How a wife is cheated on (Part 4)

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On the drive from home to the company, I felt like a complete novice driver, the half-hour journey stretching to an eternity. My palms were sweaty when I finally stopped. I don't know what was wrong with me; my mind was filled with all sorts of unbelievable fantasies about the two of them, my mouth was dry, and my heart was pounding.
My wife, still in her pajamas, had already prepared breakfast for the two of them. She then gently pushed open her boyfriend's bedroom door, knocked softly, and said, "Are you going to be a lazy pig? Get up and eat quickly. After you eat, you still need to hurry and take me to work." "
Isn't your husband taking you?" he asked, staring into his wife's eyes. "
My husband bought breakfast, but he had to leave early. Get up quickly," my wife urged with a smile.
With that, she pulled him up and led him to the bathroom where they washed up separately.
According to my wife, while they were at the sink together, there were occasional physical contacts, and she even asked her boyfriend to apply lotion to her shoulders. It was a very strange feeling; her body felt weak and unresponsive.
They quickly finished their breakfast, then simultaneously cleared the table and insisted on washing the dishes. The wife, without a word, insisted that such chores were best left to women. Her boyfriend gently took her apron, wrapped it around her from behind, and tied it around her chest. She stood silently, washing the dishes. She said she was so nervous then, so worried he would hug her from behind; she didn't know what to do if that happened—such a conflicted feeling.
After tidying up the house, they were about to leave when the wife suddenly experienced a sharp pain in her stomach. She half-squatted in the hallway, her soft, boneless hands gripping her boyfriend's, struggling to stand.
He hugged her tightly, and she playfully wrapped her arms around his neck.
The morning sun shone through the window, making the flowers in the house appear vibrant and beautiful. The wife finally released her fiery passion to the fullest. "
Honey, have you had lunch? Don't sit directly in front of the air conditioner when you nap at work. I'm so sleepy, I'm going to sleep now. I love you, I love you, I love you."
Seeing the message my wife sent, my heart pounded with nervousness. A rush of adrenaline surged to my head, and my penis involuntarily swelled to an extreme hardness. I desperately wanted to drop everything and fly to her side. I struggled to control my body, preventing it from stiffening and trembling, and moved to the floor-to-ceiling window in my office, gazing into the distance. Countless alluring, blood-pumping phantoms appeared in the distance.
I returned home early at dusk. My wife was alone in the kitchen, meticulously preparing dinner for the two of us. I quietly walked around the house, carefully observing any changes in the home. The most glaring thing was the overflowing pile of crumpled tissues in the bathroom toilet paper holder.

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