【Couple Detective Agency (Cuckolding novel)】(20)

[Couple Detective Agency (Cuckolding Wife Novel)] In the golden autumn of October, encouraged by fellow enthusiasts, I updated again with 10,000 words .　　　　Author
: yyhnxx 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　First
published: Yes
Published on 2015/11/7
Words: 10532

**************** ... One evening, I stood by the bed, and Qini knelt before me, one hand holding my penis, the other gently stroking my testicles, her mouth sucking on my shaft. She mumbled questions about Wang Mo's situation. While enjoying her ecstatic sucking and licking, I told her: Just a few days after we left, while he was using the computer in the core lab , it suddenly short-circuited and burned out, destroying all the original data. Strangely, he hadn't even backed it up. So, after this "accident," he was finished, kicked out. Hearing this , Qini made a soft "hmm," clearly disheartened. I understood. Compared to Yu Xiaoman, Qini was perhaps more sentimental. Often, because she wasn't heartless, she couldn't let go of many things, which became a burden for her. This was probably my biggest worry right now. 　　She lay on the edge of the bed, her loose nightgown pulled up to her waist. Behind her, I held her waist, thrusting in and out with a swaying, trembling , pushing, and pulling motion. From my perspective, beneath the disheveled nightgown, her slender waist revealed a captivating pinkish-white hue. With each thrust, the dimples on her waist seemed to speak, opening and closing. Her buttocks, accentuated by her slender waist, appeared exceptionally round and full, like an inverted peach, plump and juicy My thick penis squeezed a round hole into her vulva, the pink flesh on either side tightly enveloping and releasing it— utterly irresistible. 　　"Worried?" I panted, trying to control the frequency of my thrusts: firm and deep. 　　"No," she answered softly, though her lower body was clearly not very lubricated, obviously not in the mood. 　　"What's there to worry about with a scumbag like this?" I thrust suddenly, making her groan, but she didn't answer. 　　I know she's still a traditional person at heart, and she can't easily let go of the person she had sex with, so she still needs my help and guidance. 　　"Wife, this position feels so good." I suddenly increased the force of my waist, almost making her fall completely down. 　　"I love it to death. From this angle, no man can resist." "Hmph," she hummed softly, I didn't know if it was an answer to me or because she was being fucked. 　　"You have the legendary peach butt, a man's favorite. Looking at it like this, with your little waist, it's simply irresistible. And it's so tight." I teased her with my words, " It's amazing that you can hold on like this. If it were a younger guy, he might have finished right away." "How do you know?" She buried her head in her hair, but thrust her buttocks back. 　　"I'm a man, of course I know." My breathing was a little rough, and the teasing words brought back memories of the past. Suddenly, a tingling, electric-like sensation shot through my glans . I knew I was in trouble, so I quickly thrust deeper, pressing against her depths, holding on tightly, afraid to move. 　　"Ah—!" This thrust somehow aroused Qini, causing her to tilt her head back, her small mouth opening in pleasure. 　　"Otherwise, why would those men be like drug addicts, so obsessed with your pussy that they can't extricate themselves?" I leaned down, pulled off her robe, pulling it all the way to her waist, and kissed her bare back while whispering. 　　"Ah…you still say that…" Qini turned her head, her cheek rubbing against mine, her eyes tightly closed. I could clearly feel the tender flesh deep inside her vagina slightly tightening, gripping my glans and opening and closing. It was the little mouth deep within her body that she rarely revealed its true face. My groin was also wet with some kind of sticky liquid. 　　"Isn't that right?" I kissed her face, her earlobe, her hair, my lower body still deeply inside her , not moving. "Having such a wonderful treasure, of course it should be shared." "You're so... um... 　　generous?" She responded to my caresses, the biting sensation inside her becoming more and more pronounced. 　　"Shouldn't good things be shared?" I knew she was getting aroused . "Even kindergarten teachers taught that, right?" "Um... that doesn't include... sharing my wife." Her eyes remained tightly closed. 　　"It does, of course it does. I like sharing." I licked her earlobe. 　　"Ah... perverted husband..." As she said this, her waist began to sway gently. 　　"Don't you like it?" I nibbled on her earlobe. 　　"No." "Don't like it?" As I asked this, I moved, and with a sharp thrust, making her let out another soft moan. 　　"No..." She gave a very vague answer. 　　"Is that so?" I began to move slowly again, my upper body still pressed against hers. 　　"Mmm..." "But I like it." I decided to break down this barrier we both knew tonight. My movements were still slow, but the depth and intensity were increasing. "I really want to see another man fuck you right now. 　　" I started to speed up. Qini arched her back, thrust her chest out, and raised her head to meet my thrusts, becoming more and more proactive, tilting her head back to meet my somewhat frantic kisses. 　　"Want to find another stranger to fuck you, hmm?" I released her head, grabbed her shoulders, and, in my rhythm, pulled her back."Ah...I don't know...um...um..." Her moans grew increasingly soft and tender. 　　"I'll fuck you with him, he'll finish, then I'll continue." My thrusts became faster and more powerful, slapping against her buttocks with a "slap slap" sound. "Is that good, wife? I'll fuck you until you're paralyzed on the bed." She hummed as she endured my thrusts, without answering. 　　"Make him not wear a condom! Don't you like it? You never let anyone else wear one." I stimulated her, actually...

The stimulation was also arousing me, and I felt my lower body swelling and aching. "Let me and other men fill you with semen,
let it flow like a river." "No..." "Why not? Aren't you satisfied?" "Ah... I don't dare when you're around
... Ah..." Qini was a little dizzy from my fucking and said such a sentence, which almost made me ejaculate.

"Little vixen, so you wanted to have it all to yourself!" I could no longer control the fervor in my chest, threw her onto the bed,
and pounced on her, a wild and powerful final round of thrusting...

That night, Qini took me three times, still not satisfied. The next day, when she
expressed , I had to get back on top of her. Yu Xiaoman, who had returned home, also joined the battle. On
the third day, as Yu Xiaoman rode on top of me like a cowgirl, moaning, "You dead husband, I'm going to make you
a cuckold " I almost experienced the desolate feeling of dying from exhaustion.

For the next week or so, I avoided those two vixens like a mouse before a cat,
running as far away as possible at the slightest provocation. However, Yu Xiaoman's last words kept echoing in my ears,
like a feather brushing against my chest, stimulating me and giving me a strange, tingling anticipation. But
due to business developments, I lacked the energy and time to plan anything further.

One day, I received a strange phone call from Sun Haoran, wanting to meet me.
This puzzled me. Why would this guy want to meet me? Was Qini still entangled with him? Or
did he still not intend to give up on Qini? Or did he have business to discuss with me? The last thought made me
laugh ; what business could he possibly have with me? Nevertheless, I decided to meet this former rival
without telling Qini or Xiaoman.

Su Haoran had arranged to meet me on the top floor of an office building. For
someone as capable as him but inexperienced as me, I wasn't worried. The fact that it was the top floor suggested he
didn't intend to have a long talk with me, and I had no interest in doing so either.

When I arrived, he was already there, idly kicking a water pipe by the building's basement. This indicated he was
somewhat nervous. Why?

"I'm here. What do you want?" I casually lit a cigarette, took a few puffs, and turned my head
to the side , not even looking at him—a gesture that conveyed contempt. To my surprise, before I could
react, he suddenly rushed at me and punched me hard in the face. I was knocked to the ground,
my cigarette flying out of my mouth.

"Damn it, are you out of your mind?!" I felt something coming out of my nose; I wiped it and saw
blood .

"Are you even a man?!" He roared at me, his handsome face contorted with rage.
"You let your woman do that kind of thing! She loves you so much, and you bring another woman home,
and then you make her do that kind of thing! You're a piece of trash! Trash!" He actually knew? I didn't dwell on
how he knew, nor did I intend to. I silently stood up, calmly watching
him roar.

"I thought you were willing to take a bullet for her, that you truly loved her, that it was worth it for her. But it turns out
you were just using her, trying to win her back with your tricks, then to take revenge, torment her, to humiliate her. You
don't deserve to be called a man!" "You dare hit me." Surprisingly, even I found it strange, my
voice wasn't angry, just calm as I said to him.

"What if I hit you?" He proudly raised his head. "You think having a gun makes you invincible? Go
ahead and shoot me!" "Idiot!" I shook my head.

"If you're a man, let her go! You don't know how to cherish, but someone else does! You're not willing to love, but
someone else is! If you want revenge, come and get revenge on me!" "Shut the hell up!" His words
enraged me, and I grabbed his collar fiercely: "What the hell do you know about me and Qini!
Where were you when I was dating her? We've been together for 10 years, how long have you been dating her? Me,
playing her? Risking my life to play with her? Do you think I'm stupid? I would take a bullet for her back then, I will now,
and I will in the future! You little brat, don't think you know everything just because you know such trivial things, you know nothing! If you dare
yell at me again, I'll make you crawl out of here without a gun!" "Let go!" He tried to remove my hand,
but found that my hand was like an iron clamp, and he couldn't remove it with his strength.

Seeing him give up struggling in frustration, I released him, patting his collar: "I'll let it slide this time because you're still somewhat
sincere towards her. Next time, I'll break your legs!" With that, I turned
and left.

"I won't give her up!" came his declaration-like roar behind me, earning me a raised middle
finger.

Once out of his sight, my once-proud self suddenly deflated like a punctured balloon. There's only one possibility that Sun Haoran
knows about this, and that possibility fills me with disheartening despair. I thought her heart was
completely devoted to me, so why is this happening? It's a contradictory feeling. Perhaps I'd
feel excited and thrilled if she slept with another man, even behind my back, but if she truly had
feelings for another man, and did so behind my back, it would be like a knife to my heart.

I returned home dejectedly. Only Xiaoman was downstairs; Qini was upstairs tidying up. Noticing my
odd behavior, Xiaoman came up to me and asked with concern, "What's wrong? You look like a wilted eggplant. Oh dear,
your lips are all sore!" "Do you think Qini... might betray us?" I asked with difficulty.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?" Xiaoman was somewhat surprised by my thoughts. I told
her about what happened to my ear.

"Actually, it's not as serious as you think." Seeing my blank expression, Xiaoman tenderly pulled my
head into her arms.From what you just said, Sun Haoran's reaction shows that he also doesn't know very clearly,
perhaps only a few fragments of information, which is why he didn't refute you further. The key here is Qini's attitude. "
Yes, she still can't forget him." "Idiot. Qini was even willing to do that kind of thing for you,
what are you worried about? I'm talking about Qini's attitude towards the mess in your head." Xiaoman called me
an idiot.

"What do you mean?" "She's clearly uncomfortable inside, which is why she's depressed, why she wants to communicate,
and why she might have thought of Sun Haoran. This shows she's confused about what you expect, dislikes it, and even
resents it . But because you like and expect it, she's just going along with you, while inwardly resisting, hence her confusion.

" Yu Xiaoman's words silenced me. Perhaps it was her directness that gave me such a deep
sense of frustration .

I wondered what Qini was doing upstairs; she hadn't come down yet.

"How are you? Feeling better?" "Xiaoman, do you love me?" I suddenly asked her.

"What?" Yu Xiaoman didn't react.

"Do you love me?" My question made her silent for a moment.

"I don't know." She pondered how to answer me, which felt like a stab to the heart.

"There's no foundation of love between us." I knew she was telling the truth, but couldn't
she direct? "At first, I was just your customer. I didn't have any feelings for you, really. You're not handsome,
not rich, and you're not particularly outstanding in that area either." She continued to rub salt in the wound, making my eyes change,
but she didn't see it, and continued to ponder, "That time we had sex, hehe, you know, you were just one of
my many sex partners. If it weren't for finding evidence against him, I wouldn't have bothered with you at all.

" I sat up abruptly, looking at her angrily.

"What, hurt your pride?" She looked at me with a bewitching smile, and I
realized, as if seeing her for the first time, that she really was a beauty, even more stunning than Qini in appearance. She suddenly leaned
in and kissed my lips, for a long while. "You know, a long, long time ago, when I was still an actress
, I had a boyfriend I loved deeply. He was also in the industry, and I was willing to give everything for him.
At that time , I had already started to gain some fame in the industry, but because he needed a male lead for a movie, he gave me to
a director, and then even complained that I was dirty. In a fit of anger, I married Fatty Liu, whom I had only met once. Before you, I had
several men. Some were forced by Fatty, some were willing to do it to get revenge on him, and some I thought I had found my true love again.

" She spoke softly, as if telling someone else's story. Had we been together for that long? This was the first
time had talked about her past.

"Those days after being abandoned by my so-called true love, I felt like I had just woken up from a dream, and in the end, it was all

for nothing. When Fatty Liu found me, I had no desire to live. I just wanted to die." She
leaned against my lap and recounted her story: "Until you took that bullet for Qini, I came back to life." Her
voice grew softer and softer. It turns out there really are men in this world who can love a woman to
the point her. You know, if that bullet had been just 5 millimeters off target, you'd be dead. So I shamelessly came here, thinking
I'd stick by her side no matter what. I longed for a man who could shield his wife from a bullet to protect me from the storm.
I envied Qini so much, even felt jealous of her at times, but I also knew that no matter what I did, I
could never replace Qini's place in your heart. So I could only give up, be content to be your mistress, and do
my best to please you and satisfy you. Maybe just having a tiny place in your heart would be enough.
So, you ask me if I love you? I really don't know. I've realized that what I crave now isn't love, but a home,
a warm and stable home, like it is now. But, the question you asked me, I've actually wanted to ask you for a long time,
is: do you love me?

Yu Xiaoman's words made me suddenly realize that for so long, I really seemed to have never considered
my feelings for her. I treated her more as a mistress, a mistress that my wife tacitly approved of. A so-called "
mistress " only has sex, not love. This feeling overwhelmed me with guilt, and I hugged her tightly: "
I'm sorry , I haven't paid attention to your feelings for so long." She patted me, indicating she understood, and said nothing.

When Qini came downstairs, everything seemed normal, except for a slight cut on my lip, which Yu Xiaoman had treated and
was barely noticeable.

In the following days, everything returned to normal. Xiaoman and I didn't tell Qini about Sun Haoran contacting me
, and it seemed Sun Haoran hadn't mentioned it either. I didn't deliberately arrange or track anything; I let everything
take its course , completely letting Qini handle her own affairs. It seemed to be working well; Sun Haoran had asked her out several times,
but she had resolutely refused each time (Xiaoman secretly told me this), which made me very gratified.

Actually, I also knew that as our company's business grew, and given the safety concerns of not hiring outsiders
, situations like Qini's would become more and more common. For them, having experienced it once,
accepting it emotionally and rationally the second time might be much easier. Of course, before that, more training and guidance were needed.
So , without their knowledge, I began to devise a series of plans in which they were no longer
just my two wives, but were to develop in a more professional direction. My first thought was how they could be more at ease in front of
strangers , especially when engaging in certain sexy role-playing, letting go of their reserve and shyness.

My inspiration came from a chance visit to a website.

That day, I was alone at the company. Actually, as everyone knows, calling it a company was really just a temporary
home. It was a three-story old Western-style building in an old Shanghai street. It wasn't big, with only three or four rooms on each floor. The first floor had been converted into
a lobby, with a reception desk and a meeting area, which were basically unused. Most of the time, it was used by the three of us
to chat or make love. The second floor was the office and equipment area, and the third floor was our bedroom, with a
small terrace. The small Western-style building was hidden among a row of old buildings, enveloped by dense trees, and very inconspicuous.

Qini and Yu Xiaoman had gone shopping again. I checked the time and figured they should be back soon.

I was browsing a well-known ***** website. I used to be a member there, but
even after several years, I'd only checked it occasionally and never posted any sexy photos of my wife, so my level wasn't very high. Right now, I was
browsing one of the sections: outdoor photography. I don't know when, but I'd started to find it quite interesting, especially since Qini
had been photographed by Fatty Liu for work purposes. This gave me a lot of excitement and stimulation, and for a moment my eyes were filled with ...i=64> He was engrossed in watching the outdoor sex show, completely oblivious to his two wives returning. 　　"What are you looking at so intently? You didn't even notice we were back." Yu Xiaoman appeared like a ghost before my eyes.

Someone patted me on the shoulder, startling me so much I almost jumped, but it was too late to close the page.

"You're such a pervert!" Yu Xiaoman called out to Qini after seeing my webpage, her eyes fixed on the screen.
"Su Qini, come and see what your husband is looking at while we're not home." "It's not your husband,"
Qini rolled her eyes at her, walked over, and blushed when she saw the photos on the webpage. "He didn't just become a pervert today.

" "Husband." Yu Xiaoman sat on the armrest of my sofa, shaking me, her breasts pressing against my shoulder:
"You like this kind of thing, huh?" "No way." I pretended to be calm and prepared to close the webpage, but Yu Xiaoman's threatening
look stopped me. I said awkwardly, "I was just looking around. These figures are nowhere near as good as my two little
devils.

" "Then why were you so engrossed? You didn't even notice us coming in." Yu Xiaoman's breasts
gently rubbed against my shoulder, while Qini had already gone upstairs to change.

"Isn't it curious?" I chuckled. "These women are really bold, haha." "Really?

" Yu Xiaoman bent down and snatched the mouse from me, browsing the webpage. I could see the two mounds of flesh that had been pressed
into . "They really are bold." She clicked on several sets of photos highlighted in red. In one photo,
a young woman was walking on a park path with her back to the camera. Several tourists were walking towards her in the distance. The woman had
actually lifted her skirt from behind, revealing her bare, white buttocks. Although her buttocks
weren't particularly attractive, the stimulating environment made up for it. In another set of photos, a completely naked young woman (of course,
the key parts were blurred) was running on the beach. Tourists could be vaguely seen in the distance. Yu Xiaoman looked down and
noticed my erection.

"Honey, you really like this, huh?" Yu Xiaoman chuckled.

"No, no," I quickly denied.

"Really?" She moved in front of me like a fairy and sat down on my lap. "Hmm—
I don't know what's so hard, it's hurting my butt." "Natural reaction, natural reaction," I said
sweetly.

"Really?" She turned her head, her eyes almost dripping with tears. "Actually…" She gently rubbed her
buttocks, "Honey, if you like it, I can take pictures too." Sometimes, I'm really a little smitten with Yu Xiaoman.
In this respect, she's much bolder and more proactive than Qini.

"Really?" I asked, surprised. "You

said you didn't like it." She turned back and glared at me, but didn't stop rubbing her buttocks, her eyes dreamy.
"As long as you like it, honey." This made me overjoyed.

"I'm going to change my clothes." She's such a decisive person; whatever she says goes. Actually,
I know that although she and Qini are very close, as a mistress, she's still worried about not being able to compete
with Qini, and most of the time she's just trying to please me.

A few minutes later, there was a series of thumping sounds on the stairs, and Yu Xiaoman pulled Qini down.

"What's wrong, Xiaoman?" Qini asked, confused.

"Let's go shopping," Yu Xiaoman said.

"We just got back, and you're going again?" Yu Xiaoman whispered a few words in her ear.

"You..." Qini looked at her, both amused and exasperated, "You, you just know how to cater to him in everything,
spoiling him more and more." "
It's because I'm completely under his thumb," Yu Xiaoman said with a helpless expression, "I'm trapped by him for life." Her unintentional confession touched me, and I hugged her
tightly, then gave Qini a comforting kiss on the cheek. This tenderness silenced Qini.

The three of them walked towards the nearest supermarket.

The supermarket was huge, and we wandered around aimlessly, our eyes constantly scanning for security
cameras . I quickly spotted several sections in the beverage section without cameras, and decided to
use them as the location for our first outdoor shoot.

Yu Xiaoman pushed an empty cart, and Qini and I walked alongside her behind, actually to block
the view from outside. Reaching the middle of the section, Yu Xiaoman stopped, quickly glanced around, and seeing no
one paying attention, turned her back to us, one hand on the cart, the other reaching behind her to carefully lift the
hem skirt, revealing a patch of white skin.

My penis instantly hardened. She wasn't wearing anything underneath her dress!
This girl was really bold. Her dress wasn't long, not even past her knees;
it was easy to accidentally expose herself. Qini would never have done that.

In a corner of the bustling supermarket, a voluptuous woman boldly lifted her skirt,
revealing her bare buttocks. Her plump, rounded buttocks formed two beautiful arcs, smooth and somewhat erotic.
Between her slightly raised legs, a few tufts of dark hair cautiously peeked out, adding to her allure. I
quickly took out my phone and started snapping photos blindly. Just then, a young couple passed by. Yu Xiaoman quickly lowered
her skirt , pretending to look at the drinks on the shelf. The couple, oblivious to what was happening in the aisle, chatted and laughed as they walked past.
Yu Xiaoman then deliberately lifted her skirt again.

I walked over, took her arm, and stretched it high towards the shelf, seemingly to reach for
a drink. She understood and raised both hands, standing on tiptoe. As she stretched upwards, her skirt
was pulled up below her buttocks, and with a slight tilt of her head, I could see her exposed buttocks. I took another flurry of photos,
even crouching down to shoot from below, capturing almost the entire shape of her ample buttocks beneath her skirt. Because she
was standing on tiptoe with her legs together, I could even vaguely see the thin slit between her buttocks. I couldn't resist standing up,
my erection pressing against her smooth buttocks, while Qini blushed and
took photos .An old man walked into the corridor, laughing and talking with his grandson. Yu Xiaoman was startled and quickly lowered her hand. Whether the old man saw them or not, he gave Yu Xiaoman a strange look as they passed. 　　"You scared me to death!" Qini scolded me, while Yu Xiaoman glanced at me, her face flushed , her eyes seeming to speak volumes. 　　"Are you alright?" Qini noticed Yu Xiaoman's flush and asked worriedly. 　　"I've had a miscarriage," Yu Xiaoman said softly, her face still red.

I looked down and, sure enough, there were a few wet stains on my bulging crotch. Looking down again, I could vaguely see a
glistening drop peeking out between her legs, hanging on her inner thigh. Goodness, this girl got excited pretty quickly.

"Let's go back." I immediately decided to end our first rushed outdoor photoshoot, and my little brother couldn't wait
to get his gun ready for battle.

For the next while, I became obsessed with outdoor photoshoots. We were frequently seen in supermarkets, parks,
and even on the streets late at night. Qini also joined in, but unlike Yu Xiaoman's daring exposure
of her breasts and genitals, Qini only agreed to take some suggestive photos, never showing her nipples or genitals. Even so,
I could feel her excitement. When things got intense, we even found a corner to have sex several times.

This weekend, the three of us came back from a restaurant photoshoot. The sight of us naked with our backs to the diners
excited me so much that I dragged Qini back home for another round of sex. She was so exhausted she didn't want to move and went straight to sleep. But today, I seemed
a little unsatisfied. Yu Xiaoman, though not involved, seemed to be affected by the atmosphere;
she sat downstairs watching TV, her eyes practically brimming with tears as she looked at me coming down.

"Wife," I said, sitting down and pulling her into my arms, "Qini's asleep, let's go play some more." "
Pervert, haven't you had enough?" she said, seemingly unhappy, but her eyes were watery.

"No way, let's try something new today." I pulled her and her husband out the door.

On a whim, I drove her to a university in the university town.

"Here?" she asked, blushing. "It's not good, what if we get seen?" "Yeah." I thought about it,
and it was true; there might be couples in the seemingly dark corners of a university at any time.

"Let's just take a walk," I said, taking her hand as we strolled through the campus. This was a rare moment of
solitude . Suddenly, I realized I still had feelings for Yu Xiaoman. Holding her hand, I looked
at her tenderly, and she smiled knowingly back. A wave of affection washed over us both.

Then, a faint sound drifted from the bushes by the roadside, breaking the silence between us.
We smiled at each other, the sweet intimacy momentarily fading, replaced by a strange, inexplicable impulse. I
suddenly spotted a building in the distance. The students were still in evening study halls, so we couldn't go there.
It was an annex building. We walked over and discovered it was the student public bathroom. While
most had toilets that could double as bathrooms, hot water wasn't always available. So, the university still
had public bathrooms open to the public. However, it was well past shower time, and although the bathrooms were still open,
no one was going in or out.

"Let's go somewhere a little more exciting," I whispered to Xiaoman. She looked at me suspiciously, then I
stealthily pulled her to the outside of the public bathroom. Sure enough, both the men's and women's bathrooms were quiet. I
made a shushing gesture and tiptoed into the men's bathroom. It was empty, except for
rows of bare showerheads under the dim light.

"What are you doing?" Xiaoman asked softly when she saw me tiptoeing back.

"Here." I pointed to the men's bathroom and whispered, "Let's take pictures here." "Are you crazy?!"
Xiaoman exclaimed in surprise, "If someone comes, there'll be nowhere to hide." "That's what makes it exciting." I chuckled,
"Imagine if it's full of naked college students, and you're taking pictures on one side, with erect
penises on both sides..." "You're such a pervert." Xiaoman flinched at me, but smiled.

"Let's go." I pulled her.

"Just in case someone comes." She was clearly tempted.

"Who would come at this hour? Everyone's still in evening self-study. It's fine. Even if someone comes, are you afraid of these
fledglings? They're the ones who'll be at a loss." I chuckled mischievously.

"Pervert!" That had become her catchphrase, but she still followed me towards the men's bathroom.

"Here first." I pulled Qini back from going in, pointing to the sign at the door: "Men's Bathroom."
She blushed and stopped. I put down my backpack, took out the camera from my bag. Who would have thought that one day this
200,000 yuan camera would be used to take sexy photos of my wife?

After several outdoor shoots, Xiaoman had already become familiar with how to show off her sexiness while quickly
covering her private parts when people were around. She cautiously glanced around; no one was passing by at that moment. Instead of
taking off quickly unbuttoned the top few buttons of her white shirt. As the third
button undid, the two mounds of white flesh, tightly bound by the shirt, eagerly sprang free, revealing a burst of breast
ripples. She leaned against the doorframe, exposing most of her rounded breasts in a perfectly executed S-
shape.

"Perfect," I exclaimed, quickly pressing the shutter. "Those perverts will be pounding themselves to
death if they see this." Under my camera's lens, Xiaoman naturally shifted her poses, sometimes leaning against the door,
sometimes half-hiding behind it, leaning outwards, her breasts pressed against the doorframe like
bowling balls, creating a unique allure against the backdrop of the large "Men's Bathroom" sign.

With a series of clicks, Xiaoman completely unbuttoned her clothes, her blouse half-open. One hand held her black bra
between her fingertips, while the other embraced her large, round breasts, revealing most of her dazzling mound.

"You're so alluring, baby." My pants were sticking up high, but my camera didn't stop moving.

She unbuttoned her jeans, pulled the zipper down halfway, revealing a glimpse of her underwear. Her legs were slightly
apart , the hem of her white shirt completely spread to the sides, letting her full breasts bask in the night breeze. Two index fingers
lightly touched the center of her peaks, looking at the two crimson nipples. Her cherry lips were not parted, her eyes were alluring and dreamy. She struck a few
poses, then turned around, as if to take off her jeans. She grabbed the hem and pulled it down, revealing half of her buttocks, but
stopped. The subtle sexiness of half dark blue and half pure white almost made me push her into the bathroom.Gradually, we ventured deeper into the men's bathroom. Xiaoman slowly relaxed, taking off her outer pants, leaving her shirt wide open, and only wearing underwear, posing with her bare legs exposed. Perhaps because of the environment, I felt this was the most uninhibited Xiaoman had ever been; many of the photos we took were practically professional-grade—sexy, beautiful, seductive, and arousing. Just as we were having a great time taking pictures, we suddenly heard a clinking sound outside; it was coins falling into the cash register.

Oh no!

I broke out in a cold sweat. The two of them were so engrossed in taking pictures that they hadn't noticed anything!

It wasn't until a pair of Nike sneakers came into view that I realized why we hadn't noticed them at all.

It was a rather handsome college student, probably in his early twenties, likely an athlete
. He was wearing jeans and carrying a shirt, his bare upper body showing enviable muscles, especially
his six-pack abs—not everyone can build that. Because of his youth, he looked lean and not bulky.

In the men's bathroom stood a man and a woman; the woman was definitely a goddess-like figure for many men. This left the man somewhat bewildered
, his mouth agape, eyes wide as he stared at the scene.

I stood there, camera in hand, lens pointed at Xiaoman, eyes fixed on the man, unsure
how to react.

Xiaoman's eyes widened in surprise. Although she had always seemed rather open, that was only when she was alone with
me. Now, with a stranger walking in, she quickly bent over, trying to expose as little of her body as possible. She
frantically buttoned her shirt, but because she was only wearing a small pair of underwear, her long, white
legs shone brightly beneath it. Her bent-over posture made her full, rounded buttocks appear even more pronounced, adding
a alluring mystery. I immediately got an erection when I saw the boy's crotch. Youth is truly wonderful.

"Ahem," I coughed forcefully, my mind racing, trying to figure out how to smooth things over. "
Excuse me , um, I'm… oh… a photographer… this… oh… I was working on a project… um… you see
…" I didn't know what I was saying, what I was trying to say, or
even He was staring at the half-naked Xiaoman, nodding frantically.

"This is a filming project for our company." Gradually, my mind began to clear. "Originally,
that person was here to shoot this theme..." I glanced back at Xiaoman and saw her standing behind me with her arms crossed and head bowed,
trying to block her view. My eyes, however, involuntarily drifted to the man's six-pack abs. Indeed,
not every man can achieve that; even I, who was once quite muscular, never had it. Moreover, this
man in front of me clearly hadn't built it through deliberate bodybuilding, but rather through regular exercise. A
thought . (To be continued)

The second half of this chapter was originally intended to focus on Qini's location shooting, but after some thought, I decided that placing Qini
in a different plot would be more exciting. This section was temporarily changed to focus on Yu Xiaoman. What do you all think? Any suggestions?

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