My Pregnant Wife's Diary

October 8th

, Honey, I had another prenatal checkup today.

Today, I wore that pink floral knee-length maternity dress you loved so much. My mom said it might make me catch a cold and that a longer dress would be better, but I thought I'd wear it a few more times before my figure changes too much, and send you lots of pictures so you can admire how beautiful your pregnant wife looks… Didn't you say I looked good in this dress when you were home, and that just a little wiggle in front of you was enough to make you incredibly hard, even pregnant women want that? Well, come home soon, I want you to rub my chubby little bottom to your heart's content, and even let you squeeze your penis between your legs, okay?

Sigh! In another month or so, I think this dress might not be big enough for our little baby, honey! But I think even if my belly gets bigger, you'll still like it, that's my confidence. I'm not bragging, but even though I'm pregnant, I have a head of brown curly hair, fair and supple skin, and a radiant, mature charm that has captivated countless husbands, fathers, and other men of all ages waiting in the gynecology examination room. Just this time, a young man was with his girlfriend. He was probably there for an abortion. When I saw him, our eyes met unexpectedly, and he was immediately mesmerized. He glanced at his girlfriend, then back at me, his eyes glued to me like an autofocus camera. As I approached him, I saw a hint of disappointment in his eyes. He seemed to be thinking: "If my girlfriend looked like me, I'd keep her even if she got pregnant multiple times!" Hehe… noticing his thoughts, I couldn't help but feel secretly pleased! But I was a little mischievous, and I actually gave him a sweet smile. That young man actually grinned, whether from laughter or something else, he just stood there dumbfounded, it cracked me up!

Anyway, honey, every time I go for a prenatal checkup, the men sitting next to me all have that urge to immediately shake off their women and leave with me; and the women, in their eyes, I'm a rival they both guard against and envy.

Honey, when you were pursuing me, didn't you say I looked a lot like that actress Tan Zhuo? I used to think so, but now I don't think so. Your wife is heavily pregnant now, plump and voluptuous, much better than her figure, and she doesn't have that unique charm and allure of a pregnant woman, right? You tell me, you tell me… But… but there are some things I'm insecure about!

You know what I mean!

Honey, you're not here with me! Honey, you're such a jerk! Your dear Qiqi is already 28 (by Chinese reckoning), practically a mature mother, five months pregnant, and you're going on a business trip abroad, leaving me and your dad in this old dorm without even an elevator. You won't even let me go back to my parents' house! What if there's an emergency? My parents have to fly to help, how can they possibly be of any use?

But... but I understand! As you said, your career is on the rise, and of course I want you to climb to a higher position in the company. I respect that. You're already gone, so I just hope you come back to be with me soon. That's why I email you every day when I have time; please remember to reply promptly!

October 12th

, Honey, today I want to talk about this old dorm. Although the community amenities are lacking, my father-in-law takes very good care of me. I have no worries about food or lodging, he doesn't do any housework, and he even washes my underwear! I didn't ask him to do that; he bought a folding washing machine specifically to wash my private underwear separately from other clothes. But don't just relax like that. You still have to come back on time to take care of your hot wife and the baby in her belly! Otherwise, if you miss these days, you can't make up for them. And... and let me tell you, there are quite a few ill-intentioned people around this neighborhood. A beautiful and refined pregnant woman like me, going in and out of this complex area, showing my face in public—don't rely entirely on your cowardly father to protect me!

Speaking of which, let me tell you, he's such a nuisance! Although he grew up in hard times, he's still a retired state-owned enterprise cadre with a monthly pension of over four thousand yuan, and he's somewhat respected in the neighborhood. But he won't buy any decent clothes. He's over sixty, but he dresses like a seventy-year-old! Recently, when I asked him to accompany me to the hospital for a checkup, people around us thought he was my grandfather!

You've seen him before, right? He always wears that old-fashioned white vest and worn-out gray trousers. He complains the trousers are too long, but instead of getting them altered, he just rolls them up and wears them out in public—so incredibly tacky! Besides, he's so traditional. He went through some relatives to introduce me to an old Chinese medicine doctor who would take my pulse and help with my pregnancy, and he even gave him a lot of money. But that old man wanted both money and sex. Every time he took my pulse and checked my uterus, he'd intentionally or unintentionally touch my thighs, his lecherous look just like the kind of old doctor you see in porn.

I've seen his crotch bulge more than once, so eager! This old lecher gets so hard! If I were your wife—I'm—a slut who'd open her legs to any man—I'd definitely have no idea that while he was waiting outside the doctor's office scrolling on his phone, his daughter-in-law was having sex with an old doctor inside!

Haha…did I just hit a nerve?

But I'm not making this up to scare you, honey. We often do role-playing together at home, and I've really gotten addicted.

And after you've trained and developed me for so long, I get so itchy if we don't do it every few days. These past few months of pregnancy have been so difficult for me to control myself. If you weren't home to stop me, I really couldn't have held on!

But you... but now... you've been abroad for over half a month, and without you at night, I toss and turn, unable to sleep soundly. As soon as I lie down in bed, I want you to hold me, kiss me, and fuck me. I even had erotic dreams, dreaming that an old doctor was pinning me down on a patient's bed and licking my whole body, and I was threatened to suck his penis. Of course, I couldn't refuse, and he forced it inside me. He didn't even use a condom, riding me, this beautiful pregnant woman, so vigorously! Finally, I couldn't stop him anymore, and he... *splash splash* The rest of the story is familiar to you: under his threat, I went to the clinic every day, letting him examine my body. Even when he aroused me, I couldn't immediately have sex with him; I had to lick his penis and suck his balls until he was satisfied. Only then would he use instruments and his hands to make me incredibly aroused, twisting and begging for his penis. Only then would the old lecherous doctor order me to ride on top of him, supporting myself, and swallow his penis into my vagina, making me actively seek his penetration. In the end, I even begged him to put it inside me! Hehe… Dreams are just dreams, but don't take it lightly. It's not the thief you should fear, but the one who has his eye on you. Let me tell you, after seeing my email, you should think carefully, finish your work, and hurry back to China. Otherwise… if during a future gynecological exam, I might accidentally arouse the old doctor's bestial instincts, and to protect the baby in my belly, I'd have no choice but to let him… indulge his lewd desires! Haha~ Anyway, you'd definitely be the one who suffers, hmph!

October 16th

, Honey, I went for another prenatal checkup today.

I'm a little angry with Dad today. Your dad's such a coward! Yes, that's what I'm going to say, but you have to listen to me before you comment, okay?

Today, after my prenatal checkup, I went to Dr. Zhou to have my pulse checked. He's the one I told you about last time. Today, he actually used the excuse of finding some blockage in my nipples during the pulse check and wanted to check it. At first, I didn't think anything of it, so I did as he asked and took off my bra so he could touch me through it. Who knew that as soon as he saw my big breasts, his eyes went wide, and his face was full of lewdness. It scared me! Maybe my figure is too pleasing to him. His hands were trembling when he reached out, but he didn't act all lewd. He held me up with his hairy hands and played with me as if weighing me, and he even asked me lewdly if I felt itchy anywhere when my husband wasn't around. He also asked if I had excessive vaginal discharge, which is a feeling that women experience when they crave sex during pregnancy. I knew he was testing me, so I said no! That old man kept making lewd jokes and then asked me if I'd seen the movie *A Chinese Odyssey Part Two: Cinderella*. I said no. He then said that pregnant women shouldn't suppress their libido and should follow the advice of the character Jiugong Zhenren in the movie—do whatever is convenient. Of course, I understood what he meant, and continued to give vague answers.

But I have to confess, honey, after he touched me like that and verbally teased me, I really did get aroused. I slowly became wet down there, and I started having thoughts of wanting a man. But of course, I couldn't let him take advantage of me, so I tried my best to keep a straight face. The old man saw that my expression wasn't right, so he quickly stopped and casually said that everything was normal before letting me leave.

I was so confused, honey, how did this old man know you weren't home? So I asked him tentatively, and it turned out that he had mentioned it to Dr. Zhou when he talked about my physical condition. He even mentioned that my dad hadn't been able to get information out of Dr. Zhou about the sticky fluid I'd had these past few days. He's so naive and silly! No wonder Dr. Zhou dared to tease and test me; he knew my husband wasn't home, so he figured I was lonely and had thick fluid secretions because my desires weren't being met. The old man connected the dots, his lust got the better of him, and he boldly tried to test me. Thankfully, your wife can resist temptation, otherwise today... haha... you might become one of those silly husbands in porn movies, your wife lonely and cheating on you with a gynecologist, giving you a huge green hat without you even realizing it. Your wife might have become familiar with the gynecologist after a couple of visits, and the adulterous couple would have gotten carried away. After that, your wife might have been going to the clinic every day to indulge in her lust, not only letting the old man play with her youthful body, but also enjoying unprotected sex!

Sigh! Let's get down to business! When I heard about it, I couldn't help but say I wouldn't come to this clinic for pulse diagnosis anymore. They asked why? I said that Dr. Zhou was a lecherous old man, I didn't like him. They pressed me for details. I didn't want to say too much, telling him to ask Dr. Zhou himself. But you can guess, honey, how could your dad dare to turn against someone like that? Of course, I didn't want things to develop that way either, but what really made me think your dad was spineless was what happened next.

After leaving the hospital, I hadn't walked far when three motorcycle taxi drivers with helmets surrounded me on the roadside. I walked ahead, with the drivers following behind. They surrounded me, eagerly asking where I was going. While they claimed to be soliciting passengers, their three pairs of lecherous eyes were fixed on my large breasts swaying under my clothes. Then, I stepped in front of them, saying, "We have a car, you don't need it!" Hearing this, the three drivers didn't leave. They followed us for seven or eight meters, blatantly ogling me. My dad, seeing this, didn't dare utter a single curse! It infuriated me! I was also a little scared because those three men were ugly, rude, and probably from humble backgrounds, maybe even criminals. I was really afraid they'd succumb to lust and beat me unconscious, dragging me into the nearby wilderness… Then you'd be wearing at least three green hats today!

Luckily, they didn't have the guts. But what really angered me was that I hadn't gone far when one of the three of them yelled, "Hey, look at that big-breasted slut, so fair and smooth, how come she's sleeping with an old man?" Another one jokingly chimed in, "It's none of your business if a pretty girl sleeps in the same bed with an old man! Don't look down on people, even an old bird can fuck a tender pussy and give birth to a baby, haha~ So what!" The third one immediately chuckled lewdly and said, "Look at what you're saying, how do you know if it was an old bird who conceived it?" The second one immediately replied, "

Of course it wasn't an old bird, it was me!" "You're jealous, huh... hahaha..." The first person to speak mocked him:

"What kind of skill does your rotten bird have for fucking? Look at you, holding your pee in the toilet for ages... I bet even if this pretty girl spread her legs wide open and showed you her pussy, your stinky thing wouldn't be able to get in!" Hey... being harassed like this by three motorcycle taxi drivers! If my husband were here, he'd punch them all to pieces. But your dad, he's not a man at all, just walking with his head down, as if he couldn't hear anything.

Tell me, tell me, am I angry? Isn't he the worst coward ever?

October 17th

, Honey, you replied so late yesterday! Did you miss me? I missed you so much, and I love how you treat me! I went shopping this morning and bought you a jacket while looking for clothes; it looks so cool! But when we got out of the mall, your dad's old Wuyang motorcycle wouldn't start. We waited for almost half an hour before a repairman came and said the V-belt was broken! Ugh, I always say that's how you save money; the motorcycle's maintenance is so inadequate, it breaks down at the crucial moment! Your dad told me to go home first, so I had to walk by myself. Standing for half an hour with such a big belly, my legs are weak and my back aches. I really wish you were here with me. I wish you could drive me around, and then, we could find a quiet little hill and have a little bumpy ride in the car. Hehe~ Honey, I confess, you've really spoiled me. These past few days without you, I've felt increasingly restless; even touching my clitoris at night isn't enough. Now, whether it's day or night, whenever I'm alone, I feel this urge. I often dream about those naughty role-playing games we did in bed. Today—today I couldn't control myself. I called a motorcycle taxi home, but during the ride, I actually… I actually got wet!

Here's what happened! There was a motorcycle taxi driver on the roadside. My father-in-law told me to take him, so I tried to negotiate the price. The driver wanted 20 yuan and wouldn't budge. Seeing my father-in-law talking to him for a while, I got impatient and went over. When the driver saw it was me and noticed my large breasts, he immediately agreed to lower the price. I'd been standing there for a long time and wanted to get home quickly, so I ignored his lustful look and hurriedly said goodbye. I got on the motorcycle taxi.

The driver, as expected, had ulterior motives. He deliberately braked frequently, causing my breasts to bump against his back.

After a few bumps, I knew what he was up to – he wanted to take advantage of me. But my nipples had been incredibly sensitive lately; each touch felt incredibly stimulating. I didn't feel like I was being groped; instead, I felt a kind of anticipation, a longing for the pleasure of the bumps and squeezing. Seeing that I wasn't resisting much, the driver repeated his trick, doing it seven or eight more times. I couldn't take it anymore! Honey, then I actually… actually told the driver to slow down, saying I was feeling dizzy and couldn't handle the speed. The driver was naturally disappointed, but he didn't expect what I would do next – I gave him a huge surprise. I… I reached out and put my hand on his waist, and… I leaned forward, and somehow my large breasts ended up pressed unintentionally against his back.

Honey, I'm so sorry, I did it involuntarily, my mind was completely muddled. My period was starting, getting stronger and stronger, and I was leaking. I knew I was going to lose control. But my thought was to stop the motorcycle taxi driver from braking recklessly, because the braking inertia would affect the baby in my belly!

Finally, we got home. When I got off, not only my lower body but also my chest was wet. The motorcycle taxi driver had been like that the whole way, his crotch bulging. He was probably horny; he forgot to ask for money when I got off.

Of course, I paid him. He reached for the money, but his eyes were fixed on my wet, revealing breasts. He probably thought I was a slut who had deliberately let him rub his breasts against me. He asked what building and apartment I lived in, saying he'd be my regular driver from now on, charging the cheapest price. I thought to myself, he really wanted to be inside me!

Haha~ Of course I know what he's thinking, but how could I tell him? If I did, he'd definitely think I was trying to seduce him, and he might actually come knocking on my door! But I was careless that day too. Knowing this man had designs on me, I didn't take a detour home. I wonder if he's been secretly following me. If he is, I'd better watch out, haha~ Honey, do you want me to make up a role-playing story about a beautiful woman being forced into a motorcycle taxi driver's house? Honey, you really need to come back soon! Otherwise, with your wife's allure, it won't just be this motorcycle taxi driver coming to your door. Aren't you worried? Humph!

Whew~ I'm finally home, all alone. The sun was so strong I was drenched in sweat! Especially my chest; my clothes were sticking so uncomfortable. Honey, in less than two weeks, those big mangoes you're so proud of have ripened so much, they've turned into green papayas. Riding the motorcycle taxi earlier was such a struggle! I had to let these huge breasts press against the driver's back, trying to lean in naturally while pretending not to notice—it was quite a challenge!

Honey, I have a lot to tell you today. Because, you see, I want you to see the crisis that's right in front of you.

Let me tell you about walking into the dormitory compound alone. Hmm, honey, this factory dormitory isn't great, but it's spacious. After all, it was allocated during the state-owned enterprise era. A two-bedroom, two-living room apartment, 90 square meters—a real, solid space, no shared areas. And it's quiet despite being in a busy area. The compound is surrounded by a sizable garden with a small fitness plaza and a pavilion—it's practically a public seniors' club in the old district.

Haha~ It's not that I'm being picky! This courtyard is mostly populated by elderly people, with few young ones. A group of old men often gather here; they're all retired from state-owned enterprises, unwilling or unable to move to the new district with their children—a bunch of "elderly shrewdness."

They're always coming and going, forming small groups of twos and threes, some playing bridge, some playing chess, some reading newspapers—it really is like a nursing home. But I'm talking about one group of old men. Whenever I appear in the courtyard, they all focus their attention on me. You know what I mean, honey? That kind of aged yet persistent gaze. Under that gaze, I feel really uncomfortable. Even though I'm still clothed, I feel the emptiness of being completely exposed. But I've gradually gotten used to it. At first, I would politely meet their eyes and smile. But now I try to avoid eye contact. Their lewd and obscene aura sent a chill down my spine. Walking past them felt like a lamb entering a pack of wolves.

But I couldn't help feeling uneasy. Lately, I've had a strange feeling. Every time these old men stare at me with lust, a strange sense of superiority wells up inside me. In this dormitory courtyard, I've become the most beautiful sight in their eyes. I'm the only woman here who can attract these old men and make them "energetic"!

Isn't it strange that I have this sense of superiority? Before you sent me here, you probably never imagined your wife would be so popular with these old men, right? Of course, let me remind you, Chloroplast, you were away on a business trip, weren't you? In South America, you must have had a feast for the eyes with your mixed-race beauties, their open behavior, and their hot samba dancing! But here in this dormitory, your beautiful pregnant wife, with her big breasts, plump hips, and fair skin, is being watched closely by a group of menacing old men. Honey, do you know? The first time I came here, I wore a short, strappy dress. The moment I arrived at the dormitory building, those old men in the courtyard immediately started jeering. They all gathered around me, asking all sorts of questions, surrounding me. Their lecherous eyes were fixed on my smooth, white breasts and plump, tender legs.

From that moment on, I felt a sense of pride in being needed by these old men. You know, I've never doubted my looks and figure's attractiveness to men. But being surrounded by a dozen or so old men, I was really flustered. I could almost breathe in their overflowing aura, and even smell a strong, mixed scent of heather! That was, of course, their secretions. It really made my pores open up, giving me a strange excitement I'd never felt before. I immediately imagined their wicked things, eager to get closer to me, greedily drooling. Honey, think about it. Just from the moment we met, they were already itching to get their hands on me, harboring those wicked thoughts of wanting to fuck me. Since we started living here, how many times has your wife been plotting and waiting for an opportunity to rape me? Hearing this, you must be scared, right?

I'm not trying to scare you, humph! What's worse, ever since I found out these old men were peeping at me and fantasizing, I've had a rebellious streak. The more I know they lust after my body, the more I want them to want to see but not be able to touch me. I want to see their hungry, lustful, and helpless expressions, scratching their heads in frustration, almost having a heart attack, haha~ But here's the strange thing: originally, I wanted them to want to see but not be able to, but slowly I seem to have a little heartache. When I wear low-cut, sleeveless short skirts, I've actually come up with some methods to deliberately expose myself, satisfying their desires for me. Yes, you'll say I have masochistic thoughts, right? I wouldn't call it that, I think it's more like Stockholm syndrome. Even though I'm being taken advantage of and bullied, I end up understanding and forgiving them, and I'm even less "considerate" of them! Sigh, that's it, honey. I think I'm making you think the wrong thing. You're not around, but I can't suppress these perverse role-playing pleasures on my own. These past few days, when I go out, I've deliberately worn more dresses. I've found that the feeling of repeatedly flirting with sexual assault under the watchful eyes of these old men is so exciting and enjoyable!

Honey, your wife is going bad! Can you still relax and focus on your career? But I'm afraid. I'm afraid that if you don't come back and pull me back from the brink of letting the wolf into the house, maybe while you're still on a business trip abroad, I'll have become a sex slave for a group of old men, their sperm-collecting pot in the garden every day! So, is it only when it's too late that you'll put down your work? Please reply to me, you bad husband, you big bad husband!

October 19th

, Honey, you're so mean! I told you so much the day before yesterday, and you just gave me a simple reply that everything was fine and told me not to overthink it. Is that all you wanted to say? You said you flew back and forth several times for business and social engagements. Fine, you socialized with me too, huh? Okay, I told you, you've been neglecting your wife. Those men who have their eyes on your wife's body, always thinking about getting pleasure inside her, have finally made their move.

You know that old security guard with the sour face downstairs, Uncle Liu? Do you know he's a notorious prostitute in this dormitory compound? He often sells sex to the older folks here, and I heard he even organizes group purchases and goes to the west of the city for "group hires"! As for your dad... I haven't found out he's into that yet. But your dad's tastes... I'm afraid you won't accept it if I tell you!

Don't worry, let's talk about Uncle Liu first. Last night, after a walk in the garden, I passed the duty room. Uncle Liu was sitting behind the reception desk. The moment I saw him, I realized his eyes were glued to me. Honey, do you think he has good eyesight? No, he spotted me from a mile away, staring at my thin, knee-length dress—it's all because of my huge breasts! They sway involuntarily as I walk, and Uncle Liu has been watching closely, completely absorbed. His left hand was on the reception desk, his right hand underneath, brazenly watching me masturbate! How did I know? This isn't the first time. I've seen his right arm trembling before. Humph! That old lecher's fantasies are all my fault for being careless. Once, I went downstairs for a walk and passed by the duty room. Suddenly, a gust of evening wind blew, blowing my short floral-trimmed skirt upside down. Just like that, my plump white bottom and my bright pink maternity thong were clearly visible to him. I knew it at the time, but the wind didn't stop and even stirred up dust on the ground. I had to cover my skirt and carefully move my legs to find a place to shelter from the wind. But the only place around was the duty room. Uncle Liu greeted me and invited me into the duty room. Although I was a little shy, I could only pretend that nothing was wrong and took a few steps into the duty room. But the duty room was only a few square meters in size. After putting in some tables and chairs, there was only enough room for two people to stand. Sure enough, the evening wind blew harder and harder and only subsided after several minutes. I was so embarrassed. Standing less than five centimeters away from Uncle Liu, I was too embarrassed to look at him. After all, my bottom had just been exposed in front of him!

From then on, Uncle Liu started having inappropriate thoughts about me, the pregnant woman, and made me the object of his sexual fantasies.

So, when I got closer, I found him secretly fighting again. The lewd look in his small eyes made me unsure whether to blame him, feel disgusted, or laugh. At the same time, I felt like I was connected to his brainwaves; I could almost see the lewd fantasies in his head! My husband, this old man, about the same age as me, was fantasizing about groping me, about pinning me to the floor of the duty room, and giving me a doggy-style fucking from behind! Thinking of this, I actually stopped in my tracks. Uncle Liu saw that I wasn't moving and was staring at him. He probably thought I had discovered something and immediately stopped what he was doing with his right hand. We just stared at each other, not knowing how to react. At that moment, all I could think about were the various lewd and assaulting scenes I experienced from Uncle Liu. Each image made me blush and my heart race, but I didn't know what to do. A thought crossed my mind: I wanted a man to hold me, to caress me with his hands. Maybe...maybe I should just go to the duty room and let Uncle Liu... Luckily, someone came up behind me and called my name. I snapped out of it, didn't dare look at Uncle Liu, and went upstairs.

But all the way up, I couldn't calm my desire to be loved, my husband! Back home, after closing the bedroom door, I could still feel my heart pounding. Husband, if I hadn't been there, in that possessed state, I might have actually gone into that duty room and volunteered to do that job for Uncle Liu! Haha~ Are you scared? I'm not kidding, Uncle Liu has been drooling over me for a long time. If I let him leave early, as soon as the duty room door closed, I might have given in and become Uncle Liu's temporary sex toy.

Anyway, to calm myself down, I took a shower first. I prepared a tub of warm water, soaked my clothes in it, and mmm~ it felt wonderful, but not as comfortable or enjoyable as when I was soaking with you. But soaking in that warm water, with the heat enveloping my lower body, I started having all sorts of wild thoughts again. But instead of Uncle Liu, I was thinking of... that Dr. Zhou who was taking advantage of me and trying to seduce your wife. I was about to close my eyes and rest, but I immediately felt myself lying on Dr. Zhou's examination bed, my legs spread apart on a stainless steel frame. That old man, Dr. Zhou, although wearing a mask, had those shifty, wicked eyes that were giving off a malicious glint in my eyes, especially towards my crotch. He already had lubricant in his hand, which he was applying to my vulva. He was going to examine my birth canal. But husband, actually, I never use lubricant during sex, whether it's old Dr. Zhou or those young male doctors at the gynecology hospital. As soon as their hands start examining and touching me, I quickly get aroused. My skin was automatically moistened, and as the speculum was slowly inserted, even though it was a normal procedure and the instrument was cold, it triggered a tremendous pleasure from within, making me drool uncontrollably. I haven't forgotten the time when Dr. Zhou discovered how honest my body was; his lustful urge to immediately replace the speculum with his own was palpable!

My dear husband, no wonder some people say pregnant women are more easily aroused and more sexually active. So many times, when the male doctor puts his head between my legs to examine me, I've recalled that Japanese adult film we watched together. In it, the young, fair-skinned pregnant woman was seduced by the male doctor during an examination and couldn't resist.

I especially remember that pregnant woman's hungry, seductive appearance, diligently sucking the male doctor's penis on the examination bed until he was satisfied, then twisting and turning to meet his desires. You were so naughty back then, deliberately finding that uncensored video for me to watch, making me watch a male doctor inside a pregnant woman's vagina until he pulled out, a close-up of a large gush of white fluid gushing out of the pregnant woman—good content indeed! And the woman was being filmed by a man other than her husband, and he even filmed her leaking fluids that didn't belong to her husband—such an outrageous expression!

Sigh! Honey, now look what's happened! Having been constantly exposed to this kind of thing by you, your wife now has a head full of naughty sexual fantasies whenever she's stimulated! Soaking in hot water makes me think of those scenarios, I have this urge to be forcibly raped, to be filled with something that doesn't belong to me, until I can't breathe!

Honey, it's all your fault for showing me those naughty porn videos! I don't care anymore~ If~ if next time I have a gynecological exam, and that male doctor does~ does what they do in the movies~ and while I'm getting excited, he suddenly~ inserts himself~ If~ if he does what they do in the movies~ ignoring my refusals and pleas~ and tries to ejaculate inside me~ I can only~ I can only ask~ ask him not to film me leaking from my vagina afterwards, haha~ Honey, just kidding, but I didn't make that up. You can't blame me~ If that really happens~ I~ I can't guarantee your wife~ can withstand deliberate teasing!

Honey, my good husband~ If you don't come back soon~ I~

okay, you can probably guess what I'm going to say. But don't ignore this. What I told you at the beginning is now the main point. Let me tell you, not long after I lay in the bathtub, he secretly peeked from outside? How did he peek? Of course, it wasn't as blatant as sneaking into the room. Our bathroom exhaust fan leads to the balcony, which connects to the living room balcony. It's not the first time he's been peeping at your wife showering by standing on tiptoe and peering over the wall. He's almost a grandfather, and he's still acting like this. Honey, you want perfection, leaving me and the baby for you to look after, and now you're living up to expectations, constantly secretly "watching" me! What about mine?! Don't get angry yet. I'm annoyed by this, but I don't mind too much. After all, he's my father-in-law! So let's leave that aside for now. First of all, I've been lonely for a long time, so it's normal for him to be interested. He's only interested in me because we're close by. And if your wife didn't have that figure and looks, those old guys downstairs wouldn't even give me a second glance. Honestly, don't men want me because I'm attractive and have charm? Hehe~ Okay, honey, you're such a filial son, you're always so dutiful. I've been inspired by your filial piety, and I want to be good to him too. So, when I was rinsing off the soap suds, I deliberately took a little longer, just so your dad could have a good look! Anyway, I'm just killing time, and it's his son who's going to suffer, haha~ No, honey, I didn't intentionally let him see my body, I was afraid he wouldn't be able to resist rushing in, haha~ By the way, honey, if~ if besides looking, you also want to do *that* with me~ hehe~ would you be willing? It's not that you've led me astray, it's just that I understand your thoughts. Aren't your sexual fantasies about your wife being taken advantage of by your friends and family? You rascal, I'll stop here, reply quickly! Otherwise, your big-breasted, plump, and pretty wife will get angry and really just let you see her to your heart's content, you know?

October 23rd,

honey, this time I'm really not joking, your wife~ your wife really got taken advantage of! And you're still going to let it go, aren't you? Reply to me quickly! This time, this time your wife really shouldn't try anything. [The End]

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