Married woman's illicit affair at a drinking party

After Xiaohua got dressed, we went downstairs together. She was still wearing her thick glasses, clinging to my arm, practically hanging on me. She seemed quite tired. I had specially chosen her clothes today, but perhaps she was too exhausted to complain. She

wore thin, transparent lace underwear, a tank top that accentuated her deep cleavage, and athletic shorts. Even sitting down, her underwear was visible from the side. This was the most revealing outfit I'd ever given her for her birthday, yet she'd worn it very few times, and never once in public.

But this time, surprisingly, she didn't object. Perhaps being tired was one reason, but a bigger reason was probably being far from home. Having received a traditional, conservative upbringing, Xiaohua harbored rebellious thoughts, though her obedient nature had kept them hidden. Now, in this unfamiliar environment, her conservative, traditional thinking was gradually being replaced by boldness and exuberance.

When we arrived on the first floor, we were surprised to find that Brother Ji had been waiting there. Seeing us, he waved us over. I noticed that when Brother Ji saw Xiao Hua, his eyes practically bulged out of their sockets; he was almost drooling. Perhaps it was because Xiao Hua's attire was so unusual. I felt no displeasure at Brother Ji's behavior; on the contrary, I was filled with pride.

As we approached, Brother Ji finally snapped out of his daze and quickly smiled apologetically, "Sorry for my rudeness, brother. I didn't expect your wife to be so beautiful. I'm so envious of you, haha!"

Brother Ji really knew how to talk; his words instantly brightened Xiao Hua's slightly disgruntled face. What woman doesn't like being told she's beautiful? I smiled smugly, "Haha, Brother Ji, you're too kind. Let me introduce you. This is my wife, Xiao Hua. You can just call her Xiao Hua, Brother Ji."

"Alright, alright, brother, Xiaohua, come on in!"

Brother Ji led the way, and as soon as we entered the house, he called out loudly, "Xiaoping, is the food ready? Our guests are here."
A pleasant voice came from the kitchen, "Almost, just one soup left."

A mature woman came out of the kitchen, wearing a tight-fitting black dress with a thin waist. The lace hem of the dress barely covered her thighs, revealing her smooth and shapely calves encased in sheer black stockings, making her figure even more curvaceous and extremely alluring. Brother Ji introduced her, "This is your sister-in-law." Xiaohua

and I politely greeted her, "Sister-in-law..." "Sister."

The mature woman smiled, even more alluring, making my eyes widen. "Hehe, what a handsome couple! Forget 'sister-in-law,' let's just call her Sister Ping!"

Xiao Hua and I called out at the same time, "Sister Ping."

The mature woman was even happier, beaming. "Alright, sit down first, dinner will be served soon."

After Sister Ping went into the kitchen, Brother Ji led us to sit at the square table. Brother Ji stared at Xiao Hua and said, "Is your sister-in-law nearsighted? These lenses are quite thick."

Xiao Hua said shyly, "Yes, the prescription is quite high." Perhaps the number was too frightening, Xiao Hua was too embarrassed to say it.

Thinking of some lewd things that happened in the bathroom because of Xiao Hua's nearsightedness, I laughed, "She, if she takes off her glasses, she'll be blind. She won't even recognize you standing right in front of her. I'm really worried that one time she'll mistake someone else for me, then I'll be at a huge loss."

Xiao Hua laughed and punched me.

But when Brother Ji heard my joke, he actually nodded, as if he deeply agreed. Damn it, this made me very depressed.

The square table had four sides. Xiao Hua sat to my left, Brother Ji sat opposite me, and my right side was reserved for Sister Ping. Seeing this arrangement, I was secretly delighted. I could finally get a close look at this mature woman, Sister Ping. Maybe it was because I hadn't had sex in a long time, but I really had no resistance to Sister Ping.

"Come on, how can we eat without drinking? Little brother, how's your alcohol tolerance?" Brother Ji laughed heartily, his hands moving non-stop as he took four bottles of beer from the box on the ground and opened them all in a few moments.

To be honest, everyone in society knows how to drink, but at drinking parties, you have to say half a jin when you think you can drink a jin, and three liang when you think you can drink half a jin. I smiled shyly, "Brother Ji, please forgive me, I'm not a big drinker."

Brother Ji smiled and didn't respond, "It's a rare meeting, let's drink to our hearts' content."

At this moment, Sister Ping brought out the last soup, and I noticed how thin Sister Ping's waist was. That thin dress was practically tailor-made for her. When Sister Ping sat down, my eyes almost popped out. Under the thin dress, her bra was faintly visible. I was certain it was black.

While I was still in a daze, a sharp pain shot through my left leg. I gasped. Sister Ping noticed my unusual behavior and asked with concern, "Xiao Jiang, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

I knew it must be because Xiao Hua was jealous, so I gave an awkward smile and said, "Hehe, it's nothing, hehe!"
My silly look only made Xiao Hua more unhappy, and she tightened her grip on my thigh. I quickly reached out and grabbed Xiao Hua's hand, looking at her with pleading eyes. My eyes worked, and Xiao Hua let go of my hand.

Brother Ji stood up and distributed the four bottles of wine to the four of us. I thought Xiao Hua would refuse, since she's never been a good drinker. But to my surprise, she seemed to be sulking, moving the bottle closer to herself, clearly saying, "This bottle is mine." I couldn't let Xiao Hua get drunk, so I said, "Brother Ji, Xiao Hua's alcohol tolerance is limited. We can't let her drink too much."

"Brother, that's not right of you. Your wife hasn't said anything, so just leave it alone."

I wanted to say more, but Xiao Hua shut me down immediately, saying, "I can still drink one bottle."
I sat down awkwardly, feeling an urge to teach Xiao Hua a lesson. Little did she know that once you've offered to drink at the table, there's no way there's only one bottle. But since that's how it is, I decided not to say anything more, and I'll just help her out later.

After filling the glass, Brother Ji raised it and said, "Meeting is fate. Since we've met, let's cherish this friendship. Come on, let's drink this to celebrate our meeting."

Without a doubt, Xiao Hua and Sister Ping cheered and downed their drinks in one gulp, like true heroines. I glanced at Xiao Hua worriedly, but found that although she was frowning, she seemed fine, so I drank mine too.

"Since we've met, the second glass is naturally to wish our friendship lasts forever. Come on, bottoms up!"
"Ladies, you can't refuse this third drink. May you both stay young and beautiful forever. Come on, drink up."
Damn it, I haven't even eaten a bite of food, and I've already downed three drinks. I'm a grown man, so it's nothing, but the two ladies are definitely not doing well, especially Xiao Hua, who looks like she's in a terrible mood and is rubbing her stomach. I can't let Brother Ji come again. Before he can even speak, I say, "Hehe, Brother Ji is right. We're here on our honeymoon, and it's our honor to meet you both. I'll toast you both."

After finishing my drink, I quickly say, "Brother Ji, let's take a break. Xiao Hua and I haven't eaten anything all day. Let's eat some food first, then we can drink." "

Sister Ping gave Brother Ji a reproachful look and laughed, "That's right, eat your food, don't mind him. Your Brother Ji is a
drunkard , nicknamed 'A Thousand Cups Without Getting Drunk,' so

you'd better take it easy, young man." Brother Ji also smiled apologetically, "It's all my fault, I don't know my limits when I drink. Eat your food, eat your food."
Hearing that Brother Ji's nickname was "A Thousand Cups Without Getting Drunk," I chuckled. Actually, I also have a nickname, "A Thousand Cups Without Falling Down," which comes from countless drinking contests. But I've long since mastered the principle of leaving room for maneuver at the table. And so, Brother Ji and I went back and forth, and soon there were empty bottles all over the floor. We each finished a case of beer, and half of the food on the table was gone.

My head was a little dizzy. Xiao Hua had already drunk two bottles and was now adorably rubbing her forehead! Sister Ping was much better than Xiao Hua, having drunk four bottles and her eyes were blurry with drunkenness.

After a few more bottles, my hands were so weak I couldn't control them anymore. I knocked my chopsticks to the ground. Brother Ji was still drinking; he really was an old drunkard. My ability to drink a thousand cups seemed no match for him. I squatted down to look for my chopsticks, but couldn't find them for a while. Then I looked up and noticed that Xiao Hua's shorts only covered half of her buttocks, her panties were faintly visible, and her long, shapely legs were moving, making my eyes dizzy. Looking to the right, I saw that Sister Ping's skirt was the same, her legs spread apart, revealing a dark hole underneath. Upon closer inspection, I realized that Sister Ping was wearing black panties.

Seeing that I hadn't come up for a while, Sister Ping asked in a trembling voice, "Xiao Jiang, what's wrong?"

I was startled and quickly crawled out from under the table. "I don't know where my chopsticks fell. I've been looking for them for ages."
"Don't bother looking, I'll get you a new pair."

I quickly sat up, took the chopsticks Sister Ping gave me, and continued drinking with Brother Ji. But what I couldn't get out of my mind was Xiao Hua and Sister Ping's beautiful legs and underwear. One exuded pure beauty, the other exuded mature beauty, making me feel itchy.

I couldn't help but reach out my left hand and place it on Xiao Hua's beautiful leg, gently stroking it. Xiao Hua's body trembled, and she looked at me with a confused gaze. I quickly blinked at her, but my head was dizzy, and my movements were very stiff. But Xiao Hua understood, glanced at me with her watery, seductive eyes, and then ignored me.

I chuckled inwardly. It seemed alcohol really did embolden people; neither Xiaohua nor I seemed to find it inappropriate. I emboldened myself, reaching my hand to Xiaohua's underwear and touching his mons pubis through the fabric. Oh, soft and warm. I gently pressed it, feeling Xiaohua's body tremble. It seemed I had touched his private area.

"Come on, bro, have another drink."

I cursed Brother Ji eighteen times in my mind; he was a complete alcohol hog. I forced myself to drink, my stomach churning. I'd reached my limit. I said I was going to the restroom and staggered out. Once in the toilet, I vomited violently, throwing up an unknown amount. I felt much better then. That's the benefit of beer; it would be a different story with spirits.

Back at the table, I saw Xiaohua and Sister Ping being urged to drink again by Brother Ji. I cursed under my breath but had to go over. I couldn't let Xiaohua get drunk; we had a major life event to discuss tonight! I forced a smile and said, "Brother Ji, let's drink."

Seeing me approach, a hint of joy flashed in Xiao Hua's dazed eyes. Perhaps he'd had too much to drink; Xiao Hua was slumped over the table, his head tilted to the right, facing me. I looked over worriedly, only to see Xiao Hua's big, watery eyes staring at me, blinking constantly, his little mouth and nose red. I was stunned for a moment before I realized—Xiao Hua didn't want to drink, he was pretending to be drunk!

I'd always thought Xiao Hua was very smart, winning awards left and right at school. Now that he was faking drunkenness, I naturally played along. While continuing to drink with Brother Ji, I placed my right hand on Xiao Hua's legs, stroking them incessantly, occasionally touching his groin. I noticed that whenever I did that, Xiao Hua's body would tremble involuntarily. I smiled wickedly. Xiao Hua pretended to glare at me fiercely, took off his glasses and put them aside, then buried his face in his arms to rest. He must have had too much to drink.

Finally, amidst my curses, Brother Ji got up to go to the bathroom. Damn it, Sister Ping was also slumped over the table. Taking advantage of this opportunity, I intensified my teasing of Xiao Hua, slipping my fingers inside her thin lace panties, caressing her most sacred place. But when I touched her clitoris, I felt a wetness on my hand. It seemed Xiao Hua was also aroused. Xiao Hua shuddered, turned her head, glared at me with a flushed face, and then ignored me. I was secretly pleased and intensified my teasing, making Xiao Hua tremble even more.

Just as I was having a great time, I looked up and saw Brother Ji standing by the table, his eyes fixed on Xiao Hua's legs under the table. Damn it, what the hell was going on? When did he get back? How long had he been watching? I had no idea. At that moment, I couldn't describe my feelings; my heart was pounding, and a wave of pleasure spread throughout my body.

Just as I was feeling a mix of emotions, Brother Ji noticed me looking at him. Our eyes met, and Brother Ji gave me a lewd smile. I was incredibly embarrassed and awkwardly withdrew my hand. We sat down again and continued our drinking contest. To show that I wouldn't repeat my earlier actions of harassing Xiao Hua, I kept my left hand on the table, waving it back and forth to demonstrate my innocence. After

drinking for a while, I became extremely dizzy. The alcohol was kicking in, and my head was swaying, making it hard to see clearly. And then Brother Ji came over with his glass again. I was speechless. Maybe it was because my vision was blurry, but I felt like Brother Ji was now toasting me with his left hand.

Suddenly, the alcohol hit me again. Before I could say anything, I stood up and rushed to the toilet. Damn it, this alcohol was like horse piss! I vomited a lot, and then I felt better, and my mind cleared up. Maybe it's just my constitution; every time I drink beer, I feel better after throwing up.

Back at the table, my vision was no longer blurry. I raised my glass to Brother Ji, and whether it was my imagination or not, Brother Ji's expression seemed a little awkward when he saw me looking at him. He even avoided my gaze. I didn't think much of it. "Come on, Brother Ji, drink up! Let's finish this last bottle and that'll be it!"

This time it went smoothly. Brother Ji didn't object anymore and stammered, "Okay, okay, finish it and that's it."

Hearing this, I was overjoyed. Damn, finally there was hope! Anyway, there were only three glasses left. I was full of energy. I raised the glass, tilted my head back, and was about to down it when I noticed Xiao Hua next to me tremble. This time it seemed to tremble even more than before. Xiao Hua looked up, glaring at me fiercely. I thought she was blaming me for drinking so recklessly! I gave her an awkward smile and saw Brother Ji across from me hurriedly take his right hand out from under the table and switch the glass from his left hand to his right. The two clinked glasses and downed it again.

Afterwards, I noticed Xiaohua had collapsed again, clearly exhausted. Brother Ji and I downed two more drinks, ending the meal.

I helped Xiaohua up, finding her body limp and without any strength; she was clearly quite drunk. I said, "Brother Ji, thank you for the hospitality today." Then I nudged Sister Ping, "Sister Ping, Sister Ping, let's go home."

To my surprise, Sister Ping suddenly stood up, chuckling, "Finally over. This drunkard always does this."

I was dumbfounded. Sister Ping, it seems she couldn't handle Brother Ji, so she came up with this pretense of drunkenness. I glanced at Xiaohua, whom I was holding; she had also been pretending to be drunk. I wondered how she was doing.

After saying goodbye to Brother Ji and Sister Ping, I helped Xiaohua upstairs. Just before leaving, I noticed Brother Ji staring at Xiaohua intently, as if he wanted to devour her. Damn, alcohol really reveals true nature. He's probably not a good person either; maybe he entertained me with ulterior motives towards Xiaohua.

When we reached the second-floor door, I took out my room card and opened the door. To my surprise, Xiaohua immediately stood up straight, grinning at me. "Honey, how was my act?"

Although I knew she was faking being drunk, I still feigned surprise. "You...you're not drunk."

"Hehe, of course not." Then Xiaohua puffed out her cheeks, "You bunch of stinky men, you're all drunkards, drinking like there's no tomorrow! Humph, if I hadn't pretended to be drunk, I'd be completely passed out by now."

I quickly flattered her with a smile, "Hehe, my wife is so smart, the smartest person I've ever met."

Praising Xiaohua always works. See, after I said that, Xiaohua smiled happily. "You're so good with words."

I chuckled too. Xiaohua continued, "I hadn't even had a proper bath before you called me out, and now I want to go take a bath."

"Go ahead, go ahead, get all clean and fresh for me to eat."

"Hmph, you stinky husband, all you do is bully me." As she said this, Xiaohua seemed to remember something, and her face suddenly turned red.

Actually, although Xiaohua and I can communicate normally now, those drinks weren't for nothing; we both have flushed faces and are a bit dizzy. Maybe the alcohol is kicking in and we just can't hold on any longer.

This meal really left me speechless, but being able to see Sister Ping, this mature woman, up close was still worthwhile.

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