The Abyss of the Beloved Wife 116

(I)
Another evening arrived, and the sky outside had darkened. The lights in every house outside the window looked so
warm and cozy , but Wang Peng and Liu Rouxuan were quietly waiting for the unbearable to come.
Wang Peng and Liu Rouxuan both seemed quite good. They had been teachers at the same school since graduating from university. Rouxuan was still
a homeroom teacher for the second year of junior high school, but the school had a limited number of permanent positions. Although they had been working for almost three years, they had always been
temporary employees, and their treatment was naturally far inferior to that of permanent employees. Moreover, the class Rouxuan taught was actually the school's
worst class. No other teacher wanted to teach it, so it was forced on her, Rouxuan. The students in that class were not good at studying, but they had
a lot of . For her, who had ideals, it was almost torture. She could only give more care and
love to the students who were bullied. But today, Wang Peng was suspended from his job at the school for some inexplicable reason.
Their house was on the first floor. It was a small one-bedroom apartment, and it was rented. Many of the furniture still
belonged to the previous landlord, but under Rouxuan's careful cleaning, it felt so homey.
Rouxuan was still quietly busy in the kitchen, her back view displaying both the tranquility of a young girl and the virtuousness of a mature woman. She was about
1.56 meters tall, with a well-proportioned figure. She wore a white chiffon blouse and a Korean-style professional midi skirt that
hugged her full, rounded hips tightly, making her slender waist appear even more alluring. Mid-heeled sandals made her slender figure
look very upright, and her smooth, jade-like legs were exposed beneath the skirt. She still wore an apron, and her long, black hair
cascaded down her back.
The dining table was already set, with chairs filling the passageway that served as both living room and dining room. Several dishes were
already . Wang Peng set out the chopsticks, bowls, and plates, then rested his chin on his hand, lost in thought, waiting for the guests to arrive. He
knew tonight would be difficult for him.
Time seemed to pass very slowly, like torture. Rouxuan was simply washing, chopping, and
cooking the vegetables .
"Knock, knock, knock." Wang Peng's heart skipped a beat; someone was knocking on the door. He glanced at Rou Xuan,
whose hand, which was stirring the food, paused for a moment, then continued, as if prepared to obediently face everything. Wang Peng
steeled his heart and opened the door.
"Ah!" To Wang Peng's great surprise and embarrassment, he saw that there were actually three people standing outside the door. Wasn't it supposed to be Young Master
Xu?
"Teacher Wang... Hello!" The short, stout old man facing Wang Peng was Director Xu of the Education Bureau,
with a leader's air about him
. His bald head was covered by light yellow-tinted glasses, the frames of which could cover half of his face. He patted Wang Peng's shoulder in that leader's unique way.
"Director Xu..." Influenced by the old man's official aura, Wang Peng habitually showed
the flattered look of being cared for by a leader, but inside he felt bitter and uneasy. Even he himself
felt that he looked contradictory and pathetic. Suppressing his embarrassment, Wang Peng
nodded and greeted a tall, burly man carrying an advertising bag behind him.
The man, surnamed Liu, was a former special forces soldier who now worked as Director Xu's driver. All of this
had been arranged, orchestrated, and manipulated by Liu, but Wang Peng hadn't expected him and Director Xu to be there,
and found it even harder to accept.
Finally, the main character of the evening entered: Director Xu's son, Xu Shao. A little taller than his father, he was
unusually obese, short and stocky, almost like a well-fed pig. Seeing him,
Wang Peng felt a mix of emotions, gave a slight, symbolic nod, and a slightly smirk.
The fat, big-eared Xu Shao wasn't arrogant; he glanced at Wang Peng and immediately lowered his head. He was
twenty-three years old; he had been hit by a car when he was fifteen or sixteen, leaving him with mild intellectual disability. Strangely, he was married
, but showed little interest in his wife, yet displayed an unusual interest in other women. Even with a sun hat on
, you could still see the bruise above his left eye, a scab forming under the corner of his eye, and his left cheek still swollen. Wang Peng knew that Xu Feizhu's unfortunate state was the result of him and his neighbor. The day before yesterday afternoon, this guy clumsily stole Rouxuan's lace panties
outside , hiding under the stairs, spreading open Rouxuan's crotch against her private parts, and sniffing and smelling them with ecstasy, looking completely intoxicated. He was caught by the neighbor, who was a security guard in another community and hated these petty thieves the most, especially those who did such despicable things, so he was naturally even more ruthless . When Wang Peng found out, he was even more furious. He pinned the man down and beat him, making him howl like a wild boar. But this infatuated man still clung tightly to the little panties... In the end, he even called the police. He thought the man would be locked up for a few days, but unexpectedly... "Sit, sit, Teacher Wang, sit here..." Old Xu chose a seat against the wall and began to invite the others to sit down. It seemed that he didn't care about what happened the day before yesterday, and even solicitously let Wang Peng sit next to him. Driver Liu sat opposite the director , with his back to the kitchen. Wang Peng and the pig-like Xu Shao faced each other. This fat pig had suffered from Wang Peng's fists before, and now he still seemed apprehensive when he saw Wang Peng. "I, I'll get another pair of chopsticks..." The situation was really awkward, so Wang Peng found an opportunity to get up. The kitchen was open, and Rou Xuan had already heard the sound of a group of people filing in. She glanced at it and thought about what was going to happen to the pig-like man behind her . Her heart almost jumped out of her chest, and she felt dizzy. As Wang Peng crouched down to get the tableware from the stove, the instant his body touched Rouxuan, he could clearly feel his wife flinch uncomfortably. "Wait a minute, help me get the dishes..." Rouxuan looked flustered, her voice barely audible, hoping to find some comfort in Wang Peng. "Or..." Wang Peng asked hesitantly . --------------------------------------- Just this morning, Wang Peng and Rouxuan, sometimes sorrowful, sometimes sighing, constantly searching for reasons to convince themselves . Indeed, there are too many unspoken rules these days. Either choose to exist like ants, maintaining a dignified existence, or submit to those in power, allowing them to enjoy the pleasure of their delicate bodies. This applies to celebrities and officials alike. Just that one time tomorrow ... consider it an investment... Then the two made love wildly again. Wang Peng penetrated deeply each time; he had never been so unrestrained in his use . It was practically a ravage of his wife's body. Each time, he pierced the deepest part of her flower bud, then withdrew, pulling away the tender flesh, and then thrust in again forcefully, causing Rouxuan to let out sobbing moans. As the large bed creaked and swayed, she gazed lovingly at her husband's cold, stern face, obediently arching her back.

Her bones met his, leaving deep teeth marks as a mark of love on her snow-white chest, as she
moaned .
After the passion subsided, the two agreed that as long as Rouxuan said, "Husband, I regret it," Wang Peng would
stop everything and prevent it from continuing...
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Rouxuan simply lowered her head, then forcefully cut the eggplant into pieces to vent her inner unease.
The Abyss of the Beloved Wife (Part Two)
"These dishes were all made by Teacher Liu," Old Xu said, taking a bite. "Not bad, not bad. Teacher Liu
is truly skillful..." "Director, Director Xu, there's wine here..." Wang Peng was not good at socializing, and the impending
events made him even more nervous and uneasy. He didn't know how to respond to the old man.
"Director Xu only drinks baijiu... only Moutai..." Driver Liu bluntly stopped him from opening a second bottle
.
Yes! It would be great to drink baijiu today. He wasn't a good drinker anyway, so getting drunk
would be good ... Wang Peng's thoughts were churning.
"Hey! I'm in a good mood today, so let's have some beer... one bottle each." Old Xu said kindly, trying to
smooth things over .
"I want a soft drink!" Fatty Xu said, rummaging through the dishes.
"Oh..." Old Xu seemed to remember something. "Little Liu, go get the drinks from the car over there, and grab
two bottles of Moutai while you're at it. Young Teacher Wang is young and promising, let's have a good drink today." Old Xu's friendliness
disgusted , and he couldn't imagine what Driver Liu was saying—how many women he had sexually harassed, how many of them had slept with him,
and many of them had even offered themselves to him. A primary school Chinese teacher who later became a vice principal,
a middle school teacher who later became a grade leader, so-and-so who he had transferred to the school's leadership team.
Soon, the room was filled with the intoxicating aroma of Moutai. Wang Peng, smelling the strong liquor, felt a little
dizzy and really wanted to get drunk on the liquor right away.
Sitting at the dining table, Xu Feizhu's lecherous eyes were already captivated by Rouxuan's curvaceous back.
He kept stealing glances at her shapely body, imagining Rouxuan naked after he stripped her bare, then
shamelessly enjoying every part of this delicate woman's body. Especially her pert, round buttocks beneath her slender waist,
though currently tightly bound by her skirt, which he was about to spread open...
Looking at the legs exposed beneath the skirt, so long, straight, so smooth and delicate, Rouxuan's legs
seemed like a mysterious door to Xu Shao, filling him with interest and desire for the unknown. He tried hard to imagine what those
two smooth thighs looked like when they met; he had fantasized about it countless times these past few days, and each fantasy made him
incredibly excited.
"Teacher Liu, don't be busy... come and eat too!" Old Man Xu, holding a wine glass, looked at Rouxuan's flat
back and earnestly invited her. "Teacher Wang, are there any more chairs? Could you add another one?" "Yes! Right away!" Rouxuan
turned around and pursed her lips, her heart pounding even harder at the thought of those fiery eyes, her palms sweating profusely.
"Oh, oh!" Smelling the Moutai, Wang Peng's face was already flushed. The house was long and narrow, and to get into
the room one had to squeeze through the corner and between Xu Shao's back to bring out the last chair in the house, the one used for internet access
. That chair was much lower than the others' stools.
"Put it here, put it here." Old Xu directed him to place the chair between Xu Shao and himself. In that
instant, Wang Peng felt a sour taste in his mouth and heart.
"Come on, Teacher Wang, let's toast together, Director Xu." Seeing Wang Peng's dejected expression, Driver Liu
took the initiative to break the deadlock.
"Okay, okay!" Old Xu chuckled and took a sip of his liquor, as if he had
completely forgotten about Wang Peng beating his son the day before yesterday.
Wang Peng took a sip and felt the alcohol rush straight to his head. Thinking of his beloved wife, and the fact that he was about to be
held tightly in the arms of this dimwitted pig in front of him, he took another big gulp of his drink.
"Teacher Liu, sister-in-law, come on... don't bother." Seeing that Rouxuan was still in the kitchen, Driver Liu used his two large hands
to push her towards the dining table like he was grabbing a chick.
"There's one more dish." Rouxuan's slender body couldn't resist him, and she was half-pushed by him, looking flustered. She weakly
twisted her body, but he still pushed her over.
"There's enough food, that's enough. What's the point of eating if you're not here..." Driver Liu didn't give
Rouxuan a chance to break free at all.
"Yes! Yes! Come on, Teacher Liu! Sit here, here, here." Old Man Xu looked at
this graceful and docile woman with a smile, feeling a sense of accomplishment like a tyrant.
When Fatty Xu saw Rouxuan coming over, he smacked his lips and greedily scanned Rouxuan's whole body again. Finally, his gaze
fell on her breasts, which were bulging from her apron, and he couldn't help but sigh: those breasts are so round and full.
As Rouxuan squeezed between Xu Feizhu and the wall, she deliberately arched her back, and Wang Peng could clearly feel
her body rubbing against his thick back. The guy seemed so comfortable and content, giving Xu
Feizhu smile.
Wang Peng clenched his fist several times, then relaxed it. He comforted himself, telling himself that this Xu Feizhu would get
his . He'd heard before that this womanizing guy, instead of using his father's car, deliberately took the bus, and on the bus,
he recklessly grabbed and pulled at a girl's underwear through her clothes, only to get beaten up like a dog.
Xu Feizhu glanced at Wang Peng; Wang Peng's unusually calm gaze inexplicably instilled fear in him, a fear that he might
suddenly explode, diminishing much of his greed. Rouxuan sat down next to Feizhu, her beautiful body trembling with unease
, her palms sweaty, her dark hair cascading down her cheeks, making her appear so alluring.
Wang Peng tossed back his head and downed the entire glass of Moutai in one gulp, which Liu, the driver, promptly refilled.
"Little Wang, I've looked into it. You two have performed well at school. I'll help you become
permanent !" This was something Liu, the driver, had already discussed with them, and had promised even more,
but he also implied that if they didn't agree, they'd lose their jobs.
"Great! Congratulations, Teacher Wang!" Only Liu, the driver, applauded Xu's words, eagerly raising
his glass and urging them, "Hey! Brothers, hurry up! Aren't you going to thank Director Xu?" Wang Peng forced a smile, his expression
strained: "Thank...thank you, Director." "How old is Teacher Liu?" Xu, still with a kind expression, asked
.
"Twenty-six." Rou Xuan's body stiffened, her head bowed.
"Hmm, not bad, three years older than our Ah Bin! Come on, Ah Bin, let's toast Sister Liu with tea instead of wine."
"
Come on, Teacher Liu." "Hehe..." Xu Shao chuckled foolishly, raising his drink and shyly
staring at Rou Xuan's pretty face. At that moment, Rou Xuan glanced at Xu Feizhu, who had a fat head and big ears, and whose double chin
trembled as he grinned foolishly. She felt a chill run down her spine as he gulped down large mouthfuls of liquor.
"Oh...slow down, slow down. Okay...okay...enough..." Driver Liu immediately urged.
Whether it was the effect of the alcohol or not, Rou Xuan's pretty face was already flushed, and her large, clear eyes were
watery .
"Looks like Teacher Liu has a good tolerance for alcohol!" Old Xu stared at Rou Xuan through his large, tinted glasses, casually
picking up a piece of food.
At this moment, Wang Peng had been marginalized, and everyone's focus was on Rou Xuan, so he simply buried his head in his drink and drank
most of it. Xu Feizhu then began to scrutinize Rou Xuan's body without any restraint. From her full breasts down to her waist, and finally
his gaze fell straight to the delicate, snow-white thighs exposed outside her skirt.
The fat pig's gaze was so intense, you could clearly see his throat bobbing up and down. Driven by a woman's inherent
reserve Rouxuan squeezed her legs together even tighter, her knees pressed tightly together, and pulled her skirt down forcefully.
The Abyss of the Beloved Wife (Part Three)
"Are you drooling over Sister Liu? Haha!" Driver Liu teased Xu Shao. For Wang Peng,
commenting on his wife like that in front of him was an insult, but he knew he had to
suppress it .
"Hehehe..." Xu Shao was a little flustered by his loss of composure, still worried that Wang Peng
wouldn't be able control himself and would beat him up like he had the day before. He looked up and foolishly scanned
the others.
Driver Liu saw that Old Man Xu had put down his chopsticks, took out a cigarette, and swiped it around, not forgetting Wang Peng. "Look,
Sister Liu hasn't eaten much, doesn't she care? Help her take off her apron, your Sister Liu will definitely be even
prettier!" "Ah!" Before Rouxuan could react, Xu Shao's large hands were already around her neck.
"I...I can do it myself!" Rouxuan's taut nerves were so tense.
The moment their hands touched, Xu Feizhu felt the coolness of her fingertips, and his leaning head could
smell the fragrance of her mature body, making his breathing a little rapid.
Rouxuan could already feel Xu Feizhu's hot breath in her ear, her slender arms still uneasily raised in the air,
at a loss. She glanced nervously at Wang Peng, only to see him already drunkenly picking up food...
Xu Feizhu clumsily found the drawstring, pulled it, and the top of the apron obediently folded down at the waist, revealing the fine chiffon fabric,
the rounded outline of the upper part of the bra vaguely visible, her breasts bulging under the restraint. Even through her clothes,
the shape of Rouxuan's full breasts excited Xu Feizhu immensely. Especially with Rouxuan's tense breathing and the constant
rise and fall , Xu Shao felt his body temperature rise. He longed to hold this shy woman tightly in his arms and squeeze
those breasts that tormented him with his chest.
Wang Peng lamented that this Moutai wasn't intoxicating enough; although he was dizzy, his mind was still clear. The
drooping apron he wore reminded him of the clothes his wife had been stripped of by the wild boar, filling him with sorrow. Why
wasn't he drunk yet?
Xu Feizhu's large, rough hands continued downwards, stroking for the knot at Rouxuan
's waist. Along her back, his fingertips could feel Rouxuan; the back strap of her bra
clung , as if binding her. His fingertips involuntarily felt the back
strap.
Rouxuan sensed his movements, feeling both ashamed and shocked in front of everyone. "Ah!" she cried out, jerking forward with alarm
, her body arching slightly within Xu Feizhu's embrace.
Xu Feizhu savored every change in Rouxuan's delicate face; her mature features held a shy unease, especially
her panicked expression, which fueled his desire to further violate her.
"Sister Liu, Rouxuan... I... I've missed you so much!" Feizhu suddenly leaned over, pressing Rouxuan's slender
body tightly against his chest, twisting his waist and rubbing his chest against hers. Even through her
clothes, he felt intense pleasure. The actions were so lewd and vulgar, followed by
shameless moans, "Oh... oh... so good..." "No, no..." Rouxuan was terrified by his
appearance , and with her body pressed so tightly, the sound came from deep within her throat as she frantically pushed him away.
"Good sister, I want you so much..." At this moment, Feizhu became frenzied, seemingly giving her no chance
to escape . While kissing Rouxuan's fair face, he forcefully pulled her back, pressing her against
his chest. His other hand began to roughly squeeze and knead her breasts; although her bra protected her delicate breasts, they were
still deformed under his short, thick fingers.
Rouxuan looked pleadingly at the others, but Old Xu remained expressionless, seemingly oblivious, flicking his cigarette ash… Wang Peng
was already slumped on the table, breathing heavily. However, Rouxuan didn't want her husband to see her being harassed.
With her left hand, which wasn't under Xu Feizhu's control, she forcefully pinched one of his fingers while looking at
Driver Liu.
"Ouch, ouch, ouch…" Xu Shao immediately grimaced in pain. The two were almost locked in a stalemate.
The Abyss of the Beloved Wife (Part 4)
Seeing that Old Man Xu remained unmoved, Driver Liu exhaled a long puff of smoke: "Teacher Liu, don't mind! Young Master Xu
likes you too much!" His gaze immediately turned stern again. "Since you didn't want to say so earlier, don't let Young Master Xu
get his hopes up for nothing ... Just say the word, and we'll leave immediately..." Driver Liu had already stood up.
"I..." Rou Xuan helplessly released Xu Feizhu's fingers.
"Clatter!" The crisp glass was overturned by Wang Peng, fueled by alcohol. "I'm not drinking anymore." She squinted,
tilted her head, and sat up straight, seemingly already drunk.
"Looks like you're kicking us out!" Driver Liu glanced at Wang Peng contemptuously.
"No, no..." Rou Xuan murmured shyly.
Seeing that Rou Xuan was no longer resisting, Xu Feizhu was no longer so rude. He crouched down, lewdly staring at her alluring
breasts, and felt his sun hat was in the way, so he quickly took it off. As if suffering from severe myopia, he brought his face close to hers, staring intently, while his hand
simultaneously covered Rouxuan's breasts, greedily grasping and kneading them, feeling their softness.
Seeing his son's lewd behavior, Old Man Xu saw contempt and disgust in Rouxuan's eyes. "Liu Rouxuan, eat
something " Old Man Xu said, seemingly concerned, but his tone was hard to resist.
Seeing that Old Man Xu had spoken, Fatty Xu sniffed, and although he had stopped groping her, his gaze simply
couldn't leave Rouxuan.
Rouxuan propped her elbows on the table, trying to appear calm, but she was still reluctantly
flipping through the dishes in front of her.
"You're all smart people. You must have thought this through before making these preparations..." Old Xu
said slowly, sipping his cigarette.
Rouxuan picked at the food, completely unwilling to put it in her mouth.
"We're all ordinary people, with greed, anger, and ignorance. Ordinary people are greedy too.
If there's anything valuable in the workplace, or even something worthless, we'll take it home to use as a stool..." Old Xu continued speaking slowly.
Fatty Xu had no interest in listening to the old man's rambling. His heart was entirely on the beauty beside him. His lust was aroused
, and one hand quietly reached out again, cupping her full breasts and gently lifting them as if to feel their weight.
Rouxuan no longer had the courage to resist. She maintained her chopsticks position, trying to appear calm, her body
slightly lowered, afraid that Wang Peng would suddenly see it.
"...Take as many work gloves as you can. Teachers are no exception;
they even bring back paperclips and pins, not to mention other office supplies." Old Xu curled his lip and put more
food on Rouxuan's plate.
Seeing that Rouxuan was no longer resisting, Fatty Xu used even more force, showing no mercy as he squeezed
her breasts deform and protrude, his mouth agape in a dazed smile, looking so satisfied.
Rouxuan closed her eyes in pain, her body trembled, and her brows furrowed.
"Anger: It is resentment, annoyance, or hatred arising from dissatisfaction. Love turning into hate
is everywhere; dissatisfaction makes one want to destroy it..." Old Xu's words remained calm.
Fatty Xu was no longer satisfied with the current state; he wanted to explore more. When he unbuttoned the first
button , his clumsy hands trembled. The second and third buttons were almost impatient, and finally, the vivid and fragrant
scene before him almost made his eyes bulge out of their sockets. Extraordinarily fair and tender, extraordinarily full, only half of it was covered,
and what was exposed made his mouth dry, as if he were seeing the snow-capped peaks of Mount Everest.
Even the driver, Liu, who had been attentively listening to Old Man Xu's instructions, turned his head.
Rouxuan's face was pale, her body stiff, the chopsticks she was picking at in the dish wouldn't move, and her hands
trembled.
Old Man Xu straightened up slightly, then leaned forward a little, still appearing composed despite his tinted glasses.
"My son has been obsessed with you these past few days, it's fate..." He paused, seemingly
unsure of what to say next. The room became unusually quiet.
Xu, the fat pig, breathed heavily, suppressing his impulse, forcefully and slowly ripped Rouxuan's clothes open completely, the fourth button on her
chiffon blouse falling to the floor with a "clatter, clatter, clatter."
"Ah..." Rouxuan let out a soft moan, unwilling to comply but unable to resist. Her stiff body tensed even more
, her gaze unfocused on the distance, allowing him to bully her.
Xu Feizhu's large hand ruthlessly shoveled into her bra, prying her full breasts
out . Her snow-white breasts, tender and soft, obediently pressed against the cups, her small nipples pink and upturned
.
"So beautiful... Teacher Liu is not only gentle and virtuous, but her body is also captivating..." Old Man Xu couldn't help but
praise , and the driver Liu beside him also let out a long sigh.
"Shall we go into the room?" Rouxuan obediently glanced at Xu Feizhu. Although his appearance
disgusted her, she didn't want to be played with like this in front of everyone, especially with Wang Peng in front of her. Although he was already drunk
, slumped on the table in an evasive manner.
Xu Feizhu just licked his lips lewdly, ignoring his large body, moved under the table, and squatted in front of her like a child
, his face pressed against her exposed thighs. Rouxuan tensed up even more, her hands tightly clenched. Her shy demeanor only added to
her mystery, making her incredibly alluring.
"Take Teacher Wang to her room to rest!" Old Man Xu said to Driver Liu.
Driver Liu, not wanting to interfere with Fatty Xu's good time, carried Wang Peng behind Old Man Xu.
"No..." Without a room, she would have to stay in the living room. Rouxuan pleaded with
Old Man Xu, who had already gotten up to make way, but the old man remained expressionless; his lewd and lecherous gaze couldn't be concealed.
Fatty Xu tried to push up her skirt with both hands, but it was held down. He looked up at Rouxuan's pretty face with longing,
like a lamb waiting to be suckled.
Rouxuan shook her head nervously, her eyes filled with pleading for this idiot. Her body obediently leaned
forward , and Fatty Xu "whooshed" pushed her skirt all the way up to her waist.
"Ah!" Rouxuan felt her face burning. Although she was still wearing her lace panties, her hands nervously
covered her most private area.
The Abyss of the Beloved Wife (Part 5)
Although Rouxuan had mentally prepared herself for all the unpleasant situations, Xu Pangzi's wolfish and predatory
appearance made her uneasy, even terrified. Especially with both Driver Liu and Director Xu present, this embarrassment
almost drove her to the brink of collapse.
She glanced shyly at Xu Pangzi, this lewd guy was staring straight at her crotch,
his eyes radiating a hungry and lustful light, as if he hadn't seen a woman in a long time. That kind of gaze made
Rouxuan feel uneasy. Although she covered herself with her hands, his gaze seemed to penetrate her, and she swallowed
hard .
"Sister, you are so beautiful..." Xu Pangzi was almost stunned. The lace panties smoothly wrapped around the woman
's hips, forming a narrow and full bulge between her fair legs. Rouxuan's slender hands could
not contain all her desires, and her shy appearance only made her more charmingly bashful.
"Don't look at me like that..." Rouxuan's voice sounded so soft and weak, "I'm embarrassed..."
After saying that, her delicate lips pursed helplessly again.
"Sister will satisfy me today, right?" The dim-witted Fatty Xu looked up at Rouxuan, his eyes
filled with a kind of piety towards a goddess. The moment their eyes met, he felt her shy and submissive demeanor, as if
he could feel her usual tenderness.
"I..." Rouxuan felt her heart was in turmoil, and her only option was to turn her head away. What annoyed her even more
was that Driver Liu seemed unwilling to miss a good show. He threw Wang Peng onto the bed and immediately came out. He
joined the viewing not far from her, as a spectator.
Fatty Xu took a breath and carefully grasped the two small hands covering her. The hands were soft to the touch and had
a cool, pure quality. He placed them on the armrest. The slender arms were obedient, completely submitting to his command
without the slightest resistance.
"Sister is so obedient..." As Fatty Xu spoke, his eyes were glued to
the woman's private parts. He had imagined Rouxuan's private parts countless times these past few days, each fantasy making his heart race
. Now, like a mystery revealed, her mons pubis was slightly raised, its curve so round and beautiful,
the light-colored underwear revealing glimpses of black—Rouxuan's pubic hair.
"..." Rouxuan turned her head, clearly hearing Driver Liu's heavy breathing; he was right beside her,
leaning against the wall behind her. Out of the corner of her eye, she could feel Fatty Xu's burning gaze, close to her shameful groin
, scrutinizing her like an examiner. She wondered if others felt
the same
Fatty Xu's large body twisted between Rouxuan's legs, the width between her knees making him
feel cramped.
He wanted to see more clearly—how disgusting!
Thinking of this, Rouxuan's face immediately burned. She carefully and cooperatively spread her legs.
However, the armrests of the chair reminded her that she had already spread them to their maximum width.
"Hehe..." Naturally, Fatty Xu could feel Rouxuan's gentle obedience, and his satisfied laughter was tinged with lewdness.
I...I...
Rouxuan felt so shameless, as if she were afraid of being discovered by her boss for not being a good employee, and she glanced at
Old Man Xu. Meanwhile, Director Xu was resting his chin on his hand, enjoying watching his silly son play with a woman, and that woman was
herself . He couldn't see the tinted glasses behind his eyes, but it was obvious that he had noticed her peeking at him. Old Man Xu
raised the corners of his mouth and gave a satisfied smile. Rouxuan felt so ashamed that she was about to faint.
"Sister...like this..." Fatty Xu said, lifting Rouxuan's knees with his large hands and hanging them
on the armrests.
"No...no...Young Master Xu! It's too embarrassing..." This position made Rouxuan feel that it was too lewd,
really too lewd, and she looked at Fatty Xu nervously, pleading repeatedly. Before she could react
, he had already hooked her up and pushed her upwards forcefully.
Wang Peng was drunk—he wanted to be drunk—but lying in bed, he couldn't help but squint and look outside,
especially when he saw his wife being treated like this by Fatty Xu. He felt both pain and hatred, and
tightened the blanket he had hastily covered himself with. It seemed like an unconscious movement in his sleep.
"I'll help you!" Driver Liu squeezed himself behind Rouxuan's chair, his tall body forcefully
pressing down on Rouxuan's thighs, and he even touched her legs, feeling how tender, smooth, and elastic her fair skin was.
"No...don't..." Rouxuan could hardly describe her shame. Her thighs were
pulled back by that damned Driver Liu, and her lower body seemed to be deliberately offered to the man, protruding outwards in a wanton manner. The pleading voice
came from deep in her throat, sounding hoarse, her two slender hands frantically placed to her mouth, and her large, watery
eyes were full of the helplessness of a young woman.
"Women in the yellow belt all do this..." Fatty Xu was very satisfied with Rouxuan's current appearance.
"..." Rouxuan seemed to only have the ability to shake her head slightly. She just wanted to tell them that she was different from
those women.
Fatty Xu carefully pressed his palm on that sexy mons pubis, slowly rubbing and savoring it, as if he could
hear the rustling of Rouxuan's pubic hair between his palm and her body. Soon, his strong thumb pressed down on
the woman's most tender spot, his thumb making intimate contact with Rouxuan's tender flesh only through the cotton cloth.
Just as Fatty Xu's thumb pressed down, Rouxuan's calves hanging in the air trembled sensitively, and the
sandals on her feet swayed pitifully. Rouxuan shook her head even more vigorously than before, it was a woman's
instinctive rejection of having her body so lewdly violated.
Driver Liu noticed this alertly, and the mature and steady Director Xu's Adam's apple moved. "Girl, hold on to yourself."
Driver Liu said, grabbing Rouxuan's hands and hooking his wrists around his knees. She pulled out a cigarette and tossed
it . "Director Xu, a cigarette!" I...I...How despicable! Rouxuan never imagined she would do such a thing.
Her hands spread her legs wide, welcoming someone to play with them at will. And the way Fatty Xu's thumb played with
her genitals had changed from pressing to a light, almost imperceptible brushing. Each slight touch
sent a shiver through her vagina.
"Sister's body is very sensitive..." Fatty Xu seemed to be announcing the results of a test. His eyes gleamed as
he stared at Rouxuan's face, as if to say: I'm playing with your vulva! It feels great.
Escape, only the avoidance of her gaze. Rouxuan reluctantly looked down at the ground. She didn't want to see the childlike, cunning eyes of this guy who was playing with
her private parts.
"And here..." Fatty Xu pushed his thumb upwards, pressing down at the very tip of her vulva.
"Hmph..." With a soft breath, Rouxuan felt a jolt as if she had been electrocuted, and her legs almost
slipped off his hands.
"For all women, this is the most intense stimulation! Isn't that right, sister!" The thumb, with barely any nails,
dug even more aggressively.
"Mmm..." Rouxuan turned her face completely to the side, trying to lean back against the chair to resist her body's reaction,
but the tingling sensation continued to spread.
"Sister likes it, doesn't she!" Seeing Rouxuan's reaction, Fatty Xu pulled the crotch of her panties to one side,
completely exposing her genitals.
"Ah!" A soft gasp escaped her lips, and her legs instinctively clenched together in shame. I'm going to die, this is too embarrassing...
"If you don't hook your legs, it'll be inconvenient for Young Master Xu to play with you..." Driver Liu said in Rouxuan's ear, his voice thick with the smell of cigarette smoke
.
"It's too shameful!" Rouxuan no longer had the courage to open her legs as brazenly as before.
"How is it, tender or not!" Driver Liu asked Fatty Xu without any restraint, his tone so excited.
"Come and see..." Fatty Xu, who was squatting on the ground, turned slightly to the side.
The driver, Liu, who had been standing behind her, had indeed moved to the front. Rouxuan turned her head to the side, but she could still see him
out of the corner of her eye. He was leaning over, propping his head up with his hand. His long, beautiful legs were only hanging on the armrest by his calves, his knees tensely pressed together
.
"Please! Young Master Xu... Xu..." Rouxuan was almost crying. She had originally wanted to call out "Director Xu"
but then she found that the old man had also turned the table around.
"Sister-in-law, you really have a beautiful figure there... Come on..." Driver Liu said, pushing one of her knees
outward .
"Let me see too!" Old Man Xu used his body to forcefully push the table back, causing the table and the bowls and chopsticks on it to vibrate
and make a disturbing noise.
Seeing the three men before her, Rouxuan seemed
less disgusted by those lecherous men who stared at pretty girls on the street, especially with the seemingly serious Director Xu in front of her. He took off his tinted glasses, moved closer, and his
bulging eyes looked like they were about to pop out.
Rouxuan didn't know why, but as the old man Xu approached little by little, she tried hard to overcome her intense
shame , her wrists hooking her legs, humbly and cooperatively opening her knees, but her unwillingness and disgust were still written on
her pretty face.
"So red and tender!" the old man Xu said, directly using his thumb and forefinger to spread the tender flesh apart. His cold and stern
demeanor was like that of a surgeon.
The moment the old man Xu touched her body, there was no tenderness whatsoever; he pried open the woman's private parts according to his needs
.
Rouxuan's heart felt like it had fallen into an ice cave, feeling like she was their plaything, just being inspected by them
, and she had to obediently cooperate in the way they wanted. And her tender vagina, exposed like this
, unconsciously tempted her to suck.
Rouxuan looked at Old Man Xu uneasily; he remained cold and expressionless. Her sensitive vagina could feel him
release , yet he pressed his index finger inside, submerging it between her tender flesh.
Faced with the intrusion of the foreign object, she felt angry resistance, her beautiful eyebrows curving in pain. Her accommodating
vagina, however, lasciviously and tenderly sucked on the old man's finger, the soft flesh tightening in shame.
The old man's finger stiffened inside, feeling the intense heat and tenderness, then he turned it, hooked it, and with the woman's
glistening love juice, withdrew satisfied. "Not bad! Teacher Liu is well-maintained!" Old Man Xu
said not expecting any response from Rouxuan. He then pinched her exposed breasts, his fingers tightening.
"Our Wang Peng is lucky!" Driver Liu exclaimed, his hand quickly reaching
between Rouxuan's legs, kneading them as her long legs trembled in panic.
"Not bad!" Old Man Xu finally looked at Rouxuan, smiling slightly with a leader's air.
Rouxuan didn't know how to reply, and mechanically gave a stiff smile. Especially thinking about her current
state, her heart bled. As a woman, Wang Peng's wife, she was shamelessly spreading her legs, exposing her private parts like
a harlot for others to play with. And then…

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