Kidnapping into bed

I don't know how much time passed before I opened my eyes, feeling parched and with a splitting headache. Instinctively, I reached
for a water glass, only to find my head completely wrapped in white bandages like a mummy. I could only
see someone beside me from the corner of my eye.

"Water..." a low, hoarse voice uttered, sounding like my throat was on fire; I
could barely hear myself.

"You're awake...that's great, have some water..." The person said, holding the glass to my lips. I drank
a few sips, then felt a wave of drowsiness wash over me, and I drifted off to sleep.

When I opened my eyes again, I saw a graceful figure gradually become clearer.
It was a woman, a woman of unparalleled beauty. She had flowing, shoulder-length hair, her bright eyes
sparkling with an unusual brilliance. Her oval face was very feminine, adorned with crystal earrings. Her thin, rosy lips
were alluring and suggestive. From afar, her full breasts were comparable to a voluptuous woman's, her shapely hips
perfectly forming a beautiful S-curve. Her skin was like porcelain, white and delicate, and her long, slender
legs were translucent. She had a high, straight nose, her shoulders were sharply defined, and her figure was slender and curvaceous.
She wore a white suit with a short skirt, and despite her beauty, she appeared very thin.

The woman had sat down beside my bed the moment I looked at her, looking at me with concern and asking, "
How are you? Still in pain?"

Hearing that familiar tone, I instinctively tried to recall, but as soon as I tried,
a searing .

"Why does your head still hurt so much?" the woman asked with concern.

"Who...are you?" I asked, squinting in pain.

"You...don't you recognize me?" the woman looked at me in surprise, her eyes filled with disbelief.

"It sounds so familiar, but I just can't remember..." I said, clutching my head

. The woman glanced at the doctor beside her, her eyes questioning. The attending physician stepped forward and
said, "This is likely due to Mr. Wen's severe head injury, causing him to lose his previous memories."

"Can it be cured?" the woman asked, voicing my hope.

"It might be difficult. We can only let the blood clot dissolve slowly. Surgery carries a high risk. His life could be in danger
at any moment ."

"Then what can we do?"

"We can only take Mr. Wen to a familiar environment for slow recuperation. Perhaps there's a chance he'll regain his memories."

"That's all we can do then. Thank you, doctor." After seeing the doctor off, the beautiful woman returned to my side and said,
"You... you really have no memory of me at all?"

I shook my head. I felt that the person in front of me was very familiar, but I didn't know who she was or what our relationship was.

"I am your... Could you please leave for a moment? I want to be alone with my husband for a while."
The beautiful woman turned her head and dismissed the nurses from the ward.

"You mean, you are my... wife?" I asked the beautiful woman in front of me with some doubt.

"Of course, you are my husband, Wen Yun, and I am your wife, Su Manrou. How could that be fake?" The beautiful woman said,
as if it were a matter of course.

"I'm sorry, I really can't remember." I said, pressing my throbbing head.

"It's okay, you'll get better. You'll remember everything later," my '
wife ' Su Manrou, comforted me.

I nodded, and sleepiness washed over me again. With my wife's help, I lay down and drifted off to sleep.

More than two months passed in the blink of an eye. Under my wife's meticulous care and with my good constitution, my injuries
healed quickly, almost completely. The only regret was that I had no memory of what happened before.

I couldn't stay in the hospital for another second. Fortunately, I had recovered quite well, and at my insistence
, my wife completed the discharge procedures and took me home to recuperate.

Facing the villa before me, I had no memory or sense of familiarity whatsoever, as if I had never
lived . Compared to not having to lie in the hospital, this was already paradise.

"Honey, you rest for a bit. I'll go cook you some food," my wife said, skillfully taking a pair of slippers from the cupboard
and placing them at my feet.

"Hmm? Aren't there any maids here?"

"There used to be, but I dismissed them after you were hospitalized. You don't know how scared I was when I heard about your
accident ; I was really afraid you would leave me." My wife's eyes were brimming with tears, on the verge of sobbing.

"Alright, don't cry. I'm fine, aren't I?" I gently wiped away her tears with my right hand.

"Hmm," my wife said sweetly, helping me put on my shoes before turning to go into the kitchen to cook.

I lay on the sofa, staring at the ceiling, feeling that everything was so new and unfamiliar.

Dinner was simple; having just recovered from a serious illness, I couldn't eat too much meat, so my wife cooked some porridge and two or three
light stir-fried dishes. My wife's cooking skills were excellent; the dishes were beautifully presented and delicious. She kept talking about
the past, and the meal lasted almost two hours. After dinner, I watched TV for a while. Still recovering from a serious illness,
I easily felt tired, so I told my wife.

"Is something wrong?" I took a shower and was about to go to bed when my wife came into the room.

"Um...aren't we supposed to rest?" my wife stammered.

"Yes! You should go to sleep early too. You've been taking care of me day and night, and I'm exhausted." After I finished speaking, I
curled up on the bed, closed my eyes, and prepared to rest.

"Mmm!" my wife responded.

Not long after, I heard a rustling sound. Just as I was about to open my eyes, I felt a chill on my body, and then a
hot, soft body pressed against me.

"What are you doing?" I sat up, supporting myself on the edge of the bed, looking at my naked wife.

"Um...husband...can I serve you?" My wife's face flushed slightly, and her words became stammered . Her
warm, jade-like hands naturally grasped my erection.

To be honest, my wife was truly a seductive beauty who tempted men to commit crimes. Her smooth, delicate skin, slender waist,

round and perky buttocks, and proud, snow-white breasts really gave me the urge to press down on her and ravage her

.

I felt a sudden dryness in my throat, and my hands involuntarily grasped my wife's buttocks. Her buttocks were firm and soft
, and felt quite nice to the touch. Suddenly, I felt a burning sensation in my lower body, and I couldn't help but look down to see my wife...
My wife was straddling me in a 69 position, her small mouth bulging as she barely managed to take my penis into her mouth.

Her oral skills were superb; her movements were rhythmic, sliding in and out of my penis, her soft yet powerful
tongue licking back and forth at the tip. The feeling was incredibly pleasurable.

I involuntarily let out a long, deep moan, my hands gripping her buttocks tighter,
exploring between her buttocks and thighs.

Sensing my actions, my wife worked even harder with her mouth, her tongue
becoming more agile. Waves of pleasure almost made me lose control and ejaculate.

"Hmm? Ah…husband, you're so naughty!" My wife, engrossed in her work, suddenly threw her head back and let out a soul-stirring
moan. It turned out that under her skillful oral techniques, I had accidentally inserted my finger deep into her anus, and she
couldn't help but let out a coquettish cry.

My wife's flushed face and alluring expression stirred my heart. I eagerly pressed her down,
my mouth licking her captivating body from top to bottom, leaving no inch of skin untouched.

"Husband, I want it!" she cried, parting her legs in a
pose of undisturbed beauty, her blush adding to her allure.

I straddled her, my penis sliding effortlessly into her honeyed depths. Just as I was about to conquer her
, fragmented images began to play in my mind like a replay. The images
showed a beautiful woman, her beauty rivaling that of my wife. I felt a strong connection to this woman
, a feeling even more intense than my feelings for my wife.

"Husband, what's wrong? I want it so badly!" Seeing I was still unresponsive, my wife embraced me seductively, her voice
even more alluring, her breasts rubbing against my chest.

Suddenly, I don't know where the strength came from, but I pulled my penis out of her body, pushed her aside,
and stood up. Caught off guard by my sudden action, my wife gasped in surprise, only to feel a tremendous force
as I pushed her off the bed, sending her crashing to the floor.

When I came to my senses, she was still lying on the floor, unable to get up. I quickly jumped off the bed and helped her
up. "Manrou, are you alright?"

she asked. She didn't speak, only tears welling in her eyes.

I explained hastily, "I'm sorry, Manrou, I don't know what happened to me just now. Suddenly,
someone popped into my head, and then…"

"It was a woman, wasn't it? And a very beautiful woman, right?" My wife interrupted me before I could finish

.

"You… how…" I looked at her in astonishment.

"I know, I knew it. Even if you've lost your memory, you still think about her.
What am I, Su Manrou? No matter what I do, I can't compare to her. I'll always just be a substitute. Just a
tool for you to satisfy your lust." My wife's face turned pale, tears streaming down her face as
she spoke self-deprecatingly.

Although I desperately wanted to know who the woman my wife was talking about was, how could I ask in this situation
? "I'm sorry, Manrou, I..." I really didn't know what to say.

"No need to apologize, I understand..." My wife silently put on her pajamas and turned to leave.

"Manrou? I..."

"Get some rest. Once you've recovered in a few days, I'll take you to the company." My wife opened the
door and went out. I wanted to go up and say something, but my legs felt like lead, so heavy
I couldn't move.

My mind was in turmoil, my thoughts a jumbled mess. I tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep. Sometimes I thought of my wife's
voice and smile , sometimes I thought of that beautiful image that lingered in my mind. I didn't sleep a wink all night.

(II) An acquaintance?

Because of what happened that night and what my wife said, it seemed like an invisible
wall had been built between us. We had become much more distant. I wanted to ask my wife for an explanation, but when I thought of her heartbroken
face I couldn't bring myself to say anything.

"Honey, come have breakfast. I'll take you to the company after you're done." My wife handed me a fried egg.
She was as charming as ever, but looked a little haggard today.

Although I felt a bit distant from my wife these past few days, she continued to take care of me carefully as always.

This made me feel very guilty towards her, yet I couldn't suppress the strong anticipation in my heart.

In the oppressive atmosphere, my wife and I finished breakfast as quickly as possible, and my wife drove to the company…

During my hospitalization, I learned from my wife that we owned a large listed company.

The company was registered in my wife's name, and I owned 70% of the shares, making me the largest shareholder.

However, I've always been very lazy. Apart from initially funding the company for my wife, I've always been a hands-off

manager. The employees at the company only knew my name but never saw me.

The company was established two months ago, just a few days before my accident. I really had no interest in doing business.

But I was indeed bored at home, so I went with my wife, hoping to ease the tension between us.

My wife drove intently, while I tried to lighten the awkward atmosphere, but for a moment I didn't
know what to say.

Our company is in the garment industry, and my wife said we've imported the latest European and American technology and equipment,
and our operators are specially trained in Europe and America. The company office is located in the city center, while the factory is in
an industrial park about fifteen miles from the western suburbs.

My wife drove steadily, and after about ten minutes we arrived at the company gate. The security guards
opened the gate skillfully upon seeing the car.

"Let's go! Let's go upstairs! You've never been here before," my wife said casually, naturally taking
my arm as we walked into the building. We walked through the lobby and took the private elevator, arriving at the president's office amidst whispers, pointing fingers
, and surprised, envious glances.

"Here are the financial details for the past two months, take a look!" my wife said, handing me a folder.

I gave a wry smile and said, "I know absolutely nothing about any of this. Aren't you making things difficult for me?"

"It's alright, you'll learn slowly. This company will still need you to manage it in the future. How can you run
a company if you don't know how?" my wife said

. "Isn't there you I have?"

"That's only temporary. We don't know what will happen in the future," my wife said calmly. "What do you mean, temporary
? We're husband and wife. What's mine is yours, and what's yours is mine. We're inseparable!" "

What's mine is indeed yours, but what's yours isn't mine," my wife said expressionlessly, reciting a tongue twister . 　　I knew my wife was being stubborn; I had gone too far that night. "Manrou, I know I've wronged you. I don't care what kind of person I was before, or who I loved. All I know is that after I regained consciousness, you took meticulous care of me, and you've always been by my side. Now, all I know is that I am your husband, Su Manrou. Nothing else matters anymore, right?" 　　"You really think that way?" My wife asked, somewhat surprised but still with a hint of doubt. 　　"Yes, that's what I think." 　　"Then don't you want to know about the past?" 　　"Yes! Of course I want to. But if these memories will hurt you, then I'd rather not search for those lost memories." These past few days, I've realized that no matter what happened in the past, only grasping the present is the truth. One can't live in memories forever; perhaps this is destiny. 　　"What if you regain your memories one day? You'll definitely forget what you said today and change your decision. But even so, I'm willing, even if I can only spend one day with you. I'll have no regrets. " My wife's eyes welled up with tears again, and she hugged me tightly like a bird entering the forest. 　　My wife's words moved me deeply, regardless of my reasons in the past. I had deeply hurt my beloved wife, yet she loved me unconditionally and without complaint. I suddenly realized how terrible ! 　　"I'm sorry, Manrou! I promise you, from today onwards I will strive to be a qualified leader, a qualified husband, and a husband who belongs only to you, Su Manrou." I embraced my wife and placed her on my lap. 　　"Husband, I'm so happy! I'm so joyful! I feel so happy!" My wife happily hugged me again. 　　Seeing her joyful smile, I immediately understood that this was the simple life she wanted, and I had never given her that before . I unconsciously hugged my wife even tighter. But I didn't notice the unusual smile on her lips. 　　After we cleared up our misunderstanding, my wife became more relaxed and energetic. 　　She kept explaining various precautions to me, and soon it was noon. Our stomachs were growling, so we found a nice Western restaurant and ordered two steaks. 　　"How are you doing? Getting used to it?" My wife gently straightened my slightly disheveled clothes. 　　"Hmm! It's alright! It's just that all those data are giving me a headache," I said with a wry smile. This stuff is really a headache . 　　"It's nothing, don't look at these. It'll be even more at the end of the month. Things like employee salaries, benefits , and a whole bunch of budgets will have to go through you. That's when you'll start to complain!" My wife chuckled, her beautiful face even more charming. 　　"You must have suffered a lot before, right? I really feel sorry for you," I said, holding my wife's hand tenderly. 　　"I used to think it was hard work, but I don't feel that way now. Because of you, it's all worth it," my wife said with a sweet expression. 　　The steak was served quickly. Perhaps she was starving, or perhaps she was just so happy today, but she didn't eat with her usual elegance at all. Instead, she was as lively and energetic as a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, constantly telling me all sorts of interesting things that happened at the company. It was incredibly heartwarming. 　　"Honey, let's go." After lunch, my wife and I rested for a bit, preparing to return to the company to finish the work we'd missed . 　　"Okay! Wait a minute, I need to use the restroom. I'll be right back." Feeling the urge to urinate, I quickly went into the restroom after saying goodbye to my wife. 　　"Manrou, it's been so long!" Just as my wife was waiting for me, a harmonious voice sounded behind her. 　　My wife turned around and saw a middle-aged man, about forty years old, who smiled broadly and said, "Oh, it's Mr. Zhang!" " 　　So Manrou still remembers me. I thought you'd forgotten me!" The middle-aged man laughed. "Manrou, you're having lunch too? Would you like to join us?" 　　"No, Mr. Zhang, I've already eaten." My wife declined with a smile. 　　"Oh, is that so? That's a pity. I thought I'd have a chance to have lunch with Manrou." 　　Mr. Zhang looked disappointed. 　　"There's plenty of time, there will be other opportunities," the wife said. 　　"There's a business gathering coming up in a few days, and I wonder if Manrou would do me the honor of coming with me, just as my date, to help me out?" Mr. Zhang smiled expectantly. 　　"I'm afraid that won't work. I'm always very busy, and I might not be able to make it," the wife refused. 　　"No problem, no problem! It doesn't matter if you come a little late," Mr. Zhang hurriedly replied 　　. "That depends on whether my husband agrees," the wife said as she saw me approaching. 　　"Your husband?" Mr. Zhang's expression changed slightly upon hearing this, but he still smiled and said, "Manrou, you're joking. When did you get married? I haven't heard anything about it." 　　"Honey, let me introduce you. This gentleman is Mr. Zhang Baolin. He and our company are in the clothing industry. Speaking of which, Mr. Zhang helped us a lot when we first started the company." My wife took my hand 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　and said affectionately. 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　" 　　Oh? Thank you so much, Mr. Zhang. Oh! My name is Wenyun, and I'm Manrou's husband." I extended my hand and shook hands with Mr. Zhang politely. 　　"Mr. Wen is truly young and accomplished. Not only is he successful in his career, but he also married a wife like Manrou. It's truly enviable !" Mr. Zhang quickly concealed his emotions and chatted with us warmly for a while before leaving. 　　"Are you very familiar with Manrou?" I asked after Zhang Baolin left. This person gave me a very uncomfortable feeling. 　　"He's so overly friendly, honey. You should stay away from people like that in the future. He's not a kind person," my wife advised me with concern . 　　I affectionately brushed her nose against mine. "Don't worry, honey," I replied, "I'm just feeling down. I haven't turned white."

"Foolish!

" "That's not necessarily true!"

"Hmm! You dare doubt me! I'll give you a good spanking when we get home!"

"You think I'm afraid of you? Come on then!" Just as my wife and I were flirting, she suddenly shuddered,
her smile vanishing instantly.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"N-nothing... honey, get in the car and wait for me. I'll go pay the bill and be right back," my wife said.

"Okay! Hurry up." I didn't suspect anything and turned to leave.

After I left, my wife's face turned gloomy. She muttered to herself, "Could I have seen wrong? No!

It should be her, but how could she be here? Humph! Who cares? Xia Pingting, since you dared
to go don't blame me for being ruthless. He's mine, and no one can take him away, not even you." At this moment, my wife's
face became terribly gloomy. In the end, she calmed herself down, paid the bill, and hurriedly got into the car and
drove to the company...

(III) Xia Pingting

The past few days of overtime work had exhausted my wife. On one hand, she had to review documents, and on the other hand, she had to teach me
, novice, how to do things. However, even though we were very tired, our feelings for each other were extremely intense. Finally, last night, my
wife and I slept together for the first time after my disappointment.

My wife's frenzy last night was completely unlike her usual quiet and virtuous demeanor. Instead, she was like a hungry wolf that had been thirsty for a long time
, relentlessly demanding things, leaving my back aching.

"Manrou, get up! We'll be late if we don't leave now. Didn't you say we're the role models for our employees? We
can't be the ones breaking the rules!" After waiting for a while and not seeing my wife come down, I went upstairs again. She
was still lying in bed, showing no sign of getting up.

"I'm not going. I'm not feeling well today," my wife said.

"What's wrong? You were fine yesterday. Is something wrong? Should we see a doctor?" I
touched my wife's forehead with the back of my hand and felt that her temperature was normal, with no signs of fever.

My wife rolled her eyes at me and said, "Why are you touching me like that? I'm not sick!"

"Didn't you say you weren't feeling well?"

"It's all because of you! You were so rough last night, and now I have no strength left," my wife
pouted and complained.

I chuckled immediately. "How can you blame me? I don't know who kept whispering 'I
want it, I want it' in my ear last night. I reckon if this house wasn't so soundproofed, people ten miles away could hear you."

"Ugh! I'm ignoring you! Ah...it hurts..." My wife tried to turn over but cried out
in pain.

I pulled back the blanket covering her. Because of last night's frenzy, she was completely naked, and
the marks of the night still lingered on her body. But I didn't have time to admire her; instead, I looked at her
lower body. Her pubic area was completely bald. Yes, she was a virgin. But
what should have been a rosy pink pubic area was now bright red and swollen.

"Does it hurt a lot?"

"Yes!" My wife nodded pitifully.

"Do you want me to rub it for you?"

"No, that will hurt even more!" My wife refused.

"I promise it won't hurt.

" "No..."

"..."

After some haggling, my wife finally gave in. I don't know if I
did this , but I was instinctively skilled and practiced. Under my massage, my wife quickly fell asleep.

My wife rested at home for three whole days. Those three days were incredibly difficult for me, like a fishbone stuck in my throat.
The company had only been established for a short time, and everything needed to be perfected, but I was a novice. I was
overwhelmed with work for those few days. Fortunately, my wife took over my work in time, and I was able to breathe a sigh of relief and go home
to rest for a day.

"President Su, someone is looking for you outside!" My wife was engrossed in reviewing documents when my secretary, Xiao Wang, knocked on the door
and said respectfully.

"Hmm? Who's looking for me?" the wife asked without looking up.

"It's a very beautiful young lady. She said her name is Xia Pingting!"

"What?" The wife looked up abruptly, hesitated for a moment, and frowned. "Bring her in!"

A moment later, Secretary Wang led a beautiful woman in her twenties into the office. She had flowing
, shoulder-length hair, her bright eyes sparkling with an unusual brilliance. She had an oval face, exuding femininity, and wore crystal
earrings. Her thin, rosy lips were alluring, her nose was high and straight, her shoulders were sharply defined, and her figure
was slender, with a prominent bust and buttocks. She wore a white suit with a short skirt, radiating a
noble , elegant, and ethereal aura. This was the complete opposite of the wife's allure.

The wife waved for Xiao Wang to leave, then asked in a very unhappy tone, "Why are you here
? Didn't you promise me you wouldn't appear in front of me again? What? You want to go back on your word?"

"I... I just heard he woke up and wanted to see him, that's all!" Xia Pingting
lowered her head like a child who had done something wrong, speaking in a very soft, almost inaudible voice.

"See him? Forget it! Don't forget your promise to me. You know I can easily lift
up your family, and I can also destroy it! So you'd better not cross my bottom line."

"I didn't mean anything else, I just want to see him from afar," Xia Pingting pleaded.

"Don't you think you've harmed him enough? If he hadn't been lucky, he would have died a few minutes later. And
now, even if he's awake, he's completely forgotten everything from before, he doesn't even recognize me, so naturally
he won't ." The wife looked at Xia Pingting angrily and reprimanded her. Suddenly, her tone shifted: "But this is for the best. Let's pretend
nothing ever happened, as if you never met him. It'll be better for both of you.

" "But..."

"No buts. You must leave here immediately as agreed. If you dare
to hmph! Then don't blame me!" The wife's words were threatening, her face contorted with rage.

"Thump..." With a soft sound, Xia Pingting knelt before her wife, tears streaming down her face,
uttering the startling words: "Mom, please let me see him! I promise you, just once, just once."

"I'll stay far away from now on and won't bother you anymore. Please, Mom!" "

Shut up!" The wife angrily shoved Xia Pingting to the ground, yelling hysterically,
"Xia Pingting, remember you're divorced from my son, so you're no longer a member of the Wen family. And let me
tell you, don't even think about it. Don't make me take drastic measures, or your useless brother's company
will go bankrupt immediately, believe it or not!"

"I..." Xia Pingting's lips moved, but she didn't say anything.

"Alright, now you can leave. Get out of this city right now. Remember what I said. Otherwise...

" The wife impatiently issued the order to leave, not wanting to see Xia Pingting again.

Xia Pingting finally stood up, looking dejected, and staggered out of the company. The
wife hurriedly left shortly after Xia Pingting, unaware that a pair of
sinister eyes were watching her departing figure from a corner of the company...

"Hmm!" I rubbed my aching head, frantically searching for aspirin. I don't know
why but lately I've been getting frequent headaches, and I haven't told my wife because I didn't want her to worry. Thankfully, the pain comes and goes
quickly; I just have to bear it.

"Honey, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" My wife's voice came from behind me.

I turned around and said, "Nothing, just a slight headache, it'll be fine in a bit! By the way, why are you home
so early today?"

"Oh! I've finished reviewing all the documents, so I left work early today. You must be
hungry! I'll go cook!" My wife bent down to take off her high heels, habitually rubbing her slightly sore toes.

"Not yet! I ate lunch, I'm not hungry now!"

"Hmph! It must have been junk food again. Eating too much junk food is bad for you. Maybe that's
why ." No one knows a husband better than his wife; she knew immediately that I'd bought instant noodles for lunch to save time.

"It's because you weren't here!" I said with a forced smile.

"Alright, stop joking around. I'll go cook right away. You can watch TV for a bit!" My wife changed her shoes, tied on her
apron, and went into the kitchen. Soon, I heard the clatter of dishes and chopsticks coming from inside.

I turned on the TV and switched to the news channel to pass the time. Suddenly, a news report came on: "
An explosion occurred in the CT room of XX Hospital in this city, resulting in two deaths and one injury. It is reported that the cause was a circuit malfunction, and further details
will be available later.

" XX Hospital? Isn't that the hospital I'm in? How could this happen? Whatever, it doesn't concern me
much . I picked up the remote and changed channels a few more times, but finally, unable to find anything interesting, I had to turn
the TV off.

My wife was humming a little tune as she cooked in the kitchen when her phone vibrated. She put down her spoon and opened it
to find a text message. The message was short, only a dozen or so characters, but she read it for a long time.
So long as didn't even notice that the food was burning.

Meanwhile, not far from the villa, a man with a cast on his left arm put his phone away in his shirt pocket,
his eyes filled with venom. He said, "That bitch dared to scheme against me, we'll see!"

"Manrou, are you alright?" I asked with concern, seeing my wife start to drift off again. Tonight, my wife
always seemed absent-minded, which worried me greatly.

"I'm fine!"

"Then you..."

"Oh! I was just thinking about a project proposal at the company today," my wife explained.

"I see!" I nodded, relieved. "Manrou, why don't you rest early tonight?" I
took Manrou's soft, boneless hand, took off her apron, and then lifted her up in my arms.

"Put me down!" My wife immediately knew what I was about to do when she was in my arms. But I wouldn't
listen to her; I carried her straight into the bedroom.

"Manrou, you're so beautiful!" I couldn't help but admire her, looking at her charming and flawless face.

"Can't you wait? Let me shower first, okay?"

"No! I like it when you do this," I refused, reaching my hand directly into her bra through her uniform, touching
her breasts that were taut by the uniform.

"Ugh! Why do you like this so much!"

I didn't reply, taking off my wife's bra through her coat and tossing it aside. Then I
grabbed her large breasts and played with them wantonly, pressing and pulling at her pink nipples with my fingers.

"Manrou, your breasts are so big and soft," I said, opening my mouth to suck on one of her nipples, my tongue
licking her breasts haphazardly.

"You bad husband, why do you like playing with me here?" my wife complained, but her body cooperated with me.
She clearly enjoyed the feeling.

"I like you here just like you like my 'sausage'," I teased.

"I...I don't like it!" My wife was aroused, her breathing became rapid, but
she remained silent.

Upon hearing this, I got up, pulled down my pants, and placed my already rock-hard penis on my wife's breasts, saying, "Manrou, help
me!" My

wife skillfully used one breast on each hand to rub against my penis. Perhaps feeling that her uniform was in the way, my wife sat up, took off her clothes, and knelt on the bed, continuing to give me a blowjob. My wife's soft and elastic breasts swayed up and down, giving me indescribable pleasure. 　　Suddenly, I felt a warmth on my penis. Looking down, I saw my wife's jade-like hand holding mine and putting it into her mouth, as if she were sucking on yogurt, with a look of enjoyment on her face. My wife would sometimes tease , and sometimes she would lower her head and gently bite my testicles with her teeth. 　　"Manrou, you're sucking so well," I said, looking at my wife's flushed face, and my waist moved in sync with hers, moving rhythmically back and forth. Hearing this, my wife worked even harder, shaking her head rapidly, my penis thrusting in and out of her mouth, giving me unbearable pleasure. At the same time, I increased the pressure on my hands, squeezing my wife until it hurt but also felt good. 　　After a while, my wife's licking slowed down. Seeing this, I immediately pulled out my penis and violently ripped off her lace panties. My penis, pressed against her vagina, went in. Having been filled by my wife for a while, it became incredibly lubricated, and I slid in without any resistance to the deepest part of her vagina. 　　My wife's vagina was very tight; my penis was completely enveloped as soon as it entered. With a thrust of my hips, I quickly...

I began thrusting into my wife. She vigorously swayed her sexy buttocks to match my penetration
, naturally slipping her sweet tongue into my mouth, exchanging saliva.

My fierce onslaught quickly reached a fever pitch with my wife; I pressed down on her, biting her
breasts and shaking my lower body relentlessly. My wife, aroused by me, uttered seductive and wanton words:
"Mmm... Husband... harder... deeper... Ahhh... fuck me to death
... Husband, fuck me to death quickly..."

My wife's lewd words fueled my animalistic desires, my movements becoming increasingly violent. My thrusts made my wife's body spasm,
her expression shifting between pleasure and pain, yet her body instinctively responded to me. I lifted one of my wife's beautiful legs,
clad in sheer stockings, and thrust violently again and again. Almost every thrust caused my wife to let out a wanton moan,
and soon her lower body was overflowing with fluids.

I pulled out my penis and had my wife lie face down on the bed. I then moved on to the
depths which was even tighter than her vagina. With each thrust, she moaned even more wantonly and wantonly
. Each time my penis entered, it made a "sizzling" sound as her juices flowed from her anus
and vagina, running down her thighs and onto the sheets.

After about five minutes, my wife and I finally climaxed. I shuddered, and a seemingly endless
stream of shot into her body, ending our lovemaking.

We nestled together and rested for a while, then got out of bed, took a shower, and finally fell asleep in each other's arms. I

pulled out my penis and had my wife lie face down on the bed. I then moved on to the
depths which was even tighter than her vagina. With each thrust, she moaned even more wantonly and wantonly. With each thrust of my
penis , a "sizzling" sound filled the air as my wife's juices flowed in and out of her anus
and vagina, staining the sheets with her thighs.

After about five minutes, my wife and I finally climaxed. A jolt ran through me as I ejaculated an endless
stream into her body, ending our lovemaking.

We nestled together and rested for a while, then took a shower before finally falling asleep in each other's arms.

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