My experience

My beloved wife, Xin'er, and I were childhood sweethearts; our families lived near each other. Because we're only half a year apart, we were together from elementary school through high school and university.
We had a flirtatious relationship in middle school, but officially started dating in high school. Because Xin'er's family was very strict, in high school I only indulged in the pleasure of her lips; she only allowed me to touch her breasts after we both got into university. Fortunately, in university, Xin'er gradually became more open, and finally, on my birthday during my sophomore year, I removed the last veil from her body and, amidst her trembling, possessed this body I had longed for.

Immediately after graduation, our parents sat down together and, without consulting us, decided on our marriage. So, at the age of 23, Xin'er officially married me, becoming my beloved wife.

Xin'er is 1.65 meters tall, not particularly tall, but her petite figure, fair skin, and expressive eyes make her look like an adorable doll. What I love most about Xin'er are her delicate feet, small and exquisite, which I find utterly captivating. Many classmates envied me, saying I was incredibly lucky to have such a lovely beauty so early on. I was always overjoyed by their jealous comments, and I vowed to cherish Xin'er for the rest of my life.

Because our hometown is a small county, after Xin'er and I got married, we returned to H City, the provincial capital where we went to university, to work hard. Xin'er quickly found a job at an obstetrics and gynecology hospital based on her major, while I struggled to find suitable employment due to my major.

This made me extremely anxious; I spent almost every day at the job market, submitting countless resumes without finding a suitable job. I began to feel disheartened and even considered returning to my hometown. But at this time, I met a senior from university who not only helped me secure a job in H City but also gave me an incredibly exciting experience.

This senior, surnamed Lin, was five years ahead of me. Right after graduation, he used his family connections to start his own company, which has now grown to tens of millions in revenue, with over a dozen employees. It was fate, I suppose. He originally only wanted a cashier position, but after seeing my resume, he kept me on and put me in the sales department.

I was very grateful for his help and worked incredibly hard at sales. Plus, I was good at networking and could hold my liquor, so gradually, he started inviting me to his social events, and we became very close.

As our income increased, Xin'er and I became more comfortable. We rented a 60-square-meter room and began our happy life together. My favorite thing to do was after dinner, Xin'er would wash up and lie on the sofa watching TV, while I sat on the other side, gently caressing her delicate feet. I would often hold her feet, touching and kissing them, then slowly move upwards, finally reaching the paradise that intoxicates a man, stirring up waves of desire.

My work is going smoothly, my boss appreciates me (I'll call him "boss" from now on), and my wife is beautiful. To outsiders, my life seems perfect. But no one knows that deep inside, a burning desire for humiliation is raging.

It started when I first watched "Young ***". I didn't feel anything special about ***'s sex with other women, but seeing Yu Hui's repeated infidelity—with Aji, with the bespectacled guy, with my senior, and with ***—gave me a unique and intense thrill. Especially at the end, after *** and Yu Hui got married, when *** saw Yu Hui having sex with Yuan Lin's boss in the office on a videotape, it made me masturbate uncontrollably.

Later, when I read Hu Da's "Humiliating My Girlfriend," it dawned on me that deep down, I desperately wanted to see a man spread my beloved wife's legs in front of me, thrust his penis—thicker and longer than mine—into her tender vagina, and brutally ravage my dearest wife.

Unfortunately, this wish was far too difficult to fulfill. First, Xin'er comes from a strict, even somewhat conservative, family. She would become incredibly shy whenever I was intimate with her in public. Second, finding a man who could keep my secret and wouldn't affect my family was also a major headache. So, although my burning desire for humiliation grew stronger with time, I pessimistically believed I had no hope of ever realizing this dream. But

wishes often come true unexpectedly. It was during a client dinner, and as usual, my boss invited me to join them. After dinner, I politely said goodbye, knowing I couldn't participate in the subsequent activities with my boss and clients. Unexpectedly, the clients had drunk quite a bit and, having already bothered me several times, insisted I stay, saying we should go to a bathhouse together.

I looked at my boss with embarrassment, but he didn't say anything, just smiled and nodded. So the three of us went to the bathhouse together. While changing, I suddenly noticed how incredibly large my boss's penis was, about 10 centimeters even when flaccid, and a thought flashed through my mind.

What happened next is well-known. After the bath, each of us had a prostitute. But while having sex with one of the prostitutes, I couldn't stop thinking about the boss's astonishingly long penis. I couldn't help but imagine how stimulating it would be if that thick penis were inserted into Xin'er's tender, red vagina! Thinking about this, my movements became more intense, and I couldn't help but ejaculate inside the prostitute.

After we finished, everyone went home. I got home after 11 pm, and Xin'er was already asleep. Seeing Xin'er's fair and delicate body, the thought from before resurfaced in my mind: my little wife Xin'er's fair and delicate body trembling beneath the boss, enduring the storm of thrusting, Xin'er moaning and panting... I couldn't bear to think about it anymore. My penis, which had just ejaculated, became erect again. I pounced on the bed, pulled down Xin'er's panties, and slowly sank in, beginning to thrust.

Xin'er was awakened from her sleep by my movements. When she saw it was me, she sleepily scolded me, but also moved in response to me. I don't know if it was because I had just vented, or if it was the humiliating thought that stimulated me, but I lasted much longer than usual. In the end, Xin'er couldn't help but pant and say to me, "Honey, you were amazing today!"

After the lovemaking, Xin'er fell into a deep sleep again, but I held the naked Xin'er in my arms, my eyes wide open, thinking and planning in the darkness...

(II)

Since the last time I went to the bathhouse with my boss and clients, my relationship with my boss has become closer.

After having dinner with clients, I no longer left alone, but also participated in the subsequent activities, which greatly delayed my return home, often until midnight, making Xin'er somewhat dissatisfied. Fortunately, it wasn't always like this, and my income had also increased significantly compared to before, which resolved Xin'er's complaints.

It was another banquet for clients, but because this client brought his mistress, there were no further activities after dinner. I was also happy that I could go home early, because I had drunk quite a lot this time.

Unexpectedly, after seeing off the client, the boss, drunk, said to me, "Don't go back yet, let's go take a bath together and sober up." Seeing his condition, I was worried he might get into an accident on the way home, so I went with him to a bathhouse near the hotel.

This was the first time it was just the boss and me at a bathhouse. Since we'd been there many times before, this time he ordered two young girls for an oil massage, and we even shared a room.

Anyway, when I saw the boss's penis slowly swell in the girls' hands, both the girls and I couldn't help but gasp. The boss's penis was about 20 centimeters long, thick and large, with a glans shaped like a goose egg. The girl giving him the massage even joked with him, saying his wife was very lucky.

I glanced at the boss's penis, then at my own, and couldn't help but sigh with shame. But the urge to have the boss sleep with my little wife was growing stronger.

After the massage, the boss and I rested and drank tea in the private room. He chatted with me, noticing me constantly glancing at his genitals, and couldn't help but laugh and scold me, "What are you looking at? Don't you have one yourself?" Then he laughed heartily and joked, "What, envious of your brother's thing? Want your sister-in-law to have a taste?"

Hearing this, a surge of heat rushed to my head, my heart pounded, and I couldn't help but reply, emboldened by the alcohol, "Brother Lin, really, I want to ask you to give Xin'er a massage."

The boss had seen my wife before and knew she was a stunning beauty. Hearing my words, he laughed heartily, thinking I was joking. But seeing my serious expression, which showed no sign of joking, he slowly stopped laughing and looked at me with puzzlement.

At this point, I disregarded all shame and told him the whole story, that I only wanted to see him fuck my wife hard and fill Xin'er's womb with his semen.

The boss couldn't help but smile again, saying, "I'd only ever seen this kind of thing in novels before, I never thought it would happen to someone I know!" He then reassured me, telling me not to worry, he would never spread the word.

I had calmed down from my earlier impulse and, after thinking for a moment, I made a three-point agreement with the boss:

First, I wasn't selling my wife, so I wouldn't take a single penny from him;

second, because my wife was conservative and shy, I would have to find a way to gradually win her over, and during the sex between the boss and Xin'er, the boss would obey me completely;

third, the boss couldn't contact Xin'er alone, and if Xin'er and I disagreed, the matter would end.

The boss agreed to everything and reiterated that he wouldn't tell a third person, regardless of whether it worked out or not.

Back home, I started thinking about how to get Xin'er to agree to this, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't come up with a solution.

In our previous sexual encounters, I had half-jokingly and half-seriously said things like, "Your breasts are so beautiful. If another man touched them, he would be thrilled," but the conservative Xin'er always scolded me, saying "I'm going to die." Although she didn't get angry, we just couldn't continue.

What should I do? I thought about it for two days and realized that I could only use deception to get Xin'er to give herself to me willingly.

I told my boss about my idea and asked him to get ready.

A few days later, Xin'er was off work and stayed home all day. Around 3 p.m., I talked to my boss and told him to call me at a certain time. After we discussed the content of the call and how to make it happen, I returned home with a mix of nervousness and excitement.

(III)

When I got to my door, I let out a long sigh and then put on an anxious and gloomy expression. As soon as I entered the house, Xin'er saw that I was back so early and was about to ask me something, but before she could ask, she was frightened by the expression on my face and quickly asked me what was wrong.

I told her in a heavy tone, "Something terrible has happened to me." Then I told Xin'er a lie I made up, saying that I had trusted an old customer and sent out the goods without receiving payment, and now I couldn't get through to that customer by phone. It was a whole 500,000 yuan!

When Xin'er heard that I had made such a huge mistake, she was stunned. Her face turned pale, and she murmured, "Five hundred thousand..." I then put on a pained expression and continued, "Now the company suspects I took a bribe from that client. The head of the sales department has said that if the money isn't recovered, they'll report me to the police and have me arrested."

Hearing this, tears immediately streamed down Xin'er's face. She gripped my hand tightly, as if I would be arrested the moment she let go, repeatedly saying, "What should we do? What should we do..." Looking at Xin'er's tears, I felt extremely sad. I really wanted to tell Xin'er that I was just joking with her, that it was all fake; but then I thought, things have come to this point, so I gritted my teeth and swallowed the truth.

I put my arm around Xin'er and sat down to discuss a solution. I said I would contact the client again tomorrow, but I was afraid that the people at the company wouldn't believe me or wouldn't have the patience. In reality, my explanation was full of holes. If I had really made such a big mistake, the company would have already detained me. How could they allow me to go home alone? But at this moment, Xin'er's mind was in complete chaos, and she couldn't think of this at all.

Just then, as agreed, the boss called my cell phone, asking what was going on. I explained to him repeatedly on the phone, finally saying I needed to see him in person to explain. The boss said he was nearby on business and would come to my house shortly, which I readily agreed to.

Xin'er and I hugged each other, and she could clearly hear the boss's stern voice on the phone. Seeing me hang up, she hurriedly said, "When Brother Lin comes, explain things to him properly." I pretended to be sad and said, "How can I explain? Five hundred thousand!" Hearing my words, Xin'er's tears started flowing again.

I pretended to hesitate for a long time before saying to Xin'er, "Xin'er, since the company belongs to Brother Lin, if he doesn't pursue the matter, then so be it, we can figure out the money later; but if Brother Lin insists on pursuing it immediately, I'll have no choice but to go to jail. But how can we get Brother Lin to put this matter aside for now?"

Xin'er choked up and said, "When Brother Lin comes later, let's plead with him properly." I sighed and said, "Why would Brother Lin give me a chance? Unless..."

Xin'er became agitated upon hearing my words and asked in surprise, "Unless what? Tell me!" I avoided her gaze and said, "I won't say anymore, I'd rather go to jail than do this." Xin'er's face turned pale instantly; she understood what I meant from my hesitation.

The two of us sat together in silence, neither of us speaking for a long time. After a long pause, Xin'er resolutely said, word by word, "I'm willing to do this." I hugged her tightly and said, "No! I'd rather go to jail." Xin'er panicked and said, "No! If something happens to you, everything will be over. What will happen to our family?" Then she buried her face in my chest and said softly, "Honey, you won't dislike me after this, will you?" I hugged her even tighter and said as if making a vow, "You will always be my most beloved Xin'er."

After a while, around 5 o'clock, the boss finally came into my house. I helped the boss sit on the sofa and asked Xin'er to pour some water. After calling her twice, Xin'er finally came out of the kitchen, looking hesitant. When the boss saw Xin'er, he was immediately stunned. It turned out that Xin'er, as I had instructed, was only wearing a tight-fitting bra on her upper body, but without a bra. Her two firm breasts were tightly exposed, especially her two nipples, which were particularly conspicuous. She was wearing a knee-length silk skirt, revealing her two snow-white calves and delicate jade feet.

When Xin'er saw the boss staring intently at her chest, her face flushed red with embarrassment. She turned to run back, but I quickly grabbed her, pretending to be nonchalant as she went to get more water. The boss also quickly looked away from Xin'er's chest and sat down on the sofa to continue our discussion about being scammed by a client. When Xin'er returned with the water and saw that we were talking quite intensely, she forgot her embarrassment and sat down next to me, constantly pleading on my behalf.

After a while, the boss seemed quite dissatisfied and said that the sales manager had consulted him about reporting the case to the police, but considering our relationship, he could give me a few days. Although the boss only said he would give me a few days and didn't say what would happen if we couldn't get the money back, it was enough for Xin'er and me to be extremely grateful. Xin'er was so moved that tears welled up in her eyes again.

At this point, I noticed it was already past 6 o'clock, so I invited the boss to have a simple meal at my place. The boss considered it for a moment and agreed. Xin'er quickly put on her coat, went to a restaurant near the entrance, bought some dishes, and we sat down to eat together. During the meal, the atmosphere gradually eased, and Xin'er began to smile a little.

(Four)

After dinner, the three of us sat on the sofa drinking tea. I took the initiative and said, "Boss, I heard you're very accurate at palm reading, is that true?" The boss laughed and said, "Nonsense, nonsense, I just do it for fun." I grabbed Xin'er's little hand, pulled her from my side to the other, and had her sit between me and the boss. Then I placed her hand in the boss's hand, saying, "Take a look at my Xin'er's hand."

The boss played with Xin'er's little hand, pretending to make up stories. Xin'er understood that she was about to offer herself to the boss, and her body was so weak that she probably didn't hear a word he said. Anyway, the palm reading was over, but Xin'er's hand wasn't released. The boss chatted with me while stroking Xin'er's little hand. Xin'er lowered her head, her face flushed, and she didn't dare to look at anyone, only staring at the ground.

After chatting for a few minutes, I steered the conversation back to the silk knee-length skirt I'd bought for Xin'er, exclaiming, "How wonderful the silk is!" Then, I grabbed the shopkeeper's hand and placed it on Xin'er's skirt, letting him feel it. His hand slowly caressed the skirt, and Xin'er's face flushed crimson.

Because the skirt was short, her knees were exposed when she sat down. After a few touches, the shopkeeper reached the hem and slowly slid down to her legs. The moment his warm hand touched her legs, Xin'er shuddered violently. This was the first time someone other than her husband had touched her private area.

At this point, Xin'er slumped weakly against the sofa, her eyes closed, her legs pressed tightly together. The shopkeeper's hand left the skirt and began caressing her legs, sometimes even slipping under the skirt. The skirt slowly rolled up under the caresses, revealing Xin'er's fair thighs to the boss, even her shorts were starting to peek out.

Watching all this, my heart pounded wildly. My wife, as pure as a blank sheet of paper, was being taken by another man. I quickly drank some now-cold tea, suppressing my excitement, and began the final stages.

I stood up and said to Xin'er, "Xin'er, Brother Lin hasn't seen our house yet. Show him our bedroom." Xin'er's face paled at my words, then flushed again. She opened her eyes, opened her mouth, but couldn't utter a word.

The boss laughed heartily, saying, "Alright! I'll have a good look at Xin'er's bedroom." Without another word, he grabbed Xin'er's hand and pulled her to her feet. Xin'er glanced at me, sighed softly, and lowered her head, walking hand-in-hand with the boss towards the bedroom.

Watching my beloved wife and boss walk hand in hand towards the bedroom like a married couple, my recently calmed emotions surged again, and I followed them. Since the apartment Xin'er and I rented wasn't large, we entered the bedroom in a few steps. The bedroom itself was small, containing only a large bed, a dressing table, and a computer desk.

Upon entering the bedroom, Xin'er's initial courage vanished in shame. She released her boss's hand, sat on the edge of the bed, and covered her face tightly with her hands. Seeing this, I gestured for my boss not to move, then stepped forward and gently embraced Xin'er, whispering in her ear, "Xin'er, I will always love you." Hearing my words, Xin'er's tense body began to relax.

I grasped the hem of Xin'er's bra and slowly pulled it up. Xin'er closed her eyes tightly and obediently raised her hands, removing her only garment. The moment Xin'er's snow-white upper body was revealed, the room seemed to brighten considerably. Her two firm breasts perked up playfully, and due to nervousness, both nipples were slightly erect. The boss, admiring my wife's beautiful body, began to undress.

I pushed my wife, Xin'er, down onto the bed, unfastened the hidden buttons on her skirt, pulled it down, and quickly grabbed the sides of her panties, stripping off her last piece of clothing, leaving my wife naked before him. The boss was also completely naked by then, his large penis already erect from the stimulation of my wife's body, swaying and glancing around.

I nodded to the boss, indicating he could proceed, and he smiled and nodded back, then climbed onto my bed. He lay down beside Xin'er, gently embracing her body before kissing her red lips. Xin'er clearly didn't want to kiss the boss, keeping her lips tightly closed, but the boss wasn't angry. He gently squeezed one of her breasts with one hand, kissing her eyes a few times, then her cheeks, her neck, and finally sucking on her earlobe.

Actually, I had told the boss long ago that Xin'er's neck and earlobes were her sensitive spots, and I always used those two areas to make her breathless. Sure enough, under the boss's teasing, although Xin'er still didn't open her eyes, her breathing became noticeably rapid, and her two tightly pressed legs began to rub against each other.

The boss not only teased Xin'er with his mouth, but the hand that was kneading her breasts was also slowly arousing Xin'er's desire. That hand moved fast and slow, and every now and then he would pinch Xin'er's nipple with two fingers and rub it. When the boss lowered his head and gently pressed Xin'er's nipple with his teeth, Xin'er couldn't help but let out a soft "Ah..." The boss took the opportunity to kiss his wife's lips again, and this time Xin'er did not refuse, opening her mouth to accept the boss's deep intrusion.

The boss's tongue swirled wildly in Xin'er's mouth, making intimate contact with her little tongue. At the same time, his hand, which had been kneading her breasts, moved across her smooth abdomen to her mons pubis, sliding down the slit and gently caressing her labia. The moment the boss's hand touched her lower body, Xin'er trembled uncontrollably with extreme shame.

I stood beside him, watching intently as the boss's burly body embraced my petite wife, kissing and caressing her. My penis was already erect in my pants, and I couldn't resist slipping my hand into my pocket and slowly masturbating.

The boss then released Xin'er, straddling her legs and grasping her ankles as he slowly spread them apart. Xin'er's lower body, that most intimate part of a girl, was nakedly exposed to another man besides her husband. The boss looked at Xin'er's lower body, clicking his tongue in admiration. Although I had used Xin'er's lower body many times, it was still so red and tender. The fine pubic hair was neither like weeds nor barren, making one's heart flutter.

(V)

Just then, I gently patted the boss, who looked at me suspiciously. I didn't say anything, but got on the bed and sat next to Xin'er. I reached out and took Xin'er's two ankles from the boss's hands, separated them and raised them high, spreading my wife's legs wide apart so that the boss could more easily ravage my little wife.

After I grabbed her legs and forcefully spread them apart, tears couldn't help but flow from Xin'er's tightly closed eyes. But at this moment, I didn't care about anything and nodded to the boss to hurry up and insert it. The boss gave me a thumbs up, then used his hand to separate my wife's labia. The glans, the size of a goose egg, rubbed against my wife's vaginal opening a few times, and then slowly inserted it. Xin'er's tears welled up again.

It went in! It really went in! I saw with my own eyes the boss's thick glans forcefully push open Xin'er's small vaginal opening and slowly possess my beloved wife's body. My blood seemed to rush to my head, my heart pounding as if it would leap from my mouth.

I glanced back at the wedding photo of Xin'er and me on the bedside table. In the photo, Xin'er looked so pure in her snow-white wedding dress. But now, in the photo, Xin'er, still in her white dress, looked ashamed as her husband stripped her naked, allowing another man to wantonly play with her innocent body. Now, her husband was spreading her legs wide, making it easier for that man to completely defile the body that originally belonged only to him.

The boss's glans slowly entered Xin'er's vagina, and Xin'er's mouth opened wider and wider. Although the boss's teasing of Xin'er's neck and earlobes had made her vagina less dry, such a large penis was still too much for her vagina, which had just experienced the baptism of my small penis.

The boss was very considerate, stopping after inserting the head of his penis. I was now sitting on top of Xin'er's head, offering my wife's body entirely for him to enjoy.

He lowered his head, first kissing her breasts a few times, then, as before, kissing her neck and earlobes, kneading her breasts, while slowly pushing his penis deeper into her body. Xin'er endured the invasion of his large penis into her delicate vagina, feeling as if her body was being torn apart, as if the penis was about to pierce her.

The boss slowly inserted his entire penis into her vagina and began to slowly thrust. Because I had raised Xin'er's legs high, I could clearly see the boss's penis thrusting in and out of her vagina. His thrusts gradually increased in speed and intensity, culminating in a powerful thrust that brought her labia into the vaginal opening.

Xin'er's tears had stopped; having endured the impact of the boss's large penis, she began to feel intense stimulation in her lower body. Xin'er gripped the sheets tightly, and soft moans began to escape her lips.

The boss pressed his entire body against hers, his mouth once again reaching for her red lips. This time, the boss's tongue received a passionate welcome from the already somewhat dazed Xin'er, their tongues rubbing together intensely. The boss's dark, muscular 1.8-meter frame pressed against the fair, petite 1.65-meter Xin'er, their contrasting black and white bodies pressed tightly together, a sight that thrilled me greatly; my penis was already hardening in my pants.

Xin'er quickly reached her first climax, her whole body trembling violently, her hands gripping the sheets almost tearing them. Despite her first climax, the boss didn't ease his thrusting; instead, he increased the speed.

Soon, Xin'er's second climax arrived. Amidst Xin'er's moans, I couldn't resist releasing my passion in my pants.

I calmed myself, looked at Xin'er, and worried that her body couldn't withstand such intense stimulation, so I signaled to the boss to stop. The boss nodded to me. Since I had told him beforehand that today was Xin'er's safe period, during Xin'er's third orgasm, he thrust a few times, then pressed his penis firmly against her lower body, ejaculating thick streams of semen into her uterus.

The boss got off Xin'er and went to the bathroom to wash himself. Xin'er's breathing gradually calmed down.

I lowered Xin'er's legs and said to her, "Xin'er, I'm sorry." Tears welled up in Xin'er's eyes again. After the passionate climax, shame began to overwhelm Xin'er. However, she was simply too exhausted. From accompanying me through the afternoon's anxiety to having sex with a man other than her husband that evening, plus the boss's forceful thrusting, Xin'er was completely worn out.

I took some toilet paper and carefully examined Xin'er's lower body, feeling a pang of heartache. It turned out that this was the first time Xin'er had experienced such a large penis, and the boss's forceful thrusting had left her vagina somewhat red and swollen. Because the boss ejaculated very deeply, the semen was all inside Xin'er's uterus, so there wasn't much to wipe. I just pulled the sheet over and covered Xin'er with it.

By the time the boss finished cleaning and came back, Xin'er was already fast asleep. I got up to see the boss off, went to the bathroom to clean my wet lower body from where the semen had gotten into my pants, and because I was extremely exhausted, I threw my pants and underwear into the washing machine and went back to the living room to smoke.

I sat on the sofa, my mind filled with the events of tonight. I never thought my long-cherished wish would come true like this; my lovely wife finally had a penis thicker and bigger than mine penetrate her.

Just thinking about how Xin'er had been brought to orgasm three times by the boss in my arms made my penis hard again. Thinking about how exhausted Xin'er was, I went to the bathroom and, while recalling the events of the night, masturbated until I finally ejaculated again.

After releasing my pent-up desires, I felt tired too, so I went back to the bedroom, held Xin'er's naked body, and drifted off to sleep.

(VI)

When Xin'er woke me up, I opened my eyes to her angry eyes, and I knew something was wrong. Before I could even speak, Xin'er asked me, word by word, "Why?" It turned out that because she was upset, Xin'er had gotten up early and found my pants from yesterday while washing up in the bathroom. When she found the semen in my pants, she became suspicious.

She discovered one flaw after another from yesterday, especially how I had gotten too excited while she was being penetrated. I not only took off her clothes myself, but also spread her legs and let another man penetrate her, even ejaculating in my own pants, not at all like someone forced into it.

I felt it was all over; Xin'er would never forgive me and would leave me forever. I opened my mouth, but no words came out. Xin'er waited for me to say, "You've disappointed me so much." She turned to leave, but I grabbed her without even putting on my clothes. Xin'er said coldly, "Let go of me." I knew that if I let go now, I would lose Xin'er forever.

I sighed and decided to tell Xin'er my deepest secret. If she truly couldn't forgive me, I would have no choice but to give up.

I hugged Xin'er and said, "Xin'er, I love you, I will only love you in this life. Didn't you want to know why? Come, look at this, it's my deepest secret." Xin'er looked at me suspiciously. I let go of her hand, pulled her to the computer, turned it on, and opened a hidden folder deep within a system file. This folder contained all my cuckoldry and humiliation novels. I opened Hu Da's "Humiliating My Girlfriend" and selected a few of the more stimulating ones for her to read slowly.

Xin'er slowly looked at the articles I opened, while I anxiously awaited the final verdict. As Xin'er watched, her face grew increasingly red, and she muttered under her breath, "Pervert, so perverted. I never thought such thoughts existed." I whispered beside her, "Only the person you love most would feel this way. If you don't love someone, you wouldn't feel this way."

Xin'er rolled her eyes at my explanation and said, "What, should I thank you for giving me to another man?" Seeing that Xin'er's attitude had softened somewhat, I boldly went up and gently hugged her, whispering in her ear, "I'm so sorry, Xin'er. But the only woman I love in my heart is you. I will never love another woman in this life. Please, forgive me, okay?"

Xin'er closed her eyes, and I quietly waited for her verdict. After a long time, I heard Xin'er sigh softly and say, "It must be something I owed you in my past life." Seeing that Xin'er had finally spoken, I excitedly picked her up and spun her around three times. Xin'er screamed, pounding my chest with her fists, laughing and scolding, "Are you trying to kill me? What if you drop me?"

I gently placed Xin'er on the bed, gazing at her intently. I had never realized how deeply I loved Xin'er. Just now, while waiting for her verdict, my heart almost stopped beating, terrified that she would say "break up." I couldn't imagine life without her. Seeing my infatuation, Xin'er was moved, her eyes filled with tenderness. I lowered my head, and Xin'er wrapped her arms around my neck. We kissed deeply... After

a long while, our lips parted. I murmured, "Xin'er, you don't know how scared I was just now. I was so afraid you would leave me."

Xin'er's face was flushed, pressed close to mine, and she said, "Serves you right. Who told you to do such a thing? You tricked your wife into letting someone else play with her, and you even helped him bully me." As she said this, Xin'er's face was burning red. Clearly, as she talked, Xin'er must have remembered her sex with the boss last night, especially the way I grabbed her legs and made the boss do it to her.

Because I was questioned by Xin'er as soon as I woke up, I was so frightened that I didn't bother to put on clothes. I was still only wearing my underwear. Now, with our skin touching, and looking at Xin'er's blushing face, my thoughts started to stir again. I kissed Xin'er's blushing face a few times, then moved down to her neck and gently kissed her. One hand had already slipped through her collar and slid towards Xin'er's breasts.

With my actions, Xin'er slowly became aroused, breathing softly. I gently and tenderly stripped Xin'er of her clothes, then parted her legs and looked at her lower body, which had already subsided, and licked it with my tongue. I gently sucked on Xin'er's labia, then probed her already slightly moist vagina with my tongue. As usual, Xin'er was aroused by my teasing. She clamped my head between her legs, gripped my hair tightly with both hands, her body trembled, and she began to moan.

I licked for a while, then picked up Xin'er's little feet and kissed them passionately, sucking and licking each toe. After a few kisses, I used her legs to clamp my already erect penis, rubbing it violently. Xin'er's eyes were already hazy, and she murmured softly, "Husband...husband..."

I couldn't resist anymore. I hoisted Xin'er's legs onto my shoulders, pressed down, and thrust in deeply, reaching the very root. Xin'er let out an "oh," and her body trembled violently. I grabbed her hands, intertwined our fingers, pressed them tightly together, and began to move vigorously. Xin'er moaned softly, and I couldn't help but kiss her lips again, our lips meeting. After

a while, I turned Xin'er over, made her kneel on the bed, and thrust into her from behind again. Xin'er swayed her hips gently, occasionally turning back to kiss me. I grabbed Xin'er's sagging breasts and couldn't help but thrust a few times, ejaculating.

After our lovemaking, Xin'er and I lay naked, embracing each other for a long time, neither of us speaking, slowly calming our excited emotions. Suddenly, Xin'er cried out in despair, "Oh no, I have to go to work today!"

"Huh?" I was stunned. I had to go to work today too!

Xin'er quickly made a phone call. Luckily, she was well-liked, and a colleague who worked the night shift offered to cover for her when she hadn't arrived for her shift. But even so, she was still fined for not asking for leave beforehand. I was in even worse shape; no one could cover my shift! I quickly called my boss and explained what had happened. At first, my boss was surprised to hear that Xin'er knew I had lied to her yesterday, but after hearing that I had resolved the situation, he laughed and granted me a day off so I could comfort Xin'er.

I hung up the phone, thinking: "Hmph! You got to play around with your wife for free, and what are you saying?" I thought I'd already taken the day off, so everything would be fine. I even tried to hug Xin'er again, but she darted away like a fish, coquettishly saying, "Go wash your pants."
I hung up the phone, thinking, "Hmph! You got to play with your wife for nothing, and you still have to say something?" I thought I'd already taken the day off, so everything would be fine. I even tried to hug Xin'er again, but she darted away like a fish, coquettishly saying, "Go wash your pants."

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