[The Husband Series: The Unfaithful Husband] (The Eighteenth Night of the Second Autumn Night Talk) (Complete)

"Hey, honey, did you know that Mr. He from the fifth floor and Mrs. Liu, the new girl who moved in downstairs, seem to be

having an affair ?"

Weiwei said to Wenhua mysteriously.

"How do you know? Don't ruin someone's reputation without evidence, or they'll sue you for defamation!"

Wenhua finished the last sip of milk, put down the cup, and pushed up his thick-rimmed glasses.

"Who says there's no evidence? Mrs. Huang, who lives across from Mrs. Liu, said she saw Mr. He

sneaking out of Mrs. Liu's house through the security window..."

"Hehehe, coming out of someone else's house is considered an affair, honey, then you're having an affair with every

man ."

Wenhua wasn't exactly familiar with the new girl downstairs, but she wasn't a stranger either.

About three weeks ago, one night, an uninvited couple visited Wenhua's home. The man was dressed in

a smart white short-sleeved shirt and black trousers, but it couldn't hide his rugged physique; the woman wore

a pink vest dress, both elegant and refreshing.

The man introduced himself as Liu, and the woman as his wife, Honghong. They had just rented the apartment downstairs from Teacher Luo, which had been

vacant for a long time, and had come to say hello to their neighbor.

Liu's slightly tanned, muscular arms and the thick chest hair faintly visible beneath his semi-transparent clothing

exuded a strong masculine aura, momentarily captivating Weiwei, who went to open the door.

Following the principle of opposites attracting, Wenhua, who had been called over by the bewildered Weiwei,

was immediately drawn to Honghong beside Liu.

Honghong was quite tall and athletic, almost reaching the same height as the 1.7-meter-tall Wenhua in her high-heeled sandals.

Her ample breasts , slender waist, and full hips were accentuated by her well-tailored clothes.

What was most captivating were the exceptionally long, slender legs exposed beneath the hem of her skirt. Not only were the lines straight and beautiful,

but the legs were also perfectly proportioned, their smooth, white skin flawless – simply perfect.

A delicate anklet adorned her delicate ankles, naturally extending the graceful curves of her legs to her arches.

A row of elegant toes, painted with nail polish, peeked out neatly from her pale purple strapless sandals embroidered with butterflies,

alluringly radiating a pinkish glow.

The two couples stood facing each other at the doorway until Da Liu coughed, at which point Wen Hua snapped out of her reverie,

reluctantly withdrawing her gaze and inviting the couple inside. Wen Hua, accustomed to her research work, wasn't usually a talkative person, and Wei Wei, usually chattering away , inexplicably became shy

in the face of this strikingly beautiful couple.

Fortunately, Da Liu was knowledgeable and witty,

and Hong Hong, understanding and perceptive, occasionally chimed in with lighthearted banter, gradually enlivening the atmosphere

.

From their conversation, Wen Hua learned that Da Liu was in the purchasing business, while Hong Hong was a housewife. They had rented the vacant house

from the now-moved Teacher Luo at a high price because of the quiet and safe environment on campus . 　　They chatted for a long time before parting happily. However, after that, due to a lack of opportunities, the two families didn't have much contact, only exchanging nods and a few words when they met. 　　As a normal man, Wen Hua was quite fond of the beautiful Hong Hong and naturally defended . 　　"Hey, honey, you're really something else, saying things like that, do you want me to...?" 　　"Mmm, I'm full, going to work." 　　Wen Hua said, standing up, taking the opportunity to interrupt Wei Wei's impending pointless chatter. But seeing Weiwei spreading jam on her sixth loaf of bread this morning across the table, Wenhua couldn't help but sigh: "Wife, things are different now. Who would want to...cuckold me these days?" 　　Wenhua's sigh wasn't without reason. Before marriage, Weiwei wasn't exactly stunning, but she was petite and delicate. However, after giving birth, she over-supplemented her postpartum period, and no matter how much she dieted or exercised , she couldn't lose weight. Always lacking patience, she soon gave up on her arduous weight loss plan. 　　Later, Weiwei lost her job, and with nothing to do all day, she resorted to binge eating and drinking as an outlet. Her figure ballooned like an inflated balloon, becoming the fattest woman in the building. 　　Suddenly, the image of the robust and strong Liu and the tall and beautiful Honghong flashed through Wenhua's mind. She realized they were a stark contrast to her own slender, fair-skinned appearance and Weiwei's short and fat figure! 　　"It's about time. Wake Zhuzhu up for school," 　　Wenhua said, grabbing her briefcase and fleeing the house. As 　　　　　　　　　　　Wen 　　Hua passed by Da Liu's house, recalling Wei Wei's words, she couldn't help but glance at the still tightly closed gate a few more times. 　　She'd heard that Da Liu was often away on business trips, leaving his beautiful and charming wife, Hong Hong, alone in her empty house . Perhaps 　　the rumors of him having an affair weren't unfounded. But… but for her, it didn't really matter! 　　It wasn't that Wen Hua wasn't tempted at all. The appearance of this stunning beauty, Hong Hong, had stirred a small stone in the still waters of Wen Hua's heart, which was experiencing its sixth year of marriage creating ripples. To be honest, deep down, Wen Hua harbored a desire to break free from her overly peaceful life. 　　But, lacking the powerful physique of Teacher He who played basketball, and without the silver tongue of Secretary that could charm even the birds in the trees, what made her so special? Wen Hua was at least somewhat self-aware. A romantic 　　encounter? As a self-proclaimed bookworm, Wen Hua seemed destined to be forever excluded from that category. She figured she might as well just obediently spend the rest of her life with Wei Wei, this haggard housewife. 　　Turning the corner, Wen Hua glanced back at Da Liu's house, shook her head, smiled bitterly, and descended the stairs, continuing her daily monotonous routine. 　　　　　　　　　　　************ It was a summer evening, past six o'clock, but the sky was still bright, with only a few patches of purplish-red sunset clouds 　　on the distant horizon . 　　Wen Hua, carrying several bags of instant noodles, walked wearily and slowly down the quiet stairs. 　　The entire building was quiet, as almost everyone had gone on the college's summer staff welfare trip .

Wen Hua, however, had to stay behind to research and verify information, making final preparations for her 　　professor's upcoming overseas publication of a paper .

Wei Wei and her daughter Zhu Zhu had also gone on the trip, leaving Wen Hua alone. She could only resort to this simplest and

quickest method to meet her needs.

Suddenly, a series of chaotic "clattering" sounds came from upstairs, like… fiddling with a door lock.

A thief?

Thinking that a thief might know the building had been deserted for the past few days and was taking advantage of the situation to break in, Wen Hua quickly tiptoed

to the corner of the stairs, crouched down, and cautiously peeked out, intending to figure out the situation before

quietly going to call the police.

…

…

A beautiful scene captivated Wen Hua.

Before her was an elegant and noble profile. She wore a strapless, low-cut black dress, paired with

a pale purple mesh shawl, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin above her chest. Her shapely, long legs were encased in

glossy black sheer stockings, and her feet wore black strappy stiletto heels. A trendy

green crescent-shaped suede handbag slung over her arm; the pure gold tag alone suggested its high value.

Her long, glossy black hair was styled in a high, elegant updo, revealing her

delicate ears and slender, graceful neck.

Because Wen Hua's gaze was directed upwards, and she was crouching on the ground, she saw more of what was normally hidden

.

The hem of her skirt swayed with her movements, and through the high slit on the side, one could glimpse

the black ruffles at the top of the stockings, and a small patch of smooth, white skin. Even more alluring,

a thin black lace garter belt clung tightly to her plump, white thighs, extending into the unfathomable shadows

below.

The garter belts, usually only seen in adult films, were now vividly displayed before Wen Hua's eyes, making her eyes

burn and her nose bleed. It wasn't until the female lead suddenly cried out "Ouch!" that Wen Hua was jolted from her reverie

.

Wait, that wasn't an unfamiliar voice—it was Hong Hong! The beautiful, elegant woman before her was Hong Hong! Although Hong Hong was already

a great beauty, Wen Hua had never imagined she could be so sophisticated and sexy.

Only then did Wen Hua realize that Hong Hong was unlocking her own front door; it seemed she had been overreacting

.

Thinking about the embarrassing situation she was in, she realized she'd be in deep trouble no matter what! Wen Hua

quickly stood up and quietly straightened her clothes.

"Ah, it's Teacher Wen."

Hong Hong heard the noise behind her and hurriedly turned around.

"It's...it's me, Mrs. Liu, hello."

Wen Hua pretended to have just come upstairs.

After making eye contact with Hong Hong, Wen Hua was even more stunned.

Long, arched eyebrows framed her eyes with a touch of golden-brown eyeshadow; her fair cheeks were adorned with a light layer of

orange blush; her lips, full and rosy, shimmered with a glossy sheen, were made of an unknown brand of lipstick

; and a pair of beautiful heart-shaped diamond earrings adorned her delicate earlobes, swaying gently from time to time

. Her heavily made-up face radiated a noble brilliance, making Wen Hua's gaze linger, only

occasionally stealing glances.

"Ah, Teacher Wen, you didn't go on a trip?"

"Hehe, what can I do? Work requires it. Hmm… by the way, is there something wrong with your lock?"

Afraid of giving herself away, Wen Hua quickly changed the subject.

"Yes, Teacher Wen, look, the key is broken off inside! What should I do?"

Wen Hua looked and saw that half a key was stuck in the lock; it seemed she would need to call a locksmith.

"Wait a minute, I'll go find a locksmith for you."

Wen Hua placed the bag of instant noodles on the ground and hurried downstairs.

A dozen minutes later, Wenhua rushed back.

"Oh no, the shopkeeper has already closed up shop."

Wenhua spread his hands helplessly.

"Then... what should we do? Da Liu is away on a business trip again..."

Honghong's voice was trembling with tears. Looking at her pitiful appearance, Wenhua felt

a surge of protective and helpfulness.

"Mrs. Liu, don't be afraid, let me try to open it for you."

"Then... thank you so much."

Wenhua went home and rummaged through drawers to find a hammer, screwdriver, and wrench—tools he hadn't used in decades—and started banging away at

Honghong's door.

The lock was just too good; Wenhua was sweating profusely but still couldn't open it.

Suddenly, a tissue gently landed on Wenhua's forehead, softly wiping away the beads of

sweat .

"Thank you..."

Wenhua turned to smile at Honghong, only to see a beautiful sight he would never forget.

Because she was half-squatting to wipe Wenhua's sweat, Honghong was now a head shorter than him, and her close-fitting clothes

had somehow loosened considerably. From Wenhua's angle, looking down at her, two snow-white, full breasts

were mostly exposed from the smooth black fabric, even the deep red areolas appeared and disappeared with her breath.

A glistening bead of sweat slid rapidly down her neck, only to be stopped by the fine downy hairs on her skin

, meandering across her snow-white, translucent chest before finally reluctantly sliding into the deep cleavage.

Honghong wasn't wearing a bra! Thinking of this, Wenhua felt a surge of excitement in his pants.

Noticing Wenhua's burning gaze, Honghong glanced down and realized she was exposed. She quickly stood

up, her face flushed, and stood to the side.

Wenhua also felt embarrassed; after all, one shouldn't look. He could only intensify his banging on the door lock with the hammer

to cover his embarrassment.

Finally, the lock on the iron gate was broken open. Honghong opened the wooden door and went inside; Wenhua packed up his tools,

preparing to go home.

"Teacher Wen, here are your things,"

Honghong called softly.

Wenhua looked and saw it was his bag of instant noodles, and quickly took it back, feeling embarrassed. After saying goodbye, Wenhua

turned to leave. He had only taken a few steps when Honghong called after him again.

"Teacher Wen, is this all you're having for dinner?"

"Ah, yes, I'm alone, too lazy to cook..."

"If... if you don't mind, would you like to come to my house for a simple meal later? It would be a way of thanking you for your

help."

For a moment, Wen Hua's heart seemed to stop beating. No way, Hong Hong actually invited her to her house, and for the two of them to have dinner alone together. A romantic scene of a candlelight dinner,

something she'd seen so often in TV dramas, flashed through Wen Hua's mind . 　　"Teacher Wen, you mean..." 　　Hong Hong interrupted Wen Hua's daydreams. 　　"This... this... I can't possibly accept this." 　　"Teacher Wen, you're too kind." 　　The two politely declined each other's invitations. Finally : 　　"Then... then I'll be bothering you for a while." 　　"Okay, then... see you later." 　　Hong Hong blushed and gently closed the door. 　　　　　　　　　　　As 　　soon as Wenhua got home, she rushed into the bathroom and showered three times, getting herself spotless . 　　What should she wear to the meeting? A suit? Too formal, the atmosphere wouldn't be right. Casual clothes? They weren't that familiar yet , no good. After much deliberation, Wenhua finally chose a casual outfit— the last . Time really flies! 　　As Wenhua prepared to leave, something suddenly occurred to her. She went back to her room and rummaged , finally finding a long-forgotten bottle of men's cologne. This was the only Valentine's Day gift they had exchanged since their marriage. 　　It was a free gift Weiwei had received during a department store sale, while Wenhua had carefully chosen a scarf for her that time! It seemed that from that moment on, she too had slowly begun to lose the romance of their relationship. 　　Looking at the bottle in her hand, Wenhua couldn't help but recall all the little moments she had shared with Weiwei. People say the seven-year itch is really 　　　　　　　　　　　real . Looking back on her relationship with Weiwei, it all seems so romantic and touching. But why does she feel completely numb around her now? 　　Is it just that 　　she's attracted to a woman's beauty? On the surface 　　, 　　it seems that's the case, but deep down, Wenhua 　　feels 　　it's not that 　　simple . 　　**************** 　　... 　　The house before her was luxuriously and comfortably furnished, reflecting the owner's pursuit of a high quality of life. However, Wen Hua 's gaze was mostly drawn to Hong Hong. 　　In just over half an hour, Hong Hong had transformed from a sexy, sophisticated woman . Her face, previously heavily made up, was now completely bare, as pure and natural as a lotus emerging from water. She had changed out of her sexy, elegant gown into a white and blue floral dress, her hair loosely draped over her shoulders, radiating a cool and natural aura. 　　Hong Hong led Wen Hua to the dining table, first serving her a bowl of winter melon and shrimp soup. The soup, light and refreshing with a hint of seafood's unique saltiness, whetted Wen Hua's appetite, who was parched from sweating. Wen Hua couldn't help but secretly admire Hong Hong's thoughtfulness and attentiveness. 　　After Wenhua finished his soup, Honghong brought out three side dishes: a simple steamed egg, tender and smooth, with a subtle sweetness from the dried scallops—a testament to skill in the ordinary; a pea shoot soup, the bright green shoots soaking in a creamy broth, garnished with a few golden-fried garlic cloves—not only refreshing and delightful but also visually appealing; and orange-scented pork ribs, crispy and tender fried pork ribs drizzled with a sauce rich in crushed orange pulp—sweet and sour, a tempting treat on a hot summer day. 　　"Because of the time crunch, I didn't have time to prepare much, I hope… you don't mind," 　　Honghong said, sitting next to Wenhua, her hands clasped shyly between her thighs, her cheeks slightly flushed . 　　"No, no, this is perfect, perfect," 　　Wenhua replied sincerely. Having grown accustomed to rich, oily meat dishes, these simple home-style dishes were much to his liking. 　　"Really?" 　　Honghong smiled happily as she watched Wenhua eat with relish. 　　Before Wenhua could even put the empty bowl back on the table after finishing his bowl, Honghong quickly took it from and served him another. Her attentive manner made Wenhua feel as if she were a gentle wife to her…beloved husband. 　　When Honghong handed Wenhua the bowl of rice, their hands inadvertently touched. Feeling the smooth skin on his heart skipped a beat. 　　They both enjoyed the meal immensely. Afterwards 　　, Wenhua sat comfortably on the soft sofa, savoring the light floral tea Honghong had brewed, and experiencing an indescribable sense of satisfaction. In his leisure time, he could also fully appreciate Honghong's beautiful figure as she busied herself, and of course, the occasional glimpses of her revealing clothing: the faint outline of her underwear under her white briefs, the lace trim of her bra peeking out from her loose sleeves, and the glimpses of her snow-white lower back and shallow buttocks when she bent over. 　　Honghong quickly finished clearing away all the dishes and sat down next to Wenhua, chatting with him about all sorts of things . Perhaps it was because the atmosphere was right, but Wenhua became surprisingly talkative, while Honghong became the listener, quietly listening to his eloquent discourse. 　　Wenhua downed his tea in one gulp, and Honghong immediately refilled his empty cup. Looking at Honghong's graceful demeanor...

The elegant way Honghong poured tea, and the smooth, jade-like arm swaying before him, made Wenhua's heart flutter. The

fact that they were sitting so close, and a faint, slightly sweaty fragrance wafting from Honghong's armpits,

possessed a wild allure that stimulated Wenhua's desire, making him somewhat restless. His words became

somewhat incoherent.

"...Brother Liu, you're so successful! That outfit you were wearing just now, it's at least

a month , hahaha..."

"That's just superficial success. Who understands my true needs? I'd rather he be home with me every night

like ...sigh..."

As if touching a sore spot, Honghong sighed deeply, her mournful expression like that of a woman confined to

her .

Wenhua's heart skipped a beat. Honghong's words sounded like some kind of hint! But

after saying this, Honghong sat there silently, leaving Wenhua unable to fathom her true intentions.

Faced with this situation, according to the usual tropes in erotic novels: either pick up the teacup, pretend

to knock frantically

wipe her up, only to find things escalating... or wait until Honghong gets up, deliberately trip her, catch her as she falls

, and then take advantage of the situation...

Wen Hua sat there lost in thought, daring to consider these methods but not daring to use them, because if he misunderstood

, the consequences would be disastrous!

The two sat in silence for a long time. Wen Hua glanced at the clock on the wall. Wow! It was already past eleven o'clock.

A man and a woman alone in a room, if they didn't say goodbye soon, it would really cause misunderstandings.

Hearing that Wen Hua was leaving, Honghong simply asked, "Are you leaving?" and got up to see him off, but her

quiet tone sounded somewhat reproachful to Wen Hua.

As Wenhua grasped the doorknob and turned to say goodbye to Honghong, he was

suddenly struck by the hopeful glint in her large, watery eyes. His heart fluttered, and somehow, what he meant to say,

"Goodnight," inexplicably turned into, "Can I stay?"

Perhaps it was the warm atmosphere, perhaps it was Honghong's flirtatious attitude, perhaps… whatever the reason,

Wenhua was utterly astonished at his own words, standing there dumbfounded, waiting for a

slap .

Honghong seemed stunned at first, probably not expecting the usually serious Wenhua to make such a

suggestive request. But soon, a smile slowly spread across her face, followed by a

happy laugh as she nestled into Wenhua's arms, resting her head on his shoulder, and gently said,

"Sure."

Wenhua inwardly cheered at how things had turned out this way.

**********

...

The two embraced tightly, groping each other as they rolled onto the large, soft bed… 　　“Mmm…ah…so good…harder…oh oh oh…deeper…ah… ah ah ah…” 　　Wen Hua never imagined that Hong Hong’s seemingly quiet moans could be so lewd, but to him, who was currently on top of her, they were like heavenly music, making him incredibly excited and his movements even more intense . 　　Hong Hong, drenched in sweat, writhed beneath Wen Hua like a large white snake, her hands gripping his buttocks tightly, her slender fingers digging deep into his soft flesh. 　　“Huff…huff…” 　　Her body was already sending warning signals. Reluctantly, Wen Hua prepared to pull his penis out; he still had some sense and knew he absolutely couldn’t ejaculate inside Hong Hong. 　　Just as Wen Hua was pulling away, Hong Hong’s hands slid towards his buttocks, and a finger, lubricated by sweat, suddenly poked into Wen Hua’s anus. 　　"Oh..." 　　Wen Hua reflexively thrust back, and at that moment, Hong Hong's vagina suddenly convulsed intensely, the tender flesh inside contracting and relaxing as if countless tiny mouths were gently biting his penis. The feeling was so incredibly pleasurable that Wen Hua couldn't bear to pull his penis away. At the same time, Hong Hong's index finger continued to circle around Wen Hua's anus, immediately pulling him back in whenever she sensed he was about to escape. With his 　　vagina in front and her lewd finger behind, Wen Hua had no choice but to thrust in forcefully. 　　Especially when he heard Hong Hong scream in a daze, "Good husband, shoot inside!", Wen Hua could no longer hold back, pushing as far as he could into Hong Hong's body, ejaculating before even reaching the end. 　　Hearing Hong Hong shout "Good husband!", the image of the burly Liu suddenly flashed through Wen Hua's blissful mind. 　　Having met her husband, yet riding his beautiful wife, and ejaculating on another man's wife with semen that could lead to pregnancy, Wenhua felt a strange thrill amidst his shame. His body trembled even more violently as he ejaculated; he had unknowingly fallen into the pleasure of defiling another man's wife. 　　For a moment, only their satisfied breaths filled the bed. 　　As Wenhua's penis slowly softened, Honghong, while over into a woman-on-top position. Her wet tongue escaped his lips , slowly moving down his sweaty body, finally taking his penis, still glistening with their love juices, into her mouth and licking it passionately. 　　"Oh..."

Wen Hua had never received such attentive service before. He sighed deeply, limp and comfortable on the bed.

Feeling Wen Hua's penis gradually regain its vitality in her mouth, Hong Hong released the semi-erect penis and then took the

two swaying testicles into her mouth as well, teasing them with her tongue. She slowly

spread Wen Hua's legs and placed them on her shoulders, pushing him forward so that his buttocks were slightly off-leash, his entire lower body

fully exposed to Hong Hong.

Hong Hong released her mouth, lifted her head, glanced at Wen Hua who was enjoying the tenderness with his eyes closed, and suddenly

gave a sly smile burying her face between his legs again. This time, however, her target was no longer the penis, but rather, along the

curve between his legs, slowly sliding towards the center of his buttocks.

"Hey, hey, you're going to do... oh..."

Hong Hong's lips kissed Wen Hua's slightly concave anus, her tongue skillfully sweeping across the surrounding folds

; her small hands grabbed the now-erect penis and began to stroke it up and down.

Just as Wenhua sat up, Honghong's tongue curled up and forcefully thrust into his wet anus

. A tingling sensation combined with the pleasure of his penis being stroked made Wenhua fall back onto the bed, panting as

Honghong continued to play with him.

Only when Wenhua's penis was erect did Honghong giggle, lower his legs, straddle him, and

wriggle her hips to swallow his glistening penis back into her vagina…

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The two thus began their sweet and exciting affair.

Wenhua had previously been skeptical of the saying "capable in public, skilled in the kitchen, and seductive in bed"—where in the world

could such a perfect woman exist? But after experiencing the charm of Honghong, a woman who combined the qualities of a noblewoman, housewife, and harlot,

he completely agreed and felt fortunate for his good luck.

Of course, there was a drawback: Honghong was rather promiscuous in matters of sex. Even though

those wanton behaviors often brought Wen Hua new sensations, he could never

fully accept them in his heart, even while enjoying them. Especially regarding Hong Hong's fondness for playing with his buttocks, Wen Hua always harbored resistance

, though Hong Hong always managed to achieve her goal through coquettishness, feigned anger, or seduction.

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"Hey… Hong Hong… don't go in anymore… umm… ah…"

In the bathroom, steam filled the air, everything was hazy.

Wen Hua stood naked in the bathtub filled with hot water, facing the wall, his hands braced against it, his buttocks

slightly raised.

"Just bear with it, good husband, wash yourself clean so it won't

smell bad ."

Hong Hong stood behind Wen Hua, one hand holding the showerhead spraying water between his thighs, the other hand's middle

finger, lubricated by the hot water, thrusting in and out of Wen Hua's anus.

Having finally managed to coax Weiwei into going to her parents' house for the night, and with Da Liu also away on a business trip,

Wen Hua had no choice but to endure it for the sake of their long night of sexual bliss.

"Stop...stop! It's too deep..."

With the help of the relaxing hot water and lubrication, Hong Hong suddenly thrust her middle finger in, reaching a depth she had never

reached , stirring vigorously. Wen Hua couldn't help but cry out, large beads of sweat sliding down his face.

"Okay, okay, you're clean now, good husband..."

Before Wen Hua could get angry, Hong Hong threw down the showerhead and hugged him from behind .

Two soft, full mounds of flesh pressed

tightly , instantly extinguishing all of Wen Hua's anger.

Hard, erect nipples slid back and forth on Wen Hua's back; her slender waist swayed gently, causing the thick curly hair on her lower body

to sweep across her smooth buttocks. Not only did it tickle Wenhua's entire body, but it also made him

unbearably itchy.

Under such sensual teasing, coupled with Honghong's soft moans of "mmm

ahh , Wenhua's previously limp penis trembled and quickly hardened.

Noticing this, Honghong's hand moved to Wenhua's chest with one hand, while the other swiftly slid across his abdomen to

his groin, considerately grasping his erect penis.

"Oh oh oh..."

Wenhua couldn't help but moan with pleasure, a moan of embarrassment.

Honghong's technique was truly superb! Rubbing, teasing, squeezing—all sorts of soul-stirring movements

were gracefully performed by her delicate hands; at the same time, her sharp nails constantly scraped Wenhua's

nipples , making them as hard as little beans.

"Oh..."

Under Honghong's manipulation, Wenhua quickly surrendered. A surge of heat suddenly welled up from his lower abdomen

, rushing uncontrollably to his climax. His erect penis throbbed violently in Honghong's hands,

spurting semen onto the wall in front of him...

Honghong dried her beautiful hair with a towel, her firm breasts

trembling slightly with the movement of her hands raised above her head, her full, heart-shaped buttocks swaying gently towards Wenhua

.

Wenhua, relaxing in the hot water after ejaculating, saw this beautiful sight of undulating breasts and buttocks, and

his penis couldn't help but stir again.

Just as Wenhua stood up with a "whoosh," a towel was draped over

his head. By the time Wenhua picked up the towel, Honghong had already giggled and escaped from the bathroom.

"Good husband, dry yourself off before coming out."

Wenhua looked at the towel in his hand; it was the one Honghong had just used to dry herself. He brought it to his nose and sniffed it; a strong, lingering scent of flesh

remained . Wen Hua could no longer restrain herself. Recalling Hong Hong's body, she

vigorously scrubbed herself with a bath towel.

When Wen Hua dried herself and walked naked into the bedroom, she realized that only two

wall lamps . The yellowish light dimly illuminated the beautiful, alluring body on the bed, creating a dreamlike atmosphere.

Upon closer inspection, Wen Hua's heart immediately began to pound wildly.

"So beautiful! So beautiful!"

Wen Hua murmured, shaking her head in admiration.

Honghong was wearing an extremely sexy black fishnet bodysuit. The entire bodysuit

was taut at her slender, delicate neck with a shimmering metal ring, stretching her curvaceous figure and making it appear even fuller and more

voluptuous.

Her chest and lower abdomen were tightly bound inside the black stockings. Her high, firm breasts seemed about to burst out of the garment,

the erect nipples bulging from the mesh, radiating a captivating deep red allure. The back was slit low,

exposing her entire smooth, white back and most of her plump buttocks.

A large opening between her thighs

revealed . Her long, shapely legs stretched out freely within the glossy black stockings, appearing even more rounded and smooth.

Two pretty gauze flowers adorned the toes of the stockings, making her delicate feet appear uniquely alluring.

The appropriately sized mesh revealed her alluring body beneath, yet also

obscured , preventing a full appreciation.

With a gulp, Wen Hua swallowed hard. The sight of Hong Hong reminded him of Phoenix, the sorceress from

Alibdari who lured men into depravity.

Hong Hong lay on her side on the bed, slowly raising one beautiful leg, arching her foot. Her fingers first played with the delicate fabric of her toes

, then brushed across her graceful instep, gliding up her long calves, before sweeping over her rounded thighs,

firm buttocks, slender waist, and full breasts. Finally, she flicked her exposed, erect nipple, causing

it to vibrate from side to side and up and down, dazzling Wen Hua, who stood before her,

mesmerized .

Honghong beckoned Wenhua with her index finger, her full, sexy red lips parting:

"Come on, baby!"

Wenhua, unable to contain himself any longer, pounced like a hungry tiger, only to miss and fall heavily onto the soft

bed. Honghong, however, had already nimbly rolled over to the other side of the bed.

"Help! Help! Someone's raping me!"

Honghong suddenly screamed, though of course, the soundproofing of the bedroom couldn't carry.

Wenhua was startled at first, but quickly realized that the always mischievous Honghong wanted to play a role-playing

game again. So, he cooperated, putting on a lewd, lewd expression and chuckling:

"Hahaha...too late, let me rape your body!"

Although Wenhua tried his best to pounce and press, he couldn't catch Honghong's nimble, long, and

shapely legs. The silk flowers on her toes occasionally brushed against Wen Hua's chest, grazing

his nipples, which had been played with and turned bright red in the bathroom, giving him a strange, electric-like pleasure.

"Huff... I can't take it anymore... huff..."

Wen Hua lay panting on the bed. He finally realized that although he was a man, his weak body was truly powerless

to "rape" the robust Hong Hong!

"Lady Hong Hong, I know I was wrong, please have mercy."

When force didn't work, Wen Hua tried a softer approach, kneeling on the bed and pretending to kowtow and beg for mercy.

"Look at you..."

Hong Hong elegantly stretched out her long legs, her toes first lightly touching Wen Hua's forehead,

then deftly turned to the right, pointing to the dressing table beside her.

"Hehe, since you know you were wrong, you can change into that outfit."

Wen Hua got up from the bed, went over and picked up the clothes, his mouth immediately gaping open.

"Honghong, you...you didn't want me...to wear this..."

Holding a set of black, sheer women's lingerie, it's no wonder Wenhua was so surprised.

"Hehehe, doesn't it look good? Don't forget I asked you before, and you said yourself that this

style is very pretty!"

"It's not that it doesn't look good, but you want me to wear it..."

Faced with Honghong's unreasonable argument, Wenhua stammered, speechless.

"If you don't change into it, you're not getting into my bed tonight!"

Honghong pouted.

"Change, change, change, I'll change, I'm really scared of you."

Wenhua smiled wryly as he tried to put the transparent, sexy lingerie on.

Taking off clothes is easy, putting them on is hard; Wenhua was now experiencing that firsthand. His frantic attempts made many mistakes, which made Honghong

laugh out loud.

After finally getting dressed, Wenhua looked in the large mirror on the dressing table: her fair skin and black underwear

complemented each other interestingly . The bra on her flat chest wasn't a problem, but the small, narrow panties clung

tightly to her buttocks, giving them a somewhat rounded appearance.

Looking at the familiar face and the unfamiliar body, feeling that inverted sensation, Wenhua's tightly encased

penis slowly hardened, bulging prominently against the underwear.

"See, isn't it nice?"

Honghong had knelt before Wenhua, her slender fingers

stroking the bulge through the underwear. Once the penis had grown even larger, she extended her small, fragrant tongue to carefully lick

it .

The warmth of Honghong's tongue seeped through the thin underwear onto her penis, making Wenhua tremble. The engorged

penis ached from the tight underwear, forcing Wenhua to twist her hips to relieve the intense

pressure .

"Hehe, it's quite big now, let it out for some fresh air." 　　Honghong scratched her panties hard

with her sharp fingernails, tearing the thin fabric and revealing Wenhua's erect penis, 　　which slammed into her pretty face. "Hey, you naughty guy! But I like it, come on, give me a kiss." Honghong 　　　　　　　　　　　the 　　bed ... ********** 　　...

Wen Hua's underwear was torn at the back, with two thin pieces hanging on

either side of , fluttering with his movements. Hong Hong's slender hands were skillfully

playing with his exposed, tightly clenched anus.

Taking advantage of Wen Hua's vigorous thrusting and lack of attention, Hong Hong secretly took a

small pill she had prepared beforehand from under the pillow and quickly inserted it into Wen Hua's anus.

Although he felt the foreign object invading, Wen Hua hadn't even reacted before the pill dissolved

instantly .

At first, Wen Hua didn't pay attention, but as the effects of the medicine took hold, a strong heat surged through him,

and suffered from an extremely unbearable itching.

"Ouch! It's so itchy... so itchy! Hong Hong, quickly help me... scratch it..."

"Good husband, scratch where?"

Hong Hong asked knowingly.

"Mmm... scratch... scratch my... mine..."

Wen Hua hadn't gotten used to it yet and stammered, unable to speak.

"Is it here?"

Honghong continued teasing Wenhua, her slender fingers rubbing and probing around his anus.

"Pick...pick inside my anus..."

Whether from excitement or shame, Wenhua blushed and, for the first time, shamefully made a request to Honghong.

"Oh..."

Wenhua cried out as Honghong inserted her entire finger into his anus. The nimble fingertip

caressed the slippery, hot cavity, immediately relieving Wenhua's itching and stimulating his penis, causing it

to swell even more, and the frequency of his thrusts involuntarily increased.

"Huff huff huff...huff huff huff..."

Under the double stimulation from both front and back, Wenhua was panting heavily, about to reach the end of his sexual desire.

Honghong suddenly pressed down hard inside the cavity, and a rapid contraction

immediately rose up. Wenhua felt his penis throbbing violently, ready to be released.

At this critical moment, with a "bang," the half-open bedroom door was kicked open, and Da Liu

's burly figure appeared in the doorway.

Wen Hua was startled and instinctively tried to jump off Hong Hong, but Hong Hong seemed not to see Da Liu at all.

While shouting "Good husband, shoot inside!" she wrapped her arms around Wen Hua's waist and pulled him down with all her might. Wen Hua

's hastily withdrawn penis cheered and returned to the warm, wet vagina.

Pervertedly wearing women's underwear and exposed in front of others, and... and even more damning,

the woman riding on him was someone else's wife. Wen Hua's mind was about to collapse.

Before Wen Hua could even worry about whether Da Liu would kill him and Hong Hong, this adulterous couple, on the spot, the intense pleasure of

ejaculation overwhelmed him. He groaned loudly and reflexively arched his buttocks and

poked Hong Hong wildly.

With a few "clicks," Da Liu's camera captured Wen Hua's shameful state on the bed. Wen Hua, exhausted from ejaculation

and held tightly by Hong Hong, could only watch helplessly as Da Liu took his fill of photos.

Hong Hong, having received Wen Hua's hot semen, was also breathing softly in pleasure, her hands on her waist loosening

intentionally . Wen Hua, regaining some clarity, hurriedly struggled to get off Hong Hong.

Da Liu put down his camera, plopped down on the bed, and pressed his broad, strong hands onto Wen Hua's still

slightly trembling buttocks, easily pushing him back down.

"Teacher Wen, you really can't judge a book by its cover. I never imagined you, usually so refined,

could be so fierce and energetic when it comes to other people's wives."

"Huff... Brother Liu... huff... I'm sorry... I was confused for a moment... please forgive me..."

"Alright, alright, enough nonsense. How do you plan to compensate me for my losses?"

"I... I... huff... whatever I can... Brother Liu... huff... just name your price..."

Wen Hua knew he had to agree to whatever Liu asked now; he absolutely couldn't anger him, or he

'd be ruined.

"Good, that's straightforward! I won't hold back either. Since you slept with my wife, I'll make you pay for it with your body!"

Pay for it with your body? Wen Hua was stunned. Why would Liu be interested in Weiwei?

He heard a "rustling" sound of clothes being removed behind him. Just as Wen Hua was wondering, suddenly, a large, hot

fleshy object pressed against his anus. Wen Hua was shocked and struggled to turn around.

Good heavens! Sometime during the night, Da Liu, completely naked, straddled

Wen Hua's back, a thick, dark penis buried between her thighs.

Sodomy! The filthy word flashed through Wen Hua's mind in horror.

"No!"

Wen Hua struggled violently, twisting her sweaty body, trying to push Da Liu's glans away from her anus.

Da Liu quickly grabbed Wen Hua's thin shoulders with his strong hands, simultaneously sitting down

and pinning her legs down.

Although Wen Hua struggled desperately, she was no match for Da Liu, especially given her extreme exhaustion after her second ejaculation

. As a result, she was pinned down by Da Liu. At the same time, Hong Hong, who had remained silent beneath her,

began to take advantage of the situation.

Honghong hooked her legs around Wenhua's calves and slowly pulled them apart. Her hands, which had been tightly holding Wenhua's

waist , slid down to Wenhua's sweaty buttocks. One hand slowly spread apart Wenhua's tight

buttocks, while the other grasped Da Liu's engorged penis and guided it back to Wenhua's anus.

"Honghong...don't do this...please don't..." Wenhua pleaded.

"Hehe, good husband, you just begged me to help you with this, and now that your husband is helping you,

why are you scared? Don't be afraid, don't be fooled by its size, it will feel very comfortable once it goes in."

Honghong leaned close to Wenhua's ear, teasing him as she blew warm breath into his ear, giving Wenhua

a tingling sensation. He couldn't help but shiver, and his tense muscles relaxed for a moment.

"Husband, hurry up and go in."

Honghong winked at Da Liu.

With a thud, Da Liu lowered his buttocks, his thick glans slowly forcing open Wen Hua's narrow anus.

"Ouch..."

Because Hong Hong had done a good job of relaxing and lubricating beforehand, Wen Hua's anus only felt excessive swelling.

Despite the immense mental shock, he still screamed in agony.

Da Liu didn't rush to insert his penis into Wen Hua's body; instead, like an experienced horse, he only pushed in

about halfway, enjoying the pleasure from the intense contractions of

Wen Hua's anus caused by panic. Once Wen Hua's anus gradually calmed down, Da Liu began to apply pressure, slowly but

firmly pushing his penis in.

"Ah! Ah! Ah…"

Wen Hua screamed again, but Da Liu ignored him, continuing to push until the entire penis was inside,

then stopping to enjoy the tight contractions of the tender flesh inside.

Wen Hua lay on top of Hong Hong, panting heavily. Da Liu's penis was thick and hot; the feeling inside

was completely different from Hong Hong's slender fingers.

The three of them lay quietly on the bed, only their low, echoing breaths remaining.

Wen Hua was the first to lose control, as the agonizing itch returned,

intensified and excruciatingly painful, perhaps due to the foreign object inside her. Unable to bear it any longer, Wen Hua's buttocks swayed

slightly .

"Hehe, good husband, does it feel good? If so, twist harder!"

Hong Hong's words were incredibly embarrassing; Wen Hua's face flushed crimson, and she

desperately back her movements.

"Hehe, wife, your words won't work. Watch how I make him twist his buttocks!"

Inside Wen Hua's tight passage, Da Liu began thrusting in and out, his strong, muscular abdomen

slapping against Wen Hua's buttocks with each stroke.

"No...please...please...let me go..."

The swollen, full feeling of her passage being stretched open, the tight friction of flesh against flesh, and

the suffocating sensation of the large glans penetrating deep inside her—all these combined to overwhelm Wen Hua, causing her to beg for mercy.

Ignoring her, Da Liu continued his rhythmic thrusts into Wen Hua's body, leaving

large patches .

First came the unpleasant itching, then a transitional numbness, and finally

a strange sensation of tension and relaxation intertwined within her vaginal muscles, even tinged with a hint of pleasure. Wen Hua's reason

gradually crumbled under this constantly shifting sensory stimulation. Responding to Da Liu's movements, he slowly began to wiggle his hips, and his

penis hardened again inside Hong Hong's vagina.

"Husband, you're really something,"

Hong Hong chuckled, releasing her grip on Wen Hua's buttocks and sliding down to his crotch,

grabbing his testicles and kneading them. Her buttocks also

rose . Da Liu's hand reached forward, pushing open Wen Hua's bra, pinching and kneading her nipples with equal force,

his movements no less skillful than Hong Hong's.

"Ah...ah...ah..."

Attacked from both above and below, feeling the coordinated rhythm from her erogenous zones, Wen Hua

screamed loudly, wildly twisting her hips.

"Hoo hoo, how's it going, husband? I didn't introduce you wrong, did I?"

"Hoo hoo, so good! Of all the ones I've had in this building, this is the best!"

Da Liu shouted as he vigorously thrust into Wen Hua's buttocks.

Da Liu and Hong Hong alternated their intense movements, skillfully driving Wen Hua, sandwiched between them, to the brink of ecstasy.

The frenzied orgy continued without end until Da Liu gripped Wen Hua's buttocks tightly, satisfied as he

violently ejaculated gushes of hot semen deep into Wen Hua's cavity. Suffering

intense, hot thrusts deep within her body, Wen Hua, already in a semi-conscious state, convulsed

uncontrollably , un-ejaculating penis throbbing painfully, squeezing out a very small amount

of thin semen into Hong Hong's body.

Da Liu and Hong Hong pushed the unconscious Wen Hua off the bed. The two, drenched in sweat, caressed each other's

wet bodies and began their next act of passion…

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From then on, Wen Hua became a frequent visitor to Da Liu's house. However, Wei Wei wasn't worried at all, because Da Liu

always personally invited Wen Hua to his house to watch football. Wei Wei was just curious:

when did Wen Hua, who had never liked sports, start liking football, and even become close football buddies with Da Liu?

However, Wei Wei didn't notice the helpless expression on Wen Hua's

face each time he accepted the invitation, or the faint blush and unsteady gait he would show upon returning.

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"Honey, there's a registered letter… Honey! Honey!"

Wei Wei shouted loudly at the front door.

"Coming, coming, what's all the noise about?"

Wen Hua rushed out of the study.

"Why did it take so long?"

Wei Wei grumbled angrily as she watched Wen Hua sign for the package. Lately, for some reason, Wen Hua

has been in a listless state, often sitting alone in his study, lost in thought.

After closing the door, Wei Wei glanced casually at the official envelope in Wen Hua's hand.

"Huh, it's from Da Liu."

"What?"

Wen Hua was startled, instinctively pulling his hand back and hiding the envelope behind his back.

"Honey, what are you doing! What secret are you hiding!"

Seeing Wen Hua's actions, Wei Wei was very unhappy and threw a tantrum.

Wen Hua coaxed and pleaded, finally managing to appease Wei Wei, pushing her to the TV. After searching through more than a dozen channels, he

finally found her favorite food program, successfully getting Wei Wei to settle down on the sofa.

Wen Hua then quickly slipped into the study and carefully locked the door from the inside.

The thin envelope was light, yet in Wen Hua's hands, it felt as heavy as a mountain.

Da Liu and his wife had quietly moved out one night more than a month ago. They left silently, without

saying goodbye to any of the neighbors, a stark contrast to their enthusiastic visits when they first moved in.

The women in the building, including Weiwei, gossiped about it for a long time.

Their departure should have been a relief for Wenhua, both physically and mentally, but

for some reason, Wenhua felt a lingering emptiness, an unconscious, imperceptible

emptiness that crept into her heart.

Wen Hua opened the envelope with trembling hands.

Huh? There was nothing inside!

Incredulous, Wen Hua shook it vigorously, and a thin photograph slid out.

Luckily, Wen Hua reacted quickly and caught it before it fell to the ground.

It was an extremely erotic photograph, but

only .

The photograph showed a naked man lying face down on a bed! A perversely perfunctory red,

sheer , and his face displayed an expression of both ecstasy and anguish. His eyes

were closed, his fair cheeks flushed with an embarrassing red, and his mouth was wide open, a glistening trail of saliva running down

his lips. Behind him, a pair of strong, powerful hands pulled the man's buttocks high into the air, and

a dark, throbbing penis could be vaguely seen pulsating between his white thighs!

Wen Hua's hand holding the photo trembled violently. He not only recognized the person in the photo, but

he knew him very, very well, because… because it was himself!

The photo finally tumbled to the ground like a butterfly with broken wings.

Standing there for a long time, Wen Hua bent down to pick it up, only to find a bank account number written underneath and an

amount he couldn't afford but couldn't refuse.

************

The colorful neon lights flashed, illuminating the three large characters "Langjiao Bar".

To most people, this unassuming little bar at the end of the long street held no appeal.

However , in the eyes of some, it was extremely famous, their pleasure haven,

attracting even foreigners.

Under the changing lights and to the languid music, a blond, blue-eyed foreigner sipped his "Red

Beauty" drink while slowly flipping through a booklet in his hand.

Finally, the thick, blond finger pointed to a photograph (next to which was written: "University teacher, elegant

demeanor, handsome and fair-skinned, available for all purposes"), and

said to a local man sitting next to him in broken Chinese:

"Okay, this one."

"Full service, two thousand for the night, hotel room included,"

the man quoted expertly.

"No, too expensive, 　　one thousand."

The foreigner, clearly prepared, bargained without hesitation. 　　"This is top-notch

! Let's compromise, one thousand five." 　　　　　　　　　　　"

Okay, but you'll need to wear underwear and 　　stockings." The foreigner seemed eager for pleasure and didn't seem to care much about the price 　　. "No problem. Here's the 　　hotel key. 　　" ********** ... 　　The receptionist on duty had a good impression of the refined-looking Wen Hua and couldn't help but glance at him a few more times. However, some things were beyond her imagination. Beneath that impeccably tailored suit, he was wearing a transparent red lace lingerie set, along with sexy black stockings and garters. 　　Wen Hua walked to the door of room 306, took a deep breath, and pressed the doorbell. 　　Another night of debauchery and wild abandon had begun! 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　[The End]

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