My friend got cheated on.

Yesterday was Saturday. After dinner at my mother-in-law's, I went to the supermarket to buy some food. While waiting in line to pay, I received a call from my best college classmate and confidant. He spoke slowly and in a low voice, saying he wanted to talk to me about something and suggested we go outside for a bit. Knowing his personality, I figured something was wrong, so I agreed. (Here's a brief explanation of our relationship: we were college roommates, three best friends, we'd been to prostitutes together, shared spoils, and studied together. We were inseparable.) I told my wife to go home first and drove to the **club.

I parked and saw him waiting for me at the entrance, smoking. Upstairs on the second floor, we found a booth in a corner. I asked him what was wrong, but he just looked at me, didn't say anything, and kept smoking. After a while, he looked at me again and said he'd discovered his wife was cheating on him. Normally, I wouldn't believe him when he said this, just taking it as a joke, but his expression at that moment told me it was serious.

My friend works in planning at a foreign company. Recently, he went on a project trip with his team to another city. He wasn't supposed to be back for several days, but he came back yesterday to pick up a letter of authorization. It was quite late when he finished, so he planned to go home for the night and then continue his trip today. When he got home, the door was locked from the inside. His wife wasn't home. He casually turned on his computer and saw that his wife's laptop, which she used at school, was still there. The status light was on, so he assumed she wasn't home and turned it off. But when he opened the lid, he saw her QQ avatar flashing in the status bar. Clicking on it, he saw something being sent to him, which he accepted. At this point, he stopped talking and started smoking again. I immediately realized that what he received was definitely something related to his wife. Damn, isn't this plot familiar and melodramatic?

By the way, I've known his wife since they started dating, so we're quite familiar. She works in the student union at a university. She's not particularly beautiful, but she's quite attractive and has a good figure.

Damn, to be honest, my legs were shaking with excitement. He just sat there, and I didn't know what to say. After a while, he took out his phone and put it in front of me. It was an iPhone 5. My hands were trembling as I took the phone and first looked for it in RushPlayer, but it was empty (okay, I was overthinking it). Then I went to the photos and found four pictures.

The scenes in the photos were in a hotel, a rather upscale one, with two women and two men, plus the person taking the photos, making a total of five people. None of them had their faces fully shown. One photo showed two women on all fours, being fucked from behind by two men; another showed two women each sucking on two men's penises, while the man taking the photos was fucking one of the women; the third showed one woman lying down, being fucked from behind by a man, while another woman was lying down, sucking on another man's penis, and the woman lying down was licking the nipples of the woman lying down; the fourth showed two women each having a penis on top of them, with fluid leaking from the condoms. And I also noticed that the men fucking the two women had been different people. I'd met his wife before; she wore a platinum necklace with a pendant, and had a black mole near her collarbone. She was one of the women in the group, but this was the first time I'd seen her.

I put my phone in front of him, smoking, and asked him what to do. He looked at me and asked what to do. I said I didn't know. Actually, I knew him; he still loved his wife very much, even though he often went with me to clubs and hotels to find prostitutes, to "exploit" respectable women, married women—men, you know, they all have that kind of thing, it's exciting, it gives them a sense of accomplishment. But when it comes to him, it's a different story. I didn't know what to say to him, so I just sat with him, drinking and smoking, and left very late. Before we parted, I asked if he was going home or something, and he said he'd go out of town that night, that he needed to think about it carefully.

When I got home, my wife was already asleep. After showering, I lay down next to her, looking at her face, thinking about what had just happened, my mind racing. I couldn't help but feel nervous… Sigh, this is the first time I've written so much; my writing isn't very good, please forgive me. But this is absolutely true. I can't bear it any longer, so I'm writing this to express my feelings and to ask for your opinions, fellow enthusiasts, on how to handle this.

[The End]

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