[The Lustful Wife Arrives - A Long-Awaited Reunion with a Seductive Married Colleague...] (01-03) [Author: franksdand]

Author: franksdand
Word Count: 14786

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(1.)

In June, the head office suddenly issued a personnel order, assigning two people to support our Pingtung branch. Upon seeing the personnel
order, Frank noticed a name that seemed all too familiar...

The woman's name was Zhuang Jingyin, and the other man was her husband, A-Ping.

Of course, Zhuang Jingyin wasn't her real full name; it was just a
convenient .

A few years ago, Zhuang Jingyin had worked at the branch office and had a brief relationship with Frank for about two
or three months . Ah, what can you do when you get older? Memories from a few years ago are gradually becoming hazy and incomplete.
Frank can't even quite recall what happened back then...

But for Director Cao, it's a trivial matter, so he assigned their work to me—
I brought A-Ping in as a subordinate in my sales department, and I "
suggested fill the vacancy of deputy head of the factory affairs group.

It's not uncommon for older women to get married these days; but a few years ago,
when Frank learned that Zhuang Jingyin was getting married, I was still quite surprised.

After all, she had broken up with Frank, who was still a poor junior employee at the time, because she wanted to marry into a wealthy family.
She even transferred to the Fengshan branch and then the Kaohsiung headquarters. I originally thought she would
successfully snag a rich husband, but who knew... A-Ping, who went through so much trouble to marry him, is still a
junior employee earning less than 30,000 yuan a month.

However, it's rare for someone from head office to be "demoted" to a small branch office, so Frank
curiously used his connections to inquire with head office about the reason, only to get a rather interesting
piece ...

"Oh~ Hiss... Ah~", while Frank was thinking about Zhuang Jingyin,
the tingling sensation from the tip of his penis still made him lose his mind and shiver...

"Tsk tsk...", kneeling at my feet, Zoe looked up at me, sucking and
licking my penis with an unsatisfied expression, the smacking sounds of her saliva echoing unabashedly throughout the break room...
"

Making good use of time" is something every office worker should learn. For example, seizing a quiet moment when no one is around,
even in the cramped space of the break room, can be a wonderful experience to have sex with a woman from behind, and then
enjoy the beautiful sight of her using her small mouth, kneeling, to clean every drop of white semen off your penis
...

"Wow! Our Zoe... she's getting better and better at consuming semen!" "Hmm... thank you for
the compliment, Master... hmm... tsk tsk... ah... Master's semen... smells like disinfectant...
now, just smelling that scent... makes Zoe very excited!" "Oh, really?
There's some on your lips... here, wipe it off, tidy up, it's time to go, sweetie!" Seeing
a trace of semen on Zoe's lips, Frank found a tissue and wiped it off for her. Zoe then
skillfully smoothed out her skirt, put on her panties, and
skillfully squeezed her previously exposed D-cup breasts back under her sexy purple-and-black bra.

"Master... this time next year... I want to... give you a little girl, do you think...
that's okay?" Zoe, while touching up her makeup in front of the mirror in the break room, suddenly said
this to me.

"I have no reason to object. If your family doesn't mind... then let's work together!" "Okay!
Pfft! Heh..." Zoe, amused by my serious expression, turned her face away, finished touching up her makeup, poured
herself a cup of black tea, and then discreetly left the break room.

"Phew... Hah!" Frank, who had just finished tidying her clothes, took a deep breath in front of the mirror in the break room
and was startled by the woman's figure that suddenly appeared behind her in the mirror.

"It's you! Zhuang Jingyin!" After rolling his eyes in displeasure, Frank immediately recognized
the woman's figure. "Heh, you're scared? I didn't expect... I actually saw
you doing this in the break room! What a 'stud' leader!" "Ah! It seems... the rumors I heard... were
indeed true..." "Heh, what are you talking about?" It turned out that this woman had been hiding
behind a pile of clutter next to the break room, hidden by a curtain; and since she had come in before us,
and there was only one door to the break room, she seemed to
have watched this twenty or thirty-minute "live sex show" without wanting to "interrupt" us...

"Stop pretending! Wasn't that Ma Xihua just now? The spoiled
princess daughter ... Ah! And the other one in the rumors... isn't she a young beauty named Han Xizhen? Sigh... It seems that
while I was away from you these past few years, you've been enjoying a comfortable life of 'having multiple wives'!" "Heh,
I didn't expect everyone to be so gossipy, and your bad habit of inquiring about gossip hasn't changed either!"
After Frank gave a small verbal retort, Zhuang Jingyin handed Frank
a cup of hot coffee.

"Yes! Speaking of habits... coffee, two packets of sugar and one milk ball, this is your favorite flavor, right
?" "Mmm..." After taking the coffee and taking a sip, I couldn't help but
feel a little touched that she still remembered this...

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"What... exactly did we break up about?" After handing me the coffee, Zhuang Jingyin poured
herself a cup and asked me this question. Then, she walked out of the break room
alone, leaning against a window and looking out. For some reason, I followed her to
the window .

In June, the wind blowing in from outside had already quietly brought a heavy warmth; and because Frank was sweating
from , I couldn't help but regret that I should have gotten myself an iced coffee
.

"Huh? You forgot? Was it on purpose? Back then, you said you only wanted to marry into a wealthy family and become a rich wife.
After I couldn't even afford to buy you a 50,000 NTD bag, you broke up with me. Later, you were transferred to
the Fengshan branch and then the Kaohsiung headquarters. Back then, you were even bragging to me on the phone about how your current girlfriend, Ah Ping,
drives you to and from work in a BMW... How come... you're denying it now?" Recalling
the complaints from the past, Frank's words to the woman who was once his lover and is now someone else's wife
were filled with undisguised bitterness and sarcasm.

"Ha, yeah! I really don't want to think about it! Marrying him... I was really deceived!" "Hmm? How
so?" It turns out that the BMW that A-Ping drove back then was a used car he bought with a loan. Later, when he couldn't pay
the loan , he sold the car. As for the bags,
shoes, clothes, and travel expenses he bought for Zhuang Jingyin when he was trying to win her over, they all became credit card debt that A-Ping had to incur by swiping his credit card. Not to mention
the wedding that cost over a million and the diamond ring worth hundreds of thousands, which forced A-Ping's family to use up the insurance payout from his brother's
accidental death, and Zhuang Jingyin also sold the diamond ring, finally cleaning up
the mess that A-Ping's show of wealth had caused.

However, because of this, Zhuang Jingyin naturally didn't get a good look from A-Ping's family after she entered his house.
The constant bickering and arguing prevented her from having a few good days at A-Ping's house.

"So... that's why you had an affair and hooked up with Manager Zhu from head office? Tsk tsk... He's rich, that's true,
but he's already married and his appearance isn't exactly... This... You're really not picky,
are you?" "Shh... Keep your voice down! How did you find out about this? Did you ask someone to investigate me?" As soon as I finished speaking, seeing Zhuang Jingyin
's reaction of hurriedly trying to cover my mouth, it was clear that the phone call to "someone" at head office and
the information obtained were indeed worthwhile.

"Does it matter how they know? There are plenty of spies from Chairman Fang in the HR department at head office... You know
who I am! Connections! Isn't that how you use them?" I said this sincerely.
"Shh... then don't leak this out. Head office has covered it up. Even my husband, A-Ping,
doesn't know. He thought I voluntarily transferred back here, so he came back with me..." "Oh?
So... you were 'exiled' here to lay low, right?" "Yeah..." Then, when we saw
someone walk past the window from across the corridor, we were silent for a moment, then pretended to finish
our now-cold coffees.

"Back here, I don't have anyone I can rely on. My husband, A-Ping... you saw it yourself, he
can't protect me at all. How about this? You keep my secret and take care of me a little, and I... I'll
give you the treat you've always wanted..." After a few colleagues passed by the break room and left,
Zhuang Jingyin, who was speaking, put her coffee cup by the window, grabbed my hand, and then reached under her
skirt to her private parts...

"Your panties are wet... right? I just saw you fucking someone's penis and ass hard, and heard that
Ma X Hua's moans... ah... it all made me wet my panties! Who told me... I haven't had an orgasm
in so long! My A-Ping's skills with women... I still need
to learn from you, the senior team leader!" "Uh..." She pulled her hand back, the faint scent of her vaginal fluid on her fingertips was indeed
hard not to arouse.

"Hey, Xiao Li? Can I borrow your Jingyin for a bit? Um... about the factory inspection record from last time at the Neipu plant
, Director Cao has some issues. Do you want to come and have me write it yourself? No need? Okay! We're
upstairs the archives looking for information. Call me if you need anything..." Some say, "Power is the best aphrodisiac for men,"
perhaps that's true! But power is definitely one of the most useful tools for a man to win a woman's heart.

"Xiao Li? Ha! Even the head of my factory affairs team is your underling! With you as my backer...
I feel much more at ease!" After Zhuang Jingyin finished speaking, the two of us took the elevator upstairs to the archives. "

Oh

...so good...it feels so good! Faster, yes! Don't stop! Let me climax again
...oh...what Manager Zhu...what husband A-Ping...it's when I'm '
doing it's the best, the best, the best...ah...the best..." In the archives,
Zhuang Jingyin, disheveled and leaning against the neatly arranged iron rack of files, was shaking her C-cup breasts, which were exposed; the hem
of her suit skirt was lifted up to her waist by Frank from behind, and
a wrinkled pink lace panty was hanging on her ankle at the end of her right leg that I had lifted up...

"Is...is that so?" I smiled bitterly, while I couldn't stop my hips from moving, and
I actually felt a little embarrassed about doing this to my subordinate's wife.

"Mmm...kiss me..." Zhuang Jingyin turned her head, her tongue lolling out as she French-kissed the man—
it was incredibly hot, making one want to grab her two C-cup breasts and thrust harder and faster into
this wanton, hot wife's wet pussy...

"Oh...it feels so good...my pussy feels so good...ah...my semen...it's all flowing out!"
Because he still had work to do, Frank could only allow half
an hour .

Even so, Zhuang Jingyin must have been satisfied, right? Seeing her leaning against the metal frame, slowly slumping onto the floor of
the archives , her face showing a lingering, savoring look; and in the shadows beneath her crossed legs,
one could vaguely see the semen slowly flowing from her vagina…

Seeing Zhuang Jingyin biting her finger, revealing a look of pleasure, it seemed her
extramarital had indeed spurred her sexual appetite and made her accepting of immoral relationships
limitless.

Then, in early July, as the weather gradually warmed up, Frank and Zhuang Jingyin's private relationship
became even more intense; but looking at the completely unaware A-Ping, still going to work with a bewildered expression, even I,
his "bitch brother" boss, felt a deep pang of pity for him.

"A-Ping! Let me ask you, you and Jingyin have been married for so long, how come you haven't had any children? You two… are… having…"
"Are you taking contraception?" I asked, flipping open the factory affairs folder that had been delivered to my desk sometime ago
. Besides the documents the factory affairs team needed to process, there was a note Zhuang Jingyin had left for me.

"Heh, Brother ○, why would I be taking contraception? Since my brother passed away, I'm the only
son My parents are eager to have a grandson! Sigh… I guess Jingyin and I… aren't
destined to be parents yet?" "Oh? Is that so?" I couldn't help but twitch my lips after reading the note
.

"Thank you for the new bag, it must be very expensive! But I really like it! Today, how do you want
to eat me up? My little darling, waiting to be eaten…" Heh! I couldn't help but glance at her husband, A-Ping, before
casually writing my reply on the note.

"Hey, Ah-Ping, take your wife's folder back to her for me; oh, and also, take
a report to the finance department at the Kaohsiung headquarters later, they need it urgently... Yes, make sure it's delivered before the end of the workday..."
"Yes, Brother ○, no problem, but... is overtime pay and gas money included...?" "Yeah, it is,
gas money can be reimbursed, don't worry!" Watching Ah-Ping, so focused on work, hand the folder
back , I noticed Zhuang Jing-yin, sitting far away from me, still giving me
a displeased look that seemed to say, "Are you looking for trouble?"

"After work, at your husband Ah-Ping's seat, I want to fuck his wife's pussy, and ejaculate
inside her uterus three times..." While I was still thinking about my reply on the note, my phone
received Zhuang Jing-yin's simple text message reply.

"OK," ha, that's a concise and powerful answer! "

Phew

...so tired..." Frank, panting as he rested, hadn't even bothered
to eat after work. Once everyone had scattered from the office, Frank and Zhuang Jingyin began their
lover's mating games.

Unprotected sex without condoms, no birth control pills—Zhuang Jingyin, this
immoral wife who completely disregarded her husband A-Ping's only legal right to mate, was
practically the same kind of submissive as Crystal, whom Mark had raised.

And Crystal was already pregnant. So, what about Zhuang Jingyin?

"Here, take this photo of you and your husband A-Ping... Yes, smile! Good!"
After sweating profusely and having sex with Zhuang Jingyin three times, it was already past 7:50. As a memento, I picked up my phone and
took a few photos of Zhuang Jingyin, who was half-lying on her husband A-Ping's desk, looking exhausted and disheveled.

Her hair, which had been tied up, was now loose on her shoulders, her face was still flushed from the orgasm, and
her body was covered in sweat. The most conspicuous thing was her pair of snow-white C-cup breasts, which I had gripped tightly with my hands and left some red "claw marks
. "

"Ha! That feels so good! Honey... But I'm so tired... I can't even get up!
You bad husband!" On A-Ping's desk sat a framed
photo of him and Zhuang Jingyin from a previous outing. They were a smiling couple in the picture; but compared to the current state
of the cheating wife, holding the framed photo and calling me "husband," the affectionate moments in the photo seemed particularly ironic...

"Tsk... How shameless! A-Ping's wife! How could she forget who her husband is?"
I said, as I found a large pack of toilet paper in A-Ping's drawer, ready to
clean up after us.

"Ugh! You talk about me like that... It's because you're so good at making me orgasm repeatedly, and you bought me
everything I wanted. At work, you can cover me... Compared to that useless, weak man, A-Ping...
a man like you... is the only one qualified to be my husband, right? ○○ husband..." she said with a smile, while
still horny, she scooped some semen from her vagina. As if to show her approval, she stretched out her finger and
smeared a blurry image of my semen on A-Ping's face in the photo...

"Come on! Husband! A-Ping just had sex with me. After leaving Kaohsiung, he's going to go back to his hometown. He
probably won't be home until after nine o'clock!" "So...?" After wiping away
most of the sweat from his body with a stack of tissues, Frank, who was already feeling tired, found his penis getting
hard .

"Honey, come here!" After placing the framed photo of the couple on her stomach, Zhuang Jingyin hooked her hands around
her knees lifted them up, revealing her legs spread wide in an M-shape, a sight that was incredibly seductive to men. Her pubic hair was
tangled with sweat, and inside her vagina, three ejaculations from men who had just ejaculated inside were flowing out.
Combined with the half-open vaginal opening, it seemed to suggest that any man, the mistress of this vagina, was in
the perfect state of arousal, ready to be fucked at any moment.

"So...?" I asked, "Come on! In front of A-Ping's idiotic face covered in your semen, teach him
... how to make... his wife... um... pregnant... um... give birth to a child..." Before she could finish
speaking , Frank had already pressed down on her naked body, and at the same time, in the ensuing French kiss, his stomach
pressed against the frame of their couple's photo; then, after slightly adjusting his hip position, his penis was
once again inserted into Zhuang Jingyin's vagina...

I thought, this married woman's vagina will no longer belong to her husband A-Ping, will it? Seeing
the woman he once liked, who had degenerated into this lewd appearance before him, Frank's heart at that moment was filled with
indescribable mixed feelings.

"Alright! Since you, as my wife, have invited me so sincerely, I'll let you have a baby for me,
and then have your husband, A-Ping, help raise it! As a boss... there's no reason not to take care of your subordinate's family, right? Ha!"
With that, Frank resumed his French kiss with Zhuang Jingyin, and began to thrust his hips and sway his waist,
pumping vigorously into the married woman's vagina...

However, a woman who only submits to power in reality and is willing to be kept by money and material possessions can hardly
be said to have any loyalty to men or emotional relationships; simply put, Zhuang Jingyin, this name, probably
doesn't even qualify her to be trained as a man's loyal submissive.

Even so, he tried to use his not-so-great power and limited money to try and keep Zhuang...
While I was working with Jingyin, a married woman, I overheard Apple on the phone one day saying she was pregnant again
…

This was her third child, and she had always longed to give me a son…

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(2.)

In mid-July, after Typhoon Nepartak passed, Frank took his family of M-slave babies
to visit Mark's villa, also taking a short 4-day, 3-night vacation; after only
a , I actually felt a sense of "absence makes the heart grow fonder"—the feeling of being apart for a few days actually made us
even more "inseparable".

Haha! "Inseparable" is
a strange but there's no better word to describe how passionately we
were getting along in the director's office that day...

Director Cao was on leave, and Frank, acting as his substitute, was reviewing
some —of course, this was with his permission first; Frank didn't have the guts to overstep his bounds.
Meanwhile, Zhuang Jingyin, the deputy head of the factory affairs group, wasn't doing her job in the office. Instead, she was kneeling at my feet , using both her hands and mouth to clean the remaining semen from Frank's penis, just like what she saw Zoe doing in
her previous blog post . "I said... um... ah... starting tomorrow, I'll send your husband, A-Ping, on a three-day business trip to Taipei. That should be alright, right?" "Mmm... oh..." Seeing Zhuang Jingyin under the table looking up at me, diligently sucking and stroking Frank's semi-erect penis with both hands and mouth, she seemed more like a tea girl going to work, desperately trying to wake it up from its erect state of ten minutes ago. For a penis that had just ejaculated, this feeling was a little uncomfortable, but thinking of her husband, A-Ping, still working diligently in the office outside , Frank's feelings became somewhat complicated. "Not going to talk? Is my cock really that delicious? You little slut... Ah... Your husband is busy right outside the door, and you... are busy eating another man's cock. It's so adorable... You slutty married woman..." Frank said, mischievously holding his cock and slapping Zhuang Jingyin's cheeks . All he could see was her mouth open, her tongue sticking out, and her head shaking as she chased after the cock's movements like a slut. As Frank teased her while holding his penis, he looked down and took a closer look. While Zhuang Jingyin wasn't exactly a stunning beauty capable of captivating at first glance , her face and features were quite delicate. Her newly permed, reddish-brown hair and a distinct black mole below her mouth added to her mature, feminine charm. Not to mention her well-proportioned figure, which looked far younger than her thirties, making Frank's encounters with her even more sensual and exciting. It's no wonder that A-Ping was so infatuated with Zhuang Jingyin back then, going so far as to go into debt just to get a marriage certificate with her. After all, even Frank had a relationship with her in the past. "Mmm...delicious, do you like hearing me say that? Team Leader...mmm~ the smell ...it actually tastes...a little fragrant! Team Leader...no wonder even Miss Ma Hua and that pretty girl Han Zhen are secretly fighting with me for...the love of this penis!" " Heh, what are you saying? Never mind...get up!" After patting Zhuang Jingyin's head and handing her some tissues , Frank gestured for her to get up and tidy herself up, as her clothes were disheveled after the intense activity; after all, she had been there for over 30 minutes, and it was time . "Hey! Ping! Buy me 20 drinks... um, it's on me! There's a Tea House and a Fresh Delight near downstairs... yeah, umm..." After dialing Ping's extension and casually moving him out of the office , Zhuang Jingyin, who had just finished tidying her clothes and appearance, pursed her lips provocatively, then licked them ... Watching her completely ignore her husband Ping's presence, I couldn't help but wonder why Zhuang Jingyin had chosen to marry Ping in the first place. Compared to "Jiba Xuan's" vengeful attitude towards her husband's infidelity, which led her to become a cheating wife immersed in the world of SM training games, the question of why Zhuang Jingyin, also a wife, would act so unfaithfully is something that piques Frank's curiosity... ------------------------------------------------------ The next day, after work, I treated Zhuang Jingyin to a casual meal at Jiba Xuan's hot pot restaurant. "Is it okay? That must be... your mother-in-law calling. Don't answer, okay?" "It's fine, it's alright ! That old woman always does this, I'm too lazy to bother with her..." It wasn't even six o'clock yet, and we had only been seated in the restaurant for a short time when Zhuang Jingyin's phone rang five or six times. From our previous conversations with Zhuang Jingyin about her unpleasant life at Aping's house, it was clear that this mother-in-law who kept calling her seemed to be one of the objects of Zhuang Jingyin's particular resentment. "Oh, so it's her? Hmm... Hello, you two, this lady is really beautiful! Her boyfriend must be very proud, right?" Suddenly, I saw the proprietress, Chiba Xuan, actually appear in the store and personally bring the menu to greet us. "..." "Hehe, don't mind me talking nonsense, come, let me introduce you ... Today's special menu is the Energizing Vegetable Hot Pot..." But Chiba Xuan, as expected of an experienced businesswoman, changed the subject in a flash, and before Zhuang Jingyin was even confused, she had already started doing business with us in a serious manner. "She... is that 'Resource Recycling Bin'? Ah? Tsk tsk... Not bad figure and face, it's a bit of a pity that she's with our master husband!" "Hey! Is that what you mean?" "Haha! Just kidding... Don't be angry..." During the meal, Frank pretended to go to the counter to ask something, and also say hello to Chiba Xuan, but she took the opportunity to tease him a little. Actually, during that vacation at Mark's villa, I had already mentioned the villa to the other M-slave darlings.

While I didn't go into every detail about her, I did show them
some photos and videos of her on my phone. Their reactions weren't particularly jealous or possessive; instead, they were curious
whether I wanted to enslave her, and how long it would take to win her over.

As for the nickname "recycling bin," it's probably
related to her liking for men to provide for her financially and materially.

For example, at that dinner, I brought her a paper bag full of things, and of course
, she wasn't too disappointed by it.

"Here you go, this is your reward for your good behavior these past few days! 100ml of Chanel No. 5 Eau de Toilette, one bottle
is probably worth about 4,000! And this... SK-II Facial Treatment Essence 330ml Classic Set, a 3-pack,
after the online discount, it'll easily sell for at least 7,000! Do you like it? You lovable little slut, such a
wanton wife, here, there's more inside..." "Wow! Really? All these things... are for me? Ha!
This bag... must be worth at least 20,000, right?" Seeing Zhuang Jingyin's
overjoyed reaction , even if she discovered the "truth" about where these gifts came from, she would probably still obediently become her "
resource recycling bin," right? It turns out that this bag of things was one of the lavish gifts given

by someone pursuing Sister Hui from the Frank family. Out of politeness, Sister Hui, who had no interest in the man, accepted the gift, but had no intention of opening or using it. So she generously donated it, and it all became free bait for Frank to feed Zhuang Jingyin's vanity. "Recycling Bin" was the nickname given to her by Sister Ke. Over the past few days, Frank had been collecting expensive items from his wealthier submissives, which they occasionally discarded or didn't need, to "feed" Zhuang Jingyin. Compared to the monotony of money, it seemed to be more in line with her appetite for bait, further solidifying the nickname "Recycling Bin". For Frank, rather than throwing these things away or selling them for cash, giving them to Zhuang Jingyin seemed like making the most of them and being economical. "But, you know, there's no such thing as a free lunch..." After she happily accepted the paper bag , Frank's tone changed, revealing the greed in his heart. "Do you want more good things, or do you want your work to go smoothly, or even have the opportunity to be promoted? Besides doing your job properly, of course, the rest... depends on how much more you can let me play with you..." In the past, Frank only disliked the busy and monotonous work of his position, but now, after discovering another way to use the power that this position brought, Frank felt a sense of gratitude for the work. "Of course I know... I'm not a little girl anymore, I'm a... boss... or... um~ good~ husband~ okay... I won't let you down, heh, let's eat first! Ah~ the proprietress's recommendation is good , this energizing vegetable hot pot... looks delicious! Huh? Your beef energy pot... why isn't it on the menu?" Hearing Zhuang Jingyin's reply and her coquettish wash over him. The beef energy pot wasn't originally a dish at this restaurant; it was a private dish prepared by the proprietress, Jiba Xuan, and Frank , a personal nourishing meal she prepared for him. Then, in the evening, I drove Zhuang Jingyin home to her and her husband Aping's house... ---------------------------------------------------- (3.) After having a satisfying meal at Jiba Xuan's hot pot restaurant, Zhuang Jingyin, carrying the generous gift I had given her in a paper bag, smiled and hooked her arm around mine as we walked back to the car. Starting today, Aping went to Taipei for a three-day business trip. Because he drove to Zuoying High Speed Rail Station, Zhuang Jingyin, who had to ride a motorcycle to work, left her motorcycle under the arcade below the business office. Tonight, she took my car back to her and her husband Aping's house. Before going to her house, we went for a stroll in the back mountain park of town. After all, she didn't want to go home so early, and Frank felt bad refusing her request. After walking around the park, I called home to let them know that I probably wouldn't be going home tonight. We walked back to the car, feeling a bit sweaty . Even so, after driving for about 15 minutes and arriving at the old community near FuX Road in the neighboring township, we had to park the car in an open space by the roadside. After getting out, we deliberately kept a distance walked one after the other for almost 10 minutes before finally stopping . We stared at each other for a moment, dumbfounded, in a narrow alley only wide enough for one car. It must have been past nine o'clock at night, right? This dark, unlit little building was actually… Zhuang Jingyin and A-Ping's home? "This is where I live now!" Without a word, Zhuang Jingyin spoke "Really? I've seen the photos you posted on Facebook... Aping's house... that house... wasn't it pretty nice?" The two-story house, neither old nor new, was blocked from the light by taller buildings, and even at night it seemed a bit dark. The house in front of me was indeed far from . "Right? That's why I said I was fooled!" "Oh? How so?" " The ... that detached house in the photo, I don't know what happened, it was actually his uncle's house! After they got married, A-Ping suddenly told me that the house was sold, and that's how they moved to where they are now... But actually, once I was chatting with a neighbor lady who didn't know me, and she told me the truth that A-Ping's family had always lived here, and that's when I found out that the original detached house belonged to his uncle; and they thought I didn't know about this..." After hearing her words, one can probably imagine how A-Ping colluded with his family to put on a show of owning a luxurious mansion for Zhuang Jingyin; no wonder she was so disappointed.

She had so many complaints and grievances about the home she had imagined.

But those complaints weren't the reason Frank came here.

After confirming that the alley was deserted and there were no nosy neighbors watching,
Zhuang Jingyin unlocked the door and let Frank in first.

But upon entering, a thick,
strange odor, ; coupled with the dim lighting and poor ventilation in the unlit house,
she couldn't help but feel a sense of unease, as if she were in some long-abandoned, haunted house.

"What's wrong?" "Nothing!" Frank snapped out of her daze, and the lights in the house came on.
Then, she noticed some movement on the other side of the first floor. "Honey,
you don't need to take off your shoes. Just come upstairs and wait for me! Yes, the first room upstairs, the door isn't locked. Remember
not on the lights. Just wait for me in the room..." "Oh! Got it..."
Frank, still unsure why she had followed Zhuang Jingyin home, listened to her instructions and tiptoed up the stairs first
. In just a few seconds, standing outside the upstairs door, I heard Zhuang Jingyin
and A-Ping's mother—or rather, her mother-in-law—arguing loudly for some unknown reason
.

Finally, A-Ping's father—Zhuang Jingyin's father-in-law—came out to smooth things over, and this drama between
the two women was finally brought to a hasty end. "Who lost? Who won?" I asked

Zhuang Jingyin as she entered the room on the second floor and turned on the light, sitting on the bed waiting for her. "Heh, what did you say?" "Play dumb. That argument we just had... wasn't it over?" " Heh, between a mother-in-law and daughter-in-law... what's the point of winning or losing? But that old woman was targeting me! Saying that since her son wasn't home , I, as her daughter -in-law, forgot to come back and cook for them, that I wanted to starve them to death? What kind of daughter-in-law am I?" Recalling the argument downstairs, her voice rose as she got more emotional. Hearing our voices echoing in the room, Frank looked at the computer, opened a folder on the desktop, and started playing a long string of South Korean songs. "It's okay, I just played some music to help you relax and also to drown out our voices... Or do you want to turn on the TV?" I looked around; the couple's bedroom wasn't big, and to turn on the TV, we had to sit on their double bed. "Oh, look, I forgot about that. You're so observant!" "Really? Will those two old folks... come up? Will I be safe staying here... all night?" "Hmm..." After thinking for a moment while sitting on the edge of the bed, she took a small jar and left the room. When she returned, I had already turned on the TV, and the jar in her hand only contained a few thumbtacks that hadn't been thrown away yet. "Those two old folks downstairs, only the old lady comes up here often! But I just scattered some thumbtacks on the stairs. If she dares to come up and bother us today... humph? Let the thumbtacks greet her stinky feet first. It should... hurt quite a bit, right?" When a woman gets ruthless, she can definitely make a man break out in a cold sweat. This statement is not an exaggeration when applied to her. "Ha, you win, but... that's not the point, is it? You said you were going to play it really hard, and then you took me home... what does that mean?" I asked. She pushed me onto the bed and, lying on my chest , continued, "Need I say more? Those two old folks down there... they're still alive, breathing. And I'm taking you... to their son's room, to have you accompany their wife to give birth... to their son to raise. You tell me... darling, this green hat I'm putting on their son... isn't that going too far enough?" As she spoke, she skillfully pulled down my pants with one hand, while her other hand, through the thin , gently teased the man's penis beneath. Meanwhile, I casually reached for a few credit card bills on the bed, glanced at the contents, and it seemed to be Mr. Ping's personal credit card debt. "These orders... have nothing to do with me! Honey, he said... he's buying those 'dead man figurines,' that's called men's romance! I, as a woman, don't understand!" She then glanced at him with an annoyed look . He'd noticed the glass cabinet he'd seen upon entering the room, which was neatly arranged with a bunch of movie hero hotties. How did Frank know? Because he also had one of the Iron Man hotties in the cabinet—bought online, it cost six thousand three hundred, not something you can buy cheaply. "Oh? Is that so!" "Yeah! There's a bunch of boxes under the bed, full of One Piece, Warcraft stuff and stuff... Tch... After we got married, he said he didn't have money to buy me new clothes, a new bag, or new shoes, but he spent his own money like this..." "Ha! Don't be angry... Tonight ... let's not mention him again..." I said, giving her a long kiss; after a brief exchange of saliva , she finally smiled contentedly; then, to the background music of South Korean pop songs, we took a bath together in the bathroom. Frank naturally understands men's romance; it's the heroic dream hidden in a man's heart—if he can't be a hero, collecting heroes will do, right? Women's romance is the tangible love a man shows them—roses, gourmet food, and diamonds... Frank understands this too; but what conflict or contradiction could there be between these seemingly unrelated things? I think the only point of contention is... money. A banknote can only buy the romance that one banknote can create, right? To have romance for both men and women, you need to amass more money to make your dreams come true! And after satisfying Zhuang Jingyin's desire for romance, Frank became her new partner in creating pink, heart-shaped bubbles. Even though her phone rang several times during the trip —calls from her husband, A-Ping, who was on a business trip in Taipei—it didn't affect her determination to have sex with another man that night . "Husband...darling...oh~ you're going in so deep...ahhh...the old lady downstairs...did you see ? Your son's wife's pussy...is being penetrated...ahhh...and...about to be penetrated by another man..."

"I'm being fucked... ahh... fucked... broken~ oh..." Although she tried to lower
the volume of her voice, her moans were still enough to drive any man wild with pleasure!

So, as usual, Frank gently nibbled at the sensitive spot on the back of her left neck, while
one hand roughly and wildly squeezed her breasts as if about to burst them, and the other hand gently and alternately scratched the sensitive spots on the inside of her
thighs ; Zhuang Jingyin, whose heart was itching, responded by grabbing the sheet with one hand
and holding the man's penis and testicles that were being inserted into her vagina from behind with the other, her mouth full of
lewd moans that she would never normally say...

"□◎○※㊣..." On the floor under the bed, her cell phone was lying, and it was
ringing with a certain song; and the screen showed her husband A-Ping's number and profile picture...

Sorry, A-Ping, tonight, Zhuang Jingyin's husband has temporarily changed, it's not you, it's me...

That night, we didn't wash up and go to sleep until after eleven o'clock, and I ejaculated twice.

The first time, it was the "Guanyin sitting on a lotus" position, where the woman was on top and the man was on the bottom, and she ejaculated.

The second time, it was the ordinary missionary position, only with the addition of French kissing and her two
pink ...

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The next morning, before leaving A-Ping's house for work, we still enjoyed some marital bliss; I can only say that
her passionate performance in front of A-Ping's ancestral tablets was particularly impressive, with her vigorously twisting her waist and swaying her hips to suck out
every last drop of semen left in Frank's seminal vesicles.

The following day, which was the third day of her husband A-Ping's business trip to Taipei, Zhuang Jingyin seemed to have temporarily missed work at
the sales office.

Around nine o'clock, when Frank was about to take the elevator to the fifth-floor conference room to inspect
the quantity of wooden tables, iron chairs, etc. stored inside,
Xiao Li .

"Where are you going, Xiao Li?" "Third floor, the archives. And you, Brother ○?" "Fifth floor, the conference room.
What's wrong?" "Oh? Is that so? Sigh... It's nothing. My Zhuang Jingyin hasn't come again, you know?
She suddenly sent a text this morning saying she caught a bad cold and won't be coming to work..." "Hmm... So
..." "It's nothing... What's wrong with this elevator? Haha! I'm just talking to myself! Brother ○,
times have really changed! These days, it's not easy for people to even come to work properly!" As Xiao Li complained about Zhuang Jingyin's
absence, the elevator came down. We got on, Xiao Li went to the third floor, and I
went to the fifth-floor conference room.

Counting the tables and chairs was something even a primary school student could do, so Frank
finished it . After writing down the count that he could hand over to Director Cao, I went to
the sound control room behind the podium in the conference room.

The sound control room, which should normally be empty, was now
unlocked . The reason was related to Frank…

“Hmm… Are you alright? Or… can’t hold on any longer and want to rest?” Frank said sarcastically, looking at
the naked .

The woman before me, completely naked, had long, curly, reddish-brown hair and a striking
black mole on her chin. Although her face was flushed and contorted, this
woman in her thirties, whose hands were firmly bound to the iron bars of a shelf in the sound control room with red plastic rope, was still clearly recognizable as
Frank's married colleague, and had a respectable name: Zhuang Jingyin…

Of course, she wasn't being secretly isolated by the sales department because she was sick; but her vulva and anus were sealed with black
duct tape, and thankfully, a
long, vibrating vibrator was fixed deep inside each of her two orifices, while nipple clamps were attached to her nipples… After an
hour this ordeal, this woman, with her lace panties in her mouth, should have no reason to maintain
the dignity and shame of a normal woman.

Not to mention, I also increased the vibration speed of the oval vibrator that was tightly sealed to her clitoris to the fastest
speed in one go; the intense stimulation from several sensitive parts of her body was probably
pushing her brain to the brink of collapse at any moment.

"No, no, don't rest... I... husband... cock... I want your cock... hurry...
hurry and fuck me to death... please... husband..." As soon as I removed the lace
panties

in her mouth, I immediately heard her lewd moans coming out of her hazy eyes. "Is that so? Begging me like this... isn't enough! You little slut..." I said, unzipping my pants
and pulling out my semi-erect cock.

"I know... you little slut... I know... you can make me kneel down... beg...
as long as your cock... my cock... is willing to go in..." And seeing my cock,
stimulated, she continued to say other provocative lewd moans without any shame.

And I, holding the phone I had just used to send her the text message asking for leave, wanted to capture
the spectacular process of how this lewd and wanton woman transformed into the next state.

"You little slut, you're something else, just hearing you talk like that... my dick is hard!" I replied
to her, "Oh... dick... such a beautiful dick... husband... this little slut is ready... just
waiting for you... waiting for you to fuck me... please... please... fuck me until I'm pregnant before you stop... hehehe
..." Suddenly, Zhuang Jingyin, who was babbling incoherently, laughed. After the incomprehensible laughter, I
saw her whole body begin to convulse in an orgasmic reaction.

Today, Zhuang Jingyin took a day off, not being Ah Ping's wife, nor the deputy head of the factory affairs group in the sales department;
and her only job was to stay in this sound control room, letting her fully aroused female body become
a fertile ground for Frank to sow the seeds of life.

Of course, being driven by profit, she didn't forget to demand her share beforehand.

Her desire—a pair of designer high heels that once cost 12,000 yuan—was sitting in a
paper .

These shoes were actually off-season items cleared out of stock at a friend's boutique, and later became...
The shoes, a generous gift to Sister Chen, unexpectedly became a prized possession for Zhuang Jingyin.

Do you
know Zhuang Jingyin…

A pair of shoes that cost 0 yuan to make, worth more than a yuan, yet enough to buy everything belonging to
the name …

Then, starting from the end of July recently, I privately began calling her by her new name…

“Brother ○ is really amazing, how did you hook this woman called ‘Little Bitch’?”
During a casual chat at work, when I saw a
“partial” photo on his phone of Frank’s penis penetrating someone’s vagina, the silly Ah Ping excitedly asked about
the woman in the photo, “Little Bitch”…

“That ‘Little Bitch’ who plays hardball…” Looking at Zhuang Jingyin in the factory work group seat across from me, who looked up at me in response , I saw an expression on her face that conveyed both shame and anger
, as if to say, “Are you looking for death?” "I'll let you in on a secret... I'm planning to get her pregnant with my child!" "Wow! That's amazing! Brother ○, but... doesn't her husband know?" Seeing that Ah Ping hadn't noticed his wife's unusual behavior and was still carefree and oblivious, Frank was momentarily at a loss for words. And his wife, Zhuang Jingyin, was actually the "little bastard" in the story...

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