Dance of Sex

The Dance of Sex, the Rise and Fall of Emotions 　　Author
: 75740706 (Having a Mistress at Home) 　　First 　　published on: 　　Spring 　　in the Courtyard on 　　2011/09/29
Word 　　Count
: 4360
**************** 　　... This woman is truly beautiful, giving off a dreamlike 　　, unreal feeling. The pitiful expression of being ravaged by a man, placed on that noble and beautiful 　　face, creates an unreal, almost overwhelming sense of surrealism. 　　************ 　　My name is Zhao Tian, I'm 25 years old, and 1.76 meters tall. I have a beautiful wife that almost everyone envies 　　, and a well-paying job. 　　"Xiao Tian, it's Friday today, nothing much at the company, so I'm approving you to go home early to be with your wife!" My boss 　　's voice came over. 　　"Oh, thank you, Chairman Gao." 　　Our boss, Gao Yu, is 34 years old, a seemingly ordinary middle-aged man. In his early twenties, 　　he came to City A from a poor county to make his way in the world, and later met me, a recent graduate looking for a job. I've been working at the company 　　for over three years now, and it's a pretty good electronics company in City A, where I've become the general 　　manager. 　　Just as I left the company building, my phone rang with my darling's special ringtone. 　　"Honey, it's Friday today. I'll go home early and cook you a nice meal. When are you coming home?" 　　I was about to say I'd be back right now, but then I thought, why not surprise my wife? 　　"Sorry, honey, I have some things to do. It'll probably take about four hours!" 　　"You little devil! Okay then, I'll cook and wait for you to come home." 　　Because of work, I often travel. We've known each other for over two years since we met, and I only come home to stay five or six 　　days a month. We're apart most of the time, and this time I just got back from a business trip, so we cherish every moment we spend together 　　. 　　I got in the car, started the engine, and drove home, but we got stuck in traffic not far in. 　　I couldn't help but feel anxious. I finally had a chance to go home early. I wondered how long I'd be stuck in traffic. As I thought about it, I started reminiscing about 　　how my wife and I met. 　　My wife's name is Ruomeng, 23 years old, about 1.65 meters tall, with round, firm breasts that I 　　could barely grasp with one hand; her fair skin, coupled with her beautiful oval face and unique noble air, evoked a 　　contradictory feeling of pity and love, a desire to press down and ravage her, yet a reluctance to defile her. She also has a trace of European blood; when she's in 　　heat, angry, or emotionally agitated, her pupils turn a slight red, the only thing I've discovered related to her bloodline 　　. 　　Over a year ago, my boss sent me to G City for a business deal. That night, I was entertaining clients at G City's most famous and glamorous disco 　　. When I entered a private room, I saw four men leading Ruomeng towards the next room, and I was immediately awestruck. Later, while 　　entertaining the clients, I heard cries for help from next door and discovered that the four men were trying to gang rape Ruomeng. I immediately stormed into their room, defeated all 　　four men, and rescued Ruomeng. I, Zhao Tian, am actually a descendant of Zhao Yun from the Three Kingdoms period, and I've learned family martial arts since childhood, so dealing with them 　　was naturally easy. 　　After rescuing Ruomeng, they learned the whole story and Meng'er's background. Meng'er was born into a British 　　family; both her parents were Chinese Americans. Initially, the family patriarch fell in love with a Chinese woman. 　　As time passed, only Meng'er's father remained as the sole heir, and Meng'er was the only daughter in her generation. 　　Later, Meng'er developed a strong love for Chinese culture and was admitted to a top university in G City, China. Her parents, longing to 　　return to their roots and knowing their daughter had received a comprehensive education and was skilled in self-defense— 　　easily capable of handling two or three ordinary people—sent her back to China to study and develop her career. 　　After graduation, Meng'er had nothing to do and, loving China, worked at an advertising company in G City to pass the time 　　. Who knew that the biggest gang leader in G city would take a liking to her? When he couldn't win her over, he threatened Meng'er's boss, 　　luring her to a disco under the guise of work-related entertainment. He drugged her drink and then had three of his henchmen try to imprison her. However, after succeeding, the henchmen 　　were overcome with lust and wanted to have their way with her, which gave me the opportunity to rescue Meng'er. 　　At first, Meng'er only felt gratitude and slight affection towards me. After a month of persistent pursuit and scheming, 　　we finally established a relationship after she was drunk together, through a semi-rape. After that, things were simple 　　! I've always been physically strong and energetic, often working through the night, leaving Meng'er feeling incredibly aroused 　　. Coupled with my deep affection for her, we finally met her parents six months later. 　　That incident caused me to lose a business deal, but my boss not only didn't blame me but also gave me a long leave to pursue my 　　happiness. Because of this, I never considered leaving my boss, and he became the person I'm most grateful to. As 　　the company grew, I became increasingly busy, spending less and less time at home, which made Meng'er 　　constantly complain. 　　Lost in thought, time flew by, and before I knew it, I was at my doorstep. I noticed a company 　　car parked quietly in my parking space. 　　Reaching the door, I thought I heard faint breathing sounds coming from inside. With a hint of doubt, I took out my key, opened 　　the door, and said, "Wife, I'm home." 　　"Ah, honey, are you going to be late? I'm cooking!" Just then, I heard 　　the sound of a belt buckle being fastened and hurried breathing coming from the kitchen. A sense of unease washed over me. Because 　　I'd studied martial arts since childhood, hearing was naturally a must. 　　At that moment, a robust man appeared in the kitchen doorway: "Brother Tian's back? Sister-in-law, there's a contract today..."

"I just brought her back to the company. She said she's going to cook a big dinner for Brother Tian today, so
I drove her there and she bought a lot of things. She's just back and is tidying up!"
"Zhao Tian, you dare to lie to me now!" At this moment, Meng'er appeared at the kitchen door, her face
showing a mixture of anger and surprise.
"It's been more than a week since I last saw you, so I wanted to give you a surprise! I won't do it again next time!"
Meng'er was wearing a black mini-skirt that barely covered her round buttocks; she wore a white
shirt with the top two buttons undone, revealing her impressive cleavage. I immediately felt a surge of heat.
"Hmph, it's good that you know you're wrong. I'll continue cooking!" As Meng'er turned to walk towards the kitchen, I vaguely saw
a flash of red light in her eyes.
"Xiao Jun, come, come sit down for a while. Cooking is a woman's job," I said to the burly man at the kitchen door.
"Hmm, Brother Tian is so lucky. I've only ever seen your wife show that womanly side to you."
"Oh, not at all! Your wife only gives me face when there are other people around! Hehe,
how's business at your company lately? Why are you leaving work so early today?" I pulled Xiao Jun to sit on the sofa in the living room
and said.
"Busy, huh? The boss recently landed two big orders, and it's exhausted my wife. She heard you were
coming back, so she made sure to come home early." Xiao Jun offered me a cigarette, lighting it as he spoke.
Since Meng'er came to A City with me to get married, she stayed home for less than six months before saying she was bored and went out
to find this job. Their company is a fairly reputable foreign trade enterprise in A City. After joining the company, Meng'er,
with her beautiful appearance, elegant demeanor, and excellent business skills, rose through the ranks. In less than two years, she
is now the company's business director.
The muscular young man before me had a sharply defined face, giving him a fierce look
. He was their boss's driver and bodyguard. His fighting skills, I'd say, were average, but still far superior to the average person
. When we first met, after hearing I was Zhao Yun (a legendary martial arts master), he insisted on a sparring match. I easily defeated him in three moves with one hand,
and afterwards, he treated me with extraordinary respect, always wanting my guidance whenever he had the chance. Since I was often away from home, I'd remind him to take good
care of Meng'er.
He and Meng'er were their boss's right-hand men, practically holding up half the company. I've always felt sorry for Meng'er
and didn't want her to work. Although I'm not as wealthy as her family, my boss treats me well; I earn at least
several million a year. Besides, she's their only daughter, and her father-in-law gave her six million euros when she got married
. Meng'er is definitely one of the wealthiest women in City A.
But Meng'er just couldn't stay at home. She said she wanted to go out and work, have something to do, make some friends, and go out and have
fun. She said, "You're not home with me often anyway. Besides, this boss treats me well; I can do whatever I want, and he
's never forced me." I thought to myself, "I'm already envious of your high performance; why would I need to force you?"
I said, "Society is too chaotic these days; I'm worried about you." She scoffed, saying I couldn't even beat her, so who was
worried about whom? Because Meng'er knew self-defense techniques, I sometimes lost to her in our playful fights—actually, I let
her win on purpose. But Meng'er's skill level was indeed quite high, comparable to Xiao Jun's. Thinking about Xiao Jun's physique, I really don't know
how Meng'er grew up to know so many things and be proficient in everything. Plus, with Xiao Jun often around to take care of Meng'er, I
just let her do as she pleased. Being alone at home for a long time really got boring.
"Brother Tian, I have some things to do at the company, so I won't disturb your time together! Remember to leave some time for me to give
you some pointers next time; I have a few questions I can't figure out lately," Xiao Tian said after chatting for a while.
"With his skills, you might as well ask me!" Meng'er said, just then bringing
out a dish she had prepared.
"Not staying for dinner?" I asked.
"Oh, I'd be so kind as to say that, maybe next time!" Xiao Jun chuckled.
"Alright then!" I got up and helped Meng'er see Xiao Jun to the door.
As soon as I closed the door, I grabbed Meng'er, pressed her against the doorway, and kissed her alluring lips, my hand already
reaching under her miniskirt.
"You rascal, Xiao Jun isn't far yet!" Meng'er cried out.
"Who told you to dress so sexy? I can't resist. Let your husband warm up first!" As I spoke
, I pulled down Meng'er's panties, grabbed one of her thighs, and pulled my already throbbing penis out of my pants
and inserted it into her vagina.
"Ah...honey, your thing is so hard today!" Meng'er let out a sweet moan.
"It's been over a week since I last saw you, and it's missed you so much!" I lifted Meng'er's thigh with my hands
, leaning her against the door with only one toe touching the ground. I adjusted the position for deeper penetration and
began to thrust heavily.
"Mmm...ah...ah...honey...so deep...you're going to hit my uterus...ah..." "
Slap! Slap!" The sound of my penis hitting her vagina echoed in the living room, and Meng'er's sweet voice gradually grew louder
.
I lifted Meng'er's other leg as well, and while holding her, I walked towards the sofa. "My good Meng'er,
I missed you so much. Today I'm going to fuck you until you can't get out of bed." When we reached the sofa, I placed Meng'er
on the marble coffee table next to it, her two long legs draped over my shoulders.
"Ah...it's so cold...ah...can you handle it...honey..." Meng'er's eyes glowed slightly
red, and she made soft, panting sounds.
"Tch, you don't believe me?" I thrust even harder, hitting her G-spot every time.
"Mmm...ah...ah...good husband...come on...it feels so good...ah...let your wife see
how good you are...mmm...ah..."
Looking at Meng'er's seductive, glowing eyes, coupled with her beautiful
face full of passion and desire, a surge of lust rose within me. I grabbed her full breasts with one hand and pressed down on her shoulder with the other
, roughly fucking her overflowing pussy.
"Ah...wife, your pussy is still so tight! Looking at your lewd appearance, I really want to torture and abuse
you."
"Ah...come on...husband...torture your little bitch...ah...fuck me to death...let me taste..."
"Taste my husband's power... Ah... Good husband... Good brother... I'm almost there... Ah..."
The coffee table under Meng'er's buttocks was already covered in love juice.
"Good girl, I want to cum too."
"Ah... Hmm... Ah... So good... Ah!!!!" Meng'er let out a high-pitched moan, and I
finally couldn't hold back anymore, ejaculating the essence that had been accumulating for a week deep into her little hole.
"You rascal, you don't even shower, you start messing around as soon as you come home." Meng'er got off the table, taking off her clothes as she walked towards
the bathroom. "Who told you to be so charming! And dressed so lewdly, how could I resist?" I followed her.
Meng'er turned on the shower and started showering. I leaned over, hugged Meng'er, and kissed the two beautiful
nipples on her breasts.
"You're so annoying! Zhao Tian, are you going to eat later?"
"You're much tastier than food!"
"Okay, stop fooling around, let's eat first, I'm waiting for you to fuck me so hard I can't get out of bed!" Meng'er punched me
and said.
"How could I bear to, my sweet wife?" I said, quickly showering and leaving the bathroom. I turned on the TV and started
watching. Just then, I saw Meng'er's phone on the coffee table. I picked it up, intending to play a game, but the screen
lit up, and a text message appeared in my still-open inbox.
(To be continued)

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