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For about three months, my wife and I had basically gotten used to this kind of life. Then one day, I forgot a document at home and went back to get it. When I was almost home, I was about to send my wife a message when I saw her walking towards the park. She was probably going to pick up a client. I thought I would just go upstairs to get the document and leave without sending the message. I went back and searched for a long time. Just before leaving, I saw that the door to my wife's love nest was open and there was a cigarette butt on the ground. I went over and stomped it out. I saw a wet stain on the bed, which must have been my wife's vagina. There were also two condom bags in the trash can next to it. A strong urge surged up. I really wanted to see what was happening there. Just then, I thought I heard a noise outside the door. Why was my wife back so soon? What if she brought a client along? That would be so embarrassing. Just then, I heard the door open. Where could I go? There was only a broken wardrobe in the room, this was the only place I could find. I quickly squeezed inside and found it was just big enough for one person. I became the man inside the wardrobe. I could see outside through the gap between the door and the wardrobe, but wouldn't it be even worse if I was discovered? I quickly silenced my phone. Just then, I saw my wife come in with a man. As soon as the man came in, he hugged my wife from behind and touched her breasts through her clothes. My wife moaned twice in response. The man said, "I took a liking to you at first sight, but you left with someone else first, so I've been waiting for you downstairs." My wife said, "You like me that much? What kind of thing should we do?" The man said 150, and the wife immediately took off her dress, revealing she was only wearing a bra underneath. After putting a condom on the man, she lifted her bra, lay down on the bed, and said, "Come on." The man couldn't wait any longer and climbed on top of her, playing with her breasts, sucking on her nipples, and then teasing them with his fingers, asking if she felt anything. The wife impatiently said, "Hurry up and do it." Then the man spread her legs and started having sex with her. It only took a few minutes, and then it was over. The wife kept her head to one side, closed her eyes, and didn't say a word the whole time. Then the two of them got dressed, paid, and left, completing a simple sexual transaction. I left quickly afterward, my face flushed and my heart pounding on the way back, my mind filled with images of a client having sex with my wife.
When I got home from get off work, my wife had already cleaned the house and was preparing dinner like a typical housewife. After dinner, she tidied herself up and took off all her clothes in front of me, leaving her in only a bodycon dress. I said, "You're so uninhibited now. People will see everything when you go upstairs." My wife replied, "This way it's easier to learn from them. So what if they look? They'll see everything when they come in anyway." Then she left. At that moment, I was incredibly excited. About 20 minutes later, my wife sent me a message saying, "I'm here." Usually, I would go out to avoid her at this point. However, today I decided to stay and continue spying on my wife's prostitution. I hid in the closet of the brothel again. This time, it was a young, handsome man. My wife took the initiative and asked how she wanted to play this time. The handsome man said the same as before, so it seemed like this wasn't their first time. Then my wife pulled the handsome man to the toilet to clean up. When they came back, the handsome man sat on the bed and gestured for my wife to kneel down and perform oral sex. My wife took off her clothes, tied up her hair, and started performing oral sex. Because of the angle, I couldn't see my wife's face, but it looked like she was putting in a lot of effort. After my wife performed oral sex for a few minutes, the handsome man lay down and gestured for my wife to sit on top of him. The wife asked, "Aren't you going to use a condom again?" The handsome guy replied, "I don't trust you. Didn't you take your meds? It's so much more enjoyable to play with a wet, mature woman like you without a condom." The wife smiled, sat on him, and began to wiggle her hips, slowly starting to moan. It seemed she was enjoying it, completely different from what she'd done with the afternoon client. The handsome guy really knew how to please women. He kneaded her breasts, saying, "Your skills down there have improved in a month." The wife happily agreed. Then he slapped her breast hard, and with a loud "smack," she cried out. Then, with another thrust, the wife, as if receiving a command, vigorously swung her hips. The handsome guy, clearly a seasoned womanizer, chuckled smugly, then pulled a cigarette from his clothes and said, "Damn, you're so slutty. Even as a prostitute, you're working this hard. Your cum's all over my balls. Lick it clean for me later." A short while later, the wife was on top of the handsome guy, saying, "I can't take it anymore, you take over." The handsome guy said, "Get on top of me, stick your ass up high." The wife, like a bitch, lay on the bed with her ass facing upwards. The handsome guy took out his phone, and the wife said, "Are you going to take pictures to show your friends again?" The handsome guy said, "Put..." He spread her legs, and the wife complied. Then the handsome guy said, "Take a video of me masturbating." The wife said, "I've never done this to my husband." The handsome guy said, "Be good, and I'll give you more afterwards. When have I ever treated you unfairly? I've never even seen my wife masturbate before. This is the first time I've seen it, and in this kind of situation no less." While filming, the handsome guy said, "This is the young woman I told you about last time. She hasn't been working as a prostitute for long, and she only does it for a few days each month. Look how clean her pussy is. She's already so wet after just a short time." Then he threw down his phone, picked up his penis, and started fucking her. After a while, it seemed like he was about to exert himself. He grabbed his wife's hair and slapped her hard with each stroke, the sound echoing in the room. Each slap was accompanied by a groan from his wife. He then increased the speed, his other hand occasionally slapping her plump buttocks. This position quickly became unbearable for her; her groans turned into cries of agony, and she begged him to hurry up and ejaculate, saying she couldn't take it anymore. But the client didn't care about the prostitute's feelings. The handsome man continued to vent his desires. After what seemed like an eternity, his wife's cries of agony began to tremble with sobs; she appeared to be on the verge of collapse. Finally, he let go, ejaculating all his semen onto his wife's back. She collapsed onto the bed, panting heavily. The handsome man took out his phone, placed his foot on her buttocks like he was taking pictures of a trophy, and then wiped the semen off her body with tissues. His wife sat up, and he put his penis to her mouth again. She willingly sucked on his glans, then licked the entire penis, saying, "Satisfied?" The handsome man said, "Keep blowing it." His wife said, "I can't take it again." Only then did the handsome man let her go. They chatted as they dressed, the handsome man saying, "Playing with you is like playing with myself." He acted like a prostitute, not at all like his wife. His wife said, "If your wife were fucked like this, wouldn't you feel bad?" The handsome guy countered, "What about your husband?" His wife replied, "I definitely wouldn't let him know I was being fucked like this." The handsome guy said, "You can't let him know you're so slutty in front of the customers either." His wife laughed, "I was planning to take on a few more tonight, but after you fucked me like this, I'm basically done for the night." As they left, the handsome guy said, "My friend saw the photos I posted and wants to play with you too. Let's arrange a time to play together sometime." His wife agreed. After they left, I went out for a smoke to clear my head and calm down. Later, his wife brought another customer upstairs. As I went downstairs, I brushed past them and turned back to see the customer staring intently at his wife's wet vulva, already erect. It seemed like there was no need for flirting later. About half an hour later, the customer left looking pleased. When I got back, his wife finished cleaning up, then took off her clothes to shower. The red marks on one of her buttocks indicated that the customer hadn't held back; it seemed like it was another fierce battle, and today's customer had really worn her out.

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