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I remember it was the autumn of 1991, when I slept with an old colleague's wife. At that time, I was a shift supervisor at X-Feng Security Company in the Wugu Industrial Zone. This old bachelor, surnamed Sun, was a veteran security guard in our company, stationed at a contracted lighting factory. He was over 50 years old, widowed for over 10 years, and from Chiayi. Although he was over 50, Old Sun was open-minded, very talkative, and had bright, energetic eyes. Usually, someone in our company would be on night shift, and as a junior security supervisor, I always wanted to perform well, so I often worked the night shift. Therefore, I had a lot of time to spend with Old Sun, and we gradually became quite familiar. That year, I was 38 years old, and my wife was 33. My wife's name was Ping (pseudonym). She was fair-skinned and slender, with a small but firm bust, probably a 32C, as her nipples were still pink, probably because she hadn't had any children. She had a thin waist, was 166 cm tall, and had long, fair legs. She always attracted men's attention. Our sex life is actually quite good. My wife doesn't mind, and we usually have sex once or twice a week. However, my stamina is average; I only last about 20 minutes each time. I often work the night shift with Lao Sun, and we like to drink a little to pass the time, so over time, we've become very open about everything. We talk about women and his romantic escapades. Lao Sun says he's been with countless women and plans to be satisfied when he's 70. At the time, I'd only ever been with my wife, so I admired Lao Sun immensely. Lao Sun was very experienced when talking about women and always liked to ask me about my wife and me. When I drank too much, I told Lao Sun about my sexual experiences. When he heard that my wife always held me tightly after I ejaculated and always wanted me to touch her genitals, Lao Sun said I hadn't satisfied her. Lao Sun said that although my wife's eyes were small, she looked at men with a deep, mysterious gaze, indicating she was secretly very horny. Of course, I somewhat agreed with what he said about my wife. To be honest, my penis is rather small. Even after almost 10 years of marriage, it's still white, not dark. I remember once when Lao Sun and I were both drunk, I went to pee, and Lao Sun followed me from behind. He looked at my penis and laughed, saying, "Mine is at least twice the size of yours." While in the toilet, Lao Sun actually pulled out his penis to show me. It wasn't erect then, but it was probably at least 15 centimeters long, with a large glans like a mushroom, and testicles the size of an egg. It was dark. I'm very thin, while Lao Sun is quite muscular. Taking advantage of his drunkenness, Lao Sun said to me, "Sometimes I even think about your wife when I sleep. I really want to see how perky your breasts are, and touch your beautiful legs." Lao Sun said my wife has a small mouth, so her vagina must be tight, and her vulva must be long and thin with very little pubic hair. I thought Lao Sun was incredibly accurate; he guessed everything correctly. Of course, I believe Lao Sun hadn't actually slept with my wife at that time. He said it was something he read in Chinese physiognomy books. The next time we drank, Lao Sun begged me to bring my wife to the factory. He was incredibly attentive to me, always helping me with chores and always thinking of me first when there was something interesting. He also tried his best to promote me within the company. Later, I thought it wouldn't hurt to get to know him over drinks, so I deliberately told my wife some of Lao Sun's crazy stories while we were having sex that night. I made up a story for her, saying I saw Lao Sun having sex with a female worker in the security guard's break room. My wife was indeed very interested and eagerly asked if I really saw it. I said yes, and of course, I told her about Lao Sun's special deeds. I said Lao Sun's penis was very thick and big, much bigger than mine. She asked if the glans was big. I said I saw him pull it out from under that woman, and it was as thick and long as a stallion's (my wife had once seen horses mating and jokingly said she wished she had a penis as big as a horse's). My wife was incredibly excited when she heard this, hugging me tightly and twisting her waist wildly. In the dim light of the night, I could see my wife's eyes were closed and her teeth were clenched. I think she must have been imagining being penetrated by someone's penis. About half a month later, I finally gave in to Lao Sun's persistent persuasion and agreed to bring my wife (actually, I was even more excited inside). However, I also made it clear that if my wife didn't agree, I absolutely couldn't force her, because she's usually very virtuous, never jokes with men, and has a very stubborn temper. Lao Sun said not to worry, "Don't take advantage of a friend's wife," and if she didn't want to, there was nothing anyone could do. I remember that day the weather was bad, it was drizzling, and I called my wife to ask her to keep me company on the night shift. My wife was unwilling on the phone, saying she didn't want to come. I didn't tell her about Lao Sun at the time, but my wife seemed to sense something. I said that I was the only one in the whole factory that night, and I was very bored. I also wanted to... you know... with her. Maybe my wife was tempted (I deliberately didn't have sex with my wife for a week). My wife was silent for a few seconds on the other end of the phone, but then agreed, but she would come in the evening. Hearing the news, Lao Sun excitedly started preparing snacks and rode his motorcycle to Fu Jen Catholic University to buy some. But by 7:30 pm, my wife still hadn't appeared. Lao Sun got anxious and told me to call and urge her. I said there was no rush, she said she would definitely come if she said so on the phone. Old Sun gave me a lewd grin (it was more like a lewd grin). Sure enough, around 8 o'clock, my wife arrived on her scooter, soaked by the light rain. As soon as she reached the gate, she saw Old Sun and me sitting in the guardhouse. After we entered, she said to us casually, "I knew you weren't alone," and gave me a sideways glance. Old Sun quickly added that it was supposed to be his shift today, and he was covering for me because he missed his train back to Chiayi. At this point, I noticed my wife's face suddenly turn red. We then sat down and chatted. Old Sun enthusiastically prepared snacks to go with our drinks. Old Sun and I drank a bottle of strong liquor, while my wife only drank two small glasses. I'm not a big drinker, but Old Sun insisted that I drink with him, interspersing his drinks with many crude jokes. We chatted and laughed until midnight. My wife said she wanted to go home. Old Sun tried his best to persuade her to stay, jokingly saying that he didn't want to spoil our romantic time. He suggested that since it was so late, there was a rest room in the guardhouse, and he could take over the shift. I agreed and asked my wife to stay. She agreed. During this time, I noticed my wife accidentally glance at Lao Sun a few times, then shyly looked away. My feelings were incredibly complex—a mix of excitement, jealousy, and a whole host of other emotions. Later, my wife and I went to the back duty room. My wife got a towel and went to shower, while I went to the front to help Lao Sun clear the dishes. Lao Sun whispered to me, "I'm going to sneak in and have sex with your wife. She'll definitely agree. What do you say? You won't back out, right? I won't mind if you do." I lowered my head and whispered, "But you absolutely have to keep it a secret." Lao Sun said, "Don't worry about that, I have my pride too." Then Lao Sun tiptoed away. Half a minute later, I quietly followed him to the bathroom. Lao Sun opened the door and went in, closing it behind him, though not completely, allowing me to peek through the crack. My wife realized someone had entered the bathroom, but didn't expect the man to be her husband. Without turning around, she said, "Honey, want to shower together? No, your colleague is outside!" Old Sun didn't answer. "Husband," his wife said, turning her head. Suddenly, she realized the man in front of her wasn't me. "Ah! Brother Sun! What are you doing here?!" She instinctively covered herself with a towel. "Little darling, don't scream. Your husband asked me to take care of you. He went to inspect the factory; he'll be gone for at least half an hour, hehe." Old Sun swallowed and pounced on her. "Hey, let go! My husband's outside! Don't do this! Hmm... Husband, save me! No... save me..." Then Old Sun said, "Little darling, you want me to do your thing? Don't pretend." My wife was still struggling. Seeing the fear on my wife's face before she was violated by another man, my little brother instantly got hard. I really wanted to rush in and fuck her, but I held back, because I knew the real show was yet to come. Old Sun grabbed my wife around the waist, then lifted her up like a chicken, slamming her against the cold bathroom wall. The show was finally about to begin! Outside the bathroom, I was incredibly excited, my penis rock hard. Inside, my wife's slender, fair body was tightly entwined with Old Sun's large, white belly. The white towel was still limply held to her chest. Old Sun ripped the towel away, and my wife's firm breasts were instantly pressed together without any obstruction. My wife couldn't help but let out a soft "Ah!" Her slender waist was held tightly by Old Sun's arms, unable to move, while her upper body instinctively leaned back, her body arching like a bow. I heard multiple meanings in that soft cry. My wife futilely tried to pry Old Sun's arms from her waist with one hand, and with the other, she managed to break free, weakly pushing against him, but to me, it seemed more like a reluctant resistance. Perhaps all men have a beastly potential; my wife's resistance only fueled Old Sun's intense desire. The thrill of defiling another man's wife, especially the knowing that her husband was next door, perhaps even watching (Old Sun would occasionally peek through the crack in the door, seemingly to provoke me), made his penis as hard as a rock. He thrust and pounded between my wife's long legs. My wife weakly clamped her thighs together, thinking this would hold her last line of defense. But Old Sun knew that in this environment and under his assault, my wife's resistance wouldn't last long—she was already breathing heavily, seemingly aware that I wouldn't come to her rescue, and had given up crying out for help. He abruptly turned my wife's small face towards...He kissed her with his full, rosy lips. The slight stubble of his beard brushed against her smooth, tender face, making me itch with desire. My wife kept her lips tightly pressed together, shaking her face to avoid his advances, but she had no choice but to let Old Sun's mouth ravage her face. Old Sun grinned lewdly and shifted his attack: one hand still held my wife's waist, controlling her feeble resistance, while his fingers were busy kneading her breasts. His other hand traveled down her smooth shoulder and back to her full, slightly upturned buttocks, caressing her plump flesh. The rich, fleshy sensation in his hands stimulated both of their minds, and their breathing became heavy. Old Sun lowered his head, skillfully finding his wife's breasts with his lips, and licking them incessantly with his tongue, occasionally sucking on her nipples, or flicking them with his tongue, making lewd slurping sounds. My wife's firm breasts trembled incessantly with the movement of his tongue, as if an electric current was flowing from her breasts throughout her body. Her rosy nipples, against her will, gradually became engorged and erect. My wife's hands weakly pushed against Old Man Sun, but her head tilted back limply, her long, black hair swaying like willow branches with the man's movements. The sensations in her body seemed to intensify, and my wife's consciousness seemed to slowly blur. She murmured as if in a dream, "No... this, quickly... let... me... ah...!" Continuous pleasure surged within her body, her two long, slender, white legs unconsciously rubbing and contracting, and her genitals, which had not yet been touched, became sensitive, her love juices already quietly secreting. Her breathing gradually became seductive, and Old Man Sun sensitively noticed this. He slowly released his arms from around her waist and moved them to my wife's genitals, his fingers gently tugging at the soft pubic hair and rubbing the tender flesh of her vaginal opening. My wife stepped back slightly, as if trying to avoid the invasion of her sensitive, hidden area by a hand that wasn't mine, but Old Sun's fingers followed closely like a nimble multi-headed snake, greedily kneading her genitals. His technique was quite skillful; he deliberately didn't penetrate my wife's vagina, but instead provided continuous stimulation to her vulva. My wife's labia parted slightly, and a stream of love fluid slowly flowed out; her clitoris gradually hardened under the skillful caress of Old Sun's fingers, highlighting the protection of her labia, making it even more attractive for the fingers to attack and flick at. Each of Old Sun's attacks stirred huge waves in my wife's nervous system, and her body writhed more and more. My wife's skin turned crimson, and a blush of lust rose on her beautiful face as she twisted and turned. Her suppressed moans grew softer and more seductive, as if even her uterus had turned into semi-melted syrup, and more love fluid secreted from my wife's vagina, wetting Old Sun's palm. Old Sun smeared some sticky liquid, lewdly sniffed it, then licked it. I could almost smell that familiar, sweet fragrance. He held his hand, covered in the fluid, in front of my wife. "Look, you're so wet. You need it too, don't you? What are you pretending for? Your husband won't know if you do it! Just half an hour!! Just half an hour!!" he whispered in my wife's ear. I hadn't expected...

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