wife and boyfriend

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Ultimately, this isn't a moral or legal issue, but rather a test of the extent of tolerance for love.
Before telling my story, I hope everyone will calmly consider this question: Do we have double standards regarding male and female fidelity in marriage?
My premise is that this is the present day.
Think about the number of women in China who work in the sex industry, and the number of clients they see daily; you can roughly estimate how many men in China can remain faithful from beginning to end.
A very good female friend of mine has an enviable family: a loving couple and successful children.
I only learned by chance that her husband frequently visited prostitutes, yet my friend still maintained a good marital relationship with him.
She told me that her only requirement for her husband was: not the same woman, not the same bed.
Why did I start publishing my most private marital life online?
I once thought this was a story that would rot inside me.
Wang Shuo is a guy I admire.
Ironically, I used to utterly despise his rabid barking.
Of course, a long time ago, I also used to read his novels like bibles every day back in the mid-1990s when I was still in university.
The reason I admire him is because he recently shared some stories about himself and Xu Jing and Xiao Lei online.
It shocked me deeply.
Some people might be shocked by his shamelessness, but I think this guy has the epitome of a modern-day villain.
I don't believe there are any gentlemen left in Chinese society today.
Most celebrities or model workers have only made outstanding contributions to their industries, and they have nothing to do with being gentlemen.
So in my mind, "true villain" is my highest assessment.
Wang and Xu had a cohabitation relationship that was almost like marriage.
That's for sure.
But both Xu and Wang had their own close friends—sexual and emotional relationships, but this did not affect their relationship at all.
You might find it too unbelievable, but there's a saying: real life is harder to believe than fiction.
Let me continue with my story.
There are two women in my life: my wife, who works as an accountant in a large foreign company, a typical white-collar worker.
After marriage, I had a very good girlfriend.
A girl from Guizhou, who used to be the receptionist at my company, later became a saleswoman at a real estate company.
My wife only learned about our affair about me six months later, quite by chance, when she caught us in the act.
She wasn't particularly angry,
though she was heartbroken.
Later, she spoke to me through her younger brother, who was very eloquent and made me feel almost ashamed. I promised to end the relationship as soon as possible.
My relationship with my wife slowly improved.
That girl from Guizhou, from a mountainous area, although she didn't give me her virginity, was very invested in my feelings.
Ending it all at once was impossible.
I intentionally distanced myself from her and, through a friend of my father's, found her a good job in her hometown.
She had no choice but to leave me in tears.
Unexpectedly, less than six months later, that girl from Guizhou came back to me.
It turned out that after she went back, she made a boyfriend. Before he got her, he was very devoted and loyal to her, but after, he no longer cherished her.
She said she no longer believed in marriage and wanted to stay with me.
I was very troubled and truthfully reported this to my wife.
My wife remained silent.
I rented another apartment for that girl near my home, in the dark, and then we'd have affairs every few days.
However, it wasn't like before.
Because I only started sharing my life online on a whim, the train of thought jumps around a lot, so please bear with me.
The only difference between this story and all the other stories here is that it's 100% true.
Before I started writing, I considered giving each character a name, but thinking about it, to ensure authenticity and to restore the truth of life, I'll use everyone's real names without surnames, haha.
My girlfriend from Guizhou had a very nice name, Chunying.
I guess her parents must have been some educated farmers.
But everything about her will be left unsaid in this story.
She's left me now, and married that boy last August.
I even called to congratulate her.
She cried uncontrollably.
My wife's name is Xiaolei.
Xiaolei and Hongqi's story happened during the time Chunying and I reconciled.
Please don't throw bricks at me. After I publish this article, I won't be here anymore.
So, I won't hear any of your insults.
Hongqi was Xiaolei's first boyfriend. Their relationship ended during their junior year of college.
Xiaolei was focused on preparing to study abroad, while Hongqi was only a junior college student, so they wisely ended their relationship.
Speaking of which, my thoughts are getting a bit muddled again.
I have very complex feelings about Hongqi.
I don't know if this man who shares my wife is truly better than me, or if it's just out of jealousy and resentment.
However, there's no doubt that we are two different types of men.
I'm rather taciturn, but very meticulous.
But Hongqi is very eloquent; many ordinary little things become fascinating when he talks about them.
After he entered my life with Xiaolei, I was incredibly frustrated to discover that Hongqi not only made my wife radiant, restoring her youth and beauty, but he even brought out a brighter side in me, making my personality and appearance more attractive in my wife's eyes.
I would even be happy to continue sharing Xiaolei's body and emotions with him.
A very bizarre life, isn't it? Readers who want to continue reading, you can be sure you're reading a true story.
How true? Not 100%, because some conversations in real life can't be completely recreated, so I've made some fictional additions—but I assure you, it's largely true.
Readers who don't want to read any further, please leave your seats.
The following feelings are extremely complex. I've read very limited amounts of pornography, so I won't elaborate. If you're looking for something erotic, please leave.
One evening, Xiaolei came home and told me she'd bought various groceries before going to watch TV.
Her expression was somewhat indifferent, but her eyes were unfocused.
I heard her constantly changing channels in the kitchen and sensed a particular restlessness within her.
I put all my effort into cooking three good dishes, put them on the table, and invited my mother-in-law and Xiaolei to eat. After
finishing her meal, my mother-in-law happily went to play cards, and Xiaolei started clearing the dishes, as usual.
Just then, the phone rang. I was about to answer it when Xiaolei rushed out of the kitchen and snatched the phone from my hand.
I noticed her hand was trembling slightly.
During the call, she only responded with "uh-huhs."
Because she was facing away from me, I couldn't see her expression, but I sensed she was very nervous.
Then she said, "Don't call again,"
and hung up.
Fifteen or sixteen days passed, and I didn't come home for two nights in between.
When I returned, my mother-in-law's expression towards me was one of extreme disgust. My father-in-law had passed away years ago, and she had been living with her daughter.
But Xiao Lei was unusually friendly towards me, even showing some warmth.
That night, I took the initiative to embrace her, bracing myself for a scolding and being kicked out of bed.
Unexpectedly, Xiao Lei became incredibly eager for pleasure.
I was surprised, both relieved that I hadn't smuggled too much stuff out of the country the past few days, and I went all out until Xiao Lei was completely limp, only then did my guilt ease somewhat.
Xiao Lei got up and tidied herself up, then embraced me, her beautiful eyes filled with laughter as she looked me over for a while, making me feel uneasy. Suddenly, she asked: "Is she on her period?" I was speechless, but I didn't want to offer any further explanation. That wasn't the case, but admitting it seemed more righteous to Xiao Lei, so I chose silence.
Xiao Lei patted my cheek: "I admire you."
I still didn't dare to answer, determined to remain silent and not care about anything else.
My wife, getting no answer, seemed disappointed. She pulled away from my chest, spread her arms and legs, stared at the ceiling, and sighed, "I know you won't leave me, but you also have to be responsible for her.
She can't stay single forever and follow you around forever. What do you really want? If I were in your position, I'd go crazy." I
gave a bitter smile.
My wife continued, "Think about it from my perspective. If I did something outrageous—and don't misunderstand, even something not as outrageous as you—would you beat me to death?" At the time, I never imagined she would end up like me, so I was just filled with shame.
Later, after she got together with Hongqi, I learned that it was her first attempt to test the waters.
I thought she was just defending herself.
Later, after I came to terms with it, reflecting on my mindset back then, I realized it was typical male chauvinism.
Xiaolei, while not exactly the campus beauty at Renmin University, was certainly a department beauty. In terms of aptitude for being outrageous, she actually had an advantage over me.
Everyone accepts this conventional thinking: in marriage, men who cheat and then return are acceptable, but for women, there are much stricter standards, leaving many women unable to even dream of it.
Yet, the desires within people are the same:
the desire to be respected, to be admired, and to experience sexual pleasure.
Although I fulfilled my sexual obligations on time, I only satisfied her last desire, not her first two. Her infidelity was only a matter of time.
But Xiaolei certainly hadn't made her final decision yet.
Later, we kept getting strange phone calls at home. I would answer and hang up immediately, and Xiaolei would answer, only saying a few words before quickly hanging up.
I slowly began to sense something was amiss, not for any other reason than that she revealed nothing meaningful in those conversations.
This was extremely abnormal.
What surprised me even more was that during that time, Xiaolei not only no longer showed any aversion to my meetings with Chunying, but during our sex life, she often asked: "Is she better than me?" or "Is she moaning more seductively?" "Which part of her body is more sensitive?" There were some things I never imagined she would say.
This went on for about a week, and I noticed a significant change in her.
But I didn't know the reason for this change.
In terms of sex, she became more frequent than before.
This could perhaps be explained by some other reasons, but what I couldn't explain was that she was beginning to fully accept the reality of my affair and stated that her bottom line was no divorce.
She started dressing up beautifully again, and long dresses she hadn't worn in years were once again covering her long legs.
I naively thought she was trying to attract me back.
Sometimes she would come home very late
, but not late enough to arouse my suspicion.
The first to become suspicious wasn't me, but my mother-in-law.
One time, I came home early and saw her in her mother's room. Suddenly, from the half-open door, I heard her mother shout angrily, "No matter what he does, he's a man! If you're going to be a slut, don't be so shameless, I'm leaving!" I was immediately startled.
Xiao Lei silently came out, saw me standing at the door, paused for a moment, then covered her face and ran out.
That evening, her mother finally came out of her room and began packing without a word. No matter how much I tried to persuade her, she eventually left my house.
I knew she hated me.
I knelt at the door, but she ignored me.
Xiao Lei didn't return home until the next day. She already knew her mother had gone back to her hometown. Then, in silence, she began packing her mother's room, and afterwards, she locked herself in her room and made a long phone call.
When she came out, I was filled with guilt and doubt. Looking at her, I didn't know what to say.
Xiao Lei suddenly smiled at me and said, "Mom should go back now."
I just wanted to say, "I haven't done anything to wrong you."
Coincidentally, Xiao Lei's phone rang at that moment, but she didn't answer.
I knew in my heart that although Xiao Lei said everything was fine, something was definitely going on.
Maybe it wasn't the kind of relationship her mother imagined, but it was already showing signs of trouble.
I had always hoped that the truth about our marriage would remain hidden behind this veil.
But that very night, the straightforward Xiao Lei tore away the last layer of secrecy.
We need to sit down and have a serious talk.
I nodded in agreement.
Whether we continue or part ways may depend on tonight's outcome.
You made a huge decision to break up with Chunying, and now you're back together.
It's nothing.
Whether I understand it or not, that's just reality.
My mom is very conservative; what you've done has hurt her deeply.
Now, you probably sense that I'm seeing someone else too.
Mom hates me, but I don't blame her.
Don't look at me like that; our situations are different.
I was startled; a feeling of emptiness outweighed the heartache.
From that moment, I remembered how beautiful my romantic moments with Xiaolei were.
He was my first love, now working at a small company, nothing like you. He got married and divorced.
He contacted me recently.
Seeing my extremely displeased expression, my wife spread her hands and said with a bitter smile, "Now I understand why the heroes of Liangshan had so much injustice.
They only wanted the magistrate to set fires while forbidding the common people to light lamps.
" I also smiled bitterly and admitted it.
My wife suddenly threw herself into my arms and burst into tears.
Tears welled in my eyes. Marriage, ah, it inexplicably binds two unrelated people together, impossible to escape, impossible to separate.
That night, I drove my wife to the brink of ecstasy, partly driven by the thrill of emotional betrayal, and partly by a strange impulse.
During the first part of our flirting and lovemaking, we both unleashed some wild, unbridled passions.
Of course, afterward, no one took it seriously.
While Xiaolei was being punished to the point of near-death, she repeatedly promised never to betray me again.
Sometimes I demanded she love me forever, be loyal to me, and sometimes I asked her to be even more promiscuous.
Xiaolei didn't ask me to make any promises about my relationship with Chunying.
What I want to say is that this inequality cannot be entirely blamed on contemporary men; it's the accumulation of thousands of years of Chinese national conditions.
What do you all think? On the second and third nights, I again frantically demanded pleasure, and Xiaolei yielded. During our lovemaking on the third day, she suddenly asked me whether I loved her or Chunying more.
I, of course, said I loved her more.
Then I asked Xiaolei whether she loved me more or her Hongqi more. My wife immediately said, "I love you more.
I love him less."
My penis instantly became as hard as a rock.
After we finished making love, my wife turned her back and smiled, telling me that she originally wanted to say she only loved me, but she felt that if she said she loved me more, I would definitely behave better.
I was very embarrassed.
Xiaolei turned her face, blushing and giggling.
Her eyes were bright yet hazy, looking very ambiguous.
I knew she must have sensed something from my behavior.
I couldn't hold back and asked her how far she and Hongqi had gone.
She blushed and said, "Just ordinary friends."
I felt my throat go dry and pressed her: "You and him have been dating recently, haven't you?" She first firmly denied it, then suddenly admitted that they had seen a movie together. She had
the air of a young girl experiencing her first love.
I pressed her and asked, "Have you had any physical contact?" Her hand occasionally touched mine, then immediately pulled away! Seeing her furtive expression, I felt a surge of anger and pushed her down again, but I was already too weak.
The next day, I read and reread a novel called "The Red Apricot in the Officialdom," and was quite aroused.
The image of the secretary's wife in my mind was completely that of Xiao Lei.
The man named Hongqi barely replaced the image of the bureau chief who possessed his wife; he didn't resemble him at all. I even wanted to meet that boy.
For the first time in my life, I got Xiao Lei's number and chatted with her online.
There were some things I felt I couldn't say face-to-face.
Xiao Lei initially just felt bored; she repeatedly promised that she and Hongqi could never be together.
Moreover, their relationship wasn't as sordid as I thought.
I was still tormented by that thought.
A resentful woman and her ex-boyfriend went to the movies.
In the dark movie theater, could nothing happen? For more than two weeks afterward, my emotions were very unstable.
Although I tried to hide it, it still showed to some extent.
If you don't want me to move forward any further, I'll ignore him for now.
Xiao Lei took a step back.
She had changed her phone number.
The home phone would ring occasionally, but Xiao Lei never answered; I always transferred it.
This happened almost every two or three days; the person on the other end wouldn't say anything.
As soon as they heard my voice, they'd hang up.
If it weren't for Chun Ying's situation, perhaps Xiao Lei and I would be an ordinary, happy couple today.
I was terrified of losing Xiao Lei, so I broke off contact with Chun Ying again.
Unexpectedly, Chun Ying came to my house.
One night, I came home very late, and Xiao Lei called to tell me to come home immediately; an old friend had come to see me.
I never imagined that among the two women chatting on the sofa in my house, one was Chun Ying, and the other was Xiao Lei.
Readers can imagine how they would react in that situation.
I could only manage a bitter smile, almost collapsing to the floor.
Xiao Lei pulled me into the bedroom, looking at me almost with pity. "
How are you going to handle this? Today is the day to confront you."
Thinking of the thin and desperate Chun Ying, I couldn't bear to see her hurt again.
But I couldn't bear to hurt Xiaolei, so I was torn, bowing and scraping, unable to utter a single word.
Xiaolei's expression darkened, and she calmly said, "I'll pack my things. She can have this house for today."
I practically cried, begging her not to leave.
"Can I persuade her to go?" Xiaolei hugged me, like a mother hugging a child, comforting me, "Alright, alright, don't be so scared. If only you had known this would happen."
Sigh, but anyone on Earth could understand that.
I never imagined that I, the victim, would have to comfort you today. It's truly the strangest thing in the world.
I couldn't believe Xiaolei's words came from the heart. The more she acted like this, the more terrified I became. "
How about this, we'll still be husband and wife, but each of us will have our own lovers. Can you accept that?" My eyes widened. My first reaction was that she was testing me, but then I immediately felt a wave of relief wash over me.
What followed was a complex mix of emotions, difficult to define.
Xiao Lei suddenly smiled gently and pinched my nose: "Just kidding! I'm leaving.
I'll be back the day after tomorrow.
" I held her hand, yet terrified of losing her.
Her words were entirely her true feelings; she was just afraid I wouldn't be able to handle it. "
If I were to cheat, I would definitely discuss it with you first, unlike you who acted unilaterally.
Don't worry, I'll stay at Honghong's house for the next couple of days.
" Honghong was a friend of hers—I couldn't remember her exact name, so I just made up a name. This name is the only one inaccurate in this story. Then, she left. She didn't return
for five or six days. Apparently, when she went to Honghong's house, she found another friend staying there, so she took an early vacation to Tibet for a big trip.
I couldn't possibly let Chunying stay at my house right now. I
politely saw her off, and at my house, I secretly resolved to break off all ties with her.
But once I got to her place, I couldn't bring myself to say those words.
Why? Partly it was my nature, and partly it was because Chunying and I were already lovers and husband and wife.
After Xiaolei came back, she never asked me about Chunying and me again.
I think she had completely accepted it.
The night after she returned, the phone rang, and she answered immediately.
I only listened for a few seconds before I froze, as if struck by lightning.
The following isn't a verbatim transcript, but it's roughly the same.
In that state, I couldn't possibly remember every detail of their conversation. "
I'm back. I went to Tibet for a few days.
It was so much fun! I'm exhausted
… He's not home.
I'm all alone."
I don't know what they said on the phone, but my wife just chuckled softly, glancing at me strangely.

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