The wife sold her body for the sake of the house.

Several years ago, my wife and I worked at a company preparing for its final housing reform and allocation. Although I
was already a senior intellectual, there were many people in my unit with similar circumstances.
Some much older than me and still lived in apartments of less than 30 square meters.

Therefore, this round of housing reform allocation was particularly competitive.

However, I knew very well that under normal allocation methods, we had no chance of getting a new apartment,
let alone one larger than 120 square meters.

One evening, my wife told me to talk to the company leaders and offer some gifts. But I
knew perfectly well that it was too late to offer gifts now. Everyone else had already done their work.

I felt powerless to help my wife.

Two days later, my wife asked if I had spoken to the leaders. I didn't answer. My wife got angry and called me
a useless piece of trash. Later, at bedtime, my wife said she wanted to talk to the leaders herself. But
she was worried about potential problems. My wife was only 32 years old that year. She was the most beautiful woman in her workplace, tall with
fair skin. While not exactly stunningly beautiful, she exuded a captivating femininity.

I thought to myself, even if my wife approached the boss, it might not work out, since everything was basically decided internally, and there was no point
in trying .

So, that night passed.

The next evening, when my wife came home from work, I noticed she seemed quite excited.
Her face flushed when she saw me, and I didn't think much of it, assuming she wasn't feeling well. I asked her with concern if she
was sick. But my wife said, "Give me a break!"

That night, lying in bed, my wife leaned against me and said, "She went to see the boss today." I
didn't think much of it at first, thinking, "It's pointless. There are so many intellectuals in our workplace, how could she possibly get a place?"

But my wife slowly added, "The boss was very polite to her and said that before the assignments were finalized, everyone
theoretically still had a chance to get a new 120-square-meter apartment.

" Hearing this, I felt there was still hope. I told my wife to talk to her boss again, that we should give him whatever
gifts we needed; nothing was more important than a house in the city center.

But my wife didn't say anything.

A sudden feeling of unease washed over me. Was something...?

Just as I was wondering, my wife whispered in my arms, "The boss is actually a womanizer."

Hearing this, my heart sank. I quickly asked, "He didn't do anything to you today, did he?"

My wife remained silent. This confirmed my suspicions.

I abruptly sat up, turned on the light, and looked at my wife, saying, "Tell me, he didn't do anything to you today
?"

My wife looked at my fierce expression, her eyes welling up with tears.

Oh no! I thought to myself, my wife must have been assaulted.

After a long while, I calmly said to my wife, "Can you tell me everything that happened today? I
won't blame you.

" My wife looked up at me, and after a long pause, she said, "After I tell you, you really can't be angry. I did
all this for our house."

I looked into my wife's tearful eyes and nodded.

Then, my wife leaned against me again and slowly recounted what had happened at noon.

This noon, I went to my boss's office to talk to him about housing. When I entered, the office was empty.
Just as I was about to turn away, I heard his voice coming from the boss's rest room inside, asking who was
outside .

I said it was me, and he let me in.

When I went in, he was looking at his computer at the desk inside. He asked what I wanted. I said it was about housing
. He said the basic plan for housing had been finalized; young people like us wouldn't be allocated new
housing, but older houses that weren't big enough could be considered.

I asked him if he could help us. At this point, he looked up at me for a long time, making me
feel embarrassed . After a while, he didn't say anything and left. Later, I learned he went to close the door.

Hearing this, I felt a little nervous. I quickly asked my wife what happened next. My wife glanced at me and
continued: When he came back in, he put his hand on my shoulder and said, "There's always a way;
there's always hope for things that haven't been decided yet." Because it was summer, I was only wearing a few clothes, so I stood
up . At this moment, the leader calmly sat on the bed by the table and said to me, "There are many people who need housing,
and they are all older than you. Although your husband has a senior professional title, his total score is definitely not as high as others.

Therefore, it seems that the chances of getting a large apartment in the city center this time are not very high."

Hearing this from the leader, my heart sank. Perhaps I was about to cry, when the leader
reached out and pulled me to sit beside him.

After hearing this, I became somewhat nervous. My wife glanced at me and continued, "After he pulled me over,
I immediately burst into tears. He comforted me, saying, 'Don't worry, don't worry, he'll think of another way.'

Hearing this, I felt there was still hope, so I grabbed his hand and said, 'You must help us, this
is the last time!'

Suddenly, I felt him hug me tightly, his lips pressed against my face. I quickly said, 'No
, no!'

But I still couldn't stop his hands. He immediately touched my breasts, and his hand
went inside me. I tensed up instantly. But he said, 'It's okay, the outer room is already locked.

' And then what happened?" I hurriedly asked, "

And then?" My wife continued, "Then, in just a short while, he touched me all over, and...
and he even put his hand inside me."

My wife lowered her head shyly.

At this point, I was so angry I wanted to kill him immediately. My wife looked at my expression and said, "This is
the last time we'll divide the house. I've already made a sacrifice. If you don't want me to do this,
I don't care what you want to do."

After hearing my wife's words, although I was still angry, I calmed down a lot. I continued to ask my wife, "
That's it?"

My wife looked at me and said, "He didn't completely undress me. I know what he wanted to do, but I
'm not used to doing things like

this. But he wouldn't let me go, and in the end, he took out his own thing." My wife glanced at me again and continued, "He said he wouldn't force me the first time, but I had to make him feel good." So...
Guided by his hand, I grasped his penis.

My wife hesitated for a moment, then said, "Later...later he put it in my mouth, and only
let me go after he ejaculated."

I asked, "Did he ejaculate in your mouth?"

My wife nodded shyly.

"That's it?" I continued to ask.

My wife said, "When I left, he said that if I really wanted the house, I had to make some sacrifices." I knew
what he meant by sacrifices.

That night, I didn't blame my wife anymore, because it was all because of my incompetence as a husband that my wife had to make
such a big sacrifice. That night, I just made love to my wife properly, and she experienced
an orgasm that was rare for her, seemingly several times in a row.

The next day, after sobering up, I didn't mention what happened last night, because I knew that reason told me that bringing it up again
wouldn't solve anything.

So, out of respect for my wife, I didn't discuss the house with her for half a month. I
was worried that my wife would be sensitive. Until I received the news that the allocation of the house would be decided within two days.

That noon, right after lunch, my wife came to my office, saying that her boss wanted her to come over. I
knew perfectly well what was going on, but I still pretended to be calm and said to my wife, "Go ahead, maybe it's a good thing."

My wife looked at me with confusion; I knew she was hesitant, but I thought to myself, "She's already been touched by the boss
, what's the big deal?" I told her to go.

Just as she turned around, I patted her shoulder and said, "I won't blame you for this."

My wife lowered her head and walked out.

Watching her retreating figure, a sudden pang of pain shot through my heart.

For the entire afternoon, my wife didn't call me. I tried calling her cell phone, but it was off
.

It wasn't until almost 10 p.m. that I heard my wife open the door. Her mother must have seen her tired
expression and thought she was exhausted from work, so she offered her something to eat. But my wife ignored her mother and went straight back to our
room.

I looked at my wife; she seemed like a completely different person. After changing her clothes, she told me, "We've got the apartment; we'll pick up the keys the day after tomorrow. It's one of

the best apartments in the company ." After saying that, no matter what I said, she ignored me and went to sleep. I lay beside my wife, knowing full well what we had gained and lost , unable to sleep myself. Until midnight. I watched my wife toss and turn, knowing she wasn't asleep either. Then, in the early hours of the morning, my wife suddenly asked me: "Ask whatever you want!" I was silent for a long time before softly asking: "Where did you go this afternoon?" My wife was silent for a long time before saying: "I went out with him this afternoon, and we had dinner together tonight." " Where?" I continued. " At the hotel," my wife calmly replied. I knew that if I asked any more questions, I might hurt my wife even more. But unexpectedly, my wife suddenly turned on the light and said to me, "Don't you want to know more?" I was incredibly moved at this point, hugging my wife and bursting into tears. In the midst of this emotion, we both cried . When I opened my wife's pajamas, I suddenly noticed obvious marks around her nipples. Upon closer inspection, I saw many similar marks all over her body. By then, I already knew what had happened to my wife that short afternoon . Later, after we made love in our excitement, my wife murmured to me everything that had happened from that afternoon until that evening. It turned out that after my wife went to his office that afternoon, he made an excuse that he had something to do and asked her to accompany him to the city. Once there, he found out that she and he went directly to a hotel. After checking into the hotel, my wife initially knew what he wanted, but she couldn't say anything. When they were in the room, he first made my wife take off all her clothes, saying he hadn't seen clearly the other day and promised she would only look. But after she was undressed, he asked her to accompany him to take a shower. At first, my wife refused, saying it would be like last time when she had to perform oral sex on him. He said it wasn't that easy, so he threatened her with sex. My wife had no choice but to go to the bathroom with him. In the bathroom, my wife said that she wasn't washing for the leader, but rather the leader was washing her. Many of the marks on her body were from when he bit her in the bathroom. Afterwards, he immediately penetrated his wife on the bed. His wife said he lasted a long time without stopping, and she felt numbness in her genitals. She didn't even as she had lost all sensation. Then, they both fell asleep. When they woke up, it was already dark. So they made love again on the bed. His wife said she was more cooperative this time, constantly stimulating his penis with her hand. He ejaculated shortly after. After getting up, they ate something at the restaurant. Just the two of them, and the meal cost over 3,000 yuan for just a few dishes. After dinner, his wife suggested taking a shower. She regretted it as she talked about it. Because of the shower , he had fucked her again, and she was torn inside. She said it was probably from his hand. Because the third time they showered in the bathroom, he couldn't get an erection, so he used his hand to vigorously stimulate his wife's genitals. My wife said she was in so much pain that she used her mouth to make his penis hard again so he could ejaculate quickly. After he penetrated her, she also used her hand to hold the remaining fluid outside to increase his pleasure. Fortunately, he responded immediately and ejaculated again like an animal. My wife said that when he ejaculated the third time, it was really just a little bit of semen leaking out; he probably used up all his semen that afternoon. My wife also said that his penis was actually very small and short, and it didn't even go inside. When he took my wife home, it was already past ten o'clock. As we parted, he said he would never bother my wife again and that he was very sorry. My wife showed me the note he had written, requesting separate rooms. She was afraid he would renege on his promise, so she made him write it. Looking at my beloved wife, I was speechless with heartache.

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