[The Inherent Goodness of a Wife] (Part 1)

"At birth, man's nature is good." This is the opening line of the Three Character Classic, which I think everyone has heard. Mencius said that human nature is good.

Chinese culture is profound and extensive; the word "nature" can be interpreted in many ways: character, gender, nature, sexual desire.

From birth, a person's nature is good, without any impurities. However, as a person grows and integrates into

society , their nature slowly changes and transforms. Whether it's character or sexual desire, our bodies and minds

are no longer what they were at birth, but they still retain some of that initial state. —Dedicated to

commemorating the beautiful times my wife and I shared.

Chapter 1 A Man's Wife, Inherently Good

"Husband, I'm home!"

"Baby, are you hungry? I made your favorite scrambled eggs with tomatoes and stir-fried pork with garlic sprouts. Hurry up and change your clothes to eat

!"

"Husband, you're so good to me, I love you!"

"I love you too, my good wife!"

At this moment, the wife was taking off her clothes. With every move, the charm of a young woman was fully displayed. The wife's

breasts a pair of 36C, were quite full. The unique shrinking effect of the push-up bra made

a deep cleavage appear on her snow-white chest. Her breasts were so big that they almost seemed to be overflowing. After removing the bra, her breasts, which had been squeezed all day,

instantly swelled up. The pink nipples dragged the areolas and trembled in front of me in a charming arc. Her full breasts

suddenly stood up.

The long skirt, extending past her knees, couldn't conceal my wife's two straight, slender legs. Her delicate calves were so

beautiful, her small toes sparkling white. The white, transparent panties contrasted sharply with her black pubic hair.

My wife's pubic hair was thick and grew in a regular pattern, growing from both sides towards the center of her lower abdomen, forming a beautiful contraction at the

clitoris , just covering the protruding clitoris. My wife looked at me shyly, bent

over, lifted her legs, and slowly removed the modesty cloth covering her genitals. The setting sun shone on my wife's back, enveloping her naked

body, presenting a holy goddess before me. My wife's whole being shimmered with golden light.

My wife looked at me shyly and said, "Honey, how can you stare at me like that?"

"Oh? How am I supposed to look?"

"Ugh, I need to take a shower. I'm all sweaty and uncomfortable!"

My wife swayed her pert buttocks, her long, white legs drawing graceful

arcs before my eyes. Her waist wasn't slender, and she had some extra fat on her stomach, but the combination of her 156cm height and 55kg

weight resulted in—a combination of voluptuousness and allure. We'd been married for five years, and my wife

was no the innocent virgin she once was. Married life and work had instilled in her a seductive

charm.

With each step she took, her buttocks swayed, her hips, waist, and neck twisting, creating

an S-shaped curve in her body. And this body walked naked into the bathroom.

I admit I'm a lecher, perhaps out of love, but every time I see my wife naked, I

feel an urge to give my life for her. My wife is so alluring now, she doesn't need to

act like it. Sometimes I wonder, she's not tall and a bit plump, yet she

attracts men's attention at work and outside. Is it because she's naturally seductive, or has I

cultivated ? Is this what they call a married woman, a young woman?

Fortunately, my wife is a relatively conservative woman with a small social circle. Besides a few close

colleagues and classmates, she has practically no other friends, not even a single male friend.

The sports news is broadcasting today's NBA game report, and I'm engrossed in watching it when my wife opens the bathroom door. She

's wearing a blue towel around her neck, revealing a shallow cleavage. Her short, ear-length hair is wet and sticks to her flushed face.

The towel just covers her genitals, revealing her two slender legs.

"Finally, it's a bit cooler. I was so thirsty!" My wife said as she walked towards the refrigerator.

Beneath her snow-white back, her two plump buttocks swayed from side to side with the movement of her jade-like legs,

revealing .

"Baby, you're such a back view killer."

"You're so annoying, you pervert."

"You're really beautiful, so sexy! My wife is so pretty."

"What bad luck today. I missed the last bus, and there were so many people, I couldn't even squeeze on!"

"Baby, if we can't get on tomorrow, let's take a taxi home. I can still earn that much money!"

"Honey, you're so sweet, but I still want to take the bus home. Taking a taxi home costs too much, and

all my colleagues take the bus home!"

"My sweet wife is such a virtuous little wife. Come here, let your husband hug you!" My wife took small steps

to the sofa, turned around, swayed her round buttocks, sat on my lap, and put her arms around my head

.

"Honey, I'm so hungry, are you hungry too?"

"I'm hungry too. Let's eat after I finish watching this NBA highlight reel!"

"Okay!" After saying that, my wife got up and reached for my pants. I knew she was in heat again.

These past few days, every day after work, she would directly ask for my love. I really don't know how she can be so tired from school and

still have the energy to make love with me when she gets home. Women are truly amazing creatures. I threw away the remote control, took off my clothes,

and pressed my wife down on the sofa. A sex battle began.

I got married in the third year after I met my wife. Before marriage, she was a virgin. Before me, she had never even dated

. Such a blank slate, marrying me, I was extremely satisfied deep down. Even if I married a goddess, if she

was dark down there, who knows how many days and nights she had been with, just thinking about it makes me feel disgusted.

These days, some people say marrying a virgin is like winning the lottery. I feel like my wife is a treasure given to me by God

. For the past five years of our marriage, my wife and I have tried almost every sexual position. For

couples like us, sex has become a habit; desire has faded, and instead, responsibility or obligation often

dictates our sex life. These past few days, I've had almost no sexual interest in my wife, but she

seems to enjoy it immensely, so I have to be fully focused.

Right now, I'm lying on the sofa, my wife is kneeling on top of me, and we're in a 69 position, licking each

other's genitals. Humans are animals, but humans are more advanced than animals, and so is sex. My tongue...

I gently scraped my wife's labia, and when my tongue occasionally touched her clitoris, she would immediately raise her

large, white buttocks and let out a soft "ah...ah..." scream. I knew my wife also liked me licking her urethra

and vaginal opening, so I used my entire tongue to thoroughly sweep around the outside of her urethra and vagina.

"Husband, no, no, it's so itchy!"

"No, don't you want your husband to eat your little pussy?"

"Husband, I want it, I want you to eat my pussy, I want it, I want it!"

"Baby, be good, open your mouth, quickly eat your husband's big cock, I want you to swallow it all!"

Before I could finish speaking, my wife had already opened her small mouth and swallowed my cock in one gulp. Her

tongue and her lips tried their best to wrap around my penis. I held my wife's two thighs tightly with both hands,

buried my face between my wife's legs, and my tongue, my lips, and my nose were all on my wife's vulva.

Waves of pleasure surged from my glans, allowing me to clearly feel my wife's movements. She was

clamping , trying to open her mouth wide enough to swallow my penis as much as possible, then slowly

guiding my glans into her throat. She loved the feeling of my glans thrusting in and out of her throat.

Moans emanated from my wife's nose, igniting my desire. I licked my wife's clitoris and vagina even more vigorously.

My wife is truly exceptional in bed.

Her body is incredibly sensitive. In my opinion, every inch of her skin is extremely sensitive.

Whether it's her lips, neck, ears, nipples, armpits, navel, genitals, buttocks

, or ordinary areas like her back, fingers, palms, toes, soles, arms, and thighs, everything on her body is

incredibly sensitive. Several times, I brought her to orgasm simply by licking her neck and back. And when we

're outside, even a light touch on her palm with my finger can make her vagina wet. The advantage of having such

a sensitive wife is that I don't need many fixed foreplay techniques. Just touching and

rubbing her body is enough to arouse her and make her wet.

As I attacked my wife's genitals, the frequency and intensity of her sucking my penis decreased. Whenever

I overstimulated her clitoris, she would spit out my penis, stretch her neck, tilt her head back, open her mouth, and

scream loudly.

"Ah...husband, I can't take it anymore, ah...husband, please, stop licking, stop..."

Hearing my wife's moans, my attack became even more intense. My tongue teased my wife's increasingly swollen

clitoris again and again. My wife tried to escape my lips several times, but I pulled her back by holding her big buttocks.

Finally, my wife could no longer bear the stimulation of her genitals. Her screams and moans grew louder and louder. Her two

thighs, which were kneeling on the sofa, trembled violently. She could no longer support her sexy body and instantly collapsed onto the sofa.

"Oh...honey, I really can't take it anymore, it feels so good!"

"Baby, your little cunt is so delicious, I love it!"

"Ugh, honey, I feel my vagina throbbing, it feels so good!"

After her orgasm, my wife lay on the sofa, almost unable to move. Her snow-white buttocks trembled, and her two

tender long thighs spread wide, revealing her pubic hair-covered vulva. They say women are made of water,

and when I stroked my wife's soft body with my hands, it really felt as tender as if it were about to overflow. She was truly a

natural beauty. About three minutes later, my wife regained her strength, got up, leaned against me, and rested her head on my

shoulder.

"Baby, you climax so easily! You couldn't handle it after just a few strokes!"

"Honey, you made me feel so good, I couldn't help it!"

"You little brat! Can we eat now? You've made me hungry..."

My wife and I put on our pajamas. My face was sticky from giving her oral sex, so I had to wash

it . Looking at myself in the mirror, I felt confident. After dinner, my wife said she was sleepy, and

she was already asleep before 9 pm.

My wife has a very high sex drive. Even during her period, when her vagina is unusable, she still lets me give her oral sex.

After the first time she gave me oral sex, she told me that she liked the feeling of my penis in her mouth, especially

the feeling of the glans hitting her throat. This feeling is like the feeling of vaginal penetration, and it brings her

pleasure.

So many times, when my wife gives me oral sex, moans come out of her nose,

moans filled with enjoyment, pleasure, and satisfaction. Having a wife like this is both a blessing

and a curse for a man. Fortunately, my health is still good enough to satisfy her. I often think

that with such a strong sex drive, if things continue like this, I, as a man, really won't be able to satisfy her. I might have to find more

men to satisfy her.

My wife's advertising company is one of the larger ones in our city, and it's very busy. Besides a lot of

design work in front of the computer every day, she sometimes has to meet with clients, and some big clients even come to her door. In

addition to is mainly run by two large advertising departments, somewhat similar to

the characters Xing and Zu in the TV series "Best Selling Secrets." The advertising department my wife works in is called "Yalan."

The department manager is named Song Yalan, a capable female manager. My wife's major in college

was not advertising. It was rather by chance that Song Yalan picked her up at the job market. Unexpectedly,

after entering the advertising industry, my wife really thrived. Her quirky personality means that her advertising ideas are always

thinking outside the box and reaching new heights, which are very popular with clients.

By my third year at the company, I had become a key member of the "Yalan" department, and my

monthly 2,000 yuan to 8,000 yuan. If I successfully completed all the company's tasks each year,

I would receive a year-end bonus of 30,000 to 50,000 yuan. For the past three years, my wife's annual salary has been over 150,000 yuan. Keep

in mind, this figure is definitely considered white-collar in our city, where housing prices are around 10,000 yuan per square meter. My only regret is that my salary isn't high; compared to my wife, it's only a little over 4,000 yuan

per month . I'm a university teacher, teaching chemistry, and I teach 4-6 classes a week. The rest of my time is entirely my own. At 30, I have no choice but to pursue further education, so I dedicate most of my spare time to...

With the money I use for my studies, I'll graduate with my PhD in two more years. Then I can apply for an associate professorship, become a mentor, and

supervise students.

Whenever my wife and I talk about salary, she always comforts me understandingly, saying that her earnings

are only temporary. The advertising industry is too competitive; she might lose her job any day and still have to rely on me to support her.

There's no other way; if one spouse is in a high-risk, high-reward profession, the other should

choose a more stable job to ensure a stable family income. Otherwise,

a combination of "high-risk + high-risk" income will affect normal family life.

My wife is a kind, simple, and gentle woman. Whether at work or at home,

especially given her advertising design profession, she's always mindful of her words and actions. Therefore, she's

very , which is also partly due to her good looks. A plump, youthful-looking young woman with a cute

personality , her favorite attire includes various colored stockings, miniskirts, shorts, and

8-12 cm high heels. She possesses two straight, long, slender, and snow-white legs. A woman like this

attracts many men who want to have an affair, even in public; she often attracts attention from suitors.

Yesterday, my wife was unusually energetic. Perhaps it was because she went to bed early around 8 pm,

or perhaps it was because her husband made her favorite congee with preserved egg and lean pork this morning. In any case, she carried a little

anticipation, which culminated in a reality while waiting for the bus. Actually, my wife

lied to me yesterday—a white lie, I suppose!

The reason she came home late yesterday was because she encountered trouble. Actually, with my wife's and my current

income we could easily afford to take taxis every day or even buy a car. However, the house we bought with a mortgage when we got married cost over 800,000

yuan, and we've been paying it off for the past few years. We'll be able to pay it off next year. My wife says that unless we pay off the mortgage, we

absolutely will not buy a car, and we will have to be very frugal with our daily expenses. Of course, this does not include her spending on cosmetics and clothes.

Yesterday afternoon at 5 pm, my wife and her colleagues were waiting for the bus. It was early summer, and the weather was getting hotter every day.

Fashionable women were already wearing summer clothes. Around the bus stop, many young women, with their pretty

faces , full breasts, or long, white legs, were dressed in various cool and sexy clothes,

attracting the attention of other men who would steal glances. Some bolder men even stared intently at their favorite type,

not wanting to miss a single look.

My wife wore white high heels, those 12-centimeter heels so thin they looked like nails, yet she

didn't seem tired at all. Nude, sheer stockings tightly encased her slender, long legs, revealing the beautiful curve of her feet from

knee to ankle—precisely machine-made, neither too

much nor too little, her calves were incredibly beautiful. Above the knees was a mini-skirt in red, yellow, and green,

just short enough to cover her buttocks.

Her thighs were completely bare, their straightness accentuated by the high heels, making her appear

even more elegant and alluring. The denim jacket paired with the floral skirt gave her a more spirited look than a delicate one, though

her full breasts seemed to defy the white straps, pushing them high and

revealing a deep, snow-white cleavage between the straps.

My wife, dressed like this, undoubtedly became the focus of attention among the women. The colleague waiting for the bus with her

wasn't on the same bus, so she didn't encounter anyone she knew after boarding. It was hot and crowded,

so she tried to move to a seat in the middle of the bus near the window with a handrail. Being a stylish and sexy woman,

many men in the crowd readily made way for her, allowing her to stand comfortably. After two more stops, the bus

became increasingly crowded, and my wife was almost pressed against the window.

As the bus swayed along, she felt someone pressing tightly against her back. Turning around,

she saw a scholarly-looking man wearing black-rimmed glasses, appearing to be around 40 years old, carrying a

briefcase , and wearing a white shirt. He didn't look like a pervert at all, my wife thought. But as she continued looking out

the window, she felt someone touch her thigh from her knee upwards—a solid touch.

The hand, starting from her right side, first rested on her knee and then moved upwards,

stopping only at the hem of her short skirt, seemingly testing her reaction.

The wife whirled around, and behind her was the same bespectacled man, but he stared straight out the window, seemingly unaware of what had just

happened beside her. The wife twisted her neck, scanning behind her with a questioning look.

There were two more men, both bald, one fat, one thin, both wearing slippers, shorts, and tank tops,

looking like migrant workers. These two men were standing with their backs to her, and for a moment, the wife didn't know who was

harassing her, so she could only remain silent.

But the good times didn't last long. Less than five minutes later, when the bus arrived at the stop and another group of people boarded, a hand quickly

slipped under the wife's skirt and between her legs, fingers pressing directly against her genitals. The wife reacted instantly

, trying to stop the groping hand, but just as she tightly gripped

the hand reaching for her genitals with her right hand, another hand swiftly slipped under the hem of her tank top and reached for her breasts,

firmly grasping her left breast through her bra, five fingers kneading her full, soft flesh.

Just as the wife was about to scream, another hand covered her lipstick-covered lips, and a

bald man whispered in her right ear, "If you dare scream, I'll strip you naked and embarrass you to death!"

The wife turned her head and saw the fat and thin bald men behind her. She was so frightened she almost fainted, but

she immediately realized that this was still a bus, and with so many people, the fat bald man wouldn't do anything to her. But if

she were really stripped naked, she would be utterly humiliated and lose face. It was better to let these two

thugs take advantage of her.

This scene unfolded before more than one person on the bus, but no one stood

up to intervene. These days, sticking your neck out only invites trouble, and besides, to others, the wife's

attire didn't seem like that of a respectable woman.

Fortunately, the next stop arrived, and the wife struggled to squeeze off the bus. The two bald men didn't get

off with her , so she had to take the next bus home. On the way, the wife was surprised to discover that her vagina...

She had actually become aroused. On the bus, two strange men had touched her body, and she had unintentionally

become aroused. Now that she had calmed down, she felt a slight sense of loss.

The bus harassment was just a minor incident; what truly bothered her was something else.

Recently, a client had been harassing her. Actually, in the advertising industry, this is quite common. If you don't have a good image

in advertising , the client's first impression won't be good. The client was a

real estate developer named Wang Qiang. His company wasn't large, mainly developing small projects, but his net

worth was still several hundred million. Initially, Wang Qiang hadn't chosen Yalan Department, but after seeing her, he immediately decided

to use Yalan Department's advertising plan.

Song Yalan always thought it was her doing, but the real reason was: in Wang Qiang's eyes, his wife looked exactly like his first love. Of course, no two people look exactly alike; his wife simply resembled

Wang Qiang's first love somewhat.

After the company's pleasant collaboration with Wang Qiang ended, Wang Qiang began to repeatedly

try to seduce his wife. He knew she was already married, so his approach was gentle. As a wealthy man with a high level of

education and intelligence, Wang Qiang wasn't in a hurry to win her over, but rather engaged in casual, intermittent harassment.

It was another sunny day. The morning meeting had just ended at 8 a.m., and before his wife could even sit down, the phone rang.

"Yingying, good morning...hehe..." "Mr. Wang, if there's nothing else, I'll hang up. I just

finished a morning meeting and I'm very busy right now." His wife's tone was particularly curt.

"Okay, Yingying, I won't bother you anymore..." Wang Qiang calls his wife at least three times a week.

If he calls in the morning, it's just to say hello; if it's at noon or in the afternoon, he wants

to invite her to dinner. But every time, his wife refuses. Her thinking is that she is very happy now, and money is not a problem,

so she doesn't need to pay attention to those headless flies. If it weren't for the fact that Wang Qiang was once a client of the company, and based on

the principle of customer first, she would have blocked Wang Qiang's number long ago. His wife is well aware of Wang Qiang's

intentions , but she has no way to solve this problem. It's a helpless trouble.

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