The seven-year itch

x Off the beaten path.
Excitement and thrill,
desire and mystery. 　　Adding a unique feeling
to mundane life . 　　For couples, is seven truly a taboo number? 　　Twenty-seven-year-old Xiang Yuyu asks herself. 　　Hmm… it's really hard to say. Judging from the tragic ending of Prince Charles and Princess Diana, 　　marriage between a prince and a princess doesn't necessarily guarantee a long and happy life together; and superficial sweetness doesn't necessarily equate to 　　forever. 　　The daily grind of work and the monotony of life become tedious. When a couple's feelings stagnate and 　　their values begin to diverge, even if they appear to be a perfect couple to outsiders, they 　　may already be estranged, sleeping in the same bed but dreaming different dreams. In this situation, it 　　's already remarkable that they didn't turn against each other and fight; betraying one's spouse for someone else is even less surprising. 　　However, none of this mattered to her! 　　Seven years of marriage! The depth of her feelings for her beloved husband had only grown stronger, their values remained 　　aligned, and their life was incredibly rich. Every sweet memory was enough to make her smile from ear to ear. 　　She woke up every morning feeling like it was a brand new day. She believed that no woman in the world 　　could be happier than her! 　　But she just couldn't resist the urge to try something new, to experience the taste of an affair. However, she swore it 　　wasn't premeditated; it was a spur-of-the-moment decision, or perhaps a sudden impulse. 　　The story goes that her beloved husband was transferred to Taipei by the head office. Since their marriage, 　　she had never been separated from him for more than half a month at a time. Without hesitation, she resigned from her previous job, left the children with her in- 　　laws, and resolutely followed her husband to the new location. Leveraging her extensive work experience, she easily secured 　　the position of Executive Secretary to the General Manager of the Taipei branch of the American Landau Group. 　　On her very first day, when she saw all the female employees in the company staring intently at 　　General Manager Lester, who had also just transferred to the branch office, panting and drooling, a treacherous thought suddenly surfaced in her mind 　　. 　　Having an affair with him would certainly be wonderful! 　　Of course, she only thought about it; she absolutely did not intend to fall in love with someone else or abandon her husband! But when she 　　stood in line with all the female employees to welcome that outstanding man who stood out from the crowd, she couldn't help 　　but recall the thrill she felt when she first saw her husband, and the four months of unrequited love that followed—that 　　irrepressible excitement, thrill, longing, hesitation, and uncertainty! All the bittersweet emotions were contained within that small space! It was 　　both painful and captivating. 　　Yes, perhaps she was too happy, so happy that she had forgotten what excitement, thrill, or longing felt like 　　. Hmm… even happiness, if it becomes too stable and formulaic, might turn into 　　unchanging dullness. And if "dullness" is unfortunately added to a marriage, 　　it's probably not far from game over! 　　So, at that moment, a strange desire surged within her, a yearning to be devoured and overwhelmed by sin. Though it lasted only a fleeting instant, it was enough to make her heart race. A bizarre sense of excitement 　　quietly took root in 　　her chest . 　　Perhaps, to rediscover a long-forgotten sense of novelty and vitality, she should consider 　　playing a thrilling game! After all, a smart person knows when to stop, doesn't they? 　　Lester. Calderley, 32 years old, of mixed Chinese and American descent, is the third son of the president of the Randall Group. He has black hair and green 　　eyes, stands 6 feet 4 inches tall, and weighs 164 pounds. He holds a PhD in Business Administration and Master's degrees in Law and Economics from Harvard University. He is fluent in 　　six languages: Chinese, American, Japanese, German, Spanish, and French. His interests include racing, rowing, fencing, martial arts, rugby 　　, and heavy metal bands. In college, he also participated in the guitar club, drama club, and news agency… He has been married for seven years 　　and has six-year-old twins. 　　While he is quite easygoing at home, he naturally becomes stern and even ruthless when it comes to work 　　. He drinks heavily when he's in a bad mood, however…! He'd control himself 　　and try to drink less at work, but if you really angered him, he might just kill you! 　　"What the hell are you doing? Not working during work hours and just lounging around like an idiot!" the 　　man with emerald green eyes roared, his deep, handsome features filled with murderous intent. 　　"I'm working myself to death inside and nobody's helping me. Don't you want to quit?" 　　The man's authority was undeniable, but Qianqian stood up nonchalantly to face the 　　man who was practically going crazy with work. 　　She was very tall! Walking on the street, many men were shorter than her, but the man in front of her, true to his Western 　　heritage, was almost a head taller than her. The perfectly tailored three-piece suit accentuated his noble 　　and elegant demeanor; even without speaking, his innate imposing presence was enough to silence everyone. 　　"General Manager, didn't you see?" she asked, waving the calendar. "I'm swamped too! 　　Don't think this is just a few words to write..." Slowly setting down the calendar, she glanced sideways at the man before her 　　. 　　"You said you'd see this person yesterday, and today you say you won't; last hour you said 　　you'd answer that person's call, and now that it's time to answer, you've changed your mind. Do you think arranging a schedule for someone as fickle as you is an 　　easy task? Besides..." She tapped the walkie-talkie with her pen. 　　"Don't you know what this thing is called? It's a walkie-talkie, 　　used to connect two people in different spaces. If you really need us, wouldn't you use this to call us? You 　　can even use it to yell at someone. Although it doesn't have the same imposing effect as yelling at someone face-to-face, it's still quite effective! 　　Why bother your driver to come out and shout in person?" 　　"You…" Lester gritted his teeth, unable to find a single word to refute him. "You 　　got this position with your sharp tongue?" 　　"Hmm…" Qianqian hesitated for a moment, feigning surprise. "Maybe so!"

Lester narrowed his green eyes. "If you have time to listen to all my nagging, I don't think you can really be
that busy!"
Qianqian blinked her big, innocent eyes. "Then what do you think I should do to convince you that my salary isn't just for
show?"
Lester stared at her for a moment, then suddenly turned and walked back to his office. At the door, he paused slightly
.
"Starting tomorrow, you'll move your desk to my office. I'll personally verify that
the salary the company pays you won't become a charitable donation."
Another exhausting night.
I forced my eyes open all the way home. After parking the car, I realized my wife's car wasn't back yet. Suddenly,
all my strength seemed to drain away.
I really didn't want to go back to that dark house alone!
I slumped over the steering wheel, sighing for ages, and gave myself a thousand pep talks before finally managing
to force myself to abandon my plan to take a nap in the car. Then, like an ox pulling a cart, I shoved my weary body out of the car
, listlessly locked the door, and dragged myself towards the garden villa on the right side of the alley.
That's where my parents, who have immigrated to Canada, left it! They planned to use it for their annual vacations or visits to relatives and friends
. Now it was a good opportunity for them to stay. I planned to send my mom two thousand-dollar bills every year as
rent; since they're family, a little something should be enough, right?
But then again… No wonder Tianhai Group's headquarters specifically sent me to take over the position of general manager. Just like the
retired former general manager, the entire branch company was practically at the level of being corrupt and decadent enough to retire and collect a pension
. This was naturally due to the former general manager's "great achievements." If the former general manager hadn't been
a decades-long friend of the current president, the president probably wouldn't have tolerated it until after his retirement before sending someone to reorganize it!
However! The person who took over is truly astonishing. The current operating status of the auditing company alone is already jaw-dropping
, not to mention that the company's internal problems are enough to cause three companies to go bankrupt simultaneously.
It's a miracle that this branch company, riddled with problems, has managed to survive until now!
In short, as a newly appointed general manager, my first day was a dazzling debut, a spectacle for all to admire
. From the very next day onward, I entered the office every day with a furrowed brow, followed by a chaotic, exhausting
grind, spending every minute and second in a state of utter confusion. Even after work, I had to work overtime until I was completely worn out, finally
staggering off like a defeated rooster.
So, at 10:38:06 PM, I finally managed to weakly open the front door, walk through the long-
abandoned courtyard, and step into the pitch-black room! I turned on the main light with my eyes closed!
Then, I lazily opened my eyes again.
Perhaps the cleaning staff had come; the brightly lit house looked much neater and cleaner, but
quite a few unopened boxes were still piled up by the study door and in the corner of the living room.
Most of the boxes hidden in the corner of the living room had a large "芊" (qian) drawn on them with a marker.
Good heavens! I've been cleaning for over ten days, and there are still some stragglers hiding there! I
sighed and went straight into the bedroom, kicked off my shoes, stripped off my clothes, grabbed a towel, and rushed into the bathroom to
shower.
If I didn't shower now, I wouldn't be able to later!
Fifteen minutes later! As soon as I stepped out of the bathroom, I saw my dear wife—Xiang Yuyu—lying on the bed,
seemingly on her deathbed.
Looks like…! The woman on the bed, barely clinging to life, wasn't much better off than me. We both had new jobs,
both had our minds utterly exhausted, both required saintly patience, and both were being tested in spirit and stamina. However
, it was obvious she was having a harder time! Although I was a manager, my workload
was far heavier than hers—a mere cog in the machine—yet no one could boss me around.
"Get up! Get up! I've already prepared your bath. Go take a shower before you come back to sleep!" I quickly went over
and forcefully woke her. This girl, she hadn't even taken off her shoes!
Qianqian mumbled something, rolled over, and tried to slip away and go back to sleep.
"Okay, it's fine if you don't shower. Maybe the smell will be a bit wild when we make love later
." The person sprawled on the bed didn't react much for a moment. About five minutes later
, Qianqian suddenly sat up like a zombie. "Okay, okay! Shower first, then
!"
Her nerves seemed a fraction of a second... no! Several hundred beats slower.
She grumbled as she stood up, but! She only took half a step before freezing in place again.
After a while, still not feeling any movement from her, I turned around in surprise and immediately
chuckled.
She had actually fallen asleep standing up!
Shaking my head helplessly, I had no choice but to get up and help her undress.
This girl has been getting increasingly clingy lately.
After rocking a couple of times, Qianqian simply rested her head on my shoulder and continued snoring.
I supported her with one hand and continued struggling with the other. "Honestly, she's in her twenties! Still like a child
!"
I muttered to myself, but Qianqian continued to sleep soundly, rocking back and forth, until I finally managed to
strip her completely naked. Then I started to think that not showering wasn't so bad.
Her skin has always been wonderful, to an enviable degree, fair and delicate like porcelain. Not only
does it never tan, but it also never needs any skincare. Twenty-seven years haven't left
a single mark on her. Most importantly...
she's beautiful! Moreover, she possessed a very special charm. Her seemingly innocent face, yet the corners of her eyes and brows
radiated a captivating and alluring beauty, a seductive allure tinged with innocent temptation. Add to that
her tall stature of 170 cm and her perfectly curved figure! She was even more captivating than she was seven years ago, on our wedding night. Her
perfect 96-61-90 figure contrasted sharply with her lovely peach-shaped face, and her
long, wavy, peach-colored hair further excited me. Although we've been married for seven years, I've never
felt weary. Seven years—such a sensitive number.
As my hand touched her soft, high breasts, Qianqian, startled awake, glanced at me with a resentful look
, pushed my hand away, and grumbled as she went into the bathroom.
I chuckled and sat down at the computer desk, starting to send out a few emails.
Undeniably, the primary reason she won over so many candidates was also
one of the reasons I hadn't looked at other women in all these years of marriage.
Because no other woman could attract my attention more!
But while a man is undoubtedly a passionate and considerate husband in the early days of marriage, with the "cultivation" of time,
he naturally becomes like his wife's son, indulging in her love
and care while also yearning for her reciprocation.
Happiness, too, can breed inertia! I used to love it when my wife could be childish and coquettish in front of me
, but now… it's not that I hate it, but… I suddenly miss
the romantic passion she had when I was pursuing her, that kind of passion that could melt my heart and soul.
But at some point, that passion faded! With the passage of time, it has transformed into a timeless tenderness.
It's not that this is bad, it's just… I'm still young! My life hasn't reached
the point where we can only sit across from each other and exchange glances as a form of emotional connection, has it?
Looking at the woman coming out of the bathroom, I instinctively grabbed another towel to dry her hair
, then took out the hairdryer and started blowing it vigorously on the woman who had started nodding the moment she sat on the bed.
I still deeply love this woman, and I know I will love her until death, but…! I don't want
my life to start off mundane. Men are slaves to passion; they can't live without excitement!
So, to avoid premature aging and ending up on the eunuch's list of heroes, I
must find a way to regain my youthful vitality. And injecting a bit of off-the-beaten-path excitement into the uneventful happiness of life should
be the most "exciting" method, right?
Just then, the woman who had been nodding foolishly suddenly whispered in my ear, "Feng, I think..."
Before she could finish two sentences, my eyes widened in shock. I stared at my wife in disbelief.
"What?"
Either I misheard, or this woman was really up to something!
But facing my wife's serious gaze, a thrill rose within me, and my erection
stood proudly erect.
I shoved her violently onto the bed, ripped off the towel wrapped around her, and my penis pierced her
body effortlessly. The splashing water from her wet vagina told me that the woman beneath me was just as excited as I was.
I gripped her firm breasts tightly, thrusting in and out of her violently, and said fiercely
, "You despicable slut, can't I satisfy you? You actually want to cheat on me and let other men
fuck you? I'll make you die on this bed!"
Startled, Qianqian began her counterattack. She twisted her waist, sucking on my
glans with her cervix, while clamping her long thighs around my waist.
While biting my ear, she let out cute moans: "Mmm! Maple...so good, your...is
inside my body...so deep...ah!...I know you're not angry...ah,
not here...at the beginning of the year I found...a lot more...uh...cuckoldry, infidelity novels on your computer
...'Infidelity'...'Helping My Wife Cheat'...'Naked Wife'...'Humiliating My Girlfriend'......
every single one is great!"
So this is where my wife's wild ideas came from. The more excited I became, the faster and more intense my hip movements became
, while I forcefully kissed my wife's wicked little mouth.
With a sudden spasm from my wife, her legs thrust me deep into her body. I couldn't
resist the suction of her cervix; a tingling sensation shot through my lower back, and countless troops surged into her womb, determined to conquer her 　　entire 　　territory 　　. 　　Then 　　,
as 　　my
wife adoringly described her boss, my burning jealousy ignited, and I began 　　a
new round of conquest…
---------------- ... 　　After more than seventy tumultuous and chaotic days, things were finally starting to get back on track, a 　　fact clearly visible in General Manager Lester. 　　His expression was no longer so stern and cold, and his deep roars gradually diminished. The outstanding and 　　elegant demeanor he possessed upon taking office had finally returned. Therefore, those once-self-important, infatuated women also lowered 　　their guard and began actively pursuing him. 　　Yes, it was time! 　　Putting down her pen, Qianqian glanced at Lester behind the General Manager's desk, thinking this. 　　After a moment's thought, she smoothed her hair, straightened her clothes, grabbed her schedule, and stood in front of Lester's desk, 　　a charming smile on her face. 　　"General Manager, what about the birthday banquet for the General Manager of Tongren Company—" 　　Before he could finish his report, Lester grumbled without looking up, "Give it to the Vice General Manager." " 　　And the dinner party for the wife of the General Manager of Taiyang Cable…" 　　"Decline!" 　　"The engagement ceremony for the daughter of the President of Yamada Company…" 　　"Give it to the Vice General Manager. 　　" "Vice General Manager Yao Moli of Jiuxin Construction…" 　　"Decline!" 　　"Business Manager He Xinxin of Ruiheng Group…" 　　"Decline!" 　　"General Manager Gao Liujuan of Qingshan Electronics…" 　　"Miss Xiang," Lester finally looked up impatiently and interrupted her, "From now on, any 　　invitations unrelated to business must be declined; necessary social interactions should be handled by the Vice General Manager, understand?" 　　"Understood, General Manager." Qianqian nodded.

"Very good." He then lowered his eyes to review the files again.
Qianqian's smile vanished abruptly, and she frowned, looking herself over… Was her
outfit today too conservative, not sexy enough?
Her eyes darted around, and she spoke again.
"Excuse me, General Manager, I wanted to ask…"
"What is it?"
"Unless absolutely necessary, you shouldn't be working overtime anymore, right?"
"What? Is your husband complaining?"
"No, no, my husband is busier than me!" Qianqian quickly shook her head in denial. "I was just saying, General
Manager, you're not familiar with Taipei. Would you like me to take you around? Even at night is fine; I'm
sure we can find plenty of entertainment to alleviate loneliness."
For a moment, Lester seemed not to hear her! So he didn't react at all: Qianqian, unwilling to give
up, went through another round of thoughts. This time, he slowly raised his emerald green eyes and fixed them on her face.
Seeing this, Qianqian quickly put on her most charming smile, even deliberately tilting her body at the most alluring
angle.
"To dispel loneliness?"
Qianqian blinked ambiguously. "That's right! General Manager."
"So I didn't mishear." Lester nodded. "Then, in what capacity are you making
this suggestion to me? Secretary? Or...woman?"
Nonsense!
Qianqian still smiled broadly: "Suggestions for after work, of course, come from women."
"Oh! Women! Then..." Lester lowered his eyes slightly: "How do you know what kind of entertainment
will definitely make me happy?"
Qianqian laughed happily: "Please! General Manager, you're a man too, right?
Aren't the pleasures that men get happiness from just those things?" She had already given a very blatant hint. If he still didn't understand, she was prepared to secretly stick a note on his back that read
"Universe's Most Invincible Super Idiot."
Lester was certainly not an idiot; a smile suddenly flashed across his eyes.
"You're looking for fun for another man, aren't you afraid your husband will be angry?"
"Angry? What's there to be angry about?" Qianqian glanced at him indifferently. "I was just taking my boss
to see Taipei, what's there to be angry about? Besides..." She lowered her eyes. "Didn't I just say that
my husband is busier than me? He either comes home later than me every day, or he brings home a ton of work to do. I
don't even have a chance to talk to him. As soon as he's done, he falls asleep like a log. He doesn't have time
to pay attention to me at all!"
Lester slowly leaned back, his eyes unfathomable.
"You...you're not tired of him, are you?"
Qianqian peeked at the man behind the desk from under her eyelashes. "What if I said I'm just a little lonely and need
a companion?"
Lester looked at her for a while longer, his gaze, which shone with an eerie light, slowly moving down to her
full breasts, slender waist, and slightly upturned buttocks hidden beneath her elegant suit, down to her long legs, before pulling back up to
her face.
"You're a very beautiful and charming woman, but..." His emerald eyes suddenly turned dark green, and he
said in a rough voice, "I love my wife very much, and I could never be separated from her!"
Qianqian smiled charmingly, "That's perfect, I love my husband very much too! I've never considered
leaving him. Didn't I just say that? I'm just a little lonely because he's too busy, too busy
to consider my feelings. I don't want to argue with him about it, so the best way is for me to find a way to dispel this
unpleasant loneliness myself!"
Lester stared intently at her, "I'll only stay in Taiwan for two years at most."
"Very good," Qianqian nodded without hesitation, "I also hope that when it's time to break it off, it can be done cleanly."
Lester raised his eyebrows, then lazily propped his chin on his hand: "Why did you choose me? Because of my
status? Or because I'm your boss?"
"No, no, no!" Qianqian shook her index finger vigorously in denial: "Because you're a married man, so there won't
be any endless entanglements; besides, you're just as outstanding as my husband, so you won't embarrass me."
"You won't embarrass me, huh?" Lester raised an eyebrow slightly. "Then how can you be sure I'll agree
?"
Qianqian confidently raised her chin. "Because I'm a married woman, there won't be any nagging
; besides, I'm excellent, I definitely won't embarrass you!"
"Won't embarrass me?" Lester couldn't help but laugh. "You seem to be playing a game, don't you?"
Qianqian nodded honestly. "That's right, life's been too mundane. I'm only twenty-seven, but
I'm already starting to feel like my energy's rusting, so I want to try this exciting
game to see if I can revitalize myself."
"It's a strange reason," Lester said slowly. "But how can you be sure I'd want to
play this game with you?"
"It's simple!" Qianqian puffed out her chest confidently. "First, even if you announce to the whole world
that you're married, those women with ulterior motives will still bother you. But as long as I'm by your side
, it will at least have some deterrent effect."
Lester looked down at the wedding ring on his hand, neither confirming nor denying.
"And because you love your wife so much, you feel incredibly lonely when she's not around.
So even if you don't crave it now, I guarantee that after a while, you'll still feel the need for someone
to listen to you talk about your feelings for your wife. Otherwise, you definitely won't be able to bear the torment of longing and
the torture and devastation of loneliness!"
Lester looked up at Qianqian thoughtfully: "You seem to have a lot of experience with this."
"That's right, my husband once went on a business trip for two weeks, which was the longest he'd ever been away from me," Qianqian
admitted. "The first few days were fine; I just felt a little out of sorts. But after that, I started to
get a bit confused. I couldn't sleep at night without hugging his pillow, and I absolutely had to wear his
bathrobe on his pillow." Qianqian said very seriously.
"The daytime is even more exciting. I'll just grab anyone and start babbling on and on, not caring if it
's a cat or a dog, as long as someone can hear me. And what I ramble about is nothing more than
how my husband used to be with me, or guessing what he's doing now...
Oh my god! Thinking about it now..." She murmured, quite troubled, "It seems like I've said all sorts of embarrassing things
!" She
paused, stunned for a moment, feeling remorseful. Then, she suddenly shook her head: "Fine, what's done is done."
Then, with a serious expression, she continued: "And another thing! The worst part was that I was eating and
drinking like crazy while I was talking! It was like I would go crazy if I didn't eat and drink like that, and if I ate too much, I would
go to the bathroom and throw up completely, and then come out and continue eating..." She sighed softly: "Anyway,
it was really terrible for him back then!"
Lester was still staring at her.
"But..." Qianqian suddenly pouted, dissatisfied. "When my husband came home and found out I
'd gained five kilograms in two weeks, he actually dared to complain that I didn't miss him at all. He even said I was so happy that I
could gain so much weight in just two weeks."
She gritted her teeth and snorted. "At the time, I really wanted to
prepare the same amount of food I'd eaten in those two weeks and force it down his throat, to see if he enjoyed it or suffered!"
Lester stared at her for a long time. "Why didn't you explain it to him then?" he asked softly.
"Why? I think..." Qianqian scratched her head with her pen. "Maybe it's because I didn't want him to know
that I missed him more than he missed me!"
Lester shook his head dismissively. "Women are really like that..."
"Doesn't your wife feel the same way?" Qianqian said indignantly.
"Well..." Lester mused: "Amy's personality is quite stubborn and competitive, but I don't think
she would be stubborn enough to do something like this, right? Isn't that ridiculous? But now that I think about it...
maybe she is too!"
"Look, look!" Two signs of victory flashed in Qianqian's eyes at once: "I'm not the only one,
okay!"
Lester stared at her strangely for a moment.
"You... are very similar to Amy."
"Really?" Qianqian shrugged nonchalantly: "Is she as beautiful as me?"
Lester did not answer, but continued to stare at her for a while, then asked in a low voice: "Are you sure you want to
play this kind of game?"
"Sure!" Qianqian said without hesitation.
"No regrets?"
"No regrets!"
"Aren't you afraid of going mad and being unable to escape?"
"Absolutely not!" Qianqian shook her head violently with unusual determination: "I love my husband very, very much.
There is no man in this world who can change my feelings for him!"
"Is that so?" Lester suddenly raised a wicked smile, "Really not?" He
asked, seemingly tempting, yet also challenging.
"Absolutely not!" Qianqian said decisively. If someone were to hit her on the head with a hammer at this moment
, it might even make a "clang, clang" sound!
Lester nodded, though it was unclear what he meant. He didn't say anything more, only gently
asking, "So, how do you plan to play this game?"
Upon hearing Lester's agreement, Qianqian immediately beamed and pulled over a chair to sit down.
"The rules are simple. First, business and personal matters must never be mixed."
"Hmm, that makes sense," Lester nodded in agreement.
"When you need me, you can ask me to keep you company; and when I'm unhappy, you must do your best
to make me happy. You don't need to give me any gifts, but you must pay for all our expenses when we go out
."
"Seems simple."
"The simpler it is, the less likely there will be problems, right?"
"That's true."
"Oh! And," Qianqian suddenly pointed at Leters with her pen very seriously, "no matter what,
you absolutely cannot stay overnight before I nod, okay?"
"Not overnight?" Leters slowly narrowed his eyes, "So you mean..." He glanced at
the door on the right, "...take care of it here?"
"Click! Click! Click!" Qianqian immediately reached out to block his view: "Hey! Are you an idiot! Not
overnight means not going to bed, don't you understand?"
"I don't understand!" Leters readily admitted his slowness: "Since you have no intention of having an affair and don't plan to
sleep with me, can this still be considered an affair? If you just want to have a casual relationship, there are so
many colleagues at the company, anyone would do, you don't necessarily have to choose me, right?"
"Huh? Just a casual relationship?" Qianqian frowned and pondered: "Hmm... that's true! That really doesn't seem like an affair
! At most, it's like good friends going out for a meal and chatting to relax. Let alone an affair,
it can't even be called a romantic relationship. Even if I told people that you are my lover, they would probably laugh at me first, let alone
feel any excitement..." She muttered to herself, "This is not fun at all!"
Leters didn't say anything, but just stared at her with an incredulous look.
"Well... okay! Clearance sale, we can go to third base, but absolutely no home base!"
"What's this? A consolation prize?" Leters shook his head dismissively. "I'm over thirty
, I have no interest in playing these childish games with you."
Qianqian choked. "Then... what do you want?"
Leters flashed that seductive, wicked smile again. "If we're going to play, let's play for real."
Qianqian's eyes widened suddenly. "For real?"
"That's right, for real, real guns and bullets. You're not an idiot, so you should understand, right?" Leters mocked
.
Anger flashed in Qianqian's eyes. "You..." She paused, then her eyes darted around
.
"Okay! No problem, let's go for real, but..." she smiled slyly, "I also need you..."
" You'll have to get me into bed first, won't you?" She threw down the challenge with those words.
Leters' eyes lit up briefly, then dimmed, before he flashed a smile that could charm anyone.
"Sure!" he accepted the challenge. "I'll play this game with you, but can you guarantee you won't
back out halfway through?"
"Hey, hey! That's disrespectful!" Qianqian complained, "If I were a man
, you wouldn't say that, would you?"
Leters raised an eyebrow. "If you were a man, I wouldn't be playing this game with you!"
"Hmm! You're right." Qianqian shrugged. He bravely admitted his mistake in using the wrong analogy: "But anyway, I
'm not going to back out! I swear I won't end this game on a whim before you go back to America. If you don't believe me
, well, there's nothing I can do!"
Lester nodded: "Okay! I believe you. So, how do we begin?"
"What do you want?"
Leters' smile grew even more intoxicating. "Of course, it's what men love most!"
Qianqian squinted her eyes, then flashed a fake smile. "Fine! What men love most, right? No
problem! Watch me!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Qianqian immediately sat on Leters' lap. Although her expression and attitude
were completely indifferent, when Leters' hand warmly and firmly grasped hers, and his other arm wrapped around her slender
waist, he felt a slight tremor from her delicate body. Her lively black eyes blinked twice, and Qianqian's arms
suddenly climbed up Leters' neck. She licked her lips seductively, "Kiss me," she murmured.
Lester's eyes suddenly lit up. He abruptly pulled her close, and before she could even gasp,
his handsome face loomed down, planting a deep kiss on her lips. His lips, firm yet gentle
, licked hers until they met his.
Lester was never one to waste time, and Qianqian was terrified by his impatience. Good heavens!
How could this feel?
When she was intimate with her husband, Zhuo Zhifeng, the touch of their lips certainly excited her, and she could feel
his love for her. But she had never expected that, now, slumped in Lester's strong arms, she felt
as if her soul had left her body, her mind completely unable to concentrate.
Her heart pounded faster and faster, her body growing hotter and hotter, as if she were in a furnace
. His hard, masculine penis pressed tightly against her soft abdomen, bringing her a thrilling mix of fear and excitement,
making her tremble involuntarily.
Her slight trembling seemed to further arouse him; his lips began to explore every inch of her body,
pressing them again and again to her sensitive spots—temples, behind her ears, her throat—a pure, unadulterated pleasure instantly coursing
through her. She involuntarily let out a soft moan, her knees buckling; if he hadn't held her tightly, she probably would have already slid
to the ground to cool off!
Hearing her joyful moans, Lester felt a surge of intense excitement. At this moment,
she wasn't the only one lost in the vortex of pleasure; he felt the same intense ecstasy.
He trembled involuntarily, not only captivated by her sexy and beautiful body but also responding to her passionate reaction
. His lust had been aroused, and his self-control was almost completely gone…
“Qianqian, give it to me…”
Her name immediately pierced through the enveloping lust, abruptly bringing her back to her senses. Good heavens! What about the a-press?
Wasn't she just planning to give him a light kiss as a seduction? How did it turn out like this?
She abruptly stood up.
Damn it, she'd really dug her own grave! Qianqian wailed inwardly.
Honestly, she had never been afraid of anyone or anything in her life, but at this moment, facing those passionate
, sharp eyes, that fervent yet wicked expression, she involuntarily trembled.
Run!
But this cowardly word had barely surfaced in Qianqian's mind, not even fully formed
, when the man sitting behind the large desk, who had just revealed his true face, seemed to see through her
thoughts. He immediately stood up and walked towards her with a languid yet steady and powerful gait.
"Trying to run away, huh?" He bent down slightly, leaning closer to her, and she unconsciously shrank back against the wall.
Seeing this, he laughed again, revealing a sinister gleam of white teeth that flashed with a bloodthirsty light: "Don't run away, or I guarantee
you'll regret it, understand, hmm?"
She involuntarily swallowed.
"You..." She only managed to utter one word before being startled by her own hoarse voice: "Uh..."
She quickly coughed twice to clear her throat: "You...you're going to rape me?"
"Rape you?" Lester looked her over with amusement: "Do you think I would?"
"I...I don't know," she said honestly. Now she was completely dumbfounded. She had initially thought
he was a docile and kind English sheepdog, but who knew that once the outer "fur" was removed, he would turn into a man-eating, ruthless
African killer leopard!
Good heavens, her judgment of people was absolutely terrible!
Lester curled his lip in disdain: "I wouldn't, that's not my style, but..."
Qianqian immediately blurted out uneasily, "What do you want to do?"
"What do you think?"
A slender hand gently stroked her cheek, and she subconsciously dodged.
"You...you didn't say that...rape is not your style?" she stammered.
"That's right, but..." Lester suddenly revealed a wicked look in his eyes, "I'll make you beg me." As he spoke
, he forcefully touched her chin and grabbed it tightly, "You, who are usually so stubborn and competitive, are actually showing such a fearful
and timid expression. Do you know how this arouses my 'sexual interest'?"
Qianqian gasped and tried to pull away, but his strong and powerful plundering held her face tightly
, forcing her to meet his seductive gaze. He even grabbed her hand and pressed it against his erect manhood
.
"Look! Look how well you've woken me up!"
Qianqian, at a loss, tried to pull her hand back: "No, General Manager, please, think about your wife. Don't you
love her very much? How could you... how could you..." Suddenly, she realized she was losing the ability to resist.
She felt even more terrified.
"At this moment..." Lester whispered to himself, "You are the only one in my heart, I only want you."
For some reason, in this moment of terror, her heart suddenly trembled at his words.
"But...but...I..." Unable to escape his bewitching green eyes, she stammered
even more fiercely, "I can't...I can't..." She struggled desperately to regain her senses, which were gradually being lost in his eyes
.
"Of course you can..." His voice suddenly became so soft and seductive, as if hypnotizing her: "You just
don't understand it yet. Actually, you've wanted me for a long time, haven't you?" He suddenly released her face, his slender
hand brushing lightly across her cheeks and delicate neck like a breeze, before reaching her full breasts.
"Just like me, I've wanted you for a long time..."
"No...no..."
"Yes, you crave the same thing as I do." He slowly pulled her up against his chest,
pressing her tightly against his burning heat: "Can you feel it? Can you feel my longing for you?
Can you feel my urgency?"
"Oh God!" she murmured, slowly raising her bewildered, helpless, and painfully struggling face: "I...I..."
He stared into her eyes: "You have the same burning desire as me, don't deny it!"
"But, but..."
"Don't deny it!" he commanded in a deep voice, then lowered his head to gently bite her sensitive neck,
his hands beginning to roam over her breasts, buttocks, and thighs. "The more you deny it, the more it will hurt. Acknowledge
it, then beg me, and I will give you the sweetest relief."
"Ah..." she moaned softly, trying to resist the waves of trembling that washed over her, "No..." but she began to
succumb helplessly.
"Beg me!" he commanded even more forcefully, increasing
the pressure of his kneading of her beautiful, high breasts, while his other hand prepared itself, subtly lifting her skirt.
"Mmm... ah..." Under his skillful seduction techniques, she was completely lost.
"Beg me!"
The command was followed by two tearing sounds that simultaneously pierced her ears, drawing her consciousness back into her mind.
"Ah—no!"
She began to struggle again! In a death throes, he swiftly silenced her with a kiss, sending her feeble protests back
to the surface and banishing the consciousness that had finally returned to her mind.
"Beg me…" he whispered seductively near her lips, simultaneously raising her legs: "Beg me…"
"Ah…ah…please…" With just those two indistinct words, her sins were already sealed
.
As he filled her, the sharp, domineering intrusion jolted her unconscious,
but she didn't resist anymore. She knew it was too late; he had already taken her. Besides
… she had to sadly admit that she didn't want to resist either. He was right! She wanted him too.
That enormous size, so different from that of an Eastern man, entering a place her husband had never been before
, was only the beginning. When he was fully inside her, she could clearly feel herself
completely filled, even her uterus deformed. He generously used gentle thrusts to get her used to him,
and then, as she involuntarily groaned, he began his violent conquest.
He effortlessly lifted her body, completely detaching his massive member from her, then forcefully pressed
her down, filling her again. Each repetition was four assaults on her, from the entrance of her vagina to
the opening of her cervix. Qianqian had never experienced such an onslaught; waves of pleasure crashed over her like endless tidal waves, and she felt
herself constantly reaching orgasm.
The spasms and uterine suction during Qianqian's orgasm brought Lester unparalleled pleasure. As he began
his final thrust, Qianqian struggled violently as if in a final burst of energy: "No, not inside! Today is
my fertile period! Pull it out!"
But Lester ignored her completely. With a final, deep thrust, the soldier, imprisoned within him for
over two months, surged wildly into Qianqian's body. His enormous member firmly blocked the exit, causing
Qianqian's lower abdomen to bulge, as if she were immediately pregnant.
But he was not satisfied and began a second round of conquest without pause.
Thus, in her bewilderment and unable to turn back, Qianqian let herself be drawn into a deeper vortex of passion, seeking
the sweet escape he promised.
This affair game had finally escaped her control; it was no longer just a game!
She had succumbed!
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