How I carelessly lost my beloved wife (Parts 1-2)

How I Carelessly Lost My Beloved Wife (01) My name is Xu Jianbin, and I am 31 years old this year. I grew up in City A on the southern coast. I can be considered a second-generation rich kid. My father started a business after the millennium and opened a factory. My mother also started a wholesale business with my father's support. My parents have achieved some success and have already bought a house and a car for the family.

Thanks to them, I went to the United States to study after graduating from high school. After graduation, I worked in a shipping company in China and met my current wife, Yunzi. I was 26 years old when I met her by chance at work. She was 25 years old at the time. She was a very standard rich and beautiful woman. She was 172 cm tall, with long and fair legs, full breasts, and rare European and American three-dimensional and beautiful features with a long face. Even without makeup, she was the focus of attention wherever she went. She had a queen-like temperament.

I was captivated by her at first sight.

I quickly made my move on her, and her recent breakup with her ex-boyfriend made my strategy much easier. After dating for over two months, we became a couple.

At only 24, she was already a shareholder and senior executive at the foreign trade company. Due to her parents' divorce, her father, a real estate developer (who had previously worked as a contractor), not only provided her mother with substantial wealth and property but also gave her shares in the foreign trade company after the divorce. He also gave her two properties, a shop, and a BMW 5 Series GT, ensuring she was financially secure at a young age.

I, on the other hand, had only recently returned to China and had just bought a BMW 325.

My ability to win her over, besides my background in foreign trade, was due to my eloquence, humor, and, most importantly, my gentlemanly manners.

After six months of dating, we got married. She continued running her foreign trade company, while I continued my regular job at the company. If things had continued this way, we might have lived a peaceful and happy life. However, five years into our marriage, things changed.

My father had always been obsessed with opening a factory. Several of his friends wanted to partner with him to open another factory, and my father invested three million yuan, also offering me the position as a manager.

I was somewhat conflicted at the time because my wife and I didn't have children yet (due to her PCOS), and the factory was to be located in the suburbs, a two-hour drive away, which would inevitably lead to separation.

In the end, although my wife was slightly unhappy, I felt a man should have his own career, so I decided to go to the factory.

This decision, however, led to the tragedy that followed.

Because I had to set an example, I had to be at the company from Monday to Friday, only able to return to the new house my parents had bought for me after my marriage after Friday.

Often, due to the sheer volume of work, I couldn't even go home on weekends. After four or five months, my wife was clearly starting to feel unhappy. The lack of companionship caused disharmony in our sex life and even our daily routines.

Besides work, she spent most of her time shopping, watching TV dramas, and reading novels. Influenced by trends, she gradually developed a liking for the so-called "young and handsome men," and she complained a lot about my weight gain due to work and social engagements.

I, however, didn't care and focused all my attention on our business.

Our factory, thanks to the combined efforts of the shareholders and myself, prospered, but our passion for each other showed a completely opposite trend.

This was due to decreased libido after being married for a long time, and also to declining physical strength and energy as we aged and our busy work schedules took their toll.

Six months after the factory opened, a chance encounter led her to meet another nemesis in her life, an encounter that would completely change our destinies.

(2) The encounter occurred on an ordinary Friday. Because my company was hosting an important client for a factory audit on Saturday and Sunday, I had to break my promise and couldn't go home again. Coincidentally, my wife, Yunzi, was invited to a gathering at the company of one of her clients, who was also her good friend, Sister Fang. After dinner, the group of women still felt they hadn't had enough and wanted to go to a karaoke bar. My wife couldn't resist the enthusiasm of the young women in her workplace and drank quite a bit of alcohol with them.

Sister Fang, her friend, was 36 years old. Because her husband cheated on her, she resolutely divorced him and started her own successful business. My wife often chatted with her, and Sister Fang, knowing that my wife and I were separated, would often take the opportunity to invite her to activities together.

That night, around 11 pm, most of the girls from Sister Fang's workplace started to leave.

At this moment, Fang Jie subtly suggested that we find a place nearby to drink some more. Perhaps under the influence of alcohol, my wife unusually replied, "Sure." Fang Jie smiled slightly, "Don't drive after drinking. I know this area well. How about we find a place for a foot massage?" My wife readily agreed. So Fang Jie paid the bill and led my wife straight to a luxuriously decorated bathhouse next door.

Fang Jie naturally led my wife into this magnificent palace and called over the familiar manager.

The manager very professionally asked, "Fang Jie, would you like technician number 86?" Fang Jie answered skillfully, "If number 86 is available, that's fine. I also have a friend here. Do you have any new, younger technicians?" The manager smiled and replied, "We recently hired a few. I'll arrange one for this pretty lady." At this point, my wife probably already knew that she would be served by a young male technician.

She only blushed slightly and didn't say anything to refuse.

Soon, Fangjie went to the women's section to shower and change, locking up her clothes and high-heeled handbag. After showering, my wife changed into a massage paper garment, wrapped herself in a bath towel, and was led to a deluxe private room by a service attendant. Fangjie also came out to another room, telling my wife, "Relax a bit later."

Soon, a female attendant led my wife, Yunzi, to the room and asked if she wanted anything to eat or drink. After learning that she only needed hot water, she brought it. Yunzi lazily lay on the white bed, waiting for him to arrive.

About five or six minutes later, a gentle, slightly immature boy's voice came with a knock on the door, saying, "Guest, I am the technician serving you tonight. May I come in?" Yunzi softly replied, "Yes, you may." Soon, my wife saw a handsome young man holding an essential oil bottle, wearing a black uniform, looking to be under 20 years old. He was about 180 cm tall, with a slightly slender build, and his appearance was somewhat similar to the popular young actor Yang Yang.

My wife's eyes clearly showed satisfaction, while the boy seemed slightly surprised. My wife was younger, more beautiful, and tall, and his expression became noticeably unnatural, even a little shy. However, he quickly regained his professional smile and said, "I'm technician number 123, Xiao Fan, serving you tonight. It's a pleasure to serve you." My wife, feigning composure, replied, "Okay." Xiao Fan quickly sat down next to my wife and unwrapped her towel. He then began massaging her head. My wife closed her eyes in enjoyment, while Xiao Fan gazed down at her elegant face. Pang and Na's D-cup breasts were barely visible when a thought suddenly popped into his head: "How wonderful it would be if I could have this lady." He involuntarily said, "Sir, you are very beautiful.

" His wife chuckled and replied, "Oh, not at all! I'm getting old." Xiao Fan said, "Beautiful lady, you must only be in your early twenties." His wife was pleased but pretended to be indifferent, saying, "I'm not that young.

How old are you then?" Xiao Fan replied, "I'll be 19 in a month." His wife smiled and said, "So young!" Xiao Fan didn't answer but knelt beside his wife, took her delicate hand, and placed it on his kneeling thigh.

The normal procedure is to massage while standing, but Xiao Fan cleverly used his shorts to bring his wife's hands into contact with his thighs. His wife didn't seem to notice anything amiss and continued to enjoy the young man's enthusiastic service. His wife, nearing 30, was showing signs of developing excess fat on her hands, but this didn't dampen the young man's passion. He meticulously massaged every part of her hands, from her arms and elbows to her palms, carefully pulling each of her fingers with his palm, producing soft "thump" sounds. Throughout, Xiao Fan tried his best to say things to make his wife happy.

Then, Xiao Fan stood up and said he would start massaging his wife's back, pretending to be slightly shy and saying that the customer needed to remove her paper top, leaving only her underwear.

Under the influence of alcohol and the handsome young man's tenderness, the wife readily agreed. Xiao Fan went outside to wait. When he returned, his wife was already lying on the bed, revealing her smooth, violin-like back. Her slightly full breasts were partially exposed due to the pressure of the bed, and her head was stuck in a special hole at the head of the bed. Xiao Fan quickly opened the essential oil and poured it on his wife's back, causing her to tremble slightly.

Before she could even think, a pair of large hands quickly caressed her elegant violin. Xiao Fan skillfully massaged or rather caressed her from top to bottom, like a young Mozart playing an expensive violin, occasionally tapping her half-exposed peaches. His wife, now relaxed, did not resist and quietly enjoyed the handsome young man's service, only feeling a slight unease whenever her breasts were touched. The heat, combined with the effects of the alcohol, made her face even redder.

The handsome young man seized the opportunity, beginning his assault on her long, slender legs, moving from her calves down to her partially exposed, plump buttocks.

The atmosphere began to resemble flirtation between a man and a woman. With each upward thrust from her legs, the young man applied extra pressure and massaged her buttocks more thoroughly. He even poured essential oil on her delicate feet, rubbing each toe with his large hands, careful not to miss a single spot.

If you looked closely, you could see that my wife's lower body was already slightly damp.

An hour of romantic time passed quickly.

Nothing more happened that night. After the massage, my wife chose to leave with Sister Fang; she wasn't ready to take that step. But for the young man, this was the first step in his conquest, a major step in changing his life.

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