The years after my divorce from my wife (continued 7)

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The scumbag now works nearby, and his ex-wife still sees him from time to time. When Lao Qian (her husband) is away on business, his ex-wife either stays at his place or comes to stay with him here. Every time he leaves, she cleans up and tidies up, indulging in the pleasure he provides. I often watch them on video, playing around, having sex, and making love wholeheartedly. They're on the floor and sofa, embracing and doing 69, their heads buried in each other's crotches, licking each other. The scumbag has developed many new positions for her, positions we've never tried in all our years of marriage. Many times, he's lifted one of her long legs onto the sofa, the other on the floor, her arms held by one hand, his other hand gripping her full, round buttocks as he thrusts into her with his eyes closed and teeth clenched. His ex-wife's expression is one of enjoyment as she's stimulated by his thrusts. His mouth was open, moaning incessantly. Sometimes in the video, the scumbag would lie on the sofa while his ex-wife knelt down, giving him oral sex. Even as his large penis was sucked into her cherry-like mouth, her face showed immense pleasure and comfort. She seemed happy during his sexual encounters, perhaps knowing it was hopeless. Sometimes, after he left, she would appear lonely and dejected, often lost in thought. The dignified and gentle ex-wife now claimed to be single at her relative's company. Beautiful and with an outstanding presence, she had many suitors both inside and outside the company—at least four or five. Her relationship with Lao Qian was kept secret among family and colleagues; only one or two of her former mahjong partners knew. At the urging of her parents and friends, she had also gone on blind dates. In front of those blind dates, she… She behaved very well, gentle and reserved, every smile and gesture elegant and charming. The men on blind dates all seemed interested in her, but she never seemed interested in any of them. Whenever I think about how this elegant goddess in their eyes was actually so flirtatious and wanton in front of these scumbags, it gets incredibly arousing, even though she's no longer my wife. I remember during our years of marriage, my ex-wife was always very reserved in our sex life, somewhat like the traditional respectful relationship between husband and wife. She always complied with my requests and rarely asked for anything in return; I was always in control. But I noticed that in front of these scumbags, she was mostly cooperative, though it was obvious that she sometimes took the initiative. These scumbags were young and knew how to have fun; their penises were quite large, even larger than mine. They certainly had the assets. Old Qian rarely did this kind of thing. Every night, after the scumbag left, his ex-wife would tidy up, so she never gave herself away. Old Qian wasn't particularly strong; although he enjoyed sex, he usually only lasted about ten minutes at most. His ex-wife would only be getting into it when he'd ejaculate after a few thrusts. Several times he'd ejaculate while giving her oral sex. Although she didn't say anything or show any displeasure, she was clearly unhappy. Old Qian would sometimes take her out to eat, play, and shop, perhaps as a way of making amends. The scumbag, on the other hand, always had new and exciting sexual techniques, spending over an hour with her each time. Sometimes he'd use vibrators, whips, candle wax, and other forms of mild BDSM. His ex-wife seemed to have gotten used to these methods, and her conservative and dignified personality seemed to have vanished in front of him. Enjoying the pleasure of sex, I now have a girlfriend, and we'll probably get married, but I still care about my ex-wife, the mother of my child. I'm thinking of finding some time to talk to her again, but I don't know how to bring it up. Maybe I'm being hypocritical. A few days later… I waited for my ex-wife at her workplace. She didn't get off work until almost seven. She looked youthful and charming in her shorts and t-shirt, with long, shapely legs. Although she had given birth, she had recovered very well; her abdomen was flat, and her breasts were full. I guess those men must have been touching her. I felt a mix of jealousy and excitement. When she came out at the company entrance, several male colleagues greeted her. She responded politely and with a smile. The men, with gentlemanly smiles and ingratiating smiles, exchanged a few words and left. Those must have been her suitors. Even after several men had walked a distance, they kept turning back near my car. I stared at her with wolf-like eyes, but she was playing on her phone and not looking anywhere else. I watched her from the car, feeling a pang of sadness and loss. This woman was supposed to be mine, the one I'd grow old with, but now she'd been fucked by several men, had several penises in her mouth, and had her tongue lick other men's bodies. There was no going back. I was about to call her when she answered a call, her expression strange. She walked to a tree by the roadside and stood silently for a while, replying to something on her phone, then answering another call and saying something, then replying to messages. After a while, she hailed a taxi and got in. I followed. We drove, not home, not to that scumbag's place, not to Old Qian's house, but all the way to the bar from last time. I parked the car, got in, found a seat, and looked around. I saw my wife sitting in a corner, opposite a man, probably in his twenties, quite tall, showing his ex-wife something on his phone. My ex-wife looked angry, holding a drink and talking, while the man just smiled and smoked. The two talked for a while. The ex-wife angrily grabbed her bag and stood up. The man stood up and blocked her way, saying something. The ex-wife pushed him away and left. The man continued sitting, drinking and texting. I sat down next to him. The man looked at me suspiciously and said he didn't want to share a seat. I laughed and said, "That young woman earlier was quite nice." The man smiled but didn't say anything. I said I knew her; I met her in this bar too. The man looked up at me, then looked down at his drink again. I laughed and said, "I've hooked up with her before. Her technique was pretty good, a real slut, haha." I muttered to myself, "Look, I still have her photos." I took out my phone and randomly flipped through a couple of old passionate photos. The man smiled and said, "Oh, I see. Hehe, she's not bad." He grinned lewdly. I continued to act cool and laughed. "But after five or six hookups, she deleted me. I haven't seen her in a long time. I came over today and saw her. I was just about to chat when she left. Is she your casual sex partner or your girlfriend now?" The man across from me smiled but didn't say anything. I asked, "How many times have you done this? Enjoyed it?" I deliberately feigned a lewd expression. The man smiled and said, "Yeah, it's pretty good, good in bed, haha." After chatting for a few minutes, I bought him a few drinks. After

some skillful communication, he clearly wasn't very wary of me. His name was A-Jie. He had gotten his ex-wife at this bar. He didn't go into details about how he got her, only saying that he picked her up that day, drank and chatted, and then they went to a hotel. He met up with her twice more after that, a casual sex relationship. His ex-wife was probably in a bad mood at the time. After that first encounter, they got drunk and he took her to a hotel to have sex. There wasn't much
communication. That time it was pretty wild, they tried all sorts of positions. A-Jie did it three times that night. The first time, his ex-wife was drunk and in a daze, so he took a few photos: oral sex, photos of him thrusting with his face showing, photos of him embracing her with his face showing and touching her breasts, several of all kinds. He originally intended to collect them to show off. The next two times, she was sober, so he didn't have a chance. He wanted to take pictures, but his ex-wife wouldn't let him. Later, she tried to meet him twice but then refused, saying she had a boyfriend and didn't want to do this anymore. This guy was a barber with a low income. He was looking for a long-term casual sex relationship, but his ex-wife refused. The guy across from him took a sip of his drink and said, "I was thinking of giving up, but there's a group chat in this bar. Last time I went to the group chat, I posted some of her photos and flirty pictures and bragged about it. As a result, three or four group members said they had met her and done it, some once, some twice. I got a little annoyed and wanted to get back together with her. One group member even wanted to meet her again for a threesome, but she blocked him. I used to have her phone number saved, but even though she blocked me, I can still text her. So I kept trying to meet her, but she always refused to meet me. I've been chatting with her for almost two weeks, and she still won't meet me. Damn it, so I sent her some photos to scare her." I asked her if she wasn't afraid of being sexually assaulted. She said I used a combination of soft and hard tactics, trying to coax her slowly. She was still a bit timid and didn't dare to refuse me too much, probably because she was afraid of people finding out. She didn't say it was completely impossible either. I didn't say I wanted to have sex with her three times like that silly girl; I just said I wanted to do it one more time. I asked her what she said. A-Jie said he asked her to meet him today, but she said she had a boyfriend now and couldn't meet him anymore. She said she could give me some money to delete the photos. I hadn't sent her any photos; I had just called her to tell her that I was afraid the photos would be evidence. I showed them to her when we met. She offered me 3,000 yuan, but I said no, I just wanted to do it once. She wouldn't agree and then left. I was very excited when I heard this. I chatted with her for a while longer and said, "Let's add each other on WeChat. Let me know if there's any latest development." We chatted for a few more minutes and then she left. A few days later, I treated her to two meals and a drink. We chatted like brothers. This kind of tactic was a piece of cake for me. I used some sweet talk to get close to her and we got along very well. She sent me a few fleeting photos of the passionate encounters, though they were just a quick glimpse. It was still so exciting to watch, I masturbated several times, but it also made me a little sad. About a week later, A-Jie
sent me some photos. The two of them were eating, and he took a few pictures of his ex-wife with her head down and turned to the side. I asked how it went, and he said they were going to a hotel to have sex that night, and she agreed. I said, "Live it to her," and he...

She replied with a "haha" emoji. I waited anxiously, my mind in turmoil. A day later, A-Jie sent a video. In the first clip, his ex-wife was looking down at her phone. A-Jie slightly adjusted the video and moved it aside. He asked if she should wash up first. His ex-wife said, "You said it would only be once, and you deleted the photos, right?" A-Jie hugged her and said, "Of course! I always keep my word." My ex-wife put down her bag, stood up, and went into the bathroom. A-Jie chuckled and asked, "Come on in?" She didn't answer. A-Jie put his phone down. The sound of her taking off her clothes filled the air. He opened the door and went in. His ex-wife made a soft "uh-huh" sound, probably because her mouth was gagged. There were kissing sounds and splashing noises inside. After a while, his ex-wife came out. The camera was pointed at her. Her snow-white body walked by, her breasts full and alluring. She silently climbed onto the bed and lay down, looking down at her phone. The blanket only covered her chest; her snow-white neck was captivating. The thought of her immediately giving herself to A-Jie made my whole body tingle with excitement. A few minutes later, A-Jie also came out. His penis was already erect in front of the camera, so thick and large, even bigger than that of the scumbag. A-Jie glanced back at the camera, then lifted the blanket. His ex-wife covered her breasts with her hands, her legs crossed, revealing a glimpse of her dark skin. A-Jie lowered his head and kissed his ex-wife's hair, saying, "It smells so good." Ah, his ex-wife closed her eyes. Ah Jie pulled her hands away, caressed her breasts, and said with a smile, "Don't be nervous. Since we're already doing this, let's relax and have some fun, okay?" His ex-wife didn't say anything. The scumbag caressed her breasts for a while, then lowered his head and took her nipple into his mouth, gently kneading and sucking. Her nipple hardened and stood up. His ex-wife closed her eyes and gently tilted her head back, wanting to reach out and stroke Ah Jie's head, but then withdrew her hand, gripping the sheet and squeezing it. Ah Jie's tongue sucked all the way from her nipple, breasts to her thighs, stomach, and crotch. His ex-wife's stomach heaved, her arms trembling as she gripped the sheet and moaned softly. Ah Jie leaned in and kissed his ex-wife's lips, one hand on her crotch, stroking her. His ex-wife's body trembled and twisted. Under Ah Jie's kisses, she became somewhat aroused, stroking Ah Jie's back with her hand. The two embraced and French kissed, the sounds of sucking continuing, his ex-wife's suppressed moans filling the air. Ah Jie wrapped one arm around his ex-wife's head, kissing her passionately, while his other hand grasped her breast, kneading it back and forth. Her snow-white breasts deformed in his hands. After kissing her for a while, Ah Jie crawled over, parted her legs, and began licking her. His ex-wife trembled and gasped, her legs clamping around Ah Jie's head, her hands stroking his hair. Ah Jie licked her for a few minutes, until her moans grew louder, "Ah, um, ah," suppressed moans in her throat. Ah Jie sat up, lifted her buttocks, and parted her legs, preparing to penetrate her. His ex-wife pushed him away, whispering, "Use a condom." Ah Jie reached out and stroked her breasts, saying, "It's okay, I'll take it out later. It's not satisfying with it on." His ex-wife grasped his hand, "No, use it. It'll make me feel safer." Ah Jie chuckled and said, "Just once, make me feel good. Wearing a condom isn't fun, I won't perform well, and you won't enjoy it as much either. Okay, no condom needed." His ex-wife blocked his penis, saying, "No, wear one." Ah Jie was a little annoyed. "We've done it without a condom before, what's there to be afraid of?" His ex-wife's expression seemed very determined. Ah Jie chuckled and said, "Okay, okay, whatever you say." Ah Jie took a hotel condom from the nearby cabinet, tore it open, and put it on. His ex-wife spread her legs, letting him hold her waist, rubbing his thick penis against her thigh a few times before inserting it. Ah Jie thrust all the way in. His ex-wife grabbed Ah Jie's thigh with one hand, her expression somewhat uncomfortable, her eyes closed, biting her hand. Ah Jie lifted his ex-wife's buttocks two or three times, getting into position, and began rhythmically thrusting. Ah Jie's buttocks repeatedly thrust in and out, his thick penis pumping in and out between his ex-wife's dark thighs. His ex-wife's petite body swayed with Ah Jie's thrusts, her beautiful white legs trembling as she lifted them. His ex-wife's throat... With constant moans and the rhythmic thrusting, the ex-wife's moans grew louder with each low growl of Ah Jie. After a while, Ah Jie began verbally arousing her: "Is it deep? Is it big? Is it good?" At first, she only moaned silently, but soon she became somewhat intoxicated and began to respond with "Mmm, mmm, ah, so deep, ah, so big, ah, ah, so deep!" Ah Jie continued to entice her, "Is it thick? Is it good?" Stimulated by his body and voice, the ex-wife slowly opened up, "So thick, ah, ah, so big, ah, so good!" Ah Jie said, "Ah Jie, do you like it when your brother fucks you? Ah, I like it, ah, I like it, give it to me forever, okay? Ah, okay, ah, okay, forever, ah, forever for you, ah, fuck!" Ah Jie turned his ex-wife over, facing the camera. Her full breasts swayed in front of the camera as she straddled Ah Jie, her buttocks rising and falling repeatedly, her whole body trembling and moaning with pleasure. During her orgasm, she grabbed and rubbed her breasts, then kneaded down and kissed Ah Jie. The entire video was incredibly lewd and arousing. I started masturbating, and Ah Jie deliberately pulled his wife in front of the camera, bringing her snow-white breasts very close to the lens, so close that you could almost see the lines on her nipples. Ah Jie kept thrusting in and out from behind, the slapping sounds of his hips hitting her were very pleasant to hear. His ex-wife had already orgasmed several times, begging for mercy, crying out, "Brother, I've had enough, please, no more, ah, so deep... ah, ah, so tired, ah, so numb, so big, ah, I'm exhausted, ah, you're so amazing. Ah, no, ah, no, ah, no..." He continued thrusting rapidly, ah ah ah, um ah, his ex-wife moaning and panting. His ex-wife was pulled up, her chest thrust out, her two breasts alluring and dazzling. The ex-wife turned her head slightly, wanting to kiss Ah Jie. This was her habitual action; after reaching climax, she would want to turn around and look at the man who was having sex with her. I knew this well after many years of marriage. Ah Jie reached out from behind and grabbed the ex-wife's breast, squeezing it hard. The ex-wife groaned, her face showing some pain. She wanted to turn around, her mouth slightly open, as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't. Ah Jie growled a few times, pressing the ex-wife's entire body down to her knees. The camera focused on the ex-wife's smooth back and Ah Jie's face, which was gritting his teeth and growling. Ah Jie grabbed the ex-wife's buttocks with both hands and pressed them against him, ejaculating for several seconds, then thrusting a few more times. Ah Jie lowered his head and hugged the ex-wife, kissing and caressing her again. The ex-wife was clearly exhausted, her face flushed, panting. The two hugged, kissed, and sucked on each other. Ah Jie pulled the ex-wife to lie down on the bed, then held the naked ex-wife to rest. The ex-wife was slender. Her white legs were resting

on A-Jie's stomach. Both of them were panting. A-Jie opened the bottled water on the bedside table, took a few sips, and handed it to his ex-wife. She hesitated for a moment, then took a few sips and softly said thank you. A-Jie smiled, lit a cigarette, took a couple of puffs, and handed it back to his ex-wife. She took it, took a couple of puffs, and then handed it back to him. A-Jie whispered something in her ear. His ex-wife smiled and pinched him, saying, "Don't think about it anymore." The video call ended. A-Jie said his ex-wife was already asleep, and he was also tired and wanted to sleep. He said he'd chat with me for a while and then fall asleep. He even took some pictures of his ex-wife's back, but it was dark and unclear, only a rough outline. A-Jie talked about how great his ex-wife's figure was, how amazing her breasts were, how great it was to have sex with her, and how it was a pity they never had sex, etc., going on and on. I was incredibly aroused by him, but I pretended to chat with him and congratulated him, even though I felt a pang of sadness inside.

The next day, Ah Jie sent another video. The video showed the woman's head above him. Just as the camera panned to her side, he was slapped by a hand, and the camera turned to the side. "Don't film! If you keep doing this, I'll stop!" came his wife's angry and embarrassed voice. Ah Jie chuckled and said, "No, no, XX, keep going! I told you I wouldn't film your face, it's okay. Uh, um, so good, you're so great, XX (wife's name) um." The camera turned slightly to the side, still showing a bit of his wife's face. The camera was only focused on Ah Jie's stomach and his wife's head. You could see his ex-wife's small mouth enveloping a thick, black penis, sucking and swallowing it, making continuous smacking sounds. Ah Jie was stimulating his wife, "So good, so good, ah, yes, so good, I'll blow it really hard later, I'll fuck you hard, um, um." Ah Jie's panting, his wife's sucking and swallowing sounds. After a few minutes, when Ah Jie tried to pan to his wife's face again, his ex-wife shouted, "Hey, I told you not to film..." followed by chaotic sounds. Then the video call ended. I messaged her saying, "She even filmed you." A-Jie didn't reply for a day before finally replying with a voice message saying she was furious. She snatched my phone, ran to the bathroom, and deleted all the photos and videos. She asked me to send back the two videos I sent her, saying she hadn't even seen them herself. I hesitated for a moment and said I'd deleted them because I was afraid my wife would see them; if she did, I'd die. I didn't dare keep them. A-Jie said it was such a waste. I changed the subject, asking how many times we'd done it. A-Jie said only twice. Then she snatched my phone, deleted all the photos and videos, and wiped everything. She wouldn't let me do it anymore, got dressed, and left, saying she'd beat me if I harassed her again. She blocked my calls and everything. It was so annoying. A-Jie kept nagging me, and I secretly rejoiced. I gave her a few perfunctory replies and the conversation ended. But I kept those two videos, watching them every day, though I didn't watch them when I got home. My girlfriend often comes over. Although she doesn't look at my phone, I can see a relieved look on my ex-wife's face in the video calls. When Lao Qian comes over, she cooks some nice dishes and makes soup. After Lao Qian finishes drinking, the two of them cuddle on the sofa and watch TV. Lao Qian also helps his ex-wife with some housework. Lao Qian doesn't like to have sex on the sofa; it's mostly in the bedroom. However, he usually doesn't stay overnight. There's a teenager at home who seems very attached to him. When Lao Qian isn't away on business trips, the scumbag still doesn't come over. I heard that the scumbag's wife has recently come over too, so there probably aren't many opportunities to see each other anymore. I still video call my ex-wife. Every day, she silently comes home to watch TV, plays on her phone in the bedroom, goes to her parents' house to see the child, and does housework. Lao Qian just came back from a two-week business trip. I knew he would definitely come back to my ex-wife's place. After Lao Qian finishes eating, he usually watches the news. My ex-wife washes and cuts the fruit, brings it over, and makes tea for Lao Qian. Lao Qian smiles and pulls his ex-wife to sit on his lap, and the two of them cuddle and talk. A moment later, his ex-wife took the initiative, smiling and kissing and caressing Lao Qian. The scumbag's wife had arrived; the scumbag hadn't had a chance. Lao Qian had been away on a business trip for half a month, and his ex-wife hadn't had sex for over half a month either, so she definitely had some needs. Lao Qian reached out and took off his ex-wife's clothes. She was wearing a bra, and she hugged and kissed him. Lao Qian stood up, took off his pants and shirt, and threw them on the sofa next to him. He kissed his ex-wife for a while, seemingly asking her to give him oral sex. His ex-wife patted him and said something. Lao Qian chuckled and ran to the bathroom, returning a few minutes later. Standing next to the sofa, his ex-wife knelt down and caressed his penis. Lao Qian sat down, and his ex-wife lowered her head and took his penis into her mouth. Lao Qian's penis was a little smaller than the scumbag's, but still quite large. His ex-wife glanced at Lao Qian and smiled as she took it into her mouth, then began to suck and spit. Lao Qian reached down and touched his ex-wife's bra strap, pulling it down to reveal her snow-white, erect breasts, which he caressed. His ex-wife sucked and spit, her expression natural. I remembered the first time my ex-wife gave me oral sex. It happened a year after our marriage, and it took a long time to coax her. She was still shy and clumsy, only giving me oral sex for a minute or two before refusing to stop. In the years between our divorce and the end of our marriage, she gave me oral sex only a handful of times. Now, watching my ex-wife so naturally and skillfully giving Lao Qian oral sex, my heart aches. But I can't help watching. Several times, Lao Qian was about to ejaculate, but my ex-wife would stop and talk to him. Then she would continue giving him oral sex. After about ten minutes, Lao Qian couldn't take it anymore. He smiled and pulled my petite ex-wife towards him, facing the video, and sat down. My ex-wife's mouth was slightly open, her eyes closed, and her expression was very comfortable. Lao Qian reached out from behind, wrapped his arms around her, and grabbed her breasts, kneading them. My ex-wife started moving up and down, her round buttocks rising and falling. Lao Qian's hands grabbed and pulled at her breasts. After a few minutes, Lao Qian turned his ex-wife over, and the two kissed passionately, face to face. His ex-wife straddled him, her feet on the sofa, her round, full buttocks and slender waist undulating. Lao Qian's penis thrust in and out between her buttocks. She held him tightly, their bodies undulating and throbbing. Even without sound, the video was incredibly arousing, making me tremble. After about ten more minutes, Lao Qian had exceeded his limit. Suddenly, he gripped her buttocks tightly, his legs hardening for several seconds. He had ejaculated without a condom. His ex-wife trembled for a few seconds, then they kissed for a few more seconds. She got off, cleaned herself with tissues, and they both went into the bathroom. Lao Qian showered, sat on the sofa for a while, lit a cigarette, and went to the balcony to smoke. His ex-wife came out more than ten minutes later, wrapped in a towel, and went to the bedroom. She dried her hair and came out. Lao Qian talked to her for a while, got dressed, grabbed his bag, and went home. His ex-wife ate some fruit, played on her phone for a while, and then went to the bedroom to sleep.

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