itchy. I subconsciously gripped my erect penis, my throat tightening with thirst...
The man on the bed couldn't control the pleasure of his wife licking his anus. He grasped his wife's two full breasts and kneaded them hard. His lips pressed against the thick pubic hair between his wife's thighs. His wife's vulva was stimulated and opened wider, ready to receive his tongue...

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The two naked men and women began to lick each other's genitals in a 69 position. My heart was pounding. I watched the man licking his wife's genitals. His tongue gently parted the plump labia under the pubic hair, revealing the alluring opening. That vulva that I had fucked countless times was actually open for another man! My brain was spinning... My
wife was being licked so hard she was moaning loudly. She licked even faster, and the man's anus involuntarily opened up as she licked it. She even took the opportunity to stick her tongue inside...
It turned out that the man had suddenly stuck his tongue into my wife's vagina, licking the tender flesh inside. No wonder she was so itchy that she couldn't control herself and licked into the man's anus! My wife is usually very particular; I always make sure she showers before we make love. They must have taken a bath together beforehand, otherwise why would she be licking a man's anus so diligently…
The man's penis was already extremely aroused, with a lot of fluid flowing from the glans. My wife's vagina was also licked red and wet. Suddenly, the man lifted my wife up, made her kneel on the bed, and stick her buttocks up. My wife was as docile as a lamb, sticking her buttocks high, presenting her beautiful vagina to the man's eyes…

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At this moment, I suddenly thought of the man's wife, the young kindergarten principal, and suddenly I felt very excited. Seeing her husband preparing to have sex with my wife on the bed, I actually felt a thrill and pleasure I had never experienced before! Am I a bit of a pervert? Perhaps most married men in reality enjoy watching their wives being with other men. It's just a subconscious psychological urge, a stimulating sexual game, but whether they can handle it afterward is another matter. At this moment, I can't even imagine anger or jealousy; only immense stimulation and intense pleasure compel me to continue spying…
My wife's snow-white, plump buttocks are raised. That man is very experienced; he's not in a hurry to penetrate that eagerly waiting flesh. He raises his erect penis, pressing it against the entrance of my wife's wet, tender flesh, gently rubbing it. My wife moans softly, her buttocks twisting incessantly, the moans growing louder and louder…

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My throat tightened, and I swallowed hard. The two naked bodies on the bed made me dizzy. I suddenly felt incredibly thirsty and excited. I wanted to fuck that man's wife. My penis was painfully hard to hold. A thought suddenly flashed through my mind: Oh, how wonderful it would be to swap wives! I realized now that wife swapping must be a very exciting game. My brain was almost going to lose consciousness...
Watching the man on the bed holding his penis and rubbing it against his wife's vagina, the image of the young kindergarten principal appeared in my mind. I imagined meeting her at the kindergarten, taking her to the garden lawn, having her lift her skirt, hold onto a tree, and stick her plump, snow-white buttocks up towards me so I could gently pull her panties down to her thighs, revealing her beautiful vaginal opening. Then, like her husband, I would press against her vaginal opening and gently rub, enjoying her ecstatic moans...
My wife licked her husband's anus, and I wanted to enjoy the pleasure of her anus too. I wanted her to raise her buttocks. I pressed the head of my penis against her anus. It was so tight. Seeing her elegant and virtuous appearance, it seemed she was still a virgin. My excited penis slid in, and her anus involuntarily contracted, gripping the head of my penis tightly. The moment I entered, she couldn't help but cry out, her buttocks twisting and turning, trying to pull the head of my penis away. But the deeper I thrust, the different sensations and pleasures of entering her anus and vagina. Her anus was so tight, like a virgin's, while her vagina was so slippery. The pleasure of entering her anus was indescribable; the intense pleasure and stimulation of possession made the man feel proud…
The woman's loud moans snapped me back to reality. My mind focused; the moans I'd been fantasizing about were coming from my wife in the room. The man, holding his wife's buttocks, thrust himself into her body! The violent thrusting caused my wife to moan involuntarily, writhing and arching her buttocks higher and higher. I couldn't control the surging animalistic desire within me; my lower body felt like it was about to explode…

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The man was thoroughly enjoying himself, savoring my wife's tender flesh. He kneaded her swaying breasts with his hands, making her so itchy that she collapsed onto the bed, weak and unable to move. The man straddled her, bending down to suckle her nipples. My wife was already very excited, her nipples erect. Watching another man suckle her breasts only intensified her excitement and stimulation…
The wife, unable to wait any longer, spread her legs, letting the man lift them up. His erect penis plunged deep inside. She couldn't help but moan, her voice a dreamlike whisper, "Oh, I can't take it anymore, come quickly, husband...

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Stimulated by her intoxicated expression, the man thrust even more violently, his penis plunging in and out of her, his two swollen testicles colliding at the entrance. The wife moaned, stroking his testicles with her hands, writhing beneath him. The man, excited, thrust violently, suddenly letting out a shout, pulling out his penis and placing it on her head. His white semen sprayed onto her face. She moaned, her eyes tightly closed, her body still writhing from orgasm, her arms wrapped tightly around him, making him put his penis in her mouth, lovingly licking his red glans. A sweet, dreamy whisper: "Darling, you're so amazing..."
Chapter Two.
The man lay limp on top of his wife, who clung tightly to him. The room reeked of fresh semen...
I suddenly awoke, jolted from my state of heightened arousal...
Two naked bodies were still intertwined and writhing on the bed. My consciousness was clouded by the intense stimulation and pleasure, but my subconscious urges me to react with lightning speed: What to do? This thought flashed through my mind. In a state of confusion and fear, I found myself instinctively grabbing my suitcase and fleeing the house. I quietly locked the door behind me, my heart pounding wildly, incredibly nervous. I went down to the community garden, sat on a stone bench, and watched the people exercising in the green garden under the night sky. The image of my wife's snow-white body writhing beneath another man flashed through my mind...
Suddenly, I felt a surge of anger and shame. I clenched my fist and slammed it against the stone bench, crying out in pain. What to do? What to do? My mind was in turmoil. I lit a cigarette in frustration…
About an hour later, with several cigarette butts scattered around my feet, my mood gradually calmed down. A strange stimulation reignited my excitement, as if I had spied on my wife's privacy, glimpsing another side of her virtuous and docile nature. This feeling made me extremely aroused, filled with an uncontrollable impulse and resentment. The anger caused by my wife's betrayal was gradually suppressed by excitement. I swallowed hard to avoid the tightness in my throat. At that moment, the light in the upstairs living room came on, followed by the opening of the security door in the hallway. In the darkness, I could vaguely see the man coming downstairs alone. He started his car, the headlights came on, and he drove out of the complex.
I looked up. The bedroom light was on, reflecting my wife's figure as she moved around, probably tidying up the room. Suddenly, I felt a surge of desire, a certain part of my body aroused. The sexual urge I had been suppressing during the spying earlier was now starting to feel uncomfortable. Although I was incredibly excited, I rationally suppressed it and held back.
I deliberately delayed for another ten minutes or so, and seeing that the bedroom light was off, I guessed she was almost done tidying up before I stood up, dragging my suitcase towards home. As I went upstairs, my mood was temporarily clouded and conflicted again. I shook my head vigorously, trying to clear my head. I bit my lip and finally decided to take out my key and open the door.
The moment the door opened, the first thing I saw was my wife, who almost jumped up from the living room sofa in shock. She had been lying lazily on the sofa, wearing a light blue slip dress after her shower, her face flushed, whether from the lingering blush of lovemaking or from shock, she stared at me speechlessly. I couldn't even look her in the eye, as if I had done something wrong… I
froze for a few seconds. My wife suddenly snapped out of it: "Honey!" she almost shouted, "Why are you back?!" I feigned surprise: "Why can't I come back?" My wife said, "Oh, you didn't even call me before you came back!" I replied with a forced smile, "Just a sudden check, huh? To see if you've been behaving yourself at home!" A fleeting, almost imperceptible hint of guilt crossed my wife's face, before she regained her composure and naturalness. She came forward to take my luggage, saying sweetly, "Honey, of course I've been behaving myself! I look forward to your return every day..."
Looking at the glimpses of her full, trembling breasts beneath her slip dress, my penis involuntarily hardened. My wife went into the bedroom to put away her suitcase, and I followed. The faint scent of semen lingered in the room, fueling my desire and making me lose all control. All my thoughts and desires vanished...
My wife bent down to unpack the clothes from the suitcase, her full buttocks slightly protruding beneath her nightgown. This allure made my blood boil. I couldn't help but walk up to her, wrap my arms around her waist, my erect penis pressing against her soft buttocks through her nightgown... "
Oh," my wife moaned softly, turning back with a smile. "Honey... do you want me?"
I lifted her skirt; she wasn't wearing underwear. Between her snow-white, full buttocks, thick pubic hair was fully visible. Just as I was about to pull out my penis, my wife pleaded again, "Honey, let's take a shower first." I said, "Okay, let's shower together." She agreed. I quickly stripped off her nightgown, picked her up, and carried her into the bathroom. My face was very close to hers, and suddenly the scene I had been spying on flashed before my eyes again—that man had placed his penis on my wife's face, his white semen spraying onto her face…
I could almost smell the semen. A strange excitement made me suffocate and dizzy. It wasn't until my wife filled the bathtub and stripped me naked that I came back to my senses…
Holding my wife, we immersed ourselves in the bathtub, our naked bodies tightly intertwined. My wife grasped my penis… She gently stroked my nipple; her mouth sucked on it, the tingling sensation was wonderful. I couldn't help but run my hand through her hair, my other hand cupping her breast, gently kneading it…
My wife sucked on my nipple, her lips slowly moving down, gliding over her chest… over her lower abdomen. I involuntarily arched my back, matching her movements. "Honey, has my little brother been messing around outside?" my wife asked with a coquettish laugh. Remembering the scene of her giving that man oral sex earlier, I didn't want to answer, only making a few muffled hums. My wife stuck out her tongue and began licking my glans. So warm and moist, I could feel her smooth tongue. My wife held my glans tightly in her mouth, her tongue gently licking the slit, causing me to involuntarily become erect. My glans leaked fluid, and as she licked it until the slit opened slightly, she began to feed it saliva. This sensation made my glans feel like it was about to explode with pleasure. My penis seemed to swell infinitely in her warm, wet mouth, making me groan involuntarily. I kneaded her nipples vigorously with both hands…
My wife's nipples hardened and stood erect, her thighs clamped tightly together, her hips constantly twisting. I couldn't take it anymore; my penis just wanted to go deeper. My wife murmured softly, cooperating with me as I took my penis deep into her throat. My glans pressed against the depths of her throat, the tender flesh trembling around it. My wife's eyes were closed, her entire penis inside, leaving only her two swollen testicles swaying. My body and mind reached the peak of pleasure; the electric-like waves of pleasure made me twitch involuntarily.
My wife's lips were tightly wrapped around my penis, and my glans suddenly swelled and erupted, ejaculating. My wife moaned softly, still not letting me pull out, the semen spraying all into her mouth. The twitching of my glans during ejaculation caused her to swallow it all. In the moment of climax, the image of that man having his wife suck his penis after ejaculating flashed through my mind. So this is what pleasure and ecstasy feel like. Such a gentle and considerate woman makes a man feel incredibly tender. The anger I felt towards her betrayal seemed temporarily forgotten. My penis gradually softened in my wife's mouth, and she lovingly licked my glans, opening her eyes and smiling at me. My heart suddenly swelled with emotion. My wife's tenderness and consideration were rare; we had a truly harmonious sex life. With such a wife, what more could I ask for? This thought flashed through my mind, and then I suddenly became concerned about her betrayal. My only regret was that she had cheated on me…
What should I do? That troubling question kept replaying in my mind. Actually, I admit I don't want to leave my wife. If I hadn't discovered her infidelity today, she would be considered a perfect wife and mother…
A jumble of conflicting emotions overwhelmed me. I sighed softly, a wave of exhaustion washing over me as I lay in the bathtub, kneading and playing with her breasts. "Wife, I love you..." I thought.
These words felt insincere today, unlike before when they were a heartfelt concluding remark after sex.
I didn't know what to do. My mind was a mess. "I'll deal with it tomorrow," I told myself.
Chapter 3.
Lying in bed, my wife, probably too engrossed in our lovemaking, quickly fell asleep, but I couldn't sleep. A complex mix of emotions surged within me. Touching her soft, fragrant body, the stimulating scene I'd witnessed flashed before my eyes. A strange restlessness and a strong primal desire stirred within me...
Gazing at my wife's sweet, sleeping face, I suddenly imagined her as that man's wife—a young and beautiful kindergarten principal. A desperate longing rose within me, calming my turbulent emotions. A vengeful pleasure spread through every cell of my body, but this pleasure only... After a brief period of respite, I succumbed to frustration and despondency. The thought of sleeping with my wife's boss, that seemingly virtuous and elegant kindergarten principal, seemed unlikely to be easy. It was a real headache…
I involuntarily frowned and shook my head…
After much deliberation, I still had no clue. Sigh, forget it, I told myself, "Go to sleep…"
The city night was bathed in the tranquil, soft moonlight. In every bedroom, how many naked men and women were entwined in passion? Chang'e, resting shyly under the osmanthus tree on the moon, peered into each bedroom by the soft moonlight, watching the men and women's bodies thrust and respond, her interest piqued, her breath coming in soft gasps… Suddenly, a pair of hands reached out from behind and embraced Chang'e around the waist, grasping her full, soft breasts… Chang'e
was startled, and when she turned around, she covered her face with her hands in embarrassment. It was Wu Gang, completely naked, his strong muscles clearly defined in the moonlight, his thick penis proudly erect, the glans trembling incessantly…
Wu Gang held Chang'e's breasts in his hands, gently kneading them, making her feel unbearably itchy and tingling. She could no longer struggle, becoming increasingly limp… Oh, she moaned softly, panting heavily. Her dress had been stripped off by Wu Gang, and her lower body was already soft, warm, and moist… Wu Gang sat on the stone bench under the tree, his penis erect, and he pulled Chang'e into his arms… He lifted her up, spread her legs, and pulled her onto his lap, plunging his entire penis into Chang'e's vagina...
Ah, Chang'e groaned, a surge of intense pleasure coursing through her body like an electric current. She involuntarily twisted her slender waist, using her vagina to tease the penis inside her. Her soft moans intensely stimulated Wu Gang. He grasped her swaying, snow-white breasts and took her two firm, pink nipples into his mouth. He sucked hard, his erect penis making her twist and thrust. Chang'e's clitoris was pressed against by the thick, long penis, and her nipples were sucked until they were unbearably itchy. Intense pleasure surged like a tide, and amidst her rapid moans, her juices flowed from her vagina, dripping onto Wu Gang's two swollen testicles, leaving them wet...
In the moonlight, on the stone bench under the dense shade of the flowering trees, a blissful scene unfolded—two naked bodies embraced tightly, their bodies joined together by the thick, long penis. Chang'e's snow-white, plump buttocks swayed and twisted incessantly, and her beautiful anus opened excitedly as the two testicles rubbed against her vagina. Seemingly anticipating the insertion of another penis…
the moans and gasps of the man and woman filled the silent moonlit night. In the grass, two snow-white jade rabbits couldn't help but succumb to heat. The female rabbit lay docilely on the ground, letting the male rabbit mount her, enjoying the pleasure of mating…
Chang'e's moans grew more rapid, her breasts throbbing with an intense primal urge that made her quicken her pace, twisting up and down, pushing the penis inside her deeper into her cervix. The tender, soft flesh of her cervix enveloped the man's entire glans tightly, very tight and slippery…
more vaginal fluid flowed, and both of their thick pubic hairs were completely wet. Wu Gang felt his glans burning hot from the pressure of Chang'e's vagina, and he roared softly, grabbing Chang'e's buttocks tightly with both hands, and thrusting forward violently, his penis penetrating Chang'e's uterus! Ah, she was suffocated by the intense pleasure deep within her body, moaning with joy! It turned out that Wu Gang's two swollen testicles were releasing a torrent of semen, shooting from his bright red glans and shooting straight into the uterine wall! There was so much semen that it flowed out of her vagina, and Chang'e's vagina trembled from the orgasm, tightly gripping his penis, unwilling to pull away. Her orgasm hadn't subsided, her panting continued, yet she lay limp in the man's arms…
At that moment, I suddenly woke up. Oh, it was just a wet dream!! Damn, after being married for so long, I still have wet dreams like I had in my youth! I laughed at myself in surprise, then touched myself and realized I had ejaculated. I quickly and nervously looked at my wife beside me. It was already quite bright, and my wife was no longer in bed. The room was quiet, and the clock on the wall showed it was past 10. Oh, my wife went to work. I came back early from my business trip last night, so I didn't need to rush to work. I'll rest for a couple of days. Seeing that my wife wasn't there, I finally relaxed. I pulled back the covers and saw that my shorts were soaked. My wife had given me oral sex last night and I ejaculated, yet I still had a wet dream and ejaculated so much. It seems that I was too excited by witnessing my wife's infidelity? Damn it, I muttered under my breath, got out of bed, and went to the bathroom to take a shower.
The warm steam enveloped me; taking a shower after ejaculating in the morning felt quite pleasant. I was still quite satisfied with my muscles in the mirror. They weren't very strong, but they were healthy and well-defined. I thought, it would feel really good to have sex with that man's wife. Then I suddenly remembered my dream last night. The Chang'e in the dream seemed to resemble the kindergarten director I missed. Was it really true that what I thought about during the day manifested in my dreams? The more I thought about it, the more real it seemed. The man having sex with Chang'e also seemed to be myself. No wonder I came so hard...
Suddenly, a strange stirring rose in my heart, making me excited and looking forward to the thrill of revenge. In that instant, I made up my mind to prepare myself. No matter how difficult it was, I had to get his wife into bed. Whether it was to get revenge on his wife for cheating or because I myself longed to have his wife, I couldn't say for sure. My heart was restless and uneasy. A strong desire made it impossible for me to control my reason. My mind was filled only with urgent longing and excitement. My wife's betrayal had temporarily made me forget my anger and jealousy. The thrill of desire and voyeurism diverted my emotions. I didn't want to deal with my wife's infidelity for the time being; I needed to first plan and implement my own scheme, even though it seemed difficult, even impossible…
After showering, I felt a little hungry. I got dressed and went out to eat.
Chapter Four
I drove around the Third Ring Road, ate some braised pork offal, and then aimlessly drove around. The sun was shining brightly, but my mood was somewhat restless. I suddenly remembered the things I had planned to do, but I still had no clue where to start. Frustrated, I drove for nearly an hour and a half, and unknowingly drove to the entrance of my wife's workplace kindergarten. Since I was already there, I thought I might as well go and check it out. I was somewhat expectant, and my desire was stirring.
I used to frequently drive my wife to work, so I'm very familiar with this place. As I entered, the children were doing their morning exercises outdoors, and the teachers were all outside. I spotted my wife immediately; she was wearing a skirt and leading the children in their exercises. She has a great figure, and the skirt made her look slender, with a shapely bust and full hips. She looked so virtuous, elegant, and quiet. Suddenly, I remembered the image of her writhing naked beneath a man last night, which aroused me, making me hard and a little engorged. Just as I was feeling embarrassed, I noticed her kindergarten principal walking towards me with a beaming smile. Was she here to pick up her wife already? I know all the leaders at her workplace well; we usually greet each other with jokes.
But today I felt a little guilty. I just chuckled a few times, but my eyes couldn't help but secretly scrutinize her outfit: the young headmistress always dressed very well, elegant and fashionable yet poised. Her light-colored short-sleeved top was very stretchy, highlighting her ample breasts, and her dark gray pencil skirt hugged her full, rounded hips, revealing her curves and tempting my visual senses.
The headmistress was busy; after greeting me, she walked straight past me. The faint scent of her perfume intoxicated me; I didn't know if it was the perfume or her curves that captivated me. Watching her beautiful figure gradually disappear into the distance, all that remained in my mind was her beautiful slender waist and full, rounded hips. Just as I was lost in thought, my wife finished leading the exercises. "When did you come to me? Honey, what brings you here?" My gaze quickly shifted from the distance to her smiling face, then fixed on her alluring little lips. Suddenly, my glans felt a surge of sensation, as if I could feel the pleasure of her mouth on it… "I just stopped by to see you, nothing's wrong…" My wife turned and pulled the child back to the classroom. "I'm going to class now, we'll talk when I get home. Oh, right, you don't need to pick me up, I'll go home by myself."
I agreed, and as I walked out of the school, I secretly glanced at the office the principal had just gone into, but I didn't see her. I had no choice but to go get my car and go home first.
Back home, I lay on the living room sofa and turned on the TV. My eyes were fixed on the screen, but my mind wasn't on the plot. The principal's smiling face and figure from earlier kept replaying in my mind, making me restless. The desire in my heart grew stronger and stronger, making it impossible for me to suppress—imagining her full, snow-white body, her trembling breasts, made me incredibly itchy. But, to actually have her body was easier said than done. She wasn't a prostitute on the street, someone you could just summon at will. If it were that easy, it probably wouldn't be so stimulating and arousing. Perhaps that's the difference between a married woman and a prostitute. A prostitute only releases sexual tension, a purely physiological release, while possessing someone else's wife brings a sense of conquest and satisfaction. This excitement and stimulation are incomparable. An old saying goes: "A wife is not as good as a concubine, a concubine is not as good as a stolen lover, and
a stolen lover is not as good as one you can't have." These are truly golden words, so true... After a jumble of thoughts, my head was spinning, and the restlessness in my heart gradually subsided. I unknowingly fell asleep... When I woke up, the night was slightly hazy, the streetlights in the neighborhood were just coming on, and my wife hadn't returned yet. I opened the refrigerator, grabbed a can of ice-cold beer, and strolled downstairs, intending to take a walk in the neighborhood garden. After walking around the grass for a while, I glanced casually towards our building, and my nerves suddenly tensed. I saw a familiar car drive into the neighborhood and stop in front of the building. My wife and that man got out of the car together. No wonder she didn't want me to pick her up; someone else was there to pick her up. They got out of the car. My wife was about to go upstairs when the man grabbed her hand, saying something. My wife looked troubled, shaking her head and pointing upstairs. The man still wouldn't let go, pleading, but my wife remained hesitant… My heart went blank, a thousand emotions surging within me. Resentment, shame, and a sour, jealous feeling stung my nose. Just as I didn't know what to do, my wife seemed to have made up her mind and walked towards the car with the man. My heart exploded with a myriad of emotions. The car lights came on; they had started the car. Without thinking, I rushed to my car, my trembling hands managing to start it. I followed them at a distance out of the neighborhood.
Just then, the phone rang. It was my wife. "Honey, I'm in a meeting at work. I'll be a little late." "Oh," I said, hanging up without a word.
The car ahead drove onto the ring road, slowly and steadily. In the dim light of the night, the car ahead stopped; I could vaguely make out it was the back gate of the park.
After parking the car, I quietly walked over. The car in front was empty; my wife and the man had probably gone into the park.
My heart was pounding. I was incredibly nervous and scared, as if I were the one doing something wrong. I tried to hold my breath and scanned my surroundings in the darkness. The back gate of the park was secluded and quiet; I didn't see a soul inside. My heart was racing, and I didn't know what I was thinking. I could only hear the soft rustling of my shoes on the grass… I searched for a long time, but perhaps because of my nervousness and confusion, it felt like a long time had passed. Actually, it hadn't been that long. From a dense thicket of bushes next to the artificial rockery, I heard a man and woman talking in hushed tones. It sounded familiar; I recognized the voices immediately. "Darling, I can't stay too long," my wife moaned softly. "Soon, very soon," the man told her, followed by the sound of his belt being unbuckled, accompanied by his wife's involuntary moans. My heart exploded instantly; my penis hardened as if struck by lightning. The intense arousal and sexual urge compelled me to quickly glance around. No one was there in the darkness. I quietly crawled onto the soft grass and peered through the bushes at the scene inside… Although
the night was dim, I could still see the details clearly up close. The erotic scene made my penis as hard as iron, pressing against the grass through my pants. I had to turn sideways to continue peeking—the man stood on the grass, his pants pulled down to his ankles, his buttocks raised, his thick, long penis erect; my wife was kneeling on the grass in front of him. The man lifted her skirt and top, grasping her breasts. One hand held his penis, shoving it into her mouth and licking the glans, while the other caressed her testicles. His penis thrust in and out of her mouth, her smooth tongue licking and sucking the glans, accompanied by moans. Occasionally, she would look up at the man with lustful, dreamy eyes. The man kneaded her nipples, her glans turning red from her licking, and her juices flowed involuntarily. She greedily sucked on the juices. It looked so delicious, making my glans tingle and involuntarily produce glistening lubricant... My wife used her gloved hand to stroke my penis, then took my testicles into her mouth. Her pubic hair was thick, and as she caressed my wife's fair face and rosy lips, she held my testicles in her mouth. It felt warm and moist. Her soft, smooth tongue kept licking my testicles, and I became even more aroused. I gripped my penis and rubbed it against her face, smearing her face with glistening lubricant. My wife still held my testicles in her mouth, refusing to let go, as docile as a little lamb, letting me play with her penis and pinch her hard, erect nipples... "
Darling, put it in," my wife pleaded, "It's so itchy, I can't stand it..." I groaned softly. I picked up my wife, made her kneel on the grass, lifted her skirt, and pulled down her panties. Her snow-white, full buttocks were incredibly sexy and alluring in the night… I swallowed hard, my throat dry and tight. I couldn't resist grasping my engorged penis, and with a soft "plop," I thrust it into my wife's vagina. "It's so itchy!" my wife cried out, "Husband!!" The man violently gripped his wife's buttocks, thrusting his penis back and forth, causing her to gasp and moan like waves. In the wild, grassy field, this primal mating intensified my animalistic urges… My mind began to blur. The intense stimulation and primal instinct of the act made me dizzy, and images of bestiality flashed before my eyes. Those stallions and dogs, drugged and erect, would instinctively lick the genitals of actresses with their buttocks raised, then lunge forward, desperately trying to penetrate them. Humans and animals can mate; no wonder beautiful actresses like to keep large, strong male dogs. Perhaps in their villas, when they're thirsty, they can mate and play with them, or spread their legs and let the dog lick their labia. These were purely lucid sexual fantasies, beyond any verification of reality…
moaning… panting… My wife and the man were making love passionately on the grass, my wife responding to his thrusts… Her buttocks pressed against the man's penis, her breasts swaying, her nipples hard and erect with excitement. The wife turned to look at the man, watching him vigorously fuck her, her eyes glazed with pleasure, moaning like waves. The intense thrusting finally brought the man's glans to its limit; he thrust in deeply, ejaculating warm semen all over her body. The wife squeezed his penis tightly with her buttocks, panting and moaning… rubbing against it, still wanting more…
I quietly got up and left, my penis wobbling in my pants, my underwear soaked. Excitement and stimulation increased my adrenaline, and I rushed to my car, speeding onto the highway ring road, racing home. The refreshing evening breeze couldn't clear my mind; all I could see was the primal, wild mating scene, an overwhelming excitement and pleasure filling my entire being. I drove straight home, quickly showered, my heart still pounding wildly…
Chapter Five
The faint sound of a car engine came from downstairs, stopped, and then gradually faded into the distance. Soon after, the door lock clicked, and my wife opened the door, tossed her bag onto the sofa, and went straight into the bathroom… I pretended to be asleep, listening to the sound of running water in the bathroom, my wife's snow-white body appearing before my eyes, and my little brother involuntarily hardened… My wife, wrapped in a bath towel, walked into the bedroom, softly calling, "Husband…" I still pretended to be asleep, secretly opening my eyes to peek at her. Her face was still flushed; perhaps the stimulation of our earlier wild sex hadn't subsided. Under the soft light of the bedroom, my wife was even more alluring… My wife gently pounced on the bed, nestled beside me, kissed my forehead, and continued calling, "Husband…" I pretended to wake up with a start, rubbing my eyes and asking, "You're back?" "Let's go out to eat." My wife tried to kiss me, but I instinctively dodged, my hand accidentally brushing against her soft breasts. A sudden surge of lust arose, and I wrapped my arms around her waist… "
Let's eat first, honey… no, I'll eat you first," I said, quickly stripping off her towel. My wife's alluring body was revealed. She obediently lay down, her hand slipping inside my underwear, grasping my penis. She let out a soft moan. I climbed on top of her, her two trembling, snow-white breasts stimulating my visual nerves. I couldn't help but bite them, sucking on them, trying to draw out the sweet milk. My wife's nipples tingled and itched from my sucking, her thighs clamped tightly together, writhing beneath me. Her moans, like waves, filled my ears, making me unbearably aroused… I pulled down her underwear, my hard penis erect, lifted and spread her legs, the head of my penis pressing against her opening… Suddenly, I felt an unusual slipperiness; a lot of clear, wet fluid flowed from her vagina—it was the semen that man had just ejaculated inside her! I suddenly remembered that another man's penis had just been ploughing and nourishing my wife's body, and I suddenly became incredibly excited. In a daze, it felt as if I wasn't pressing down on my own wife, but on that man's beautiful kindergarten principal's wife. I groaned softly as my large, erect penis plunged into her hole with a soft "plop!"
My wife moaned excitedly, her vagina tightly gripping my penis, the smooth flesh sliding back and forth against the glans. With each thrust, it went deeper. My wife's labia, holding my penis, were erect with excitement. My pubic hair intertwined with hers, and I could vaguely see my testicles swaying among the thick pubic hair. My wife's snow-white buttocks swayed, and her beautiful anus opened slightly due to vaginal arousal. As I thrust, I extended two fingers and gently rubbed around my wife's anus. My wife's moans grew louder, and more vaginal fluid and semen flowed from her vagina, trickling down to her anus. I inserted my fingers into her anus, feeling my penis inside her vagina. The pressure from my fingers made it feel even more pleasurable. With both her holes being penetrated, my wife's buttocks writhed even more violently with excitement. Her anus and vagina contracted sharply, squeezing my penis even tighter, causing a surge of intense pleasure. My glans almost exploded uncontrollably… My wife twisted violently, her breasts swaying wildly. Her eyes were glazed with lust, overwhelmed by the climax, she disregarded her ladylike restraint, her moans turning into wanton cries of pleasure… In the bedroom, the bed was a mess, the snow-white bodies of the man and woman twisting and entwining. I felt as if I were forcefully fucking that beautiful headmistress, proudly conquering her with my penis, listening to her involuntary moans as
I was penetrated… This feeling was uncontrollable; my bright red glans suddenly burst like a dam breaking, and semen spurted out, filling the bedroom with the scent of fresh semen…

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My wife buried her face between my legs, stroking my testicles, licking my penis, cleaning up the remaining semen. My penis, briefly and persistently erect, gradually softened as she gently held it in her mouth. My wife held my glans… With her legs spread wide, the moist flesh beneath the dense forest slowly released the mixture of my semen and that man's. Her eyes were closed, satisfied and sweet. Possessing different men—isn't that pleasant and fulfilling? A respectable young woman and a prostitute are not comparable; what they lack is a certain emotional connection. A prostitute, after a man has satisfied his lust, doesn't dwell on the past few seconds; her only thought is to shower. But a young woman, after making love with her lover, remains immersed in the pleasure of sex. The man's scent and sweat provide her with emotional solace and joy. After making love with her, she will lovingly suck and lick your penis. In such a woman's heart, you hold the most important place; she will do anything for you and give you all her emotions. I love you so meticulously and tenderly…
I suddenly sighed inwardly. My complex emotions were indescribable… I suddenly felt strange; how come I hadn't noticed any signs of my wife's infidelity before? Judging from her relationship with that man, it seemed to be more than just a short-term affair; it had been going on for a long time. A vague, unsettling urge to uncover this secret surged within me. After intercourse, my mind gradually cleared, my thoughts constantly shifting. However, I knew very well that what I was most eager for now was a kind of vengeful, resentful desire: how to get the young principal's body?
My wife got up to shower; the sound of running water mingled with her cheerful humming in the bathroom. I ignored her state of mind; my thoughts were still preoccupied with the question that had been troubling me: how to get the principal's body? It was a difficult problem. I had a goal, but I still needed to work hard! My previously limp penis, remembering the private parts under the principal's skirt… A warm current surged through me, and damn it, the remaining semen involuntarily flowed out…
Chapter 6
After finishing breakfast and parking the car, I wandered aimlessly into the computer mall.
The mall was bustling with people, a cacophony of voices—sellers of DVD porn, fake invoices, pirated DVDs… a cacophony of voices waving in my ear.
I stopped in front of a shop; the billboard prominently advertised "Hidden Cameras, Remote Control Professional Eavesdropping Equipment," exactly what I was looking for.
I spent the afternoon discreetly installing hidden cameras in the living room, bathroom, and bedroom, laying the cables, connecting them to the computer in the study, and then installing the remote monitoring system…
I packed a few clothes, grabbed my suitcase, and drove to work. It was already after hours, and the office was empty. I turned on the computer and started testing. Soon, the familiar room image appeared clearly on the screen. I switched the view at will—okay, remote monitoring successfully installed… My heart suddenly raced with excitement, an inexplicable thrill! The first step of the plan was successfully implemented, and I suddenly felt an unusual sense of anticipation...
I called my wife and told her that I had to go on a business trip again, probably for two or three days. My wife said "oh" on the phone without a trace of suspicion, and as usual, she reminded me not to fool around outside and to take good care of myself. I could still hear a hint of joy in her voice... This made me feel a pang of jealousy and shame, but another stronger and more urgent desire suppressed my emotions, making me excited and stimulated. I was very clear that what I craved more was to possess the young and beautiful kindergarten principal's body. Listening to my wife's voice on the phone, I actually fantasized about the principal's naked and voluptuous body, the thick forest below her snow-white and flat abdomen...
Suppressing the swelling excitement of desire, I went downstairs to a nearby bar to drink and kill time. As dusk fell, the city lights shone brightly, and the bustling bar streets began to throng with people. Everywhere, modern women flirted and laughed, trying to attract customers... I was already a little tipsy. I paid the bill and returned to my computer in the office. The house was quiet, the lights were off, and I could vaguely make out the furnishings. My wife wasn't home yet; she was probably out to dinner with that man. Just as I was idly switching between different feeds, I heard the sound of a key turning in the door from the security camera. My nerves instantly tensed, my heart pounded, and I stared intently at the screen…
The door opened, and a woman walked in first. Even without the lights on, her silhouette was vaguely recognizable as my wife's. Then a man slipped in. The living room light came on, and the man was familiar—it was my wife's boss's husband. He tossed his briefcase onto the sofa, casually closed the door, and wrapped his arms around my wife's slender waist. My wife leaned against his chest, tilting her head back. Turning her head, the man's lips pressed against hers, his hands moving up to her breasts. My wife couldn't help but moan softly. Hearing her moan and witnessing their kiss… My penis suddenly swelled and hardened, my lust ignited…
The man thrust his tongue into his wife's mouth, and she entwined hers with his, kissing him. They turned and embraced tightly, her soft breasts pressed against his. His hand lifted her skirt from behind, caressing her full buttocks while kissing her. The room was quiet, so their breathing, moans, and kisses were exceptionally clear, fueling my burning lust even more… I watched intently, my heart pounding. The water I had been drinking… The surge of alcohol and jealousy overwhelmed his brain...
The man kissed his wife, unhooking her bra and burying his head in her chest, kissing her breasts and teasing her two alluring pink nipples with his tongue. His wife's nipples hardened under his teasing, becoming excited and proactive. She grasped his penis, involuntarily caressing it through her pants. The man stripped off his wife's skirt and quickly removed his own clothes, revealing his thick, hard penis, proudly erect and trembling before her... (

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Their clothes were scattered on the floor. The man picked up his wife, and they walked into the bathroom together.) I snapped out of my daze and quickly switched the scene to the bathroom. Steam filled the air, and glistening water droplets soaked both of them. Their naked bodies remained tightly embracing, kissing and caressing each other. Then, they began to wash each other with shower gel, playfully—the wife playing with the man's large, erect penis while washing his two round, swollen testicles. Seeing her hands on his testicles made my own balls hot and swollen, quite uncomfortable…
The man kneaded the wife's breasts, occasionally reaching between her thighs to caress her genitals. I could feel the moist, soft flesh between her thighs…
The wife, aroused by his touch, involuntarily writhed her snow-white body, collapsing to a squatting position. The man's penis stood erect, right in front of her; the wife couldn't resist licking his swaying testicles. His tongue greedily licked the penis and the swollen, red glans. The man couldn't help but let glistening fluid flow from the slit of the glans, which he fed to his wife…
The man thrust his erect penis in and out of his wife's mouth, and she obediently cooperated, trying to take the glans as deep as possible, her eyes becoming hazy and sexy, murmuring softly…
Watching their pleasurable oral sex, my glans swelled and burned uncontrollably, feeling as if it were inside my wife's warm, soft mouth, making me dizzy… At this moment, the man picked up his wife and went into the bedroom…
The man threw his wife onto the bed, where she lay on the edge with her full, shapely legs spread wide. Her long, full legs were her pride, and now she had exposed all her privacy to another man without reservation. My heart was pounding wildly!! At this moment, the man knelt down, buried his head between his wife's thighs by the bed, and extended his tongue to gently lick her erect clitoris between her labia. He teased and licked it, and her vagina opened slightly under his tongue, involuntarily leaking fluid… The moans and gasps, the naked couple's oral sex, were enough to make one's blood boil…
Watching my wife and another man's illicit affair at home, my desire reached its limit…
I pressed the button to automatically record the video, and stumbled down the elevator with my penis throbbing. Luckily, the office building was deserted, and no one saw my disheveled state… I slipped into a bar, the intoxicating music and dazzling lights making me drunk, and my lower body craved a woman's comfort…
A waiter approached: "Sir, is there anything you need?" "Do you have a girl to drink with me?"
The waiter understood: "Sir, please wait a moment." A few minutes later, the scent of perfume filled the air. Five or six women, dressed in flamboyant attire and around twenty years old, swayed their slender waists and smiled radiantly around the table in the small private room. To be honest, I personally prefer mature women, but when it comes to prostitutes, I prefer younger girls. I chose two young, pretty girls with a pure and innocent air to stay with. The girls professionally and skillfully sat me on either side, their soft breasts pressed tightly against me. They poured me red wine, sweetly and playfully toasting me... The girls' soft, warm bodies and the scent of their perfume intoxicated me. Intentionally or unintentionally, one of their soft fingers brushed against my erect, hard penis, sending tingling, electric-like sensations through me... My hand, wrapped around their waists, involuntarily slipped inside their bras, touching their soft breasts... "What's the price for a threesome?" I kissed the two girls' alluring lips, and they giggled playfully, hugging me even tighter. They whispered a price in my ear—not too expensive. I couldn't control my burning desire anymore. After paying
, I took them to a hotel. Since we weren't staying overnight, the two girls were already impatient as soon as we entered, stripping me naked. "Time is money"—the girls understood this perfectly. They took off their skirts and panties, unhooked their bras, and their two pairs of snow-white, full breasts came into view, stimulating my senses to an unbearable degree, making me incredibly hot and restless! My penis stood erect before the two beauties, and I was about to pounce on one when the two girls started playfully teasing me. "Handsome, let's take a bath together!" I entered the bathroom, and the two girls gently embraced me, scrubbing my back. Then they eagerly began to play with my penis. When I felt itchy, I grabbed one of them and sucked on her nipple, while my hands grabbed and kneaded the other two breasts. The girls moaned and gasped, their snow-white, soft bodies dazzling me. I couldn't resist picking one up, and the three of us tumbled onto the soft bed, moaning, panting, laughing, and caressing each other's genitals... No wonder emperors used to enjoy group sex so much; it was indeed incredibly stimulating!
Especially standing there with my erect penis, having two younger women kneeling gently before me, taking turns licking my penis and testicles, the intense satisfaction and sense of conquest satisfied all the anger and jealousy I felt from seeing my wife cheating on me... With pleasure and excitement, I inserted my penis into the mouths of other women. The soft, warm mouths of the two women made me thrust faster, and the tender, smooth feeling inside was incredibly pleasurable... My glans rubbed against the women's tongues, and I couldn't help but release my own juices, which I fed to the two women... I don't know if you brothers feel the same way when you visit prostitutes, but the experience of venting your frustrations with prostitutes and having an affair with a married woman is definitely different. With prostitutes, you only feel primal physiological urges and sadistic criminal impulses; with married women, there are still feelings involved, a strong desire for conquest and satisfaction, after all, you're the one being penetrated and ravaged—it's very exciting!!
My glans was red and burning from being licked and sucked by two women, throbbing and painfully throbbing, desperately craving penetration… Two naked bodies swayed before me, exuding sexual allure: one girl, her buttocks high in the air, her thick pubic hair surrounding her alluring vulva, stimulating my nerves and making me yearn for her; the other was licking my swollen testicles with her mouth, the itch making my lust surge. She grasped my penis, rubbing the glans against her partner's soft, moist vulva, the constant electric current instantly stimulating my entire body. I closed my eyes, enjoying her gentle caresses, involuntarily moaning and panting. She skillfully rubbed my glans against the other woman's vulva, her other hand gently stroking and kneading my testicles. The other girl and I were enjoying this comfortably, the girl's vulva itching unbearably, she couldn't help but moan and writhe…
*Plop!* The younger sister, her buttocks raised, let out a loud "Ooh!" She thrust her hips back, plunging my penis deep into her vagina. Her smooth, tender labia gripped my shaft tightly, the glans struggling deep inside… The other sister couldn't resist the temptation either. She spread her legs and straddled the younger sister, letting me suckle her swollen nipples. Her eyes were glazed, and she clung to my neck. Her pubic hair was thick below her snow-white belly, and her navel was beautiful. I couldn't resist touching her lower body. It was so soft, moist, warm, and pulsating. Her labia were slippery and moistened with her juices as I teased her entrance. The flesh was so pink and tender, making a man crave penetration... I thrust my penis in and out, sucking on her tender, fragrant nipples, while simultaneously playing with the other girl's alluring private parts. The girl couldn't take it anymore and arched her buttocks, kneeling on the bed alongside her companion. Both alluring orifices were now visible. I, like a macho man, conquered and ravaged both women at the same time, alternating between their orifices. The three of us gasped and moaned, the two girls' alluring buttocks, the three naked bodies frantically copulating. The pleasure of intercourse was indescribably stimulating and exhilarating. The primal physiological stimulation of group sex brought my nerves to the peak of pleasure. The semen in my testicles was uncontrollable, surging and about to ejaculate. I quickly pulled out my penis and changed positions, letting one of the girls ride on top of me, plunging my penis straight into her orifice. The younger sister writhed, her full breasts swaying, her vaginal opening moving up and down, stroking my penis. Each time, it hit her cervix, making her moan and cry out in pleasure… The other sister also raised her buttocks, placing them in front of my face, letting me play with her secret cave with my hands, watching the vaginal fluid slowly flow out. I parted her labia, the pink and tender vagina extremely alluring to the senses. My penis was swollen and hard from being sucked, and I couldn't help but want to lick her vagina with my mouth. However, although my excited lust made me lose my rationality, I was still very clear that there were two places a woman shouldn't kiss with her mouth: her mouth and her vagina… Oh… Oh, oh…
moaning, panting… The three of us were having wild sex, the room filled with primal, heart-pounding sounds, and occasionally, flashes of thought would flash through my mind… I woke up to find my wife being ridden and penetrated by another man. My desire to ravage women intensified. I squeezed their nipples harder, pushing my penis deeper, reveling in the pleasure of being inside women other than my wife…
Ah, I was about to explode! I could no longer control my sexual urges. Intense sexual pleasure spread from my penis to every cell in my body, about to erupt deep within my sisters' bodies. I suddenly stood up, embraced my two sisters, and made them kneel before me, looking up at me. I gripped my penis against their beautiful faces, and with a sudden tightening of my penis, like a dam bursting, hot, fresh semen gushed from my testicles, splashing onto their faces and lips. It felt so good!!
I couldn't help but groan. My semen was still all over the faces of my two sisters, and before I could wipe it off, they groaned again, taking turns licking my glans, taking turns sucking it, their expressions tender and infatuated. Until my penis gradually softened, I lay down contentedly, gesturing for my two sisters to kiss each other, watching them entwine their tongues in a deep kiss, licking and sucking each other's breasts. My two sisters giggled and performed for me. I was very satisfied, my mind filled only with the peace and comfort after sexual release, even the fatigue felt pleasant. Even after my two sisters showered, collected their money, kissed my face, and left, my mind was still filled with the primal, wanton atmosphere and sexual stimulation of the room. The pleasure of group sex was wonderful, a different kind of stimulation that I could never experience with my wife or even my lover. The pleasure was more intense, and I could no longer suppress the restlessness of my body and reason.
I lit a cigarette, and wisps of smoke rose, gradually disappearing into the quiet room. The faint scent of tobacco calmed my mind. The earlier commotion and sexual ecstasy still lingered in my heart. I felt a little tired and didn't have time to imagine that the man was now embracing his wife, resting in bed. Instead, I thought about my wife's private parts, wet with another man's semen, and the feeling of being moistened. I felt a little disappointed, but it was just a fleeting thought. The two girls' pure and beautiful faces were covered in my semen, looking pitiful and charming. It was quite a visual treat, and my mind was at peace. I even felt a faint, arousing pleasure...
Lost in thought, I fell asleep without realizing it...
When I woke up, it was already late at night. I suddenly remembered that I hadn't turned off the computer in the office, so I hurried back to the company.
The computer screen was quiet. The lights were off in the house. I could vaguely see my wife in a sundress, fast asleep on the bed in the bedroom. The man must have gone home already… In the quiet night, I could hear the pounding of my heart… I suddenly felt a strange excitement and impulse, and opened the saved AVI file… Even though I had just been extremely aroused and exhausted… watching the video of my wife and the man making love still made my heart race and my face burn. My lower abdomen burned with a fiery heat, my penis hardened and hardened, and lubricant involuntarily seeped out… Staring at the man on the screen riding his wife, his expression one of overwhelming conquest and satisfaction, an uncontrollable jealousy and resentment drove me crazy… I gritted my teeth and cursed, “I’ll fuck your wife…”
This curse flashed through my mind like lightning, that familiar and beautiful face flashed before my eyes, and the surge of jealousy and resentment vanished completely, replaced by an even more urgent desire rising from the depths of my heart. I lit a cigarette, trying to clear my head… As the smoke curled, I stared at the computer screen. Although the two naked bodies were still writhing and entwined in lovemaking before me, my thoughts had drifted far away, longing for the woman I dreamed of day and night…
I copied the AVI file to a USB drive, turned off the computer, returned to the hotel, felt exhausted, and fell asleep as soon as I lay down on the bed. For the next few days, I hid in the hotel during the day and continued monitoring and saving the AV footage in the office at night. My wife was on her period, and these days the two of them only went on dates, had dinner, chatted, and kissed, without having sex. We talked quite a bit, and from their conversations, I vaguely learned that their affair had been going on for over two years—that year during the Spring Festival, my wife and her colleagues visited the kindergarten principal's house, and the man immediately took a liking to my tall, cheerful, and beautiful wife. He then started frequently picking up and dropping off the principal at the kindergarten, giving him many opportunities to be near her. I'm not sure what emotional and material tactics he used to win her heart afterward, but it's clear that my wife couldn't hold onto the defenses of her marriage and relationship, and ultimately, she cheated on me. Moreover, it's obvious that the two of them were deeply involved in their extramarital affair, not just a casual fling to satisfy their sexual desires.
My heart was in turmoil and torment, a complex web of conflicting emotions. My restless state of mind led me to secretly drive to the kindergarten's perimeter, my eyes darting around, searching for the familiar and beautiful figure of the principal—every time I saw her, her serene and sweet smile always stirred my heart; her full, mature body, exuding a delicate fragrance, intensified my intense desire to possess her… Back at the hotel, lying in bed, especially late at night when my libido was high, a call from my sister would come in, and I would involuntarily call her to relieve my pent-up desire. But this feeling never truly satisfied me. The release of pure lust couldn't compare to the longing I felt for her—when I thought of her, my thoughts would slowly move from her head to her full, rounded breasts, and my penis would slowly harden; continuing downwards, imagining her sexy panties under her skirt, my glans would involuntarily swell and harden; imagining her turning around, slightly bending forward, her skirt draped over her full, beautiful thighs, her plump, round buttocks slightly upturned, this sexy and alluring pose made my penis involuntarily glisten with lubricant… I longed to penetrate her… I
even dreamt of her smiling face, which surprised me greatly—the saying "what you think about during the day, you dream about at night" is indeed true.
I called my wife and told her I'd be home today. "Let's go out for dinner after work tonight, I'll wait for you," I told her. The Western restaurant wasn't crowded; the music and lighting created an ambiguous and languid atmosphere. Perhaps it was because of my excessive indulgence and fantasies these past few days? I couldn't help but shake my head, giving myself a wry, self-deprecating laugh.
Familiar footsteps echoed from the stairwell. After so many years of marriage, I recognized them immediately. Everything about her was so familiar, but today seemed to lack a certain warmth. "Honey!" My wife's faint perfume and slightly surprised voice wafted towards me simultaneously. Her surprise wasn't fake; our marriage still had a deep emotional foundation. Every time I was away on a business trip, I would eagerly anticipate returning home. If I hadn't accidentally discovered her secret, I would have excitedly hugged and kissed her after just a few days apart. My
wife didn't notice my odd behavior. As usual, she chatted and joked with me, enjoying dinner.
I subconsciously glanced at her, perhaps comparing her to the kindergarten director, or perhaps because they had similar professions and were close in age. Their temperament and figures were very similar, making it difficult to distinguish them. The director seemed more composed and quiet, while my wife was more youthful, beautiful, and lively. My gaze swept across her, glancing at my wife's full, firm breasts. At that moment, a thought suddenly popped into my head—what if I could make love to both of these women at the same time?!
This exciting thought made me feel restless, but fearing my wife would discover my ulterior motives, I quickly regained my composure, took a sip of red wine, and forgot everything I wanted to say to her.
To be honest, I was still reluctant to leave her. She was usually very virtuous and gentle, with no flaws, and we had a good relationship, never arguing. Should I divorce her? Since discovering her infidelity, I hadn't seriously considered this question.
The restaurant gradually filled up, and in the dim lighting, it became increasingly noisy—whispers, music, the clinking of glasses… When I paid the bill, I saw a busty waitress bending over, her full, white cleavage so alluring. I gave her an extra tip, which made her very happy, and my mood suddenly improved.
The next day, I arrived at the company early, but no one was there yet. I opened the AVI file and deliberately took a few close-up shots of the man's face from the sex video. I printed them out, sealed them in an envelope, and after finishing, my heart was pounding. I was very nervous, as if I were doing something wrong. I tried to calm myself down and quickly found the man's name, workplace, and phone number.
When it was time to go to work, I went to work as usual, but I was already very distracted. When I called the courier company to pick up the package, sealed the envelope, and left the contact number on the package, my hands were trembling slightly. I was restless and uneasy all day, and I couldn't concentrate on my work. I endured this torment until the end of the workday when my phone suddenly rang. Although my heart was pounding and I was very flustered, I immediately recognized the man's voice. He was very calm, but I could feel his panic and fear:
"Who is this?"
I hesitated for a few seconds, thought for a moment, and said,
"Let's meet at the Jin Di Bar on Meiling Road."
He was about to say something more on the phone, but I had already hung up. I let out a long sigh of relief. "Damn it," I muttered to myself, trying to calm down, a strange, urgent anticipation rising within me .
I called my wife to tell her I had a business dinner and wouldn't be able to join her.
After work, I drove to the bar street and chose a private room facing the entrance, where I could clearly see the people coming and going. The bar was bustling and lively. I felt relaxed and cheerful, looking around without the tension and anxiety of the afternoon.
The night outside was already deep and gloomy, the dazzling streetlights blazing, the decadent night beginning its clamor.
I sat alone for about an hour, and he still hadn't appeared. A vague sense of anxiety and disappointment crept into my heart. "Damn it, is he not coming?" I wondered.
Just as I was fidgeting, a familiar figure appeared at the door, clearly hesitant. It seemed he had been lingering outside for quite some time. Understandable; for a young bureau chief like him, coming to a place of revelry and drunkenness was a huge risk to his career. The fact that he pushed open the door showed he had made a great decision.
Seeing him looking around, I gestured. He hesitated for a few seconds, then glanced around again before walking over.
I glanced at him; he guiltily avoided my gaze, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Did you send me this package?"
His tone still retained the bureau chief's usual imperious air, but it already betrayed a deep-seated guilt and fear. I stared at his face without answering. If it were a few days ago, I might have already lost my temper and punched him in the face! However, I remained calm, a buried expectation within me. This attitude surprised and confused him. He met my gaze again, stammering slightly, "Brother, how do you want to resolve this? Name your price?" Perhaps seeing my silence, he mustered his courage: "This will never happen again, I promise!!"
I snorted. I stared at him coldly: "Fuck your mother, you think you can just pay me off after you've had your fun?! Do you think my wife is a prostitute?"
Sweat began to bead on his forehead; he was flustered because he couldn't figure out my intentions. People in officialdom aren't afraid of spending money to avoid trouble; money is nothing, it can be easily recouped. What they fear most is the danger to their lives, positions, and power.
He wiped the sweat from his brow and pleaded in a low voice, "Brother, I know I was wrong, please give me a chance to make amends!"
"Don't worry, I won't affect your career, nor will I ruin you." Hearing me say this, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. He looked up at me and asked, "So... what do you mean?"
My heart suddenly pounded wildly, and my voice trembled slightly: "As long as you handle this small deal between us, everything will be fine. I'll forget about this and destroy the evidence of the secret filming."
He assured me confidently, "No problem, I'll definitely handle it!"
I stared into his eyes: "Can you really do that?!"
He stood up, patted his chest, and swore an oath, as if afraid I wouldn't believe him and would change my mind.
Now he didn't care about his position as bureau chief anymore; with me holding leverage over him, his most urgent task was to settle this score and avert the danger to his career and future. He had climbed to this position with great effort and money. It seemed he was willing to go all out, agreeing to any condition.
I understood the shifts in his mind and knew I had completely controlled the situation. People who scheme in the officialdom will sacrifice anything for power and position, except themselves.
At his urgent pleading, I spoke slowly, but gradually grew excited: "You slept with my wife, now you'll make it up to me with your wife!"
He froze, his expression complex and strange, even a little muscular, clearly enraged. However, this didn't last long before he deflated and fell silent… The air seemed to freeze. In the silence, we both lit cigarettes. I casually glanced at him, seemingly admiring my prey, filled with a vengeful thrill, while he looked disheveled and silently smoked.
I wasn't in a hurry, because I understood what this kind of man was thinking.
Finally, as if making up his mind, he stubbed out his cigarette and looked up at me: "I can agree, but…" He hesitated.
"She would never agree!"
I scorned him. He wasn't worried about anything, nor was he enraged by being humiliated; he was simply worried about whether his wife would cooperate. Most people in officialdom are selfish and self-serving—everyone looks out for themselves.
I took a bottle of medicine from my briefcase; the label said "Darcinia." I had specifically asked a friend to buy it for me at a private pharmacy I passed by. I placed it on the table and gently pushed the bottle towards him: "Don't worry about this problem. Figure out a way to give her this."
He was still hesitating when I stood up: "Call me when you're all set."
I turned away from him, walked straight out of the bar, my heart pounding. Despite the air conditioning, my back was soaked with sweat; I was nervous and excited.
Back home, still immersed in excitement and anticipation, I went into the bathroom and soaked in the bathtub, contentedly closing my eyes to relax. My hand involuntarily touched my penis; it was firm and strong—a very satisfying state. A knowing smile spread across my face.

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