To ease the family's financial burden, the wife worked part-time as a prostitute (1)

My wife and I were high school classmates, but we didn't have much interaction during our student days. We met again at a friend's gathering after we started working. Since we were high school classmates, we naturally hit it off easily, and sparks flew. We quickly became a couple, got our marriage certificate a year later, and had a child soon after. I work for a large company, and she was also originally a company employee. However, because I was very busy with my job and was in the prime of my career, I often had to travel for work, so my wife quit her job and started doing e-commerce at home.
Later, I was offered a job transfer, a great opportunity for promotion, which I naturally wouldn't let slip. So I started working and living in another city. I found a cheap apartment in a five-story residential building in the old city. It was a clean two-bedroom apartment with beds in both rooms. The landlady was called Sister Nan. Most of the tenants were from out of town. Next to the building was a small park open to the public, with a panoramic view from the balcony. Because it was in the old city, the park wasn't crowded. In the morning, it was a fitness area for the elderly, but in the afternoon, scantily clad women would wander around – they were all prostitutes. There were even more at night. After picking up clients, they would take them to these rental rooms. A quickie cost 150 yuan, a full service 300 yuan. Don't ask me how I know; a man in a strange city, you know what I mean.
After a while, my wife came to visit. She also noticed the women wandering around the park. She asked me what they were doing, and I said they were all prostitutes. My wife said, "What prostitutes? They're all willing." She even asked if I had gone to see them. The answer, of course, was no – a white lie. That early summer, she went out shopping and came back angrily saying she had been sexually harassed. Apparently, a man had followed her on her way back and started talking to her. My wife found it strange and answered casually. After learning that she wasn't a local and was only staying temporarily, the man asked her if she was free. My wife said yes, and then he touched her buttocks and asked if she was currently taking clients. My wife was stunned and quickly pushed him away, saying, "You've got the wrong person," and ran away. I immediately asked, "Where's that man?" My wife said he left. I asked where she came from, and she said she came through the small park. I said, "There are many prostitutes there; you've been mistaken for someone else." My wife said irritably, "Do I look like a prostitute?" Only then did I notice she was wearing very short denim shorts. My wife already had a peach-shaped butt, and now with her mature figure, her rounded buttocks were quite eye-catching, but we had been married for a long time and hadn't paid much attention. I said, "These pants have been around for a long time, haven't they? You're not a young girl anymore. Wearing pants like this will make people misunderstand you. They'll definitely think you're a prostitute." My wife said, "I don't know anyone here. I can wear whatever I want. It's a woman's love of beauty." That night, during sex, to get us both more excited, I asked, "If I weren't here, would you sleep with that man?" My wife knew this was a flirtatious question, and she replied, "Of course! I'd bring him home, take off my clothes, and sleep with him. Afterwards, I'd be his wife, and we could have sex anytime." These words excited me greatly. I said, "Then go and pick up some customers and see if anyone wants to see you." My wife agreed. We were both very satisfied that time. Afterwards, I asked my wife, "Do you really want to sleep with a stranger?" My wife said, "You like it? If you like it, I'll go stand in the park tomorrow." I said, "Don't joke around." My wife's unintentional teasing gave me a strange excitement. I said, "Don't look down on her. She's just out there earning money to supplement the family income. Some of her husbands know about it." My wife looked surprised and said that their husbands were really thick-skinned to accept this. She then asked me if I would accept it if it were my wife. I joked that I would, since it would make more money. My wife got angry and pinched me a few times. I quickly said that I wouldn't bear to see you being mistreated. But what I said in jest was taken to heart. I never expected that these jokes would plant a seed in my wife's heart. My career is still in its early stages, and my wife's e-commerce business is also struggling. We mainly rely on me to support the family, and our life is not easy right now.
A while after my wife left, I saw the women in the park looking desperate, so I went for a stroll and picked one I liked to bring back. On my way back, I unexpectedly ran into my landlady, Sister Nan. Sister Nan smiled and looked down at me, which made me feel quite awkward. A few days later, Sister Nan came to collect the rent. Since she was there, we chatted for a bit. We talked about being caught looking for a prostitute a few days ago. I awkwardly said I was lonely. Unexpectedly, Sister Nan said I could contact her next time. I thought she was going to introduce me to another prostitute, so I quickly said no, no. Sister Nan said, "You don't even like me, do you?" That's when I realized she was talking about herself. I was quite surprised and asked her, "You're a landlady, why do this?" Sister Nan sighed, "What kind of landlady are you? It's not as good as you think." Although Sister Nan was middle-aged, she was very charming. I immediately became interested in her and asked how much she charged. Sister Nan said, "The same as them, definitely better. If I'm busy during the day, I can contact you at night. I'll be there soon." The next evening after dinner, while smoking on the balcony, I saw the streetwalkers in the park. Thinking of Sister Nan's voluptuous figure, I suddenly felt aroused. I called Sister Nan, feeling a little embarrassed, and asked if she was free to come over. Sister Nan immediately agreed without even asking what it was about; it seemed we already understood. Sister Nan arrived wearing loose loungewear, like she was just out for a stroll. We exchanged a few pleasantries, and Sister Nan told me to go wash up. I turned to wash, and when I came out, Sister Nan was down to her underwear. Sister Nan told me to sit down, then knelt down and took my penis into her mouth. Sister Nan's oral skills were excellent; her tongue moved back and forth on the glans, unlike my wife's pecking-rice-like oral sex. I reached out and untied Sister Nan's... The bra revealed a pair of large, snow-white breasts that, though slightly sagging, felt wonderful to the touch. I remarked that I'd noticed their size the first time I saw them, and Sister Nan replied that she hadn't expected to have the chance to hold them. Sister Nan then licked and blew on them for several minutes before taking off her panties and putting a condom on me. She sat on top of me, pressing my head into her ample breasts. I held her plump buttocks, savoring their fullness. After a while, Sister Nan got tired and suggested we go to the bedroom. Once inside, I patted Sister Nan's buttocks, and she immediately understood. She raised her plump buttocks high on the bed, her two thick labia already glistening with cum—a perfect object for releasing desire. I explored Sister Nan in every position imaginable. She didn't moan; she just closed her eyes and enjoyed the experience, even actively responding to my advances. She was far better than the prostitutes outside. After we finished, I chatted with Sister Nan in bed and learned that she wasn't a local either. She and her husband had come here to start a business years ago, but they later divorced, and her ex-husband left. She didn't have much ability and could only do small jobs. She rented out this house because there were many prostitutes in the area, and many of them had rented it. At the time, Sister Nan was only in her early thirties, with a strong sex drive and a child to support. Influenced by them, when the house was empty, she would imitate them and go for walks in the small park at night. If a customer asked, she would subtly probe and, upon learning that the customer wasn't a local, she would bring him upstairs for sex. She was always very careful in her prostitution, satisfying her own needs at the same time. Later, she simply stopped renting it out and used it as her own brothel. This method usually doesn't generate much business, but Sister Nan managed to retain a bunch of repeat customers thanks to her good service, gentleness, and beautiful breasts. Now that her child is under pressure to go to high school, she has basically stopped working and rented the house out again. After that pleasant experience, whenever I was horny, I would call Sister Nan over. We talked a lot, and she understood my situation well. She knew I had it tough and told me to save money and not go to other prostitutes. She only charged me 200 yuan each time, but I could have sex with her all night. We talked a lot, including about the joke my wife and I had that time. Unexpectedly, Sister Nan said that if you two were open-minded, you could let your wife work as a prostitute here. After all, you're not locals, and you'd leave after your work was over. I said I was just joking with my wife. Even if I wanted to, she wouldn't. Sister Nan said that you've been married for so long, and you can leave your wife there. If you're in a hurry, you can find a prostitute. Your wife also has needs. What if she cheats on you? She'd just be a freeloader for another man. Your wife isn't that old. She could earn in a year what you earn in several years. Then, half-jokingly, she said that she would come and talk to her sometime after she figured it out. I said no, I can't accept this kind of thing, but I'm itching to do it.
When my wife came over again, she talked about a bunch of mundane things like groceries and household chores, saying she was barely making any money these days. I didn't want to listen, saying the rent was due soon. Then I thought of Sister Nan and casually mentioned her part-time job as a prostitute. My wife listened calmly, saying life is tough, but it's all for the family. We went to see a movie and then ate out. It had been a long time since we'd had such a relaxing time, especially since having a child. I also had a few drinks. After dinner, we walked home through a small park. Just a few steps in, we encountered a scantily clad woman strolling around. My wife asked curiously, "How much do they earn a month?" I said, "How would I know? But it's definitely a lot, at least a hundred or two at a time. Younger, better-built women earn even more." My wife said, "That's probably enough for me to earn in a day." I said, "Yeah, some just work a few days, like a part-time job." My wife said, "How do you know so much?" I quickly said I overheard it from conversations with colleagues, afraid she'd become suspicious. I quickly interrupted, "Why are you asking all this? Want to try your hand at a 'small part-time job' too?" My wife said there's nothing wrong with earning money to supplement the household income, but this kind of sacrifice is too great. I joked, "It's okay, you're not a little girl anymore, and it's not certain that anyone will even be interested in you." My wife pinched me, "You underestimate me too much. I'm in my prime right now." I said, "Really? Then try to see if you can attract customers." My wife said, "You'd love for me to cheat on you!" Under the influence of alcohol, seeing these women suddenly aroused me. I wanted to flirt with her and then have sex when we got home. So I told my wife that this was just supplementing the household income, and I didn't care. After saying that, I hugged my wife and kissed her. I just wanted to express my love, but she probably misunderstood it as some kind of encouragement. I thought my wife would continue to bicker with me, but she was silent. I thought she had just run out of things to say. That evening at home, my wife suddenly mentioned reading an article about sex workers and how admirable these women were, making sacrifices for their families. I casually agreed, saying it was understandable and that as long as I could accept it, it was fine. But afterwards, I felt uneasy. Could my wife actually be having such thoughts? The idea of her working as a prostitute gave me a strange, secret excitement. That night, I couldn't sleep, feeling hot all over. Looking at my wife beside me, I suddenly felt like talking to my friend, Nan. The next day, I called Nan and told her everything. Nan said, "Since your wife has these thoughts, and you have them too, but neither of you can bring them up, I'll try to talk to her if you agree." I told Nan, "Then tomorrow after I go to work, go collect the rent and try to talk to her, but don't be too obvious." Nan agreed. The next day, I told my wife that Sister Nan was coming to collect rent and asked her to handle it. Then I left. I was completely out of it at work. Near the end of the workday, Sister Nan called and told me that she had talked a lot with my wife. She felt that the family had always relied on me alone and wanted to share the burden. She said that although she knew this line of work was lucrative, she had never really considered it. She just didn't expect me to have such a broad-minded view of it. Considering the family's situation, she gradually started to have some ideas. I wanted to tell Sister Nan that it wasn't broad-mindedness but that I was genuinely joking with her, but I didn't say it. Sister Nan told my wife that she already had a husband and children, and now that they were in their prime, they had financial needs. Seeing how well you maintain your figure and how clean you are, I know men really like young women like you. Sister Nan has been there; as long as a woman lets go of her worries, her body is her most valuable asset. Take off your clothes and don't think about anything else. If you feel comfortable, enjoy it; if you don't, just bear with it for a while. Once the man is done, put your clothes back on and go your separate ways. My wife was silent for a long time before saying that she was willing to sacrifice for the family if I agreed, but she didn't dare tell you. So I pretended to comfort you. I said I understood. Sister Nan said, "Think positively, it's nothing." When we got home, my wife didn't say anything; she seemed very nervous. I hugged her and comforted her, saying, "I won't dislike you. Give it a try. If it doesn't work, don't force yourself." My wife just nodded. PS: Some random pictures were added at the request for your enjoyment.

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