Buying a house and having sex

The first chapter 　　of "Buying a House and Sex"

describes the cool, refreshing night air without any chill, which is quite comfortable. A few stars hang high in the darkness outside the window, dazzling and alluring, a sight rarely seen in big cities. Everything seems so peaceful and beautiful, but who knows what's happening in every corner of this darkness? Lost in thought,

I suddenly felt someone was missing beside me. "Xiaoxin, Xiaoxin?" I called twice, but there was no answer. "Where did you go?" I turned and went back into the noisy room. More than twenty men and women were gathered together, sitting in a circular sofa chair, their slightly off-key but still decent singing echoing through the room. Their laughter and playful banter made me feel like I was back in my carefree college days.

"Where's Xiaoxin?"

"I don't know, probably went to the restroom." My friend had barely finished speaking when Xiaoxin's figure appeared not far away. Although the lighting was dim, I could still spot her from a distance. Unlike girls her age who always wore their hair down, supposedly long and straight black, but which was actually just like black stockings—utterly tacky—her beautiful curly hair was slightly pinned up at the back of her head, giving her a unique aura. It wasn't necessarily stunningly beautiful, but it certainly made it hard to look away. She always seemed different. I used to think she was a bit rustic, but now I thought she was quite genuine. Her off-white spaghetti strap dress clung tightly to her soft, slender body, and the glimpse of her chest was quite alluring.

He was staring at her, sitting there, seemingly lost in his Coke, his eyes fixed straight ahead, seemingly looking at some part of Xiaoxin's body—perhaps her slightly shrugged shoulders or her tightly clenched thighs. I could clearly see him standing not far away. I couldn't help but feel a secret sense of smugness: "Don't even think about it. You had your chance, but now she's my wife."

Thinking back to high school and university, Xiao Xin, Xiao Ma, and I studied together under the same window. Those days weren't just about studying and preparing for exams; budding feelings were also sprouting in our hearts. Xiao Ma's family was better off, but he was rather dull and often timid, a bit too honest. However, his good looks often attracted the attention of the girls around him. As for me, I was more average in every way, except for being a bit glib and quick-witted.

As it turned out, I won. Although Xiao Ma had tried to pursue Xiao Xin, with my (in my opinion) dashing and interesting personality on one hand, and Xiao Ma, the rather rigid and conventional suitor on the other, Xiao Xin ultimately chose me. Afterwards, I asked her why she chose me. She said Xiao Ma was honest and reliable, but felt a bit clumsy and lacked a bit of wit. As for me, I had no particular strengths, but the fact that I had no obvious weaknesses was my greatest strength.

Finally, on the day after graduating from university, Xiaoxin and I got married. But at that time, I resolutely refused my mother's help and refused any financial support from my family. We had a very simple wedding, held on the spot, in a very frugal manner. When I put the small diamond ring on her finger, which I had saved up for a long time to buy, I could only tell her with tears in my eyes, "I don't have a prestigious family, but I will definitely give you a bigger diamond ring and a more luxurious wedding in the future. I will do it all myself and let everyone know that you, Su Shuixin, are my wife."

Thinking about this, I smiled slightly, pulled Xiaoxin to my side, put my arm around her waist, and pressed my face against hers. "Where did you go?"

"I went to the restroom," she said leisurely, revealing a lazy warmth.

I leaned closer to her profile and whispered, "Someone's staring at you like a madwoman again." Xiao Xin looked towards Xiao Ma, who had already gotten up to choose songs, but a burning gaze still lingered on her. I touched her shoulder, and she shrugged, giving me a reproachful look as she pushed me away.

This was our first high school reunion since graduating from university. Six or seven years had passed, and the familiar faces felt somewhat strange. Thinking back to high school, it wasn't just the endless homework, but also the awkward, budding romance—it all seemed to resurface, yet also felt so distant. Just as I was lost in thought again, I got up to go to the restroom, and Xiao Ma followed me somewhat awkwardly.

"Second Brother, about that matter..." He seemed embarrassed, his timid manner highlighting his personality. I knew what he wanted to say; he had begged me so many times. I nodded. "I've already told her about it. I'll try my best to help you."

He nodded his thanks, hummed in agreement, and went back. Little did I know then that this friend I met in high school would have such a significant impact on my life over the next 20 years, and that his presence would bring about a dramatic change in my life starting that year.

We got home after 10 pm. Xiaoxin was a little tired from playing and went straight to the bathroom to shower, while I opened my computer and went on QQ. Someone had been waiting for me for a long time.

His avatar was lit up, so I went straight to chat with him. "Big Tree?"

He replied quickly, seemingly free. "Hmm? You're back."

"Yeah, I'm back."

"Oh, how was the party today? Was it fun?"

"It was alright, everyone who was supposed to come was here." I paused, sighed, and continued, "Ma Laosan was there too."

"Yeah, right, I was the only one who didn't go, what a pity."

Of course, that wasn't what I wanted to say. "Big Tree, back in college, you and Ma Laosan were the closest of friends and even shared a dorm. Tell me the truth, how far did Ma Laosan and Xiaoxin's relationship go?" I tried my best to sound natural and harmonious.

Perhaps Da Shu still felt this was a bit difficult to say, so he made me wait a while before replying, "I did say that back in college, Ma Laosan really liked Xiaoxin. Knowing his personality, if he succeeded in pursuing a woman, he would definitely come back beaming with joy and telling everyone. But I've never heard him talk about Xiaoxin. When it comes to pursuing Xiaoxin, he always looks dejected."

"Da Shu, I heard that last month, last month, they hugged each other at a karaoke bar. Did Xiaoxin and Ma Laosan get intimate afterwards?"

"This, how could you... say that?" He probably wanted to ask me how I knew, but he changed his mind before he could finish.

"I just want to know if it's true."

"Don't overthink it. You're both married now. It's nothing. Back then, everyone was having fun, and there were always little kissing games. You've kissed other people before, and I haven't heard Xiaoxin say anything about you being more petty than a woman." Actually, this was a pretty obvious answer. Yeah, I've done that before. When Xiaoxin found out, she just rolled her eyes at me, but she wasn't as petty as I was. Why…? Maybe it's because no matter how I subtly questioned her, she always refused to admit it? So I'm overthinking it?

For the past few days, I've been pretending, hiding everything I know. I'm conflicted. Back then, Xiaoxin had no shortage of suitors. In terms of looks, she was only average, but her well-proportioned features, figure, and calm, clear temperament made all the male classmates admire her. It was in that environment that she chose me.

Honestly, if the man she was being all lovey-dovey with wasn't Xiaoma, but someone else, I probably wouldn't mind. But Xiaoma used to be my number one rival, and for other reasons, this suddenly made me uneasy. In short, I'm not comfortable.

"Ma Laosan brought that up again today," I said to Dashu, calming myself down a bit.

"He asked you about borrowing Xiaoxin's things?"

"Yeah…"

"What exactly did he say?"

"He said his family is pressuring him to get married, but he's almost 27, owns a house and a car, but hasn't had a girlfriend yet. He said he wants to focus on his career first, but I think he's still hung up on Xiaoxin. His family keeps pressuring him, and he says he doesn't trust finding someone outside the family, so he wants to borrow my wife to go back to his hometown for the New Year, just to appease his family and stop them from pressuring him. How much of that is true?"

"It's all true. I know all that. He's been complaining about it for a long time. So what do you want to do? Are you planning to lend her?" Da Shu replied quickly, almost without hesitation.

I sighed, my throat dry, wanting something to drink. "I think I'll say yes. Back when we were both pursuing Xiaoxin, our relationship was really strained. In the end, he was the one who took the initiative to shake hands and make up. Honestly, in terms of manners, I can't compare to him. Later, when I needed money to open my shop, regardless of whether it was because of Xiaoxin or not, he voluntarily contributed nearly 200,000 yuan in start-up capital. You could say that without him, I wouldn't be where I am today."

Everyone was silent for a moment, then he tentatively asked, "Did Xiaoxin agree?"

"She's been refusing for two weeks."

"Hehe, you guys figure it out. After all, we've been friends for so many years, so help her if you can. If it really doesn't work out, try to think of another way."

"Hmm."

This story goes back more than half a year. At that time, Xiao Ma, Da Shu, another friend, and I were having a drinking party. At first, the brothers were having a great time, but when we got a little tired and started talking about our feelings, Xiao Ma looked particularly worried. When we asked, we found out that his family was pressuring him to get married, but he didn't seem very interested in marriage. We brothers all tried to give him some advice, and in the end, Xiao Ma privately asked me to borrow my wife, Xiao Xin, to go back to his hometown for the New Year at the end of this year. We could treat her like a rented wife to fool his family from their pressure to get married, and then bring her back to discuss marriage when he met someone he liked.

I never agreed to this, but later, when Xiao Xin and I wanted to buy a house in the city, we tragically discovered that we were both from out of town and couldn't buy a house without local residency. However, Xiao Xin and I have lived in this city since college, and we've both worked here for many years and have developed some feelings for each other. We both want to have a stable home of our own in this place.

In the end, the only solution Xiaoxin and I could think of was to get a fake divorce, find someone to fake marry, buy a house, and then remarry. But this was risky. Where could we find such a trustworthy person? But Xiaoxin and I didn't want to leave the place we'd been in for so long. After thinking it over, we decided that the only way was to ask someone from our own circle. Among our social circle, the only person we could trust who wasn't married was Xiaoma.

It seemed as if things were destined to go this way. Xiaoxin and I couldn't think of any other way. Xiao Ma was honest and trustworthy over the years; his only condition was that we lend him Xiaoxin to help him cover up his family's pressure to get married at the end of the year.

"Honey," came my wife Xiaoxin's voice from the bathroom. I casually said goodbye to Da Shu, shut down the computer, composed myself, and went to the bathroom. "What's wrong?"

"Get me a bra." I realized she'd forgotten her clothes. Suddenly, a wicked thought popped into my head. I rummaged through the closet, grabbed the smallest pink bra, and swaggered to the bathroom door. A sweet fragrance wafted towards me, accompanied by warm steam. Her graceful figure was faintly visible through the glass door. She only opened the door a crack and reached out to hand me the bra.

But I teased her intentionally, going back and forth between giving and receiving, until she suddenly got impatient. "What are you doing? Give it to me!"

"Tell me what you want from me."

"Tsk." "I

won't give it to you if you don't tell me~"

"Give me—a—bra—" she said slowly, enunciating each word.

"No, this isn't a bra."

Through the fogged glass door, I could almost see her flushed face, her beautiful figure swaying slightly from side to side. "Give me...a bra." As she spoke, a pair of soft, glistening hands, covered in water droplets, reached out the door and waved at me, beckoning for a bra.

"Hmm...no, not enough."

She twisted her body a couple more times, lowering her voice to a coquettish, wanton tone like a drunken woman, "Husband~ give me the bra..."

Her soft, seductive voice instantly aroused my desire, acting like an aphrodisiac in the already humid space. Before I could hand her the bra, she flung open the glass door with a "whoosh," snatched the bra from my hand, glared at me, and snorted.

Her two full breasts, still glistening with water droplets under the light, trembled slightly with two rosy nipples, each the size of a little finger, looking somewhat wanton. I couldn't resist wrapping my arms around her slender waist, one hand squeezing her soft breast. She involuntarily went limp, turning her head to look at me with a tender, slightly aloof expression. I couldn't imagine that this near-perfect body had been held in the arms of other men more than once, her soft lips kissed, and perhaps even her most sensitive spots touched by their hands... But the thought was incredibly stimulating, and my lower body hardened. "No need to wear anything!" I shouted, carrying her into the bathroom.

Her body was still warm from the bathwater, her freshly bathed body carrying the faint scent of soap. Her smooth skin was like cream, like fine silk—an addictive touch. We kissed, her hips swaying, the warm breath from her mouth filling the air. I thrust into her, waves of warmth embracing my penis, making my legs go weak and I collapsed onto the bed.

I teased her nipples. Xiaoxin's nipples always seemed a bit larger than those of most young girls, but they were very pink, tender, and somewhat lewd. I couldn't resist biting one, and she tilted her head back in arousal.

"Xiao Ma kept staring at you at the KTV today,"

Xiaoxin said, sitting on my lower body, still enjoying the stimulation and moving around on her own, not responding to my words. I continued, "He talked to me about that again today."

Her face flushed slightly, looking troubled. "So..."

"I want to agree to his request. I want you to go back and pretend to be his girlfriend for the New Year." With that, I thrust my penis deep into her still-writhing vagina. She gasped, her breasts bouncing up and down, letting out a soft "Oh~..." sound, incredibly alluring.

"Did he talk to you again today?"

"Yeah, at the party. It's almost January now, you'd better make a decision quickly."

"Do you want me to go?"

"I think, he specifically came to us, it's definitely not innocent, he definitely wants to sleep with you."

"Then you still want me to go?" Xiaoxin blushed when I said that.

"It's exciting knowing he likes you."

Xiaoxin sounded a little vain, suppressing an indescribable joy. I continued, "How did Xiao Ma pursue you back in high school?"

"Just like you, except, a little richer than you."

"In the end, you still married me."

"He liked you, and you were more diligent."

"Such a beautiful woman, I can have her, I can do it every night, while Xiao Ma can only stare at you and masturbate while thinking about your naked body." As I said this, I started moving myself, thrusting upwards into Xiaoxin's vagina. She was clearly getting excited by what I said. "Oh... um... you're so perverted."

"Is it good?"

"..."

"I won't let you have fun if I don't tell you."

"Oh, it's good." After she finished speaking, she couldn't help but swallow, her mouth slightly grinning, and her little tongue licking her lips.

"We're in the same year as Xiao Ma, and he's already twenty-seven or twenty-eight and still hasn't had a girlfriend."

Xiaoxin listened quietly as I spoke, only twisting her waist to make my penis writhe and swirl inside her vagina. I continued, "He's definitely been thinking about you."

"Why would he be thinking about me? Aren't other women good enough?"

I felt she was being sarcastic. "Other women, in his eyes, have better figures and bigger breasts than you." She certainly wouldn't disagree with that; a barely perceptible smugness flashed across her face.

"Pretty faces aren't as pure as yours." She was still basking in her smugness. "Smelly cunts aren't as tight as yours."

"Ugh..." Hearing this, she suddenly went limp.

"Go with him. It's only for half a month; find some excitement."

"Aren't you afraid I'll run away with him?" Was she really asking that? I wasn't sure, but I also felt she was being provocative.

"Would you?"

We stared at each other for several seconds. Tears welled in her eyes. She glanced down, bit her lip, and pressed her face against mine, her eyes brimming with tears. "It's alright, honey. I know you want us to have a stable house and a home here. Anyway, we don't usually celebrate the New Year, so it's just a week or two."

I thought maybe so, but this wasn't what I wanted. You're my wife. If possible, I truly wish we could live happily like this forever, until we grow old. But… I didn't want to think about it anymore, or I'd really give myself away. Instead, I reached out and touched her face, trying to relax my expression, and smiled. "Silly girl, I'm sorry to have to put you through this." I then gently pinched her nose.

She asked me, "When are we going to look at houses?"

"We'll go look as soon as you come back from his place after the New Year. If we like it, we'll buy it."

She kissed my lips. "I love you. I won't run off with anyone."

"I love you too. You'll always be my woman."

“Yes, I’m your woman.”

I moved closer to her face, lowering my voice and trying to relax as much as possible, biting her sensitive earlobe as I spoke, “After you and your friends came out of the karaoke bar last week…” I paused for a moment, then changed my words, “After you came out of the karaoke bar, did Xiao Ma forcibly kiss you?”

Who knows if Xiao Ma forcibly kissed her or if she initiated it, but saying this should make Xiao Xin feel a lot better. She shivered, looked up, her trembling eyes flashing by, before returning to her feigned calm gaze tinged with tenderness. "Hmm..." she only murmured softly, "Husband, I..."

I interrupted her and kissed her lips. I didn't know what expression to use, so I just smiled, which looked a little stiff. "I heard it from Ah Hui. She said that Xiao Ma got a little drunk that day and while singing a love song, he pulled you aside." I carefully studied her expression. "Is that right?"

Her face was obviously shy, but whether it was because I had exposed her or because she recalled her ambiguous relationship with Xiao Ma, her eyes involuntarily looked to the side. "You, you know..."

"How did he kiss you?"

"..."

"Tell me?"

"Do you hate me now?"

"How could I? You're the woman of my life."

"Then are you jealous?"

"Why would I be jealous? He clearly forced a kiss on you."

"But... you really want to hear it."

"Hmm," I said, while taking her small hand and placing it on my bulging crotch. She understood and touched the bulge in my crotch, rubbing it around.

“He is…” she said, glancing at me out of the corner of her eye, unable to suppress a smile, “Oh, he is… he’s drunk, he grabbed me, and suddenly… he pounced on me.”

The thought of my little mouth pressed against another man’s, flesh against flesh, made me even harder. Xiaoxin seemed to sense this, her face flushing as she quickened her caresses. “How do you feel? Is it comfortable?”

She punched me lightly. “Don’t laugh at me.”

“Say yes to him, it’s only for half a month.”

“But you know he likes me, what if he does something to me?”

“What could he do to you?”

“He…” Xiaoxin choked up, realizing she couldn’t bring herself to say it. "You know what I mean."

"Tell me, I want to hear it!"

"You're so horny. If he really tries to touch me again, won't you be jealous?"

"I want to be jealous, it feels so good!"

"Pervert! If I go with him, you can't be angry."

"You have to listen to me and I won't be angry."

"You have so many demands."

"Do you like your husband's penis?"

"Yes~"

"Want to try it?"

"No, I only want my husband's."

"Guess how big Xiao Ma's penis is."

"Hmm...looking at him...hmm...his figure...it should...should be about the same size as yours." I thought to myself, "Damn, my wife really took the bait. All that demure lady act was just an act. She's still thinking about other men's penises.

" "It should feel good inside your vagina, right?" I continued.

"..." Xiao Xin was speechless, feeling both wanting and not wanting. "You don't just want him to sleep with me, do you? You cuckold bastard, don't think I don't know. You read that kind of stuff all day and even write your own novels. I'm thinking of taking you to see a psychologist."

Actually, she was right, but not entirely, and I didn't want to admit it. I changed my mind before I could finish my sentence, "Who said that?"

"Then why do you insist that I go back with him?"

"I just want you to seduce him. It's not that easy to play with my woman."

"But honey, if I go with him, you'll be stuck at home for the next two weeks... and you'll have to masturbate yourself." She was clearly teasing me on purpose. I felt excited, and thinking about what she said, it was indeed perverted. I finally won over this beauty, stripped her naked, and saw her naked body, but now I have to give her up. My wife is going back to her hometown with another man for the New Year, and I'll have to masturbate myself. This feeling is so fuck. Xiaoxin also felt my penis instantly swell.

Thinking about this, I thrust upwards again, giving her a deep thrust, feeling like I hit her G-spot, which made her gasp as if the penis had entered her chest.

“Oh~…husband…you really like hearing this, don’t you…are you excited…I see the heroines in your novels all say things like that…I thought about it, and I’m excited too…”

I breathed heavily, teased by her. “Damn it, keep going, you slut!”

“Husband…you just said that Xiao Ma is thinking about me naked and masturbating, so if I go back with him for the New Year and let him take advantage of me for half a month, then you’ll be the one at home thinking about me naked and masturbating…oh!…so good~…”

My penis got harder and harder as my wife talked, and I thrust faster and faster, the sound of our bodies slapping together was crisp and rapid, and my wife’s two big breasts swayed up and down quickly.

I breathed heavily, “Keep going! It’s fucking good!”

“I knew you were thinking this as soon as you told me, it’s so perverted…and so exciting…”

“…” I mumbled, arching my lower body and thrusting into her vagina, which was full of vaginal fluid.

"Oh... darling... you always like me to wear stockings, if I go back with him, you won't be able to touch... my... stockinged feet for the next two weeks..."

"Okay! You have to listen to me!"

"Hmm... I'll listen to you... You like... my stockings... I'll save two pairs for you..."

"Damn, that feels so good! I'm going to cum!"

"Hmm!... Cum on my... stockings, you like them the most. When I leave with him, I'll take them off and give them to you... so you can use my stockings to think about my naked body... and masturbate..."

"I'm going to cum! I'll cum inside you to plant my seed in you! So you won't run away with him!"

"Oh! Okay, cum inside me, if I get pregnant I won't run away with him!"

"What do you mean by that! You'll run away with him if you don't get pregnant?!"

"Oh~ right!" After saying that, she chuckled to herself, "Do you like it?"

Damn, she's trying to fool me again, I cursed inwardly, and thrust hard into her flower core again. She opened her small mouth wide, breathing hot air, her whole body leaning back, only my hands holding her bent waist.

"Damn it, I'm going to make you pregnant today, or you'll run off with someone else!"

"Oh... gently... gently... I'm about to run out of breath... please let me get pregnant... otherwise your wife... will be... someone else's..."

Her voice trailed off, and in this perverse and stimulating fantasy, I ejaculated deep inside her vagina.

Chapter Two

A few days later, on January 7th, Xiao Ma received my reply. As expected, he was very happy, but unexpectedly, he was so happy he could hardly stop smiling. Although he didn't say it, I had a feeling he knew that this wasn't just a simple transaction between friends. My agreement to let Xiao Xin go back to his hometown with him and pretend to be his girlfriend was, in effect, my approval of their subtle relationship. I repeatedly told him that this matter should only be known by the three of us. If it was revealed to a fourth person, no matter who that person was, I would definitely make trouble for him. He readily agreed.

A few days later, Xiao Ma and Xiao Xin packed their clothes. Xiao Ma drove to pick up Xiao Xin early in the morning, and I went with him. At the train station, Xiao Ma readily helped Xiao Xin with her luggage. Before leaving, he even strolled around the street and bought quite a few gifts, leaving himself with many bags. Xiao Xin, with her hands empty, even felt a little awkward. Some young couples nearby pointed and whispered about the three of us, making Xiao Xin blush.

Parting is inevitable, and Xiao Xin and Xiao Ma boarded the train. After dropping their luggage into their compartment, Xiao Xin leaned out of the window. I, not being tall enough, stood on tiptoe and kissed her cheek. She squinted, looking incredibly happy. The soft, warm morning sunlight gently caressed her face, like a tender touch, making the scene beautiful and evoking memories of countless reluctant farewells from years ago. She had also leaned against the windowsill, saying a few words to me before letting me kiss her cheek. It felt as if the whole world consisted only of her and me, as if all the passersby were merely there to highlight the sorrow of our parting.

Watching my beautiful wife board the train with my friend, sharing a compartment to go back to my hometown to "meet my parents"... I felt a strange mix of emotions. The train gradually moved away, and the familiar figures seemed to disappear from sight as if being pulled away. The more I thought about it, the more a burning flame raged in my chest... I was so excited.

I rushed home, bursting into the room without closing the door or drawing the curtains, rummaging through Xiaoxin's closet. I found her usual stockings and the underwear she had just taken off yesterday. I quickly unbuttoned my clothes, put the stockings on my hand, and through the thin stockings, grasped my erect penis. The soft, smooth feel of the stockings, even still carrying the scent of Xiaoxin's feet, made me almost ejaculate when I squeezed them against my glans.

I pressed Xiaoxin's little triangle panties against my face, as if her big, fleshy buttocks were sitting on my face. They still smelled slightly of urine; she'd taken them off yesterday and hadn't had time to wash them yet. The stench only fueled my lust.

"Oh!! So good! My wife went back to her hometown with my brother to meet the parents!" I shouted in my mind, as if trying to unleash all my desires. Although I knew the intention was fake, the meeting with the parents was real. "Wife! You like Xiao Ma, right? I know you like him! Xiao Ma, you have to treat my wife well!"

I screamed in my mind again and again, my hand, still covered by stockings, rapidly stroking my penis. "Wife! I'm masturbating at home with your stockings, and you've run off with another man! Oh! I feel so good!... Hurry up and get intimate with Xiao Ma..." The more I thought about it, the more perverse I became, but it only brought me more pleasure, like an addiction I couldn't stop. The empty room, reality and fantasy intertwined, indistinguishable from one another. I felt a surge of heat in my lower body, and a large gush of hot, sticky semen gushed from my testicles, splashing onto the stockings covering my penis.

I chuckled, panting, "Damn it..." Instead of removing the stockings, I used them to wipe my muddy penis clean, then held them to my nose. The erotic smell of semen was far stronger than the pungent odor of Xiaoxin's athlete's foot. I knew I was terrified of that scenario actually happening, but on the other hand, wasn't this the very reason I let Xiaoxin go with Xiaoma...?

I was so perverted. I laughed and cursed myself, then drifted off to sleep again.

I rarely went back to my hometown for Chinese New Year. Xiaoxin and I weren't fond of it; we found it too noisy and bustling. We preferred peace and quiet, fewer people, and going out for a big meal was enough. We'd maybe visit relatives, friends, or our parents briefly before heading home again. I don't know much about Xiao Ma's family, but maybe I can learn more about their situation after this trip.

It takes over ten hours by train from GK City to Xiao Ma's hometown; it's a long journey. Now it dawned on me that Xiao Ma's family is quite wealthy. Why didn't they take a plane? They didn't mention it at all and just took the train like ordinary people. I couldn't help but chuckle to myself. I simply couldn't believe he had nothing to hide.

With Xiao Xin not at home, I felt a huge sense of loss, not just from being alone. Suddenly, I had a strong urge to make love, to release my pent-up desires with my wife, but then I remembered that she had "eloped" with her best friend. But the thought of eloping made me feel a surge of heat, and I picked up the stockings Xiao Xin had worn, the ones I had just ejaculated in, and another round of masturbation was about to begin.

The next morning, I got up early and went to the photo studio. As soon as I entered the private office and turned on my computer, I saw Xiaoxin's QQ avatar flashing. It was a message from earlier that morning: "Honey, call me when you're online."

"Wife, how's the environment over there?" I texted. A few minutes later, my wife replied, "Hmm, it's alright

. His family is very nice; they didn't ask too many questions. I gave them a few perfunctory replies, and they were basically fine. It's just that I really hate taking the train." "Hehe, thank you for your hard work."

"Honey, let me tell you, that Xiao Ma, he…"

"What about him?"

"He's a bit of a pervert." My wife added a shy emoji at the end. Hearing this, I immediately perked up, sat up straight, closed the office door, and returned to my seat, eager to know what had happened.

"You're not finding out for the first time, but what did he do to you?" I asked calmly, yet with great curiosity.

"Are you really curious?" She always seemed to see right through my secrets. My little thoughts were nowhere to be hidden, and I said emphatically, "Yes! Tell me quickly."

"Tell me, tell me what you want to know about your wife and her current boyfriend."

"What current boyfriend? You dare flirt with me?"

Xiaoxin sent a playful tongue-out emoji. "Honey, I've read those novels you write. Aren't they all about the female protagonist teasing the male protagonist like this?"

"What novels? What are you talking about?"

"An explanation is just a cover-up, and a cover-up is the truth. You still want to fool me? Don't think I don't know you haven't read them. Your shop is so quiet, yet you sit in the office all day. Don't think I don't know what you're doing..."

I couldn't hide it any longer and had to admit defeat. "Okay, you little slut, I'll write for you every day from now on."

"Haha, not every day, I just glanced at it a few times after you finished reading." She continued, "Speaking of what happened earlier, Xiao Ma had feelings for me even on the train."

"He's had feelings for you for a long time." I replied, pretending to be calm.

"You... stop it."

"What exactly did he do to you?" My wife didn't reply at this point, but sent a shy emoji. After a while, she said, "He kept praising how pretty I was and how good my figure was."

"Isn't that good? Someone always appreciates you." I laughed.

"No, that was just the beginning. Later, when it got dark, he... he grabbed my hand and said my skin was good, and then he stared at me from the back of my hand upwards the whole way. I almost got goosebumps. At dinner that night, he even tried to feed me, making the couples in the same compartment feel embarrassed."

So this guy was actually quite bold. I thought to myself, has he finally figured out how to pick up girls? This world really is a place where the bold get rich and the timid starve. I asked Xiaoxin how she explained it to others, and she said, "How else can I explain it? As soon as we got on the train, everyone thought we were a couple going home for the New Year. When people looked at us, we could only smile and go along with it.

" "Honey, let's video chat. Do you have a camera on your end?"

"Yeah, right, just a moment."

A moment later, the screen lit up. Xiaoxin was wearing a black off-shoulder dress today. The V-neck revealed a glimpse of her cleavage. Her fair skin contrasted beautifully with the dark dress. The dress was made of a very soft material, clinging tightly to my wife's skin. I remembered that I bought it for her last Valentine's Day. "You're so hot, with such a long cleavage. No wonder Xiao Ma was touching you like that."

"Hey, watch your manners, I'm in someone else's house."

"Are you wearing stockings? Stand up so I can see."

Xiao Xin pouted at me, then looked around, got up, moved her chair, and took a few steps back. Her beautiful thighs immediately appeared on the screen. She looked like she was wearing light-colored pantyhose. The stockings were very thin, and under the hem of her dress, I could vaguely see the thicker part of the stockings at the buttocks, which was very alluring.

"So sexy, I'm afraid no one in the world can compare to her." I joked.

My wife blushed and sat back down at the computer desk. "I hate how you flatter me."

"Are you in Xiao Ma's room right now?"

"Yes."

"There's no one around. Take your clothes off."

Xiao Xin looked surprised, clenched her fists in front of her chest, and twisted her body from side to side. "What do you want to do?"

"What do you think I want to do?" My words were full of lewdness.

Her face flushed, and she glanced back. The door was ajar, and she could see people walking around outside in the breeze. She turned back. "No, there are people outside."

"That's what makes it exciting. I just want to see your breasts." I had no choice but to bargain.

She looked back again, a hint of anticipation on her face. She said no, but her body was restless. She moved closer to the camera, her high breasts facing it directly.

"Take your breasts out." Seeing her insincere words, I pressed my advantage. She actually did it, pulling down her neckline with one hand, exposing a large expanse of her snow-white breasts to the air. With the other hand, she gently pulled out one of her breasts. She wasn't wearing a bra, and her full, pink breasts were exposed.

I was so excited watching that I unconsciously loosened my belt. She stared intently at the screen, watching her left hand move below her, her rosy cheeks flushed with a mixture of nervousness and excitement. "Honey, are you using your hand?"

I didn't answer directly, but instead pointed the camera at my own penis that I was masturbating. When she saw my penis on the other end of the screen, she gasped and looked back, trying her best to turn her back to the door. She was excited at the thought that someone might come in at any moment, and she started to rub her nipples, which were about the size of her little finger, with her two fingers.

Just then, a middle-aged woman's voice came through the microphone, "Xiaoxin, what are you doing? Come over and eat some pomelo."

She was startled and quickly tucked her exposed breasts into her clothes. She swallowed, glanced back, and replied, "Oh, I'm... chatting with a friend. I'll come over later." She turned back to turn off the camera and whispered, "I'm not going to talk nonsense with you anymore. I still have to deal with his family."

"I haven't ejaculated yet... I'm so frustrated."

She chuckled and pointed at the camera with her slender finger, "Let's do it another day. We'll talk about it tonight."

Before she knew it, evening had arrived. Xiaoxin usually prepared all the food and clothes for her, and it felt a little strange without her around. She quickly cooked some noodles for dinner, ate her fill, took a shower, and went to bed to rest.

Last night I had a very lewd and strange dream. In the dream, my wife, Xiaoxin, was hugging a man. She was clearly pregnant, with a large belly. She was dressed very sexily, wearing transparent garter belts and semi-transparent black stockings, and black high-heeled sandals. The man was completely naked, and his penis was very thick and large. I didn't recognize him, but I was sure it wasn't Xiaoma. Xiaoxin was sucking and licking the man's dark, thick penis.

She turned to me with a grin and said, "Ayun, am I slutty?" She then winked at me, and her large, bare breasts jiggled like jelly with her movements.

I nodded at her, and Xiaoxin said, "Want to have sex with me?" I nodded again. She continued, "No, we're divorced now. You can only watch me masturbate. This is compensation for you, take it and masturbate." As she spoke, my wife threw me a pair of pantyhose, which were covered in dried semen, making them feel hard to the touch.

My wife turned to the man and said, "Honey, I want to eat your big cock." Without hesitation, I put the stockings over my penis and started masturbating, watching my wife give the stranger oral sex while I masturbated. But less than half a minute later, I ejaculated on the stockings. It wasn't

until my hands were sticky that I realized I was awake. I had unconsciously masturbated in my dream. Sitting on the edge of the bed, I shuddered, a cold sweat breaking out on my back. Thinking back to that dream, even in my dreams I could unconsciously masturbate, which made me both excited and a little scared. But thankfully, the man in the dream wasn't Xiao Ma. If I ever dreamed of Xiao Ma's face in this kind of scenario, I probably would immediately cut off the connection between Xiao Ma and Xiao Xin. Although I'm not superstitious, I'd rather believe in ghosts and spirits than not.

Perhaps it was just because reality had partially fulfilled my fantasies. This kind of scenario is something I always imagine when I'm feeling down. It's clearly one reason I agreed to let Xiaoxin go with Xiaoma. But what else? There's another, more realistic and important reason I didn't mention to Xiaoma, a reason even Xiaoxin doesn't know. What exactly made Xiaoxin agree to this deal…? Maybe it wasn't just for this little thrill. But fantasies are fantasies, and reality is reality. Thinking about it, I comforted myself, telling myself not to dwell on it. I had more important things that required Xiaoma's long-term help.

Two nights later, Xiaoxin finally came online. I was about to go to bed when her QQ message jolted me awake.

"Honey, were you having fun with Xiaoma these past few days?"

"Yeah, it was alright. The weather there is nice, unlike where we are where it's cold."

"Are you in Xiaoma's room now? "

"Yes."

"Where is he?"

"He stayed at a relative's house tonight, so I'm the only one in his room now~" I realized how provocative she was, and I was instantly aroused. "Honey, turn on the video!"

A moment later, the screen lit up, but the other end was somewhat dark. The camera, being a camera, lacked sufficient light output, making the image appear somewhat dim and out of focus. It took a while to settle down. I looked closely and saw my wife, Xiaoxin, wearing a black, semi-transparent, strapless nightgown. Her pink nipples were partially hidden beneath the fabric. She stuck her tongue out at the camera and deliberately licked her lips.

I thought: So sexy! "Have you been sleeping in Xiaoma's room these past two days?"

She nodded. I suddenly felt very uncomfortable, and my expression hardened. She seemed to sense something and quickly defended herself, "Hey, don't overthink it. I've been sleeping on the bed while he sleeps on the floor these past two days."

"Really? I thought you, you little slut, had slept with someone so quickly."

"Pfft, I'm not that easily attracted to him."

"Then have you been wearing this nightgown these past two nights?" Actually, I thought it was impossible, but I asked anyway.

"How could that be? I only wore it today..." As she spoke, she turned her head away and glanced at me with her sideways eyes. She looked incredibly wanton, and I couldn't help but curse her as a slut in my heart!

"Why are you dressed so sexy today?"

"I missed you~" Her words were so seductive they made my blood boil. Actually, I hadn't been with a woman for days, just masturbating with my wife's worn stockings and underwear. I was horny, but I didn't want to look like a coward in front of my wife, so I cleared my throat, pretending to be calm. "What did you miss about your husband?"

"You're so annoying."

"Did you miss your husband's big cock?"

She blushed, bit her lip, and looked like she was going all out, deliberately teasing me. "Yes, I missed your big cock, husband. Come and fuck me." As she spoke, she pouted slightly and blew me a kiss at the camera. "Pfft~"

"You slut! Wait till you get back, I'll fuck you to death!" I said, unbuckling my belt. I could see her full breasts hidden in the semi-transparent black gauze, vaguely visible, her two pink nipples hard to see clearly. I wanted to release my pent-up desire but couldn't touch her. I wanted to feast my eyes but couldn't be satisfied.

"No, I want it now."

"Then use your hand!"

She looked at me in astonishment, clearly wanting it but feeling embarrassed. Seeing her hesitation, I took the lead, stood up in front of the camera, took off my pants, and pointed the camera at my already erect penis. I peeled off the skin and started stroking it back and forth. Xiao Xin, watching from the other end, blushed to the roots of her ears. I shouted, "Slut!

Didn't you want it? Put your legs on the table!"

Xiao Xin obediently did as she was told on the other end of the camera, leaning back and putting her two beautiful legs, clad in flesh-colored stockings, on the computer desk in front of her. Although the lighting was dim, I could still catch a glimpse of the thick tuft of pubic hair between her legs, slightly messy and forming an inverted triangle on her mons pubis. The drops of vaginal fluid flowing from her vagina glistened on the camera, attracting a lot of attention.

She couldn't help herself and started touching herself, masturbating in front of the camera while watching me masturbate. My blood was boiling; this would never happen at home.

"Is it good?" I asked her breathlessly.

"Mmm...so good..."

"Didn't he take advantage of you at Xiao Ma's hometown these past two days?" "Yes..." "Tell me." "He stared at me all day, it felt so awkward..." "He wanted to sleep with you!" "He definitely did." "He probably never imagined that his goddess, whom he longed for, was

now

wearing

a

transparent

nightgown

and stockings, spreading her legs and

masturbating in front of a man!" I deliberately used such explicit and vulgar language, making Xiao Xin feel weak in the knees. She tilted her head back and softly said, "Oh..." Her hand involuntarily went to her breasts and began to knead them.

"You seem so innocent usually, but when you're in heat, you're a vixen-like slut." I continued to humiliate my wife, Xiao Xin.

Unexpectedly, she became fierce, "Yes, I am a slut, and you still want to marry a slut like me? Come on, fuck your little slut, or your little slut will find someone else..."

What? Find someone else? "Wait for me! When you come back, I'll fuck you to heaven!"

"I can't wait any longer, husband, I want it now!" she moaned, one finger actually digging into her vagina, and with a gurgling sound, her vaginal fluid gushed out. Her buttocks contracted, and her slightly exposed anus also contracted and expanded, and glistening vaginal fluid flowed out again and again from between her two thick labia.

"If you can't take it anymore, go find Xiao Ma and let him fuck you to relieve your heat."

"No, I'd feel so bad for you."

"It's okay, your husband agrees!"

"But... um..."

"Just pretend, you were saying you were going to find someone, and now you're pretending again."

"Who told you to... I just wanted to annoy you..."

"What's that next to you?"

"Xiao... Xiao Ma's picture."

"Take his picture and put it between your legs."

"Ugh... what if I get it dirty..." Although she was worried about this, she still tremblingly reached out and took Xiao Ma's picture from the frame, slowly placing it between her legs. She lowered her head, looking at Xiao Ma's smile in the picture, which was directly facing her wide-open, lewd vulva. A few pubic hairs, sticking to the hot, wet vaginal fluid, poked into the picture. She swallowed and gave me a silly, uneasy smile.

"Imagine, Xiao Ma is squatting right in front of you, his face only millimeters away from your cunt."

Xiao Xin thought about it in the direction I suggested, and unconsciously moved the photo of Xiao Ma even closer to her vulva, her head always lowered, looking at the photo, her chest heaving as she breathed heavily. Suddenly, she closed her eyes, tilted her head back, and swallowed.

"He thinks about your naked body every day, and today he finally sees what your cunt looks like."

"Hmm... beautiful...?" I was overjoyed. Xiao Xin followed my train of thought and continued to imagine, now she was actually in the moment, actually imagining Xiao Ma between her legs.

"Yes, yes, beautiful, beautiful, Xiao Ma finally saw the genitals of his goddess."

"..." She was quiet, panting.

"Xiao Ma has been watching you since high school. Back then, he would often stare at your short skirts, imagining what your butt looked like from the silhouette of the skirt swaying..."

"Ugh... pervert..." She turned and looked at the camera with some fear, shouting slightly louder, "Is it true?!"

"Of course it is. Sometimes when you go up the stairs, he's downstairs, secretly bending down to try and see what your cunt looks like under your underwear."

"Ah!... Now you see it, are you satisfied?" I clearly saw a stream of liquid gushing out from Xiao Xin's vagina, shooting onto Xiao Ma's photo between her legs, and she even cried out, biting her fingers tightly.

"He said you're usually so innocent, but he never expected your cunt to smell so horny and strong when you're aroused."

"...Don't tell him nonsense..."

"Xiao Ma stuck out his tongue and licked your clitoris." I indulged in my fantasies, and Xiao Xin, following my fantasies, reached out and touched her clitoris, rubbing the sensitive little pimple left and right, up and down with her fingers.

"Then he put his tongue into your vagina." Following my imagination, Xiaoxin pried open her labia, which were sticky with vaginal fluid, and inserted her fingers into her vagina with a soft "plop.

" "Oh... Xiao Ma actually licked the genitals of the goddess he'd always dreamed of!"

"You're so annoying! You should be satisfied!"

"Did Xiao Ma lick you well?"

"Yes, so good, deeper... mmm~..."

"Tell your husband if Xiao Ma's tongue licked you well?"

"No... my husband will hate me." Saying this, she looked up at me on the other side of the camera.

“It’s okay, your husband just loves hearing you slutty.”

She licked her lips, feigning coquettishness, “Oh…husband, don’t hate me, Xiao Ma…Xiao Ma’s tongue feels so good…”

“Do you like Xiao Ma licking your pussy?”

“You’re so filthy…”

“I’m asking you if you like it.”

“Yes, I like it, mmm!…”

“Tell Xiao Ma you like him licking your pussy.”

“Xiao…Xiao Ma…I like you…licking me…”

“Say licking your pussy!”

“Lick…lick…no, it’s dirty.”

“Tell me, what is your pussy for?”

Xiao Xin rolled her eyes at me, smacked her lips, and still said, “To give birth.”

“Good! To give birth, the vagina you’ll use to give birth to is now being penetrated by your husband’s friend’s tongue. I wonder if the baby will have his scent when it’s born!”

“Oh no! It definitely will…husband!…”

“Xiao Ma is so happy! Not only did he see it, but he also licked the cunt of the goddess he considers sacred and untouchable, and even left saliva in your vagina so that your future child will be covered in his genes when born.”

"Ugh!...Stop talking! I'm coming...I'm going to lose it!..." Xiaoxin bit her finger, her eyes tightly closed, her brows furrowed, her whole body tense and on edge. Her fingers moved rapidly in and out of her vagina, the squelching sounds echoing in Xiaoma's room. I wonder what he would think if he knew one day that his dream goddess was masturbating in his room.

Chapter 3

I rarely go back to my hometown for the New Year. Xiaoxin and I don't really like it; we find it too noisy and bustling. We prefer a quieter place with fewer people, maybe a big meal out, and that's it. At most, we'll visit relatives, friends, and parents before going home again. I don't know much about Xiaoma's family; maybe I can learn more about their situation after this trip.

Time passed slowly, yet also seemed to fly by. In the blink of an eye, it was February. Xiaoxin had been back in Xiaoma's hometown for almost a month, and during that time, they would occasionally go on QQ and send me text messages to update me.

In early February, I took the opportunity to ask Xiaoxin, "Xiao Ma didn't do anything to you?" Xiaoxin replied with a shy winking emoji and said, "He's much more of a gentleman than you think."

We were silent for a moment, then Xiaoxin spoke again, "Ayun."

"What?"

"Are you testing me?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Really, the more I think about it, the more scared I get. I feel like you're setting me up."

I felt embarrassed by being wronged, and I had some things I couldn't say, so I didn't know how to reply.

"I was worried you wouldn't believe me. When Xiao Ma pulled me into the corner that day, I was so scared, I didn't even have time to react. I was worried that if you found out, it would hurt our relationship, and I would hate him. I'm so afraid of losing you, my husband, and him as a friend..."

Across the distance, I seemed to hear her heart pounding. Tears welled up in her rapidly beating heart, and for a moment, I felt a pang of pity for her.

"Honey, turn on the voice call, I want to hear your voice." All I could hear on the other end of the line was a slightly hoarse female voice, making her sound somewhat haggard, which immediately broke my heart. I couldn't bear to refuse and turned on the call.

"Silly child, I only said that Xiao Ma helped me so much when I was in my most difficult time, and besides, he promised to help us buy a house, so I couldn't refuse him. I was worried about you, so please don't blame me."

She sniffled. "I know even if you don't say it, that day..."

I didn't care what she was going to say next. At times like this, I just instinctively felt that women need security and care. "Wife, do you remember what I told you at our wedding?"

"You mean..."

"When we got married in college, we didn't have much money. I said I would give you a lavish wedding, with a big diamond ring. I'm waiting for you to come back." I couldn't hear the voice on the other end of the line clearly anymore, but once again, across thousands of miles, I could feel the undisguised joy on her face and the breath in her nose.

A while later, on February 9th, just before the Lunar New Year, Xiaoxin sent me a text message to update me on her and Xiaoma's situation. She also sent several photos: a group photo of Xiaoma, my wife Xiaoxin, and his family, and a few more photos of them setting off fireworks. At the very end, one photo in particular stirred my emotions. Although it was nighttime, the sky was brightly lit, not with neon lights, but with fireworks filling the air. Xiaoma and Xiaoxin were cheek to cheek, surrounded by a dense crowd of people. Many people, judging from the previous photos, were Xiao Ma's family. But what excited me the most was that Xiao Ma and Xiao Xin were not only cheek to cheek, but they were also laughing and joking. Xiao Ma even pouted and kissed Xiao Xin on the cheek...

The next day, I was extremely excited and wanted to ask Xiao Xin for an explanation, but I thought that this might make her feel that I was unhappy, or that it would be like I was interrogating her. After thinking it over, I had no choice but to hold back for the time being. Two days later, Xiao Xin finally found some time to go online. I chatted with her for a few minutes, and after some subtle hints, we finally got to the photos that Xiao Ma had sent me.

After much questioning, it turned out that the photo of Xiao Ma kissing Xiao Xin on the cheek was simply taken on Chinese New Year's Day. Xiao Xin, Xiao Ma, and their families were setting off fireworks, and in the midst of the fun, a group of children in Xiao Ma's family started egging them on, insisting that Xiao Ma and Xiao Xin, the "couple," show some affection. The two of them were extremely embarrassed, but considering that Xiao Xin was now Xiao Ma's girlfriend, it would seem too fake if they couldn't even share a kiss, and it might also leave a bad impression on Xiao Ma's family. In the end, they reluctantly let Xiao Ma kiss them on the cheek, and then they pretended to take a selfie.

"Honey, are you jealous?" Xiao Xin teased playfully.

"Eating, it's so enjoyable."

"Tch, you jealous bastard, I knew you were filthy inside."

"Tch, in the end you still married a filthy person like me."

"Tch, you got off easy, you're just like those male protagonists in your own novels."

"What do you mean?"

"Honey... I feel like if I really did something with Xiao Ma, would you be as happy as you are in your novels? I always feel like you wrote it on purpose for me to see, or something like that." Maybe

so, to be honest, I don't care, but I can't think of a good way to tell my wife what I'm thinking. So it's like writing a wish or a mood essay, writing and stopping, finishing and then leaving it somewhere without paying attention. "I didn't write it on purpose for you to see, I wrote it as a mood essay." But then I thought for a moment and asked her, "Do you really want to do 'that' with Xiao Ma?"

"Tch, getting my hands on me isn't that easy. I'm not like the heroine you imagine, so easily swayed."

Around February 12th, Xiao Ma texted me saying he was worried his family would find out if things went on too long. He and Xiao Xin had really been putting on this act, so he declined his family's requests to stay and planned to take Xiao Xin back by train the next day.

I waited on the platform. The train arrived right on time at 4 pm. Two familiar figures appeared not far away. I waved, and Xiao Xin threw her luggage to Xiao Ma and ran towards me.

As soon as she reached me, she rushed into my arms, hugging my waist, rubbing against me for a moment before looking up at me. I patted the back of her head and said, "Tired?"

"Hehe..." She chuckled and shook her head. "It was alright. His house was fun, lots of kids, so lively."

"Don't you dislike crowds?" I pressed.

"I don't know, but I feel like it would be fun with lots of kids."

A mischievous thought crossed my mind, and I gently hugged her back, whispering in her ear, "You like kids, so let's go back and be kids, okay?" Xiao Xin blushed, gently pushed me away, looked up at me with her head down, then looked away, asking with a half-smile, "You really want a child?"

"If you like, we'll have one."

She thought for a moment, then turned away, laughing and muttering, "Alright, you're so frivolous."

Xiao Ma, panting, dragged a bunch of suitcases up from behind. I went over to help him carry them and started chatting with him. I said, "Xiao Ma, what do you think of Xiao Xin?" He raised his eyebrows and gave a thumbs up, "Absolutely fantastic! Not just my parents, but even my nephews adore Xiao Xin." Hearing this, I felt happy but also a little uncomfortable, because that's my wife, not Xiao Ma's real girlfriend.

But then, feeling both pleased and a little perverse, I continued, "How did you introduce Xiaoxin to your family?" Xiao

Ma thought for a moment, scratching the back of his head. "Well, I just said, 'Hey, Xiaoxin is my girlfriend. We've been dating for a while, so I'm bringing her home to meet my family.'" He glanced at me furtively, but I pretended not to notice and nodded. He continued, "I plan to leave it at that. My family seems quite happy. If they ask later, I'll say we're doing well. If it goes on for a while, I'll say we broke up. What do you think, Second Brother?"

"I think that's a great idea. So when do you plan to... ah?"

Xiao Ma jumped, quickly replying, "Of course, of course! I remember about buying a house, Second Brother. Just let me know when you've found one."

After this incident with Xiaoxin, half a year passed peacefully. Although Xiaoxin and I ultimately decided to postpone having children, our lives became even more fulfilling. Sometimes at night, after I'd put Xiaoxin to bed, I'd teasingly ask her what had happened during the month or so that she and Xiaoma had gone back to their hometown, and what Xiaoma had done to her.

But the answers were usually quite disappointing. Although Xiaoma was handsome, he was too honest. He clearly liked Xiaoxin, but because she was now my wife, he didn't dare to do anything too much. He wanted to sleep with her but didn't dare, liked her but was too shy. He was even more of a gentleman than I had imagined. According to Xiaoxin, she had basically stayed at Xiaoma's house for that month or so, but sometimes he would take her to visit relatives, and sometimes they would stay overnight at a relative's house.

I asked her what Xiao Ma's family home was like. She said that Xiao Ma's old house was very big, built by his siblings together for the elderly couple. It had two floors and could accommodate quite a few people, but with all the aunts and uncles going back for the New Year, it was a bit crowded, so… She stopped abruptly, and I pressed her several times before she lowered her voice and said in a sweet, coquettish tone, “So, she and Xiao Ma are assigned to sleep in the same room every day.”

Although I already knew this, I still felt a pang of jealousy when she brought it up. She seemed to read my mind. “Jealous again?” she teased, tapping my nose with one finger. “Didn’t I tell you before? It’s just that I can’t sleep in the same room as him. He sleeps on the floor, and I sleep on the bed alone.” She then playfully stuck out her tongue.

Then I casually asked her what Xiao Ma's family was like. She said they were quite nice, and there were many people in them. Every time Xiao Ma took her out to visit relatives, almost everyone in his family would ask if she had a girlfriend or a boyfriend, or if they could introduce her to someone. Xiao Ma hesitated and then introduced Xiao Xin to his family.

Finally, I asked Xiao Ma's family how they treated Xiao Xin. To my surprise, Xiao Xin patted her chest and said very proudly, "How could your wife not be lovable? They treat me so well."

I thought life would continue peacefully like this. After Xiao Xin went home, I immediately went with her to look at houses, thinking that when we found the right one, I would have her and Xiao Ma have a fake marriage to buy the house. However, it was a big decision and couldn't be made so quickly. But in early June of the following year, Xiao Ma sent another message. This time, it wasn't anything difficult. He said in the text message that he had just finished a business deal for his father and was on a long vacation of more than a month. To thank Xiao Xin and me for helping him so much at the beginning of the year, and also to celebrate our new house purchase in advance, he decided to take us to the beach in June or July. As soon as

this news reached Xiao Xin's ears, it immediately caused a stir. I think she was definitely going to be excited. I don't usually take her out much, just around our neighborhood. Besides, Xiao Xin, like other women, longs for the vast and beautiful ocean, blue sky, and clear water. Or maybe she was thinking of an excuse to wear less clothing and show off her figure...

But whatever the reason, it seemed she was determined to go. She had helped Xiao Ma so much, and women, being such petty creatures, would definitely seek a reward. Anyway, she's definitely going. As for me, although I also want to go to the beach and play in the water—I've been cooped up at home for too long—I'm starting to wonder: is Xiao Ma really inviting me too? Or is he just trying to get Xiao Xin to go but doesn't want to leave me out? The

more I think about it, the more confused I become. Maybe Xiao Ma just wants Xiao Xin to go, and for him, if I go along, I'll just be a third wheel. At the beginning of the year, we speculated that Xiao Ma was using Xiao Xin as an excuse to test us, to see if we could accept him. Now, will he actually do something to Xiao Xin? I glanced at Xiao Xin beside me; she was still immersed in the excitement of going on a trip.

I turned on my phone to reply to Xiao Ma. I asked him, "What? I thought you guys were going to places like Qingdao in the South China Sea. You're actually going abroad?"

He readily agreed, it seemed his dad had given him a lot of money this time. "There are too many people in China, and it's not clean. A month is not as good as going abroad. It's just that the budget might be a bit tight. I can cover the airfare

, food, and accommodation, but I don't have that kind of ability for other miscellaneous expenses. Second Brother, you'll have to prepare for it yourself." Actually, I also wanted to go, but I wanted to tease him a bit. "Go to Hawaii? It's quite far, and you have to go through the trouble of getting visas and stuff. You guys go ahead and have fun." He immediately interrupted me and replied, "Second Brother, what are you saying? I wanted to take you and Xiao Xin with me. She helped me so much at the beginning of the year, and you deserve half the credit."

I declined a few more times, but Xiao Ma still insisted that Xiao Xin and I go together. I declined three times, but Xiao Ma invited me three times.

I was completely at a loss. I had thought Xiao Ma would happily agree; it would be a perfect opportunity for him. If I went, wouldn't I just be a third wheel? I laughed at him inwardly. Was this guy really that cowardly? A grown man so timid and hesitant. If I were Xiao Xin, I probably wouldn't have fallen for a guy who was only good-looking on the outside. Finally, I glanced at the cheerful Xiao Xin behind me and decided... well, I'll go.

Before our trip abroad, Xiaoxin and I spent a considerable amount of time preparing. Every few days, Xiaoxin would drag me out to buy skincare products, swimsuits, and other things, especially swimsuits. We still had several sets at home that hadn't been worn for years, and now we were going out to buy more, by the bagful.

She said her old swimsuits were from her university days and some were too small for her, so she had to buy new ones. And since we were going abroad, she figured she'd be staying for a while, so buying extra was definitely a good idea. I didn't want to tease her about gaining weight or anything like that, or I'd get in trouble. Later I realized that buying extra was the right thing to do, just not because of the need for extra clothes. I followed her around, watching her pick out swimsuits in the stores, even pulling me into a private changing room to help her choose, and then twirling around in front of me in her swimsuit.

Xiaoxin isn't exceptionally beautiful; she's really just average-looking. But what's captivating is her clear, clean, and vibrant positive energy. Her neat, updo, revealing her forehead and neck, and her attire all exude the elegance of a well-bred young lady. She was like that back in school. She's also incredibly fair-skinned, and as they say, fair skin hides a hundred flaws. After we got married, her body, nourished by my care, has become more and more beautiful every day, and now her breasts have grown to a substantial E-cup.

Of course, there's something else that nobody else knows: Xiaoxin can really make a lot of noise in bed. I secretly asked a few of my buddies, and their wives aren't very vocal in bed; the whole process is almost completely silent except for the actual sex. But Xiaoxin can be incredibly sexually interested, chatting and joking around with me while we're having sex—that's truly rare.

A month later, Xiao Ma picked up Xiao Xin and me in his car and took us to the airport. The moment we stepped off the plane, an incredibly fresh breeze rushed towards us, a gentle, cool breeze caressed our bodies, and the turquoise waters created a refreshing feeling that was incomparable to anything found in Chinese cities. Although the sun was blazing overhead, and it was June, the weather should have been quite hot, but the breeze from the sea seemed to always come from the depths of the ocean.

The fine sand on the beach shone like gold under the sunlight, almost dazzling. There seemed to be quite a few people, and just as I was about to ask the driver, he drove us around in circles several times before finally settling into a hotel. This hotel looked to be dozens of stories high, but it was backlit and U-shaped. I won't bother translating the hotel name with my limited English, but Xiao Ma insisted that it was one of the best hotels in the area, and that although the backlit view might not seem like much, it was a completely different world inside.

We took the elevator upstairs. My room was 205, and Xiao Ma's was next door, 206. Xiao Xin and I shared a couple's room, and Xiao Ma was right next to us. I don't know if he did it on purpose—whether he wanted to sleep close to Xiao Xin and me, or if he had ulterior motives—but he also booked a couple's room for himself, right next to ours.

Pulling back the curtains, blinding sunlight streamed in through the floor-to-ceiling windows. It was midday, and the sunlight was so intense I could barely open my eyes. Just as Xiao Ma had said, this hotel faced the shade but backed onto the sea. Although the other end of the corridor was somewhat dark, this side of the window offered a panoramic view of the ocean, sunshine, and coconut trees. This contrast of light and shadow was quite pleasant. We were on the 10th floor. Although it wasn't a very high floor, the steep location made it feel quite high. Looking down, we could even see a row of beautiful women in bikinis on the beach.

Xiao Ma said we planned to stay longer this time because of budget constraints; otherwise, if we were only staying for a few days, we could have stayed on an even higher floor with an even better view. Xiao Xin, unable to contain her excitement, plopped down on the soft bed, bouncing around a couple of times and almost leaping out

the window. I grabbed her, "Is it really necessary to be like this..." She looked disdainful, "You never take me out to play, and this place is so beautiful, I'm going down to play later! To play in the water on the beach!"

"Going down later? You just got off the plane, don't you want to rest first?" I was genuinely feeling a bit tired and wanted to sleep for a while, or at least take a nap, but Xiao Xin was in high spirits. Maybe she was just bored out of her mind. I suddenly had an idea and casually said, "How about I ask Xiao Ma to come down with you? I'm really sleepy, I want to take a nap first and then come down to find you guys?"

Xiao Xin pouted, stared at me for several seconds, and finally got up to adjust her swimsuit. "Okay, you can come down later when you wake up. I'm going down by myself first." Watching her go downstairs, I couldn't help but curse myself a couple of times. Damn it, I really am sending my wife to my friends, and even actively creating an environment for them.

I was worried about Xiaoxin going downstairs alone, so I went to the next room and called Xiaoma. He grabbed his swim trunks and followed her downstairs. But I wasn't lying when I said I was sleepy; I was genuinely tired. Without thinking, I collapsed onto the bed and started snoring away.

When I woke up, it was already afternoon, but the sun hadn't set yet. I checked my watch; it was past 5 pm. I'd slept for about four hours. Xiaoxin wasn't in her room. I got up and knocked on Xiaoma's door next door, but no one answered. I wondered where they'd gone. I was about to call Xiaoxin when I realized she didn't have her phone, but Xiaoma answered immediately.

Xiaoma said he'd taken Xiaoxin for a walk around the area at noon. This place was less crowded because it was almost the furthest from the airport, but he'd deliberately chosen it because it was quieter and the natural environment was more comfortable. Later I learned that he actually chose such a secluded place to avoid crowds and give himself more opportunities to do things he had always dared to think about but never dared to do.

He said he and Xiaoxin had circled around and were now downstairs. I drew back the curtains and looked down. There weren't many people, and I spotted them almost immediately. The big tree seemed to be waving in my direction. I replied on my phone that I saw them.

As for Xiaoxin, she was lying on a beach chair, wearing sunglasses, her two long, slender, white legs moving up and down, appearing even whiter in the sunlight. She was wearing a one-piece white swimsuit, the kind that only showed her arms and legs, like a leotard. Xiaoxin grabbed the phone and asked me, "Honey, you're awake! Come down and play!"

"Wait, I need to take a shower. I'm covered in dust, like I just crawled out of a grave." "

Tch, you might as well wait until the place is empty before you come." Then she hung up.

I didn't pay much attention to her, but I didn't expect that her calling me down earlier had a ulterior motive. I just didn't want to say much and wanted to take a shower first. When I came out, I saw that they were still in the same place, but doing something strange.

Xiao Xin was still wearing her white one-piece swimsuit and was still lying on the beach chair. You couldn't see her breasts because she was lying on the beach chair, but you could see her large E-cup breasts squeezed open from both sides of her body. Her body was shapely and well-proportioned. Now she was lying flat on the beach chair, and the way she stretched her body made her stand out among the group of blonde women on the beach. Xiao Ma was wearing a tight black swim trunk with his arms exposed. His muscles were not big, but they were very taut. They were a bit dark, or more accurately, yellowish. They were shiny and oily, and you could tell that he had applied oil. Compared to foreigners, he had less body hair, which was a bit less appealing, but in China, this would still be considered quite high standard. He was a bit of a coward, his muscles tense and he couldn't relax, truly like a virgin who had never been with a woman, wasting all his muscles.

Xiao Ma knelt next to Xiao Xin, half of his muscular arm bare. Xiao Xin was still lying face down. Xiao Ma poured some strange liquid onto his hand, rubbed it, and looked down at his beautiful wife Xiao Xin lying in front of him. He seemed a little dazed and stood there for several seconds without moving. Xiao Xin turned her face to him and said something. Xiao Ma suddenly came back to his senses, but Xiao Xin's head movement made her big, fleshy buttocks, encased in her one-piece swimsuit, jiggle from side to side, causing a wave of flesh, like jelly, making Xiao Ma's eyes unable to leave her lower body.

Xiao Ma poured a little more liquid, rubbed it a couple of times, bent down, and applied it to Xiao Xin's bare back... It turned out he was applying sunscreen to my wife...

My heart jumped into my throat. I was Xiao Xin's first and last boyfriend. Apart from her father, grandfather, and uncle, no man had ever touched her. And now Xiao Xin was actually letting a man who had once pursued her apply sunscreen to her, letting a man who had once pursued her, who probably fantasized about her all day, touch her skin with his hands...

What was Xiao Ma thinking when his hands touched Xiao Xin's back? Was he nervous? He first circled the back of Xiao Xin's neck with his hands, then slowly and gracefully pushed them to her shoulders, grasping her shoulders and arms and stroking them up and down. He did this several times. Xiao Xin turned her head and pouted at him. Xiao

Ma didn't dare to make any big moves. He smiled at Xiao Xin, and you could tell he was a little nervous. Although it wasn't anything particularly unusual, the feeling of having his wife's admirer, his former rival, touching his beloved wife's body so intimately was still incredibly exciting. Xiao Xin's skin was as smooth as egg white, and touching it felt like touching a child's. Xiao Ma must have been incredibly excited as he touched her smooth back. For so many years, this woman had always been someone he could only look at but not touch, someone he could only admire from afar. Today, he finally had the chance to touch the goddess of his dreams. What an exciting feeling that must have been!

The last time I finally managed to kiss Xiaoxin was when he was drunk and forced me. This time, everyone was sober, and Xiaoxin was willing!

While spying on them from upstairs, I suddenly felt my penis getting harder and harder. I knew I was excited, excited to see my rival applying oil to his wife. Seeing Xiaoxin enjoying herself on the beach chair, Xiao Ma became bolder. He grabbed one of Xiaoxin's pink arms, poured oil on it, and then, like a man masturbating, he gripped her slender arm and stroked it up and down.

When Xiao Ma was about to wipe Xiaoxin's legs, my heart pounded. What excited me, yet also frightened me, made Xiao Ma incredibly nervous. I pressed closer to the French windows, carefully observing their every move. Xiao Ma poured some sunscreen on his hand, seemingly talking to Xiaoxin, bending slightly. Xiaoxin laughed twice, swaying her legs up and down. Xiao Ma nodded, slowly reaching his hand towards the back of Xiaoxin's reclining thighs.

Did Xiaoxin really let him touch her? Xiao Ma's large hands, covered in sunscreen, gently pressed against Xiao Xin's plump thighs and back. Even from a distance of several floors, I could almost feel the stimulation that her alluring flesh brought to my hands. Xiao Ma gave a light pinch, and seeing Xiao Xin tilt her head back, he became bolder and began to knead her thighs with both hands. She enjoyed it and relaxed her whole body, letting Xiao Ma's hands roam over her thighs, kneading the inside of her rounded thighs.

Xiao Ma then proceeded to meticulously massage Xiao Xin's feet, moving from her thighs down to her calves. He then gently lifted Xiao Xin's little feet and poured sunscreen onto her soft, white soles, rubbing it back and forth. This amused Xiao Xin, who turned around and playfully scolded him. The scene, though not lewd, was nonetheless suggestive. Back then, Xiao Ma and I both pursued this beauty. If Xiao Xin had chosen Xiao Ma back then, would I be the one yearning for her now? Would Xiao Ma be the one enjoying her soft, white body? And now, even me applying sunscreen to Xiao Xin feels like a luxury.

Then Xiaoxin turned over and sat on the beach chair, raising her arms and legs, giggling as Xiaoma rubbed her all over. I didn't go downstairs immediately, but instead rummaged through Xiaoxin's suitcase and found the underwear she had worn yesterday. I put it on my penis and masturbated, shouting in my mind and letting out soft moans, "Oh! Xiaoma! Isn't my wife's body beautiful! You like her, don't you! Hurry up and take this opportunity to caress her body properly! Isn't that the woman's body you've been longing for?! She's right in front of you now! She's right in your hands now."

Only after I ejaculated countless amounts of semen in my perverse desire, covering Xiaoxin's underwear, did I finally go downstairs satisfied. By

then, it was almost dark. The originally dazzling sun had become fiery, large and red, gradually setting in the west, with a few bluish clouds obscuring its face. The three of us, led by Xiao Ma, ate at a nearby seaside restaurant. The small restaurant in this unusual place had its own unique charm; the thatched roofs were furnished with wooden tables and chairs, exuding a strong sense of wilderness. It

was already past 8 pm when we got back to the hotel. I had taken a nap at noon and wasn't sleepy at all. Bored, I lay on the sofa watching TV. After a while, I thought Xiao Xin had gone to take a shower, but unexpectedly, she suddenly rushed out of the bathroom and pounced on me on the bed, staring at me with a flushed face. I was confused at first, but then I saw she was holding her underwear from yesterday, still stained with semen.

She remained silent, staring at me. So, I took the initiative, flipping her over and pinning her to the bed. Only then did she casually utter, "You rascal... I was wondering why you didn't come downstairs this afternoon. So you were hiding upstairs doing this?"

Her words made me blush a little, but then I thought, we're an old married couple, why worry about such things? So, I forced a smile and started flirting with her. "No, I was going to take a shower, but then I suddenly got aroused and just played around with it."

Before I could finish speaking, Xiaoxin's hand touched my crotch. Her soft little hand kneading my genitals through my pants felt incredibly strange, and I instantly got hard again. She glanced at it and said, "Why are you so excited and hard again?"

I leaned down, kissing her ear as I said, "You little slut! You're just pretending to know the answer!"

"Pretending to know what?"

"Stop pretending! This afternoon, when I came out of the shower, I saw you and Xiao Ma getting intimate together from upstairs, didn't I?!"

Xiao Xin's face immediately turned red after I said that so bluntly. "No... we were just... applying sunscreen." Although she said that, she couldn't hide the urge to laugh.

"You little slut, you've been seeing other men behind your husband's back?"

"Yeah, don't think I don't know. Last time you insisted I go back to my hometown with Xiao Ma, you just wanted me to get some excitement for you, right?... You always get so excited talking about these things, you even write them down. Look, you're hard again."

"I don't want to anymore."

"You're so domineering."

"Tell me, what did you two do outside this afternoon?"

Knowing she couldn't deny it but was too embarrassed to tell me directly, I saw her fidgeting and bit her sensitive earlobe, kissing and breathing on it. She immediately got excited too, breathing softly and moaning as she told me what had happened...

After going downstairs at noon, Xiao Ma followed. She said she knew I had called Xiao Ma down to be her bodyguard, so she had him follow her to the beach. They first went to the changing room to change into their swimsuits. Xiao Xin just gave me a flirty wink and swayed her body from side to side. I asked her what was wrong. "What? Getting horny again?" She shook her head and said that after she came out of her swimsuit, Xiao Ma stared at her for about ten seconds. Xiao Xin had to push him to bring him back to his senses.

I said, "Xiao Xin, you're just being vain." She said she was vain, but it was true. Later, the two of them went into the sea together for a while. While in the water, Xiao Ma actually became inappropriate with her. Then, under the guise of protecting her, he followed her closely. Sometimes, when a big wave came and Xiao Xin lost her footing, Xiao Ma would take the opportunity to hug her from behind.

I laughed to myself, "Isn't Xiao Ma a coward? How come he's got the guts now?" Xiaoxin said, "He's really a coward. He never does it openly, always sneaking around. I especially dislike that about him; he's too cowardly."

I was feeling smug when I asked her how it felt. Xiaoxin said her mind went blank when she was swept into the waves, but after regaining her balance, she realized that Xiaoma had helped her up. Then he stood behind her, one hand on her waist and the other on her chest… He lingered for several seconds, hugging her from behind, as if reluctant to let go.

I eagerly asked Xiaoxin, "And then? You just let Xiaoma hug you like that?" I think my face must have been beaming with excitement. Xiaoxin was incredibly shy seeing my expression. She said it was quite embarrassing; Xiaoma was pressed tightly against her back, his left hand below her abdomen, almost touching her navel, and his right hand on her top rib. I said, "That's clearly below her breasts!"

Xiao Xin, annoyed and embarrassed by my blatant words, shouted, "Can't you be a little more polite?" I asked her what happened next, and she said that Xiao Ma, seeing that she didn't resist, became bolder. After letting go of her, he actually took Xiao Xin's hand and offered to help her. I asked Xiao Xin if she would let him hold her hand, and after a few seconds of eye contact, she bluntly saw through my intentions, "I know, do you like it?" I didn't dare answer.

Xiao Xin continued, saying that they played at the beach afterwards, letting Xiao Ma hold her hand and walk in the water when there were no waves, and sometimes letting him carry her from behind while swimming. I felt incredibly jealous, but Xiao Xin didn't notice and continued talking to herself. Later, the two of them came ashore and wanted me to come with them, but I said I wanted to take a shower first.

Xiaoxin said she was a little sulky with me at the time, stuck her tongue out at her phone and then ignored me. Later, what I saw upstairs after I came out of the shower was this: Xiaoxin said the sun was too strong, and Xiaoma took the opportunity to egg her on to apply sunscreen together. Xiaoma hurriedly applied sunscreen all over his body first, while Xiaoxin was resting on a beach chair waiting for Xiaoma to finish. Then, Xiaoxin got a little excited and whispered to me, "But after Xiaoma finished applying sunscreen, he leaned close to my ear and said he wanted to help me apply it."

I asked her, "You just let him?" Xiaoxin didn't directly answer . Instead of answering my question, she pulled me down onto the bed, her face close to mine, and asked me in return, "I just wanted to tease you and make you jealous, but you were really excited, weren't you? That's why you used my underwear this afternoon... my underwear..."

My breathing quickened, and I unconsciously swallowed, feeling my mouth dry. She had hit the nail on the head, and I couldn't hide my nod. She smiled slightly, "I knew it, that's why I agreed to him. Besides, I didn't go too far. I only let him wipe my hands, legs, and back..." She seemed more and more guilty as she spoke.

"I got so excited when I saw him touching your body and rubbing oil on you, I just wanted to grab your underwear and have sex with you," I said shamelessly.

Her breathing quickened noticeably, and she swallowed hard. "I know, I feel the same way... My heart races when I'm in contact with men other than my husband... It seems what you wrote in your novels isn't entirely untrue."

My breathing became even more rapid, my heart pounding, and I asked Xiaoxin with lustful eyes, "Do you know that Xiao Ma still likes you?"

"I know! Oh... that's why he's been trying to get close to me!" Xiaoxin became increasingly aroused as she spoke.

"You just agreed to let him touch you like that!"

"Because I know you like him!"

"You like him too, right?"

"Yes!" Although we had discussed this before, hearing my wife's feelings for her former rival still made me dizzy every time I heard it, a kind of hallucination where my blood rushed to my head. "Do you like making me jealous? Hmm? Don't you? Tell me, haha, don't run away." She laughed playfully, clearly teasing me, so I simply changed the subject.

"Did it feel good when he touched you?" I continued to ask Xiaoxin. Xiaoxin said that Xiaoma's hands seemed to have magic. Although they were the hands of a big, strong man, they felt so gentle yet firm when they touched her arm. It was a feeling of strength with gentleness. Plus, with the effect of the slippery sunscreen, it felt quite comfortable to have his hands on her arm.

Later, Xiaoxin became a little intoxicated and closed her eyes, lying on the beach chair to enjoy herself. After Xiaoma finished drying her arm, he naturally shifted his attention to her lower body. I interrupted Xiaoxin's recollection and asked her, "You know Xiaoma likes you, he'd be ecstatic if you let him touch you."

My words were slightly ambiguous, almost like I was flattering Xiaoxin, which pleased her greatly. She laughed and said, "Of course! When you were pursuing me, he was incredibly attentive. After I married you, he was quite disappointed. Now that I've let him touch my body, how could he not be happy?"

"How did he touch you?" I deliberately changed "rubbed with oil" to "touched," a difference of only two words but with vastly different meanings. What excited me even more was that Xiaoxin followed my train of thought, describing how Xiaoma touched her. She said that later, Xiaoma's hand tentatively touched the back of her thigh. At first, Xiaoxin said she got goosebumps, but as Xiaoma's gentle caresses became more and more comfortable, she let him continue.

So Xiaoma became bolder, rubbing oil on his hands and caressing the front, back, and inner sides of Xiaoxin's plump, fleshy thighs, until finally, he had played with her entire leg, including her little feet. I noticed that when Xiaoxin said this, she changed "touched" to "played," which excited me greatly. I even touched her thigh myself, imagining the wonderful feeling of Xiaoma caressing her beautiful legs that afternoon.

Xiaoxin continued, saying that later Xiaoma's touch felt more and more comfortable. The cool, slippery sunscreen oil felt incredibly refreshing on her skin, and the oily sensation of flesh against flesh almost made her intoxicated. She just closed her eyes and lay on the beach chair. Xiaoma wasn't still either; while applying the oil to her thighs, he would intentionally or unintentionally rub two fingers against her buttocks, occasionally "accidentally" poking Xiaoxin's plump buttocks covered by her one-piece swimsuit.

"And then?" I continued to ask. Xiaoxin said that afterward, she saw that Xiaoma had enjoyed himself enough, so she said, "Okay, that's enough." But when she got up, Xiaoma still couldn't bear to wipe himself on her back one more time. As he got up, his hand "naturally" slid down Xiaoxin's back to her pert and fleshy buttocks, and then slid down for several seconds before finally sliding down. What made my nose bleed even more was that Xiaoxin just let him do it. I cursed, "You little slut! You know that person is my love rival and you're still so wanton!"

But Xiaoxin was uncontrollable once she got aroused, and she hugged me and said lewdly, "Oh! Yes! I am a slut! Your little slut got touched by your former love rival!" The beauty in front of me made me suddenly furious, and I quickly stripped off her clothes and thrust into her wet and hot little hole.

“Yes, your rival touched my body… You’re angry, aren’t you? Go harder… Hurry up and make me feel good, oh!… No… Hmm!… Ugh…”

“That’s fucking exciting! Tomorrow when we go out, you’ll let Xiao Ma touch you again! You hear me!”

“Ugh… No… Once is enough, I’d feel so bad for you…”

“You bitch, you want to act virtuous? I’ll let him touch you! Tell me! Do you want Xiao Ma to touch you?”

“Ugh, yes, I really want to.”

“Where do you want him to touch you?”

“Touch… touch my ass, touch my breasts…”

“You have to say breasts!”

“Yes, touch my breasts, touch your wife’s breasts!” Xiao Xin became more and more excited as she spoke, pinching her own breast with one hand, closing her eyes as if imagining Xiao Ma kneading her breasts.

I originally just wanted to humiliate her, but seeing how passionate she was made me feel like I was humiliating her instead. I fell for her trick and ended up feeling incredibly jealous. "Fine, Xiao Ma doesn't want to touch you tomorrow! You'll have to rely on me to have your fun."

But then Xiao Xin opened her eyes and pouted at me, saying, "No way! If he won't touch me, I'll beg him to touch me!"

What the hell?! Is this for real? My jealousy spiked by 90 percent, almost to the point of exploding. I cursed fiercely, "Damn it! Go beg him, beg him to touch you!" As I cursed, I rapidly increased the speed of my thrusts, my fingers gripping Xiao Xin's waist so tightly they almost dug in. Xiao Xin's body swayed rapidly up and down as she endured my thrusts, moaning and groaning, unable to speak.

"Please, please let Xiao Ma touch you!"

"Oh...you...slow...ah, ah...Xiao Ma...touch me...right...oh oh...otherwise my husband will fuck me to death...mmm~. You can touch me anywhere...Guangyun said you always imagine my naked body...now you can not only see, but also touch...touch...mmm..."

With one last burst of strength, I felt countless offspring surging into a warm, erotic flesh cave.

Chapter 1

The night air was cool but not chilly, which felt very comfortable. A few stars hung high in the darkness outside the window, dazzling and alluring, a sight I couldn't imagine in the big city. Everything seemed so peaceful and beautiful, but who knew what was happening in every corner of this darkness?

Lost in thought, I suddenly felt someone was missing beside me. "Xiaoxin, Xiaoxin?" I called twice, but there was no answer. "Where did you go?" I turned and went back into the noisy room. More than twenty men and women were gathered together, sitting in a circular sofa chair, their slightly off-key but still decent singing echoing through the room. Their laughter and playful banter made me feel like I was back in my carefree college days.

"Where's Xiaoxin?"

"I don't know, probably went to the restroom." My friend had barely finished speaking when Xiaoxin's figure appeared not far away. Although the lighting was dim, I could still spot her from a distance. Unlike girls her age who always wore their hair down, supposedly long and straight black, but which was actually just like black stockings—utterly tacky—her beautiful curly hair was slightly pinned up at the back of her head, giving her a unique aura. It wasn't necessarily stunningly beautiful, but it certainly made it hard to look away. She always seemed different. I used to think she was a bit rustic, but now I thought she was quite genuine. Her off-white spaghetti strap dress clung tightly to her soft, slender body, and the glimpse of her chest was quite alluring.

He was staring at her, sitting there, seemingly lost in his Coke, his eyes fixed straight ahead, seemingly looking at some part of Xiaoxin's body—perhaps her slightly shrugged shoulders or her tightly clenched thighs. I could clearly see him standing not far away. I couldn't help but feel a secret sense of smugness: "Don't even think about it. You had your chance, but now she's my wife."

Thinking back to high school and university, Xiao Xin, Xiao Ma, and I studied together under the same window. Those days weren't just about studying and preparing for exams; budding feelings were also sprouting in our hearts. Xiao Ma's family was better off, but he was rather dull and often timid, a bit too honest. However, his good looks often attracted the attention of the girls around him. As for me, I was more average in every way, except for being a bit glib and quick-witted.

As it turned out, I won. Although Xiao Ma had tried to pursue Xiao Xin, with my (in my opinion) dashing and interesting personality on one hand, and Xiao Ma, the rather rigid and conventional suitor on the other, Xiao Xin ultimately chose me. Afterwards, I asked her why she chose me. She said Xiao Ma was honest and reliable, but felt a bit clumsy and lacked a bit of wit. As for me, I had no particular strengths, but the fact that I had no obvious weaknesses was my greatest strength.

Finally, on the day after graduating from university, Xiaoxin and I got married. But at that time, I resolutely refused my mother's help and refused any financial support from my family. We had a very simple wedding, held on the spot, in a very frugal manner. When I put the small diamond ring on her finger, which I had saved up for a long time to buy, I could only tell her with tears in my eyes, "I don't have a prestigious family, but I will definitely give you a bigger diamond ring and a more luxurious wedding in the future. I will do it all myself and let everyone know that you, Su Shuixin, are my wife."

Thinking about this, I smiled slightly, pulled Xiaoxin to my side, put my arm around her waist, and pressed my face against hers. "Where did you go?"

"I went to the restroom," she said leisurely, revealing a lazy warmth.

I leaned closer to her profile and whispered, "Someone's staring at you like a madwoman again." Xiao Xin looked towards Xiao Ma, who had already gotten up to choose songs, but a burning gaze still lingered on her. I touched her shoulder, and she shrugged, giving me a reproachful look as she pushed me away.

This was our first high school reunion since graduating from university. Six or seven years had passed, and the familiar faces felt somewhat strange. Thinking back to high school, it wasn't just the endless homework, but also the awkward, budding romance—it all seemed to resurface, yet also felt so distant. Just as I was lost in thought again, I got up to go to the restroom, and Xiao Ma followed me somewhat awkwardly.

"Second Brother, about that matter..." He seemed embarrassed, his timid manner highlighting his personality. I knew what he wanted to say; he had begged me so many times. I nodded. "I've already told her about it. I'll try my best to help you."

He nodded his thanks, hummed in agreement, and went back. Little did I know then that this friend I met in high school would have such a significant impact on my life over the next 20 years, and that his presence would bring about a dramatic change in my life starting that year.

We got home after 10 pm. Xiaoxin was a little tired from playing and went straight to the bathroom to shower, while I opened my computer and went on QQ. Someone had been waiting for me for a long time.

His avatar was lit up, so I went straight to chat with him. "Big Tree?"

He replied quickly, seemingly free. "Hmm? You're back."

"Yeah, I'm back."

"Oh, how was the party today? Was it fun?"

"It was alright, everyone who was supposed to come was here." I paused, sighed, and continued, "Ma Laosan was there too."

"Yeah, right, I was the only one who didn't go, what a pity."

Of course, that wasn't what I wanted to say. "Big Tree, back in college, you and Ma Laosan were the closest of friends and even shared a dorm. Tell me the truth, how far did Ma Laosan and Xiaoxin's relationship go?" I tried my best to sound natural and harmonious.

Perhaps Da Shu still felt this was a bit difficult to say, so he made me wait a while before replying, "I did say that back in college, Ma Laosan really liked Xiaoxin. Knowing his personality, if he succeeded in pursuing a woman, he would definitely come back beaming with joy and telling everyone. But I've never heard him talk about Xiaoxin. When it comes to pursuing Xiaoxin, he always looks dejected."

"Da Shu, I heard that last month, last month, they hugged each other at a karaoke bar. Did Xiaoxin and Ma Laosan get intimate afterwards?"

"This, how could you... say that?" He probably wanted to ask me how I knew, but he changed his mind before he could finish.

"I just want to know if it's true."

"Don't overthink it. You're both married now. It's nothing. Back then, everyone was having fun, and there were always little kissing games. You've kissed other people before, and I haven't heard Xiaoxin say anything about you being more petty than a woman." Actually, this was a pretty obvious answer. Yeah, I've done that before. When Xiaoxin found out, she just rolled her eyes at me, but she wasn't as petty as I was. Why…? Maybe it's because no matter how I subtly questioned her, she always refused to admit it? So I'm overthinking it?

For the past few days, I've been pretending, hiding everything I know. I'm conflicted. Back then, Xiaoxin had no shortage of suitors. In terms of looks, she was only average, but her well-proportioned features, figure, and calm, clear temperament made all the male classmates admire her. It was in that environment that she chose me.

Honestly, if the man she was being all lovey-dovey with wasn't Xiaoma, but someone else, I probably wouldn't mind. But Xiaoma used to be my number one rival, and for other reasons, this suddenly made me uneasy. In short, I'm not comfortable.

"Ma Laosan brought that up again today," I said to Dashu, calming myself down a bit.

"He asked you about borrowing Xiaoxin's things?"

"Yeah…"

"What exactly did he say?"

"He said his family is pressuring him to get married, but he's almost 27, owns a house and a car, but hasn't had a girlfriend yet. He said he wants to focus on his career first, but I think he's still hung up on Xiaoxin. His family keeps pressuring him, and he says he doesn't trust finding someone outside the family, so he wants to borrow my wife to go back to his hometown for the New Year, just to appease his family and stop them from pressuring him. How much of that is true?"

"It's all true. I know all that. He's been complaining about it for a long time. So what do you want to do? Are you planning to lend her?" Da Shu replied quickly, almost without hesitation.

I sighed, my throat dry, wanting something to drink. "I think I'll say yes. Back when we were both pursuing Xiaoxin, our relationship was really strained. In the end, he was the one who took the initiative to shake hands and make up. Honestly, in terms of manners, I can't compare to him. Later, when I needed money to open my shop, regardless of whether it was because of Xiaoxin or not, he voluntarily contributed nearly 200,000 yuan in start-up capital. You could say that without him, I wouldn't be where I am today."

Everyone was silent for a moment, then he tentatively asked, "Did Xiaoxin agree?"

"She's been refusing for two weeks."

"Hehe, you guys figure it out. After all, we've been friends for so many years, so help her if you can. If it really doesn't work out, try to think of another way."

"Hmm."

This story goes back more than half a year. At that time, Xiao Ma, Da Shu, another friend, and I were having a drinking party. At first, the brothers were having a great time, but when we got a little tired and started talking about our feelings, Xiao Ma looked particularly worried. When we asked, we found out that his family was pressuring him to get married, but he didn't seem very interested in marriage. We brothers all tried to give him some advice, and in the end, Xiao Ma privately asked me to borrow my wife, Xiao Xin, to go back to his hometown for the New Year at the end of this year. We could treat her like a rented wife to fool his family from their pressure to get married, and then bring her back to discuss marriage when he met someone he liked.

I never agreed to this, but later, when Xiao Xin and I wanted to buy a house in the city, we tragically discovered that we were both from out of town and couldn't buy a house without local residency. However, Xiao Xin and I have lived in this city since college, and we've both worked here for many years and have developed some feelings for each other. We both want to have a stable home of our own in this place.

In the end, the only solution Xiaoxin and I could think of was to get a fake divorce, find someone to fake marry, buy a house, and then remarry. But this was risky. Where could we find such a trustworthy person? But Xiaoxin and I didn't want to leave the place we'd been in for so long. After thinking it over, we decided that the only way was to ask someone from our own circle. Among our social circle, the only person we could trust who wasn't married was Xiaoma.

It seemed as if things were destined to go this way. Xiaoxin and I couldn't think of any other way. Xiao Ma was honest and trustworthy over the years; his only condition was that we lend him Xiaoxin to help him cover up his family's pressure to get married at the end of the year.

"Honey," came my wife Xiaoxin's voice from the bathroom. I casually said goodbye to Da Shu, shut down the computer, composed myself, and went to the bathroom. "What's wrong?"

"Get me a bra." I realized she'd forgotten her clothes. Suddenly, a wicked thought popped into my head. I rummaged through the closet, grabbed the smallest pink bra, and swaggered to the bathroom door. A sweet fragrance wafted towards me, accompanied by warm steam. Her graceful figure was faintly visible through the glass door. She only opened the door a crack and reached out to hand me the bra.

But I teased her intentionally, going back and forth between giving and receiving, until she suddenly got impatient. "What are you doing? Give it to me!"

"Tell me what you want from me."

"Tsk." "I

won't give it to you if you don't tell me~"

"Give me—a—bra—" she said slowly, enunciating each word.

"No, this isn't a bra."

Through the fogged glass door, I could almost see her flushed face, her beautiful figure swaying slightly from side to side. "Give me...a bra." As she spoke, a pair of soft, glistening hands, covered in water droplets, reached out the door and waved at me, beckoning for a bra.

"Hmm...no, not enough."

She twisted her body a couple more times, lowering her voice to a coquettish, wanton tone like a drunken woman, "Husband~ give me the bra..."

Her soft, seductive voice instantly aroused my desire, acting like an aphrodisiac in the already humid space. Before I could hand her the bra, she flung open the glass door with a "whoosh," snatched the bra from my hand, glared at me, and snorted.

Her two full breasts, still glistening with water droplets under the light, trembled slightly with two rosy nipples, each the size of a little finger, looking somewhat wanton. I couldn't resist wrapping my arms around her slender waist, one hand squeezing her soft breast. She involuntarily went limp, turning her head to look at me with a tender, slightly aloof expression. I couldn't imagine that this near-perfect body had been held in the arms of other men more than once, her soft lips kissed, and perhaps even her most sensitive spots touched by their hands... But the thought was incredibly stimulating, and my lower body hardened. "No need to wear anything!" I shouted, carrying her into the bathroom.

Her body was still warm from the bathwater, her freshly bathed body carrying the faint scent of soap. Her smooth skin was like cream, like fine silk—an addictive touch. We kissed, her hips swaying, the warm breath from her mouth filling the air. I thrust into her, waves of warmth embracing my penis, making my legs go weak and I collapsed onto the bed.

I teased her nipples. Xiaoxin's nipples always seemed a bit larger than those of most young girls, but they were very pink, tender, and somewhat lewd. I couldn't resist biting one, and she tilted her head back in arousal.

"Xiao Ma kept staring at you at the KTV today,"

Xiaoxin said, sitting on my lower body, still enjoying the stimulation and moving around on her own, not responding to my words. I continued, "He talked to me about that again today."

Her face flushed slightly, looking troubled. "So..."

"I want to agree to his request. I want you to go back and pretend to be his girlfriend for the New Year." With that, I thrust my penis deep into her still-writhing vagina. She gasped, her breasts bouncing up and down, letting out a soft "Oh~..." sound, incredibly alluring.

"Did he talk to you again today?"

"Yeah, at the party. It's almost January now, you'd better make a decision quickly."

"Do you want me to go?"

"I think, he specifically came to us, it's definitely not innocent, he definitely wants to sleep with you."

"Then you still want me to go?" Xiaoxin blushed when I said that.

"It's exciting knowing he likes you."

Xiaoxin sounded a little vain, suppressing an indescribable joy. I continued, "How did Xiao Ma pursue you back in high school?"

"Just like you, except, a little richer than you."

"In the end, you still married me."

"He liked you, and you were more diligent."

"Such a beautiful woman, I can have her, I can do it every night, while Xiao Ma can only stare at you and masturbate while thinking about your naked body." As I said this, I started moving myself, thrusting upwards into Xiaoxin's vagina. She was clearly getting excited by what I said. "Oh... um... you're so perverted."

"Is it good?"

"..."

"I won't let you have fun if I don't tell you."

"Oh, it's good." After she finished speaking, she couldn't help but swallow, her mouth slightly grinning, and her little tongue licking her lips.

"We're in the same year as Xiao Ma, and he's already twenty-seven or twenty-eight and still hasn't had a girlfriend."

Xiaoxin listened quietly as I spoke, only twisting her waist to make my penis writhe and swirl inside her vagina. I continued, "He's definitely been thinking about you."

"Why would he be thinking about me? Aren't other women good enough?"

I felt she was being sarcastic. "Other women, in his eyes, have better figures and bigger breasts than you." She certainly wouldn't disagree with that; a barely perceptible smugness flashed across her face.

"Pretty faces aren't as pure as yours." She was still basking in her smugness. "Smelly cunts aren't as tight as yours."

"Ugh..." Hearing this, she suddenly went limp.

"Go with him. It's only for half a month; find some excitement."

"Aren't you afraid I'll run away with him?" Was she really asking that? I wasn't sure, but I also felt she was being provocative.

"Would you?"

We stared at each other for several seconds. Tears welled in her eyes. She glanced down, bit her lip, and pressed her face against mine, her eyes brimming with tears. "It's alright, honey. I know you want us to have a stable house and a home here. Anyway, we don't usually celebrate the New Year, so it's just a week or two."

I thought maybe so, but this wasn't what I wanted. You're my wife. If possible, I truly wish we could live happily like this forever, until we grow old. But… I didn't want to think about it anymore, or I'd really give myself away. Instead, I reached out and touched her face, trying to relax my expression, and smiled. "Silly girl, I'm sorry to have to put you through this." I then gently pinched her nose.

She asked me, "When are we going to look at houses?"

"We'll go look as soon as you come back from his place after the New Year. If we like it, we'll buy it."

She kissed my lips. "I love you. I won't run off with anyone."

"I love you too. You'll always be my woman."

“Yes, I’m your woman.”

I moved closer to her face, lowering my voice and trying to relax as much as possible, biting her sensitive earlobe as I spoke, “After you and your friends came out of the karaoke bar last week…” I paused for a moment, then changed my words, “After you came out of the karaoke bar, did Xiao Ma forcibly kiss you?”

Who knows if Xiao Ma forcibly kissed her or if she initiated it, but saying this should make Xiao Xin feel a lot better. She shivered, looked up, her trembling eyes flashing by, before returning to her feigned calm gaze tinged with tenderness. "Hmm..." she only murmured softly, "Husband, I..."

I interrupted her and kissed her lips. I didn't know what expression to use, so I just smiled, which looked a little stiff. "I heard it from Ah Hui. She said that Xiao Ma got a little drunk that day and while singing a love song, he pulled you aside." I carefully studied her expression. "Is that right?"

Her face was obviously shy, but whether it was because I had exposed her or because she recalled her ambiguous relationship with Xiao Ma, her eyes involuntarily looked to the side. "You, you know..."

"How did he kiss you?"

"..."

"Tell me?"

"Do you hate me now?"

"How could I? You're the woman of my life."

"Then are you jealous?"

"Why would I be jealous? He clearly forced a kiss on you."

"But... you really want to hear it."

"Hmm," I said, while taking her small hand and placing it on my bulging crotch. She understood and touched the bulge in my crotch, rubbing it around.

“He is…” she said, glancing at me out of the corner of her eye, unable to suppress a smile, “Oh, he is… he’s drunk, he grabbed me, and suddenly… he pounced on me.”

The thought of my little mouth pressed against another man’s, flesh against flesh, made me even harder. Xiaoxin seemed to sense this, her face flushing as she quickened her caresses. “How do you feel? Is it comfortable?”

She punched me lightly. “Don’t laugh at me.”

“Say yes to him, it’s only for half a month.”

“But you know he likes me, what if he does something to me?”

“What could he do to you?”

“He…” Xiaoxin choked up, realizing she couldn’t bring herself to say it. "You know what I mean."

"Tell me, I want to hear it!"

"You're so horny. If he really tries to touch me again, won't you be jealous?"

"I want to be jealous, it feels so good!"

"Pervert! If I go with him, you can't be angry."

"You have to listen to me and I won't be angry."

"You have so many demands."

"Do you like your husband's penis?"

"Yes~"

"Want to try it?"

"No, I only want my husband's."

"Guess how big Xiao Ma's penis is."

"Hmm...looking at him...hmm...his figure...it should...should be about the same size as yours." I thought to myself, "Damn, my wife really took the bait. All that demure lady act was just an act. She's still thinking about other men's penises.

" "It should feel good inside your vagina, right?" I continued.

"..." Xiao Xin was speechless, feeling both wanting and not wanting. "You don't just want him to sleep with me, do you? You cuckold bastard, don't think I don't know. You read that kind of stuff all day and even write your own novels. I'm thinking of taking you to see a psychologist."

Actually, she was right, but not entirely, and I didn't want to admit it. I changed my mind before I could finish my sentence, "Who said that?"

"Then why do you insist that I go back with him?"

"I just want you to seduce him. It's not that easy to play with my woman."

"But honey, if I go with him, you'll be stuck at home for the next two weeks... and you'll have to masturbate yourself." She was clearly teasing me on purpose. I felt excited, and thinking about what she said, it was indeed perverted. I finally won over this beauty, stripped her naked, and saw her naked body, but now I have to give her up. My wife is going back to her hometown with another man for the New Year, and I'll have to masturbate myself. This feeling is so fuck. Xiaoxin also felt my penis instantly swell.

Thinking about this, I thrust upwards again, giving her a deep thrust, feeling like I hit her G-spot, which made her gasp as if the penis had entered her chest.

“Oh~…husband…you really like hearing this, don’t you…are you excited…I see the heroines in your novels all say things like that…I thought about it, and I’m excited too…”

I breathed heavily, teased by her. “Damn it, keep going, you slut!”

“Husband…you just said that Xiao Ma is thinking about me naked and masturbating, so if I go back with him for the New Year and let him take advantage of me for half a month, then you’ll be the one at home thinking about me naked and masturbating…oh!…so good~…”

My penis got harder and harder as my wife talked, and I thrust faster and faster, the sound of our bodies slapping together was crisp and rapid, and my wife’s two big breasts swayed up and down quickly.

I breathed heavily, “Keep going! It’s fucking good!”

“I knew you were thinking this as soon as you told me, it’s so perverted…and so exciting…”

“…” I mumbled, arching my lower body and thrusting into her vagina, which was full of vaginal fluid.

"Oh... darling... you always like me to wear stockings, if I go back with him, you won't be able to touch... my... stockinged feet for the next two weeks..."

"Okay! You have to listen to me!"

"Hmm... I'll listen to you... You like... my stockings... I'll save two pairs for you..."

"Damn, that feels so good! I'm going to cum!"

"Hmm!... Cum on my... stockings, you like them the most. When I leave with him, I'll take them off and give them to you... so you can use my stockings to think about my naked body... and masturbate..."

"I'm going to cum! I'll cum inside you to plant my seed in you! So you won't run away with him!"

"Oh! Okay, cum inside me, if I get pregnant I won't run away with him!"

"What do you mean by that! You'll run away with him if you don't get pregnant?!"

"Oh~ right!" After saying that, she chuckled to herself, "Do you like it?"

Damn, she's trying to fool me again, I cursed inwardly, and thrust hard into her flower core again. She opened her small mouth wide, breathing hot air, her whole body leaning back, only my hands holding her bent waist.

"Damn it, I'm going to make you pregnant today, or you'll run off with someone else!"

"Oh... gently... gently... I'm about to run out of breath... please let me get pregnant... otherwise your wife... will be... someone else's..."

Her voice trailed off, and in this perverse and stimulating fantasy, I ejaculated deep inside her vagina.

Chapter Two

A few days later, on January 7th, Xiao Ma received my reply. As expected, he was very happy, but unexpectedly, he was so happy he could hardly stop smiling. Although he didn't say it, I had a feeling he knew that this wasn't just a simple transaction between friends. My agreement to let Xiao Xin go back to his hometown with him and pretend to be his girlfriend was, in effect, my approval of their subtle relationship. I repeatedly told him that this matter should only be known by the three of us. If it was revealed to a fourth person, no matter who that person was, I would definitely make trouble for him. He readily agreed.

A few days later, Xiao Ma and Xiao Xin packed their clothes. Xiao Ma drove to pick up Xiao Xin early in the morning, and I went with him. At the train station, Xiao Ma readily helped Xiao Xin with her luggage. Before leaving, he even strolled around the street and bought quite a few gifts, leaving himself with many bags. Xiao Xin, with her hands empty, even felt a little awkward. Some young couples nearby pointed and whispered about the three of us, making Xiao Xin blush.

Parting is inevitable, and Xiao Xin and Xiao Ma boarded the train. After dropping their luggage into their compartment, Xiao Xin leaned out of the window. I, not being tall enough, stood on tiptoe and kissed her cheek. She squinted, looking incredibly happy. The soft, warm morning sunlight gently caressed her face, like a tender touch, making the scene beautiful and evoking memories of countless reluctant farewells from years ago. She had also leaned against the windowsill, saying a few words to me before letting me kiss her cheek. It felt as if the whole world consisted only of her and me, as if all the passersby were merely there to highlight the sorrow of our parting.

Watching my beautiful wife board the train with my friend, sharing a compartment to go back to my hometown to "meet my parents"... I felt a strange mix of emotions. The train gradually moved away, and the familiar figures seemed to disappear from sight as if being pulled away. The more I thought about it, the more a burning flame raged in my chest... I was so excited.

I rushed home, bursting into the room without closing the door or drawing the curtains, rummaging through Xiaoxin's closet. I found her usual stockings and the underwear she had just taken off yesterday. I quickly unbuttoned my clothes, put the stockings on my hand, and through the thin stockings, grasped my erect penis. The soft, smooth feel of the stockings, even still carrying the scent of Xiaoxin's feet, made me almost ejaculate when I squeezed them against my glans.

I pressed Xiaoxin's little triangle panties against my face, as if her big, fleshy buttocks were sitting on my face. They still smelled slightly of urine; she'd taken them off yesterday and hadn't had time to wash them yet. The stench only fueled my lust.

"Oh!! So good! My wife went back to her hometown with my brother to meet the parents!" I shouted in my mind, as if trying to unleash all my desires. Although I knew the intention was fake, the meeting with the parents was real. "Wife! You like Xiao Ma, right? I know you like him! Xiao Ma, you have to treat my wife well!"

I screamed in my mind again and again, my hand, still covered by stockings, rapidly stroking my penis. "Wife! I'm masturbating at home with your stockings, and you've run off with another man! Oh! I feel so good!... Hurry up and get intimate with Xiao Ma..." The more I thought about it, the more perverse I became, but it only brought me more pleasure, like an addiction I couldn't stop. The empty room, reality and fantasy intertwined, indistinguishable from one another. I felt a surge of heat in my lower body, and a large gush of hot, sticky semen gushed from my testicles, splashing onto the stockings covering my penis.

I chuckled, panting, "Damn it..." Instead of removing the stockings, I used them to wipe my muddy penis clean, then held them to my nose. The erotic smell of semen was far stronger than the pungent odor of Xiaoxin's athlete's foot. I knew I was terrified of that scenario actually happening, but on the other hand, wasn't this the very reason I let Xiaoxin go with Xiaoma...?

I was so perverted. I laughed and cursed myself, then drifted off to sleep again.

I rarely went back to my hometown for Chinese New Year. Xiaoxin and I weren't fond of it; we found it too noisy and bustling. We preferred peace and quiet, fewer people, and going out for a big meal was enough. We'd maybe visit relatives, friends, or our parents briefly before heading home again. I don't know much about Xiao Ma's family, but maybe I can learn more about their situation after this trip.

It takes over ten hours by train from GK City to Xiao Ma's hometown; it's a long journey. Now it dawned on me that Xiao Ma's family is quite wealthy. Why didn't they take a plane? They didn't mention it at all and just took the train like ordinary people. I couldn't help but chuckle to myself. I simply couldn't believe he had nothing to hide.

With Xiao Xin not at home, I felt a huge sense of loss, not just from being alone. Suddenly, I had a strong urge to make love, to release my pent-up desires with my wife, but then I remembered that she had "eloped" with her best friend. But the thought of eloping made me feel a surge of heat, and I picked up the stockings Xiao Xin had worn, the ones I had just ejaculated in, and another round of masturbation was about to begin.

The next morning, I got up early and went to the photo studio. As soon as I entered the private office and turned on my computer, I saw Xiaoxin's QQ avatar flashing. It was a message from earlier that morning: "Honey, call me when you're online."

"Wife, how's the environment over there?" I texted. A few minutes later, my wife replied, "Hmm, it's alright

. His family is very nice; they didn't ask too many questions. I gave them a few perfunctory replies, and they were basically fine. It's just that I really hate taking the train." "Hehe, thank you for your hard work."

"Honey, let me tell you, that Xiao Ma, he…"

"What about him?"

"He's a bit of a pervert." My wife added a shy emoji at the end. Hearing this, I immediately perked up, sat up straight, closed the office door, and returned to my seat, eager to know what had happened.

"You're not finding out for the first time, but what did he do to you?" I asked calmly, yet with great curiosity.

"Are you really curious?" She always seemed to see right through my secrets. My little thoughts were nowhere to be hidden, and I said emphatically, "Yes! Tell me quickly."

"Tell me, tell me what you want to know about your wife and her current boyfriend."

"What current boyfriend? You dare flirt with me?"

Xiaoxin sent a playful tongue-out emoji. "Honey, I've read those novels you write. Aren't they all about the female protagonist teasing the male protagonist like this?"

"What novels? What are you talking about?"

"An explanation is just a cover-up, and a cover-up is the truth. You still want to fool me? Don't think I don't know you haven't read them. Your shop is so quiet, yet you sit in the office all day. Don't think I don't know what you're doing..."

I couldn't hide it any longer and had to admit defeat. "Okay, you little slut, I'll write for you every day from now on."

"Haha, not every day, I just glanced at it a few times after you finished reading." She continued, "Speaking of what happened earlier, Xiao Ma had feelings for me even on the train."

"He's had feelings for you for a long time." I replied, pretending to be calm.

"You... stop it."

"What exactly did he do to you?" My wife didn't reply at this point, but sent a shy emoji. After a while, she said, "He kept praising how pretty I was and how good my figure was."

"Isn't that good? Someone always appreciates you." I laughed.

"No, that was just the beginning. Later, when it got dark, he... he grabbed my hand and said my skin was good, and then he stared at me from the back of my hand upwards the whole way. I almost got goosebumps. At dinner that night, he even tried to feed me, making the couples in the same compartment feel embarrassed."

So this guy was actually quite bold. I thought to myself, has he finally figured out how to pick up girls? This world really is a place where the bold get rich and the timid starve. I asked Xiaoxin how she explained it to others, and she said, "How else can I explain it? As soon as we got on the train, everyone thought we were a couple going home for the New Year. When people looked at us, we could only smile and go along with it.

" "Honey, let's video chat. Do you have a camera on your end?"

"Yeah, right, just a moment."

A moment later, the screen lit up. Xiaoxin was wearing a black off-shoulder dress today. The V-neck revealed a glimpse of her cleavage. Her fair skin contrasted beautifully with the dark dress. The dress was made of a very soft material, clinging tightly to my wife's skin. I remembered that I bought it for her last Valentine's Day. "You're so hot, with such a long cleavage. No wonder Xiao Ma was touching you like that."

"Hey, watch your manners, I'm in someone else's house."

"Are you wearing stockings? Stand up so I can see."

Xiao Xin pouted at me, then looked around, got up, moved her chair, and took a few steps back. Her beautiful thighs immediately appeared on the screen. She looked like she was wearing light-colored pantyhose. The stockings were very thin, and under the hem of her dress, I could vaguely see the thicker part of the stockings at the buttocks, which was very alluring.

"So sexy, I'm afraid no one in the world can compare to her." I joked.

My wife blushed and sat back down at the computer desk. "I hate how you flatter me."

"Are you in Xiao Ma's room right now?"

"Yes."

"There's no one around. Take your clothes off."

Xiao Xin looked surprised, clenched her fists in front of her chest, and twisted her body from side to side. "What do you want to do?"

"What do you think I want to do?" My words were full of lewdness.

Her face flushed, and she glanced back. The door was ajar, and she could see people walking around outside in the breeze. She turned back. "No, there are people outside."

"That's what makes it exciting. I just want to see your breasts." I had no choice but to bargain.

She looked back again, a hint of anticipation on her face. She said no, but her body was restless. She moved closer to the camera, her high breasts facing it directly.

"Take your breasts out." Seeing her insincere words, I pressed my advantage. She actually did it, pulling down her neckline with one hand, exposing a large expanse of her snow-white breasts to the air. With the other hand, she gently pulled out one of her breasts. She wasn't wearing a bra, and her full, pink breasts were exposed.

I was so excited watching that I unconsciously loosened my belt. She stared intently at the screen, watching her left hand move below her, her rosy cheeks flushed with a mixture of nervousness and excitement. "Honey, are you using your hand?"

I didn't answer directly, but instead pointed the camera at my own penis that I was masturbating. When she saw my penis on the other end of the screen, she gasped and looked back, trying her best to turn her back to the door. She was excited at the thought that someone might come in at any moment, and she started to rub her nipples, which were about the size of her little finger, with her two fingers.

Just then, a middle-aged woman's voice came through the microphone, "Xiaoxin, what are you doing? Come over and eat some pomelo."

She was startled and quickly tucked her exposed breasts into her clothes. She swallowed, glanced back, and replied, "Oh, I'm... chatting with a friend. I'll come over later." She turned back to turn off the camera and whispered, "I'm not going to talk nonsense with you anymore. I still have to deal with his family."

"I haven't ejaculated yet... I'm so frustrated."

She chuckled and pointed at the camera with her slender finger, "Let's do it another day. We'll talk about it tonight."

Before she knew it, evening had arrived. Xiaoxin usually prepared all the food and clothes for her, and it felt a little strange without her around. She quickly cooked some noodles for dinner, ate her fill, took a shower, and went to bed to rest.

Last night I had a very lewd and strange dream. In the dream, my wife, Xiaoxin, was hugging a man. She was clearly pregnant, with a large belly. She was dressed very sexily, wearing transparent garter belts and semi-transparent black stockings, and black high-heeled sandals. The man was completely naked, and his penis was very thick and large. I didn't recognize him, but I was sure it wasn't Xiaoma. Xiaoxin was sucking and licking the man's dark, thick penis.

She turned to me with a grin and said, "Ayun, am I slutty?" She then winked at me, and her large, bare breasts jiggled like jelly with her movements.

I nodded at her, and Xiaoxin said, "Want to have sex with me?" I nodded again. She continued, "No, we're divorced now. You can only watch me masturbate. This is compensation for you, take it and masturbate." As she spoke, my wife threw me a pair of pantyhose, which were covered in dried semen, making them feel hard to the touch.

My wife turned to the man and said, "Honey, I want to eat your big cock." Without hesitation, I put the stockings over my penis and started masturbating, watching my wife give the stranger oral sex while I masturbated. But less than half a minute later, I ejaculated on the stockings. It wasn't

until my hands were sticky that I realized I was awake. I had unconsciously masturbated in my dream. Sitting on the edge of the bed, I shuddered, a cold sweat breaking out on my back. Thinking back to that dream, even in my dreams I could unconsciously masturbate, which made me both excited and a little scared. But thankfully, the man in the dream wasn't Xiao Ma. If I ever dreamed of Xiao Ma's face in this kind of scenario, I probably would immediately cut off the connection between Xiao Ma and Xiao Xin. Although I'm not superstitious, I'd rather believe in ghosts and spirits than not.

Perhaps it was just because reality had partially fulfilled my fantasies. This kind of scenario is something I always imagine when I'm feeling down. It's clearly one reason I agreed to let Xiaoxin go with Xiaoma. But what else? There's another, more realistic and important reason I didn't mention to Xiaoma, a reason even Xiaoxin doesn't know. What exactly made Xiaoxin agree to this deal…? Maybe it wasn't just for this little thrill. But fantasies are fantasies, and reality is reality. Thinking about it, I comforted myself, telling myself not to dwell on it. I had more important things that required Xiaoma's long-term help.

Two nights later, Xiaoxin finally came online. I was about to go to bed when her QQ message jolted me awake.

"Honey, were you having fun with Xiaoma these past few days?"

"Yeah, it was alright. The weather there is nice, unlike where we are where it's cold."

"Are you in Xiaoma's room now? "

"Yes."

"Where is he?"

"He stayed at a relative's house tonight, so I'm the only one in his room now~" I realized how provocative she was, and I was instantly aroused. "Honey, turn on the video!"

A moment later, the screen lit up, but the other end was somewhat dark. The camera, being a camera, lacked sufficient light output, making the image appear somewhat dim and out of focus. It took a while to settle down. I looked closely and saw my wife, Xiaoxin, wearing a black, semi-transparent, strapless nightgown. Her pink nipples were partially hidden beneath the fabric. She stuck her tongue out at the camera and deliberately licked her lips.

I thought: So sexy! "Have you been sleeping in Xiaoma's room these past two days?"

She nodded. I suddenly felt very uncomfortable, and my expression hardened. She seemed to sense something and quickly defended herself, "Hey, don't overthink it. I've been sleeping on the bed while he sleeps on the floor these past two days."

"Really? I thought you, you little slut, had slept with someone so quickly."

"Pfft, I'm not that easily attracted to him."

"Then have you been wearing this nightgown these past two nights?" Actually, I thought it was impossible, but I asked anyway.

"How could that be? I only wore it today..." As she spoke, she turned her head away and glanced at me with her sideways eyes. She looked incredibly wanton, and I couldn't help but curse her as a slut in my heart!

"Why are you dressed so sexy today?"

"I missed you~" Her words were so seductive they made my blood boil. Actually, I hadn't been with a woman for days, just masturbating with my wife's worn stockings and underwear. I was horny, but I didn't want to look like a coward in front of my wife, so I cleared my throat, pretending to be calm. "What did you miss about your husband?"

"You're so annoying."

"Did you miss your husband's big cock?"

She blushed, bit her lip, and looked like she was going all out, deliberately teasing me. "Yes, I missed your big cock, husband. Come and fuck me." As she spoke, she pouted slightly and blew me a kiss at the camera. "Pfft~"

"You slut! Wait till you get back, I'll fuck you to death!" I said, unbuckling my belt. I could see her full breasts hidden in the semi-transparent black gauze, vaguely visible, her two pink nipples hard to see clearly. I wanted to release my pent-up desire but couldn't touch her. I wanted to feast my eyes but couldn't be satisfied.

"No, I want it now."

"Then use your hand!"

She looked at me in astonishment, clearly wanting it but feeling embarrassed. Seeing her hesitation, I took the lead, stood up in front of the camera, took off my pants, and pointed the camera at my already erect penis. I peeled off the skin and started stroking it back and forth. Xiao Xin, watching from the other end, blushed to the roots of her ears. I shouted, "Slut!

Didn't you want it? Put your legs on the table!"

Xiao Xin obediently did as she was told on the other end of the camera, leaning back and putting her two beautiful legs, clad in flesh-colored stockings, on the computer desk in front of her. Although the lighting was dim, I could still catch a glimpse of the thick tuft of pubic hair between her legs, slightly messy and forming an inverted triangle on her mons pubis. The drops of vaginal fluid flowing from her vagina glistened on the camera, attracting a lot of attention.

She couldn't help herself and started touching herself, masturbating in front of the camera while watching me masturbate. My blood was boiling; this would never happen at home.

"Is it good?" I asked her breathlessly.

"Mmm...so good..."

"Didn't he take advantage of you at Xiao Ma's hometown these past two days?" "Yes..." "Tell me." "He stared at me all day, it felt so awkward..." "He wanted to sleep with you!" "He definitely did." "He probably never imagined that his goddess, whom he longed for, was

now

wearing

a

transparent

nightgown

and stockings, spreading her legs and

masturbating in front of a man!" I deliberately used such explicit and vulgar language, making Xiao Xin feel weak in the knees. She tilted her head back and softly said, "Oh..." Her hand involuntarily went to her breasts and began to knead them.

"You seem so innocent usually, but when you're in heat, you're a vixen-like slut." I continued to humiliate my wife, Xiao Xin.

Unexpectedly, she became fierce, "Yes, I am a slut, and you still want to marry a slut like me? Come on, fuck your little slut, or your little slut will find someone else..."

What? Find someone else? "Wait for me! When you come back, I'll fuck you to heaven!"

"I can't wait any longer, husband, I want it now!" she moaned, one finger actually digging into her vagina, and with a gurgling sound, her vaginal fluid gushed out. Her buttocks contracted, and her slightly exposed anus also contracted and expanded, and glistening vaginal fluid flowed out again and again from between her two thick labia.

"If you can't take it anymore, go find Xiao Ma and let him fuck you to relieve your heat."

"No, I'd feel so bad for you."

"It's okay, your husband agrees!"

"But... um..."

"Just pretend, you were saying you were going to find someone, and now you're pretending again."

"Who told you to... I just wanted to annoy you..."

"What's that next to you?"

"Xiao... Xiao Ma's picture."

"Take his picture and put it between your legs."

"Ugh... what if I get it dirty..." Although she was worried about this, she still tremblingly reached out and took Xiao Ma's picture from the frame, slowly placing it between her legs. She lowered her head, looking at Xiao Ma's smile in the picture, which was directly facing her wide-open, lewd vulva. A few pubic hairs, sticking to the hot, wet vaginal fluid, poked into the picture. She swallowed and gave me a silly, uneasy smile.

"Imagine, Xiao Ma is squatting right in front of you, his face only millimeters away from your cunt."

Xiao Xin thought about it in the direction I suggested, and unconsciously moved the photo of Xiao Ma even closer to her vulva, her head always lowered, looking at the photo, her chest heaving as she breathed heavily. Suddenly, she closed her eyes, tilted her head back, and swallowed.

"He thinks about your naked body every day, and today he finally sees what your cunt looks like."

"Hmm... beautiful...?" I was overjoyed. Xiao Xin followed my train of thought and continued to imagine, now she was actually in the moment, actually imagining Xiao Ma between her legs.

"Yes, yes, beautiful, beautiful, Xiao Ma finally saw the genitals of his goddess."

"..." She was quiet, panting.

"Xiao Ma has been watching you since high school. Back then, he would often stare at your short skirts, imagining what your butt looked like from the silhouette of the skirt swaying..."

"Ugh... pervert..." She turned and looked at the camera with some fear, shouting slightly louder, "Is it true?!"

"Of course it is. Sometimes when you go up the stairs, he's downstairs, secretly bending down to try and see what your cunt looks like under your underwear."

"Ah!... Now you see it, are you satisfied?" I clearly saw a stream of liquid gushing out from Xiao Xin's vagina, shooting onto Xiao Ma's photo between her legs, and she even cried out, biting her fingers tightly.

"He said you're usually so innocent, but he never expected your cunt to smell so horny and strong when you're aroused."

"...Don't tell him nonsense..."

"Xiao Ma stuck out his tongue and licked your clitoris." I indulged in my fantasies, and Xiao Xin, following my fantasies, reached out and touched her clitoris, rubbing the sensitive little pimple left and right, up and down with her fingers.

"Then he put his tongue into your vagina." Following my imagination, Xiaoxin pried open her labia, which were sticky with vaginal fluid, and inserted her fingers into her vagina with a soft "plop.

" "Oh... Xiao Ma actually licked the genitals of the goddess he'd always dreamed of!"

"You're so annoying! You should be satisfied!"

"Did Xiao Ma lick you well?"

"Yes, so good, deeper... mmm~..."

"Tell your husband if Xiao Ma's tongue licked you well?"

"No... my husband will hate me." Saying this, she looked up at me on the other side of the camera.

“It’s okay, your husband just loves hearing you slutty.”

She licked her lips, feigning coquettishness, “Oh…husband, don’t hate me, Xiao Ma…Xiao Ma’s tongue feels so good…”

“Do you like Xiao Ma licking your pussy?”

“You’re so filthy…”

“I’m asking you if you like it.”

“Yes, I like it, mmm!…”

“Tell Xiao Ma you like him licking your pussy.”

“Xiao…Xiao Ma…I like you…licking me…”

“Say licking your pussy!”

“Lick…lick…no, it’s dirty.”

“Tell me, what is your pussy for?”

Xiao Xin rolled her eyes at me, smacked her lips, and still said, “To give birth.”

“Good! To give birth, the vagina you’ll use to give birth to is now being penetrated by your husband’s friend’s tongue. I wonder if the baby will have his scent when it’s born!”

“Oh no! It definitely will…husband!…”

“Xiao Ma is so happy! Not only did he see it, but he also licked the cunt of the goddess he considers sacred and untouchable, and even left saliva in your vagina so that your future child will be covered in his genes when born.”

"Ugh!...Stop talking! I'm coming...I'm going to lose it!..." Xiaoxin bit her finger, her eyes tightly closed, her brows furrowed, her whole body tense and on edge. Her fingers moved rapidly in and out of her vagina, the squelching sounds echoing in Xiaoma's room. I wonder what he would think if he knew one day that his dream goddess was masturbating in his room.

Chapter 3

I rarely go back to my hometown for the New Year. Xiaoxin and I don't really like it; we find it too noisy and bustling. We prefer a quieter place with fewer people, maybe a big meal out, and that's it. At most, we'll visit relatives, friends, and parents before going home again. I don't know much about Xiaoma's family; maybe I can learn more about their situation after this trip.

Time passed slowly, yet also seemed to fly by. In the blink of an eye, it was February. Xiaoxin had been back in Xiaoma's hometown for almost a month, and during that time, they would occasionally go on QQ and send me text messages to update me.

In early February, I took the opportunity to ask Xiaoxin, "Xiao Ma didn't do anything to you?" Xiaoxin replied with a shy winking emoji and said, "He's much more of a gentleman than you think."

We were silent for a moment, then Xiaoxin spoke again, "Ayun."

"What?"

"Are you testing me?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Really, the more I think about it, the more scared I get. I feel like you're setting me up."

I felt embarrassed by being wronged, and I had some things I couldn't say, so I didn't know how to reply.

"I was worried you wouldn't believe me. When Xiao Ma pulled me into the corner that day, I was so scared, I didn't even have time to react. I was worried that if you found out, it would hurt our relationship, and I would hate him. I'm so afraid of losing you, my husband, and him as a friend..."

Across the distance, I seemed to hear her heart pounding. Tears welled up in her rapidly beating heart, and for a moment, I felt a pang of pity for her.

"Honey, turn on the voice call, I want to hear your voice." All I could hear on the other end of the line was a slightly hoarse female voice, making her sound somewhat haggard, which immediately broke my heart. I couldn't bear to refuse and turned on the call.

"Silly child, I only said that Xiao Ma helped me so much when I was in my most difficult time, and besides, he promised to help us buy a house, so I couldn't refuse him. I was worried about you, so please don't blame me."

She sniffled. "I know even if you don't say it, that day..."

I didn't care what she was going to say next. At times like this, I just instinctively felt that women need security and care. "Wife, do you remember what I told you at our wedding?"

"You mean..."

"When we got married in college, we didn't have much money. I said I would give you a lavish wedding, with a big diamond ring. I'm waiting for you to come back." I couldn't hear the voice on the other end of the line clearly anymore, but once again, across thousands of miles, I could feel the undisguised joy on her face and the breath in her nose.

A while later, on February 9th, just before the Lunar New Year, Xiaoxin sent me a text message to update me on her and Xiaoma's situation. She also sent several photos: a group photo of Xiaoma, my wife Xiaoxin, and his family, and a few more photos of them setting off fireworks. At the very end, one photo in particular stirred my emotions. Although it was nighttime, the sky was brightly lit, not with neon lights, but with fireworks filling the air. Xiaoma and Xiaoxin were cheek to cheek, surrounded by a dense crowd of people. Many people, judging from the previous photos, were Xiao Ma's family. But what excited me the most was that Xiao Ma and Xiao Xin were not only cheek to cheek, but they were also laughing and joking. Xiao Ma even pouted and kissed Xiao Xin on the cheek...

The next day, I was extremely excited and wanted to ask Xiao Xin for an explanation, but I thought that this might make her feel that I was unhappy, or that it would be like I was interrogating her. After thinking it over, I had no choice but to hold back for the time being. Two days later, Xiao Xin finally found some time to go online. I chatted with her for a few minutes, and after some subtle hints, we finally got to the photos that Xiao Ma had sent me.

After much questioning, it turned out that the photo of Xiao Ma kissing Xiao Xin on the cheek was simply taken on Chinese New Year's Day. Xiao Xin, Xiao Ma, and their families were setting off fireworks, and in the midst of the fun, a group of children in Xiao Ma's family started egging them on, insisting that Xiao Ma and Xiao Xin, the "couple," show some affection. The two of them were extremely embarrassed, but considering that Xiao Xin was now Xiao Ma's girlfriend, it would seem too fake if they couldn't even share a kiss, and it might also leave a bad impression on Xiao Ma's family. In the end, they reluctantly let Xiao Ma kiss them on the cheek, and then they pretended to take a selfie.

"Honey, are you jealous?" Xiao Xin teased playfully.

"Eating, it's so enjoyable."

"Tch, you jealous bastard, I knew you were filthy inside."

"Tch, in the end you still married a filthy person like me."

"Tch, you got off easy, you're just like those male protagonists in your own novels."

"What do you mean?"

"Honey... I feel like if I really did something with Xiao Ma, would you be as happy as you are in your novels? I always feel like you wrote it on purpose for me to see, or something like that." Maybe

so, to be honest, I don't care, but I can't think of a good way to tell my wife what I'm thinking. So it's like writing a wish or a mood essay, writing and stopping, finishing and then leaving it somewhere without paying attention. "I didn't write it on purpose for you to see, I wrote it as a mood essay." But then I thought for a moment and asked her, "Do you really want to do 'that' with Xiao Ma?"

"Tch, getting my hands on me isn't that easy. I'm not like the heroine you imagine, so easily swayed."

Around February 12th, Xiao Ma texted me saying he was worried his family would find out if things went on too long. He and Xiao Xin had really been putting on this act, so he declined his family's requests to stay and planned to take Xiao Xin back by train the next day.

I waited on the platform. The train arrived right on time at 4 pm. Two familiar figures appeared not far away. I waved, and Xiao Xin threw her luggage to Xiao Ma and ran towards me.

As soon as she reached me, she rushed into my arms, hugging my waist, rubbing against me for a moment before looking up at me. I patted the back of her head and said, "Tired?"

"Hehe..." She chuckled and shook her head. "It was alright. His house was fun, lots of kids, so lively."

"Don't you dislike crowds?" I pressed.

"I don't know, but I feel like it would be fun with lots of kids."

A mischievous thought crossed my mind, and I gently hugged her back, whispering in her ear, "You like kids, so let's go back and be kids, okay?" Xiao Xin blushed, gently pushed me away, looked up at me with her head down, then looked away, asking with a half-smile, "You really want a child?"

"If you like, we'll have one."

She thought for a moment, then turned away, laughing and muttering, "Alright, you're so frivolous."

Xiao Ma, panting, dragged a bunch of suitcases up from behind. I went over to help him carry them and started chatting with him. I said, "Xiao Ma, what do you think of Xiao Xin?" He raised his eyebrows and gave a thumbs up, "Absolutely fantastic! Not just my parents, but even my nephews adore Xiao Xin." Hearing this, I felt happy but also a little uncomfortable, because that's my wife, not Xiao Ma's real girlfriend.

But then, feeling both pleased and a little perverse, I continued, "How did you introduce Xiaoxin to your family?" Xiao

Ma thought for a moment, scratching the back of his head. "Well, I just said, 'Hey, Xiaoxin is my girlfriend. We've been dating for a while, so I'm bringing her home to meet my family.'" He glanced at me furtively, but I pretended not to notice and nodded. He continued, "I plan to leave it at that. My family seems quite happy. If they ask later, I'll say we're doing well. If it goes on for a while, I'll say we broke up. What do you think, Second Brother?"

"I think that's a great idea. So when do you plan to... ah?"

Xiao Ma jumped, quickly replying, "Of course, of course! I remember about buying a house, Second Brother. Just let me know when you've found one."

After this incident with Xiaoxin, half a year passed peacefully. Although Xiaoxin and I ultimately decided to postpone having children, our lives became even more fulfilling. Sometimes at night, after I'd put Xiaoxin to bed, I'd teasingly ask her what had happened during the month or so that she and Xiaoma had gone back to their hometown, and what Xiaoma had done to her.

But the answers were usually quite disappointing. Although Xiaoma was handsome, he was too honest. He clearly liked Xiaoxin, but because she was now my wife, he didn't dare to do anything too much. He wanted to sleep with her but didn't dare, liked her but was too shy. He was even more of a gentleman than I had imagined. According to Xiaoxin, she had basically stayed at Xiaoma's house for that month or so, but sometimes he would take her to visit relatives, and sometimes they would stay overnight at a relative's house.

I asked her what Xiao Ma's family home was like. She said that Xiao Ma's old house was very big, built by his siblings together for the elderly couple. It had two floors and could accommodate quite a few people, but with all the aunts and uncles going back for the New Year, it was a bit crowded, so… She stopped abruptly, and I pressed her several times before she lowered her voice and said in a sweet, coquettish tone, “So, she and Xiao Ma are assigned to sleep in the same room every day.”

Although I already knew this, I still felt a pang of jealousy when she brought it up. She seemed to read my mind. “Jealous again?” she teased, tapping my nose with one finger. “Didn’t I tell you before? It’s just that I can’t sleep in the same room as him. He sleeps on the floor, and I sleep on the bed alone.” She then playfully stuck out her tongue.

Then I casually asked her what Xiao Ma's family was like. She said they were quite nice, and there were many people in them. Every time Xiao Ma took her out to visit relatives, almost everyone in his family would ask if she had a girlfriend or a boyfriend, or if they could introduce her to someone. Xiao Ma hesitated and then introduced Xiao Xin to his family.

Finally, I asked Xiao Ma's family how they treated Xiao Xin. To my surprise, Xiao Xin patted her chest and said very proudly, "How could your wife not be lovable? They treat me so well."

I thought life would continue peacefully like this. After Xiao Xin went home, I immediately went with her to look at houses, thinking that when we found the right one, I would have her and Xiao Ma have a fake marriage to buy the house. However, it was a big decision and couldn't be made so quickly. But in early June of the following year, Xiao Ma sent another message. This time, it wasn't anything difficult. He said in the text message that he had just finished a business deal for his father and was on a long vacation of more than a month. To thank Xiao Xin and me for helping him so much at the beginning of the year, and also to celebrate our new house purchase in advance, he decided to take us to the beach in June or July. As soon as

this news reached Xiao Xin's ears, it immediately caused a stir. I think she was definitely going to be excited. I don't usually take her out much, just around our neighborhood. Besides, Xiao Xin, like other women, longs for the vast and beautiful ocean, blue sky, and clear water. Or maybe she was thinking of an excuse to wear less clothing and show off her figure...

But whatever the reason, it seemed she was determined to go. She had helped Xiao Ma so much, and women, being such petty creatures, would definitely seek a reward. Anyway, she's definitely going. As for me, although I also want to go to the beach and play in the water—I've been cooped up at home for too long—I'm starting to wonder: is Xiao Ma really inviting me too? Or is he just trying to get Xiao Xin to go but doesn't want to leave me out? The

more I think about it, the more confused I become. Maybe Xiao Ma just wants Xiao Xin to go, and for him, if I go along, I'll just be a third wheel. At the beginning of the year, we speculated that Xiao Ma was using Xiao Xin as an excuse to test us, to see if we could accept him. Now, will he actually do something to Xiao Xin? I glanced at Xiao Xin beside me; she was still immersed in the excitement of going on a trip.

I turned on my phone to reply to Xiao Ma. I asked him, "What? I thought you guys were going to places like Qingdao in the South China Sea. You're actually going abroad?"

He readily agreed, it seemed his dad had given him a lot of money this time. "There are too many people in China, and it's not clean. A month is not as good as going abroad. It's just that the budget might be a bit tight. I can cover the airfare

, food, and accommodation, but I don't have that kind of ability for other miscellaneous expenses. Second Brother, you'll have to prepare for it yourself." Actually, I also wanted to go, but I wanted to tease him a bit. "Go to Hawaii? It's quite far, and you have to go through the trouble of getting visas and stuff. You guys go ahead and have fun." He immediately interrupted me and replied, "Second Brother, what are you saying? I wanted to take you and Xiao Xin with me. She helped me so much at the beginning of the year, and you deserve half the credit."

I declined a few more times, but Xiao Ma still insisted that Xiao Xin and I go together. I declined three times, but Xiao Ma invited me three times.

I was completely at a loss. I had thought Xiao Ma would happily agree; it would be a perfect opportunity for him. If I went, wouldn't I just be a third wheel? I laughed at him inwardly. Was this guy really that cowardly? A grown man so timid and hesitant. If I were Xiao Xin, I probably wouldn't have fallen for a guy who was only good-looking on the outside. Finally, I glanced at the cheerful Xiao Xin behind me and decided... well, I'll go.

Before our trip abroad, Xiaoxin and I spent a considerable amount of time preparing. Every few days, Xiaoxin would drag me out to buy skincare products, swimsuits, and other things, especially swimsuits. We still had several sets at home that hadn't been worn for years, and now we were going out to buy more, by the bagful.

She said her old swimsuits were from her university days and some were too small for her, so she had to buy new ones. And since we were going abroad, she figured she'd be staying for a while, so buying extra was definitely a good idea. I didn't want to tease her about gaining weight or anything like that, or I'd get in trouble. Later I realized that buying extra was the right thing to do, just not because of the need for extra clothes. I followed her around, watching her pick out swimsuits in the stores, even pulling me into a private changing room to help her choose, and then twirling around in front of me in her swimsuit.

Xiaoxin isn't exceptionally beautiful; she's really just average-looking. But what's captivating is her clear, clean, and vibrant positive energy. Her neat, updo, revealing her forehead and neck, and her attire all exude the elegance of a well-bred young lady. She was like that back in school. She's also incredibly fair-skinned, and as they say, fair skin hides a hundred flaws. After we got married, her body, nourished by my care, has become more and more beautiful every day, and now her breasts have grown to a substantial E-cup.

Of course, there's something else that nobody else knows: Xiaoxin can really make a lot of noise in bed. I secretly asked a few of my buddies, and their wives aren't very vocal in bed; the whole process is almost completely silent except for the actual sex. But Xiaoxin can be incredibly sexually interested, chatting and joking around with me while we're having sex—that's truly rare.

A month later, Xiao Ma picked up Xiao Xin and me in his car and took us to the airport. The moment we stepped off the plane, an incredibly fresh breeze rushed towards us, a gentle, cool breeze caressed our bodies, and the turquoise waters created a refreshing feeling that was incomparable to anything found in Chinese cities. Although the sun was blazing overhead, and it was June, the weather should have been quite hot, but the breeze from the sea seemed to always come from the depths of the ocean.

The fine sand on the beach shone like gold under the sunlight, almost dazzling. There seemed to be quite a few people, and just as I was about to ask the driver, he drove us around in circles several times before finally settling into a hotel. This hotel looked to be dozens of stories high, but it was backlit and U-shaped. I won't bother translating the hotel name with my limited English, but Xiao Ma insisted that it was one of the best hotels in the area, and that although the backlit view might not seem like much, it was a completely different world inside.

We took the elevator upstairs. My room was 205, and Xiao Ma's was next door, 206. Xiao Xin and I shared a couple's room, and Xiao Ma was right next to us. I don't know if he did it on purpose—whether he wanted to sleep close to Xiao Xin and me, or if he had ulterior motives—but he also booked a couple's room for himself, right next to ours.

Pulling back the curtains, blinding sunlight streamed in through the floor-to-ceiling windows. It was midday, and the sunlight was so intense I could barely open my eyes. Just as Xiao Ma had said, this hotel faced the shade but backed onto the sea. Although the other end of the corridor was somewhat dark, this side of the window offered a panoramic view of the ocean, sunshine, and coconut trees. This contrast of light and shadow was quite pleasant. We were on the 10th floor. Although it wasn't a very high floor, the steep location made it feel quite high. Looking down, we could even see a row of beautiful women in bikinis on the beach.

Xiao Ma said we planned to stay longer this time because of budget constraints; otherwise, if we were only staying for a few days, we could have stayed on an even higher floor with an even better view. Xiao Xin, unable to contain her excitement, plopped down on the soft bed, bouncing around a couple of times and almost leaping out

the window. I grabbed her, "Is it really necessary to be like this..." She looked disdainful, "You never take me out to play, and this place is so beautiful, I'm going down to play later! To play in the water on the beach!"

"Going down later? You just got off the plane, don't you want to rest first?" I was genuinely feeling a bit tired and wanted to sleep for a while, or at least take a nap, but Xiao Xin was in high spirits. Maybe she was just bored out of her mind. I suddenly had an idea and casually said, "How about I ask Xiao Ma to come down with you? I'm really sleepy, I want to take a nap first and then come down to find you guys?"

Xiao Xin pouted, stared at me for several seconds, and finally got up to adjust her swimsuit. "Okay, you can come down later when you wake up. I'm going down by myself first." Watching her go downstairs, I couldn't help but curse myself a couple of times. Damn it, I really am sending my wife to my friends, and even actively creating an environment for them.

I was worried about Xiaoxin going downstairs alone, so I went to the next room and called Xiaoma. He grabbed his swim trunks and followed her downstairs. But I wasn't lying when I said I was sleepy; I was genuinely tired. Without thinking, I collapsed onto the bed and started snoring away.

When I woke up, it was already afternoon, but the sun hadn't set yet. I checked my watch; it was past 5 pm. I'd slept for about four hours. Xiaoxin wasn't in her room. I got up and knocked on Xiaoma's door next door, but no one answered. I wondered where they'd gone. I was about to call Xiaoxin when I realized she didn't have her phone, but Xiaoma answered immediately.

Xiaoma said he'd taken Xiaoxin for a walk around the area at noon. This place was less crowded because it was almost the furthest from the airport, but he'd deliberately chosen it because it was quieter and the natural environment was more comfortable. Later I learned that he actually chose such a secluded place to avoid crowds and give himself more opportunities to do things he had always dared to think about but never dared to do.

He said he and Xiaoxin had circled around and were now downstairs. I drew back the curtains and looked down. There weren't many people, and I spotted them almost immediately. The big tree seemed to be waving in my direction. I replied on my phone that I saw them.

As for Xiaoxin, she was lying on a beach chair, wearing sunglasses, her two long, slender, white legs moving up and down, appearing even whiter in the sunlight. She was wearing a one-piece white swimsuit, the kind that only showed her arms and legs, like a leotard. Xiaoxin grabbed the phone and asked me, "Honey, you're awake! Come down and play!"

"Wait, I need to take a shower. I'm covered in dust, like I just crawled out of a grave." "

Tch, you might as well wait until the place is empty before you come." Then she hung up.

I didn't pay much attention to her, but I didn't expect that her calling me down earlier had a ulterior motive. I just didn't want to say much and wanted to take a shower first. When I came out, I saw that they were still in the same place, but doing something strange.

Xiao Xin was still wearing her white one-piece swimsuit and was still lying on the beach chair. You couldn't see her breasts because she was lying on the beach chair, but you could see her large E-cup breasts squeezed open from both sides of her body. Her body was shapely and well-proportioned. Now she was lying flat on the beach chair, and the way she stretched her body made her stand out among the group of blonde women on the beach. Xiao Ma was wearing a tight black swim trunk with his arms exposed. His muscles were not big, but they were very taut. They were a bit dark, or more accurately, yellowish. They were shiny and oily, and you could tell that he had applied oil. Compared to foreigners, he had less body hair, which was a bit less appealing, but in China, this would still be considered quite high standard. He was a bit of a coward, his muscles tense and he couldn't relax, truly like a virgin who had never been with a woman, wasting all his muscles.

Xiao Ma knelt next to Xiao Xin, half of his muscular arm bare. Xiao Xin was still lying face down. Xiao Ma poured some strange liquid onto his hand, rubbed it, and looked down at his beautiful wife Xiao Xin lying in front of him. He seemed a little dazed and stood there for several seconds without moving. Xiao Xin turned her face to him and said something. Xiao Ma suddenly came back to his senses, but Xiao Xin's head movement made her big, fleshy buttocks, encased in her one-piece swimsuit, jiggle from side to side, causing a wave of flesh, like jelly, making Xiao Ma's eyes unable to leave her lower body.

Xiao Ma poured a little more liquid, rubbed it a couple of times, bent down, and applied it to Xiao Xin's bare back... It turned out he was applying sunscreen to my wife...

My heart jumped into my throat. I was Xiao Xin's first and last boyfriend. Apart from her father, grandfather, and uncle, no man had ever touched her. And now Xiao Xin was actually letting a man who had once pursued her apply sunscreen to her, letting a man who had once pursued her, who probably fantasized about her all day, touch her skin with his hands...

What was Xiao Ma thinking when his hands touched Xiao Xin's back? Was he nervous? He first circled the back of Xiao Xin's neck with his hands, then slowly and gracefully pushed them to her shoulders, grasping her shoulders and arms and stroking them up and down. He did this several times. Xiao Xin turned her head and pouted at him. Xiao

Ma didn't dare to make any big moves. He smiled at Xiao Xin, and you could tell he was a little nervous. Although it wasn't anything particularly unusual, the feeling of having his wife's admirer, his former rival, touching his beloved wife's body so intimately was still incredibly exciting. Xiao Xin's skin was as smooth as egg white, and touching it felt like touching a child's. Xiao Ma must have been incredibly excited as he touched her smooth back. For so many years, this woman had always been someone he could only look at but not touch, someone he could only admire from afar. Today, he finally had the chance to touch the goddess of his dreams. What an exciting feeling that must have been!

The last time I finally managed to kiss Xiaoxin was when he was drunk and forced me. This time, everyone was sober, and Xiaoxin was willing!

While spying on them from upstairs, I suddenly felt my penis getting harder and harder. I knew I was excited, excited to see my rival applying oil to his wife. Seeing Xiaoxin enjoying herself on the beach chair, Xiao Ma became bolder. He grabbed one of Xiaoxin's pink arms, poured oil on it, and then, like a man masturbating, he gripped her slender arm and stroked it up and down.

When Xiao Ma was about to wipe Xiaoxin's legs, my heart pounded. What excited me, yet also frightened me, made Xiao Ma incredibly nervous. I pressed closer to the French windows, carefully observing their every move. Xiao Ma poured some sunscreen on his hand, seemingly talking to Xiaoxin, bending slightly. Xiaoxin laughed twice, swaying her legs up and down. Xiao Ma nodded, slowly reaching his hand towards the back of Xiaoxin's reclining thighs.

Did Xiaoxin really let him touch her? Xiao Ma's large hands, covered in sunscreen, gently pressed against Xiao Xin's plump thighs and back. Even from a distance of several floors, I could almost feel the stimulation that her alluring flesh brought to my hands. Xiao Ma gave a light pinch, and seeing Xiao Xin tilt her head back, he became bolder and began to knead her thighs with both hands. She enjoyed it and relaxed her whole body, letting Xiao Ma's hands roam over her thighs, kneading the inside of her rounded thighs.

Xiao Ma then proceeded to meticulously massage Xiao Xin's feet, moving from her thighs down to her calves. He then gently lifted Xiao Xin's little feet and poured sunscreen onto her soft, white soles, rubbing it back and forth. This amused Xiao Xin, who turned around and playfully scolded him. The scene, though not lewd, was nonetheless suggestive. Back then, Xiao Ma and I both pursued this beauty. If Xiao Xin had chosen Xiao Ma back then, would I be the one yearning for her now? Would Xiao Ma be the one enjoying her soft, white body? And now, even me applying sunscreen to Xiao Xin feels like a luxury.

Then Xiaoxin turned over and sat on the beach chair, raising her arms and legs, giggling as Xiaoma rubbed her all over. I didn't go downstairs immediately, but instead rummaged through Xiaoxin's suitcase and found the underwear she had worn yesterday. I put it on my penis and masturbated, shouting in my mind and letting out soft moans, "Oh! Xiaoma! Isn't my wife's body beautiful! You like her, don't you! Hurry up and take this opportunity to caress her body properly! Isn't that the woman's body you've been longing for?! She's right in front of you now! She's right in your hands now."

Only after I ejaculated countless amounts of semen in my perverse desire, covering Xiaoxin's underwear, did I finally go downstairs satisfied. By

then, it was almost dark. The originally dazzling sun had become fiery, large and red, gradually setting in the west, with a few bluish clouds obscuring its face. The three of us, led by Xiao Ma, ate at a nearby seaside restaurant. The small restaurant in this unusual place had its own unique charm; the thatched roofs were furnished with wooden tables and chairs, exuding a strong sense of wilderness. It

was already past 8 pm when we got back to the hotel. I had taken a nap at noon and wasn't sleepy at all. Bored, I lay on the sofa watching TV. After a while, I thought Xiao Xin had gone to take a shower, but unexpectedly, she suddenly rushed out of the bathroom and pounced on me on the bed, staring at me with a flushed face. I was confused at first, but then I saw she was holding her underwear from yesterday, still stained with semen.

She remained silent, staring at me. So, I took the initiative, flipping her over and pinning her to the bed. Only then did she casually utter, "You rascal... I was wondering why you didn't come downstairs this afternoon. So you were hiding upstairs doing this?"

Her words made me blush a little, but then I thought, we're an old married couple, why worry about such things? So, I forced a smile and started flirting with her. "No, I was going to take a shower, but then I suddenly got aroused and just played around with it."

Before I could finish speaking, Xiaoxin's hand touched my crotch. Her soft little hand kneading my genitals through my pants felt incredibly strange, and I instantly got hard again. She glanced at it and said, "Why are you so excited and hard again?"

I leaned down, kissing her ear as I said, "You little slut! You're just pretending to know the answer!"

"Pretending to know what?"

"Stop pretending! This afternoon, when I came out of the shower, I saw you and Xiao Ma getting intimate together from upstairs, didn't I?!"

Xiao Xin's face immediately turned red after I said that so bluntly. "No... we were just... applying sunscreen." Although she said that, she couldn't hide the urge to laugh.

"You little slut, you've been seeing other men behind your husband's back?"

"Yeah, don't think I don't know. Last time you insisted I go back to my hometown with Xiao Ma, you just wanted me to get some excitement for you, right?... You always get so excited talking about these things, you even write them down. Look, you're hard again."

"I don't want to anymore."

"You're so domineering."

"Tell me, what did you two do outside this afternoon?"

Knowing she couldn't deny it but was too embarrassed to tell me directly, I saw her fidgeting and bit her sensitive earlobe, kissing and breathing on it. She immediately got excited too, breathing softly and moaning as she told me what had happened...

After going downstairs at noon, Xiao Ma followed. She said she knew I had called Xiao Ma down to be her bodyguard, so she had him follow her to the beach. They first went to the changing room to change into their swimsuits. Xiao Xin just gave me a flirty wink and swayed her body from side to side. I asked her what was wrong. "What? Getting horny again?" She shook her head and said that after she came out of her swimsuit, Xiao Ma stared at her for about ten seconds. Xiao Xin had to push him to bring him back to his senses.

I said, "Xiao Xin, you're just being vain." She said she was vain, but it was true. Later, the two of them went into the sea together for a while. While in the water, Xiao Ma actually became inappropriate with her. Then, under the guise of protecting her, he followed her closely. Sometimes, when a big wave came and Xiao Xin lost her footing, Xiao Ma would take the opportunity to hug her from behind.

I laughed to myself, "Isn't Xiao Ma a coward? How come he's got the guts now?" Xiaoxin said, "He's really a coward. He never does it openly, always sneaking around. I especially dislike that about him; he's too cowardly."

I was feeling smug when I asked her how it felt. Xiaoxin said her mind went blank when she was swept into the waves, but after regaining her balance, she realized that Xiaoma had helped her up. Then he stood behind her, one hand on her waist and the other on her chest… He lingered for several seconds, hugging her from behind, as if reluctant to let go.

I eagerly asked Xiaoxin, "And then? You just let Xiaoma hug you like that?" I think my face must have been beaming with excitement. Xiaoxin was incredibly shy seeing my expression. She said it was quite embarrassing; Xiaoma was pressed tightly against her back, his left hand below her abdomen, almost touching her navel, and his right hand on her top rib. I said, "That's clearly below her breasts!"

Xiao Xin, annoyed and embarrassed by my blatant words, shouted, "Can't you be a little more polite?" I asked her what happened next, and she said that Xiao Ma, seeing that she didn't resist, became bolder. After letting go of her, he actually took Xiao Xin's hand and offered to help her. I asked Xiao Xin if she would let him hold her hand, and after a few seconds of eye contact, she bluntly saw through my intentions, "I know, do you like it?" I didn't dare answer.

Xiao Xin continued, saying that they played at the beach afterwards, letting Xiao Ma hold her hand and walk in the water when there were no waves, and sometimes letting him carry her from behind while swimming. I felt incredibly jealous, but Xiao Xin didn't notice and continued talking to herself. Later, the two of them came ashore and wanted me to come with them, but I said I wanted to take a shower first.

Xiaoxin said she was a little sulky with me at the time, stuck her tongue out at her phone and then ignored me. Later, what I saw upstairs after I came out of the shower was this: Xiaoxin said the sun was too strong, and Xiaoma took the opportunity to egg her on to apply sunscreen together. Xiaoma hurriedly applied sunscreen all over his body first, while Xiaoxin was resting on a beach chair waiting for Xiaoma to finish. Then, Xiaoxin got a little excited and whispered to me, "But after Xiaoma finished applying sunscreen, he leaned close to my ear and said he wanted to help me apply it."

I asked her, "You just let him?" Xiaoxin didn't directly answer . Instead of answering my question, she pulled me down onto the bed, her face close to mine, and asked me in return, "I just wanted to tease you and make you jealous, but you were really excited, weren't you? That's why you used my underwear this afternoon... my underwear..."

My breathing quickened, and I unconsciously swallowed, feeling my mouth dry. She had hit the nail on the head, and I couldn't hide my nod. She smiled slightly, "I knew it, that's why I agreed to him. Besides, I didn't go too far. I only let him wipe my hands, legs, and back..." She seemed more and more guilty as she spoke.

"I got so excited when I saw him touching your body and rubbing oil on you, I just wanted to grab your underwear and have sex with you," I said shamelessly.

Her breathing quickened noticeably, and she swallowed hard. "I know, I feel the same way... My heart races when I'm in contact with men other than my husband... It seems what you wrote in your novels isn't entirely untrue."

My breathing became even more rapid, my heart pounding, and I asked Xiaoxin with lustful eyes, "Do you know that Xiao Ma still likes you?"

"I know! Oh... that's why he's been trying to get close to me!" Xiaoxin became increasingly aroused as she spoke.

"You just agreed to let him touch you like that!"

"Because I know you like him!"

"You like him too, right?"

"Yes!" Although we had discussed this before, hearing my wife's feelings for her former rival still made me dizzy every time I heard it, a kind of hallucination where my blood rushed to my head. "Do you like making me jealous? Hmm? Don't you? Tell me, haha, don't run away." She laughed playfully, clearly teasing me, so I simply changed the subject.

"Did it feel good when he touched you?" I continued to ask Xiaoxin. Xiaoxin said that Xiaoma's hands seemed to have magic. Although they were the hands of a big, strong man, they felt so gentle yet firm when they touched her arm. It was a feeling of strength with gentleness. Plus, with the effect of the slippery sunscreen, it felt quite comfortable to have his hands on her arm.

Later, Xiaoxin became a little intoxicated and closed her eyes, lying on the beach chair to enjoy herself. After Xiaoma finished drying her arm, he naturally shifted his attention to her lower body. I interrupted Xiaoxin's recollection and asked her, "You know Xiaoma likes you, he'd be ecstatic if you let him touch you."

My words were slightly ambiguous, almost like I was flattering Xiaoxin, which pleased her greatly. She laughed and said, "Of course! When you were pursuing me, he was incredibly attentive. After I married you, he was quite disappointed. Now that I've let him touch my body, how could he not be happy?"

"How did he touch you?" I deliberately changed "rubbed with oil" to "touched," a difference of only two words but with vastly different meanings. What excited me even more was that Xiaoxin followed my train of thought, describing how Xiaoma touched her. She said that later, Xiaoma's hand tentatively touched the back of her thigh. At first, Xiaoxin said she got goosebumps, but as Xiaoma's gentle caresses became more and more comfortable, she let him continue.

So Xiaoma became bolder, rubbing oil on his hands and caressing the front, back, and inner sides of Xiaoxin's plump, fleshy thighs, until finally, he had played with her entire leg, including her little feet. I noticed that when Xiaoxin said this, she changed "touched" to "played," which excited me greatly. I even touched her thigh myself, imagining the wonderful feeling of Xiaoma caressing her beautiful legs that afternoon.

Xiaoxin continued, saying that later Xiaoma's touch felt more and more comfortable. The cool, slippery sunscreen oil felt incredibly refreshing on her skin, and the oily sensation of flesh against flesh almost made her intoxicated. She just closed her eyes and lay on the beach chair. Xiaoma wasn't still either; while applying the oil to her thighs, he would intentionally or unintentionally rub two fingers against her buttocks, occasionally "accidentally" poking Xiaoxin's plump buttocks covered by her one-piece swimsuit.

"And then?" I continued to ask. Xiaoxin said that afterward, she saw that Xiaoma had enjoyed himself enough, so she said, "Okay, that's enough." But when she got up, Xiaoma still couldn't bear to wipe himself on her back one more time. As he got up, his hand "naturally" slid down Xiaoxin's back to her pert and fleshy buttocks, and then slid down for several seconds before finally sliding down. What made my nose bleed even more was that Xiaoxin just let him do it. I cursed, "You little slut! You know that person is my love rival and you're still so wanton!"

But Xiaoxin was uncontrollable once she got aroused, and she hugged me and said lewdly, "Oh! Yes! I am a slut! Your little slut got touched by your former love rival!" The beauty in front of me made me suddenly furious, and I quickly stripped off her clothes and thrust into her wet and hot little hole.

“Yes, your rival touched my body… You’re angry, aren’t you? Go harder… Hurry up and make me feel good, oh!… No… Hmm!… Ugh…”

“That’s fucking exciting! Tomorrow when we go out, you’ll let Xiao Ma touch you again! You hear me!”

“Ugh… No… Once is enough, I’d feel so bad for you…”

“You bitch, you want to act virtuous? I’ll let him touch you! Tell me! Do you want Xiao Ma to touch you?”

“Ugh, yes, I really want to.”

“Where do you want him to touch you?”

“Touch… touch my ass, touch my breasts…”

“You have to say breasts!”

“Yes, touch my breasts, touch your wife’s breasts!” Xiao Xin became more and more excited as she spoke, pinching her own breast with one hand, closing her eyes as if imagining Xiao Ma kneading her breasts.

I originally just wanted to humiliate her, but seeing how passionate she was made me feel like I was humiliating her instead. I fell for her trick and ended up feeling incredibly jealous. "Fine, Xiao Ma doesn't want to touch you tomorrow! You'll have to rely on me to have your fun."

But then Xiao Xin opened her eyes and pouted at me, saying, "No way! If he won't touch me, I'll beg him to touch me!"

What the hell?! Is this for real? My jealousy spiked by 90 percent, almost to the point of exploding. I cursed fiercely, "Damn it! Go beg him, beg him to touch you!" As I cursed, I rapidly increased the speed of my thrusts, my fingers gripping Xiao Xin's waist so tightly they almost dug in. Xiao Xin's body swayed rapidly up and down as she endured my thrusts, moaning and groaning, unable to speak.

"Quickly, quickly, beg Little Ma to touch you!"

"Oh...you...slow...ah, ah...Little Ma...touch me...right...oh oh...otherwise my husband will fuck me to death...hmm~. You can touch me anywhere...Guangyun said you always imagine my naked body...now you can not only look, but also touch...touch...hmm..."

With my last burst of strength, I felt countless offspring surging into a warm and lewd flesh hole.

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