She seduced her husband

My best friend Juan, who was actually a former colleague, and we seemed to get along well on the surface, was the kind of person who loved to show off, which annoyed many of my friends on social media. She was pretty and slim, but her biggest flaw was her small bust. Her husband, Cheng, seemed like the type to be a womanizer. He owned a company, was wealthy, and often went on business trips for seven or eight days at a time. Although we didn't have any concrete evidence, we all secretly suspected he was having an affair.

This was quickly confirmed. At a performance event, Cheng happened to be at the same table as me at dinner. He deliberately sat next to me, trying to get close to me, and we even added each other on WeChat. Then he kept sending me flirtatious messages, saying he'd had a crush on me for a long time. Perhaps seeking excitement, I half-heartedly flirted with him, neither rejecting nor overly enthusiastic. I didn't tell Juan or any of my other friends about this.

Last month, I needed to go out of town for some personal business and posted in our group chat asking if anyone could share a ride. Juan told me that if I went a day early, her husband was going too, and there would only be the driver and her husband in the car, so she could give me a ride. I happily agreed.

It was raining the day we went. When we got in the car, I was sitting alone in the back while Cheng sat in the front passenger seat. After we filled up at a gas station, Cheng casually got into the back and sat with me. He kept touching me the whole way, groping my thighs and talking about sensitive topics, which made me feel awkward. Several times I clearly felt the driver laughing.

After we got back, Cheng's conversations became even more explicit. One day last week, while I was at work, Cheng called to ask if I was free to meet up. I checked the time and it was almost 11 pm. Since work had been relatively quiet lately, I agreed to meet him in the afternoon. So, I went home at noon, changed into a sexy outfit, put on light makeup, and made up an excuse to leave. Cheng arrived at work at 2 pm sharp to pick me up. True to his reputation as a seasoned womanizer, after seeing me get in the car, he smiled slightly and asked directly,

"Are we going to a hotel or a 'X-spot'?" The "X-spot" is a well-known hookup spot in our area; at night, there are men and women everywhere having sex in cars, setting up tents, or even just spreading out blankets. I said, "Aren't we going for tea?" He said, "The afternoon is precious, of course we should do what we love. Why can't we drink tea sometime?" I laughed and said, "You're too direct." Thinking about running into acquaintances at the hotel, we ended up going to the scenic area instead. It was in the middle of nowhere, and there were very few people there during the day; apart from a few cars, we hardly saw any pedestrians. Cheng drove to a secluded spot by some bushes, and after a passionate kiss, he lowered the back seat—it was practically a huge bed, complete with blankets! Just then, my phone rang. Cheng asked who it was, and I said it was probably work, but when I looked at my phone, I panicked. It was my husband calling. I quickly made a "shh" gesture, got out of the car, and answered the phone. My husband asked if I could leave work early so we could go to the supermarket to buy some groceries. I couldn't think of a reason, so I casually said I was out with a colleague. My husband was puzzled and asked what I was doing, and why I had changed my clothes and left them on the bed at noon. I was incredibly nervous and quickly pretended it was a colleague's private matter. My mind raced, trying to come up with an explanation for the clothes incident. Then, a sudden inspiration struck me, and I switched to a normal tone, saying I was accompanying a colleague on a blind date. As the matchmaker, I felt it wouldn't be appropriate to dress too casually, so I changed at noon. The two of them met at a teahouse, and I couldn't speak while I was there, so I came out now. This explanation dispelled my husband's suspicions. Coincidentally, he was unusually talkative that day, asking all sorts of questions, saying he wanted to go to the teahouse that evening for a romantic evening. I just feigned surprise and responded in a sweet, coquettish voice. Just then, Cheng, whether unable to hold back or deliberately teasing me, hugged me from behind and touched my breasts through my shirt. I tried to pull away but couldn't, so I let him do as he pleased. Seeing that I didn't resist, Cheng went further, slipping his hand under my skirt, making me very uncomfortable. Fortunately, my husband finished talking by then. By the time I hung up the phone, Cheng had already ripped off half of my clothes and skirt. Cheng pulled me into the car and closed the door. During sex, he kept praising my figure, his hands constantly gripping my breasts. I jokingly asked if he was just craving bigger breasts because his wife had small ones.

After we finished, I checked the time and it was already past 4 PM. I quickly got dressed, combed my hair, and had Cheng take me back to my workplace. Cheng insisted on taking my underwear as a souvenir. I told him my husband was already suspicious, and if my underwear disappeared when we got home, he'd go crazy.

A friend picked me up to go out for dinner. I'll stop here for now; I'll add more details later. Sorry!

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