My husband is no good.

"Honey, I want it~" My whole body was burning, my eyes gazing at my husband Yang Hang with seductive allure. My lower abdomen felt hollow, yearning for something to fill me, to satisfy me. Even if a rapist were to ravage me without regard for my feelings, I would still thrust my two white, plump buttocks forward to meet him.
Yes, I wanted to be ravaged, to be brutally penetrated… But my husband only smiled apologetically, and no matter how hard I tried, even after my mouth had gone numb, there was still no improvement.
I'm 26 years old, 163cm tall, and my measurements of 81-62-91 are actually quite average. Fortunately, my features are rather cute, and my skin is among the fairest in the crowd. Half a year ago, I married my husband, a civil servant. For the first two weeks, my husband was quite good. Although he wasn't very big, he always satisfied me when I took the initiative, regardless of the degree of satisfaction. However, right after our honeymoon, he started acting like this…
I questioned whether he loved me, and whether he had done something like a bachelor party before marriage. Yang Hang told me he used to masturbate a lot and didn't know he was like this now. I felt helpless. Yang Hang is three years older than me and has taken good care of me in every way. After we got married, I basically just came home to a meal and didn't have to do any housework. I really couldn't bear to complain about him.
To be honest, I don't lack men. As a customer manager at the bank, I often have to accompany important clients to dinners and trips. Because I'm good-looking and know how to dress, many clients are willing to take me along, sometimes pretending to be their wife or even their mistress. To satisfy their pride and my sales targets, I cooperated. However, I rejected almost every client who made inappropriate advances, no matter how old they were. I thought, no matter how much they needed me, I would never rely on my body to make a living.
On Mondays, even though customer managers don't have to go to the bank every day, I still have to go back and summarize the accounts. President Zheng Ran always makes me report to him personally. Other account managers can report to the vice president, but I always have to report to him personally. I already knew the implication, but I couldn't say it out loud. I didn't dare offend him. Luckily, he pretended not to notice and didn't expose me.
Early that morning, I put on new black stockings, deliberately choosing the thinnest kind, with a pair of open-crotch lace panties underneath. My husband, Yang Hang, was still playing on his phone in bed and refused to get up. I deliberately turned my buttocks, covered by the transparent lace, towards him and said, "Today, President Zheng is asking me to go to his office to report on my work again. You know, he's the one who's always been interested in me. If you don't want me, I'll have to give myself to him."
Yang Hang suddenly got up and pinned me to the edge of the bed. "Who are you going to give yourself to? Tell me?!" "
I'm giving myself to President Zheng. Who told you not to want me? I'm dressed so sexily to seduce President Zheng." I didn't back down.
"You dare?!" Yang Hang seemed angry, but as he pinned me down, he slowly changed. I could clearly feel the heat and hardness of his penis on my thigh.
At this moment, I was shirtless, my breasts, neither too big nor too small, dangling in mid-air. Yang Hang roughly hoisted my silk-stockinged legs onto his shoulders.
"Ah~~Husband~~~So good~~~So comfortable~~" Yang Hang seemed unusually large today. It seemed that my deliberate stimulation of him had worked. I even felt a tingling sensation when he entered me, and I cried out without hiding my feelings.
"You slut, you're such a slut."
"I am a slut, husband, please, ravage me, don't worry about my feelings, do whatever you want~ Husband, husband~ Ah~~" I was just starting to feel satisfied...
"Slap! Slap! Slap~" Yang Hang suddenly thrust, but his penis seemed to shrink again for no reason. I was aroused by the friction, a feeling of almost reaching my climax, but always just a little short...
However, Yang Hang suddenly became like a robot without power, lying on my shoulder. I felt the hot semen flowing from my underwear onto my stockings. His penis was getting smaller and smaller, and gradually, I felt a void between my legs again. When
I arrived at Director Zheng's office, he was working on his computer screen. I was wearing the bank's purple uniform, and my stockings still had my husband's semen stains on them. Because it was morning and time was too rushed, I didn't even have time to change.
He beckoned me to sit down. "Xiao Jie, how's the performance this month?"
"President Zheng, this month, because several major clients aren't doing so well, I haven't been able to get many deposits."
"Oh? Is their business really bad? Xiao Jie, don't just believe everything you hear. You need to reflect on yourself and see if there's anything you haven't done well."
"Huh?"
President Zheng stood up, walked around the desk, and sat next to me. "Xiao Jie, you're young and the prettiest in our bank. You shouldn't only be able to attract this many clients. Your future should be much brighter. I'm telling you this because I value you. After this year, I'll be transferred to a branch. The branch manager position is for the vice branch manager, but what about the vice branch manager position? You should also try to get one."
President Zheng suddenly told me this, and I felt a little superior because I was being valued. I quickly said, "Thank you, Brother Zheng. I'll work hard from now on and live up to your expectations."
"Just working hard isn't enough, Xiao Jie." As he spoke, his hand touched my calf, slowly sliding up my thigh.
"Brother Zheng, stop." I tried to stop his hand with my hand.
"You've rejected me so many times, just let me have my way this once, okay? Xiao Jie."
"Brother Zheng, I'm leaving." I said seriously.
"Xiao Jie, I know you don't like me, and I accept that."
"Brother Zheng, I didn't mean it that way."
"Don't say that. Your Brother Zheng is ugly and fat, how could he be worthy of a beauty like you? I should have known better." Zheng Ran brought a cup of tea from his desk and said, "Have some tea to calm your nerves. I'll never do what I did today again. I'm sorry, Xiao Jie."
Women are so soft-hearted. Even though I knew he was wrong, I felt guilty because of a few words. I said, "I didn't mean it that way, really, Brother Zheng."
"I know." He said earnestly, "After I'm gone, you have to work hard. I know you don't want to do those dirty things with clients. If it really doesn't work out, I can transfer you back to do logistics."
I stared blankly at Zheng Ran, moved by his words.
"The tea is freshly brewed spring tea, have some. I'm sorry, Brother Zheng, for today."
"Okay, thank you, Brother Zheng." Although I don't like the bitterness of tea, I still took a big gulp because of Zheng Ran's words.
"Brother Zheng, I'll be going now." I smiled and stood up, about to leave the office, when Zheng Ran stood up first, saying, "Don't rush to stand up, don't fall.
" "How could this be..." At this moment, I suddenly felt dizzy, my limbs felt like they had been ripped out of their bones and turned into a pile of mud. Zheng Ran took a step and caught me, "This medicine really works, Xiao Jie, I will treat you well..."
I couldn't hear the rest of his words, and I fainted.
When I regained consciousness, I only felt waves of numbness in my lower body, something was entering me again and again. I opened my eyes, and it was Zheng Ran.
My shirt was torn to shreds, my black stockings were pulled down to my calves, and his penis was thrusting into my body without any mercy. However, my body was unusually hot, and my lower body was constantly flowing with lustful fluid.
"Ah~ Brother Zheng, no, please, please stop." I was still completely powerless and could only plead with him.
"You slut, coming to work in open-crotch underwear, so you've wanted this for a while now, haven't you? What a waste of all the aphrodisiac I used."
Looking at the open-crotch stockings I was still wearing that morning, which I hadn't had time to change out of, I didn't know how to refute them. Perhaps it was the effect of the drug, but humiliation and pleasure came at the same time. My breasts swayed with Zheng Ran's movements, and my pale thighs were raised high, still wearing half of the stockings. Each time he entered, some of my own juices came out, and my buttocks were soaked with my own juices.
"Brother Zheng..." I felt waves of pleasure, a pleasure I had never experienced with my husband.
"Little slut, you usually pretend so well." Zheng Ran thrust again and again, and I simply closed my eyes and refused to look at him, biting my lip and quietly enjoying the feeling of being penetrated.
"Turn around," he said.
I knew he was going to enter me from behind. From the office sofa, I obediently grabbed his hand, turned around, and presented my pale buttocks to him. It was too late to resist now, and besides, I had no strength left.
"You're fucking slutty!" Zheng Ran cursed, slapping my butt hard with his big right hand. "Ouch!" I cried out.
He ignored me. I turned around and saw his purplish-red penis, like a little dragon about to breathe fire, eagerly waiting for me.
To be honest, at this point I was already somewhat looking forward to his penetration. It was a purely sexual urge, not love. However, he rubbed my vaginal opening repeatedly but still refused to enter. By this time, my juices had soaked the sofa.
"Little slut, want it?"
I looked back at his thick, erect member, feeling the surging desire in my open-crotch lace panties, and said, "I want it, Brother Zheng, give it to me."
"Want what? Huh?" He teased me deliberately.
"You big bad guy, you got me this way and you're still torturing me."
"I won't give it to you if you don't tell me." He continued rubbing his penis against my wet vaginal opening, but refused to go any further. I was blinded by desire, trying to pull his penis in with my hands, but I couldn't budge it at all—it was several times bigger than my fingers.
"Brother Zheng, I want your big cock, give it to me, are you satisfied now? Please give it to me."
Before I could finish speaking, he thrust in, and a sudden wave of satisfaction filled my body, making me feel like I was flying to the clouds. "Brother Zheng is so good, Brother Zheng's big cock, I want it, ah~ so good~ don't be too hard~ don't stop~ bad guy~"
I was incoherent, willingly drowning in his repeated assaults.

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