Complete physical infidelity

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This entry wasn't long, but it contained a lot of information, and from the tone and the lines,

it was clear that Xiaoying wrote it in a pleasant mood.

The reason for this pleasant mood was the bracelet she mistakenly thought I had given her.

After reading this entry, which she thought I would never see, I felt a mix of emotions. Xiaoying's

relationship always evokes a bittersweet feeling, a contradictory mix that torments me. This

emotional state has remained constant.

How wonderful it would be if one day I only felt excitement and stimulation, without the bitterness. But will I ever truly achieve that kind of detachment? Today, Xiaoying's entry

mainly focused on two topics: her acceptance and fascination with her father's sexual prowess, and her emotional dependence on me.

It still revolved around her father's sex life and her feelings for me.

Xiaoying has completely accepted her father's sexual abilities, even openly admitting in her entry that

his sexual performance is far superior to mine, her husband's. Although Xiaoying didn't mean to belittle me, only to praise her father

's prowess, my discomfort was inevitable.

Perhaps spurred by Xiaoying's blog post—didn't she say my sexual prowess was inferior to my father's? I

had to surpass him, at least for a short time, even if only once or twice.

I remembered the man who sold sex drugs and started contacting him online using my laptop. This time, I didn't

waste any time talking to him.

The first time I bought some, I only got one due to limited stock. This time, I ordered

two. I planned to use both drugs on myself. Although I couldn't take them forever,

I'd be satisfied after two doses. I refused to believe I'd be inferior to my father after taking the drugs.

I put the company name on the delivery form; I dared not mail it home. What if my father and Xiaoying

found out ?

After finishing all this, I continued watching the home security camera. Perhaps Xiaoying

wasn't , and perhaps my father needed to replenish his semen—after all, last night's three times had

almost drained his testicles.

After tidying up, my father went to his bedroom to rest. Before entering, he glanced at

Xiaoying 's room with a hint of concern in his eyes, as if he wanted to greet her, but ultimately hesitated and didn't

go in.

After finishing her journal entry, Xiaoying stared blankly at the bracelet on her wrist under the room lamp, seemingly bewitched, and

kept giggling to herself.

Occasionally, she would look up at our wedding photo. Xiaoying always did this; whenever I was away and missed me

, she would stare blankly at me in the wedding photo.

The night passed uneventfully. The next morning, I woke up and continued my arduous workday. Today was also the last

day of my business trip to this city. The original plan was to fly there tomorrow morning, but because of my concern for home, I decided to fly there

tonight . I booked the plane tickets during my free time during the day.

Walking through this city where I had been on a business trip for three days, I felt no attachment or reluctance, only the turmoil and ups and downs of the past

two days .

Walking down the street, observing the city's commercial districts and the cost of living, I happened to see

a jewelry store.

Seeing this jewelry store, I couldn't help but think of that bracelet.

Although my father gave the bracelet to Xiaoying in my name, and the money was from a previous gift to my father, I

always felt that the bracelet wasn't a gift from me, but rather a gift from my father.

Although the bracelet eased the tension between Xiaoying and me, seeing it always made me feel a little uneasy,

even a bit jealous.

Taking advantage of the time I still had, I went into the jewelry store, where the jewelry was dazzlingly displayed.

As soon as I entered, the sales assistants started recommending this and that to me.

At that moment, it suddenly occurred to me, why not buy a piece of jewelry myself and give it to Xiaoying? That bracelet, after all,

wasn't really a gift from me. I decided to buy Xiaoying a real birthday present, a birthday gift from me.

I had bought Xiaoying a ring before, and now my father had given her a bracelet, so the only thing I

could buy her was a necklace.

With the help of the sales assistants, I started choosing jewelry.

The sales assistants all got commissions from selling jewelry, and they all showed me the expensive items.

Although we were short of money lately, I still had tens of thousands of yuan.

This month, work at the company was so tiring, and my bonus and commission were very generous.

Perhaps it was because of a hidden competitive spirit with my father that I couldn't

afford anything cheaper than what he bought. I focused my attention on necklaces costing tens of thousands of yuan.

Finally, I was drawn to a particular necklace—a gold

necklace inlaid with gemstones, pearls, and agate, priced close to 20,000 yuan. Its color and style were very similar to the bracelet, and they

complemented each other .

I

regretted couldn't let it pass me by, especially since it was much more expensive.

However, I was still a little short on cash. I had no choice but to call a colleague who had come on the business trip with me.

I waited in the jewelry store, and my colleague eventually brought me cash in a taxi, finally enough to pay for the necklace.

Walking out of the jewelry store, holding the heavy necklace in my hand, I finally bought it, but I was now in

debt. I'd pay her back next month when I got my bonus. If Xiaoying knew I bought the necklace on debt, she'd definitely give me

a scolding.

Looking at the necklace in my hand, was I just being stubborn and suffering for it? My flight was at 6 PM,

and we finished all our work at 5 PM, so I had an hour to get to the airport, which was plenty of time.

Since I had gone home early, my colleagues didn't travel with me; they all went the next day.

I went to the airport alone and boarded the plane.

On the plane, I felt a surge of joy, imagining Xiaoying's delighted expression upon seeing the necklace, and I couldn't

help but close my eyes and daydream. I was supposed to get off the plane around 8:00, and if I took a taxi directly, I'd be home

around 8:04 . As the time ticked by on the plane, my eagerness to get home grew stronger. To surprise Xiaoying, I hadn't told her I'd be home tonight; she thought I'd come the next day . Actually, when I decided to come tonight this morning, a question suddenly occurred to me: would Xiaoying and her father be intimate tonight? If I suddenly arrived home and caught them making love, wouldn't everything be exposed? But then I thought about it again. Xiaoying wasn't feeling well, she was still taking medication, and even when I called this morning, her voice was nasal. Her father loves her so much; why would he take advantage of her while she's sick? Besides, Xiaoying 's attention has returned to me these past two days; she probably doesn't feel like making love with her father anymore. So, because of all these factors, I felt confident enough to come. As soon as I got off the plane, I turned on my phone. I wanted to surprise Xiaoying, so I decided to call her to tease her. I took a taxi home, about a half-hour drive. Once in the car, I took out my phone and called Xiaoying. I called partly to tease her, and partly to check on things at home. If Xiaoying and my father were going to have sex tonight, I wouldn't be able to come home and would have to stay in a hotel. So, calling was also a kind of test. The call went through, but it took a long time for the call to connect before it automatically disconnected. Xiaoying didn't answer. Was she already asleep? Or was she in her father's bedroom having sex with him, and her phone was still in our bedroom, so she didn't hear it? After one unsuccessful attempt, doubt began to creep into my mind. Could it be that, contrary to my expectations, Xiaoying was having sex with her father tonight? Should I still go home? If Xiaoying hadn't answered the phone the first two times, it was because she and her father were having sex, and the phone was in the bedroom, the sounds of their lovemaking masking the ringer. So, the reason she wasn't answering was likely because, just as I was wondering, my phone suddenly rang , and I saw it was Xiaoying calling. Seeing that Xiaoying had answered the phone, I breathed a heavy sigh of relief; I finally didn't have to stay . "Hello, honey," I heard Xiaoying sweetly call me by my special nickname as soon as I answered the phone. But after saying "honey," she suddenly added a soft lisp at the end. Although adding that lisp to my nickname made it sound sweet, it was a bit too sweet. That lisp really struck me as odd because Xiaoying never called me that before. "Hello, wife, what are you doing? What are you saying?" Although I was nervous and confused, I still kept my tone steady as I spoke to Xiaoying. "Oh, honey, I'm tidying up the room. I almost knocked over the milk cup in the cabinet when I picked up the phone , it scared me half to death," Xiaoying said wearily on the other end, her breathing a little uneven. It was clear she was really doing housework and had genuinely been startled. "Still tidying up so late?" Hearing Xiaoying's voice on the phone, I secretly breathed a sigh of relief. My worries were unfounded. She answered the phone, which meant she wasn't in my father's bedroom and nothing had happened. Before, when she and my father were making love, she had never answered . "You're coming tomorrow, of course I have to tidy up the room to welcome you. A big cleaning tonight , hehe," Xiaoying said playfully. Hearing her words warmed my heart. Who wouldn't be happy to have such a hardworking and understanding wife? "Why didn't you answer the phone earlier?" Although I no longer suspected anything, I still asked the small question that had been bothering me. "Oh, I was just mopping the floor, my hands were wet. My phone was in the bedroom, and by the time I heard it ring dried my hands, the call had already dropped, so I quickly called you back. What? You're feeling uneasy because I didn't answer your calls that day? Hehe." Xiaoying teased me at the end. Yes, I called her over a dozen times that night and she didn't answer. I called her again today and she still didn't answer. My first thought was that she and her father were having sex, and I really was feeling a bit uneasy. "No, don't worry, sweetie, wait for your husband to treat you to a good reward. Is Dad asleep?" "Dad, he's asleep. He's sleeping a lot these days." "Okay, that's good. Nothing much, I just missed you, so I called my wife." "Honey, I miss you too. What are you doing now?" "Oh, I'm out shopping with my colleagues." The taxi horn kept honking outside. If I said I was in a hotel, Xiaoying definitely wouldn't believe me, so it was more believable to say I was out shopping. I was alone in the taxi with my luggage, but I said looked at me with a puzzled expression, his eyes carrying a hint of something more, as if to say, "We 're both men, I understand." Damn, was he going to mistake me for a man secretly seeing a mistress behind his wife's back? Ignoring the driver's strange look, I continued chatting with Xiaoying. "Oh, don't stay out too late, go get some rest, honey. I still need to pack, let's hang up now." "Hanging up so soon? I haven't finished chatting yet."

"Oh dear, honey, I still have to tidy up the house. It's so late, aren't you going to let your wife sleep?

Okay, bye, see you tomorrow, mwah."

"Okay, honey, get some rest, don't overwork yourself, goodnight, mwah."

Seeing that Xiaoying was in a hurry to hang up, I could only say goodbye.

After hanging up, it took about ten minutes before the taxi finally pulled into my apartment.

I got out of the taxi and stood in the small square, quickening my pace under the

streetlights .

Soon I arrived at my building and looked up at my apartment's floor.

The living room light was still on, so it seemed Xiaoying hadn't finished tidying up the room yet.

Right next to the living room was the window of our bedroom, and our bedroom light was also on.

Imagining Xiaoying tidying up the living room and our bedroom, so diligently making the house so neat and tidy to welcome me, I felt a warm

glow inside.

I walked to the entrance of my building, reached out and pulled, and the unit door opened.

The building's unit doors are all locked; you either ring the doorbell or use a key.

The lock on my unit door broke a couple of days ago, and I can't believe it's still not fixed even though I'm away on a business trip

. I can't help but feel a bit disdainful of the property management's incompetence.

Carrying my bag, which contained the necklace I bought for Xiaoying, I climbed the stairs. Imagining Xiaoying's surprised and delighted expression when she saw

me , I couldn't hide my excitement and almost ran upstairs.

Finally, I reached my door, only then realizing that my apartment key was in my backpack. Because

I'm always forgetful, it's easy to lose keys if they're in my pocket, and besides, there's no

need to carry them with me while on a business trip.

Taking my bag off my shoulder to get the key is inconvenient.

So, knocking on the door is much more convenient, since I'm already at my doorstep.

Thinking about Xiaoying's surprised and delighted expression when she opened the door, I gently knocked on the door.

I couldn't knock too loudly, lest I disturb my sleeping father. Xiaoying was tidying up the living room and our two

bedrooms ; a gentle knock should be enough for her to hear.

I wondered what Xiaoying's expression would be when she saw me suddenly appear. But after knocking a few times

, no one answered. I had to knock a few more times, but still no one opened the door. Was

my knocking too soft? The bedroom door was a security door with excellent soundproofing; it seemed

my knocking was too quiet for Xiaoying to hear.

I couldn't help but knock louder, and after waiting for a while, still no one opened the door.

Sigh, well, to avoid disturbing my father, I'll just use my key.

Just as I was about to put down my bag and rummage through it for my key, the door suddenly opened.

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