Conspiracy 3

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[Part Three]

After showering, Zhu Ling and Chen Zhongcheng put on bathrobes and came out. Zhang Guohua gestured for Zhu Ling to sit next to him, and Zhu Ling did not refuse. Seeing this, Chen Zhongcheng sat on the opposite bed, next to Ye Shujun. Zhang Guohua picked up the wine glass on the bedside table and gestured to everyone, saying, "I hope everyone has a pleasant evening." After saying that, he gently pulled Zhu Ling close and brought the glass to her lips. Zhu Ling cooperated by taking a sip, but instead of swallowing, she passed the wine from her mouth to Zhang Guohua's mouth. This scene surprised Chen Zhongcheng again; he hadn't expected Zhu Ling to be such a romantic woman. The desire that had risen during the shower hadn't dissipated yet, and Chen Zhongcheng pulled Ye Shujun close, their tongues intertwining.

"Your husband is really enjoying himself with my wife!" Zhang Guohua whispered in Zhu Ling's ear, undoubtedly to provoke her. Although Chen Zhongcheng wasn't her husband, seeing him and Ye Shujun entangled together, she felt a pang of jealousy. He pushed Zhang Guohua onto the bed and eagerly offered him a kiss.

"Zhongcheng, look at your wife, so proactive!" Ye Shujun whispered to Chen Zhongcheng. "I—my wife is like that—maybe our daily life is too mundane." Although Zhu Ling wasn't his wife, hearing her soft moans was stimulating. Chen Zhongcheng pulled open Ye Shujun's bathrobe and began to savor her breasts again. At the same time, Zhang Guohua stripped off Zhu Ling's clothes, flipped her over, and kissed her from her neck to her breasts to her lower abdomen. When he reached his destination, he removed Zhu Ling's white lace panties and licked her genitals with his tongue.

Because of Zhang Guohua's attentive service, Zhu Ling had forgotten that she was playing the role of a wife having sex with another man in front of her husband, and she had also forgotten the jealousy she had felt earlier because of Chen Zhongcheng. She was simply immersed in the pleasure of sex. "Husband—I feel so good—Manager Zhang is so amazing—" Encouraged by Zhu Ling's words, Zhang Guohua immediately thrust his penis into her vagina. "Ah—the flesh on your vaginal walls—is so soft—" Being a middle-aged man, Zhang Guohua lacked physical strength and had to rely on technique. He moved his penis in and out with a rhythm of nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one. His mouth and hands were also fully utilized, searching for and stimulating Zhu Ling's sensitive spots. Even his eyes were constantly scanning the surroundings. When he saw his wife, Ye Shujun, riding Chen Zhongcheng in a seated position, his lower body surged with power. After some diligent work, Zhang Guohua not only achieved unprecedented pleasure for himself but also brought Zhu Ling to orgasm.

The Zhang couple needed to check out of the hotel, so Chen Zhongcheng and Zhu Ling left first, still holding hands as they walked out. After leaving the hotel, Chen Zhongcheng breathed a sigh of relief. "Zhu Ling, thank you so much. I really don't know what I would have done without you. If there's anything I can help with in the future, just let me know."

Zhu Ling smiled and said, "You said it, you have to keep your word."

"Of course, of course—if only Huimei were as reasonable as you."

"Alright, you blockhead, you're already good at sweet-talking. What's the use of being reasonable? I'm nowhere near as beautiful or as well-built as your wife."

The two chatted and laughed as they walked out of the hotel, still holding hands. That night, their relationship progressed quite rapidly. "Wife—Zhongcheng—you two?" Chen Zhongcheng didn't expect Li Yao to appear in front of him and immediately separated from Zhu Ling. "You actually took my wife to a hotel, you beast!" Li Yao said, about to rush forward to attack, but Zhu Ling stopped him. Chen Zhongcheng didn't dodge. He wanted to explain something, but found himself speechless. "What are you still standing here for—hurry up and go—I'll have a way—" Zhu Ling shouted to Chen Zhongcheng while pulling Li Yao back. "Xiao Li, what are you doing here—what's going on?" Zhang Guohua, who came out later, asked upon seeing the scene before him.

"That beast, he brought my wife to a hotel." Li Yao pointed at Chen Zhongcheng and cursed.

"Your wife?"

"That's right, this woman is my wife!"

Zhang Guohua's face immediately changed. "You've disappointed me so much!" He also pointed at Chen Zhongcheng and shouted, then walked towards the hotel parking lot. Ye Shujun, who was standing nearby, secretly signaled to Chen Zhongcheng to follow, and Chen Zhongcheng followed him all the way to the parking lot. Zhang Guohua got into his car, ignoring Chen Zhongcheng who was following behind. Seeing that the car had already started moving, Chen Zhongcheng knelt on the ground, holding onto the car door and crying, "Manager, please, give me another chance, I didn't mean to—I—I really—had no choice." "

I hate being lied to more than anything in my life—I'll give you one more chance—one week!" After saying that, he drove away.

Chen Zhongcheng knelt on the ground for a while before he came to his senses. At that moment, he felt like dying. How could his luck be so bad? How could he have run into Li Yao at the hotel entrance? Back home, Lin Huimei still ignored him. Seeing his wife's coldness, Chen Zhongcheng's pent-up anger exploded. He walked up behind Lin Huimei, grabbed her, and roughly kneaded her breasts through her clothes, kissing her neck.

"No—no—husband—" Lin Huimei twisted her body, clearly unable to enjoy her husband's rough assault, but she also lacked the courage to refuse his demands.

"Ah—ah—husband, be gentle—" Lin Huimei struggled and moaned softly. Chen Zhongcheng grabbed Lin Huimei's gray coat and, through her light blue bra, continued to roughly knead her breasts.

After kneading for a while, Chen Zhongcheng moved Lin Huimei to the dining table, making her stick her buttocks out. He grabbed her bra with one hand and continued kneading, while his other hand reached under her light brown skirt and rubbed her private parts with his fingers. Watching his wife struggle, Chen Zhongcheng became excited. Without saying a word, he immediately pulled down his pants, then pulled down Lin Huimei's panties, and forcefully thrust his penis inside, pumping hard.

"Ah—husband—you're hurting me—no—be gentle—please!"

Hearing Lin Huimei's pleading cries, Chen Zhongcheng thrust even harder. "Ah—it hurts—it hurts—husband—" The more Lin Huimei cried out, the harder Chen Zhongcheng thrust, the faster and faster he went. With a low growl, he pulled out his penis, ejaculating onto Lin Huimei's body. Lin Huimei collapsed to the ground, sobbing softly. Chen Zhongcheng ignored her and went straight to the bathroom. The two spent another night without speaking.

The next day, Chen Zhongcheng went to the park to smoke, still looking worried. Li Yao approached him. "Brother—my wife told me everything. She did it for your wife—I don't blame you."

"It's so good that you can forgive me—Zhu Ling is a good woman—you're lucky."

"Yes—I love her, and she loves me—so she doesn't interfere with my philandering, and I don't mind her having relationships with other men—I hope you can understand that love and sex aren't necessarily linked—if you truly love each other, what's wrong with letting your partner experience pleasure that you can't give each other from others?"

Chen Zhongcheng thought carefully about what Li Yao said. "Brother Yao, I think I understand—it's just that Huimei—sigh—" Because Li Yao spoke from his own experience, it seemed very convincing. Chen Zhongcheng thought about his experiences over the past few days. Amidst the pain, there were indeed many pleasures he had never experienced before. Having an affair with his boss's wife, witnessing his best friend's wife's passionate lovemaking, and abusing his wife—thinking about it now still gave him a thrill.

"Zhongcheng, don't rush, guide her slowly—she'll understand eventually—I'm leaving now." Li Yao stood up and walked away, leaving Chen Zhongcheng alone, lost in thought.

Back home that evening, the atmosphere remained tense. The two sat at the dining table, each lost in their own thoughts, eating stiffly. Suddenly, "Husband—" "Wife—" they both called out simultaneously.

"Husband—for you—for this family—I've made up my mind—" Lin Huimei had thought a lot these past few days. Although there were still many things she didn't understand—she couldn't understand how anyone could come up with the idea of a foursome—she understood one thing: her husband still loved her. If it weren't for the fact that he was her boss, her husband would never have agreed to such a thing.

"Wife—you mean—"

"A foursome—one night, that should be enough, right—"

"Wife—I love you—"

"Why—why did we meet such a person—why—" Lin Huimei choked up again.

Chen Zhongcheng held Lin Huimei's hand tightly. "Wife—I'm sorry—I'm sorry—"
Chen Zhongcheng replied to Zhang Guohua that very night. The next day was the weekend, so he arranged to meet Zhang Guohua at the same hotel as before. Chen Zhongcheng took Lin Huimei to the meeting place. After showering, both couples, wearing bathrobes, sat on the edge of the bed with their respective partners. Chen Zhongcheng secretly glanced at Lin Huimei; she was still expressionless, just as she had been when they left. Zhang Guohua poured two more glasses of red wine. He picked up one and said to Lin Huimei, "Miss Lin Huimei, it's a pleasure to have you here."

"Yes, Miss Huimei is very beautiful."

Lin Huimei kept a straight face, ignoring Chen Zhongcheng's attempts to signal her.

"Miss Huimei, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

"It's nothing, she's fine—" Chen Zhongcheng quickly explained, "Let's—begin."

"Okay—okay." Just like he had with Zhu Ling last time, Zhang Guohua gently pulled Lin Huimei into his arms and handed her the wine glass. Lin Huimei frowned, swallowing the wine slowly with a pained expression. She didn't drink much before pushing Zhang Guohua's hand away and coughing, covering her mouth with her hand. Seeing Lin Huimei choke, Ye Shujun quickly went over and patted her back, asking, "What's wrong, Miss Huimei?"

Chen Zhongcheng, seeing Lin Huimei's state, anxiously exclaimed, "What happened to you? How could you be so careless?" Unexpectedly, her husband was scolding her. Lin Huimei looked at Chen Zhongcheng resentfully and suddenly cried out, "I'm sorry!" before standing up and running towards the bathroom.

Seeing that Lin Huimei was completely out of sorts, Ye Shujun said to Zhang Guohua, "Honey, I think we should stop here for today. We can talk about it another day. There's plenty of time." She then patted Chen Zhongcheng's shoulder and said, "Go home and talk to her properly. Don't rush things; she'll understand once she's calmed down."

After they got home, Lin Huimei took a shower, trying to calm herself down, while Chen Zhongcheng drank beer. When Lin Huimei came out and saw Chen Zhongcheng's depressed expression, she said, "Honey—we can always go somewhere else and start over—why do we have to compromise with them?" Chen Zhongcheng completely ignored Lin Huimei, angrily downed most of a bottle of beer, got up and walked towards the study, closing the door behind him. Seeing her husband like this, Lin Huimei felt as if her heart was being torn apart, biting her lip tightly.

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