【I Love My Adulterous Wife Ya Wen】(32) (The End) Author: Harassing Stocking Beauties

Author: Harassing Stocking Beauties
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32. The Wedding Night Pranks (The End)

This person was none other than Chen Lian's fat husband. I angrily asked him what he was doing here. He said
the front desk received a call from the guest in room 202, asking him to deliver shower gel.

I didn't believe him at all and was about to get angry. His walkie-talkie rang, and the front desk lady's voice came through:
"Manager Cui, I remembered the room number wrong. It's room 201, not room 202." As I was
thinking about what kind of trick this was, the door to room 201 opened, and the girl complained to the manager:
"I called for ages, why did it take so long to arrive?"

Manager Cui hurriedly handed her a small bottle of liquid. At this moment, I looked closely at the small plastic bottle.
There was no label, and I couldn't tell if it was the same bottle of date rape drug from last time.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, the manager said that he was short-staffed recently and had to do it himself, then made excuses about having too much to do and
hurriedly left. Watching his retreating figure, I still felt a lingering doubt.

The next morning, the vice president came to Ya-wen's room. I was also in the room, awkwardly standing to the side (I hadn't told my colleagues
at the training course that we were a couple). The vice president seemed quite excited, saying to us, "Last night
, when I was reporting to General Manager Ren, I found out you two were a couple."

I smiled awkwardly, while Ya-wen, wearing her pajamas, stood to the side, her face flushed.

The vice president continued, "General Manager Ren pays close attention to you two and knows about your previous games. He especially praised your
game last night as very exciting." At this point, Ya-wen's face turned even redder.

I deliberately asked, "Oh?" to see what the vice president would say next.

"The president wants you to go directly to headquarters after the training. Xiao Wang, you'll be the president's assistant. Ya-wen, you
'll be the company's public relations manager. Your annual salary will both be in the millions!"

I couldn't describe the feeling in my heart, but seeing Ya-wen's blushing face and smiling face,
she seemed .

Two days later, we flew together to Shenzhen. On the plane, Ya-wen sat in seat 21a by the window, and
I sat in seat 21b. The vice president and the lecturer were seated in 22a and 22b. Just as the cabin doors were about to close,
two more . I looked up and saw it was the couple from room 201; they were in 20a and 20b. The man
was sitting by the aisle, and he glanced back at Ya-wen as he sat down, but the woman didn't seem to notice us.

During the flight, the man in front of us frequently glanced back at Ya-wen's stockinged legs. My mischievous side kicked
in , and I gestured for Ya-wen to put her stockinged feet on the armrest between the two seats in front of her, hoping to seduce the pervert. But Ya-wen
probably didn't like the couple in front of her. Although she reclined her seat and half-reclined,
pretending casually step on her stockinged feet, every time the man in front of her tried to touch
her feet by sliding his hand on the armrest, Ya-wen would pull her feet back. I found it
hilarious to see the man's anxious yet embarrassed expression in front of his girlfriend.

After waiting for a while, the girl finally came out of the restroom. When I saw the boy shamelessly glancing back at
Ya-wen 's silk-stockinged feet, my cuckoldry finally kicked in. I seized the opportunity, grabbed Ya-wen's leg, and without a word,
stretched it forward, placing her entire silk-stockinged foot on the armrest between the seats in front of us. The boy in front was initially
surprised , turning to look at us (pretending to be asleep). After a few seconds, he took off his coat, pretending to drape it over the armrest
(covering Ya-wen's silk-stockinged foot), then leaned to the side and boldly slipped one hand inside his coat to caress Ya-wen's silk-stockinged foot.
Ya-wen didn't react, letting him caress her.

Three or four minutes later, the girl returned, and Ya-wen naturally pulled her silk-stockinged foot back. The boy reluctantly
gave it a few last, forceful strokes before sitting back down.

That night, we stayed in the company apartment. The next morning, Ya-wen and I excitedly went to the president's
office . Ya-wen was still dressed in her business attire: a white shirt, a black skirt, flesh-colored stockings, and black high heels. (It was my first
time meeting the CEO, so I didn't dare to be too over-the-top, and my skirt only reached 10 centimeters above my knee.)

Although CEO Ren was over 50, he was very energetic, with bright, piercing eyes. Before speaking, he stared at Ya Wen up and down for
two minutes, his eyes finally settling on her high heels. He slowly said, "Xiao Wang, Ya Wen, when you were in
Beijing , someone reported to me that you were very outstanding, rare talents. Later in Harbin,
after observing you, I found you even more outstanding, perfectly meeting my requirements. So this time I'm transferring you to headquarters,
hoping you will continue your efforts and complete all the tasks I assign you."

Ya Wen hurriedly said, "CEO Ren, we will definitely do it!"

"Hmm, I believe you!" CEO Ren still slowly said, "As for the compensation, the base salary is one million. The year-end bonus will be
even greater."

I thought happily: My wife has given so much, and finally, she's getting her reward. I said, "Thank you, Mr.
Ren!"

Mr. Ren continued, "You've just arrived in Shenzhen. Go to the finance office later to collect your resettlement allowance of 500,000 yuan each. The apartments
are currently only 80 square meters. If you think it's too small, you'll have a chance to change at the end of the year. If you have any other difficulties, just ask Vice President Gao
. I've already spoken to him." I nodded hurriedly.

"Ya Wen, there's something very important for you." As the president was speaking, a
young man . I looked closely and realized it was the boy from room 201.

He walked straight to the president and said, "Dad, I'm here." I was stunned. He was the president's son!

The president said to the boy, "Gua Gua, these are Dad's newly appointed president's assistant and public relations manager."

The boy also looked at us with surprise and said, "Dad, are these the new assistants you mentioned last night?"

The president said, "Yes! You know them?" Gua Gua quickly shook his head.

The president continued, "Ya Wen, your important task is to design several women's
clothing items for our company with Gua Gua. These include: everyday business attire, evening gowns, sportswear, and casual wear. Gua Gua has only recently graduated, so please help him
out at work ."

I was still stunned when Ya Wen hurriedly said to President Ren, "President Ren, don't worry." Then she stepped forward, took
Gua Gua's hand, and said, "Hello, handsome, please take care of me at the company."

Gua Gua touched Ya Wen's soft hand, a little excited but still somewhat confused, and whispered, "Are you two a couple?"

Ya Wen looked at me, smiled slightly, and said, "Yes."

Gua Gua asked in a low voice, "A few nights ago, you got drunk, and later went upstairs..."

Ya Wen smiled wryly and said, "I know, there was a colleague next to me who studied massage. He said he wanted to massage my legs..."
"Meridian points can help with sobering up. I tried it, and it worked pretty well."

Guagua then pressed, "That night at the karaoke bar..."

Yawen continued with a smile, "Yeah, we went to sing karaoke, and there was an event there where ladies in uniforms got free drinks, so
we changed into a police uniform from the bar."

Guagua was still a little skeptical.

I asked from the side, "Guagua, was that your girlfriend last time? Where does she work?"

"She just graduated and hasn't found a job yet. Oh, right, she's not your girlfriend, we've already registered our marriage. We're having our
wedding tonight."

At this moment, I saw a lewd smile on the CEO's lips as he said to us, "Guagua,
didn't something come up at the last minute for the bridesmaids at tonight's wedding? How about Yawen be the bridesmaid?"

Guagua was taken aback. I also felt it was inappropriate, because bridesmaids are all unmarried women. But Yawen replied, "
Okay , okay!"

The CEO added, "Guagua, they've rehearsed the wedding night pranks before, so tonight will be very lively!"
I thought to myself, they know that, this wedding night hurdle is going to be tough!

At 7 PM, the wedding was held at the Royal No. 1 Club. The guests were few, but all were prominent figures from various circles. Eight round tables were set up
in the private room . For the first half hour, the emcee presided over the wedding. The bride, the daughter of a local high-ranking official,
wore a traditional white wedding dress. Ya-Wen wore a red cheongsam, the hem reaching her knees,
with a slit on the right side extending to her waist, secured by a row of
buttons
. She wore ultra-thin flesh-colored pantyhose and red high heels (the heels were only 6 centimeters high to prevent fatigue from walking, exposing most of her instep). After the newlyweds stood on the stage, Ya-Wen stepped aside, standing at the front right-hand round table. This table was sparsely populated, and I sat there,
admiring the cheongsam-clad, stocking-clad beauty—my adulterous wife, Ya-Wen—with great interest.

But after only a few minutes, I noticed Ya-Wen sway slightly. Looking closer, I saw—damn!—a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy was sitting in the chair next to Ya-Wen
, and this boy was secretly reaching into her cheongsam and touching her stockinged calves.
Ya-Wen felt awkward about disturbing everyone in public and unfamiliar surroundings, and also
didn't want to be seen, so she hurriedly tried to leave. But as soon as she took a step, the little boy grabbed
the hem of her cheongsam's slit, and the bottom button popped open with a "snap." Ya-Wen immediately stopped, too afraid to move away. But
the boy persisted, pulling Ya-Wen back forcefully, and with another "snap," the second-to-last button on her cheongsam also popped open,
exposing half of her stockinged leg. Ya-Wen was terrified and quickly moved closer to the boy to avoid being
seen .

Seeing his scheme succeed, the little boy grinned lewdly and reached inside the cheongsam, directly touching Ya-Wen's stockinged leg.
(Ya-Wen's cheongsam had five buttons at the slit; the bottom two were now undone, with the remaining three fastened at
the three-quarters of the way down her thigh, the groin, and her waist.)

I watched from the side, both angry and anxious. If others saw this, they would definitely gossip about Ya-Wen. But I was itching with
desire , hoping the boy would continue "deeper." Sure enough, the boy
kept stroking Ya-Wen's silk-clad legs and buttocks with one hand, while secretly unbuttoning the other three buttons of Ya-Wen's cheongsam slit with the other hand
. Poor Ya-Wen was completely unaware.

A while later, the emcee asked Ya-Wen to go up on stage to help, and Ya-Wen hurriedly went over. Because all five buttons were unbuttoned,
the hem of the cheongsam swayed violently, and one side of Ya-Wen's silk-clad legs and buttocks could be vaguely seen through the slit. All the men in the audience focused
their attention on her, wanting to heat up Ya-Wen's body. Only then did Ya-Wen realize that her lower body was almost "lost"!
After finishing her work on stage, Ya-Wen ran to the restroom to straighten her cheongsam.

After a while, everyone had eaten and drunk their fill. Around 10 p.m., the bride was a little tipsy and went
home , and most of the guests also left the club. Finally, Mr. Ren asked the groom, the little boy from earlier, and the best man
to go into a private room inside. Ya-Wen and I knew the most difficult moment was coming, but since we had rehearsed
the wedding night pranks , we didn't think it would be a big deal.

The private room was like a high-end love suite, not only luxuriously decorated but also fully equipped with all kinds of sex toys.
Mr. Ren sat on the middle recliner and said slowly, "Now we'll start the wedding night pranks. The bride is drunk, so
the bridesmaid will take her place." Then he said to the seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, "Niu Niu, you help
the bridesmaid adjust her cheongsam, to make it look like a wedding night prank."

The boy agreed and ran to Ya-Wen. Without saying a word, he lifted the hem of Ya-Wen's cheongsam and
tucked it into her pantyhose. Ya-Wen felt that the child was being so silly, and also felt it was inappropriate
to expose herself like that in front of strangers, so she quickly pulled the hem of her cheongsam out and put it back in place.

Mr. Ren frowned, gestured to me, and said, "You go."

I didn't know what to do now, but I walked behind Ya-Wen as if possessed, grabbed her hands,
and pinned them behind her back. Ya Wen wanted to continue resisting, but after looking back at me and then at Boss Ren, she gave up.

Niu Niu chuckled and found a pair of scissors nearby.
He cut horizontally around the bottom of the third button of the cheongsam's slit. As a section of the cheongsam's hem fell to the ground, Ya Wen's cheongsam became a super short skirt, and the crotch of
her pantyhose was already vaguely visible from the front. I released Ya Wen's hands, feeling a little pleased. Ya Wen
turned around and punched my shoulder, whispering, "Let's see how many green hats I'll give you tonight!" The
lecherous men in the room smiled knowingly.

Boss Ren said to Ya Wen, "Ya Wen, go buy a pack of condoms first. Niu Niu, you take her."

Of course, I didn't want to miss any exciting developments, so I went out with them. Niu Niu arrived at
the door of a staff break room next door and pushed it open. Ya Wen braced herself and went in. Seeing a security guard sitting in the room,
she immediately lowered her head and said, "Hello, sir. I'd like to buy a box of condoms."

The security guard was resting and initially seemed very impatient. Opening his eyes and looking closely, he saw a
beautiful woman in a super short cheongsam and stockings. He hurriedly and enthusiastically said, "Oh, okay. The club only sells products at the front desk,
but I happen to have a box in my bag (damn, he's not a good person either), please give it to the beautiful lady!" Ya Wen lowered her head,
not daring to look the security guard in the eye, and went over to take the box of condoms.

The security guard stared at Ya Wen for a while, then said loudly, "Chen Ya Wen! Is that you? It's my elementary school classmate, Bao Qiang!"

Ya Wen then looked up and carefully examined him, exclaiming in surprise, "Bao Qiang, it's you!"

Bao Qiang immediately explained, "After graduating from elementary school, I went to work in various places in the provincial capital, but I haven't achieved anything over the years.
A few years ago, through a friend's introduction, I came to this club in Shenzhen as a security guard and finally settled down. How are you doing? I heard from my hometown..."
"People say you're doing really well! Today, what are you doing..." Baoqiang said, glancing at the condoms in Ya Wen's hand and her shapely legs in stockings under her
short cheongsam.

Ya Wen blushed and casually replied, "It's a friend's wedding; they need props for pranks in the bridal chamber, so they asked
me to buy them."

Baoqiang, knowing his place, didn't press further and simply said, "Oh, have fun!"

Just then, Niu Niu came in and said to Baoqiang, "Security guard, we're so
sorry . Why don't you come to our room and try some [Nyotaimori]?"

Baoqiang, excited, exclaimed, "Great! Great!" Then he asked, "Nyotaimori? Who's the model?"

Niu Niu chuckled and said, "It's your elementary school classmate, Sister Ya Wen."

Ya Wen's face flushed instantly, and Baoqiang also felt a little embarrassed. Niu Niu turned and left, and we followed
behind.

Back in the room, Boss Ren had already set up the props; a long dining table stood in the center. Niu Niu
introduced Bao Qiang to everyone, then said, "When we used to eat [Nyotaimori] (body sushi), the models were always lying flat. How about we try something different
this time ?"

President Ren asked, "What kind of change, little nephew?" That's when I realized this little pervert was President Ren's
nephew.

The little pervert glanced at Ya Wen and said, "Tie the model up in a [four horses with their hooves turned upside down] position, then use
the model 's hands and feet to arrange the food."

Everyone in the room practically drooled at the thought. Ya Wen, upon hearing this, instinctively took
two steps back, her neck already bright red.

The little pervert continued, "[The Four Horses Striking Backwards] is actually a technical job, taking more than half an
hour to complete. To save time, let's make it simple. Just tie their hands together, tie their feet together,
and then tie their hands and feet together."

"Good! Creative," Mr. Ren commented. "Niu Niu, you and my son can do it together."

Ya Wen knew she couldn't escape her fate tonight, but she was also a little scared in the face of the situation: after all,
she had , and there was trust between them, so she could be assured of her personal safety; but
most of the people present today were unfamiliar, or even strangers.

I poked Ya Wen's silk-clad buttocks under her cheongsam with my finger from behind. Ya Wen turned around and looked at me, as if
asking for my opinion. I said impatiently, "Stop dawdling, it's almost 11 o'clock, finish early and go back to rest,
everyone is busy!" Ya Wen gave Mr. Ren one last look, gritted her teeth, and went to the dining table. Everyone
reached out to "help" her climb onto the dining table. Ya-Wen hesitated for a few seconds, then steeled herself, lying face down on the table,
awaiting the lecherous men's abuse.

Niu-Niu came over and tied Ya-Wen's hands behind her back. Gua-Gua took off Ya-Wen's red high heels, placed them on the edge of the table,
and tied her feet together with a rope. Then he bent Ya-Wen's lower legs backward, almost folding them over her thighs. Niu-Niu took
another rope, threaded it through the rope binding Ya-Wen's hands and feet, and pulled hard, causing Ya-Wen's legs to stick up completely,
her hands and feet pressed together. Finally, Niu-Niu tied a tight knot.

Everyone gathered around, admiring this "lamb to the slaughter." Niu Niu proactively introduced the "[Four Horses
Hitting Each Other]" bondage method: "It's the hardest to break free from, a way to blatantly showcase a woman's sexy legs,
and a method to deeply humiliate a beautiful woman's will. Enjoy the view first, then savor it!" He
then placed several cherry tomatoes in Ya Wen's hands, between her legs, and between her silk-stockinged feet. Finally, he inserted a
cherry tomato through her pantyhose into Ya Wen's vagina.

Gua Gua had long desired to sleep with Ya Wen, this beautiful woman in stockings, back in Harbin, and now he was finally about to succeed.
But being a pampered young master, he wasn't in a hurry to make a move. Instead, he asked Baoqiang, whose eyes were glued to Yawen's stockinged feet,
"Yawen was your elementary school classmate. Was she the prettiest girl in class? Did you ever pursue her?"

Baoqiang had never seen anything like this before. His mind was only on Yawen's stockinged feet, and he blurted out the truth: "Yawen
wasn't just the prettiest girl in class, she was the prettiest girl in school. And she always wore stockings. The boys in our class often peeked at her."

"How did they peek?" Niu Niu added.

"Every day during morning exercises, whenever there was a bending motion, the boys in the back would look up at Yawen's
beautiful legs in stockings in the front row."

Everyone in the room laughed, and Yawen, who was lying on the table, blushed even more.

Gua Gua then asked, "Did you want to sleep with Yawen back then?"

"Yes!"

"Today your wish is about to come true! How do you want to commemorate it?" Niu Niu, with a mischievous glint in his eye, asked deliberately.

"Can I take a picture to remember this moment?" Baoqiang took out his phone.

Before I could say anything, Mr. Ren interjected, "Sure!"

Then Niu Niu asked, "Keep the photos for yourselves? Or give them to someone else?"

"Upload them to the classmates' group! Is that okay?"

Everyone in the room burst into laughter. Ya Wen couldn't take it anymore. She opened her eyes, her face flushed, and said in a slightly tearful voice,
"Bao Qiang, please don't! I'll never be able to go back to my hometown!"

Seeing that Ya Wen was really anxious, Bao Qiang quickly stuffed his phone back into his pocket and said, "Okay! Okay!" Then
he couldn't wait to reach out and touch Ya Wen's silk-clad legs.

Gua Gua stopped Bao Qiang's lewd hand and said, "Nyotaimori is about eating food from the model's body. You can only
touch it with your mouth, not with your hands!"

Bao Qiang was stunned. Niu Niu said to him from the side, "There's a lot more to come. Don't even mention touching, you can have sex with her to your heart's content!"

Hearing this, Ya Wen's body visibly trembled at the table. I felt a little sorry for Ya Wen, but I was also curious about what kind of program
they had later, so I prepared to play it by ear.

Baoqiang couldn't resist any longer. Pretending to eat the cherry tomato between Yawen's two silk-stockinged feet, he lowered his head and put Yawen's
right toes in his mouth, kissing them incessantly. Guagua followed suit, kissing the sole of Yawen's silk-stockinged left
foot . The best man joined in the fun, kissing Yawen's silk-stockinged calves.

Niuniu, being mischievous, kissed Yawen's neck and earlobes, constantly blowing in her ear, making Yawen
confused and somewhat irrational.

After kissing for more than ten minutes, Niuniu told everyone to stop, saying it was time for the next activity: "We had
prepared many activities, such as continuing the family line, but given the atmosphere today, let's change to something completely new."

Everyone asked, "What's new?"

"Everyone is free to do whatever they want with this silk-stockinged beauty on the table, how about it?"

Everyone cheered. Yawen closed her eyes, struggling a few times. A hint of despair appeared in her eyes.

Guagua was a little unhappy, pointing at me and saying, "Her husband is here, don't go too far."

Baoqiang and the best man only then realized I was Ya Wen's husband, and they looked at me with surprise. I nonchalantly
said, "Whatever, whatever! It's our wedding night, it's all about having fun. As long as everyone's enjoying themselves. Besides,
I'm curious to see what tricks everyone has up their sleeves, I want to learn!"

Niu Niu angrily said to Gua Gua, "Brother, what do you mean by 'too much'? Her husband doesn't object! And the bridesmaid
is definitely itching for us right now, she can't wait for us to have sex with her! Isn't she?"

Everyone burst into laughter. Ya Wen's face turned even redder.

Seeing this, Boss Ren interjected, "Niu Niu, how do you prove it?"

Niu Niu calmly took out the cherry tomato that was inserted into Ya Wen's vagina, smelled it, and said,
"Look, this cherry tomato is already soaked in Ya Wen's juices. And it smells really good. Uncle, do you want to
try some?" After saying that, Niu Niu put the cherry tomato into Boss Ren's mouth.

After tasting it for a while, Mr. Ren said, "Hmm, judgment correct, indeed the best of the best! You can continue."
Hearing her boss's evaluation of her, Ya Wen buried her head in her chest, wishing she could disappear into the ground.

With the boss's permission, Niu Niu signaled everyone to take off their pants. Soon, several large penises
stood erect , pointing at Ya Wen on the dining table.

Seeing that Ya Wen was about to lose her virginity, Guagua hurriedly said, "Ya Wen is going to work with me tomorrow
, let's stop here!"

Niu Niu pouted unhappily and said, "Brother, how can we stop here?"

Guagua said, "She just flew in from Harbin, don't be too tired tonight. Why don't we each take care of
it ?"

Hearing this, Niu Niu couldn't argue, and then remembered something and said to Boss Ren, "Uncle, originally you were going to have your personal secretary, Sister Bai Jie, accompany me to Beijing at the
beginning . How about replacing her with Sister Ya Wen?"

Guagua hurriedly interrupted, "Sister Ya Wen designs company uniforms with me. No way!"

Boss Ren smiled from the side and said, "Niu Niu, Guagua, why don't you two take Ya Wen to Beijing for a trip?
Let Xiao Wang be the tour guide."

Niu Niu was overjoyed and said to Guagua, "Uncle has already decided, it's settled then!"

Guagua was a little dejected and slowly took off his pants.

At this moment, Ya Wen lay sprawled between five naked lecherous men (me, Guagua, Niu Niu, Baoqiang, the best man, and Mr. Ren
still sitting on the recliner), afraid to look up, unsure of how she would be humiliated tonight.

Perhaps because he had never encountered such a stunningly beautiful woman in stockings, Baoqiang's left hand had barely touched Ya Wen's silk-stockinged legs when
his pungent semen spurted out, splashing her leg with the sticky fluid. Then, the best man couldn't hold back either, spraying Ya Wen's buttocks
.

Guagua wasn't in a hurry to masturbate; he first untied the strings on Ya Wen's silk-stockinged feet, picked up her right foot, held it in
his hand , and carefully admired her silk-stockinged feet. I looked over and thought Ya Wen's silk-stockinged feet were damn sexy: the arch of her foot
was beautifully curved, the skin on her soles was smooth and tender, and paired with the flesh-colored ultra-thin pantyhose, it looked hazy and delicate, like solidified cream. There wasn't a single dead skin
on her soles , each toe was white and slender, and the toe pads were rosy and round, looking
playful and cute under the wrap of the flesh-colored stockings. Guagua stroked Ya Wen's soles and insteps while kissing the soles of her stockinged feet. A moment later,
he took Ya Wen's big toe into his mouth, sucking it with relish, as if it were the most delicious treat in the world.

I, standing nearby, couldn't resist either, picking up Ya Wen's left foot and stroking and kissing it. Although it was my
wife 's beautiful foot, at that moment it felt like that of a goddess from my dreams, unattainable, and if I didn't seize this beautiful moment,
it would be gone in an instant.

After Guagua finished stroking Ya Wen's toes, he freed his right hand to quickly masturbate, while his left hand continued to vigorously
knead the soles of Ya Wen's stockinged feet. After only a few strokes, he seemed to be reaching his limit, placing Ya Wen's stockinged feet
on his penis and rubbing them vigorously several times. A few seconds later, white semen sprayed all over Ya Wen's feet.

Niu Niu, in the middle, masturbated while touching Ya Wen's entire body. Finally, standing to Ya
Wen he ejaculated many times into her face. Because Ya-Wen had her eyes closed, she only
realized when it hit her. In a panic, she cried out, "Ah!" But when she opened her mouth, Niu-Niu deliberately ejaculated into her mouth,
making her feel nauseous.

After a while, everyone was dressed, and Ya-Wen was untied. She stood on the ground, head down,
hiding behind me, not daring to look at anyone. Mr. Ren walked over with a smile, squatted down, and helped Ya-Wen put on her red high heels.
Ya-Wen was initially flattered and said, "Thank you, Mr. Ren, let me do it myself."

Mr. Ren didn't reply. After putting on Ya-Wen's shoes, he stood up and said to her, "We should thank you, you're so outstanding
! But through this observation, I think you still have great potential! I hope you can actively show
more of your instincts in the future." After saying that, he patted Ya-Wen's shoulder, then patted mine. Ya-Wen and I both smiled and
nodded.

Mr. Ren turned to Guagua and said, "Guagua, take Xiao Wang and Ya Wen home." Guagua hurriedly grabbed Ya Wen
's right hand and headed for the door. I wasn't going to be outdone, so I grabbed Ya Wen's left hand. In the hallway, several male waiters
stared at Ya Wen in surprise. I then noticed that Ya Wen was not only very sexy in her stockings and super short cheongsam, but her legs were also
covered in obvious semen stains. I thought Ya Wen would lower her head and run out. But to my surprise, Ya Wen
walked confidently down the hallway, her expression back to normal, occasionally throwing a flirtatious glance at the lecherous men beside her. With
the sway of her hips, the super short cheongsam could no longer cover Ya Wen's lower body. Accompanied by the clattering of her high heels, she walked away,
followed by a chorus of snickers from the lecherous men.

Postscript: Let's end here. I will continue to write about Ya Wen's story, but from a different perspective.
Ya Wen has gradually transformed from passively participating in cuckoldry to actively showcasing herself and realizing her potential! At this moment, Ya-Wen, who had just
left had become a true adulterous wife.

I will also write some side stories to answer the details not explained in the previous chapters.

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