Having a cuckolded wife leads to many troubles.

I opened my eyes and the sun was already high in the sky.

Jing wasn't in bed, but the clothes she'd taken off yesterday were still there.

Where was she?

There was only a large damp stain on the bed, patches of dried semen, and a lot of it had fallen off—
clearly, this couldn't have been done all at once.

I was very thirsty; the water in the bedside glass was empty, so I had to go get some.

I gulped down a large glass in a few gulps, and while I was at it, I checked the bathroom—Jing wasn't there.

I checked on my side , and thankfully

, she was there!

Jing was lying face down, sticking up high, a small blanket rolled up and placed under her crotch, posing as if
she were ready to be served.

I wondered when Qiang and Lao Ma had left; I really admired them! They had so much energy.

I grabbed my phone to take a couple of photos as a memento.

There was an unread message from Qiang, sent at 8 a.m. this morning. I

'm outta here, bro. The shop owner I saw yesterday messaged me to arrange a meeting with Lao Ma
. Thanks for your warm hospitality last night, and Lao Ma and I are completely out of steam; we'll have to try again another day. Old Ma left a bottle of medicine in the drawer
. You can try it; it works very well. The task of feeding your sister-in-law is now yours.

I looked in the drawer and sure enough, there was a bottle of medicine. There was no name or description, and I didn't know if there were any
side effects . I'll ask her later.

Jing was sleeping very soundly. She must have been in this position for a long time without moving at all!

From behind, it was red and swollen, all stuck together. The residual mixture had a strong smell. It was
a bit pungent and irritating.

I imagined Brother Qiang and Old Ma penetrating Jing from behind. I straightened my already erect penis and gently
pushed it in.

It was still moist inside, and I didn't feel any tightness, but the thick flesh of her vulva still provided
good .

I sped up a bit, but then I heard Jing murmur.

"No more... be gentle...

you naughty wife, you didn't say that yesterday. Your husband will use his little thing to heal your wounds."

After enjoying the pleasure again, I helped Jing adjust her sleeping position and went straight to the company. The task was coming down, so I needed to
prepare in advance to avoid being caught off guard and being looked down upon by my superiors.

Time flies when you're focused, and night falls.

Shanghai's nights are bright, with colorful lights adorning the city's prosperity. The arrival of night
seems the beginning of a new day; pedestrians throng the streets, like red blood cells supplying the city with
nutrients.

Ring ring… it's Jing calling.

"Honey, where are you?" Jing is sobbing slightly. "

What's wrong? My adorable wife.

Please come home, okay?"

"Okay, I'm coming home!"

The house is still the same; Jing hasn't cleaned.

I go into the side bedroom; Jing is lying on the bed,

looking a little dazed. She's staring blankly at me. "

What's wrong, baby?"

"Honey, I can't get any strength in my legs."

I look closely; my knee is a little swollen and red. "

Did you fall, silly?"

"Yeah, I don't know why, but when I try to get out of bed, my legs just won't obey me.

" I rub the swelling on her knee and say, "Maybe you used up all your strength last night!"

"Honey, was I too harsh last night?" Jing asks cautiously.

"Yes, that's really too much, absolutely too much!" I replied, pretending to be angry.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, honey! I was wrong," Jing apologized, leaning in to hug me.

She'd completely forgotten she had a husband.

"Honey, please forgive me! I don't know what happened to me yesterday, I was just so itchy, I couldn't stop it.

" "Looks like Brother Qiang and the others gave Jing some kind of drug yesterday!" I immediately understood.

"Thirty is like a wolf, forty is like a tiger." "Wife, you've become sexy." "

But I'm not even 30 yet!" Jing said pitifully.

Looking at Jing's adorable face, I couldn't help but push her down onto the bed and kiss her red lips deeply.

"Honey, I like you being sexy, the sexier you are, the more I like it." "

Honey, I don't want to become sexy.

I don't know who complained about my small size yesterday, sigh! I probably won't be able to satisfy my
darling without finding a few, wife, don't leave me and run away.

" "You rascal, I won't run away! Even if I become bad, you can't abandon me, you hear me?

The worse my wife is, the more my husband loves her!"

"Honey, what if I also become sexy?"

My lovely wife, tell me what's wrong with you?

I told you and you wouldn't laugh at me.

I promise I won't laugh at my beautiful wife.

...

Honey, I've noticed that now when I see men, I can't help but wonder how big they are,
what it would feel like if they were inside me, and then, just thinking about it makes me wet.

Am I doomed, honey?

No, this is sexual awakening. This kind of thing can't just be thought about by men, right? I
seriously tried to convince Jing. In the past, in matriarchal societies, which woman didn't have several husbands? So
it's normal to think about this.

It seems so, honey!

...

...

Honey, I'm hungry!

Life continues peacefully.

Work is going well, and love is fulfilling.

It's just that Jing, who has resigned, is a bit bored at home lately! She's been wanting to find another job. Now that I
don't have the pressure of supporting my family, I hope Jing can be well-fed and indulge in her lustful desires, satisfying my spiritual decadent pursuits.

At night, after returning home and having dinner, Jing and I, as usual, lay in bed watching videos downloaded online.
Lately , I've been showing Xiaojing a lot of movies, including some featuring foreign hunks, just to cultivate her
taste. Old Ma has come a few more times; his shop is in its final stages of renovation, while Qiang Ge has returned to Hangzhou

for his own business . Every time Old Ma comes, he takes us to try something new; after all, he has far more experience than my wife and I. Cuckoldry is a whirlpool; the initial flirtation is exciting, but once you get into its rhythm, you're bound to sink deeper and deeper. That's how it is for me, and for Jing too. Every day when we get home, Jing tries different things on me. We've even used the poses we learned in yoga class. After a busy day, I get home late, and there's a pair of leather shoes at the door—Old Ma's. I recognize them.

The food on the table had gone cold, and the room was filled with the sounds of pounding and Jing's moans. It seemed the
food was still warm.

I opened the door, and Jing was lying face down on the wedding photo on the bedside table, while Lao Ma was roughly pleasuring my
little wife from behind with his enormous penis.

"Xiao Dong's back!

" "Yeah, Brother Ma, you've worked hard."

"Husband…husband…come and kiss me." I was stuck, unable to move.

I stripped off my clothes and went over, cupping Jing's pretty face in my hands and giving her a deep kiss. Jing's hands, hanging down, gripped my penis tightly
, making me feel her current stimulation.

"Slut, your pussy feels so good, it's a real waste not to sell yourself."

"No, you guys are enough." "Ah…

hoohoo…Xiao Dong, take your wife to a brothel, I guarantee the clients will be scrambling to fuck her." "

Then Brother Ma will have to introduce some clients, my wife loves it, as long as she's fucked well, she
doesn't care if she gets paid." "

I'll call some clients, okay, slut!" After Lao Ma finished speaking, he thrust in hard twice more,
and trembled violently, extremely enjoying it.

"Honey, you're so hard down there! Do you get excited just hearing about fucking me?" "

You're not, you've even splattered it all over my feet, you slut!

Do you want to see me kill a hundred men or a thousand?" Jing teased my senses, gripping my hand
even tighter. "

I want to see you kill ten thousand men, I want to see my slutty wife being used by different men every day, like
a public toilet, any man can pull out and ejaculate inside.

" "Mmm...mmm..." These words excited Lao Ma, who thrust into Jing with all his might.

"Mmm...ah...ah...!" Jing trembled all over as she came, splattering on my feet again.

Lao Ma, at the same time, lost his composure and emptied his savings.

Jing collapsed on the bed, her face flushed, her eyes languid! "

Honey, get in the car quickly," Jing said, spreading her legs wide.

I quickly inserted myself into Jing's wet, slippery cave, enjoying the pleasure.

"Is it hot inside?" Jing asked.

"Mmm, it's warm." "

Do you like it?" "

I like it very much."

"Honey, pull your legs back a little, I'm going to close the door." She closed her legs, her lower body tightly clamped.

"Does it feel good?"

"Mmm..."

These little incidents happened every few days.

Jing now gets aroused at the mere mention of prostitution, eagerly anticipating it.

I took the opportunity to talk about her experience in Hangzhou, only to find out it was just a setup by Brother Qiang,
not the real thing.

Another month passed in the blink of an eye, and the weather was gradually turning cooler.

It had been a long time since Lao Ma left, and aside from sending a few messages, he had been incredibly busy. Obtaining

the karaoke bar's permits was troublesome, especially the safety and fire prevention aspects. After some proactive revisions and with my help from
acquaintances, it was finally resolved.

When it opened, Lao Ma invited Jing and me. The location was decent, not too flashy, but the signboard and dim lighting
gave it an unsavory feel. Besides the receptionists, there was another group of alluring
staff backstage, usually there to accompany customers for drinks and singing. If you paid enough or had a good time, you know what I mean.

To thank me for my help, Lao Ma treated us to dinner.

At the dinner table, Lao Ma's mood had lightened considerably. He'd been under a lot of pressure recently, but thankfully the outcome was
good .

"Come on, let's toast my brother. We owe you a lot this time." "

It's nothing, you're my older brother. This is nothing." "

I invested a lot of my life savings, and if I messed this up, I'd almost be finished. I'll remember this favor." "

Brother, you're too kind. I haven't even thanked you for taking care of my wife yet!"

Jing playfully punched me, a little shy. "

I'll need to take care of you a lot in the future, brother. My kidneys are starting to feel the strain."

"Take care, brother. There's no such thing as a field that's been over-cultivated, only an ox that's died from exhaustion. You've been working hard to repair your wife's field all by
yourself .

" "I'll arrange something for you, sister-in-law, what do you think?"

"You guys just bully me. I can't be bothered with you."

After a few rounds of drinks, Lao Ma took me and Xiao Jing to a nicely furnished apartment he'd rented nearby.

It wasn't far from the karaoke bar, a bit secluded. The room wasn't very big, but it had everything you needed.
The rent must have been quite high.

Jing, lying in bed, was already completely soaked, and Old Ma, having put down his load, was also very enthusiastic.

A muscular man with a beautiful wife resulted in a night of passionate lovemaking, with cries and screams mingling together
. One was exhausted, the other passed out from pleasure.

When I woke up, Old Ma was still on top of Jing, but they were both fast asleep and had forgotten to pull
out.

The next day, Old Ma left the key and left.

Jing and I carefully looked around the room; the closets were filled with almost every kind of sex toy, and the drawers were overflowing
. Lingerie of all colors was displayed in abundance.

This was Jing's first time using a sex toy.

It was already evening when we left, and I had to help Jing home.

That day, I finally understood the power of technology. Of course, so did Jing.

[The End]

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